10th & Wolf Page #2
read the obituary?
How are you holding up?
Okay, I guess.
Poor Joey.
- You guys should go home.
- We're not leaving you, Joey.
- Go home.
Can we talk about this, please?
He killed my father, Tommy.
What do you want me to do?
You want me to go to the cops?
Ask him to say he's sorry?
All we know is what Manny told us.
Maybe Manny's wrong.
I'm not saying that he is.
But you do this right now, you'll
kill somebody
you're gonna live with that
for the rest of your life.
What, do you think
Manny got it wrong?
You know something I don't?
Go home.
Benedetto?
Joey, what...?
Joey!
Tommy?
Oh, God.
He's bleeding pretty bad, Joey.
What are we gonna do?
I don't want him to die.
He's not gonna die, Vincent.
Oh, God.
Look Vincent, I need you to do
something for me, alright?
I'm gonna get him to the hospital,
but I need you to do something.
What am I saying to you, Vincent?
Listen to me! What did I say?
- I gotta do something.
- I need you to get rid of the gun.
Break it up into little pieces,
throw it in the river
and dump the car, alright Vincent?
What did I just say?
Break it into pieces
and throw it in the river.
And dump the car, Vincent.
Vincent, I need you to get it together.
I can't, I'm sorry, Joey...
Come on, Tommy.
Joey, don't let him die!
He's not gonna die, Vincent!
Look at me!
Tommy,I'm not... Look at me!
I'm not going anywhere. Alright?
I'm right here.
Don't leave me, Joey.
Stay awake.
No, no!
Don't leave me, Joey!
I'm right here, Tommy!
Don't you let him die!
We have this. Please.
Don't you let him die!
Tommy, I'm right here!
It had been years since
I've been on that corner.
But as the bus pulled away,
I'd felt like i never left.
Horvath and Thornton would have
given me the money
to live anywhere.
But I went home,
to aunt Tina's.
Come here.
You know Joey don't live here no more.
He's got a condo over on Market.
- Where are they now?
- Probably at the club.
Vincent's the manager.
Vincent's working for Joey?
What happened to steamfitters?
He quit.
Didn't he tell you?
When did he do that?
About a year ago.
You like my new shoes?
Vincent got them for me.
He's a good boy, that Vincent.
I'm so glad you're home, Tommy.
We need you around here.
...Stinger missiles, C4,
RPG's, everything.
What's an RPG?
Are you a complete f***ing nitwit?
I just told you 3 minutes
ago what an RPG is.
- I forgot.
- Rocket propelled grenade.
RPG - tattoo it on your
f***ing forehead.
- Hi, Joey.
- Hi, Brandy. How you're doing?
- You've got a minute for me?
- Yeah, absolutely. Come in.
I'm telling you, this guy is like a
f***ing weapon supermarket.
Can I stab you?
Cops found Willy's car
down by the river.
Yeah? What did they say?
Nothing.
They asked me if I knew anything
and they gave me back the car.
- Have a drink.
- I'm good.
Have a drink.
I need to know, Joey.
I need to know if Willy's dead.
I'm not gonna do anything.
I'm not gonna go crazy,
I just need to know
so that I can move on.
know anything, Brandy?
Don't f*** with me, Joey.
You know I've got
the kid to think of.
Joey, for three weeks
it's like I'm living in mud.
I can't do anything,
I can't get out of bed
in the morning.
I know you for a long time,
and you need to
understand something.
Whatever I tell you,
I would only be guessing.
Ok. He's dead?
Why?
What did he do?
I don't know.
Ok, I want whoever did it
dead or in jail.
I want their kids to be
without their father.
I wanna know who did it.
I can't help you there, Brandy.
Fine, I'll find out
by myself.
- Settle down.
- F*** you! Settle down.
Okay, fine.
Go. Go.
But where?
What are you gonna do?
You're gonna go to the cops?
When was the last time they helped
anybody from 10th and Wolf?
So you can't do that,
so what - you're gonna
this yourself?
Then you die and your
kid ends up
in some foster home.
You want that?
I've got a seven year old kid
I can't feed no more.
What am I gonna do?
It's alright.
You want a job?
What?
A job. You want a job?
I'm not much of a dancer.
You think I'd put you up
on one of those stages?
No, we're looking for a bartender.
I don't know how to
bartend either.
Well good. That means you
don't know how to steal yet.
Vincent, come here.
Meet me in the back.
Brandy is your new bartender.
Stupid me. I didn't even
know I needed one.
- How you've beenBrandy?
- Good, Vin. Thanks.
Give her the good shifts and
give her a grand up front.
- Okay?
- Yeah.
stuff that we talked about.
That way nobody wins.
I gotta get this.
Yeah, hallo?
Am I speaking with
Joseph Marcucci?
Yeah, you got him.
Who is this?
The Joseph Marcucci who resides
at The Dorchester, 226 Market Square?
Who is this?
My name is Simon Liebowitz, sir, and
I work for the Board of Health.
The Board of Health?
Who is this?
Simon Liebowitz.
Yeah, I heard you the first time.
What the f*** do you want?
There's no need to be
rude, Mr. Marcucci.
Tell me about the rats.
Rats?
Okay, you don't know
about the rats.
You couldn't have missed them.
What f***ing rats?
The condominium where you
reside has been quarantined
due to an outbreak of rats.
- Rats?
- Yes.
Yes. Big, fat, stinky rats
concentrated in your
bedroom area.
You need to be more careful who
you sleep with, Mr. Marcucci.
Who the f*** is this?
Leibowitz!
Simon Leibowitz!
Vincent, get out here!
We've got a big,
fat, f***ing rat.
He still has this jacket.
Come here.
They told us we were going in there
to get a monster
who has killed thousands
of his own people.
And just before we
got the son of a b*tch...
- They make a deal?
- They make a deal.
Jesus.
They lied to us and people died.
A lot of their guys and some of ours.
Some of my buddies.
So I got drunk that night
and beat the sh*t out of an MP
and I stole the colonel's jeep
and I went after Saddam myself.
Get out of here.
I swear to God.
And I'd have got him too,
If I didn't drive 30 miles
in the wrong direction.
Jeep ran out of gas just
outside Kuwait City.
That's my Tommy right there.
For friends and family.
It's good to see you, Tommy.
I just got the call.
Who's this?
It's my brother Tommy.
How you're doing?
Army guy.
Actually it's the marines.
There's a little bit of difference.
One is pussies,
one is not.
Hey, give us a minute, will you?
What you gotta be a jerk for?
Who called?
Rocco.
They want to arrange a meet.
Why don't I save us
both a little time
and I can tell you to go f*** yourself...
Reggio, Joey.
They wanna meet.
Rocco is the one who set Manny up.
Well...
Hold up, guys.
Stay there, Rocco.
- Did you invite them in here?
- A talk, Joey. A talk.
Who's the grease ball ?
That's Reggio's nephew.
Take it easy.
F*** these ginzo motherfuckers.
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