Black Irish Page #4

Yes. What?

What do you mean, "missing"?

Sandy,

something's come up.

We'll have to reschedule.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I catch anyone stealing

any more goddamn shrimp,

and I'll rip your arms off!

Everyone hear me?

No more shrimp!

I feed you, I pay you,

and you do this?

Learn some respect!

I'm sorry.

Joey-- Joey, I can--

I can bus tables.

I don't even-- You need

another guy out there.

I don't even like shrimp.

You wanna bus tables?

Uniform's in

the back room.

Don't go near the bar.

Want no Micks

near the liquor.

And work on growing

a mustache or something.

Look older,

would ya?

All right, kids,

you ready?

Call me, okay?

[dishes clatter]

What's your name,

son?

Cole. Cole McKay.

Graves!

Step down.

Come on, McKay.

Maguire! Step in,

hit against McKay.

[grunts]

This'll be fun.

Not bad.

Maguire, where you goin'?

Get back in there.

You're not done

gettin' humiliated.

Show me

the breaking stuff.

All right, yeah.

[Boy]

Come on, knock it

out of the park!

Well, that just

hung there.

Work on it.

[doorbell rings]

Hi.

Hi.

You really

look beautiful.

Oh. I'm not

ready just yet.

Yeah, no, I'm probably

a little early anyway.

These are for you.

They're beautiful.

Come on in, please.

So, you can wait

in the living room

while I just finish

getting ready?

Yeah.

Okay.

[clock chimes]

Did you always

have this bird?

What do you mean?

Uh...did you

just buy it?

Sonny? No, I've

had him since

I was a little kid.

Isn't it

beautiful?

Yeah.

I take him with me

wherever I go.

Can I pet him?

No, just wait

till I help you.

[thud]

Oh!

Oh.

I've really been

looking forward to this.

I-I'm sorry.

[Father]

That was quick.

Shoulda learned to

chew your food slower.

Didn't go too well.

Didn't get any, huh?

No.

I killed her bird.

That's a new

expression on me.

Not exactly

a good thing, is it?

No, Dad, I-I literally

killed her bird.

Got out of the cage.

Y-you killed...

Sorry.

Look, don't worry,

You're just

getting started.

C'mon, you're young.

You can still

tolerate 'em.

Y-you're not a

bad-looking kid.

Look, all you

gotta do

is figure out what

they wanna hear.

You're in

like Flynn.

[sighs]

I guarantee you

one thing, though:

each and every one of them

has some new and nutty

perspective on the world.

Gee, thanks, Dad.

Don't mention it.

[dog barking]

[door opening]

King! King, come on boy!

Yeah, baby, come here!

King! Come on baby,

come on.

Come on, King, oh what's

up, buddy? Ohhhh....

King, I missed you!

You're all dirty.

[dog whining]

Where'd you go?

Where'd ya go, King?

I missed you so

much. Come here.

Come on.

[Joey]

Where's my

utility man?

Cole? Where the

hell are you?

Right here, Joey.

I want you to

drop everything

and deliver this.

It's going to Tommy Orsini,

he's at Skip's.

He's a very important man to

this restaurant and to my

family, you understand?

Yeah, I

got ya.

All right.

Hey, there's my chow.

All right, bring it over

here, kid, come on.

All right,

shine's over. Here.

Come on, kid,

bring it over.

You got me waiting here

a half hour, come on.

Here, come here.

Here, you keep

the change, all right?

Give my best to Joey.

What the hell is

going in here?

[sobbing]

[sniffles]

Did Orsini mess with you?

Did he?

Well, what then?

Orsini just threw money

at him like he was some

$200 a week stiff.

Threw money

at who?

My father, and he

just stood there.

What was your old

man doing at the

barber shop?

He was

sh-shining shoes.

You didn't know

he worked there?

What a loser.

Hey. He's trying to

put food on the table,

no shame in that.

Then how come he couldn't

look me in the eye?

Just 'cause he don't

like it don't mean

it's not honorable.

[panting]

Go home.

He's family.

His luck will turn.

Things always

get better.

Come on.

Sorry about the mess.

Don't worry about it.

What's the matter, doc?

Seen a ghost?

I'm afraid the

news isn't good,

Mr. McKay.

The latest MRI

shows it's spreading.

How long we talking?

Well, it's hard

to say.

Have you put your

affairs in order?

My affairs?

Oh sure, doc, sure.

Taxes are all paid up,

college funds set up

for all the kids,

Margaret, she's the

beneficiary in a huge

insurance policy I've

been contributing to

since day one.

Everything's

squared away.

You given any

consideration to

quitting drinking?

Why? So when I'm putting my

affairs in order I can see

how f***ed up they are?

Look, I'm sorry, you're

just doing your job.

I kinda knew what

the news was gonna be.

Half my family is underground

by the time they're 40.

I'm trying to think

what I should do.

As a last hurrah. There's a

lot of stuff I haven't done.

Never caught a foul

ball at Fenway.

Never swam in the ocean,

y'know. It's right there,

for Christ's sake.

I can't figure out what

to do. How the hell do

you wrap things up?

You haven't told anyone?

You need to share

this with your family.

Right.

Same stuff as

last time.

Gimme a call.

Here.

[sports chatter]

[sports chatter]

Safe!

[Umpire]

Time out! Time out!

[groaning]

Okay, okay.

Come on. Can you

get up?

Smitty!

That was

intentional, blue!

[sports chatter]

[Umpire]

All right, batter up!

Hold up!

Play ball!

Ball.

[Man]

Hey! Watch your

pitcher over there!

[crowd noise]

Told ya I'd get in

the game one day!

[chatter]

[dishes clatter]

You look great, Katie.

Really, you do.

Do you have any idea

how long I've been

looking for you?

For about as long

as I've been hiding.

Can we talk?

Manny, I

need a break.

Take five.

Have you and David

gotten married?

This? No.

He would never stand

up to his parents

in a million years.

This is so respectable

people such as yourself

don't get the idea that

an unmarried pregnant girl

is serving their eggs.

Slinging eggs and

ham is not the answer.

It just doesn't

make any sense.

Did it make sense to

marry dad when you were

pregnant with Terry?

Thank you, but I'd

rather go it alone

and take my chances.

You think that's why

your father and I

got married?

Don't sit there and tell me

that's not the reason, Ma.

I know that's the reason.

Let me tell

you a story.

I was 22 when

I came to Boston.

I was a beautiful young

woman then and I don't

mind saying so.

One night, I met

the most handsome man.

Wonderful dancer, beautiful

singing voice, kind.

He was like no one I'd

ever known before.

On our first date, we went

to this little Mom n' Pop

Italian place in the North End.

Wherever we went,

someone knew him and

was glad to see him.

He was everything I

was I was looking for.

I gotta get

back inside.

I'm not finished.

Somewhere along

the way your father

stopped being my....

...he just

stopped being.

So I took a job

and raised the family.

Yes, I failed in parts.

But make no mistake,

I gave you

a good start.

Well-spoken and

courteous, you know

how to present yourself

and you didn't get

that from your father.

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