Boss of Bosses Page #2

Sooner or later, we'll bug

Mr. Castellano himself.

I want Big Paulie behind bars.

I love it up here.

If I had to do this for a living,

I'd starve.

Somebody's gotta do it.

Yeah, I'm glad it ain't me.

I'd rather be a second-story man.

You guys miss all the beauty up here.

Here, you forget about

the porn, the hookers...

...all the filth down there

in the street. Right, Tommy?

Business is business.

That filth you're talking, Paul,

it's what's fed us all our lives.

Piney, when your grandkids

sit on your lap and say:

"Grandpa, how'd you get this

beautiful house? Those nice cars?"

What do you say? "I'm a pimp."

"I'm a highjacker." What?

You know the answer. I lie.

I kept my kids out of the business

just like you did.

Amen to that.

Hey, welcome to the 14th floor.

I hear we have a problem.

Now that we got the union to vote you

in, suddenly you don't want to pay.

- No, let him speak, Tommy.

- Now, I've been thinking.

Without me nothing gets to the site.

No concrete, no l-beams,

no sky-crane crew.

Mr. Gambino, he knows I wrap

things up tight, do I not?

Mr. Gambino isn't your problem,

my friend. I am.

You bid the jobs,

and I make sure the guys are there.

If the bid ain't right,

I make sure they don't show.

So I don't see how out of my ass...

...I gotta pay the same two points as

the other dumb schmucks in the unions.

- That's unwise, my friend.

- It's all right, Piney.

I like a man who says where he stands.

I'm gonna tell you where I stand.

We voted you in.

You knew the deal,

and now you don't want to pay?

- Do you like soup, Malone?

- What?

Soup, do you like soup?

Yeah, I like it.

What's that got to do with?

Good. I'm glad you like it.

After Tommy breaks your jaw,

it's gonna have to be wired.

The only thing you're gonna be

able to eat is soup through a straw.

So now, you tell me...

...do you like soup that much

not to pay me my two points?

Well, I thought we could work

things out.

Things happen. It was my mistake.

A deal's a deal.

I'm glad we straightened it out.

Talking about food, I got hungry.

Let's get something to eat.

- Dude, look at this.

- That's attractive.

Give me a break.

They sit in there eating steak...

...and we get indigestion.

Wait a minute.

I love this car.

I got an idea. Know what we do?

Bug the place.

Establish probable cause,

get a warrant, then find a way in.

I'm telling you, keep turning up

the heat and sooner or later...

...one of them's gonna panic.

What the hell is this? Watch.

It's Gaggi.

- Nino.

- Hey, easy with the guns, guys.

- Here.

- What's that?

Fresh espresso and homemade cannolis,

compliments of Mr. Castellano.

Here.

Enjoy.

And just leave the tray at the gate.

See what I mean?

They're definitely panicking.

The face of fear.

Nina, always the best.

Still think I need a maid?

What maid could cook like this?

To clean up, the way you slave.

Forget about it.

Look, Connie's still not here.

Should we start dinner without her?

Without my only daughter?

It's Sunday.

Must be that thug husband.

He's one of yours.

Nina, don't start. I had nothing

to do with them meeting.

The boys are here.

They want to talk.

Be firm with them.

Don't forget what you promised.

How could I?

Dad, we want to be part of it.

Forget it. End of discussion.

It was good enough for you.

I hate school.

- You only made it to eighth grade.

- Look at me. What do you see?

You hold your head high.

That's respect.

Respect or fear?

Think I busted my ass all

my life for you to be wasted?

You will graduate from college,

with diplomas...

...with your heads held up high,

nothing to fear.

Dad, those feds always parked out

on the road in the cheap cars.

Where'd college get them?

Let me educate you about those guys

out there with the broken-down cars.

They got the toughest mob

in the world.

And if I mess up, they will crush

me like a cockroach.

As long as I know that,

it keeps me stronger than them.

This ain't the movies, boys.

People die sometimes,

and you won't be part of it.

Wondering who'll nail you,

your best friend or the FBI.

What kind of life is that?

Listen, I've been waiting

to tell you this.

Paul Jr., Joe.

I'm giving you Blue Ribbon Meats.

That's right.

Phillip, I'm setting you up

in Scara-Mix Cement.

All legit.

You'll have part of nothing else,

understood?

You're my sons.

I love youse. Come here.

Thanks, Dad.

How does it feel to be millionaires?

You did it.

You really did it.

I promised before we married.

I promised you on that rooftop,

didn't I?

- Our kids will be clean.

- Thank you, Paulie.

God bless you.

Good night.

Good night.

So who vouched for her?

IKatherine's maid knows her sister,

fresh from Colombia, no ties here.

Make sure she knows

my study's off-limits...

...and to keep scarce

when my guys are around.

This wasn't my idea, Paul.

Nina, you'll relax, go shopping,

visit with Connie.

Thirty years, I never complained.

Nina, go enjoy yourself.

Man, you'd think it was the pope

that was dying, not some old gangster.

Neil Dellacroce, Nino Gaggi,

muscle, loansharking.

Come on, Neil, big smile.

Roy DeMeo and Tommy Agro.

Hijacking, extortion.

DiBernardo, Mr. Pornography.

Piney Armone, Castellano's

construction union.

We got them. They're all home.

- Like sharks in a feeding frenzy.

- Yeah.

Mrs. Castellano.

Hey, Paul, how you doing?

- Oh, Piney. How's it going?

- Nina, I'm glad you're here.

Big Paul! Where's my Big Paulie?

I'm right here, Carlo.

You and me, kid, we're still here.

We're still here.

All my life,

I do any damn thing I want.

It was God who made me strong.

Now the priest wants me

to say I'm sorry.

To who? I ain't sorry.

I loved every minute, every second.

I know God ain't gonna

forgive and forget...

...for a couple of Hail Marys.

I'm scared, Paulie.

Scared? You? No, never.

Maybe there ain't no God.

I hate it, being scared.

Nobody gets out alive, Carlo, right?

Right.

Hey, Paulie.

Remember the Christmas trees?

Yeah, I remember.

You were always the thinker.

You rest, Carlo.

I got you into this thing

of ours, Paulie.

And now I'm gonna make it worse.

I'm naming you...

..."capo di tutti i capi".

What about Neil?

He's street.

You got the brain, the vision.

Neil already knows.

Listen, Paulie. I'm putting a curse

on you, not no blessing.

Now you'll learn...

...what it is...

...to be alone.

Rest, Carlo. Rest.

Congratulations, Paul.

Neil, are you and your crew

all right with it?

Yeah, it's the right thing.

I ain't no Godfather.

I'm an old street dog.

I'm gonna change things.

You're my underboss, my right arm.

Just cut the young guys

a little slack, okay?

Don't push them too fast.

Young crews, they may not understand

the things that you want.

Well, they better learn fast.

These young kids are so tempted.

They got big balls and weak minds.

They want everything fast and easy.

Sounds like a couple of kids we knew.

The world has changed,

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