Bugsy Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1991
- 136 min
- 1,654 Views
Oink now!
Get up!
Now look me in the eye.
Go home, get the money you stole
and bring it to me.
- This goes back in the safe.
- Thanks, you can count on me.
We'll see. Everybody needs
a fresh start once in a while.
Get out.
Are we going to eat?
Who was the Countess Di Frasso?
Who is she? She's the wife
of Count Di Frasso.
- I danced with her at Ciro's.
- I know you danced with her.
The countess's husband, the count,
is a very good friend of Mussolini.
- He's Mussolini's friend.
- I got it. So what?
Hitler and Mussolini are destroying
the world. I can stop Mussolini.
What do you mean?
Kill Mussolini?
You are going to kill Mussolini
in the middle of a war?
That is the most ludicrous excuse
I've ever heard.
If you want to f*** some countess,
at least have the guts to say it.
- You're full of secrets.
- Nothing's out in the open.
- Like what?
Me.
You're afraid of being seen with me.
You told me you don't
keep any secrets from Esta.
- That's different.
- I don't want to be a secret.
- Give me a chance.
- You've had your chance.
- We never go anywhere.
- All right, we'll go everywhere.
Give me a chance. Everybody
deserves a fresh start once in a while.
- Come on, sugar.
- I can't. You don't understand.
I can't...
I'm really much too nervous.
- Come on.
- I thought I could, but I can't.
- You can't what?
- Now I've seen the plane, I can't.
I never have... been on a plane.
- You haven't? One second...
- I can't control what you do.
I can't be with you every second.
Go without me.
- We're gonna run out of gas.
- The rules of aerodynamics...
It makes no difference.
I'm not going on the plane.
Ben, let's go.
Time is money.
- This is boring. I have to pee.
- If we'd flown, we'd be there now.
- I don't even know why I came.
- Why did I come?
You can't run an operation
We drove five and a half hours
for this canker sore?
There's a steady profit
coming out of this joint.
Customers have nowhere else to go.
This is a dump.
You should get rid of it.
- Who'd have thought it?
- Looks don't matter, money does.
- Looks matter. It should be burnt.
- I wouldn't go that far, Victoria.
- What? Call her Virginia.
- I called her Virginia.
- You called me Victoria.
- I called you Victoria?
- It's Virginia. Who do I talk to?
I have no need
to hear what you have to say.
- Who took whose advice?
- Don't embarrass me like that.
- I was right.
- The place should have stayed open.
- Why did you close it?
- Because it was a canker sore.
- But I'm not your f***ing puppet.
- You need to be told what to do.
Or maybe you want to continue
dodging your way through two lives.
Checking at home in Scarsdale
whenever you get too lonely.
That's it. I've taken enough sh*t
from you, and it's gonna stop now.
- Hot air in a hot desert.
Don't talk to me about Scarsdale,
it's none of your business.
Talking to me about Scarsdale...
Who the f*** do you think you are?
- What is he doing?
I got it! I had this vision.
Like a religious epiphany.
- It's the best idea I ever had.
Yeah, well I just had
the greatest idea I ever had.
- Isn't she magnificent?
- Just what I've been looking for.
A broad to leave me in the desert,
to die and be eaten by vultures.
You'll remember this day.
Benjy, what would we do in Italy
with all the bullets flying around?
What we would do?
We would meet Mussolini.
You are outrageous.
That's what I love about you.
Could your husband arrange that,
or is his reputation exaggerated?
My husband could get you this close
to Mussolini any time he wishes.
And he will wish to do
whatever I say.
You know what my intuition
tells me about you?
That you always get
whatever you want.
Don't deny it.
I find your confidence irresistible.
I'm sucked in by it. Helpless,
if you must know the truth.
We have a few wrinkles to iron out,
but my secret plan is going through.
I'm going to New York tomorrow,
so this is hello and goodbye.
I've got some problems in New York.
Charlie's been arrested.
Harry Greenberg, my old friend...
- I think he testified against him.
- Am I supposed to be interested?
What does your friend do,
sticks knives into animals?
He's the guitarist.
Flamenco-Flamingo.
You're not actually going
to spend the night with this creep?
What I do with my time and my body
is my business.
I demand satisfaction.
Go back to your countess.
I hope she gives you syphilis.
- I'm asking Esta for a divorce.
- You'd better get to a phone.
- Good luck.
- Virginia...
I was wearing a blue silk shirt?
I don't even own one.
"Brandishing a .45 menacingly".
What an outrageous fabrication.
It wasn't a .45, it was a .38.
I was not brandishing it.
I was concealing it subtly.
What kind of people write this?
I agree with you 100%.
They've got no morals, those people.
What we heard is true. Charlie's in
jaiI because of this stool-pigeon.
You know this Harry Greenberg?
You don't?
I know him.
Mickey, I'm getting a divorce.
That's why I'm making this trip.
- Definitely?
- Definitely.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
- Why?
To see a family break up like that.
What's got to be has got to be.
- I know what you're doing.
- Don't come one step closer.
You're writing "Happy Birthday,
Millicent" on my cake.
Get out of here...
Set the table.
- Where are the presents?
- With the potatoes.
Honey, move the thing in the middle.
- I hope we're not disturbing you?
- It's Millicent's birthday party.
- There's a matter we must discuss.
- Good, come on in.
Make yourselves at home.
I'll be right with you.
Guess who that is. Meyer, Joey A.,
Frank, Gus, Vito and Moe.
- This night was for ourselves.
- I planned a meet tomorrow, but...
- It's Millicent's birthday.
- They've got a business problem.
Finish the cake, put the candles on,
I'll be right back.
I have to tell you I got rid of
that seedy canker sore in Vegas.
You had no right
to give that casino up.
- Casino? It was an outhouse.
- You should have consulted us.
- That's the arrangement we've got.
- I have no arrangement with you.
But don't worry, I'll tell you
what I'm to build in its place.
You'll understand for the first time
what the word transcendent means.
Meyer... I have found the answer
to the dreams of America.
You want to be
a little more specific?
The Flamingo.
- People dream about sex and money.
- Are you building a whorehouse?
A hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada.
A place where gambling is allowed.
The whole territory is wide open.
A palace, an oasis, a city.
When the Hoover Dam is finished,
electrical power will be available.
The Hoover Dam and f***ing
are connected how?
Air-conditioning.
The wave of the future.
Every room will be 72 degrees
at all times.
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