Carlito's Way Page #7

...and I hate my dream.

Maybe it's time I started thinking

about doing something else.

Maybe someplace else too.

Seems like every day I'm finding

something new I like about Gail.

I keep workin' my points

about us gettin' out of New York...

...going to live in the Bahamas together,

permanent.

She ain't sayin' much, but...

...I can tell the idea is growin' on her.

Money's comin' in steady now. It won't

be much longer till I got what I need.

This dream of mine, it's so close...

...I can touch it.

- Where you going? Wait, no.

- I'm tired.

- I'm an old man. I need a rockin' chair.

- Come on! Please!

Let me watch you.

I love to watch you. Go ahead.

There it is.

I'm sorry!

Look at that!

Here's a bunch of us at the Copa.

Everybody dancin', drinkin' Dom Perignon.

Everything paid for by Kleinfeld.

Won't even let you

put your hand in your pocket.

Always sneakin' off, payin' the waiter.

But he has that bad drinker face.

His eyes are gettin' beadier

and beadier these days.

Should have seen it coming.

Don't stop. Please don't stop.

Look at that move.

You're gonna let this f***in' goombah

paw your woman like that?

They're just dancin'.

Don't you appreciate that,

the movement, the rhythm?

What I don't appreciate,

he's got his f***ing hands all over her ass.

He don't have his hands over her ass.

I believe those are her hips.

Look at the shithead.

These wise guys think

they're so hard-assed.

I am so sick of hoods like that...

...coming into my office, my office...

...thinkin' they can push me around.

You should tell him what you think.

Why hold somethin' like that inside?

Why not get something like that

off your chest?

- It's a terrible thing to carry around.

- I will.

- I think you should.

- I will.

See how interested

he's gonna be in your comments.

What're you doin'?

- Are you outta your mind?

- What's that?

- Yeah, you, wop.

- Me?

- You, spaghetti-dick.

- Wait. Okay, okay.

- I'm talking to you. Yeah, you.

- You're talkin' to me?

- Just ignore him. He's drunk.

- What'd he say?

Sit down!

- Who does he think he is?

- No problem.

Come on. Let's have a drink.

Come on, everybody.

- Can you believe this loser?

- Let's go back to the table.

- People have no sense of humor.

- Let's go.

I was just fooling around.

I'd never let anything happen.

Carlito and me, we take care of each other.

He knows. Right, kid?

Come on.

You're a beautiful woman.

You don't get seasick on boats, do you?

- No, I don't.

- Good.

Just asking 'cause of our little boat trip

tomorrow night.

Just drop it.

Just tryin' to cover all the bases.

It's comin' up, you know.

You two going somewhere?

No big deal. Just a little boat ride.

Why don't you just let it go?

It's dull what you're doin'.

- What's the problem?

- It's just f***in' dull.

I'm just askin' a simple question.

What's the matter?

You're actin' like an a**hole.

If a guy's goin' on a boat, you wanna know

if he gets seasick. It could be important.

What boat?

What boat are you talking about?

What boat, Charlie?

If you ever talk that sh*t again

in front of her, I'm gonna kill you.

What's the matter with him?

I don't like him.

- Didn't like him the minute I met him.

- You're just not listenin' to me.

All right.

So what is this boat thing then?

What is that a**hole

manipulating you into? Tell me.

Just helpin' him out with something,

that's all. I owe him.

You owe him?

He's a f***ing cokehead!

I can't believe you hang around

with that guy.

He's sick.

He's gonna get you killed,

or sent back to prison.

He saved my life!

So now you have to pay him with it?

Jesus Christ, Charlie,

you give me this whole song and dance...

...about how you're out of that sh*t,

but you're not.

Song and dance? What does that mean,

"song and dance"?

You're not.

Where'd you get that? From what?

- Why'd you drag me into this?

- Drag you into what?

Why'd you make me believe all the crap

about Bahamas and paradise?

I feel ridiculous!

'Cause you haven't changed!

You haven't changed a bit!

What the f*** are you tryin' to tell me?

That my gettin' out is just some bullshit

fantasy trip I'm layin' on you?

Is that what you're sayin'?

How could you say that?

How can you say that

when you know how close I am?

How could you say those words to me?

I gotta do this, just this one thing,

and then I'm out.

- I owe Dave.

- You don't owe him sh*t!

You think you do. That's the problem.

- That's why nobody like you gets out.

- You're not listening.

Everything you learned

in the neighborhood...

...won't do anything but get you killed!

How do you know what I learned

in my neighborhood?

This is stupid what you say.

I know how this dream ends.

It isn't in paradise.

It ends with me carrying you

into Sutton Emergency Room...

...at 3:
00 a.m.

And standing there...

...crying like an idiot...

...while your shoes fill with blood

and you die.

- You won't listen to me...

- 'Cause you're bullshitting me!

You're not listening to me!

Dave is my friend.

I owe him.

That's...

...who I am.

That's what I am, right or wrong.

I can't change that!

Whatever he wants you to do...

...don't do it.

For me, please, don't do it.

Please.

Just don't do it.

That's the last time I wipe up your blood!

Came the big night,

and right away I didn't like it.

Kleinfeld was coked out of his mind...

...the flaps of his nose, all red and swollen.

Bad start, Jack.

- What's with the extra guy?

- This is one of Tony's sons, Frankie.

- It's Frank.

- Whatever.

- What is with the extra guy?

- Excuse me, is this your boat?

Then shut the f*** up.

I thought I needed help, I brought help.

We'll take the La Guardia side

through the Sound.

Take the wheel when we pick up Tony.

Carlito, you help me fish him out.

- It's Frank.

- Whatever. Cast her off.

- What's that?

- Untie the f***in' rope, spic! Come on!

This guy a friend of yours?

Yeah, he's a friend of mine.

He's a f***ing cockroach.

All right now, take it easy.

I see the buoy.

You see it? Where?

Slow. I can't see a f***in' thing.

- It's right there.

- Did you hear what I just said?

Would you slow down?

You're gonna run him over.

Where you goin'?

Jesus, f***, you passed him! You idiot!

Frankie boy, hold on.

You come up on the fly deck with me.

We can't back it up from down here.

Up here! Come on!

Come on, follow me. This way.

Help!

Come here! Come back!

Get outta the f***in' way!

I can't see a goddamn thing.

Over here!

You missed me! Over here!

You see that light right there?

Yeah, the light.

Just keep the bow pointed

straight at that light.

- Can you manage that?

- I got the light.

Here!

- Come on.

- Over here.

Help!

Okay, got him! Stop it!

I got him! Stop it!

- Hurry up!

- Okay, come on.

Help me!

- You got him?

- I got him.

Take the wheel. We're starting to turn.

I got him. Tony, grab a rail!

Help me!

Help me.

You tell me how it feels...

...with the f***in' eels

and the f***in' crabs...

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