Carlito's Way Page #8

...comin' outta your f***in' eyes!

What the f*** you doin'?

- Now, drown, you guinea bastard!

- Get the f*** off!

Help me get Frankie.

You killed us, Dave. You killed us.

My God.

Come on, Frankie.

Your daddy's waitin' for ya.

Come on!

Take an end, for Christ's sake.

We're fallin' out of position.

We're gonna stand you up

and say good night.

Get him on the other side.

One, two, three.

There's a line you cross

you don't never come back from.

Point of no return.

Dave crossed it. I'm here with him.

That means I'm goin' along for the ride,

the whole ride...

...all the way to the end of the line,

wherever that is.

I had to do it.

He never would've let me live.

I know, you're pissed.

I'm gonna throw in another $10,000.

I'm gonna send over the whole $60,000

in cash tomorrow. All right?

It's gonna look like the kid tried to spring

the old man, boat flipped, they drowned.

Maybe they got their heads split

by a scow or barge just for good measure.

This is never gonna come back to us.

Trust me.

- You ripped him off, didn't you?

- Who?

Tony T. You did take the million dollars,

didn't you?

Yeah.

You ain't a lawyer no more, Dave.

You're a gangster now.

You're on the other side.

Whole new ball game.

You can't learn about it in school,

and you can't have a late start.

Don't worry about me.

One more thing.

We're even.

- Let's get a drink.

- Say it!

We're even.

We're even.

We ain't never gonna sell these tickets...

...whackin' a boss and his kid.

These Italians, I work with 'em, I know 'em.

They will read this one

with their eyes closed.

I gotta keep movin'.

Most people will.

You get old enough...

...you remember a reason

why everybody wants to whack you.

You believe 'em all...

...but you know somebody's gotta be lyin'.

Or maybe they're all lyin'.

When you can't see the angles no more,

you're in trouble, baby.

You're in trouble.

There's a Patrolman Williams on the line.

Put him on.

Mr. Kleinfeld? This is Patrolman Williams.

We're down here at your garage.

Your license plate is DK 777?

Yeah. Is there a problem?

Somebody tried to steal your Mercedes.

There was an accident.

- There was an accident?

- Yeah.

- Is it badly damaged?

- I'm afraid so.

I'll be right down.

I'll be ten minutes. Come on.

Mr. Taglialucci says to hold that for him!

Wait up.

I can't talk. I have an appointment.

You were right about Kleinfeld.

He's a bad guy.

- Me and him are finished.

- I can't talk. I'll call you, okay?

Slow down. What is it?

- Am I on the outs with you? Is that it?

- Yeah.

That's crazy. What's wrong with you?

I have a lot on my mind.

Can we please talk later?

I just wanted you to know

you were right about Kleinfeld.

- I'm sorry if you're upset.

- I gotta go.

I have a doctor's appointment.

- What's the matter? You sick?

- No, I'm late.

- We'll take a cab. What's wrong?

- No, Charlie, I'm late! I'm late!

- You mean you...

- Not for long, okay?

What does that mean?

I'm not gonna have a kid

who's not gonna have a father.

We gotta talk about this.

- Mr. Brigante, my name is Duncan.

- Oh, my God.

I'm here to escort you to Mr. Norwalk

in the District Attorney's office.

I got nothin' to say to him

unless I'm under arrest.

Mr. Norwalk has a tape

he'd like to play for you.

Unless I'm under arrest, I ain't goin'

anywhere, especially without my lawyer.

Mr. Kleinfeld took a knife in the chest

at 2:
00 this afternoon.

I advise you to come with us.

We may be the only friends you've got.

I'm going, too.

Kleinfeld's lucky to be alive.

We're holding him at East Side Hospital.

We want his ass healthy

when we send it upstate.

You're sendin' him upstate? What for?

David Kleinfeld became a very big fish

while you were gone.

Even bigger than you. He's dirty.

Money laundering, jury tampering, bribery.

We've been after him for some time now.

I don't know nothin' about that, so...

There's a lot you don't know.

Bill, you got no case here.

You know it and I know it.

Chances are, you won't even

get an indictment.

Wanna try your luck?

Look, let's not both waste our time.

You said maybe I could help myself.

- You're not taping this, are you?

- Gimme a little credit.

All right. I thought of something

you might want.

You get off me, I'll help you put

Carlito Brigante back inside.

Brigante? For what?

After he got out, he started coming to

my office and making a lot of phone calls.

I found out he was back with Rolando

Rivas, his old partner, dealin' coke.

And I'm talkin' serious numbers.

Would you testify to that?

Absolutely.

We don't believe him.

Word on the street is you've been clean

since you came out of prison.

Kleinfeld's the one we're after.

He was right. I'd never get

an indictment with what I had.

But now, with your help...

...we can put this filth away

for a long time.

Hermano...

...we know about Tony T.

Who's Tony T.?

Yeah, right.

His body popped up in the East River

yesterday, and his kid, Frankie's.

Somebody was trying

to bust Tony outta prison.

I don't know these people you mentioned.

I don't know them.

Tony T. had another son

besides Frankie, Vincent.

Seems Vincent went crazy

after those bodies popped up.

Let it out all over the street

that Kleinfeld set up that prison break...

...then killed his father and his brother.

We aren't saying you were

on that boat too.

But knowing your relationship

with Kleinfeld, that's a good possibility.

Don't you think, hermano?

I don't like boats.

All right, here's the deal.

If you were on that boat,

and I know goddamn well you were...

...testify against Kleinfeld

for first-degree murder.

You'll receive complete immunity and

a couple airline tickets to the Bahamas.

You wanna get even with Kleinfeld?

Here it is on a silver platter.

I would love to help you, but I can't.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't know these people.

I don't know what you're sayin'...

Let me tell you somethin',

Mr. Convicted Dope Peddler...

...if we can guess you were on that boat,

how long before the Italians do, too?

What if they get to Kleinfeld?

They can twist his arm.

You think he won't give you up?

Think again!

You don't owe Kleinfeld nothing.

The shyster tried to set you up.

Bury you, Jack.

That it?

I wanna hear from you by noon tomorrow.

You think you're gonna sail off

into the sunset, a**hole?

Think again.

You gotta do it.

They're giving you no choice.

You want out, go ahead.

You can turn around,

walk away, never look back.

I would understand. But I got a plan.

I got a way outta this.

Pull over here, please.

- What's going on?

- Just wait five minutes.

- Where are you going?

- Wait here five minutes.

What is that?

Tickets on an overnight train to Miami.

Nobody's gonna look for us on the train.

We hit Miami, we catch a plane to Nassau.

- What about the club? Your money?

- F*** the club.

I already got $70,000 in a safe. My friend

in the islands can float us the rest.

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