Family Business Page #3

Ask him about the downside,

the couple of years you sit in the cage...

...then spend the rest

of your life hiding it.

Anybody who's embarrassed about

doing time is a goddamned snob.

You do your time nice, don't rat

anybody out, never take it in the ass...

...what is there to be

embarrassed about?

Vito, somewhere your values

got screwy.

When did you get it in your head

that it was so terrible to be a thief?

How do you get through to someone

who thinks like a Gypsy?

- Right. Standup thieves, Gypsies.

- Right.

Not a hypocritical bone in their bodies.

Hey, Margie.

- You made bail.

- Thanks to my grandson Adam here.

- And my wonderful son Vito.

- How do you do?

It's nice to know you, Adam. Hi.

Vito? Margie.

So how are the accommodations

at the tombs these days?

- Three-star? Four-star?

- I'll survive.

There was never any question

about that.

But did the other prisoners survive?

What about the poor guards?

I don't go on for 15 minutes.

Can I buy you guys a drink?

- No, we'll take a rain check.

- Oh, man talk.

- Okay, see you later.

- Okay.

- Listen, we still on for tonight?

- Yeah, sure.

It was very nice meeting you.

Jessie, are you involving

Adam in something?

- Just the safest, sweetest deal of my life.

- All right, stop right there...

And he's not involving me,

it's my idea.

- Your idea?

- My idea. That's right.

Adam, what are you talking about?

I'm talking about a lot of money, Pop.

And it's not even dangerous.

- Lf it's against the law, it's dangerous.

- No, no, this is a walk.

- And it just needs a third guy.

- Needs a third guy, huh?

Are you crazy? I spent my life

thieving with my father...

...and now I'm gonna thieve

with my son? Crazy.

Must be a full moon

I don't know about.

Tell me, what is it

with these criminal genes?

Jesus, Vito. Don't get started

with that criminal-gene crap.

Carnegie, Rockefeller. Those are

the guys with criminal genes...

...the size of f***ing grapefruits.

You never really bought

that honesty sh*t.

You've just been running scared

for 25 years.

I'm scared for him.

I'm not a baby.

Let me be scared for me.

If they catch you,

they lock you up. Listen.

I learned long ago

it's not safe to be a thief.

- You wanna get safe?

- Yeah, I wanna get safe.

Go sit in one of your walk-in

refrigerators for the rest of your life.

Who put it in your head that

being safe is what life is all about?

- I'm too young to play it safe.

- And me too.

This is f***ing cuckoo.

- Can I get another one?

- Give him two.

Adam, let me get this straight. You'll

jeopardize your whole life for money?

- For money?

- Yeah.

If it was money I wanted, I'd think

about the wholesale meat business.

Well, that was unfair.

You know I hate the meat business.

I broke my ass to give you

what he never gave me.

- I never asked you for anything.

- You never had to.

You had everything a kid ever wanted.

You didn't even need a scholarship.

I could have paid for your college twice.

- Without blinking.

- Pop.

This whole thing

has nothing to do with money.

You've never understood me,

you still don't.

- You're not doing this.

- I'm doing it.

Whether you come or not.

Whether he comes or not.

You wanna know something?

There's nothing you can do about it.

- Nothing I can do?

- Right.

There's nothing I can do?

Vito.

That won't get you anywhere.

Here.

Leave a 20. I don't want Doheny

telling people I raised a cheapskate.

Come on. Hey! We got a deadline!

Let's go, man.

Vito! Jesus, it's still dark out.

You know, it's the early worm

gets caught.

If it's about bail money, Jessie,

I'm about tapped out.

I got work to do.

I got bigger fish to fry

than a few bucks bail money.

- Oh, yeah?

- But first of all...

...who the hell smacks

a 23-year-old in public?

Punish him if you really

lose your temper, Vito.

But not a slap.

Look, Adam and I are meeting

at the weekend with a third guy...

...for this score.

You've got till then to decide.

No, there's nothing to decide.

If anything happens to Adam...

This is why you should come along.

Blood, Vito, blood.

And it's the kind of work you do to a turn.

He's going anyway, you heard him.

- He'll find two other guys.

- But you could talk him out of it.

- I doubt it.

- Try.

I'm not gonna try something

I don't believe in.

- Why not?

- It's as sweet for me as it is for Adam.

It's your choice.

I have another guy lined up, he's not

as good as you, but he's good enough.

Who?

- You've got till the weekend.

- Wait a minute, who?

Who?

- Who?

- Johnny Hunt.

Johnny Hunt.

Well, you remember. His kid brother

got shot robbing a bank.

- Johnny Hunt!

- He was never as bad as people said.

He was a weasel 30 years ago,

he's still a weasel.

People get a bum rap sometimes.

Johnny Hunt is a hell of a crib man.

- He stinks, Jessie.

- I think you're wrong.

But I wanted to give you

the shot at it.

Jessie! Jessie! The guy stinks.

- So, what's the story with Torres?

- I checked the carton...

...he packed for Jimmy's Tavern.

- I knew it.

It was marked for 20 pounds of

short ribs and 30 pounds of chop.

There were three fillets in it.

About an $80 difference.

You give the kid every break you can.

- What do you wanna do?

- Send him in.

Tommy, he sticks a boning knife

in his belt, you buzz me.

All right.

All right.

That f***ing kid. Listen...

Figure out what we owe Torres

as of yesterday afternoon.

- Stealing?

- Yeah.

- Two-forty, gross.

- What good is gross gonna do me?

You were a lot nicer boss when

we used to get laid once in a while.

- The usual 12 fictitious dependents.

- Come on, how much?

enough sex these days.

It wasn't meant to last.

There's a saying...

"You don't crap where you eat."

Listen to 20 years in the world of

commerce from the female point of view:

Every guy who told you that

banged his bookkeeper.

- How much was it?

- One seventy-eight and 30 cents.

Yeah, come on.

- Tommy says you wanted to see me?

- Here's your pay through yesterday.

Today's money goes toward

the meat you robbed.

Be out in five minutes

or I'll break your f***ing legs.

Robbing? Me, man?

Wanna open up the boxes

for Jimmy's Tavern?

Go ahead. Go ahead, open them up.

Man, how am I gonna live

on the sh*t wages you paying?

Where'd you come to borrow money

when your baby had pneumonia, Julio?

Where? We treated you

like family here, right?

Well, you just better hope

your family all stay healthy.

- What did you say?

- I said you take...

You busted my nose, man.

- You working for a maniac, lady.

- Come on, go.

He busted my beak over a piece of meat.

Is this what's called a midlife crisis?

Goodbye and God bless you,

Danny Doheny.

Come on. It'll make you

feel better, Mrs. Doheny.

If you're here to start

smacking me around again...

No. I'm sorry about that.

I apologize.

Accepted. Let's forget it.

I didn't expect to see you here.

Guy was serving us drinks

four days ago.

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