Find Me Guilty Page #4

- Nick, see-

- Now, now, listen to me.

This is my f***in' life on the line.

I gotta be sure. It looks

to me like he's hurting us.

- I'm separating him from the case.

- It's-It's not up to you.

- You wanna bet?

- Don't get stupid on me, Nick.

I'm a lot of things.

Stupid ain't one of them.

Have a good day, counselor.

Hey, Mickey. Aw.

You hungry?

Huh?

Thank you, Your Honor.

Mr. Juarez, is this

the agreement that you signed?

- Yes, sir.

- Now, Mr. Juarez...

you're here as a witness as part of a plea-bargain

agreement with the government, correct?

Yes, sir. I got busted.

And I was facing 40 years, so I flipped.

Regarding your narcotics sales...

you split the proceeds from those

transactions with Mr. DiNorscio.

- That's right.

- And how was Nick Calabrese involved?

I heard-

I heard he always got his cut.

- Objection. Hearsay.

- Sustained.

Just your personal

experience, Mr. Juarez.

- Did you ever meet Mr. Calabrese in person?

- Once.

I was at a birthday party forJackie's

daughter, and he was there.

Jackie told me who Nick really was.

Why would Mr. DiNorscio confide in you?

Jackie and me,

we used to party together a lot.

We were doing coke.

We'd get high and...

when we had broads,

Jackie liked to nail 'em two at a time.

Thank you, Mr. Juarez.

- Mr. DiNorscio.

- You know, not for nothing,Judge...

but I thought this was the RICO Act,

not the Puerto Rico Act.

How you doing, pal?

Now, Octavio, let's be honest here.

- You and me, we did a lot of jobs together, right?

- Right.

You remember that one with Diego?

I sure do.

- Mind tellin' us about it?

- No you-you tell them.

- Tell the jury.

- No, you tell them.

I can't tell, Octavio.

I got my lawyer hat on.

Besides, if I tell it,

they're gonna think I'm bragging.

Well, you walk in...

and when their coke was on the table

next to our money...

- you pull a gun.

- And then what?

Diego says, "You only got

six shots in that thing...

- and there is seven of us. "

- And?

I'll never forget it.

You said, "How about

if I shoot the six of you...

and strangle

the seventh motherf***er?"

- And we walk out, right?

- With the money and the coke.

Now, Octavio, have you ever-

I don't think anyone has-

- have you ever heard me try to deny me using cocaine?

- No way.

No, of course not.

I wouldn't deny using cocaine ever.

I loved it.

In fact, did you bring any?

What did he say?

I didn't hear the punch line.

The main point was to tie

Calabrese toJackie. We got that.

And, Peter,

call Manhattan Correctional.

- F***in'Jackie's got himself set up like he was at a hotel.

- Okay.

- Tell 'em I don't want him too comfortable.

- Got it.

Hey,Jackie.

How was court today, man?

- I killed 'em again.

- Good.

- Jesse, where's my lounger?

- The word come down,Jackie. You live like everybody else.

Yeah, but I can't- I can't sleep

layin' down. I gotta sleep half sitting.

Tough tittie,Jackie Dee.

Them's the conditions which prevail.

Hey,Jesse, you know my back!

How the hell am I

supposed to sleep,Jess?

Aw,you'll figure it out.

Mr. Bellman, how did you

come to know Mr. DiNorscio?

Uh, when I got paroled,

I had no job, no money, nothing.

And a friend of mine

hooked me up with Jackie.

I lived with him

in Florida for a while.

And what was your

relationship with him?

I was a gofer. I, uh, I drove him around,

picked up guns for him...

and I gave rides to his friends, and, uh,

I brought messages back and forth...

from him and some of

these defendants here.

And did you ever see

any drug transactions take place?

I was there when they were

cuttin' up the money.

And to the best of your knowledge,

how was that money distributed?

Uh, me and Jackie got a share.

Jimmy theJew got his.

I mean, uh,Jimmy Katz.

And, uh, of course the boss,

Nick Calabrese, got the big cut.

Did you witness this?

Jackie and Jimmy, yes.

- Not Nick.

- Move to strike as hearsay.

Sustained.

Strike the reference to Mr. Calabrese.

And when did your relationship

with Mr. DiNorscio end?

Well, you see,Jackie started

gettin' nutty from all the coke.

One Christmas, he wanted me

to get chickens to cook for a party.

I got tired of runnin'

errands for him.

When I didn't get the chickens,

he threw me out of the house.

That's the last I saw of him.

Thank you, Mr. Bellman.

Your witness.

Now, tell the truth, Harry.

Isn't the real reason

I threw you out of that house...

'cause I refused sexual

advances from you to me?

- What? Objection!

- Sustained.

Now, Harry, isn't it true that the guys

in jail used to call you Mary?

- Objection.

- No, that's not true!

Sustained. Mr. DiNorscio.

I warned you.

Harry, when you got out of prison...

isn't it true you didn't

have a dime to your name?

Didn't I take you in?

Didn't I treat you good?

- And this is how you pay me back, by rattin'?

- You treated me like dirt.

You come here and you say that I committed

these crimes after I treated you like a brother.

- Didn't I feed you?

- Yeah, I feed my dogs too.

Look, Harry, how could this jury be sure you're

telling the truth about me breaking the law...

when half the time you were

high from shootin' drugs?

- Objection.

- That's a lie.

Mr. DiNorscio. You have to prove

that statement before you try to use it.

I will,Judge.

Come on, Harry.

Roll up your sleeve.

Show the needle marks to thejury.

- Hey, stay away from me. Stay a-

- Come on, Harry.

Stay away.

That Christmas...

wasn't the real reason

I threw you out of that house...

'cause I woke up one morning and

caught you tryin' to give me a blow job?

Mr. DiNorscio.!

- Isn't that the truth, Harry?

- Come on,Jackie. Look at yourself. You kidding me?

I'm not kidding you.

I see the way you look at me.

I know what's on your mind.

You wanna suck on this

instead for a while?

Mr. DiNorscio should be

held in contempt of court.

Remove the jury!

Lunch. Two hours.

Jackie,Jackie. What a f***in'job

you're doin; man.

- You're wearing 'em out. Keep it up. Love you, baby.

- All right.

Ben. Ben.

Can you do me a favor?

I don't think so.

Why?

What the hell did I do?

Two ladies on the jury were looking at you

as if they wouldn't pick you up with tongs.

I can't let my client

be affected by your behavior.

You damn well better control

yourself or you're on your own.

Okay, okay, I got it.

Can you help me out, Ben?

What is it?

I wanna have lunch with the fellas.

Every day my marshals take me

down to the holding cell.

Technically,

you're still a prisoner,Jackie.

You think I don't know that?

Ben, Ben. I asked them this morning

if I could have lunch with the fellas.

I grew up with most of them.

By now they're family.

If it's okay with your marshals,

it's okay with me.

- Hey!

- Hey,Jackie.

You guys save any for me? Huh?

Hiya, Nick.

What are you doing here?

You eat downstairs in the holding cell.

No, my marshal said it was okay

if I ate with you guys.

Nobody cleared it with me.

- I didn't know it had to be cleared with you, Nick.

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