Find Me Guilty Page #8

in the first place, come on.

- Did-You're funny.

- Let's go get some lunch.

You like peanut butter?

- What, are you starting again?

- No, I mean creamy or chunky.

- Some people like chunky.

- All right. Come on. Yes.

How come you're

losing weight and I'm gaining?

We're working the same case, same hours.

We eat the same lousy food.

Yours goes right through you,

and mine gets stored on my ass.

- You nearly got him, Sean.

- That's not good enough. Gotta take him out.

You know what I heard

one of the lady jurors say today?

She said he was cute.

Cute?

What the f***

is wrong with these people?

Does she have any idea how much

money these bastards cost her?

If a hammer and a nail are used

on her house, her daughter's apartment...

every f***in' thing is costing her more

because of these cute guys.

She sees a truck carrying concrete,

she's paying for it.

Garbage being picked up

at a restaurant, she's paying for it.

She buys perfume from France,

gloves from Italy...

she's paying more because

it came off a f***in' boat!

Not to mention, that they f***in'

kill people from time to time!

He's nervous.

Compagna's coming up.

And was it in November,

Agent Brandon...

- that your team planted bugs in that establishment?

- Yes.

Play the tape, please.

- Sometimes you guys amuse me.

- Uh, Mr. Kierney, hold on.

The, uh, court will take a temporary recess.

Mr. DiNorscio, I'd like

to see you in my chambers.

Yeah, come in.

Hey,Jackie.

- You hungry?

- No, I'm fine.

Come. Sit, please.

You're sure?

I could order out something.

I'm okay,Judge.

How about a, uh- a drink?

No,Judge.

Jackie, your, uh-

your mother.

My mother?

What about my mother,Judge?

Jackie, I've just been informed

that your mother passed away early this-

- Oh!

- I'm sor-

- Jackie, I'm so sorry,Jackie.

- No, no, no, please,Judge.

Jackie, is there anything I can do?

Mm-mmm.

I'd like to go to the funeral.

I can't. I-Jackie, I can't do that.

I- I don't have the power to release you

to attend the funeral.

Look,Jackie, you're the prisoner

of another jurisdiction.

They have to authorize it.

I'll tell you what. I'll callJudge Diamond.

I'll see what I can do.

It's too late.

Jackie, you got a visitor.

Yo, shut your traps and keep walking.

Where we going?

No smokin' here, ma'am.

Hiya, Bella.

Hiya.

I'm sorry,Jackie, but I heard...

about your mama.

Who'd you hear from?

Your sister called.

The funeral's on Friday.

She wants me to come.

Your mother and I,

we liked each other.

Yeah.

Well, uh, you want me to bring you

something? Your blue suit?

They're not gonna let me go.

They, uh- Thejudge said that

he couldn't let me out for the day.

Well, how can they do that?

She's your mother.

That's what I said.

You got a pencil or a pen or something?

I wanna stab somebody.

So help me God if I did,

I'd give it to you...

- but they strip-searched me before I came in here.

- They what?

- They strip-searched you?

- Yeah. Don't- It was a-

- Those sons a- No!

- It was a woman. Yes, a woman guard.

That's it. A woman guard did it.

At least I think it was a woman.

She had long hair and a big ass.

Christ, Bella, what I put you through.

Your my wife, for Christ's sake.

Was your wife.

Oh, that's right. I forgot.

Is there anyone I haven't f***ed over?

Not that I know of.

I can't believe you came to see me.

Why, after all I've done to you?

You did a lot of bad things.

But you did some good things too.

Like what?

You were good in the sack.

So were you.

Yeah? So why did you need

all those f***in' whores for?

Come on.

You're gonna start now, Bella?

What, I wasn't enough?

Did I ever turn you down?

Did I ever not give you what you wanted?

Even if it made me feel shitty afterwards.

- Bella, I'm a man. That's what men are supposed-

- F*** you!

That's what the DiNorscio men do.

I bet you couldn't even get it up if it was

just the two of us missionary style.

More, more, more. More broads,

more coke, more money.

More! Well, now you got more days in jail

than the rest of your f***in' life...

and you can't even get one of them back

to bury your f***in' mother.

No matter what I was doing,

I always loved you, Bella.

Yeah, well, it's too bad

your f***in' cock didn't know it.

- Well, it sort of has a life of its own.

- Oh!

Come on, Bella.

What the f*** we fightin' about?

We're fightin' about f***in'.

Time is fleeting, Bella.

Who knows?

Maybe I'm next in line.

Not you.

God left you a long time ago,

and the devil is scared of you.

He should be.

But you was never scared of me.

No, I never was.

That's why I liked you,

even when we was kids.

- There was nothing that ever scared you.

- Nothin'.

Oh, my God.

Time's up.

- What, were you watchin'?

- Let's go.

- All right, give me-

- Jackie,Jackie.

- I got it. Let's go.

- Come on.

Easy,Jackie.

- Move your ass.

- I got him. Come on,Jackie.

Keep it nice.

You want me to come back

and finish the job, lady?

So, why this meeting, Sean?

Your Honor, Ben...

obviously after 19 months,

I feel we've made a good case.

And after Compagna testifies

next week, I think we're home.

Despite that, I wanna offer a deal.

Not because I think

we're weak, I don't.

But we never know

what a jury will do.

My heart and soul are in this case.

I don't wanna risk

one of these guys walkin;

I'd rather offer less of a sentence now

than risk any of them walking.

I'm- I'm listening.

Okay, all your guys plead guilty.

Twenty for Nick and the Mascarpone

brothers. They're the ones I really want.

Seven and a half to 10 for

everybody else, except forJackie.

For him, five to run concurrent

with his present sentence.

And a contract for a new

late-night show at ABC.

That's as funny

as the rest of your offer.

- Ben, are you laughing at him or with him?

- How do you mean?

If you're laughing at him,

you're turning him down.

If you're laughing with him,

you're negotiating.

Let me talk to the guys.

So, that's their proposition.

- That's good news you're bringing, Ben.

- How do you mean?

Well, you don't get an offer if they think

they made their case. It's as simple as that.

That's usually the way it works,

but we got a big question mark here.

Your f***ing cousin,Jackie,

how is he gonna testify?

Is he gonna cry?

Is he gonna break their hearts?

It doesn't matter how he'll testify.

I'll destroy him.

Like you destroyed McQueen?

Come on,Jackie, everybody.

Please, leave your egos out of this.

It's a serious offer.

Go ahead, Frank.

There are 20 lawyers in this room

with what, over 300 years of experience?

Can one of you say

he hasn't been stunned?

Stunned?

Hell, knocked cockeyed with surprise...

at a verdict by a jury, raise your hand.

How would you vote, Frank?

My client is a sick guy

falling out ofbed at his own trial.

Seven and a half to 10. Out in four ifhe

doesn't get out sooner for medical reasons.

- I can't see how we can turn it down.

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