For the Love of Money Page #2

Right, well, nobody says anything.

Yeah, oh, and now?

Oh, yeah, listen.

Now he has his friends

putting things on his tab.

Yeah, and Tommy? Tommy walks

around here like he owns the place.

What you saying about me?

Hey, you think I need some

b*tch telling me about my tab?

Put this on my f***ing tab!

F*** you!

Tommy! What the f*** is this?

It's that b*tch you married.

What the f*** did you just say?

You heard me.

You know where the f***

you are, man?

I'll f***ing kill you, man!

Son of a b*tch.

You come into my f***ing bar and

you talk to my wife like that?

You think you can f***ing talk

like that to me?

I'll f***ing kill you, man.

Get off me!

Hold him!

Who the f*** do you think

you are, huh?

Get up, motherf***er! Get up!

Nobody knew why, and it

didn't make whole lot of sense,

but Abe would live.

It was some sort of miracle.

You're up.

I need some water.

How you feeling?

Like I was hit by a truck.

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

- Yeah.

For what?

I'm the one who got Tommy

all pissed off.

You know, but I... I couldn't

just sit there, you know.

He was...

Hey, Tommy would've popped

over anything last night.

You did the right thing.

Sometimes doing the right thing

lands you in a pile of trouble.

Sometimes you come

out smelling like a rose.

Doesn't matter.

What matters is doing what

you think is right.

I don't know.

You know, it's just weird...

'Cause I didn't think.

I just did.

Keep listening to your gut,

little bro.

It'll never lie to you.

Yoni!

No way.

My God, Yoni!

Little brother!

I missed you.

Look at you.

You're huge.

Nah.

Come on, sit down, join me.

Come on.

You want anything to eat,

anything to drink? Huh?

Nah, nah, I'm good.

Man, they got great Shwarma here.

No really, I'm good.

- So where you been?

Well, I've been busy, man.

I've been busy. Lots of opportunities.

That's good, that's good.

Hey, you got a light?

Hey, you're Levi Cohen, aren't you?

Do I know you?

No, but you will.

I'm Detective Martz.

Come on.

Let's go.

Come on.

Hey. Hey!

You're under arrest for the robbery

of the Commercial Bank of Tel Aviv.

What's going on?

- Don't worry about it.

I'll be out by tomorrow.

Take him.

Levi!

Yoni, go home.

Makes you wonder

what Levi was thinking

having lunch across the street

from the bank he'd robbed.

He'd have 10 long years

to think about that.

Yoni, on the other hand,

was a teenager.

And like all teenagers,

every day seemed

like an eternity.

So little by little,

we went back

to the way things were.

Those are the girls

from last week.

Oh, It is?

Let's go talk to 'em.

Okay. Um, give me a second.

I gotta take a piss. Be right back.

Hey, you better hurry up or,

uh, they'll both be mine, ahee.

You wish.

Hey, Ringo.

Hey.

Hi.

Nice to see you again.

How have you been?

Right back.

One minute.

That's a message from Tommy!

Izek.

Izek. Izek, you all right?

You all right?

What happened?

What happened?

Who were they?

The problems with Tommy spelled the

beginning of the end for my Monte Carlo.

Even with Tommy in jail,

we decided to close

the casino and sell the bar.

Mom would stay behind

to handle the sale,

but Jacob and Abe would go

to Los Angeles.

They wanted to plant

some roots,

then send for the rest of us...

Except for me.

After my run-in at the beach,

we decided I should head West

with my brothers,

to the land of opportunity.

#Steppenwolf'S

"Magic carpet ride"#

#I like to dream#

The city of angels

was everything I'd dreamt

it would be.

I just wished Yoni

was there to see it all.

The palm trees, the beautiful

people, the cool cars.

L.A. was home for the

big dreamers.

It was where I belonged.

I started Hollywood High

in the fall of 1973,

but it didn't take me long

to figure out

that knowing the address of

Gettysburg

was not gonna be the key

to my success.

So I got a job.

Izek, can you make a pass?

Yeah. Sure thing.

#Fantasy will set you free#

#Close your eyes, girl#

#Look inside, girl#

#Let the sound take you away#

Even at 16, I knew I wanted it all,

and from the looks of it,

there were ways of getting

there other being a gangster.

The business sold back home,

and we bought a house on

Crescent Heights.

We were slowly getting our piece

of the American dream.

Bye, sweetie.

- Okay, Ma.

But! Wanted more.

#On a magic carpet ride#

#You don't know#

#What we can see#

#Why don't you tell

your dreams to me#

So, you say this place

is for your uncle, huh?

Yeah.

Solomon didn't believe

a word of it,

but he had first and last month's

rent on a long-term vacancy,

so what did he care?

Hey, here you go.

Hello, young man.

Mr. Solomon, how are you?

I'm gonna make you a lot of money.

Money. I like money.

Now, listen to me.

There's this Korean couple,

and they want to buy this place.

They figure if a kid can do it...

Really?

$25,000.

You in?

I would net $15, 000.

It might as well have been

a million.

I'm in.

I'm in.

Attaboy. Congratulations.

Thank you.

Do me a favor. Gimme

something to eat.

Of course.

Solomon wasted no time

finding me another place.

And when that one started

posting numbers,

buyers were lining up.

The third restaurant

would be my last.

I wanted to work with cars,

and this great mechanic I knew

had just moved to L.A.

Oh, this is great.

You're gonna beat McDonalds

at their own game.

Thanks.

You got backup?

Yeah, this is, uh...

Perfect.

This is my cousin Yoni.

What's his name?

Yoni.

Yoni?

Do me a favor.

Don't ever tell me how old you are.

You did good.

Good.

Hell, I hope you're as good with cars

as you are with burgers.

Better.

Let me give you a tip.

If it floats, flies, or fucks...

Rent it.

Otherwise buy it.

Buy it?

Buy it.

You've been good to me,

Mr. Solomon.

I have, haven't I?

I've been very good to you.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Go to work.

#Blondies "Call me"#

#Color me your color, baby#

Hey, Yoni.

- Yeah?

Having trouble

with the old pipe, huh?

Ah, I'm not falling for that one again.

Ah, come on. You're taking

all the fun out of it.

Hey.

- Huh?

I have to go home early

tomorrow.

Hot date?

Ah, not exactly hot.

So what?

I'm, uh, meeting Talia's parents.

Get the f*** out of here.

Oh, it's getting serious.

Yeah, I guess it is.

You never know.

She could be the future Mrs. Cohen.

Pass me the wrench, Romeo.

Romeo, Romeo,

Where have you been, Romeo?

Hey. Can I help you?

Yeah. I can't get my hood open.

Can you do something with it?

Yeah, sure.

I'm Izek.

Hi.

Uh.

SORRY ABOUT THAT.

Okay, so, let's see

what's going on here.

Yeah.

Ah...

So.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I can... I can take care

of this for you, no problem.

Yoni?

Yeah.

Didn't get your name.

what's your name?

Aline.

Nice accent.

Thank you.

Aline.

What's up, Romeo?

Hey, Yoni, can you open

this hood for me?

Yeah.

Take your time.

It'll take about half an

hour, something like that.

Oh, okay.

You want something

to drink, maybe?

Maybe.

Okay.

I know a place

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