Goodfellas Page #11
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- 1990
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KAREN:
(filled with alarm)
Button year shirt, quick! Hurry
HENRY buttons his shirt as KAREN'S MOTHER comes to the
door.
KAREN:
Ma, this is my friend, Henry Hill.
MOTHER:
My daughter says you're half-Jewish?
EXT. COPACABANA - NIGHT
HENRY gives the keys and a rolled-up twenty-dollar bill to
the DOORMAN at the building across the street and steers
KAREN toward the Copa.
KAREN:
What're you doing? What about the
car?
HENRY:
(while pushing her
through the crowd
waiting to get in)
He watches it for me. It's better
than waiting at a garage.
HE SEE HENRY deftly steer KAREN away from the Copa's main
entrance and down the basement steps. A HUGE BODYGUARD,
eating a sandwich in the stairwell, gives HENRY a big
"Hello." WE SEE HENRY walk right through the basement
kitchen, which is filled with CHINESE and LATINO COOKS and
DISHWASHERS who pay no attention. KAREN is being dragged
along, open-mouthed, at the scene. HENRY starts up a stained
kitchen staircase through a pair of swinging doors and
suddenly KAREN sees she is inside the main room. The harried
MAITRE D' (he is surrounded by CUSTOMERS clamoring for
their tables) waves happily at HENRY and signals to a
CAPTAIN. WE SEE a table held aloft by TWO WAITERS wedging
their way toward the stage and plant the table smack in
front of what had until that moment been a ringside table.
As HENRY leads KAREN to their seat, she sees that he is
nodding and shaking hands with MANY of the OTHER GUESTS.
WE SEE HENRY quietly slip twenty-dollar-bills to the
WAITERS.
KAREN:
(sitting down)
You gave them twenty dollars each?
WE SEE the CAPTAIN approach with champagne.
CAPTAIN:
This is from Mister Tony, over
there.
HENRY:
Where, over there?
CAPTAIN:
Over there, over there.
KAREN watches HENRY turn around and wave at a 280-POUND
HOOD.
KAREN:
What do you do?
HENRY:
(toasting Karen and
clinking glasses)
I'm in construction.
KAREN:
(taking his hands)
They don't feel like you're in
construction.
HENRY turns to the stage where the lights begin to dim and
HENRY:
I'm a union delegate.
EXT. AIR FRANCE CARGO AREA - NIGHT
On loading platform HE SEE HENRY and TOMMY dressed in Air
France coveralls.
HENRY is carrying a large suitcase.
Suddenly WE SEE FRENCHY McMAHON come through a door, slip
HENRY a key and lead them back into the office area near
the entrance.
HENRY goes to the door marked "SECURITY AREA" that FRENCHY
points out and opens it with the key. HENRY and TOMMY go
inside.
CUT TO:
HENRY AND TOMMY:
coming out with the suitcase, close the door and walk right
past FRENCHY without saying a word.
INT. CABSTAND BACKROOM - NIGHT
WE SEE the suitcase open on the desk. WE SEE VARIO, JIMMY,
HENRY and TOMMY standing around, wreathed in smiles. HENRY
is counting stacks of cash, spreading them all over the
desk.
HENRY (V.O.)
Air France made me. We walked out
with four hundred and twenty
thousand dollars without a gun.
And we did the right thing.
HENRY counts up $420,000 and slides ten packages of $l00-
bills in front of VARIO who stands up and proudly kisses
HENRY on the cheek. JIMMY and TOMMY, both aglow with the
moment, look on. It is clear that HENRY has come of age.
CUT TO:
HENRY'S FACE
VARIO:
(to Henry)
It's a lot of money for a kid. If
anyone asks, just say you won it
shooting crap.
HENRY and KAREN are at a sun-drenched table after paper-
cup and paper-plate lunch where HENRY is trying to pay
cash.
KAREN:
(touching Henry's
arm)
No. No. You've got to sign for
it.
WE SEE athletic YOUNG MEN and WOMEN in white clothe*
carrying tennis and squash rackets walk by. One young man,
BRUCE, says hello to KAREN. She introduces him to HENRY.
CUT TO:
KAREN:
(after Bruce walks
on)
CUT TO:
CHAMPAGNE:
being sent to table.
INT. NIGHTCLUB - NIGHT
CAMERA PANS to stage where WE SEE SINGER'S back and HENRY
and KAREN at a luxurious ringside table with linen, silver,
and crystal.
KAREN (V.O.)
One night Billy Daniels sent us
champagne. There was nothing like
it. I didn't think that there was
anything strange in any of this --
you know, a twenty-one-year-old
kid with such connections.
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