Goodfellas Page #8

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CAMERA TRACKS to the backroom which WE SEE is filled with

racks of clothes, boxed television sets, new toaster ovens

and stereos. WE SEE MAN rolling racks of fur coats into

the room which looks like a discount store warehouse.

MAN:

(to Sonny)

Sonny, we got the coats.

SONNY:

(ignoring the man,

and to Henry)

You got any suits?

HENRY:

Not till Thursday.

SONNY:

(closing door to

backroom)

I need suits.

CUT TO:

HENRY, JIMMY, TOMMY, AND ASSORTED HOODS AND THEIR

GIRLFRIENDS:

are having a party. There are champagne buckets around the

table which is littered with steak and lobster dishes. The

table is a mess and everyone is laughing. WE SEE HENRY

look at his watch and look at the lounge's entrance.

HENRY (V.O.)

For us to live any other way was

nuts. To us, those goody-good people

who worked shitty jobs for bum

paychecks, who took the subway to

work every day and worried about

their bills, were dead. They were

suckers. They had no balls. If we

wanted something, we just took it.

If anyone complained twice, they

got hit so bad they never complained

again. It was routine. You didn't

even think about it.

CUT TO:

DOORWAY or BAMBOO LOUNGE WE SEE FRENCHY MCMAHON, a beefy

man in a leather wind-breaker, enter.

WE SEE HENRY get up and go over to greet him.

CUT TO:

THE BAR:

HENRY and FRENCHY embrace.

FRENCHY is still wearing his Air France cargo worker's -

coveralls under his leather jacket and WE SEE the "Air

France" logo and the name "Frenchy" in script over the

coverall's breast pocket.

FRENCHY:

(trying to whisper

above the din)

It's all there. I can get you past

the alarms and I can get the key.

WE SEE HENRY torn to table and wave at JIMMY to join the

at the bar.

CUT TO:

THE TABLE:

WE SEE JIMMY get up and go to the bar.

WE SEE TOMMY at the table with SONNY BAMBOO, the owner,

hovering around. SONNY BAMBOO is holding a thick sheaf of

bills. WE SEE SONNY timidly approach TOMMY by whispering

in his ear. In the BG, WE ALSO SEE the face of a terrified

WAITER.

TOMMY:

(putting his arm

around Sonny's

shoulder)

It's okay. Put it on the tab.

SONNY:

(whispering with

fear a11 over his

face)

Tommy, it's not just this. Tommy,

please. It's seven grand here.

WE SEE TOMMY just stare menacingly at SONNY.

SONNY:

(he started, he

might as well finish)

Tommy, I need the money, Tommy,

please. I owe the world.

TOMMY:

(leaping from the

table in a rage)

You Sonofabitch f***. Are you

calling me a deadbeat? The money

I spent here? Embarrassing me in

front of my friends. You miserable

f***.

(turning to his

pals)

Can you believe this bastard?

(back to a terrified

Sonny)

Ungrateful f***! I oughta break

your f***ing legs!

WE SEE SONNY BAMBOO flee toward his office, with TOMMY

making a half-hearted gesture to follow, but instead, he

walks over and joins HENRY, JIMMY and FRENCHY at the bar.

He is smiling.

FRENCHY:

(to Tommy)

Hey, Tommy. Have a drink.

INT. BACKROOM - CABSTAND - DAY

WE SEE SONNY BAMBOO meekly seated at table facing PAUL

VARIO. HENRY is standing behind SONNY BAMBOO for support.

VARIO:

(groaning)

If you knew those f***ing kids.

They're nuts. Especially that Tommy.

What am I going to do with them?

SONNY:

(sweating)

But I'm worried. I'm hearing all

kinds of things. Paulie. You know

me all my life. I've always done

the right thing.

VARIO:

You think that matters? You think

they give a sh*t about anything?

The little bastards.

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