Kiss of Death Page #6

You mean, you'll lock us up

for the rest of our lives?

No. Only until

Udo makes his next mistake.

- Till he knocks somebody else off.

- Till he does anything.

Nick, he's a three-time loser now.

All we've got to do is catch him with a gun

on him, and we can send him up for life.

And suppose he don't make a mistake?

He didn't the last time.

You made the mistake. You had

a perfect case, and he beat you on it.

You couldn't even keep a tail on him.

He's nuts, and he's smarter than you are.

Well, sooner or later, he'll trip himself up.

They all do. Trust me, Nick.

I'm through trusting you, the police

or anybody but me.

There's only one way to get Udo,

and that's my way.

Even if you were right,

I couldn't take the responsibility.

I'm sorry, Nick.

You're under arrest.

On what charge?

You've gotta have a charge.

Violation of parole is enough.

Well, I... guess that's that.

That's better. It won't appear

on your record.

You came to us for protection.

I don't think we have

any tables tonight, Mr. Bianco.

- I'm not looking for a table.

Is Tommy Udo here?

- No.

Thanks. I'll see ya again.

I wouldn't come back if I was you.

- Remember me?

- Yes.

- I got a date here with Tommy Udo.

- Udo isn't here.

- That's okay. I'll come in and wait for him.

- Udo isn't here.

How do you do, Mr. Udo?

Hello. How are you?

- Hello?

- Mr. D'Angelo.

Nick, where are ya?

We got a general alarm out for ya.

Never mind that.

I found Tommy Udo.

- Yeah? Where is he?

- I told you we were gonna

play this my way.

Now, you listen to me. Udo's my job.

You keep out of this.

Take it easy, Mr. D'Angelo. The only reason

I'm calling is that I may need some help.

Now, get this:
I want you to come to

the 37th Precinct Police Station.

Bring some men with you from Homicide.

If my plan doesn't work,

I'll be calling you there.

- How long will it take you to get uptown?

- About 20 minutes, but, Nick...

I'll give you a half hour.

When you get to the police station...

sit tight and wait for my call.

- Hello.

- Oh, hello.

You are too late to eat, mister.

We close at 12:
00.

- I'm looking for Tommy Udo.

- He's not here.

Tell him Nick Bianco wants to see him.

You wait. I'll see if anyone

knows where he is.

- Hello, Tommy.

- Well, the big man. My pal.

- They tell me

you've been lookin' for me.

- I had to talk to you, Tommy.

- Go ahead. Talk. I'm listening.

- I'd like to talk to you...

not these characters.

- You crummy stoolie.

- Who asked you anything?

My pal wants to talk

to me. Go on. Beat it.

Okay, pal. What's on your mind?

- I gotta square myself with you, Tommy.

- There's nothin' to square.

You're my pal. You're smart too.

I didn't know how smart

till I saw you in court.

You fooled me,

and that takes a big man.

Yeah. A big man.

Okay. Play it straight, Tommy.

I squealed on you.

You've got a right to be sore.

- What are you gonna do about it?

- I ain't gonna do nothin'.

You did nothin' to me.

They acquitted me, didn't they?

We're goin' right on

bein' pals, you and me.

We're gonna have some fun together,

lots of fun, just like we used to.

You've got a wife and kids, ain't you, pal?

Yeah.

They're gonna have some fun too.

I'm gonna enjoy meetin' your family.

- Lay off of 'em, Tommy.

- Why? Huh?

Kids like to have fun.

We'll all have some fun together:

You and me and your wife...

and your kids.

- From now on, lots of fun.

- I'm telling you, lay off of 'em.

Is that all you've got to say to me?

Okay.

I thought you'd listen to reason,

but if it's trouble you're looking for...

you're gonna get it.

Leave me and my family alone,

or maybe I ain't through singing.

What of it, pal? I'm clean.

They can't try me twice on the same rap.

No. Not on the Larry Young job.

Maybe I know some other tunes.

When we were together,

you told me a lot of things.

You got your eyes full of smoke,

and you talk plenty...

just like the squirt that you are.

You talked your fool head off,

and I ain't forgetting any of it.

You gave me enough to burn you 100 times over

if I can get the other witnesses to back me.

And you even gave me a pretty good idea

where to look for those other witnesses.

You ain't carrying anything

in your pocket, Tommy.

You're dumb, but you're not that dumb.

You'd get life

if they found a gun on ya.

Now, remember this:

Touch my family, and you will hear singing

like you never heard before.

Go on. Beat it. Peddle your papers.

Go on! Blow!

- Luigi?

- Yes? Yes, Mr. Udo?

This is my pal Mr. Bianco.

He's a big man, the biggest man in town.

I want to show him what I think of him.

I want you to give him your deluxe shore dinner.

But Mr. Udo, the kitchen is closed.

- Then open it, you squirt!

- Yes, sir. Yes, Mr. Udo.

Nothing's too good for my pal.

The deluxe shore dinner

and a bottle of that good wine. Got it?

Yes. Yes, Mr. Udo. Right away.

Enjoy yourself, big man.

Enjoy your dinner. Everything's on me.

Mr. D'Angelo

from the D.A.'s office, please.

Hello? Nick?

Trace this call, will ya?

Listen. I just talked with Tommy Udo.

I tried to scare him off. It didn't work.

There's only one thing for me to do now.

I'm gonna hand him to ya on a silver platter.

I'm gonna give him to ya the way

you want him... with a gun in his hand.

Nick, for the love of heaven, where are you?

We'll come and get you.

I'm setting him up for you, Mr. D'Angelo.

He's waiting for me outside this place

in a black sedan.

I've needled him to the point

where he's gotta get me.

It'll take you two minutes to get here.

In exactly two minutes,

I'm going through that door.

- Nick, wait a minute.

- He'll shoot to kill.

Maybe he does; maybe he doesn't.

Come in from both ends of the street.

Don't come with your sirens,

or he'll throw his gun away.

Now, get it.

The name of the place is Luigi's...

on 125th Street,

just around the corner from where you are.

- You know a place called Luigi's?

- Yes, sir. I know it.

- Luigi's. Okay.

- Now, come on.

You've got exactly two minutes.

Don't miss.

What's the matter?

Don't you want your dinner?

Eat it yourself.

Here. Keep this as a souvenir.

And in case anybody asks you,

remember I gave it to you.

What's the matter, big man? You turned

yellow? You used to do your own shooting.

Give me that gun.

You squirt!

Get an ambulance.

Nick?

- Did you get him?

- And alive.

Thanks, Nick.

Sometimes out of

the worst comes the best.

Mr. D'Angelo got what he wanted.

Nick got what he wanted.

And I got all I ever wanted. I got Nick.

SkyFury

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