Kiss of Death Page #2

It'd be... you know, a strictly kosher gig.

Come on, Bev. I mean, I owe him.

I owe him big time, all right?

- Let me do this.

- What'd he do it for, Ronnie?

Bev, I swear, I don't know.

I mean, if that could be me in there...

- Where's the baby?

- With Rosie.

- How's she doin'?

- You know, she misses you.

Number five!

How could you do this? I can't make it

out there without you. I don't understand.

Well, I felt I had... no choice.

They were gonna kill Ronnie.

We were doing OK.

Didn't you think we were doing OK?

They doin' right by you?

Doin' right by me? You're in jail, Jimmy.

Number five!

- Bobby, what's the deal with this?

- It needs an 80-amp alternator, 8417 belts.

- F***in' thing snapped.

- We ain't got no more? OK, I'll buy some.

- John, you cut the drums?

- Yeah, both of 'em.

Good work.

- Did the kid Terry call about the Chevys yet?

- Not yet.

Let me know, all right?

It's f***in' hot.

It's like Tijuana out here.

Thanks. I don't drink.

- Not no more, huh?

- Not no more.

- There was a time, though, right?

- Right.

Yeah, I remember. You andJimmy.

Used to be, like, partyin' every night, right?

Well, it wasn't that long ago.

- Whaddaya want from me?

- Ronnie!

Ronnie!

Yo, Ronnie!

Hey, come on!

- What's the deal?

- Go ahead and ask him.

- Ask him!

- Yo. I got a '93 Infinity.

It's fully loaded. Fully loaded.

- Oh, yeah? Is it yours?

- Yeah. Well, it is now.

- Oh, yeah? Is that right?

- I heard you...

You heard what?

I ain't got nothin' to do with hot cars.

What the f*** you heard?

I was in the joint with Vinny Passo.

He told me that...

Who the f*** is Vinny Passo?

And who the f*** are you?

I don't know you. Where you from?

You know Vinny, right?

- You a cop?

- No, man. I ain't no cop.

I was... I was in the joint with...

We don't do that sh*t over here. Motherf***er!

Hold him, Johnny! Hold him.

Come here! Where you goin'? Come here!

What the f*** d'ya think this is?

Get that car outta here! That one too.

Closin' up! Out! Out!

I'm f***in' upset! So f***in' upset!

I can't take this bullshit.

Come on, I'm gonna

drive you home. Let's go.

Let's go. Let me get this.

- Where are we goin'?

- Come on. I gotta go see somebody.

I'll buy you a soda pop, all right?

Nice and easy.

- 26.

- Jesus, what you been eatin'?

Come on, you f*ggot. 27.

- 28.

- Come on, Junior.

- 30.

- Oh, f***.

A vodka straight. For her, whatever.

- I'll be right back.

- OK.

Pop! Pop! I'm goin' for forty.

Watch!

- 38.

- You got it. You got it. Come on!

- 39.

- Come on!

And...

...40!

- He did it.

- That was great! I knew you had it in you.

- What's due?

- It's all there.

- Who's she?

- That's my cousin's wife.

- You givin' her the money?

- Yeah. $400 a week like you said.

Plus, I'm giving her a job.

You know, that was my idea.

- Throw her a car too.

- A car?

- Mm-hm.

- OK.

Is that it?

All right.

Hey, what's the what?

What kinda car you like to drive?

- What kind?

- Yeah.

Listen...

I wanna give you a car.

I wanna do somethin' nice for you.

- You wanna do something nice for me?

- Yeah.

- Feel good?

- My father says to take her home.

- Why don't you let her finish her drink first?

- Now, fucko!

- Why you gotta talk to me like that, man?

- To her house.

Come on, let's go.

Rosie, I'm sorry. I fell asleep. Is Corinna OK?

No, I'm coming home.

I'm coming home right now.

OK.

Oh, look who's up.

F*** off!

Jimmy!

Kilmartin.

Come in. I'll be off in a minute.

Oh, Bev, no! Oh, no...

She was a beautiful person, man.

I did everything I could for her.

I'm sorry.

What was she doin' in your car

at eight in the morning, Ronnie?

I sent her from the shop

to get somethin' from my house.

- We were workin'...

- To get what?

To get my wallet.

To get your wallet?

Jimmy, I swear, if that could be me in there...

I wouldn't have done it, man, cos I...

- Let's go.

- We were workin'.

- Wait a second. Wait.

- Let's go.

Could Rosie bring Corinna to see me?

- You know, it was you, drivin' that truck.

- Don't say that.

Now I got nobody.

Come on. Time to go.

On the morning she died,

what time did Bev go to work?

- I'm... not sure.

- Rosie, let me put it to you another way.

What time did you come downstairs

so she could go to work? Six A.M.., seven A.M.?

Ah, Jimmy...

She never even made it home

from the night before.

She called me from work, says

Ronnie's drivin' her, but she never made it.

Jimmy, she never made it.

- Ronnie.

- I was there all night. All night long.

- Ronnie.

- Let's go.

OK.

- Your wallet, Ronnie? Your wallet?

- Come on!

Come on!

- Now you're giving me names?

- You want 'em or not?

What do you want? Early parole?

If I give people up to you and you turn me

loose early, I won't last day one out there.

- So what do you want?

- I wanna visit my daughter.

She's livin' upstate with my mother-in-law,

who won't let her come and see me.

And I want a one-day trip

to go up there and see her. One day.

- No.

- Whaddaya want from me?

What do you mean? Like, in addition?

Tell me something. Surprise me.

Astro Jewelers. Remember that?

- Four years ago.

- Mm-hm.

I give you those people, I get my day.

We'll see.

John Amato. Call him Johnny A.

And Bobby Bannion: Bobby B.

They work at L&M Automotive

near Shea Stadium.

- Anybody else?

- You should pick me up too.

- Oh, yeah? Why's that?

- Well, if you don't...

...they'll know who did the talking.

So, throw me in a line-up.

I'll take my chances.

That's all I have to say about this.

Tell me about the navy yard.

Same guys:
Johnny A, Bobby B and me.

That's three. There were four transporters.

I didn't know the fourth driver.

I never saw him before.

Who called you?

Yo... Mr. Money.

There is no way that you can tell me that you

did not know the guy who got you into this.

Look me in the eye and try it.

I've got no reason to lie.

Everybody's got a reason to lie.

Astro Jewelers? That was four years ago.

Who ratted us out?

Well, whoever it was, you're in the clear.

I was the driver. The guy never laid eyes

on me. Did they pick Ronnie up too?

- Ronnie Gannon?

- Yeah. The whole job was his idea.

No, his name didn't even come up.

Did the prosecutor's office

contact you about this?

No. How stupid do ya think I am?

I wouldn't talk to anybody without you.

Yeah. Well, they also got picked up

on the navy yard thing.

- Who did?

- Bobby and Johnny.

Ronnie too?

- Ronnie Gannon...

- I never liked that kid.

He's a f***in' rat, is what you're sayin'.

You gonna take care of this,

Junior, or are you goin' outta house?

I clean up my own mess.

- You ever see a Rolls get chopped?

- No.

Why don't you stay and check it out?

Come on, man.

I'm dyin' over here. Let's go!

We ain't got all day, man. Let's go, man.

It ain't rocket science. Let's get outta here!

Let's go to work. Let's get it up!

Yo, Ronnie!

Ronnie! Come here!

What the f***?

You guys look like the Gorton's fishermen.

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