Little Odessa Page #3

Don't say that.

She could still pull through.

Okay.

So don't say that.

I hear her crying all the time.

You've been very strong.

You don't always

have to be that way.

You can feel sad about it.

I'll try and stay

a little longer.

Are you going

to Grandma's party on Sunday?

We'll see.

- Josh?

- Yeah?

I love you.

Good night.

Feel better and go to school.

What are we gonna do

about his wife?

If you think she'll say sh*t

after we get through with him,

you're out

of your f***ing mind.

She's no problem. If she is,

someone will visit her too.

Does that backroom have alarms?

There's no alarm.

I got a key.

It's probably the least protected place

in the whole f***ing city.

We'll bring him to the dump.

We'll do it there.

We'll burn the body.

If there's no body, there's no crime.

We'll drop the gun there.

They can't pin it on anybody.

All right, Sunday's the night.

- Hello?

- It's Joshua.

- Wanna get something to eat?

- Isn't it late.

I'll come by and pick you up.

We'll go to the diner near you.

The one on Utica.

I better go.

How long you worked

at a candy store?

Three years.

- Looks pretty boring.

- It's okay.

I help old ladies

pick out candy.

I had to do something,

so that's what I'm doing.

It could be worse.

Some people have

to do really bad sh*t.

I remember once my mother

told me and my brother

she had to f*** a guard

to get out of Russia.

- You wanna go?

- I'm taking the subway.

- You'll get killed on the subway.

- I'll go on the subway.

You like that?

I hate it.

You want a ride?

No.

You asleep?

Did everybody talk about me?

While I was gone, I mean.

Yeah.

What did they say?

I don't know. They just wanted

to know what you were doing.

Did you think of me?

Not really.

Sometimes.

I wondered where you went.

Why are you so tired?

I don't know, maybe it's because

you don't let me sleep.

Are you gonna go out

and see your brother?

He's nice.

- He's smart.

- Hmm.

Smart kid.

- An American.

- Hmm.

- Think I'm dumb?

- Hmm?

- You think I'm dumb?

- No.

I'm not smart, though,

like all the professors

in the organizazia.

My family is smart, though,

in Russia.

Aunt Irene, Uncle Alec,

my parents, my grandparents..

Everybody's smart.

You up?

I just wanted to tell you guys,

if something goes wrong

you don't panic.

You tell me.

Or if you can,

we just go on as planned.

You forget about it.

Okay?

You know where you're going?

We are here

to celebrate

the 80th birthday

of my mama.

Tsilya Sokolova.

80 years.

To our mama.

To our mama.

- Dad, can I talk to you?

- Not now.

Sorry.

Thank you, Mr. Volkoff.

You have been very generous.

I've treated you with respect.

Which I would not do

for someone else in your situation.

And I'm grateful.

I've asked for only one thing

in return from you.

I've spared your family.

But I've heard rumors about

that mongrel of a son of yours.

Do you have anything

to tell me?

I will hold you responsible

if he's here.

Do you understand me?

You would know.

I know what it is

to lose a son.

All right.

I trust you.

Put him down.

Do you believe in God?

Wait 10 seconds,

see if God saves you.

Get the tongue.

Bring the body.

Oh f***.

Drop the gun.

Wipe it down.

Can't remember the rest of it.

I guess..

That's enough for now.

- What's that?

- The Mourner's Kaddish.

Come here every week,

It's the place my father died.

Let's go.

- Going away?

- Yeah.

I thought we were going

to do some things.

I guess I'll just be

sorta hanging around after you leave.

Guess this is it.

Got no choice.

Sorry, I can't make it tonight.

Please don't ask.

Shh, shh.

Are you going through

my mail again?

I found some of my letters

in one of your drawers.

I know you haven't been in school

for two months.

Don't run away.

I want to talk to you.

Reuben, I want to talk to you!

Can I talk to you?

I want to talk to you.

Open the door.

Open the door!

All right.

Don't want to open the door.

I'm sorry I hit you.

But you're always running away.

I don't want you

to see Joshua anymore.

Joshua's not your brother anymore.

Understand?

I've spent my life trying to make

things better for you.

I don't make apologies.

If I make mistakes, I'm sorry.

You think I like working

at the stand?

Do you think I enjoy

selling gifts

and magazines?

It's only because of you.

To make money for you.

Your brother is a different story.

He's a street rat.

You may think you know all about him,

but believe me you don't.

He has no ambition.

No desire, no nothing.

I know you don't respect me,

but Lord knows I tried my best.

Reuben..

Does your girlfriend respect you?

Came to say bye.

Pop did that to you?

- We're going for a ride.

- What's this?

- Shut up. Shut the f*** up!

- Hey, hey.

We're going for a ride.

Don't worry, don't worry.

It's my son.

Stop.

Turn around.

Take off your coat.

Take off your pants.

Kneel down.

Aren't you gonna say anything?

You're a big man. Is that it?

You're a big man?

I don't need a gun to be a man.

I don't know..

What made you what you are.

All I ask you

is to leave Reuben alone.

Please.

Even you must know

there's nowhere

you can go anymore.

You have destroyed us.

You have destroyed our family.

Joshua? Joshua?

Hey, Mom.

Hey.

Water?

Mom? Mom?

Mom, are you okay?

Mom? Mom?

Mom!

Hey, Josh.

Can I talk to you a sec?

I know you're gonna leave and all,

but there's something I gotta tell you.

It's your mom.

She's dead.

- Hey, Sasha.

- She did it, she left a kid in the car.

- Hey, have you seen Josh?

- She left the f***ing baby..

- What the f*** is wrong with you?

- Somebody just stopped me on my bike.

If Josh is still here,

you gotta tell me.

Come on, man.

He's at Alla's house, all right?

It's on 4th and Newkirk, I think.

- Which house? Which address?

- I don't know which house.

You'll never find which house!

Ma?

Josh is home.

Love you, Ma.

Ma, Josh is home.

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