Once Upon a Time in America Page #6

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What makes you think you weren't?

I don't believe it.

Hey, you guys, come here.

Take a look at who's over here.

- That suit you, Peg?

- Okay, fine, Max.

- What've you got?

- Over there.

Well, what...?

Holy sh*t! Noodles! Noodles!

Come here, come here.

Look.

The blond by the piano.

- Who's that?

- Who is that?

You and this broad were

practically engaged at one point.

Oh, beat me. Oh, I love it.

- Who was it? The Detroit cock-squasher?

- Yeah.

- Peggy.

- That's not her. She looks different.

You know that platinum blond over there,

in the flower dress?. She's by the table.

See her? Call her in, will you?

- Carol.

- Carol, whatever.

Just tell her there's a bunch

of her old friends here.

Carol.

Carol!

Noodles, come here.

- Somebody here wants to see you.

- Who?

You know these guys?

No.

I don't think so.

No.

No. I'd remember a bunch

of good-lookers like these.

Oh, well, how could I forget.

There was...

There was only one of you

I got to know personally, though.

Which one?

Let's see how good

a memory you've got for faces.

You.

No.

Him.

We've been hanging out so long we're

starting to look alike. Hanging out.

Charmed.

You can call me Carol.

We've already met.

Pleasure.

The pleasure...

...is all mine.

So you left Detroit, huh?

No, her and her husband

just come in on weekends.

Yeah, beats the seashore.

She takes on 10 guys while

her hubby watches through the peephole.

Beats the hell out of the movies.

I wonder what that jerk

is up to in his cubbyhole right now.

He must be wondering

where is his f***ing wife.

Why don't we make it a threesome, huh?

Can't you see he's got

other plans for tonight?

Well, bring her along.

We'll make it a foursome.

I'm not that kind of guy.

Besides, I'm afraid if I give you a good crack

in the mouth, you'd probably like it.

Have a good night, fellas.

See you later.

- Been waiting long?

- All my life.

You wanted a place by the ocean. I had

it opened. It was closed for the season.

All these tables are for two people.

Pick whatever one you want.

I like this one.

Here, sit down.

Boeuf la mode.

I'll have the asperges sauce

vinaigrette and then a chateaubriand.

- Pommes frites?

- Natures.

- Comme dessert?

- I'll decide later.

- Monsieur?

- I'll have the same.

For the wine?

You decide.

I'll just have water.

- You decide.

- Thank you.

You've been around.

Where'd you learn them

parlez-vous francais dishes?

Who's teaching you

that stuff?

You mean a sugar daddy,

who tries to teach me how to act?

I read books. I want to know everything.

Doesn't it make sense to have plans?

Yeah, it does.

What about me?

Am I in any of these plans?

Noodles...

You're the only person that I have ever...

Ever what? Go ahead.

Ever what?

That I ever cared about.

But you'd lock me up and

throw away the key, wouldn't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess so.

Yeah...

And the thing is,

I probably wouldn't even mind.

- So?

- So I got to get to where I'm going.

- And where's that?

- To the top.

Now you sound just like Maxie.

Youse both alike,

that's why you hate each other so much.

Do you want me to leave?

No, I don't want you to leave.

You dancing?

- You asking?

- I'm asking.

I'm dancing.

To keep from going crazy, you have to

cut yourself off from the outside world.

Just not think about it.

Yet there were years that

went by, it seemed like...

...no time at all,

because you're not doing anything.

There were two things I couldn't

get out of my mind. One was Dominic.

The way he said, "I slipped,"

just before he died.

The other was you.

How you used to read me

your Song of Songs, remember?

"How beautiful are your feet

In sandals, O prince's daughter. "

I used to read the Bible every night.

Every night I used to think about you.

"Your navel is a bowl

Well-rounded with no lack of wine. "

"Your belly, a heap of wheat

Surrounded with lilies. "

"Your breasts... "

"... clusters of grapes. "

"Your breath, sweet-scented as apples. "

Nobody's gonna love you

the way I loved you.

There were times I couldn't stand it.

I used to think about you.

I'd think, "Deborah lives.

She's out there. She exists. "

And that would get me through it all.

You know how important that was to me?

I'm leaving tomorrow

to go to Hollywood.

I wanted to see you tonight

to tell you.

No.

No!

No! No.

No. Please, no. No, please. No!

No! No! No, please!

No, no! Please, no, no. No.

No!

Deborah.

Get away! Get away!

I'll be right back.

Take her home.

Take her home.

Well...

...look who's back.

What's this?

It's a throne.

It was a gift to a pope.

- Cost me 800 bucks.

- It's from the 17th century.

So, what are you doing with it?

I'm sitting on it.

- You got any coffee around?

- Yes.

Thanks.

While you were on vacation,

we were working overtime.

The union paid off.

That's your share.

Yeah. Even that geek.

You know, Jimmy "Clean Hands. "

He respects us.

I shed a little blood for the cause.

Here, it's all in the papers.

Morning Telegraph, they didn't like it.

It says,

"Underworld joins strikers in brutal battle. "

But The Post, they liked it.

"Ends justify means

in decisive gangland encounter. "

And they kvetched

about the Atlantic City job.

Newspaper guys never know

what the f*** they want.

- Well, you could have looked for me.

- We did.

Cockeye found you at the Chink's.

So f***ing doped up,

you didn't even recognize him.

There you were.

You called me "Deborah. "

Go f*** yourself.

Mind your own business.

We do our f***ing business together and

the f***ing broads do not get in the way...

...and you know it!

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- What's she doing here?

It ain't Saturday. She should be

back in Detroit, screwing with somebody.

Well, she's screwing here now.

And only with Max.

Oh, yeah?

- With her husband peeping through?

- No, I left him.

You live with her, you bring her here and

you tell me not to mess with broads.

- You forgetting about one thing.

- What?

- I don't give a f*** about her.

- Max...

- Shut up! Shut up!

- Hey, Maxie, tell me something.

- What'll you spend your honeymoon on?

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

Just shut up!

You want me to dump her?

You want me to kick her f***ing ass

out of here?

Want me to kick her ass out

or what?

You want me to kick? Get the f*** out!

Get the f*** out! Get out!

Gonna tell me I don't

have a way with women?

- Hello.

- This is Jimmy. Who's this, Max?

No, it's Noodles.

Okay, listen.

We're gonna need you guys today.

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