Oscar
- PG
- Year:
- 1991
- 109 min
- 706 Views
I knew you would come.
He's been calling for you, Angelo.
I came as soon as I could,
Aunt Rose. How is he?
You came just in time.
It's all in God's hands now.
Eduardo, Angelo is here.
Pop, it's Angelo.
My son.
Pop, is there anything
I can do for you?
Come closer.
Closer. You bum!
- Papa, what have I done?
- Gangster!
You rob, you steal,
you shoot people!
You bring shame in the family.
I'm sorry, Pa, but what can I do
to make peace with you?
Now you want to make peace
with your papa.
- You wanna me die happy.
- Of course I do, Papa.
So now you want me die!
- Papa, no!
- Angelo! Angelo!
Make me one promise.
You name it. Anything. It's done.
Swear in front of your family...
in front of Gesucristo...
- in front of Madonna-
- What?
Give up the shameful life.
Well, Papa-
Yes, I-m-I'm-I'm here. What?
Promise.
All right, Papa.
If that's what you want...
I'll go straight.
I promise.
Now I'm ready.
That's so you won't forget.
Bravo!
Read 'em and weep.
- Full house.
- Jesus! I thought you was bluffiln'.
Lower that!
You'll wake the boss.
All right, youse mugs,
casino's closed.
Ace, get started
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Shake a leg.
Today's the boss's big day.
Remember?
Yeah. The day Snaps Provolone
goes straight.
Whoever heard of a banker named Snaps?
Buyin' into a bank? That's not Snaps.
It's gotta be a dodge.
It's no dodge. Those bankers'll be here
to cinch the deal at noon.
Oh, geez!
You sure this info's the McCoy,
Five Spot?
Oh, it's-it's-it's the McCoy,
Mr Vendetti, and it- and it's big.
And it's gonna happen
t-t-t-t- t- today.
I knew it. He's hookin' up
with O'Banion's mob.
- Hold still, honey!
- O'Banion!
Y-Y-Yeah, that-that-
that's gotta be it.
I'm-I'm-I'm pretty s-s-sure
I heard that name O'Ba-Ba-Ba-
- What does this stoolie know?
- Look, I'm a paid informer!
Th-That's, that's an honourable
profession.
Uh, can I have my, uh,
filve spot now, Mr Vendetti?
- Give him a 20.
- Oh, uh-
It's a retainer.
Let me know if you hear anything.
I, uh, truth-
Th-Tha-Thank you, M-M-Mr Vendetti.
Thank you.
I told you things were too quiet.
- Provolone was just layin' low.
- So what are we gonna do about Snaps?
We're gonna observe
the 11 th Commandment.
"Do unto others
before they do unto you."
I finished your nails.
Is there anything else I can do, huh?
We'd have more excitement
stakin' out Grant's tomb.
Thank God this detail ends today.
Toomey's sore as hell. He's been achin'
to get something on Snaps for years.
So he's sore.
What's he want from us?
I mean, the guy hasn't so much
as spit on the sidewalk in three weeks.
- Toomey.
- Toomey.
I got it last time.
- Hiya, Toomey.
- I suppose you're gonna tell me...
that you got nothin' again
on our boy across the street?
- So sue me, Toomey.
- Well, look alive over there!
I hear he may be tyin' up
with the O'Banion mob from Chicago.
Why don't you just give up the ghost,
Toomey? I mean, maybe the egg's gone straight.
Look, I know this guy.
And I'm tellin' ya,
a leopard don't change his stripes.
- You mean spots.
- I mean Snaps!
Now, as soon as somethin'
happens down there-
I don't care what-
you call me.
- Get it?
- Got it.
Say, take a gander.
I'm comin', I'm comin'.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't little Anthony.
And his Imperial.
- I've gotta see Mr Provolone.
- What? Hey!
Shut that thing off!
I said I gotta see
I don't remember seein' you
in my appointment book, Anthony.
Nope. Now, I got
the Finucci brothers at 9:30...
Dr Poole at 10:
30, Father Clementeat 11:
00 and the bankers at noon.But I don't see no meetin'
with his accountant!
Look, Aldo, don't screw around with me.
This is urgent.
The boss don't get up
before 9:
00 a.m.- Even the feds know that.
- I'll take the heat.
You'll take the heat?
I'm the one what's gotta wake him.
Tell him it's a matter
of life and death.
Okay, okay.
But he ain't gonna like this.
Wait in the living room.
How do you like the crust on that mug?
Throws off my whole itinerary.
- Where do you think you're goin'?
- I gotta wake him.
He doesn't wanna be disrupted. He needs
his beauty sleep for those bankers.
It's urgent.
Keep me covered.
- This better be good.
- I warned him, boss.
Anthony told me
it was life and death, boss.
You mugs stop callin' me boss.
It ain't respectable!
- Sorry, boss.
- Sorry, boss.
Well, little Anthony. Probation
and Wall Street lay another egg, what?
Can I talk to you alone,
Mr Provolone?
We are alone.
Aldo, breakfast.
- Half a grapefruit?
- Sectioned, nix the cherry in the middle.
- French toast?
- Light brown.
- Bacon?
- Trim the fat.
- Coffee?
- No cream.
- Two lumps?
- Go.
- On its way, Snaps.
- Uh, it's "Mr Provolone" now.
If you call me that in front of the
bankers, you're gonna gum up the works.
- Yes, Mr Provolone.
- And I'll eat in the yard-
- I mean atrium.
- Yes, Mr Provolone.
Whatever you say, Mr Provolone.
- You know what "atrium" means, Anthony?
- No, sir.
It's a courtyard oft-times
surrounded by columns.
Thank you, sir.
I didn't know that, sir.
Park it, Anthony.
I learn a new word every day. You should
expand your vocabulary, Anthony...
- and you wouldn't just be a bookkeeper.
- Accountant, sir.
My word for today is "expeditious."
"To be effilcient and speedy."
All right, Anthony, let's be expeditious.
What's so important you got me up at 8:00?
Well, Mr Provolone,
with all due respect...
I've come to ask you for a raise.
Maybe my hearing ain't 20/20 no more.
What did he just ask me?
- He asked you for a raise.
- That's what I thought.
- Are you crazy?
- When you hear why-
- You believe this guy's moxie?
- He's got chutzpah, boss.
- Don't call me boss.
- Sorry, boss.
- I know this wasn't the best day, sir.
- You're telling me?
- If everything goes well today-
- Knock on wood.
- I'll be a board of director.
- I know that.
And I wouldn't bother you,
but love makes us do strange things.
What's love got to do
with the price of beer?
Breakfast is "soived."
"Served," you palooka.
I'm signing you up for elocution
lessons with Dr Poole.
If I gotta do it, you gotta do it.
All of a sudden,
he's the Duke of Ellington.
Don't forget, you got a meetin'
with the Finucci brothers at 9:30.
Yeah, yeah. Come on, kid.
I wanna sit on my atrium.
Not bad for a kid from the slums.
My wife picks all this out.
She's got an eye.
So, who is the dame
that's got me up at 8:43?
Excuse me, sir?
You said you were in love.
I assume it's a dame.
Oh, she's a wonderful girl
from a filne, wealthy family.
- And I'm gonna propose to her this morning.
- Ah, ain't love grand?
Well, you got my blessings.
Congratulations to you and your new bride.
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