Prizzi's Honor Page #7

We've gotta renegotiate it

before we get it back.

Just shut up and listen.

Go on, sit down.

Go on.

Dominic will say

it's a lot of bullshit.

It so happens

he hired my own wife...

and gave her a down payment

of 50,000 dollars.

And my wife is sitting right next

to me and she's laughing like hell.

I personally think the Don found

Dominic on a doorstep...

because he's too dumb

to be a Prizzi.

The first thing I gotta have

before you get Filargi back...

is that you deliver

Dominic to me...

where I tell you

and when I tell you.

This time no contract,

I'll kill him myself.

Listen to the letter will ya' Dominic?

Come on.

For the main money

this is what I want.

23,014 dollars for expenses.

Then 50 dollars for my helper.

Of course the 150 dollars

that was promised my wife...

as second man in the Filargi scam.

Charley's wife was the second man?

She was the only way

we could take out the bodyguard.

Then I want all the insurance coverage

on Filargi's kidnap policy...

which is two million five.

- My God he's a real businessman.

- That's my boy.

We gotta make him an offer and

eventually we settle.

The way I see it, we get about

60 or 70 million dollars...

with about 5.9/ sales costs...

if we give Charley everything he wants,

which we obviously won't.

And I am part of

the f***ing sales cost.

Dominic...

take some blood pressure medicine,

will ya?

Charley is just making a point.

Everything is negotiable.

We go over to Poppa's...

we hash this thing out.

Come on!

Let's go!

- Somebody is dead?

- Yes,

Who?

Who's dead?

Poppa...

Dominic.

The Bocca's again.

Oh Dominic!

He got old!

Maybe it was his daughter,

who knows.

I agreed to retire him...

and I gave his job to Charley.

I told him to keep this secret

a little while...

until...

Dominic's banquet.

Now Charley is all mixed up...

and we gotta get him back.

Only Charley can hold everything

together here.

How you doing Pop?

Fine, everything alright?

Yeah, everything's quiet out here.

That's better huh.

Sorry to drag you out here...

but I didn't want anyone

taking a pot shot at me.

When I told the Don about Dominic

putting out contract on you...

it knocked him out.

He couldn't believe it.

He told me with tears in his eyes

that he gotta straighten all this out.

He wasn't setting me up?

He said...

and I've known him for fifty years,

so it's like looking through his heart.

He said:

"We need Charley".

Oh, he said that?

The Don and me

don't have much time left.

The family has to keep going.

You're the only one that can run it.

Then everything is ok.

We don't have to hang on to Filargi.

The Don gave me his guarantee.

Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock,

you bring Filargi...

at 42nd Street library

and let him out.

I'll tip off the cops and the FBI.

They'll be in his hotel room.

Ok Pop, want the paper?

Na, read it from cover to cover.

Jupiter was 6 at Vermont.

Ok.

By the way,

the insurance company paid off.

Take care of yourself Charley.

How are we gonna take Filargi in?

Pop's sending someone up on

the Palace to meet us.

We'll transfer him into the van

and I'll drive him into the city.

You stick with the plumber.

He'll drop you off at the apartment.

Tell me about the money Charley.

My end is 2,5 million...

plus I'm boss of the Prizzi's...

with heavy points in everything

the family does.

This time next week

we'll have all the money.

You mean to tell me you're gonna

turn over a hole ball of wax...

to some Sicilians who are gonna pay

you what they owe you next week.

Honey I'm the boss.

They need me.

I gotta believe Pop.

They're not gonna screw us over now.

Well maybe Pop is in there

looking after your interests...

but that doesn't necessarily mean

he's looking after mine.

There is a real pressure to turn over

the second man.

You're my wife.

I'm your Polak wife.

Irene will you shape up, jees.

Ok, I'll shape up as soon as I get

my 900 dollars.

What 900 dollars?

The $720 from the Vegas scam...

plus the $180 that

Don made me pay as penalty.

That's 900 dollars.

I just want what's mine.

That's Prizzi money honey, not yours.

You stole.

The Prizzi's got theirs back

from the insurance company.

Now I just want it back.

That ain't gonna make no sense

to the Prizzi's, honey.

Remember the words of the late,

great Marxie Heller.

We'd rather eat our children

than part with money.

Remember those words, honey.

I am Charley, I am.

Mr Filargi...

you were born a poor kid

in Naples right?

Yeah that's right.

You remember the Camorra?

The Camorra was small,

we're very big.

There's no where's we can't go.

They could lock you

in a steel room...

in a submarine

at the bottom of the ocean.

And we'd still get to you.

The cops are gonna talk to you.

If you tell them anything about who

took you, or where they took you.

We're gonna kill you.

Capiche?

I understand.

Good.

You're free Mr. Filargi,

good luck.

Yeah.

I've forgotten the Prizzi's already.

I got a request to make...

or Irene has.

What kind of request Charley?

She wants her money back.

What money?

The 540 she gave you for the Don.

Plus the 360 I took the night

I zipped Marxie Heller.

That money.

She's willing to forget about...

2,5 million for Filargi's insurance...

and the rest of what Dominic

owed her for the contract on me.

But she wants her 900 back.

With all the respect Charley...

your wife must be cracked.

Try and see it from

her point of view.

I mean you agreed to all that stuff

in the letter we sent...

when we had Filargi.

You made a commitment, Pop.

And anyways,

it was Irene's move...

that got Filargi out

in the first place.

We're gonna get the bank.

So, 900 doesn't seem

like so much money

Irene figures

she got it coming to her.

I glad that she's so foolish

and grasping.

Makes it a little easier

what we gotta do.

The family has decided that...

we've got to give the second man

to the cops.

Give Irene to the cops?

The family decided that...

we got one week to give up

the second man...

or we'll be at war.

War will cost us everything we got.

And that could mean the end

of the family.

Well Padrino.

You should never have married a

woman who wasn't in the environment.

That wasn't smart.

Might have been alright

if she was straight.

But she wasn't.

She gotta go.

And you gotta do the job on her,

Charley.

You're the only one who can get

close enough to do it.

Zip Irene?

Clip Irene?

If they take her alive

they're gonna make her talk.

And if she talks...

she's gonna drag us all to jail...

maybe even to the chair.

Filargi will go free and

we'll never get the bank.

There's no choice here.

How is doing a number on Irene

gonna satisfy the cops...

about the broad that pushed

the wrong button?

Filargi will identify

your wife's body...

and there will be no-one

to question.

Everybody will get

what they want...

and we can all go back

to doing business.

But Padrino...

she's my wife.

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