Q & A Page #7

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Stay with us, Francis.

I'm having friends in on Wednesday

for dinner and drinks. Please come.

The Montauk Club, 9:00 pm.

Come alone, Francis.

I want to say what I have to say,

and then I'll take you where you want to go.

Yes, I was shocked that day.

I'm an Irish cop from Queens.

My father was a cop.

All I knew about black people was

they hated me...

...and they made my job very hard.

When we met at Brooklyn Law,

everything changed for me.

They're right. Love can do that to you.

I loved being in love with a girl from the 34.

It made me feel anything was possible

in this city.

I loved our life together, the school,

subway...

...walking you home,

the two weeks we took in St. Thomas.

Whatever that look on my face said to you...

...that wasn't how I felt.

I've died a thousand times since.

Every unanswered phone call, every time

you ran away from me on the street...

...every time I looked at

your empty chair in class.

Then you disappeared,

and I've been dying since.

A little piece of me every day for six years.

All I do is work.

I got this new apartment with...

...no furniture in it.

I loved you then.

I loved you while you were gone.

I love you now.

Nancy, I'll do whatever you want.

You know, something can happen...

...a little thing...

...and everything changes.

[Sentimental music]

Like one time, I was with this guy...

...and he came into my bedroom...

...and he was naked,

except he still had his socks on.

And I just started to laugh.

And just like that,

I wasn't in love with him anymore.

So that's what happened

the day that you met my father.

Everything went out of me then.

Everything left me.

Good-bye, rainbow people...

...good-bye, good times...

...good-bye, paralegal.

It was everything.

Maybe you were right about one thing.

Maybe I was testing you.

Maybe I didn't want to tell you

that my father was black.

Maybe I wanted to see your face...

...naked, no guard up, how you really felt...

...hoping I would be wrong

about something that I knew my entire life.

If I was testing you...

...I found out...

...and you failed, white boy.

You can do one thing for me.

If you're going after Bobby,

don't do it because of you and me...

...because of us.

Things were not so great for me

all those years that I was gone.

He found me and he got me off dope.

He takes care of my mother

and my little brothers. He loves me...

...as much as you do.

I'm going to Broadway 96, you know it?

Yeah, I know it.

[Energetic Latin music]

BOBBY:
You're so beautiful.

Gentlemen, my wife, Nancy.

Honey, I want you to meet

Hank Mastroangelo.

Stand up, Hank.

Come on.

Come on, yeah.

His friend whose name I don't know.

You know Larry and Bruno, of course.

Armandito and Alfonsito Segal.

[Speaking in Spanish]

I can't stand this spic sh*t.

I'm going to the bar.

Have Bobby join me for a drink.

Tell him to come alone. I don't want

those two cokeheads anywhere near me.

Bobby Tex is okay, he's done all right for us.

You made money with Bobby, huh?

We all have, he's a good kid.

- You know what's going on?

- Well, no.

Then mind your own f***ing business.

[Bandleader introduces song in Spanish]

Bobby, you've been with us

a few years, right?

- And we looked out for you.

- Always.

- No static on the street, right?

- No, no.

- No interference from us, right?

- Never.

You always get first crack

on the merchandise and the price is fair?

I've always done the right thing back to you.

- No complaints, you're reliable...

- What's the beef?

These two shooters

you just brought up from Miami. Why?

- They're two nice Jewish boys from Cuba.

- You're kidding me.

- Cuban Hebes?

- Sephardic.

That means no hits on Saturday, huh?

Bobby, don't sh*t me.

I need some protection now from Brennan.

BOBBY:
He's gonna whack me.

HANK:
What makes you say that?

He killed Julio, now Tony. He's after me.

I'm not sitting still and letting him do this.

The balance is very delicate, right?

We can't disturb what's going on downtown.

I keep my hands in my pockets

while he's tracking me?

Take a vacation, let things cool off.

We'll straighten this out.

But do not hurt that person,

you understand?

HANK:
No way.

HANK:
Don't forget, you dropped him in.

You want to protect yourself

and your quiff, okay.

But stay away. You've been told.

[Mellow Latin lounge music]

Bad news or what?

Brennan plucked my wings,

he's trying to muzzle my beak.

We'll f*** him.

[Asks how much the bill is in Spanish]

It's taken care of.

Mr. Texador.

Nothing to worry about.

They did pretty good, huh? Come on.

[Bodyguard speaks in Spanish]

Mr. Texador, please!

You don't come at me like that!

Of course, I'm sorry.

I'm Jose Malpica, Roger Montalvo's friend.

I design his clothes...

BOBBY:
What do you want to see me about?

They're okay.

I've been waiting all night

for those guineas to leave.

I've been dancing out my ass off, my feet

are killing me, these shoes are too small.

It's Roger, he wants to see you.

Good. You don't mind coming along.

[Singing in falsetto '60s song]

BOBBY:
Where are we going?

JOSE:
He's in my dressing room.

JOSE:
After you...

BOBBY:
No way, Jose, you first.

Montalvo, my man.

Hola, puss.

ROGER:
I'm upset. I want her with me.

BOBBY:
Loose lips sink ships,

send her home.

I'll call you later.

I'll let you know where I'll be.

Want to get the f*** out of here?

- Want some snort?

- No, thanks. I'm a seller, not a buyer.

- Brennan's gonna kill me, Bobby.

- I know.

- You know he's going to kill you, too.

- He's gonna try.

That's why I got my two friends now.

Please, he'll crush them into wine, honey.

I want to tell you something.

I'm gay,

and on the street that means tough...

...but Brennan scares the sh*t out of me.

It's his eyes, you know, he's a fag killer.

And like all those guys, he's gay.

He doesn't know it, but the man is gay.

You faggots say that about everybody.

ROGER:
I hate him so f***ing much.

BOBBY:
Why'd you stool for him, f***?

It was four years ago. He got me out of stir.

I'm a three-time loser, Bobby.

I'm not getting any younger.

BOBBY:
You went to work for him.

It wasn't easy, but he did get me out.

I'm always hiding from him,

but he finds me.

It's like a f***ing nightmare.

Anyway, last year he comes to me.

He wants some names checked out.

Who was where, who's doing what.

So, you know, I find out.

And I realize it was the old Sinners gang.

My club? Really?

- We split up 20 years ago.

- That's what I said.

Four of you guys got wasted

one way or another...

...and only three were left.

There was Sierra

and there was Tony and me.

Tony and Sierra were working for you.

BOBBY:
You fingered Tony for him.

ROGER:
I couldn't do anything.

He found me that night.

He can't do it in the club...

...so he makes me call Tony outside,

and he jams him.

ROGER:
Thing is,

now you're the only one left.

You're a f*ggot motherf***er.

He's probably waiting outside

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