Redemption Page #3
- ( YELLS )
- In the f***ing river!
If you dare to be angry
about Isabel...
you're a hypocrite.
I've asked around
about your job
for the Chinese boss.
They say, "Crazy JOEY
deals drugs."
I just deliver the stuff.
I don't touch the stuff.
The autopsy said Isabel
"touched the stuff."
Maybe stuff you delivered.
You don't put those things
together in your head.
You know why she
ended up in the river?
Because that's what
the river's for.
To wash away girls when
they're finished with them.
I see what's happening
in this f***ing city.
How many people
you feed these days, huh?
You give them soup.
JOEY, when you were
out of your head on drugs
a few months ago,
you gave me some money.
I've spent it on
something for myself.
I haven't been able
to sleep properly since.
I... I called
my sister in Warsaw.
She sold some of the
possessions I left behind.
I don't need this.
I'm really sorry about Isabel.
I know you cared for her,
but think about
all the other Isabels.
Start to do the right thing.
It is honest money.
I cleaned it for you.
Use it to start an honest life.
I want you to have this.
I'm gonna do a lot of
good things this summer.
Give people what they want.
I thought you might
want a dress.
JOEY, I'm a nun.
I used to wear a uniform.
Don't mean a thing,
you just take it off.
then God would say
it's okay, wouldn't He?
I will put it in the bag
of clothes for Africa.
WOMAN ON TV:
My guest this weeka emeritus professor
of psychology.
She has specialized
in the health and welfare
of people with learning
disabilities,
advising on policies
and influencing...
( SIGHS )
F***.
( WHISTLING )
Yeah!
( LAUGHS )
Your cash and your rocks, boys.
Don't remember me, do you?
Not surprised.
I've changed.
You've got a knife...
I've got a spoon.
( GRUNTS )
( YELLS )
Who killed Isabel?
- ( GROANS )
- ( YELLING )
- ( CRACKS )
- ( YELLING )
Go on, JOEY.
Show 'em. Show 'em!
( SCREAMING )
( MUMBLES )
Who killed Isabel?
I don't know.
( GROANS )
You're only alive
because I need information.
An eye for an eye.
You tell me
what happened to her,
or I'll kill you
with this spoon.
Some guy used to
rent her regular.
Beat her up.
He used to ask for her.
He went too far.
Name.
We don't use names.
Describe him to me.
- Ah!
- Describe him to me.
He was about 30, city boy,
scar over his eye.
That's all I know.
You get any trouble
from these two again,
you tell Crazy Joe, okay?
( CHILDREN CHATTERING )
( SWITCH CLICKS )
Jesus.
F***.
You look...
Your note said
you had information
for the police
about Isabel's killer.
That is the only reason
I am here.
And I put on this dress because
it is the only dress I have.
And don't think I won't
send it to Africa,
because I will.
They think my name's DAMON,
by the way.
Please don't remind me.
- What?
I haven't eaten
anything all day...
worrying whether
or not I would come.
Also, I didn't realize
there would be
so many naked men.
( GASPS )
Look, I arranged
to meet you here
because I thought you might
like the photographs.
I didn't realize
there'd be photographs
of men's... penises.
Sorry.
JOEY, actually,
I do like photographs.
I take photographs...
usually of nature.
Penises are nature, I suppose.
Yes, I suppose they are.
So what'd you tell the mother?
I lied, I lied, I lied.
So what information
do you have?
Tell your policeman to
look for a guy around 30.
He has a scar above his eye.
Works in the city.
Should I write this down?
That's all I have.
Okay...
30 years old,
scar above his eye,
works in the city.
Got it.
We haven't been introduced.
I'm Karl.
What's your name?
Just looking around.
I'm told the invitation
you handed in at the desk
was addressed
to DAMON Coldfield.
I happen to be DAMON's
photographic agent.
He's in New York.
Who the hell are you?
I think you're a bit drunk.
Yes.
Starting when
I bought the ticket.
What ticket?
I used your money to buy
a ticket to a ballet.
That's a pretty
wicked thing to do.
( CHUCKLES )
But, you see...
I've loved her
since I was a little girl.
Loved who?
Maria Zielinska.
She's 42 and still dancing.
She is who I always
wanted to be.
She is who I should have been.
( SPEAKING POLISH )
( SHATTERS )
I'm in a silk dress
in an alleyway...
with a gangster.
- Whoa!
- Oop!
And I'm drunk.
Are you still a gangster,
JOEY, or did I change you?
Just having a crazy patch, too.
There are things
that I have to do.
When the summer's over,
I'll stop.
Because of me, yes?
I have to think I'm doing good.
Your excuse for wearing
a pretty dress.
When does DAMON return?
October the first.
( SCOFFS ) Then it's fate.
What is?
When I say it's fate...
it's God, but I don't.
You know why?
Because I'm not so sure
that God is there anymore.
That's the truth.
I think I'm going to throw up.
Oh.
No, I'm fine.
Sister, I'm Catholic.
I'm not your sister.
I'm drunk and I'm
up against the wall.
30...
a scar above the eye...
works in the city.
WOMAN:
A massive 50% off.
Rain jackets half price.
Fleece half price,
T-shirts half price.
Walking shoes half price.
- A massive 50% off.
JOEY...
H- how are things?
Things are okay.
Have you heard from DAMON?
Yeah, he's okay.
You seem so together now.
I'm really together now.
You're like a different person.
So, JOEY...
are you exclusively gay?
You know, it's interesting...
recently...
I've found myself
attracted to...
nuns.
Who the f*** are you?
You owe
Mr. Choy money.
What the f*** do you know
about Mr. Choy?
JOEY:
He's my boss.
What are you talking about?
Mr. Choy only
employ Chinese.
Tell Mr. Choy
I'll send him a check.
I'm taking the cash.
( SPEAKING ITALIAN )
Give me the f***ing cash.
Step out of the way, my friend,
and let me take
some of what you owe in cash
as a gesture of goodwill.
No!
( YELLS )
WOMAN:
Please don't hurt him!
( HUMMINGBIRD WINGS
FLUTTERING )
- ( HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING )
That money belongs
to my family.
MAN:
Vincenzo, no!
- ( YELLS )
- ( WOMAN YELLING IN ITALIAN )
( SIRENS WAILING )
MAN ON RADIO:
...of Mamarita Restaurant.
18 Clancey Street.
That's 1-8 Clancey Street.
WOMAN ON RADIO:
...knownby the name of JOEY Jones.
No known address.
Approach with caution.
Reported connection to the
Angel of the Lord
Homeless Mission,
Covent Garden.
Is there a problem?
You are scaring my clients.
We're looking for someone.
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