Rob the Mob Page #2

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No time is easy time.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, so is Mom around?

Uh, nah...

She's not here?

Mm-mm.

All right, because

I wanted to talk to her.

All right, you'll tell her

I stopped by, right?

Yeah, sure I'll do that.

Look at this, I've still got it.

Hey, you know what?

So I moving in with my girlfriend, Rosie.

That's good.

I really want you guys to meet.

I was figuring that, you know...

I thought that maybe the

three of us could get a beer.

Okay, yeah. Well, you know,

not now you know.

It's just been crazy, crazy busy.

Crazy busy, yeah...

Crazy, crazy busy.

Crazy.

Yeah, well I didn't mean

like right now.

No, sure.

You know, when you're free.

Yeah.

Yeah, maybe.

Oh, Jesus.

What?

I haven't seen

this picture in so long.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah... Look at that.

You remember that?

Yeah, yeah...

Well, you know, things change.

You know, Bobby,

I was thinking...

You know, maybe

I could come back.

Yeah? We could turn this

into something, you know?

We could get it making

some money, I think.

You know, with some help.

You know, I mean...

yeah, I could talk to Ma, you know.

Would you talk to her?

I mean, I can't make any promises,

but you know...

That'd be amazing if you could talk...

Bobby?

I need you to recut these

and add some more...

Hey, Ma.

Pink to them, please.

And I need some help

in the back.

Hey... Ma, seriously?

You're not even

going to say hello?

Yeah. Hello.

What do you need? Money?

No, I... I don't

need anything. I just...

When do we see you, huh, Tommy?

Either you need bail

or you're in trouble.

Come on, Ma.

Stop it.

You come around

only when you need things

and then you leave,

and you go on again, and it's bye-bye.

And then I'm stuck here

every night wondering

if the next time I see you,

I'm burying you.

Don't say that.

All right? I just... Things are

going to be different, all right?

I'm doing better.

I'm picking up the pieces.

Go.

Ma?

- Bobby, go back to work.

- Okay.

You know next week,

maybe we could grab that beer. Yeah?

Yeah. Yeah.

I want to do that, you know. Okay.

You know, I want you

to meet Rosie.

Yeah, Rosie. Yeah.

We can start your payments

at 25 a month.

Yeah. You're welcome.

You're dealing with a bureaucracy,

right.

So you got to think

like a bureaucrat.

I'm going to tell you what to do.

You listening to me?

You fill out the slip.

Right? You send it in.

But you don't put

any money inside, right?

Then you call,

and you raise hell.

"Yeah, I paid you. I paid you.

Don't you have the slip?"

And they say, "Yes,

we have the slip but we don't..."

And then you say,

"Well, you lost my check!"

I'm telling you, it's going

to buy you like six months.

I'm serious.

Positive thinking!

I can't believe

how old Bobby Pills got.

And he just walks in with the

hounds tooth jacket and I'm like Jesus!

That's not Bobby Pills, that's Tony.

That's Tony Caruso.

- That's Tony Caruso..

- Yeah, Tony's the snake.

He's always changing it.

That's why he got the nickname Slippery.

They couldn't find him, ever.

Right.

When they'd finally tag him,

he'd have the perfect alibi.

His wife got on the stand

and said,

"Yeah, Tony couldn't have

whacked Jimmy

"because every Friday night,

Tony's with his mistress."

And his wife said it?

His wife told them that, yeah.

All right, I'm going

to go back up.

That man.

John Gotti.

I do what he says, when he says.

He tells me to jump, I jump.

It's always been that way.

He's the boss.

Now, by boss you mean...

The Skipper, the Chief,

the Capo-regime.

He's the boss

of the Gambino Family.

And he told me

to take care of it.

Take care of it?

To whack. Ice him.

Smoke him. Get rid of him.

Kill him.

Can you talk to me

about the night of August 20th?

We was at a sit down

at the Pizalo Club

over on Union Avenue.

That's the Mafia Social Club

at 140 Union Avenue?

Objection, Your Honor.

Move to strike the word

'Mafia' from the record.

There is no such thing

as a Mafia.

It is just

an ugly ethnic stereotype.

Sustained.

So at this social club,

you had your gun with you?

No. No guns in the club.

It's against the rules...

Guns and wiseguys is a bad mix.

You'll love the ocean view.

And you're going to have to

put down some big credit, too.

Like your life.

Don't f*** with me.

All right. Later.

Uh, is this the library?

It's a private club.

Is there a library

on this block?

This is 140, right?

140 Union?

Get the f*** out of here.

Okay. All right.

All right.

You think I can get a drink?

You have Campari?

Go on, get the f*** out of here!

Okay, I'm going

to get the f*** out of here.

F***ing jerk off.

Hey, baby.

Hello, you don't just walk

out of your job

whenever you feel like it.

"Rosie, do you need help?"

Can I help you, baby?

No.

Did you get peanut butter?

Yeah.

Where were you?

I went to one of those social clubs.

Like a mafia social club?

Yeah, the Italian social club

out on Union Avenue.

I was curious, you know.

So I walked in.

You know what

was going on in there?

No.

Nothing.

Nothing was going on.

Absolutely nothing.

A bunch of old guys

playing cards.

You know, there's no guns

allowed in those clubs.

Did you know that?

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Where did you hear that?

At the Gotti trial.

You went to the Gotti trial?

Yeah.

When?

Before the social club.

Now you're,

like... Now you're freaking me out.

What are you,

like a f***ing groupie?

You know Sammy the Bull?

No, I don't know Sammy.

You know Sammy the Bull.

Well, I saw Sammy the Bull

today, on trial.

He was giving his testimony, right?

Sure.

And he said that.

He said, "Wiseguys and guns is a bad mix.

"No guns allowed

in the club."

Yeah,

because they're actually social clubs,

like they hang out

like they're normal people.

Yeah, right.

Like they're normal people.

They're not doing anything.

I got to thinking, baby like...

when I walked in there, I mean,

wiseguys, they got cash.

I mean, a lot of f***ing cash, right?

Yeah.

I could clean them out.

I mean, like, clean them out.

No, no, no.

What?

You're not serious, are you?

What?

Please don't tell me

you're f***ing serious.

I'm just saying it's easy money.

I'm just saying, baby.

Give me all your money!

Give me all your f***ing money!

Give me all your money!

Give...

A spokesman from Mayor

Denkins office denied all allegations.

In Manhattan, a grand jury

has rejected an indictment

against reputed crime family

boss Alfonse Fiorello,

citing lack

of credible evidence.

The reclusive Fiorello

has long been thought

to be behind the assassination of Gambino

family associate Anthony "Clams" Opstrepo

an incident that sparked

an inter-family war

which resulted in the murder

of Robert Fiorello,

he only son of the alleged boss.

The FBI has long sought

to prove that Fiorello,

a Brooklyn-based owner

of a food importing business,

is, in fact, the head of the

notorious Vazallo crime family,

but the Feds have been consistently

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