Rob the Mob Page #3
thwarted by the shroud
that surrounds Fiorello.
Daryl Strawberry
will be returning to train
for the first time since
exchanging his Mets uniform
for Dodger blue.
Marissa. Hey,
miss p*ssy.
Now this is for Tommy.
Okay.
And this is
for my biggest earner.
That's me!
Thank you.
Rabitz...
We're going to have
to sell your car.
My father gave me that car.
I am not selling the car.
Well, then we're going to have
to go back to your mother's...
I am not going back
to my mother's!
Well, then we're going
to have to go to plan B.
Okay, what's plan B?
Plan B, baby.
Yes. Tell me.
Listen, just hear me out.
Oh, no!
No. No.
Honey, listen,
they're criminals.
They're not going
to call the cops.
And the cops aren't
going to f***ing care
if we rip off
some f***ing wiseguys.
Look, we get in the car,
you drive me to the
end of this corner,
I run in, five minutes,
and then bam!
We're outta there.
What happens if you go to jail?
What do you mean?
What are you talking about jail?
Who's going to jail? Who's going to jail?
I'm not going to jail.
Okay.
That's why this is good.
All we need is a grand,
maybe 1500 bucks,
and then we're over this hump
and then we can go back
to business as usual.
What happens if you get hurt?
No one is getting hurt.
Nobody is going
to get hurt, baby.
Hey, if you've got
a better idea,
don't be quiet.
I don't.
Look.
All you got to do is drive.
That's all you got to do.
No one is going to get hurt.
Okay.
Yeah?
All right.
Just relax.
I been working on this.
I'm not saying yes, though.
What the f*** is that?
Whoa, what?
What is that?
Oh, my God!
What? It's an eggplant.
No, next to the eggplant!
Oh, sh*t, I'm sorry.
I forgot I had this in there.
What is that?
It's... listen.
Oh, my God!
Overwhelming force.
If it works
for the U.S. Army,
it's going
to f***ing work for us.
Now please, I need your help
because I have no idea
how to use this thing.
Don't bring it in here.
You're better
with mechanics than me.
You turn it to the left.
Turn what to the left?
If you move this.
Hold it like that.
Okay?
Pull over. Pull over.
We just passed it.
What are you doing?
Pull over. I can't do this.
You can't...
you can't do what?
I can't.
I cannot.
I cannot go back to jail, Tommy.
I'm not going
back to jail either.
Rosie, I need you, baby.
Just this one time,
like we talked about.
Just to get ahead.
Make a U-ey.
Those are our new bed sheets.
It's a pillowcase.
Yeah, but it's part of a set!
I thought a trash bag would rip.
Oh, God.
You mine?
I'm yours.
Tommy.
Yeah, baby.
I love you.
What...
Don't f***ing say it!
I told you it's... Fine,
I don't love you.
Shut the f*** up!
You shut the f*** up!
- Shut the f*** up, I swear to God.
- Shut the f***...
Shut the f*** up right now!
Stop it.
Stop.
Put your hood on.
Keep your eyes open.
Keep the car running.
Can I help you?
Yeah. Yeah.
Whoa, whoa,
are you f***ing kidding me?
All right, this is a robbery.
Hey, get the f*** over there.
Come on, come on!
Get the f*** over there.
No one behind me, all right?
Kid, you know
where the f*** you are?
Yeah, I'm at 140 Union Avenue.
I got the address right, right?
Yeah, that's it.
That's the address.
Yeah, then I know where I am.
All right, I want everything!
I want everything.
I want your f***ing...
I want your... I want your... your-your,
you know, your chains.
Your f***ing watches.
I want your f***ing rings.
I want your f***ing wallets.
I want your f***ing rolls.
I want everything!
Wait, wait.
Hold on.
What is this, a Halloween costume?
What are you doing?
No, this f***ing thing
is real, man!
Is this Gotti? Did Gotti
put you up to this?
Hey, do you think I'm
I don't know what's going on.
Kid, take your... take your... Kid,
take your finger off the trigger.
That's right!
Okay, listen now.
No one is going to get f***ing hurt,
all right?
All right, come here.
Come here and hold this sh*t.
Yeah, okay.
Gorgeous, right?
Hold the f***ing sack.
Everything inside the sack.
Everything inside the f***ing sack.
Hey kid, let me
tell you something.
I'm going to find you,
and when I find you...
you're going to f***ing die!
I'm going to f***ing die?
That's right.
I'm going to f***ing die?
Everyone f***ing dies!
Everything inside!
Inside!
Inside with this stupid f***ing hair!
This stupid f***ing hair!
Kid!
This stupid f***ing hair!
Everything in there.
Hey, what the f***!
What are those?
Are those... hey!
Are those Italian?
Give me the shoes.
I want the shoes, too!
I want your goddamn shoes.
Put your f***ing shoes
in the bag. In the bag.
In the f***ing bag, Gorgeous.
Stupid f***ing guinea.
Stupid f***ing...
Yeah, you heard me!
All right, now everyone...
I want everyone to lie down.
Now lie down.
Oh, come on.
Lie down on the goddamn ground.
Lie down on the ground.
Lie the f*** down!
Lay down on the floor.
Face down!
Now you lie on top of him.
Pops, get on top of him.
Just like that.
Look, I said lie on top of him.
That's what I mean.
Now lie on top of him.
Yeah, just...
yeah, like that.
I ain't no f***ing queer!
Now you, lay down.
Lay down!
Now move your hips.
Yeah, just like...
yeah, like you're f***ing
him in the ass!
Just like that!
You get on top of him.
Yeah... hey! You!
Come on, chubby, over here!
F*** him in the ass!
You're f***ing dead.
Everybody... oh, I'm f***ing dead.
Where the f*** is my camera?
This is for Frank Uva!
Open it! Rosie, f***ing open the door.
I'm trying!
Open it!
Rosie, open the goddamn door!
Pull it on the handle!
Pull? I am f***ing pulling it!
I'm trying to open it!
Push on it! Push it down.
Oh, my God!
Who the f*** was that?
Pull it! God!
I can't f***ing believe...
Go! Go!
You're in f***ing reverse!
Shut the f*** up!
Don't drive stupid.
I'm not robbing the f***ing mob
and then getting pinched by the
cops on a f***ing traffic beef!
Then what did you do?
What could I do?
I gave him the money.
There were ten guys in here.
You couldn't take him?
The kid was waving an Uzi, Sal.
And you were waving your prick.
Respectfully, that's not fair.
Hey, go f*** yourself!
Fair? What am I,
your mother?
You want a hug?
So who's this kid with the Uzi?
Is he one of Gotti's crew?
That's what I thought,
but I ain't never seen this kid
at no weddings or no wakes.
Sal,
I think he's the kid who came in last week.
What kid?
The kid who mentioned 140 Union.
The kid who peeked in the door?
Yeah.
Yeah, it was him.
You going to tell the Boss?
He already knows.
On my way over there now.
What does he know?
That you guys got robbed.
You got held up.
Why? Did something
else happen?
No. We got robbed.
What else happened?
Nothing.
Nothing, I swear.
A f***ing headache
I didn't need.
Today of all days.
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