Save the Tiger Page #6

you're financing.

- Got any ideas?

- One or two.

Hello, Sidney, how are they hanging?

They're hanging good, Harry, like always.

How much you boys

selling money for these days?

He has to ask me what the terms are.

first of the month and then it graduates.

Graduates? I understand,

it levels off about 200%?

- Well, another account...

- We'll let you know later?

Listen, you guys are in the middle.

The banks, they ain't gonna give you sh*t.

You make everything run,

they don't grease you.

Look around in there, you see any banks?

But we'll throw dice with you.

Yeah, but we got a movie,

we gotta see. Come on, Phil.

Movie? They haven't made

a good movie in 30 years.

- What do you say, fellas?

- We'll keep in touch, okay?

Goodbye, Sidney.

What's that rot you're smoking?

You'll kill yourself smoking that crap.

Here, Havana. Smell the ocean, enjoy.

- We'll talk to you later. Come on, Phil.

- So long, Sid.

Say, that's a nice suit, you're wearing,

Harry. Passatti?

- Yeah.

- Sid, thanks for the cigar.

Nothing.

That's a good sign.

If the Mob sent Sid, the word

must be out we have a hot line.

The Mob has money for us

and the banks don't.

It's a great system.

Well, I guess the bank figures

if they don't give it to us the Mob will.

The Mob would give it to us all right.

Can you imagine living

with their hooks into you?

- No worse than arson.

- It's worse.

Remember what happened to

Georgie Kramer, a couple of years ago?

A 400 pound Turk walks in his office...

hangs him out a 13 story window

by his ankles...

and says, "Next time I let go."

You know, Harry,

I've never seen one of these things.

- What things?

- A blue movie.

- Just life in a close-up.

- Do they actually show everything?

What's to show? A couple of naked

bodies crawling all over each other...

some guy holding a camera hollering,

"Not yet, not yet."

Yes, so what was he doing, in a gay bar?

You're putting me on!

So listen, how did you make out?

- Two, please.

- $10.

What?

- $10.

- You're kidding.

$5 a head. You want a pair or not?

What are you giving away?

The name of our attraction

is Denmark Speaks.

Been here for 18 weeks.

Famous smorgasbord scene. Just a minute.

You can have a private booth for $15.

- Do you qualify for Medicare?

- Yeah? How about that.

If you don't mind, ma'am, please,

two tickets?

Let's go.

The Danes have come a long way

from wooden shoes.

That's Holland.

I remember years ago I saw Quo Vadis

here and now they're playing this crap.

It's still the same thing.

They just took their togas off.

... but total joy in the

penultimate seconds of orgasm.

The young people in

a totally liberated society...

demonstrate in this scene

the magnificence of fallatio or oral sex.

See how these young people

are made happy...

by the slow feeling of one another...

- Nice suit.

- Thanks.

- Silk?

- Yeah.

- Hong Kong?

- Rome.

Nice.

Thank you. Give it to me.

Phil, give it to me.

Here's the down payment,

the key, and the address.

Don't look at me. Watch the screen.

What time is it vacant?

After 6:
00.

What else is there?

Well, there's a shirt company

on the ground floor...

- we're on the second floor, that's all.

- Watch the screen, Harry.

We're not exactly

passing state secrets, Charlie.

You don't pump gasoline

with a cigarette in your mouth...

just watch the screen.

How old is the building?

Thirty-five?

Thirty-seven.

I'll check it out tonight.

Meet me here tomorrow, 10:00 a.m.

- Right.

- We don't want anyone hurt.

You want to forget it, say so.

We just don't want anyone hurt, understand?

Look at the screen, Phil.

Please, let's net confuse morality

with technology.

You're not talking to some pyromaniac.

I've set 15 major industrial fires across

the country in the last three years.

I've had two firemen overcome

by smoke inhalation.

They both recovered, received citations.

If they'd issue the new C-15 masks...

smoke wouldn't be a problem

anymore anyway.

They use them in France, you know.

This is a science, gentlemen,

an exact science.

Whether or not to set the fire

is a moral question.

- That's up to you.

- It's in your hands, Professor.

Enjoy the picture.

Nice suit, Harry.

... as you now witness...

You got to respect Charlie, all business.

Phil, it is the only way out.

... helps demonstrate explicitly

the amount of precision...

Let's go!

Harry, that man is a lunatic!

Sits there with his hands on his

stomach and a glazed look in his eye.

- He's the best, Phil.

- I think we ought to go back to Sid...

- talk to him and make a deal!

- Phil, will you forget about Sid?

Behind that Havana cigar is a killer.

Yes, but Sid's money can keep us going!

I am not gonna donate a year

of my life paying 200% to any Mob!

Now, do you understand that? I'm sorry.

Go back to the office, will you?

Get together with Meyer and line out

the orders. I'm gonna take a walk.

I'll see you at the office.

Hey, Mister. Wanna help us save the tiger?

Only takes a signature.

Only 556 of them left.

Think we ought to keep them around,

don't you?

Yeah.

- How's Cuban Pete?

- Cuban Pete?

He took a walk, he feels great.

How much did we write?

- A little over three. They ate it up.

- What did I tell you?

I'm going home.

You want to have dinner with us?

I don't think so.

Can I borrow one of your shirts?

Help yourself. That's two you owe me.

Salesmen are happy? What'd they say?

The usual, "Can we deliver?"

Meyer's going over the orders.

He wants to see you.

Well, with what we wrote

discounted at the bank...

and Charlie, we're gonna squeeze through.

I checked Swissair, they got a flight

to Geneva, stops in New York.

Good idea. You can see your daughter

before we go to jail.

You wanna go fishing, right, Phil?

And we got to get out of bed

every morning.

At least I don't get out of bed

in Beverly Hills.

Well, how I lead my life doesn't have

anything to do with our business.

Just takes a little pressure off

when your nut isn't sky high.

It's my pressure, Phil, my nut.

Except when it spills off.

Like this afternoon at the show.

It's a criminal act, Harry!

What criminal act, Phil?

To keep people working?

That's what you yourself said

this morning, isn't it?

Is it a criminal act to try to hang on

to 15 years of hard work?

What the hell was our dream?

To meet a payroll and not a pay check.

Wasn't that the dream?

That was the big slice of the pie.

Everybody in this whole God damn

country dances around the law, Phil.

- Now what's a criminal act? You tell me.

- So the end justifies the means.

Well, that's what they got

up on the scoreboard, baby.

- That's the way they play it.

- Who's "they?" We're "they."

- And there are rules.

- Wrong.

Used to be.

No more rules, just referees.

And no room out there for losers,

believe me.

You and me out on that street again?

Why, Christ! What would we do?

Where would we go?

We're obsolete. You want logic, Phil.

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