Small Time Crooks Page #2
I was running numbers.
You were an exotic dancer. We fell
in love, your parents didn't approve.
I tried to go legit. I couldn't
make a go of the pet cemetery.
What do you want me to do?
But, but...
Frenchy, this pizza place is
Just waiting for us.
It's gonna look suspicious, a group
of guys drilling in an empty store.
That's where you come in.
You front the place.
- What?
- You front it. You make pizzas.
With what?
I can't cook pizzas.
Cook cookies!
What's the difference?
Or you tell fortunes. You look like
a Gypsy. Or make it a travel agency.
You work there, and we'll
tunnel under into the bank.
- God.
- Frenchy, come here, come here.
- See this? See how beautiful this is?
- Yeah.
See what you're seeing there?
It's not just New Jersey.
When we first met, there was a sunset
just like this. Remember that?
Yeah. In New Jersey. But in Columbia
there was an earthquake.
Sorry, but the location
What?
They made a deal yesterday.
I told you, if you waited too long...
Who did?
Who took the place?
Gimme...
You got the name?
Mrs. Nettie Goldberg.
Jesus! For what?
I believe a flower shop.
A flower shop!
It's a little old lady.
Her husband died, and she wants to
make the joint into a flower shop.
- That don't make no difference. Somebody's got
to get to her. - To get to her and what?
Beg her, con her, trick her.
I'm gonna go to her shop
and threaten her.
- You can't threaten her. That's all we need...
- Don't do that.
- I gotta figure a way to talk to her.
- And say what?
If her husband just died, what
are you gonna say? You need a plan.
Right.
I gotta figure something.
I'll charm her.
- What are you gonna use for charm?
- Knock it off. We're serious.
Some master plan.
You don't even have the lease.
I'm gonna get the lease.
That's what this is about.
You guys are gonna rob a bank, and some old
lady has the joint first. What a hoot.
- That's very funny.
- I'm gonna slam your head off. Jesus!
- Hey!
The bank isn't even
next to the pizza joint.
I told you that before.
That's what's great about it.
Why?
'Cause there's nothing suspicious.
The only thing suspicious
is your sanity.
When did any of you guys
dig a tunnel?
It's no big deal.
You really underestimate
Ray's personality.
He's one of the most likable dishwashers
I've ever met.
Don't pay any attention to her.
We're gonna proceed.
- Uh...
- Yeah?
I'm lookin'
for Nettie Goldberg.
- Who wants her?
- Uh, I got something for her.
I want to make her an offer.
A big offer. Big dough. Big dough!
Come on in.
- I'm Nettie Goldberg.
- I know you.
You're Benny
from cell block eight!
- Oh, God, Ray! How are you?
- Ray!
- You're lookin' at me like I'm a stranger.
- Small world! I'm sorry.
Come in. Small world.
You took the lease
on that empty store?
Yeah. I'm gonna open
a flower shop.
What're you gonna do
with a flowershop?
Burn it down.
Burnit down? You're still
burning stuff down for insurance?
I burn everything. That's how I
sent two kids through college.
That's crazy.
There's no money in that.
Benny, you gotta come in
with us.
- Who's "us"?
- "Who's us"? What are you so suspicious for?
You don't trust me?
It's me, Ray.
- Remember my nick name in the joint?
- The Brain?
The Brain. That's what
the guys used to call me. I got...
But, Ray,
that was sarcastic.
- That wasn't sarcastic, that was real.
- No, it was sarcastic.
- There was nothing sarcastic about it!
- No, really, it was.
- It was real. I was The Brain.
- No, it was sarcastic.
- It wasn't sarcastic.
- Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
It was sarcastic!
- Fellas, this is Benny. He's in.
- Benny? Looks like a cop to me.
- How you doin'?
- Good. Nice to meet you.
- You know you're workin' with a genius?
- I told him that.
I mean, we're all smart,
but he wears glasses.
- What's good? Pine, right?
- Oak.
Redwood is what woodpeckers peck on.
It's the strongest.
- That makes good trees, right?
- Yeah.
This looks good.
This is good stuff.
Look how long it is.
We could build a house with this.
- We're just building a tunnel, right?
- Whoa, whoa.
- Like a house. This is good stuff.
- A house, yeah.
How much is that?
- A thousand bucks.
- A thousand bucks a box! Jesus!
- How many sticks in a box?
- Fifty.
My God, this is robbery.
This is unbelievable.
What do we need
all this dynamite for?
What do we need the dynamite for?
Just be careful...
- Ahh.
- Can I have one of these and one of these?
- Uh, okay. One of these?
- Mm-hmm.
- One of these. Okay. You want a bag?
- No, that's okay.
- I haven't got a bag. You'll
take'em like this? -That's fine.
It's gonna be
a lot of work, fellas.
But when it's over, we're gonna
be all very well compensated.
- Who's gonna work the drill?
- What do you mean?
I don't know how
to work a drill like that.
There's nothing to that.
Whoever's gonna work the drill,
I'll tell you now...
...it's gonna make a lot of noise.
No, no.
What do you think this is?
This is why I get the big dough. We
wrap this blanket around it, it's fine.
You gotta know how to work
a drill like that.
Whoa, take it easy.
Shut it off.
Will you guys shut up?
What did you do, tear a wall down?
- We ain't started yet.
- What do you mean?
What are you waiting for,
the drilling season?
Do me a favor.
Go upstairs and bake.
You know, I...
I don't need any help.
- You got it?
- No. You better brace me.
Guys! What are you doing?
Come on, get that thing!
Get that thing!
You got it?
Okay, hold it.
Could we have a half dozen
of the chocolate cinnamon?
We're closed... for Easter.
- That was three months ago.
- Greek Easter.
- Well, that was two months ago.
- Chinese Easter! We're closed, okay?
I'd like a cookie for my daughter.
Honey, what kind do you want?
All right! Come on, have a cookie.
Sure, take a cookie.
- How you doin'?
- Oh, hi.
- You still open?
- Yeah, yeah, sure. Sure.
- Give me two cherry cinnamon.
- Cherry cinnamon, right.
- New here, huh?
- Just opened today, yeah.
What's all that noise in the back?
Oh, that's the, uh, cookie press.
Needs oil, you know.
- There's a slight leak.
- This is our plumber.
- I'm the plumber. There's a tiny leak.
- How's it goin'?
- What do I owe you?
- Oh, no charge.
- Thanks a lot. Take it easy.
- I gotta get some sandbags.
The cookies,
they're 85 cents.
- Somebody get the sandbags.
- Just relax. You're a perfect fit.
- Where the hell are the sandbags?
- Just relax!
Okay, so we got off
to a shaky start.
Yeah,
I'd say it was shaky.
There's gonna be glitches.
No question about it. So what?
Tomorrow
bring a bathing suit.
I'm not discouraged
'cause I don't get discouraged.
You know, there was a woman on before.
She's got over 200 pairs of shoes.
Don't worry. You're gonna get yours,
Frenchy. I promise you.
You're gonna be fine. This time,
a month or two, we'll be in Miami.
It'll be great.
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