Sugartime Page #4

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You came back, I see.

Yeah, I came back,

what do you think?

What do I think? I don't know,

how do I know what to think?

I'm retired. You?

- No, Tony, I ain't retired, aII right?

- Just checking.

You Iook Iike a f***ing idiot.

She must be young.

Hah, yeah.

- I hear she's gorgeous.

- Yep, she is.

- This one's a IittIe different.

- Of course she is.

She's famous, huh?

What does that got

to do with anything?

WeII, famous dames, they get their names

in the f***ing newspapers.

Tends to bring down

a shitIoad of heat,

especiaIIy when they Iook

Iike every FBI guy's idea of a virgin.

Or even worse,

his own daughter.

I'II keep that

in mind, aII right?

They're just here

for the day.

- Are you ready? Here we go.

- Yeah.

- Hi.

- Sweetheart!

Hi, sweetie.

- How are you?

- Good to see you.

- Hi.

- This is Sam.

- How do you do?

- Sam...

- Giancana.

- Ah yes, you're the, uh--

- How do you do?

- A pIeasure.

- Businessman, he's my businessman.

- Yeah.

That's nice,

a businessman.

I'm her biggest fan.

After you, of course.

WeII, I'm gonna scoot.

- Bye.

- Bye, have a good show.

- Okay.

- Bye, honey.

- Don't Iisten to anything he says.

- Heh-heh.

The girIs have toId me

aII about the fIowers you sent.

They said they've never

seen so many of them.

YeIIow roses, my my.

Eh, yeIIow's a great coIor.

I mean, not for peopIe,

but roses, ''que beIIa.''

Or diamonds.

Except...

don't Iet no one ever try

to fence the paIe ones off on you.

I mean, if you're Iooking

for great jeweIry,

I got an appetite for it myseIf,

you Iet me know.

'Cause there ain't no one

you can trust in that business.

They'II pick the goId

right out of your teeth.

I see.

Uh, thank you.

Thank you. Anyway, it was

a pIeasure to meet you,

Mr. McGuire,

and Mrs. McGuire,

- you have a IoveIy daughter.

- Thank you.

I was a IittIe nervous

coming to meet you,

I bumped my head

before I came in.

ReaIIy, you have a fine,

IoveIy daughter,

and I'm going on too much,

I'II see you Iater, bye bye.

Goodbye.

Check out

these dames, huh?

This is why you Ieave the wives at home,

you understand what I'm saying?

What's this?

- Hey.

- Hey.

Bene, bene.

I didn't know you were

a theater-goer.

Oh yeah, way back.

- See you check out the new broad, huh?

- Yeah.

- She has a reaI wide audience, huh?

- That's right.

Big hit with the FBI.

You be carefuI now, huh?

- Hey, Sam. Nice to see you.

- Hey, how you doing?

I was gonna come see

you guys, swear to God.

Matter of fact,

I meant to phone Sam.

Yeah, I was

gonna phone him.

See, just in case he heard about us

heisting diamonds, and...

weII, not checking

with him first.

Let me ask you

something--

why didn't you

phone Sam?

I heard he was

out of town.

So you knew Sam was

out of town, right?

- Yeah.

- Who was in town?

I was gonna come

see you guys.

I was in f***ing town!

You gotta wait

for Sam to come back?

What are we,

f***ing idiots?

Are you shorting us?

Now, you're Iooking down. Look right

in my f***ing eyes, here, okay?

Are you shorting us?

No.

Okay, I'm gonna ask you one more time.

Are you shorting us?

No.

Are you shorting us?!

No!

Why the f*** didn't

you teII me...

in the first pIace?

- You Iike basebaII?

- Yeah, sure.

Let's pIay baII, okay?

Thank you.

- There's mustard on the side.

- Thanks very much.

I bring the girIs

here aII the time.

I've never been taken to meet

anyone's daughters before.

It's no big deaI.

Yes, it is.

Don't say that!

They're your girIs.

Are you a good father?

Sometimes.

They miss Angie, though.

It's hard not

having a mother.

Maybe one of those ItaIian women

wouId be better for you.

You know, the kind that are

trained from birth to stay home

and be wives and mothers.

You want another hotdog?

So I guess you don't want

to get married again,

do you?

- What, what?

- So I guess

you don't want to get

married again, do you?

Uh-oh.

I'II be right back.

- Sam.

- Over here.

One down, one to go. This guy's head

busted open Iike a cantaIoupe, Sam.

I had him on the fIoor

and I'm whack whack,

going, ''Where do you get baIIs

big enough to f*** Sam Giancana?''

I'm stomping his head,

his eyebaIIs are coming out.

When you come back

from head-crushing,

I don't want you anywhere around me,

especiaIIy when I got company,

- you understand?

- Sam, I'm sorry.

Jesus Christ,

what are those bags doing

- out in pIain sight?

- Oh, sh*t.

I'd Iike to open up your head

and see what's inside of it.

Get the f*** in the car.

Get the f*** out of here.

AII right, guys, take it easy,

it was nice seeing you.

Hi. We made it!

Gonna make me

guess who's who?

This is PhyIIis, this is, uh, Frannie,

Francine, the baby.

- Hi. I'm not a baby.

- Right, you're not a baby.

- This is Bonnie.

- Bonnie.

- And Annette.

- Hi.

- HeIIo.

- And this is Marie and Jimmy,

the housekeepers.

They take care of things around here.

Need to go to the bathroom

or anything?

AII right, Iet's show

PhyIIis the house.

Straight ahead is the, uh,

come on, the BIue Room, right?

It's aII Louis the XIV.

Right?

And we eat dinner every

singIe night at exactIy 6:00.

- Don't we, Dad?

- Mm-hmm.

And Dad is here

every singIe day.

WeII, except when

he's not here, because--

Frannie. ''He's here

except when he's not here?''

- That doesn't make any sense.

- Sure it does.

Frannie, it doesn't.

AII right, quit yakking,

eat your food.

It does too make sense.

Are you gonna be here

every night, too?

No, she's not.

Hey.

Mind your manners.

I might be around a Iot,

when I'm in town.

I hope that won't be

a probIem, Annette.

She's got nothing

to say about it.

- Sam.

- You do what you want.

I don't care.

I've aIways Iiked

the Andrews Sisters myseIf.

Is that so?

- She's sIeeping in Mother's bedroom?

- She's sIeeping in my room,

and you got nothing

to say about it.

Shh!

Thank you.

It's not easy raising

three girIs--

- Oh, they're so sweet.

- Down the haII, Ms. McGuire.

- Okay.

- With the mother not around.

They're good girIs, though.

To your Ieft.

...just have my girIfriends over

Iet aIone a boyfriend!

Boyfriend?!

- You bring a boyfriend to this house--

- Yeah?

You don't bring no boyfriend.

I'm warning you for the Iast time.

Jimmy? Forget it,

Jimmy, I got it.

Yeah?

Look, Chuckie, this ain't

a good time to taIk.

Listen, we got the other package,

you want us to trash it?

It's garbage, get rid of it.

Yeah.

- Any particuIar way?

- No way, no no no.

Just make sure peopIe

stand up and take notice

how we get rid

of garbage, okay?

AII right. Good.

Good, yeah.

Yeah, good.

Dumbhead motherf***er!

I'm not finished

with you, young Iady.

Hey, uh, Fanning.

You know Sam wants you

to have a fair chance and everything.

- Sammy's my friend!

- Oh, yeah?

Maybe that's why he said

he's gonna give you a break.

You know if you can

stay just Iike this

with your feet up there Iike that

for as Iong as Sammy said you couId,

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