The Anatomy of a Chase: Behind the Scenes of the Filming of 'The Seven-Ups' Page #3

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Give me a couple of days, you know.

Hey, how come

you're not telling me...

about the Coltello funeral?

Look at this guy. I was gonna tell you about it.

Give me a chance, will ya?

- It's Festa's partner, you know.

- I know it's Festa's partner.

I got a few things on my mind,

you know?

I got my wife. I got you.

I got those guys, you know-

Will ya, Buddy?

Hey, Vito.

Hey, undertaker.

What did the brother-in-law die of?

I understand it was the liver.

[Car Doors Closing]

[Chattering, Indistinct]

How are you?

Ah, a funeral really brings them out.

You know, respect for the dead

is considered very important. You know that.

[Buddy]

Should show as much for the living.

[Chattering, Indistinct]

Ah, here's Coltello.

And that's the sister-in-law

and Festa's son.

Now, where's the old man?

He's probably late.

Bailing out some punk, as usual.

I just hope he shows up.

Here's your pal,

Big Bill the Enforcer.

Son of a b*tch is

some tough piece of work.

It took four of us to get him

in the car one night. No kidding.

- Ansel's not close enough. Here, take this.

See what Mingo's got.

- Right.

[Chattering, Indistinct]

Mingo.

Hey, Mingo. Are you getting anything from Ansel?

Because we're not getting nothing.

Not too clear, my man.

He's not transmitting good.

##[Organ]

[Man]

Max, I say do nothing.

Let's keep out of trouble.

"Do nothing," he says.

"Let's stay out of trouble."

They're shaking us down one by one.

We already got trouble.

Who do we beef to, the D. A?

We gotta go along.

Who's talking about complaining?

I wanna break balls.

Like whose, Max?

My father's?

It's easy for you to talk because you paid.

You're safe. Why shouldn't we?

Benny, cool it.

We'll take care of everything.

What's to keep them from knocking off

my father before we get to them?

The kid's not wrong, Max.

I mean, if I knew these are cops...

you know, knocking 'em off

is bad business...

bad business for everybody.

Who are they?

Where are they?

- How much for your brother?

- 100,000, Max.

100,000. 100,000 for me.

Same amount for names I can't even mention.

And now 150 for Festa.

Don't you see they're getting greedy?

It's not gonna stop.

It's gonna go on and on and on. And if it's not

one of us, it's gonna be one of our families.

- Maybe they'll be satisfied now.

- Why should they be satisfied?

- It's easy money. We would do the same thing.

- [Knock On Door]

Hey.

Max, excuse me.

Carmine, the funeral

is getting ready to go.

You see what I mean?

We're going crazy.

We're acting like a bunch

of kids on their first job.

[Chattering, Indistinct]

[Chattering, Indistinct]

[Chattering, Indistinct]

Coming apart, boys.

Oh, sh*t.

- [Static]

- What did he say? "Park, part"?

[Chattering, Indistinct]

Ow! Aah, son of a-

Ahh.

I don't believe you.

Hey, all you drivers. Can I see you

for a minute in here? Yeah, all of you.

- You want us in there?

- Everybody, yes.

All right.

- You want us all in there?

- Yeah, you too.

##[Organ, Faint]

Aah!

- [Kalish] Now we'll see, that dirty-

- Aah!

Huh? What did I tell ya? Was I right?

They're all over the goddamn place.

- [Groaning]

- Check him out. Check him out!

Now, hold him.

Just look at that.

He's a goddamn walking radio station.

That's how they know more about me

than my own wife does.

Dirty, no-good,

son-of-a-b*tch cop.

I'll make 'em a ransom.

If they want a ransom, we got one-him!

What'd I tell ya?

Your father could be home right now for nothin'...

and we could all sleep nights.

Mingo, listen, they're pullin' out now.

Stick with Ansel. Let him know he's not alone.

Gotcha.

[Car Engine Starts]

[Engine Starts]

Believe me, this is the only way.

Look, the guys'll be right behind you all the way.

You'll be covered.

This'll break their balls.

- [Snaps Fingers]

- Let's go.

Hm.

Buddy, Buddy.

- Yeah, Buddy.

- Ansel's not here.

- What the hell do you mean, he's not there?

- I checked every single car.

I'm telling you, he's not here.

Get your ass over here.

We're goin' downstairs.

When you get to the car wash,

keep your eyes open. Okay?

Let's go.

Uh-oh. We got company.

Hold on.

$1.25, sir. Wash and wax.

Okay, thank you.

Pull it up slow.

Come on up. That's it.

- Take it nice and easy, daddy.

Move over and don't get out.

- Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!

Don't shoot. Don't hurt me.

[Tires Screeching]

- Get out, old man.

- What's the matter?

- Get out, I said.

- You're making a mistake.

- We never make mistakes.

- I came to make a deal for Festa.

- No deal!

- All right, wiseguy. Open up the trunk.

Open the trunk!

What is this?

You son of a-

Aah!

Hey, you. Hey, freeze. Police.

Officer, take it easy.

Okay, all right. What's wrong?

All right! Okay, I'll freeze!

Listen! What happened?

- Put your hands down!

- [Babbling]

Uuh!

[Low Groaning]

Hey, don't-Take it easy!

Oh, for God's sake.

- Easy.

- [Whimpers]

Easy.

[Engine Starts, Tires Squeal]

[Horns Honking]

Sh*t!

Ah, Jesus Christ!

[Horn Honks]

F*** off!

[Horn Honking]

Son of a b*tch.

[Horn Honking]

[Honking Continues]

[Indistinct Chattering]

[Tires Screeching]

- [Screams]

- [All Screaming]

[Tires Screeching]

[Horn Honking]

Come on. Step on it.

- What the hell is that?

- [Siren Blaring]

Oh, Jesus Christ!

[Siren Continues]

Car 86! He shot a cop! I'm on the job!

He's going for the bridge! Close it off!

We got him. Ten-four.

Jesus H. Christ!

- [No Audible Dialogue]

- [Gunshots]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Horn Honking]

[Bus Horn Blares]

[Moans Softly]

- What kind of cases did he work?

- That I'm not at liberty-

[Overlapping Chatter]

- What other mobsters have you-

- How long has he been on the force?

We have a policeman found in a mobster's car.

That mobster is wounded and is in this hospital.

- What's the connection?

- I don't know at this point.

What sort of work was

Officer Ansel engaged in?

- I'm not at liberty to tell you.

- Was he alone or working with somebody else?

[Phone Ringing]

[Door Opens]

[Page Bell Chimes]

[Woman On P.A.]

Dr. Largee. Dr. Largee.

Stay with him.

[Phone Ringing]

It's Janie Ansel.

Phone.

I thought you'd better-

You know?

[Baby Crying]

It only happened a short time ago.

I have not investigated it myself.

- Chief, why are you here?

- Was this cop a person-Was he being paid off?

- Oh, I couldn't answer that.

- Was Officer Ansel ever involved

in anything underhanded?

- A little bit unscrupulous?

- Of course not. He wouldn't have

been in the Seven-Ups if he had.

What's he doing dead now for if he wasn't

involved in anything he shouldn't be involved in?

- You got a dead cop on your hands.

- Wait. What's the Seven-Ups?

The Seven-Ups are a very highly secretive

investigative unit...

- within the police department.

- [Overlapping Chatter]

[Woman On P.A.]

Dr. Largee. Dr.-

Hello, Janie.

No, everything's all right.

No, you can't. He- He's still in the O.R.

You can't get near the place.

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