The Arrangement Page #6

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- Sooner or later you will.

- Why are you so violent?

Because you and I have got

a huge reconstruction job to do...

...and because...

Why?

Because where were you last night?

Where were you, all night, last night?

All night.

I was with Gwen last night.

All night, last night.

You-

What are you whispering about?

Eddie, come with us.

Gloria has a list of homes,

we're going to drive and look at some.

- We've decided that-

- In this case, I decide.

In this case, your mother

has the last word and she agrees with us.

Well, ask her.

Oh, by the way,

I just spoke to Gloria on the phone...

...and she said that they've found

a very nice home for Mr. Arness.

No, Father. Old folks' homes

are for people who have nobody.

He has me.

I remember day I arrived this country.

I was 19. Beautiful boy.

Can you believe it?

First time I saw shore.

- Dr. Weeks.

- Long Island.

T ell me, isn't there anything

that can be done for him, really?

Make him as happy as you can

for as long as you can.

First time I saw shore, then-

- I was thinking-

- Actually, Gloria said-

- I was thinking of taking him to Florida.

- Oh, Mr. Arness.

There's a town of Greek sponge fishermen

down there.

You mean kidnap him?

I'm sorry.

You'd have to give permission,

wouldn't you?

- Yes. And, of course, I couldn't do that.

- Father Draddy?

Mr. Willis is looking for you.

What if I were to?

Kidnap him?

I couldn't give permission.

But despite that...

...if you were to,

the best time would be around midnight.

I'll be giving the nurses on the floor

some special instructions.

Going down.

Thanks, Charles.

Come on, Pop. Upstairs to bed for you.

- I sleep here.

- Pop, you can't stay here.

- I sleep here.

- Pop, you-

She give my keys certain persons.

You understand?

All my business papers.

Don't repeat that.

Who knows what kind, God knows,

monkey business going on?

My feet cold.

Yeah, I'll get something for you.

There, feel that?

You're gonna be warm

in a couple of minutes.

- Tomorrow, first thing, we go to bank.

- Right, Pop.

Tomorrow I'm gonna buy you

those little white grapes you like, huh?

I hear that before too.

Are you really gonna take him

to the bank tomorrow?

What else can I do?

His feet were like ice.

- What's his name?

- Sam Arness.

Sam, it's good to see you. Come in.

But after I'm married,

we could see each other.

Get a place, fix it up

and I'd take care of you there.

That's all you want of me anyway,

the night stuff, everything perfect.

And that's all I want of you.

You say you want the truth. That'd be it.

Isn't that what you've always wanted?

Money is a little tight right now.

Gwen.

- T omorrow.

- Right.

What time is it?

Morning. I don't know.

Gwen, I'm gonna marry you.

I don't hear a sound out of you...

...for a year and a half.

Now you come on

with that marriage salami.

- What the hell do you think I am?

- Gwen, I'm going to marry you.

Did you expect to find me waiting here,

my tail on ice, with your-

- I expected what I got.

- Let me tell you what you got.

After you dropped me at Chet's, I made

up my mind to clean you out of me.

The next night I went to Downey's.

A guy said, "Have a drink. "

- I said, "You're in luck. "

- And?

To finish you off,

I called up Jack Schnee.

- The poster man?

- That's right.

- What was his attraction?

- You didn't like him.

That was his attraction,

that's the way I went.

And I'll tell you the best of all.

An Italian.

A movie producer: fat, pig rich, arrogant.

An old man with a nothing body.

But he'd look at me

and he'd smile that soft Italian smile...

...and he'd hold me

with those soft Italian hands.

Like the hands of one of those old saints.

No poetry about love...

...but such affection.

The purest, the most honest,

the most believable thing-

- I don't care. You're gonna marry me.

- People aren't that way.

They pretend, lie, like you do, because

they can't take it the way they really are:

Faithless.

You can't take it the way

you really are, faithless.

And the way I really am.

And love? For songs.

"Love" is the word they say

before they pull your guts out.

What are you doing here?

- You can lie to me but I'm not gonna-

- You're here because you love me.

- I don't love you, you son of a b*tch!

- Don't lie to me!

Stop it, son of a b*tch! Stop it! Stop it!

Taxi here? I'm ready.

Get out of here!

Did you see that? He was raping her!

I mean he's insane, literally.

Literally insane.

All right, go. Fix breakfast.

- I talk to boy alone.

- Don't talk to her that way.

It's okay.

How about some scrambled eggs?

- I don't want make trouble.

- He wants eggs.

Evangelos, don't get fresh with me.

Pop, how'd you sleep

on that couch last night?

- Your grandfather was here last night.

- What'd he say?

He was angry with me.

He said, "Seraphim.

Seraphim, you are not finished. "

What'd he mean by that?

Everybody trying to bury me.

- Come on, now.

- You too.

- Pop, I don't wanna bury you.

- We soon find out.

- You keep doubting me.

- Because I want you to give me money.

I'm going into business again.

Now then.

How much you got?

I don't know.

You ever hear anything like this?

Grown man doesn't know

how much he has in bank.

Amen, amen.

Now, how much you got?

- You and Frances?

- Florence, Pop.

I- I really don't know.

Miss, I find my life, all conversation

change when subject money.

You find same thing?

Evening before, everything

"Sweetheart, honey, lollipop"...

...plenty chop-chop monkey business.

Next morning, cold behind, right?

- That's life.

- But from your son, you should expect-

Yeah, you boy.

All my life, I ask favor nobody.

- For chrissakes, Pop.

- Forget it.

Gold isn't everything, right?

Pennies from heaven, falling down.

Guarantee, falling down,

guarantee. Right?

Pop.

Please, Pop, why don't you sit down?

The truth is, I do have some property,

but I don't think I have any cash.

Miss, you ever hear anything like that?

Grown boy lying to his father?

I'm not lying, Pop. That's the truth.

Evangelos, why you make me beg

like this in front of stranger?

This is my last chance.

Everybody laughing at me.

Everybody says, "He's finished.

- Sam's finished. No brains. "

- You've got plenty of brains.

- If you don't get this, no brains.

- That's not the point, Pop.

I know, the point is gelt, gelt, gelt

is more important than your own family!

I'm just like my father.

Evangelos, my last hope is on you.

You owe me.

Look at me.

You see those Irish, those Armenians,

send their sons college?

I worked my way through college.

You did everything you could to stop me.

If it wasn't for Mother-

Where do you think she got money?

From my pockets!

Send good-for-nothing, hopeless-case son

Shakespeare-and-so-forth college.

But then you found out what life is

and you make bigshot success...

...because you got merchant blood

here, here, here.

Don't give me that merchant-blood sh*t!

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