The Cobbler Page #4

My father?

Yeah.

He was acting just like you

are before he took off.

What are you saying?

Listen, your old man,

he got into some trouble with some

bad people and he had to disappear.

He had to make them think that he

was dead and never coming back,

or else they were gonna hurt you,

hurt your mother.

You knew this all this time

and you didn't tell me.

How come you didn't tell me?

He made me promise not to.

He what?

He said that I was the

only one he could trust.

What the hell

are you doing, kid?

New rules, Jimmy!

You stay out of my business.

You hear me?

Max, I just don't want you to make

the same mistakes your old man did.

Maxie!

Max!

Mrs. Greenawalt, I got someone

out here who wants to see you.

Who is it?

You got to see for yourself.

Hello, Greenawalt.

Hello.

Ludlow sent me to give you this.

And, um, what is it?

Your money.

He can't take out the trash.

He can't?

No, he can't.

He's sorry.

Okay.

And your name is?

I'm Marsha.

And where is Leon, Marsha?

I don't know.

I don't believe you.

You see, um, Leon left me,

well, and you

in a very difficult

situation here.

If we don't get this

little matter cleaned up,

I stand to lose an

enormous amount of money

and I don't like losing money.

You don't have enough?

No. I don't.

Thank you for bringing

back my money.

Brian will give your

receipt now. Brian.

You hungry?

No.

You mind if we

stop to get some food?

Yeah, I mind, Brian.

We're kind of busy right now.

I'm starving, Jeffrey.

Well, you should've thought

of that before we left.

I wasn't hungry then.

We'll get something to eat

after we get rid of our friend.

We need to talk about

Grand Street anyway.

We torching the place?

Yeah, tomorrow night.

You smell something?

I thought that was you.

No, it's not me, Jeffrey.

Maybe princess pissed herself.

Hey, mister, you okay?

Huh?

Don't eat me!

Please don't eat me!

All right. All right.

I'm not! I'm not

gonna eat you!

Kid!

Ah!

Kid, wake up!

I'm not gonna eat you!

Kid!

Kid!

Hey, there he is.

You finished?

Yep, just in time.

Are you feeling better?

Yeah.

I'm sorry about the way I acted.

Oh, don't worry about it, Max.

I should have told you

about your father sooner.

I'm sorry.

You're a good friend, Jimmy.

To him and to me.

How about a pickle?

Yeah, thanks.

Why don't you let me

give you shave?

I think I'll stick

with the pickle.

Oh, crap.

Mr. Solomon is a wonderful old

man who lives on Grand Street

and they're trying to evict

him from his apartment.

I will need the

trash taken out before Friday.

We torching the place?

Yeah, tomorrow night.

I stay here until I die.

Max?

Hey, I think I'm ready

to get involved.

And how did you

hear all of this?

I heard it. I...

Look, I have a special ability

to see and hear

stuff I shouldn't.

Max, I really need to

get back to the office.

I know it sounds crazy, but I'm not crazy.

You gotta believe me.

Max, I'm gonna ask

you this one time

and I want you to

tell me the truth.

Are you making this all

up just to get with me?

What? No. I swear.

I do think you are very pretty,

but I'm telling you the truth.

Okay, so who are these people?

Do you know any names?

The woman's name is Greenawalt.

Elaine Greenawalt?

Yeah, that's it.

You know her? Yeah.

Her company owns

Mr. Solomon's building.

She's got a pretty

nice place upstate too.

You went to her house?

This is the building.

Once he's gone,

they can sell the whole block.

It's worth a fortune.

Wow. You really

think you can stop them?

Of course, I do.

I told you, Max, I'm a badass.

Oh yeah, that's right.

Come on,

he lives on the third floor.

He's the last one left.

See? Everyone's gone.

Hello, Carmen.

Hi, Mr. Solomon.

This is my friend, Max.

And we need to talk

to you about something.

Oh, come.

How are you?

And these men,

they said they want to kill me?

They said they would

burn your building down

with you in it.

So, yeah.

You believe him?

Yeah, I do.

Thank you very much

for telling me this,

but I can't leave.

Are you kidding me?

These are bad people,

Mr. Solomon.

They are not messing around.

Max, my wife and I lived in

this apartment 45 years.

I raised my daughter

here, Sonia.

I cannot run away.

Mr. Solomon, where does

your daughter live now?

Chicago.

Can I ask you a

personal question?

Hmm.

What size are your shoes?

Mr. Solomon.

I am Elaine Greenawalt.

It's nice to finally meet you.

I want to make a deal.

I'm ready to leave.

How much?

$100,000 cash

and a bus ticket to Chicago.

How soon can you be ready?

Tomorrow.

Okay.

Brian here will escort

you to Chicago.

No. I don't need escort.

I wanna see that

you get there safely.

Do we have a deal,

Mr. Solomon?

A deal.

Good.

Ah.

Come in, but take off shoes.

You're wearing yours.

It's my house.

Oh, come on,

quit stalling, old man.

Then you don't come inside.

Take off.

Just do it.

Let's get this over with.

It's all there, pal.

Hundred grand.

This is all you're bringing?

What about the rest

of this crap?

I leave it all behind.

Start new life.

Where the hell are our shoes?

Oh, bad crime.

That's why I'm leaving.

You think you're funny, a**hole?

Forget the shoes, Brian.

What do you mean "Forget the shoes"?

It's freezing out, Jeffrey.

We'll pick up some new ones.

Mrs. Greenawalt.

Yeah, is he gone?

They're on the bus.

Good.

Now get over to Solomon's.

I want you to sweep the entire building

and wait outside until

morning. Clear?

Yes, ma'am.

What the...

Ludlow?

I don't believe this a**hole.

Brian?

What the hell are

you doing here?

Behind you!

I love this thing.

Hello.

Any problems?

No.

Good, I'm 10 minutes away.

I'm meeting Mr. Tan

in front of the building.

Okay.

I'm parked right out front.

I'll wait here.

Good idea.

Idiot.

Thanks for the phone, handsome.

Where the hell is this idiot?

Call Jeffrey.

What are you doing?

That's private property.

I'm visiting a friend.

Who?

Leonard Solomon.

He doesn't live here

anymore. He moved.

Really? Somebody

should tell him that.

Oh, and by the way.

Oh, no.

Sir, can you step

over here, please?

Wait, wait, wait, wait,

wait. I didn't do...

Hey, Solomon!

Solomon, stop! Solomon!

No.

Hello.

You are on the bus to Chicago,

I just talked to Brian.

He lied.

That's impossible.

No, not really.

I just gave him some of the

money that you gave to me.

What kind of game are you trying

to play here, Mr. Solomon?

You and I had a deal.

No game.

This is my home.

I'm not leaving.

Okay.

Let me tell you how

this is gonna work.

If you don't get up and

walk out of here right now,

I am going to burn this whole place

to the ground with you in it.

And then I'm gonna

send someone to Chicago

to find your daughter,

and throw her off

the Sears Tower tonight.

Is that clear?

Yes.

That's very clear.

And that is good

for the television.

For the television?

Mmm-hmm.

What are you talking about,

you senile old man?

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