The Family Page #4

- Coming right up.

- Thanks.

Good night, sir.

Good night.

- Hi, there.

- Hi.

- I need private lessons.

- You need private lessons in math?

Unless you have any other specialties?

No, no, I only do math.

Good.

So, um...

What's your level?

What's more important,

a good level or motivation?

Motivation.

That's all I have.

No, to give you this.

What I don't understand is

how he could break his legs like this,

by falling down the steps.

Well, they're stone steps,

so they're pretty steep. Uh...

Sure, but there are not 200.

This man has as many fractures

as a man who might have fallen

from the sixth floor.

He had his bag on his shoulder and the

hammer might have hit and somehow...

That might explain one or two, not 12.

- How do you explain 12?

- I don't know. I'm not a doctor.

I'm a writer.

I know him.

He's a friend of my husband...

...but he has a beard now.

Do you know where I might find him?

No.

He's vanished too.

You have no idea

where he could have gone?

Hey, who are you looking for really?

My father or this guy?

You know, in our line of work,

we have to follow up with every lead.

One clue often leads to another.

How about you? Tell us why

the FBI is on the case?

It's part of a cooperation program

between our two countries.

Can I see your badge?

Sure.

GIO VANNl:
In the next chapters,

I'll show myself to be

one of the nastiest bastards

ever to walk the earth.

I won't spare myself,

I'll tell the story without trying

to make myselflook good.

But in this chapter, I'll do the opposite

and demonstrate to you

that ifyou take a closer look,

I'm a good guy.

I'll prove it to you in ten points,

a bit like one ofL etterman's Late Show

top ten lists.

So here we go. Number 10...

I am always upfront, always.

You promised me the f***ing money.

Where's my f***ing money?

- Bust.

- Oh, yeah?

GIO VANNl:

Number 9:
I never look for a scapegoat.

Number 8:
Lfyou give me a job,

I'll always see it through.

No... No.

GIO VANNl:
Number 7: I never showed

contempt forpeople who feared me.

Don't move for ten minutes,

you understand?

Number 6:
I never betrayed the guy

who gave me my first gun.

Did you ever work for this man?

GIO VANNl:
Number 5:

I never wished any harm on anybody.

- Hey, man.

- Hey.

- Hey, what's goin' on?

- Hey.

Hey, punk.

No, it's all right.

GIO VANNl:

Number 4:
I lived outside the law,

but only outlaws didn't judge me.

Number 3:
Anybody

who doesn't contradict me

can expect nothing

but good things from me.

No more pictures, you understand?

Thank you.

- GIO VANNl:
Number 2...

- Hey, Giovanni...

In my neighborhood,

when I was running it,

there was never

a single robbery on the street.

People lived and slept easy.

Number 1:
Of the top ten reasons

why I'm a good guy,

I don't like to cause pain

for no reason because

all my sadistic urges are satisfied

when I cause pain for a good reason.

Wait, I'm not f***ing finished.

- I thought you quit.

- I had.

It's just one. I needed it.

- You all right?

- Nothing much.

Just the prospect

of packing up again and moving

when they find out

you killed the plumber.

I didn't kill him.

I took him to the hospital.

Why'd you beat him to a pulp?

He's the only plumber

within a radius of 20 miles.

But he disrespected us

and he made you wait on him.

Honey, I survived.

And the guy was tryin' to rip me off.

He tried to make me change all the

pipes without giving me no assurance

that the problem would be solved.

So put yourself in my shoes.

I definitely wouldn't have beat him up.

Who's gonna fix the pipes now?

Who's gonna rebuild the supermarket

that burned down the day we got here?

Huh?

All these supermarkets

going up in smoke everywhere we go.

The plumber told me it might be

the main water supply.

I'm gonna see the mayor tomorrow.

Oh, are you gonna

whack the mayor now?

Oh, no, I'm gonna take care of this thing

and get to the bottom of it.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Come on,

when you gonna chill out?

- Mmm...

- Hmm?

- What are you doing?

- I'm talkin' to you.

You get me so excited.

You're more beautiful than ever

when you get angry.

- You're sick.

- Nah, nah.

- Maybe I should see a psychiatrist?

- Get off me.

I think you should see a psychiatrist.

- You're my psychiatrist.

- Oh, God forbid.

You know, what even gets me

more turned on?

When you start

lighting those fires everywhere.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- You don't?

OK, Gio, not here. Come on, come on.

- Get off me.

- No, here. Here.

Then in the hallway.

We'll finish at the kitchen.

Say, who's this Henri you invited?

Somebody told you about him?

No, he called to see

what time the barbecue started.

- He did?

- Yeah. So, who is he?

He's this teacher at the school.

He will be a teacher.

He has his exams soon

and he's been giving me

private lessons.

- Private lessons?

- Math lessons, Mom.

Fine. You have condoms, at least?

- Mom!

- What?

We do the lessons at school,

in study hall.

So?

You know,

desire sneaks up on you, honey.

It never waits for the right time or place.

Take your father, for example.

The first time he jumped on me

was in church,

the very last place I expected

to lose my virginity.

It's gonna be different for me, Mom.

I'm gonna choose

the time and the place,

and it will be with the love of my life.

Sweetheart, couldn't you have

got something else other than Coke?

Why? This is what they expect from us.

What, Coke?

No, American slop.

Fatty, greasy Yankee chow.

That's what they expect,

pornographic food.

Don't even think about using that

vocabulary in front of your father.

Yeah, Mom, listen, the French

are sick of healthy eating

and macrobiotic, steamed vegetables

and seaweed.

OK, what they expect is color,

noise and excess.

They want rodeo and two-pound steaks.

- I'm not so sure.

- Can you just trust me, please?

There's going to be a line out the door

like it's a whorehouse.

- The whole town's coming through.

- Yeah. Looks like they're a big hit.

Yep.

- Yes, boss.

How's it going?

- Pretty good.

- I'll be there in an hour.

- OK.

- Meanwhile, go join the party.

- Are you sure?

- You're the neighbor, right?

- OK.

- So, get over there, and join the party.

OK.

- What did he say?

- We gotta go to the party.

I'm relying on you two.

Don't mess this up.

Polite, ordinary, nothing eccentric, OK?

- OK.

- Warren, did you call your father?

Yeah, he said he'd come

as soon as he finished his chapter.

- Oh God.

- What does that mean, his chapter?

I have no idea.

But for the survival of the species,

it's best if the whole world

doesn't find out.

- OK. Yep.

- OK? All right.

Hi. Welcome.

Thank you so much for coming.

Oh, those are beautiful.

Thank you so much.

Hello, I'm Maggie. Oh, we're neighbors.

Hello, nice to meet you.

This is my son Warren.

Sweetie, will you put these in water?

My daughter Belle.

Hello, nice to meet you. Welcome.

Come in, make yourself at home.

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