The Friends of Eddie Coyle Page #6

except be in federal district court

in New Hampshire...

for disposition

on a charge of stolen goods.

Whatever else you do

is because you want to.

That ain't right, Dave.

That ain't right. You set me up.

Look, Eddie...

go someplace

and have yourself a glass of beer...

and have a long talk with yourself.

The only one f***in' Eddie Coyle

is Eddie Coyle.

You wanted a call.

I made the call.

You gave me a grab to make the call.

You want something else,

you gotta start thinking about how to get that.

I can certainly understand a man

that don't wanna rat on his friends...

but you gotta understand

the position I'm in.

All I can give ya is what I tell ya

I can give ya, and I gave you that.

What you do next is entirely up to you.

I should have known better

than to trust a cop.

My own goddamn mother

could have told me that.

Everybody ought to listen to his mother.

Yes?

I, uh, brought some groceries

for Scalise.

- Is he expecting you?

- Well, he asked me to come up here and all.

I just drove about two hours.

I hope so.

Just a minute.

- Who is it?

- It's me. Coyle.

I brought the groceries.

Hey, Eddie.

Okay, bring it in.

I'd help you,

but I'd freeze my ass off.

That's okay.

Johnny! Hey, Johnny!

Come on in, Eddie.

This is Wanda.

Wanda, meet Eddie.

- Hi, Eddie.

- Hi.

Tell him what you do, honey.

You tell him.

She's a stewardess.

No kidding.

Get the man a beer.

Come on.

- They look pretty good.

- Ought to.

Had to go 80 apiece for 'em.

I got five Smiths, two Lugers...

a. 357 Mag.

You can hold up a bank with that thing

all by yourself.

Hey, this is okay.

I been on ice a couple of times myself,

you know, but, uh, never this nice.

I'm not on ice.

I rent this place from a bulldozer driver.

You know, seasonal work.

The owner understands.

Thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread.

Hey, uh, that's pretty nice in there too.

- Oh, her?

- Yeah.

It's very warm down here.

She don't wear no pants.

Every now and then I just reach down here,

she comes off like she's on electricity.

- Oh, Jesus.

- It's a great life if you don't weaken.

A great life.

Come on in.

That's pretty nice meat you brought.

Hey, thanks.

What do I owe ya?

All told it comes to, uh...

$4,500.

- Sit down.

- My God. That's a lot of money for some meat.

- The money - What'd you say it was?

- 4,500.

Hey, uh, Jimmy,

you gonna need any more guns?

I could use anything you can get.

We're gonna need at least five Monday,

maybe more to do the job right.

I like to have a couple extras in the car...

so if I gotta use one on the job

I can wipe it off and heave it down the river.

Everything goes right, we'll probably

be dumping the whole eight Monday night.

You know when you're gonna need 'em?

I'll give you a call. You can come and meet me.

When I call you

I'll tell you where I'm gonna be.

You gonna be around?

I got that thing coming up

in New Hampshire, you know.

I hope you're all right.

Me too, Scal.

Me too.

Okay?

- No tails or anything?

- We were alone all the way from Fall River.

If they're watching us,

they're doing it from an airplane.

- What was it with Dillon?

- He's worried about Coyle.

He thinks maybe Coyle is swapping us

for that thing he's got going in New Hampshire.

- You think so?

- No way. All he knew was we wanted guns.

What could he tell 'em? He don't know

where we've been till we've been there.

- There's no way Coyle could set us up.

- From what I know, Coyle's a stand-up guy.

- You're sure no one tailed you?

- No one.

- This Waylon got any kids?

- Grown up and moved away.

Just him and his wife.

Nice lady.

She'll probably fix you breakfast

while you're waiting for us.

Martha, are you coming?

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Hurry, because I'll be late.

- Two of 'em.

- Big meeting today.

Beautiful.

Mom and Dad coming down together.

April fool, motherfuckers.

Drop it.

Let me have another beer.

Uh, straight bourbon.

I, uh - I thought about it,

what we were saying...

and, uh, I'm ready to deal with ya.

It's your decision, Eddie.

It's my decision,

but I don't want no surprises.

I gotta know just how far

you'll go for me.

That depends on how far you go for me.

You know that.

Okay.

Well, if I give you this,

I can't do no time.

These guys have got friends, you know,

and I wouldn't live to get out.

Well, we can take care of you.

Okay.

Now, uh, suppose I was to go out west -

Arizona, for instance.

You'd have to fix me up

with a new identity and all that.

You know what I mean.

You do it all the time.

It's been done,

but I can't guarantee it.

All I can promise, in all honesty...

is to carry the ball for you

as best I can...

but you've gotta make it good.

You don't make it

much of a proposition.

It's your proposition, Eddie.

I'm just here to listen.

And so far you haven't told me anything.

Suppose I was to give you those guys

been knockin' off the banks.

- Eddie -

- How far would you go for that?

Last night I would've gone

the distance, Eddie, but that was last night.

I guess you haven't seen the paper.

You're too late, Eddie.

It all happened without you.

I was wondering if you could

handle something for us.

More than likely.

Depends, I suppose, but more than likely.

This is pretty important.

That's why we got in touch with you.

Somebody have a problem?

Jimmy Scal, Artie Valentropo,

Fritzie Webber and Phil Kenney.

They got bagged in a house

up in Milton there.

- Murder one. Hearing this afternoon.

- I warned 'em.

- Who? Warned who?

- Jimmy Scal.

Picked up on something the other day.

This guy, uh - guy we know, me and Scal.

He's up for sentencing.

It's almost a mandatory, you know.

Name of Coyle, isn't it?

I had him driving a truck for me

and a fellow up there in New Hampshire...

and he got hooked,

which is why he's coming up.

I was figurin'

he was thinkin' about dumpin' me.

He wouldn't do that

unless he took out a will.

So he dumped on Jimmy and Artie,

the bastard.

Scal gave his lawyer that name Coyle

to give to The Man.

Coyle.

Eddie Fingers, right?

Do you want him hit?

The Man wants him hit.

Tonight.

I, uh -

I can't do it tonight.

You see, for Christ's sake,

this takes a little while, you know.

I mean, I gotta line things up -

a car and a place and a driver.

The Man says tonight.

When I hit somebody I do it right...

not like some goddamn kid

found his girl f***in' somebody else.

- But he says tonight.

- He says, he says!

- Five grand in front.

- You'll get it when you do the job.

Want me to make a hit on the cuff?

Look, that's not the way it happens.

The Man knows that,

and I'm beginning to wonder if he sent you.

- Now, look-

- "Now, look" nothing.

I treat a man with respect,

I expect to be treated with a little respect.

The Man knows how I work, what I do.

That's why he wants me.

I done the Polack and Jimmy the Whale.

So he knows what I do.

So he knows with me

it's strictly cash in advance.

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