The Iceman Page #4

We all got to make

sacrifices to stay alive.

I need to work, Roy.

I'm good at what I do.

If that were true,

then I wouldn't have

any f***ing loose ends, now, would I?

Nothing is done in my name until

we figure this out. Nothing.

Let me do something

on the side.

Not a f***ing thing.

Roy...

No. Nothing.

Tell me that you understand.

I brought you into this,

and now I'm letting you go.

I don't f***ing

hear you, Polack.

I understand.

Here's some money

to hold you over.

Josh, let's get

the f*** out of here.

What?

Hello?

This is a

call from Hudson County Jail.

If you'd like to take the

call, please remain on the line.

Who was that?

There you go.

Thanks.

Ritchie.

What is it, almost 11 years?

How are you doing, Joey?

You're looking at it.

I've got bed bugs.

You got big.

Yeah.

Probably more pissed I killed

that dog than the girl, huh?

She was 12 years old.

Wasn't my fault.

She started screaming.

After all these years,

you got someplace to go?

Y eah, I told my kids I 'd

take them roller skating.

You're a family man now?

That makes me an uncle?

What, girls, boys, what?

Two daughters.

What are their names?

Anabel and Betsy.

Come on.

You and me, Ritchie, we're too

f***ed in the head for family.

You know that.

Speak for yourself.

Think you're different

than me, huh?

I don 't have to think

about it.

Oh, yeah?

What about those stray dogs?

The ones you tied

to the express train?

You going to tell that story

to your daughters?

What about that boy? What

was his name, uh, Frank?

You caved his head in with

that shower pole. Remember?

Yeah, I saw you doing it, but I didn't

say nothing 'cause I'm your brother.

I don't want you to call

the house anymore.

Why?

Because I don 't want to have

to explain to people who you are.

What if I do, huh?

What if I want to be an uncle?

U ncle Joey?

Hey! I'm sorry,

all right?

Hey, Ritchie, please.

I need you.

I need your help.

Come back.

The old man used to count

them out in Polish, remember?

Every punch he landed,

you counted, too.

He got so pissed,

he forgot about me.

What do you need, Joey?

A lawyer.

There 's a guy in Trenton,

he said he 'd take me on.

He wants ten grand to start.

I don 't have that kind

of cash.

Well, do you know

anybody that does?

Joey, look, it don 't matter.

You killed a little girl.

Nobody's going to forgive

you, okay?

Y ea h, I know I did.

I know.

A wife?

F***ing kids?

Who are you kidding?

You're going to end up

just like me, right here.

So go f*** you

and your f***ing family.

Take care.

Hey! Where you going?

I can

't stand it! Richard!

Don 't leave me again,

you motherf***er!

Goddamn! You f***!

Get the f*** off me!

F*** you!

Son of a b*tch!

Hey, Daddy.

H i, Mom! Hi! You're doing great, girls.

Hey, girls.

What's going on with Ritchie?

I see he got the day off again.

Yeah, off,

I don't know about off.

He seems to be making his

own schedule these days.

You know what I mean?

You know, you can ask

him what's going on, Deb.

You're his wife. It's

got to be a work issue.

And if it is?

If your husband's been laid

off, it's your business.

You're the one holding

down the house.

That's all I'm saying.

So much fun.

You looked great.

Thank you.

You look great, too.

Thanks.

So much fun.

Christ!

You all right?

Yeah. You okay honey?

Yeah.

You didn't hit your head?

Hey! You going to get on out

and take a look at it?

Why don't you just

get back in your car?

Hey, f*** you, lady!

Oh, Ritchie.

Ritchie!

All right, all right,

all right, sorry, sorry!

Hey, you hit my car!

Get in your f***ing car.

Peace, man.

Son of a b*tch.

You know what? F*** you!

And f*** your family!

Ritchie! Ritchie!

Stop the car!

What are you doing?

Stop!

Stop the car!

Dad!

Daddy, stop it! Stop!

Dad, stop the car!

Dad!

Dad, stop, please!

Daddy! Please!

Just, just stop the car!

Daddy, stop it!

Dad, stop!

Stop the car! Dad!

What is wrong with you?

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

She's okay.

She's okay.

The Golden

Nugget in Atlantic City.

You really have

to see it to believe it.

What are you doing up?

Can't sleep.

Anything on?

Not really.

What's going on, Ritchie?

Please, talk to me.

I'm all right.

That's it?

The condo prices

in AC skyrocketed.

You know that's not

what I'm talking about.

I just lost my temper.

So, what?

Yeah. Yeah. That's been

happening a lot lately.

The guy told you

to go f*** yourself.

You think I'm going

to take that?

So you put everyone at risk?

That's...

that's not what I meant to do.

I said, "I'm sorry."

I don't want to talk

about it anymore.

Ritchie, you-you-you

got to just talk to me.

Got to tell me.

You and me, we've been through enough.

We got too much good here

for you to be acting this way.

What way? Like you don't care anymore.

So that's what you think?

I don't care anymore?

I see. I don't get

the benefit of the doubt?

Really?

Of course, you do.

I buy you all this sh*t,

I buy you this f***ing house?

I buy you your f***ing jewelry.

I send the girls

to private school!

Do not raise your voice

to me, Richard.

"Richard?" What happened

to "Ritchie?" I don't know.

Yeah? Well, f*** you!

I don't give a sh*t what you

f***ing think about anything!

F***!

Oh, Richard!

Richard!

I'm so sorry.

Please. I'm so sorry. Deb...

This is it, okay?

You and the girls.

That is all I care about

in the whole f***ing world.

Do you understand me?

Yeah.

That's it.

I know. I know. I do. I know. I know.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

There you go.

Thank you.

All right, kids, that's it.

Go on home. We're closed.

No, wait.

Please, Mr. Freezy.

My little brother wants

a strawberry shortcake.

My mom gave us three

dollars. Is that enough?

Yeah, it's on the

house. Get out of here.

Thank you.

So, is it my lucky day,

or my last?

You got a second?

So who do you work for?

I work for everyone.

Gambinos, Luchezis,

Pananos, you name it.

What about you? Red with

the arrow through the eye?

That was you, wasn 't it?

That's f***ing legendary.

Was that target practice?

Somebody wants somebody dead,

who am I to question it?

Yeah. Remember

her? The cutie you let slide?

Force-fed her

a puffer fish.

Been frozen since the

last time I saw you.

Three more months I'll

dump her up in Pittsburgh.

There 's a crack out there, sold

his meds, started torching bodies.

I 'll do the same to her.

Pin it on that crazy f***er.

Roy put you up to that?

You know he did. Hm. Let

me show you something.

Coroners are lazier than cops.

If it looks like

a heart attack, it is.

Arsenic?

Pure cyanide.

Careful. It's rare.

Pricey. Comes as a powder.

You can liquefy it,

spray it, bake it

in a f***ing cake.

Pour it in a guy's shirt, he's

dead before you can say I'm sorry.

No more stake outs.

I can do that anywhere.

I don't have any friends,

so it makes it easy.

I only feel alone

around other people.

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