Thinner

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Gypsy caravan.

Honest-to-God Gypsies.

## [Whistling]

[Groaning]

Do I?

- Do I have to?

- Oh, yes.

Well?

Billy, you were 297 last week.

It takes some time

for these diets to work.

Heidi, what are you doing to me?

- Good morning.

- What you wanted me to do to you...

in the backseat

of your father's car.

I'm proving my love.

- You gonna get Mr. Mafia off today?

- Please don't call him that.

It's bad enough your father's

defending him. Jokes I can do without.

[Lmitating Brando In The Godfather]

You'll say this is justice.

Keep it up,

I'll take your video card away.

You would not.

[Lmitating Brando]

Try me, sweetheart.

- I'm glad you two think this is funny.

- Come on.

I wouldn't have taken Ginelli's case

unless I was convinced of his innocence.

Maybe. This time.

[Car Horn Honking]

[Lmitating Brando]

There's my ride.

I go to wipe out

Tataglia's inert science.

Bye. Love you.

[Groaning]

The defense calls Max Duggenfield

to the stand.

Your Honor, I object.

Considering the fact

that the defendant...

is accused of ordering

Mr. Duggenfield's death...

Mr. Halleck, are you sure

you want this witness to testify?

If Max Duggenfield feels...

my client paid $40,000

to have him killed...

I want to hear him state it

in open court.

Call Max Duggenfield to the stand.

Mr. Max Duggenfield, please.

- What the hell are you doing?

- Remember about that detective agency?

- So this is really about...

- Pulling your ass out of the fire.

Please raise your right hand.

Do you swear to the tell the truth,

so help you God?

- I do.

- State your name for the record.

Max Duggenfield.

Mr. Duggenfield.

Anybody else out there...

who might want to see you dead?

- Maybe. Possibly.

- To your knowledge...

has there ever been

a price on your head before?

Well...

- Three years ago...

- Who was it?

Who took a contract out on your life

three years ago?

- Objection!

- Overruled.

Well, it was my wife.

She got feisty this one time.

The P.M.S. Thing maybe.

You know how they get.

Then there was this money matter...

[Prosecutor]

Your Honor...

Now that she's gone through

the change...

everything is beautiful.

Grazie, Mama.

Guillermo...

grazie.

- Just doing my job.

- F*** that.

I owe you a big one, William.

Listen.

I know you had to lobby

Mr. Lily-White-Collar-Partner...

to take this case, so...

What this is really all about is...

Even after I'm done paying your firm

a f***ing fortune...

I'm still gonna owe you,

big time.

Mangia!

## [Gypsy Music Playing]

Play with fire?

[Yelling]

You got it, mister.

You tried the rest, now try the best.

What you think?

Come on, everybody! It's fun!

[Labored Breathing]

They're coming this afternoon

to fix the elevator.

And congratulations.

You made the noon news.

Hey, Billy, you pulled it off.

I never would have believed it possible.

Kirk Penschley proves once again...

without faith,

good deeds are dead.

Hey, kiddo, you gotta take

a few pounds off there.

Come on.

I want to show you something.

Have you looked across the street

this morning?

Check this out.

Do you see that Gypsy

piece of ass down there?

How can I miss her?

All right. Give her this quarter,

tell her to raise her skirt.

- Didn't your prick escape sixth grade?

- I hope not.

What's the matter?

Afraid she heard you?

I'm taking the afternoon off.

- Say "Good afternoon, Billy."

- Good afternoon, Billy.

Don't forget tonight at the club.

We'll celebrate.

[Siren Wailing]

What's taking Hopley so long?

- They should have been out hours ago.

- Hi, Judge.

I want to thank you for turning me on

to that detective agency.

- It won me a big case this morning.

- Forget that.

We've been invaded by a bunch

of filthy, thieving Gypsies.

I don't know, Judge.

They bring a little fun.

They bring disease, crime

and prostitution.

- What fun is that?

- Who's the old guy?

Their chief. Named Lempke.

- At last. Good riddance.

- Not yet.

They've rented some land

at Lars Ancaster's farm.

You can't drive them off

private property.

Yes, you can. Unless you want the high

school football team down with the clap.

They make their money on dog fights!

Hey, Judge, no problem.

To Dell Barton

Investigative Services...

the best in New England.

And to winning.

May it ever be so sweet.

Here, here.

Easy, boy.

Down, boy.

No, no, no. No, no.

No way, my hero.

We're out of here before you explode.

- The party is over. Let's go.

- Can you get the cars?

I'll get the car. We'll pick up

a pound cake on the way out.

No, no, no.

- You've got to stop eating like that.

- I know.

Billy, I want you

to stop digging your grave...

with a spoon and fork.

I love you.

I love you.

Otherwise, I'd keep my mouth shut.

I can't help it, Heidi.

All I think about is food.

Maybe I ought to help you

try to think about something else.

Heidi.

Still thinking about food?

[Door Bell Jingling]

I want you fill this...

for my nose.

- What you look at?

- Nothing. Nothing.

Go ahead.

There's so much more to life

than food.

- Just...

- What?

Just don't stop.

Don't stop what?

- Please.

- Please what?

Please, please, please.

Papa, it is cold.

I'll go get my coat.

[Screaming]

God!

- How come you get a trial so quick?

- It isn't a trial.

It's a coroner's inquest,

a much simpler proceeding.

But it was an accident.

So what's the worst

that could happen?

Nothing will happen

to your father, Linda.

- He didn't do anything wrong.

- So you'll totally get off?

There's nothing to "get off" from.

I didn't do anything wrong.

An accident is not a crime.

You saw the old woman

leave the store, Mr. Bangor.

- She was running?

- I guess so. They were stealing.

Yes, but she was running?

That's what I want to establish.

I can't say for sure.

I was in the back of the pharmacy...

That will be all, Mr. Bangor.

You may step down.

Chief Hopley.

Chief, perhaps you can help us.

Was Mr. Halleck traveling

within the legal speed limit?

Yes, sir.

We have witnesses...

and his skid marks confirmed that.

Was he Breathalyzed?

Yes, sir.

Results?

Well, sir, Mr. Halleck was

as sober as a judge, Judge.

Under the circumstances,

I'll let that go.

You are dismissed, Chief.

This court finds no grounds

on which to charge William Halleck...

in the death of Suzanne Lempke,

which is hereby ruled accidental.

This hearing is closed.

[Billy Exhales]

- You drive.

- Mm-hmm.

Sir?

Thinner.

[Heidi]

Get in the car.

[Whistling]

- Did you weigh yourself?

- 283.

No fooling.

That is 14 pounds in seven days.

- Congratulations.

- Yeah, not bad, huh?

You look slimmer.

I haven't seen you stop eating.

- Maybe it's guilt.

- That's stupid.

It hasn't affected my diet

any more than it's affected yours.

[Sighing]

[Sighing]

Ahhh!

- Why did I come out here today?

- For the exercise.

From the looks of you,

it's finally doing some good.

There's nothing like avoiding

a manslaughter charge...

to turn a man's life around.

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