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Will you watch him for me tonight?

I don't want anything

to do with this anymore.

I know you don't, but I don't

have a choice. I need the money.

For him.

I'm not good with children.

Listen to me.

I need your help.

I think you're a good person, Rosalind.

You're one of the nicest people I know.

And he needs that.

And I think maybe...

...you need that too.

He's so tiny.

Please.

All right, but just for tonight.

I put his things in that box.

If he cries, whistle.

Just whistle to him. He...

Don't worry. You'll see him tomorrow.

If they don't get here in five minutes,

we go without them.

- I'm sorry. Sorry, I'm late.

- What's this? We don't need this.

- It's not a prop. I was beaten.

- Beaten?

By the cops?

No. Oswald.

The guy we stole the camera from.

I ran into him and his brother.

They broke my arm.

- For stealing a camera?

- It was a good camera.

This is a disaster. What are those?

Hydrocodone...

...bitar... Bitartrate.

They're bullshit! I've taken bunches,

and they don't do sh*t.

You took bunches of these?

What's wrong with you?

You wanna go into a coma?

Are you telling me

I don't love my own son?

- He's out. Get him out of here.

- No, we can't do the job without him.

- He's useless! Look at him!

- I'll take him home.

What? We've gotta leave for the job.

I've been meaning

to tell you something.

You're not cutting me out!

You or any of you.

I'm clean enough to go to the cops.

I'm clean enough to go on this job,

aren't I? Aren't I?

- You wouldn't. You wouldn't dare.

- You try me.

Jesus.

- Where the f*** hell is Leon?!

- I'll cut you, boy. I'll cut you good!

Wait! You don't understand.

She was a beautiful flower,

and you plucked her.

- I'll make you bleed.

- Listen to me. I love her.

- No. No. No.

- We wanna get married.

She's already engaged!

And not to a goddamned dirty thief!

I'm not a thief anymore. I quit.

I'm done with all this.

- What did you say?

- That's what I wanted to tell you.

I'm not going tonight.

- I'm in love with Michelle.

- Sh*t!

I wanna marry her.

I have to be an honest man to do that.

So I got a job.

Jesus-f***ing-Christ.

This is a f***ing fiasco.

If you still wanna kill me, I'll be

at the nickel factory on St. Clair.

I start tonight.

This Bellini is starting to look

like a real f***ing Kapuchnick.

Watch your mouth!

Are you insane?

You trying to jinx us?

- Where are you going?

- To do the job.

Can we do the job

with only four of us?

At this point,

I don't give a good goddamn.

Wait a minute, here.

Let's calm down

and get our minds right.

Minds right? You're standing there

with a f***ing butcher's knife.

Hi.

- The girl, she's here! Out the window.

- Who?

- The chick, the maid. Out the window!

- Oh, my God!

- I'm not going out there.

- It's the only way. Go.

There's no place to go

once you get out except down!

Oh, my God!

- Carmela.

- Pero?

What a surprise.

How did you find...?

How did you know where to find me?

- Is this your place?

- No, this is much too modest for me.

This is my brother's place.

My brother Mico.

He's an artist. He likes the squalor.

- Hi, Mico. I'm Carmela.

- Hello, young woman.

I'd shake your hands,

but I'm inspecting these bottles.

What's the matter?

I'm afraid of...

I'm afraid of heights.

I wanted to tell you something.

I quit the old ladies tonight. Yeah.

- You'll find another job.

- You would've been so proud of me.

I never told you this before,

but they were really terrible to me.

The things they would make me do.

They're incontinent, for God's sakes.

But then I met you, and you made me

feel like I was worth something.

I thought, " I have Pero. I don't have

to take this crap no more."

So I called them "spoiled babies,"

and they fired me.

They were so upset by it...

...they canceled their stupid trip

to Steubenville tonight.

What? What?

Yeah, but then they went anyway

because they're stubborn old bats.

And I kept the keys.

We should go back and wreck the place.

My, my, my.

She didn't turn the keys in.

Yeah, I heard her, Mico.

You know what? You're very upset.

Maybe I should take you home.

I don't wanna interrupt your bowling.

Won't you miss Pero at bowling?

My arm's broken. I'm not going

to a f***ing bowling match!

Poor Mico.

He's so upset because he can't bowl.

The window seems to be okay.

If you have any more problems,

just give us a call. Hello.

Okay.

Am I dead?

There you go.

So where's the next window?

Next stop, 25th Street. Ohio City.

I like your brother Mico.

He's a little strange though.

He had...

...syphilis as a baby.

Yeah.

You know what?

Now that I think about it, I wish

I didn't have those keys on me.

If anything were to happen

while they were away...

...those old crows,

they would blame me.

How could they blame you?

You're a small girl. That's nonsense.

- Could you do me a huge favor?

- Sure.

Could you take the keys

on your way home...

...and drop them off with the janitor?

I would just sleep so much better.

But how could they blame you?

You're a small girl. That's...

Oh, no. Pero, they're not here.

Oh, my God.

I think I left them in the front door.

Oh, my God!

Someone will rip that place off.

We gotta go back.

- Driver!

- Wait. Wait. Wait.

Hold on a second.

Let me take a look.

- No, they're not in there.

- Look, there they are.

- Thank you. They would have killed me.

- No wonder you couldn't find them.

Look at all this lipstick.

One for every boyfriend?

No.

Well, there's only one from now on.

Don't worry. You sleep good tonight.

And I'll take the keys back. Okay?

- Yeah.

- All right.

You're always so good to me.

No, you are. You're the best.

- Where the f*** have you been?

- Did you get the keys?

I couldn't get near them.

We gotta go in the old way.

- But we're two hours behind.

- So let's move, then. Let's go.

Motherf***er!

Don't come down! Don't...

- I can't swim!

- Goddamn!

- I can't swim!

- Come on.

Goddamn toothless...

- Put your goddamn pants on.

- I'll catch pneumonia.

Come on, let's go.

Quit messing around. Let's go.

You ready?

- Can you get it?

- No. Not yet.

- Higher.

- Wait.

Just a few more inches.

One, two...

I got it.

- I think he bit off his tongue.

- No.

No, it's right there.

You want one of these?

All right, we're losing time.

Let's go. Come on!

Sh*t!

Hot!

Sh*t! Hot!

Seems sturdy.

I don't know.

We should test it.

Test it?

- Chill, Riley! Chill!

- Go on. Go on.

- Okay. Go.

- I can't.

What? What do you mean, you can't?

He's afraid of heights.

You have to.

I can't.

Stop moving around, Toto. Stop it.

Get your hands off my face!

Stop moving around

like a f***ing monkey.

I'm scared.

Get him off me! Get him off me!

Oh, my God! Whatever about my ass

being all over his lap.

You cause enough embarrassment

to last a year.

When we went to your mother's...

- My shorts are coming down.

- Shut up.

And who came in? Your cousin,

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