What Doesn't Kill You
- Hey, folks.
- It's that time again, right?
Yeah.
Good size?
Come on, guys. Hurry up.
You good?
- What's going on?
- We're all set.
- You guys ready?
- Yeah, I'm ready. You ready?
- Let's do this.
- All right. Let's do it. F*** this.
Get down! Get down!
- Get down! Don't make me f***ing do it.
- Oh, my God!
- Get down! Get down! Don't move.
- Get your hands up.
There you go.
Nice and easy.
Nobody gets hurt.
We don't need any heroes.
Ready?
- Police! Freeze!
- Let's go!
Freeze!
Drop your weapon!
Now! I said now!
Let's go! Get in the car!
What are you doing?
- Oh, my God!
- Get in the car!
with me on the streets,
never do armored trucks.
- Thanks.
- Yeah, no problem.
Over there.
Hey! Son of a b*tch!
Hey! You little
bastards, get back here!
No menthols.
Why don't you guys have a couple
of Cokes? Go sit over there.
I got some stuff to do.
I'll be with you in a minute.
Where'd you get
the cigarettes?
Fell off a truck.
Twice in one week?
How'd you like to
do an errand for me?
- Sure.
- Depends.
- Did you go down to Williams yet?
- Not yet.
I want you to go down to Williams
Tavern and pick up an envelope.
- Can you handle that?
- Sure.
How much?
How much. Listen to
this kid. "How much?"
Fifty bucks. Is that enough?
- Sure.
- Sure.
Brian.
Brian. Brian.
We have to be quiet.
This is nice,
Stacy. Come here.
We can't do nothing 'cause
my mother's upstairs.
Hey, hey. No hanging
around. Call it a night.
What do you think of this
coat, Jackie? A little too big?
- No, it looks good.
- It looks good.
- How'd you make out? Did you find him?
- We got him.
It's cold out.
Oh, yeah. It's
colder where he is.
Get him out. Get him
out. Come on. Come on.
- Come on. Get out. Get out.
- Come on, out! Out!
Get him in the back. Hurry up.
Get in. Get in there.
- So f*** me, huh?
- What?
F*** me?
- No, no, it's okay. Say it. F*** me.
- Listen, I never said...
Didn't I tell you any money made
around here, I see a piece of it?
You did.
And what have you given
me? What have you given me?
I haven't...
Don't you scream! Don't
you f***ing scream!
I'll put a f***ing
hole right in you again.
I always wonder why people scream
when they're in pain, Jackie.
It's like when they slurp coffee thinking
it's gonna change the temperature,
- but it doesn't.
- You're right. It doesn't change a thing.
I get a kick out of guys like you.
I see you around the neighborhood,
playing your gangster roles,
tough guys, arms folded,
talking out of the side of
your mouth. Now look at him.
I can't believe it.
Didn't you put that Sweeney kid in
the hospital for money he owed you?
So you're a f***ing bully,
too, right? Oh, yeah, you are.
- What's that kid, 150 pounds, Jackie?
- Tops.
- You got my money on you?
- No.
Do you got the money
you owe me on you?
No.
Here, cut this up.
That prick down at Williams
Tavern is ducking me again.
Go down and get some
money off him, will you?
Another slow week.
I'm sick and tired of all
this nickel-and-dime bullshit.
I'm not gonna wait all
day for this cocksucker.
Hey, guys, what's up?
F***!
Do you wanna get involved?
- Are you gonna be warm enough?
- Yeah, I'll be fine.
- You don't need a sweater?
- No.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
All right.
- Oh, good. You're just in time.
- For what?
Sean's game.
I can't. I'm running
right back out. I gotta go.
- Where are the...
- It's the playoffs.
I can't. I'm busy. I'll catch
your next game. I promise.
What's to eat?
...from behind,
duct-taped me...
- Does it sound like that?
- Yeah.
- Hey! That's them right there.
- Look who it is.
Yeah. With a scar over there.
- A thing of beauty.
- How'd that tape treat you?
It's all right. It's all right.
Almost took my mustache off.
- What'd you tell them?
- I didn't tell them nothing.
I told them they better
find the guys who did it
'cause I'm not
paying for that sh*t
- out of my own pocket.
- That's right.
- What are you having?
- I'll take a cold beer.
- Give him a cold beer.
- Thank you.
Yeah.
- Good job, good job. - Wrists almost
ripped off, mustache is gone.
I gotta hit the head.
I'll talk to you later.
Hey, come here, boys. Hey,
boys, I got you something.
Come here, shorty.
What are you doing
out in the rain?
- Come over here.
- Something for everybody.
Hey, there's your ma.
Hey, Stacy. Hey, Katie.
- Call me later. - I'll give you a call
around 8:
00, all right?- Hey, Katie.
- Hi, Brian.
- Yo, Katie, you want a ride home?
- Yeah.
- Say goodbye to your Uncle Paulie.
- Bye.
Pay some bills. Get
yourself a little something.
Thanks. Are you staying for
supper or are you running out?
Yeah, yeah. Do you mind?
- The good old days.
- Yeah.
He's upstairs.
- What's his name?
- Marius.
Marius. Yeah, Marius.
Might as well go talk to
him. See what he has to say.
$5,000 is $5,000, right?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- Jackie, again the soup is freezing.
- Again, cold?
- Tell Hogie, "Hogie, the soup's freezing!"
- Marius, how you doing?
- I'm not too good.
Here's what happened.
I'm 60 years old, so
I had this indiscretion
with this young manicurist
on Newbury Street,
and then this c*nt and her
boyfriend called my wife!
Hold it. Indiscretion?
You're losing us.
- I was f***ing her. I was f***ing her.
- What?
- He was cheating on his wife.
- I want them to pay, especially her.
Wait a minute. You want
us to slap a girl around?
No, no, no. You see,
this b*tch has these two poodles
that she loves like her own children.
I want you to
kidnap the female.
Now, it has to be the female. I
don't care what you do to the guy.
I'll pay you five grand.
Let me get this straight. You
want us to kidnap a poodle?
Yeah.
Do you think we're a couple of
jerk-offs? No, you're making fun of us.
- No, no, no! No, but you see...
- No, hey, hey!
Giving a guy a beating is one thing, all
right? But kidnapping a f***ing dog...
No, no, but you
don't understand.
She's the one that has to
pay. She called my wife.
- The guy's a f***ing nut.
- Five grand is five grand, Paulie.
I'm not doing it.
- Come on, we'll get some kid for
a C-note. - Hey, I'm not doing it.
Kidnap a f***ing poodle. What
are you, out of your mind?
I know you don't like this,
but I think we should seriously
consider doing an armored car.
Don't start with that again.
Don't start with that again.
Everybody gets caught.
You gotta do it in broad daylight.
Everybody sees you. It's impossible.
All right? Oh, sh*t. Oh, sh*t.
Brian! Brian! I got him.
- I got the motherf***er.
- Spread his legs. Let me see.
It's got balls. Go in
there and get the other one.
- They're vicious maniacs!
- Get the f*** back in there.
It's not funny. It's a
f***ing poodle. It's not funny.
- It's kind of funny.
- Brian, it's not funny.
- It's not funny. It's embarrassing.
- A little funny.
- What are we gonna do?
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