something I've been...
I've really been meaning to get off my chest.
You rat cocksucker! All of this fucking time!
Yeah, this whole fucking time!
This whole fucking time!
But we don't have your finger on the trigger,
so do me! It's one more nail in your coffin!
Oh, you got all that, do you?
How come it took you so long, then,
huh, tough guy? Huh?
How come? So fucking long! Tell me!
You had to climb into bed with Yugorsky,
didn't you?
I was all but out and you had to go and mix it up
with the fucking Russians.
12 years undercover
and my own wife don't even fucking know.
Oh, you cocksucker. You don't have to worry.
She ain't never gonna hear it
from your fucking lips anyhow!
You fucking scumbag!
I'll tell her all about it
while she sucks my fucking dick!
Come on. Come on!
Are you fucking kidding me?
What are you gonna do with that little boy?
You know that I had a little boy? My Tommy.
At one time he was your age.
What are you gonna do with that, kid?
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do with that,
you Cheerio-bred, little motherfucker!
Let's go home.
In position!
All right. On the other side. Let's go!
Jesus Christ, Joey, we got shorted out.
We lost you back in Newark.
You were headed for Little Odessa.
Air support finally made your Mustang.
I'm taking the kid home to his mom.
Joey, where are you going?
You're hurt. We gotta get you to a hospital.
I'm going home.
What are you thinking?
I don't wanna go home.
Well, I'm next door to you, remember,
and I'm gonna be keeping my eye on you.
Why don't we get breakfast before we have to
start making with the heavy explaining?
Get ourselves cleaned up a bit.
Hey, listen.
I'm taking Nick to the game on Friday night.
Maybe we could find another ticket.
If you would like to go, that is.
All right, that's good.
You want some more orange juice?
All right.
Well, er...
What do you say, we get out of here?
Well, lookie, lookie.
If it ain't little Charlie Bronson.
One thing about Lester.
He always makes good on a promise.
Hey, asshole!
What the fuck are you doing?
You fucking piece of shit!
- You big fucking...
- Cocksucker!
In your face, motherfucker!
Say hello to my little friend.
That's real fucking original.
What are you? A fucking cartoon?
I'm a Mac Daddy pimp. You know that.
And now I'm gonna cap your ass.
When I'm finished with you,
I'm gonna take your little punk friend...
and I'm gonna put him in my posse.
And I'm gonna pimp him out
for a couple of months!
And then I'm gonna take your knife
and cut him from ear to ear!
Just like I should have done yesterday, you fuck!
I'm sure that sounds great to you
in your pimp world.
But, listen.
That's not the fucking thing you wanna do!
You wanna put down that fucking gun
and walk away.
Cos I swear to fucking God, I'll fucking kill you!
Stupid fucking pimp bitch!
Wrong!
Only one of us is walking out of here.
Guess who.
Oleg, get behind me.
Oleg, get behind me!
Come on!
Oleg, talk to me. Come on! Talk to me!
You're gonna make it.
Joey, please. You're bleeding.
Fuck, fuck!
Look out! Look out!
Mr. Gazelle! Stop the car.
We need to get some help.
Tee...
- Please, Mr. Gazelle!
- Tee... I’m coming home.
Mr. Gazelle, please! Stop the car.
We need to get some help.
- I've gotta tell her.
- You're hurt!
I'm gonna make it home.
You're bleeding!
God.
Oh, God!
Nicky, stay back! Stay back!
Oh, my God.
Joey!
Joey, please! Stop!
Mr. Gazelle, wake up!
Mr. Gazelle! Wake up! Come on!
Stop the car! Stop the car!
Please! Stop!
Joe?
Mr. Gazelle, watch out!
Joe! Joe!
Oleg, wait! Wait!
Oh, God!
Mom! Mom!
Joe!
Jesus!
Oh, fuck! Fuck!
Nicky! Call 911!
Don't do this to me, Joe.
- Don't fucking do this to me.
- Oh, sweetheart.
I loved you.
OK?
Just remember.
I was always the real Joey.
OK? I wasn't a liar.
Shut up. Shut up. Look at me.
Look at me. Baby, look at me in the eye.
Joey, look at me in the eyes.
I don't care, OK? It