bedrooms?
- No. What?
You almost always
find a bed in there.
You know what?
I've noticed
the same thing.
Oh, my God.
Great.
Uuh!
I've got what there is.
Joseph P. Brenner.
Social Security number, 567-3...
567-34-5787
Dade County licence number...
48736892-R.
Passport number...
H-1032642.
Okay? He's asleep.
He's passed out.
This takes care of a thousand dollars
of my I.O.U., right?
Okay.
If there's something to say,
I'll call.
We wanted to check
your water heater today, Sarah...
but the, uh, keys werert where they were
supposed to be, so we couldn't do anything.
If you tell us where the keys have been moved,
we'll come back and take care of it.
Look, come back to me
as quick as you can.
Yeah, you don't want
to freeze to death in that water.
- Fucking little worm.
- What's his problem?
We give him a million dollars
to tell us where to hit Marcellino.
Now the son of a bitch
is pulling back.
Well, maybe he doesn't know
where the shit is stored.
How many places do you think the cops
can store that much cash and smack, huh?
Lfhe doesn't know it,
he'll find out.
Or maybe he just doesn't like
what you're planning.
I'm supposed to give a shit
what he thinks?
No, he'll come across.
What the hell's his choice?
- He's in up to his ass.
- There's no way I can talk you out of this?
If you could, I shouldn't be where I am.
When we start thinking
there's something we can't do...
something that's too big or too messy,
then we oughta get out.
This is like wrestling.
It's fixed.
And the cops are always gonna lose,
and they know it.
I wanna hear you say
you're sorry
Nobody takes advantage of me
Uuh
Over here, honey.
Jeanine! Over here!
If looks could kill
You'd be lying on the floor
You'd be begging me
Please, please
Baby, don't you
hurt me no more
- Where's Metzger?
- I haven't seen him.
- How's business?
- We're dying.
We're living on the edge
Hanging by a thread
I'm watching every move
you make
You don't wanna see my anger
So don't you make
another mistake
That's him!
That's a harmless, empty threat
Hey! Watch it!
- Stop it!
- Asshole!
- If looks could kill -
Do you mind? - Come on!
- You'd be lying on the floor
- Cut it out!
- Hey, you cretin!
- You'd be begging me, please, please
- Oh, God!
- Baby, don't hurt me no more
Uh! No, no! No, please!
Come here!
- Help me!
- Come here!
I hear you're paying off everybody
but the fucking government.
- Lamanski says pay him. He'll come back with a torch.
- So you decided to pay us both.
- Is that it? I didn't know you had so much loose cash.
- Just stay out of it.
- No. I'm gonna close down.
- Oh, yeah? You try it, all right?
You piece of shit!
- Uh!
- Ah! Do something, huh?
- Oh, my God!
- This is what you're gonna look like dead.
Don't pay Lamanski anymore.
If I torch this shit-house,
you'll be inside it.
Get in my way again,
and I'll kill ya.
I hope you're not
your mother's only child.
Ohh! Oh, Mr. Metzger,
are you all right?
Iflooks could
Kill
- I didn't think you were this twisted.
- Twisted? This is kid stuff.
We got a call. Somebody thought
there was some trouble here.
Oh, the boys were having
some trouble with their makeup.
Joey P. Brenner. You turn up
in the most damnedest places.
Trying to learn
my way around.
Well, you got a good guide if you wanna
know your way around a sewer.
Iflooks could kill
- Where do you know that cop from?
- Oh, he broke up a fight I had in an alley...
the night you sent your three assholes
to take me apart.
We don't know what his name is yet...
but he's definitely
working for Patrovita.
- I don't want his name. I want his ass.
- I'll see to it he disappears.
First you bust him up real