Whizzes, Clinks]
Shit, I hate this game.
This looks like
it's going to be fun.
- That'd be different.
- Why? He's not a good host?
Some of his friends
can be a pain in the neck.
Hey, you're with
the main man.
- If you have any trouble, you let me know.
- [Chuckles]
- Wear that one.
- Beautiful, beautiful. Give it some sparkle.
- Such a pretty dress.
- Oh, like this? [Giggling]
Joey.
I was hoping
you could make it.
Monique.
- Quite a party.
- Party?
This is just a simple gathering
of the immediate family.
Luigi's parties
have to be held outdoors.
He wants to meet you.
Be right back.
- Hey, you guys having fun? I'm having a lot of fun.
- [Snaps Fingers]
Let's capture the moment here,
huh? Come on.
Max, maybe you're
having too much fun.
Eat something.
- I'll get you a nice eight by ten.
- Keep it. I'm not sentimental.
I didn't think so.
[Knocking]
Come in.
- Joey Brenner, Luigi Patrovita.
- My pleasure.
You like getting close
to our friend?
You want the job
done right, don't you?
- What have you found out?
- Nothing.
I want you.
We tried that,
remember?
You come home with me,
and you owe nobody nothing.
I'll owe you,
won't I?
Mr. Rocca thinks you would make
a won'thwhile addition...
- to our various endeavors.
- I like to think so.
- Oh, you're a thinker.
- Sometimes.
Not enough to get me
into any trouble.
From what we know,
you don't stay anyplace too long.
If you're not part of an organization
that can protect you...
- moving around is the next best thing.
- He's looking for a home.
You kill anybody, Joey?
Yeah.
More than one?
Three. You want names
and addresses?
- [Case Closes]
- Smart, I like.
Smart-ass, I don't.
All right. Forget it. Go back to the party.
I want to talk to Mr. Rocca.
Nice meeting you.
I don't know.
You don't let him in
too far too fast.
Give him a little time
to impress us.
If he doesn't, we'll use him for
something dirty and dump him in the pit.
Cute, huh?
[Sighs]
What a doll.
Yes, I think it would accessorize
the outfit beautifully.
What do you think?
Does it make you drool?
I would have picked exactly
the same one. That is my taste.
Yeah? Do you like
this one better?
- What do you think?
Which one do you like better?
- Try it on.
- You don't mind sitting here?
- No. I like it.
- Okay. All right. I'll see you later.
- Bye.
All right.
- Well, this goes with the color. It's beautiful.
- Something in red?
Well, I think it's something...
[Continues, Indistinct]
It's just... red.
Why don't you just pick one?
I'll never make up my mind.
- Why don't you take them both?
- I can't afford them both.
I can.
Oh. You do that
too easy.
You always buying things
for the ladies?
- No. Not in a long time.
- Kiss her good-bye, shithead.
It's a stickup.
- Call security.
- Oh, really?
Just dial, dipshit!
We're being robbed
and beaten!
[Monique]
Oh!
Out of my way, bitch!
I'm very hard to fit.
- This way!
- No, this way!
We're finished
shopping!
[Patrovita]
Yeah? Well, come up with something!
[Rocca] If it was possible, Luigi,
and I'm not so sure it is...
it's gonna take a lot of work
to pull this thing off.
- A lot of planning.
- Look. We get a floor plan.
We buy ourselves
an inside man and we go.
Our boy not only told me
where it is...
he told me they're moving it to a federal
depository for safekeeping next Tuesday.
- Oh, Jesus. This is crazy!
- Look, last week in New York...
$10 million won'th of cocaine
walked out of a police station.
- Nobody knows where the hell it is!
It can be done.
- That was inside work.
I'm talking
a major fucking job here!
It'll make Brinks
look like rolling a drunk.
There's 50 cops in that building any hour of
the day. How you gonna get 'em outta there?
Give 'em tickets
to the ball game?
A bomb.
Just blow the place up, huh?
The genius.
What are you
talking about?
Bomb threat. Whenever they