to stick to golf.
-Golf?
Screw it, forget it.
This game's for morons, anyway.
Come on,
you guys got chalk in your brains.
Hey, Jack,
finish this string for me, will you?
Come on, I want to talk to you.
Couple of beers, please, Sylvia.
Catch you later.
You know when it hit me?
When I saw the paper.
The TV started me thinking.
The paper, I knew.
Couldn't get over it.
Why?
Why did you call me?
I wanted to meet you.
I know what you've been thinking.
You been thinking I was going to
put the old squeeze on you, didn't you?
That's what you been thinking, right?
Yes.
The thought had occurred to me.
I could blackmail you.
Hey, don't worry about it.
I just wanted to shake your hand.
I mean...
...there I am, sitting in a bar...
...drunk, and shooting off....
Just words...
...and you come in.
And you did it! You did it!
I just talk about it, but you did it!
When I get drunk, I let off a lot of steam.
Drink up.
I know a better place.
Thank you.
Listen, nobody's gonna blame you...
...a guy like that, your daughter.
There're plenty of people with kids,
I'm telling you, you'd be a hero.
The guy was selling dope, right?
So now he can't make dope fiends
out of anybody anymore, can he?
Yeah, that's right.
God knows how many kids he hooked.
Maybe....
Maybe that's why I get this....
I had it a couple of times lately.
The feeling of...
...pleasure?
Satisfaction.
Yeah, like in the war.
You remember how you felt in the war
sometimes, after you killed a few of them?
You feel bad and you feel good
at the same time?
Yes, well, something like that.
Not exactly.
You make a lot of money.
How much?
What do you make an hour?
They pay us by the year, Joe.
I get $4 an hour...
...plus some that I don't count
because the union keeps it.
That's $160 a week.
That ain't so bad, it's not so bad.
I mean, shit, you can't live on it.
What do you make?
$60,000.
$60,000 a year!
You gotta be kidding.
Only movie stars make that kind of money.
The fucking president of my union
pays himself that kinda money.
$60,000 a year.
You gotta kiss a lot of ass, I bet.
After a while, you don't notice it, I guess.
You think I don't have to kiss ass?
$4 an hour?
The foreman, the shop steward,
the guy on the night shift...
...so he don't leave my furnace a mess.
Bet you got a pile saved, though.
No, not really a pile, only about...
...$18,000.
$18,000, the kind of money you make?
I got $10,000. My wife don't know it.
Yeah, and two lots in Florida.
Hey, look at that.
Look at that.
Nice.
I like to look at 'em once in a while.
You like to look at 'em once in a while?
Yes, I like to look at it once in a while.
A little on the side once in a while?
Once in a while.
That helps, you know,
so you don't resent the old lady so much.
Right?
You know, guys like us...
...we don't often get a chance
to talk to each other.
-Find it hard talking to me?
-No.
Yes, you do.
I'm just a working stiff,
and you're way up there.
Educated.
Just talk to me the way you would...
...somebody at the office,
a friend, like that.
Would you like to see
where my kind of animal hangs out?
Sure.
Good. Now, let's get the hell out of here.
They look like a bunch of fags.
Not really fags, but close, getting there.
What would you like, sir?
-Johnnie Walker on the rocks and....
-The same.
Yeah, but they're smart.
They gotta be smart, right?
You want to see
how smart they really are? Watch.
Bill, baby, how are you?
Gil. It's good to see you.
I'd like you to meet Joe Curran.
-This is Gil Richards.
-Happy to meet you.
Same here.
By the way, Gil, Joe here is....
-Shall I tell him, Joe?
-Oh, yeah.
It hasn't been officially announced yet,
but Joe here is moving over to your shop.
Oh, yeah?
What spot?
Guess.
Hell, I don't know. Which....
Come on, Gil, what have they been
looking for over there for three months?
Exec VP?
That's it.
I know he looks a little rough,
but that's just part of his