Just call her. Plan ahead.
That's what I’m doing. I’m planning.
Look, if l go back and l call her,
she could tell me to buzz off.
And that's it.
But if l go there, and l see her...
don't matter what she says to me then
because l see my kid.
See, that's the worst that can happen.
I know what I’m doing.
All those old-timers.
This is all busted up. Hell.
Wonder what Coley would say.
There it is. That's Coley's house.
I didn't even have to look at the number.
- Flower house.
- It's a flower house. Right.
Coley!
Come on.
Coming.
What can l do for you?
God damn it, Max! Jesus Christ almighty!
- You look like Uncle Bert.
- Don't say that.
- It's true, though, you do.
- Don't say it, though.
Jesus Christ.
God damn it. Shit.
Let me look at that mug there.
That's beautiful.
Look at that mug, would you?
Is that beautiful, Lion?
This is my friend and business partner.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Are you all right? Did you hurt yourself?
- I’m okay.
- You sure?
Hi, Coley.
Max has told me nothing about you.
Come on inside. God, Max. Come on.
God damn it.
- Put your stuff down.
- Okay.
- What is all this?
- We went into the junk business.
- "We"?
- Yep.
- You still married to that guy...
- Howard? No, sir.
I got me a business partner.
Name's Frenchy. She's dying to meet you.
Max, this is for you.
Max, let's see if you're still any good.
Come on. Put them up.
All right.
You know I’m the toughest, right?
- Come on.
- Come on.
Hi.
He's just like you said.
Just like l thought he would be.
He's Max.
Yeah, I’m Max.
You cute little motor scooter, you.
Max, this is a lie detector,
and it really works.
It's a gift to you from Coley's junkettes.
A lie detector? You know l just got out
of the joint, Coley. What do l need it for?
Put them on him. Come on.
Yeah, put them on me.
Hello, Coley. Nice of you to call.
- You have to concentrate.
- Okay. It's gonna be hard.
- Did you turn it on?
- You're turned on.
Stop.
Ask me why...
How come you wear all these clothes?
All right. Why did the moron jingle?
Keep me warm.
Okay, let's see.
Ask me if l like you.
- Okay. Do you like me?
- Yes, l like you.
It says that's true.
- What is your name?
- Francis Lionel Delbucci.
- That's true.
- That's true.
- Where you headed?
- Pittsburgh.
Where?
Detroit, then Pittsburgh.
And is that your home, Detroit?
What did you miss most
when you were in prison?
Home cooking.
Coley, I’m gonna cook tonight.
Terrific.
- Hi there.
- Hi.
- Oh, no. This can't happen to me.
- What is it?
- Oh, no.
- What is it?
A little person's got my fingers.
Let go. Come on, get your hands off.
You're crazy. Honestly.
- What is it?
- What are you doing?
- Making pie.
- Pie?
- What kind?
- Chocolate.
Keep it up.
Hey, Lion!
What?
- Where's my beer?
- The beer, it's coming.
Listen, I’ll bring the beer out myself
in just a minute, okay?
- No beer?
- She wants to bring it out.
Yeah? That's good.
Give me a hand here, will you?
All right, go.
That Frenchy has some set of jugs,
doesn't she?
Real eye-poppers.
- Let's put this over here by the fence.
- Okay.
If you'll work...
You gotta work, you know?
Coley, she works, right?
I don't understand how she keeps
everything in such a mess.
When we get the car wash...
everything's gonna be in order, right?
Squared away.
Squared away.
And that's gonna be Maxy's job.
Keeping things in order,
washing those cars...
and walking over to the bank.
What do l do? What's my specialty?
I think your specialty
is going to be waxing.
Waxing? No.
No, and, keeping the customers happy.
That's it. That's my specialty.
Keep them happy, keep them happy.
Look at this rusty piece of shit here.
I could have sworn they were out here.
There you are!
Here you are. Just as promised.
- Thank you.
- Here.
Thank you.
- How's your cake coming?
- Okay. It's a pie.
Good heavens.
There ain't no better sound on earth.
Maybe...
a couple of other things.