understand?
l can get killed for telling you this.
You can get killed walking your doggie!
All right, man...
...there was a cat l was locked up with.
Did a couple of two, three years.
He got out. l ran into him.
And so?
He's a big fiend for action.
Now, if he'd have said nothing,
l'd have thought nothing, but...
...he goes on and on,
telling me how he ain't done nothing...
...and nothing's been going on,
and all this bullshit.
Right then and there l know...
...this cat's got something going down.
Pretty fucking great.
Albert, what's wrong with you?
You drag me here, waste my time like this.
You saw a guy on the street
who's an ex-con?
That's right.
Well, l am...
...over-fucking-whelmed.
What do you want for that,
a junior G-man badge?
You gonna make the call
on them Porsches?
ls he kidding me?
l'm telling you:
This Slick is no joke.
He's double time.
Say what?
''Slick.'' What does that mean?
That's what he calls people: ''Slick.''
Tell me about him.
About 6 feet tall...
...lots of jailhouse tats.
Got a big-ass peacock right here.
What's his name?
Cheritto.
Michael Cheritto.
Thirty-three busts since 1976.
Eleven for armed robbery,
three convictions.
Two out of a three-to-five year beef
in Attica.
Three years in Marion.
Five years in Folsom off a knock-back
to involuntary manslaughter.
Jacket's two inches thick.
Who do l have there now?
- Drucker and me. And Schwartz.
- Tell SlS...
...l want full surveillance. That's 24 hours.
Round the clock, day and night.
We never close. Open every day.
Bug the car, the house, the work.
When he moves or sits,
like in a restaurant...
...l want pictures of who he moves
and sits with.
Then run makes on them.
They got jackets, trail them.
l want it up and running
by tomorrow night.
Put your hands where l can see them.
Put your hands where l can see them.
l tell you what to do.
l tell you how to do it.
Now, with your right hand only,
your right hand only...
...take the package and throw it in here.
Behind you.
On the right.
Roger Van Zant.
Who's this?
You know who this is.
Yes, l do.
l sent a guy to deliver the package.
He didn't call. ls everything okay?
l tell you what, forget the money.
What?
Forget the money.
lt's a lot of money. What are you doing?
What do you mean, ''Forget the money''?
What am l doing?
l'm talking to an empty telephone.
l don't understand.
'Cause there is a dead man
on the other end of this line.
Do you like it?
Look at my ring.
Did you know?
You are insane.
Do you like it?
- lt's beautiful.
- lt's good.
Don't ask him where he got it.
What do you want to be
when you grow up?
l don't know.
Just like me.
l don't know either.
Hello?
lt's me.
l was wondering if you'd call.
l've been busy.
Can l see you?
l was afraid that was just...
...the one night.
Not for me, it wasn't.
Yeah, me neither.
Can l fall by?
Yeah.
l'll see you in a little bit.
Goddamn convention.
- Which one's Slick?
- The wide one.
We got two transmitters.
One's in the wheel well,
backup's in the firewall.
Here we are.
Did you say goodnight to Neil?
The blond is Chris Shiherlis.
SlS has got a revolving tail
and hung a wire on the house phone.
Cheritto's cruised the precious-metals
depository three times.
Platinum, silver, and some bullion.
Sammy and l think that will be
their next score.
Who's the loner?
First time we've seen him.
We're not on him yet.
Get on it.
When these guys walk out the door of
whatever score they're gonna take next...
...they're gonna have the surprise
of a lifetime.
Baby, time to go.
Showed you a good time, didn't l?
You fly.
You're cool.
You're lying to me.
l can always tell when people lie to me.
l ain't lying.
You're a hot dog.
A regular rodeo rider.
And this was the monster fuck
of my young life.
Now, l got to get my ass street-side, sugar.
You don't have a truth-telling style.
What are you talking about?
You don't know what this is.