dinner?
- We're gonna go one-on-one.
I mean, we're gonna have
a threesome.
- The girls are out there.
- Frank.
Frank.
All right, we'll eat first, and then
we are gonna steam, right?
- Yeah.
- That's a promise. Let's do it.
- Come on.
- Hold on.
Okay.
I'll kill you, you son of a--!
All right, all right.
"Let's go in the steam room."
Good idea, Frank. Real good.
Good thing we didn't hide
in the barbecue pit.
Carlino would've had
a sudden craving for ribs.
I don't listen to you anymore. From
now on, I call the shots. Got that?
- I call the shots.
- Come on.
They're gonna nail Brackman.
Come on, you guys.
Mike was only kidding, right?
Give me a break.
You couldn't give me a pass on this
one, Tony? I could just disappear.
Oh, you're gonna disappear,
all right. Get in the car, Lou.
Brackman!
Brackman, run for it!
Smoke him, Anthony.
Brackman, come here. You made it.
Frank, he's not moving.
It's too late. He's dead.
- What's going on out here?
- I don't know, people shooting.
- There's a body.
- Who the hell are those guys?
Help! Hit men!
Hit men! Help!
Couple of hit men out here.
Dooley, Kane,
what the hell are you doing?
- You know those guys?
- Yeah, they work for me.
They just knocked off Lou Brackman.
Get the cops.
Well, Mr. Brains,
what do we do now?
- Get the car!
- Get the car.
- Don't let them get away. Stop them.
- Hey, stop.
See, they're not stopping.
Go.
Go, go.
- Okay, everybody, it's all over.
- It's all over.
You can come out now.
Kokolovitch!
Make sure everybody goes
to their cars peacefully.
Don't panic, don't panic.
Do you believe it?
In my house, they kill
my best friend, Lou Brackman.
Dad, you know they didn't kill him.
I told you to stay out of this,
didn't I?
Union racketeering,
grand theft, now murder.
We're gonna get those guys.
Get them?
I wanna get away from them.
- Oh, thank God, the police.
- Don't stop.
- Why?
- Don't stop!
What are you doing?
You're going down a one-way street.
- Watch where you're going.
- I'm watching. Did you get them?
No.
Look at those guys.
- Come on, let's go.
- All right. All right.
Frank, come on.
Come on.
- My friend got married today.
- Got married.
- He's going on his honeymoon tonight.
- Big night tonight.
We're gonna keep browsing.
- Yeah.
- Right.
- What are you reading?
- Panty Boys. And you?
Love Suckers.
I want you to case these buildings.
And question some of these people.
Let's check this place out.
Hey, get out of the way.
Jesus.
Hey, I already paid you
for this month.
Zip it. We're looking for somebody.
Well, what do we do now, Frank?
We can't stay in here all night.
I know.
Give me a quarter.
- Oh, for God's sake.
- Just give me a quarter.
- Learn to control your urges.
- If it offends you, don't watch.
- You're sick.
- Thank you.
- You're a sick man.
- Just check the door.
Sick.
The cops are still out there.
- Do we really have time for this, Frank?
- It helps me think.
- It's all right, I got it.
- I got it.
- I got it, I got it.
- All right, all right, all right.
Here, grab a chair, grab a chair.
Hurry up. Get out of the way.
Hello.
I think she likes me. Yeah.
- Frank, I've got an idea.
- Yeah, me too.
Wait, wait, give me a quarter.
- Give me a quarter! Dig, dig!
- All right, here. Easy. See a doctor.
Fifi.
Disgusting magazines.
I'm out of here.
- If you tell anyone about this--
- I'll send a postcard to my family.
- I'm just warning you, that's all.
- Let's go.
The guy is kind of a big blond guy.
He's kind of funny-looking.
The other one's dark,
curly hair, sort of ethnic.
Maybe you've seen
these guys around.
What are you looking at,
you schmuck?
Oh, isn't he cute?
And look at these muscles.
Get your hands off me.
I'm a police officer.
- He gets frisky when he sees a badge.
- Hey.
- Hello.
- What are you doing later on tonight?
Take a walk, you jerk.
- Let's trot.
- Why can't you look this good?