bacall.
- yo.
- murmur, i'm chipping here major.
get on a plane.
sir ben kingsley
and... guests.
janine will take
you around.
hi, janine.
ben kingsley.
we're offering
the full services
of the spa today,
including massage.
listen, we're thinking about
sam rockwell for the younger guy.
- is that a good chemistry for you?
- hmm.
may i offer you
champagne?
maybe later.
this is yael from cosabella
lingerie. sir ben kingsley.
i'll take an extra large
in these.
for a man, white and warm is
giving this cashmere throw,
great for the airplane,
and here, one for the car.
- thanks, yael.
- they charge this shit to the room?
- hmm?
- this is carla from oris.
men's and women's,
sporty and dressy.
a lot of guys are going with
the classic stainless chrono.
oh, my godson would love that. he's
having his birthday in three weeks.
- but for me...
- this is elegant.
- really is.
- take the chrono too?
- are you sure?
- of course.
is all this shit free?
i'm gettin' that.
"true crime, new york city."
pam has
a huge crush on you.
thanks, pam.
so kingsley, they do this all the time?
- it's sir ben, actually.
- sorry.
a couple of times a year, mainly
clustered around award seasons.
how is that even
fuckin' possible?
i know. it's embarrassing, isn't it?
- i know i have one of these.
- shelly from iriver.
i don't know
if you have this one.
it's got 20 gigs of space
in a tiny package.
that's 80 hours of video
or 600 hours of music.
shelly, can i get
one of these?
- here you go, sir ben.
- thank you, shelly.
sir ben, you've got a
meeting with doug in 10, so...
hey, guys,
looks like i ate up
all our time here.
what do you say
we catch up in new york?
you got a lot
of tables left.
we're gonna make
that work, sir ben.
they're giving away
a caddy over there!
well, no, it's just a
test-drive for a couple of weeks.
you know, my family gave me
some sunglasses for christmas
so why don't you
have these?
- i bet they'll look great on you, chris.
- i don't know. you think?
sir ben, can we get a shot?
the thing, the arabs.
chris wanted me to take
care of you while he's away.
cecil b demoltisanti
there.
- this is one week?
- yeah, murmur caught some big ones.
you're going to see your
girlfriend over at vesuvio?
yeah.
all right.
uh...
give this to artie.
keep it on my tab.
we're not here
to accuse anybody,
'cause mainie and i like to
think of you all as family.
and this is
very serious.
it is, but know
that as family
you'll be treated
with respect
and, if need be,
forgiveness.
hector,
and you, mustache...
you got
something to say?
we have no intention of pressing
charges. it's just gotta stop.
that's all we want.
any questions?
understand this is not about
a 42-oz. jar of moroccan olives
or a couple of rolls
of toilet paper here.
- this is our livelihoods.
- are you looking at me?
nobody's looking
at anybody.
- i didn't take the toilet paper.
- but the olives?
i'm joking here.
i'm just saying if you
don't come clean to us,
those investigators,
well, they just might
question the honesty
of somebody
that wears a coat
pulled from
the lost-and-found.
- fuck this!
- no, fuck you!
- arthur...
- i don't know which one of you pieces of shit did this,
- but i've been good to you!
- ...getting us nowhere.
and you pay me back
with nonstop ass rape!
well fuck all of you!
you know what?
just forget it.
i-- i'm so sorry,
everybody.
um, could you just get this
cleaned up so we can open? thanks.
no no. it's very bad.
they had
the credit card police.
those companies
are huge.
they come on tough, but in
the end, they gotta eat it.
okay.
everything okay
in there?
for once i'd like to eat without
you getting a call from work.
ah.
god damn it.
motherfucker.
arthur!
what do you want, a repeat
performance of the fourth of july?
that cop told you,
no firing guns in
the borough