TIED UP RIGHT NOW,
IF YOU GET THE PICTURE.
YOU GET THE PICTURE, NICK?
YOU GET THE PICTURE?
YOU GET THE PICTURE, NICK?
DON'T TOUCH.
WHAT THE HELL?
HE WAS CAUGHT
TRYING TO ENTER.
THAT'S MY SON!
HE REFUSED TO TELL US
HIS NAME, MR. KEGAN.
ROSEMARY WILL CALL DR. GROKEST
WHEN SHE COMES IN.
YOU SURE
MADE A NIGHT OF IT, BOY.
YOU SHOULD HAVE CALLED FIRST.
OUGHT TO KNOW THAT BY NOW.
I'LL GET YOU SOME WHISKEY.
YOU WANT THOSE FELLAS FIRED,
I'LL HAVE 'EM FIRED.
GOOD MEN, THOUGH.
AH. YOU GONNA
PASS OUT ON ME?
PA, CERRUTI
TOLD ME EVERYTHING.
- YOU SAW CERRUTI?
- YOU KILLED HIM.
YOUR OWN SON.
WAS IT REALLY
FOR MONEY?
ROSEMARY, WHERE THE HELL
ARE MY CIGARS?
ROSEMARY!
A WISE MAN
FOOLS THE DOCTORS.
WAS IT FOR MONEY?
WHERE DID YOU GET THE BALLS
TO SUGGEST TO ME...
THAT I'D HAVE
YOUR BROTHER MURDERED
FOR SOME ADDITIONAL CASH?
THE PRESIDENT
OF MY COUNTRY.
IS THIS AN ATTACK, SON?
A CONSPIRACY? HAVE YOU
GONE OVER TO THE ENEMY?
OR ARE YOU MAD?
FOR MONEY.
SHAME.
FOR SHAME ON YOU.
SOMEWHERE DEEP
IN YOUR SOUL, PA,
YOU WANNA GET CAUGHT
AND PUNISHED.
LIKE A PETTY THIEF
BACK TO THE SCENE
OF A CRIME.
PETTY THIEF? HELL,
I'M THE KING OF THIEVES,
THE JUPITER OF THIEVES.
BUT I'M NOT A KILLER.
THERE HE IS...
AND THERE AND THERE.
MY GUARDIAN ANGEL.
MY UNSEEN LISTENER.
JOHN CERRUTI.
SOMEWHERE IN THE AIR,
RECORDING, PEEKING IN.
JOHN CERRUTI KILLED TIM.
CERRUTI.
DID IT WITH MY MEN
AND MY MONEY.
AND THE PROFITS
WENT INTO MY COMPANIES.
WHEN HE TOLD ME HE'D KILLED
MY SON, THERE WAS NOTHING
I COULD DO AGAINST HIM,
'CAUSE EVERY FINGER
IN THE COUNTRY
WOULD POINT TO ME.
TIM'S OWN PA.
AND YOU TOO.
AND OUR FAMILY.
- NO, PA.
- YOU THINK I'M IN CONTROL HERE?
I'M NOTHING
BUT A GODDAMN FRONT.
CERRUTI HAS RUN EVERYTHING
SINCE THE DAY TIM WAS SHOT.
DARNDEST PART-
DON'T EVEN
GIVE HIMSELF A RAISE.
LIVES IN BROOKLYN
IN A RABBIT HOLE.
WHATCHA DOING?
I'M CALLING THE POLICE.
YOU BEGGING TO DIE?
YOU GOT EYES
IN THAT EMPTY HEAD?
LOOK, I'M AN OLD MAN-
SKIN SAGGING, FALSE TEETH,
EYES MILKING OVER.
BUT I'VE BEEN
HOLDING THIS THING TOGETHER
WITH THE MINUTES TICKING BY...
'CAUSE WHEN THIS OLD CLOCK
COMES UNDONE, YOU WATCH
WHERE THE WHEELS WILL FLY.
- I WON'T BUY IT, PA.
- I'M STANDING BETWEEN YOU
AND DARKEST NIGHT, SON.
THE OTHER SIDE OF ME
IS CHAOS.
HOLD IT, KEIFITZ.
WE WON'T NEED THE GUN.
WON'T NEED THE GUN?
GOD, SON, IT MUST'VE BEEN
THE MILKMAN AFTER ALL,
'CAUSE YOU SURE AS HELL
AIN'T NO PART OF ME.
THAT MAN DAMN WELL
NEEDS HIS GUN...
'CAUSE HE'S GONNA
SHOOT YOU WITH IT.
PA!
PA, TAKE MY HAND!
STUPID!
YOU WANNA GO WITH ME?
TAKE MY HAND, PA!
YOU GET OUT OF THIS ALIVE, SON-
YOU GET OUT OF THIS ALIVE.
TAKE OUR MONEY
OUT OF THE WESTERN WORLD
AND PUT IT IN SOUTH AMERICA.
- OH!
- BRAZIL. AH!
- AAH!
- BRAZIL! THEY'RE
THE NEXT ONES UP!
PA'S DEAD.
I'LL CONNECT YOU
WITH JOHN CERRUTI.
CALL THE POLICE, ROSEMARY.
YES, MR. KEGAN.
ARE YOU COMING BACK?
I'M PART OF THE FAMILY.
HELLO. THIS IS
YVETTE MALONE SPEAKING.
I'M NOT HOME JUST NOW,
BUT IF YOU'LL BE KIND ENOUGH
TO LEAVE YOUR NAME
AND TELEPHONE NUMBER,
I'LL CALL YOU WHEN I RETURN.
PLEASE BEGIN
AT THE TONE.
HELLO, HONEY.
THIS IS NICK.
I JUST WANTED TO HEAR
YOUR VOICE ONCE MORE.
AND I WANTED TO TELL YOU
THAT I LOVE YOU...
AND I'LL MISS YOU.
BYE.[ Phone Ringing ]
[ Tape Clicks ]
[ Woman On Recording ]
HELLO, THIS IS YVETTE MALONE SPEAKING.
I'M NOT HOME JUST NOW,
BUT IF YOU'LL BE KIND ENOUGH...
TO LEAVE YOUR NAME
AND TELEPHONE NUMBER,
PLEASE BEGIN AT THE TONE.
[ Machine Beeps ]
YVETTE, NICK HERE.
UH, I JUST THOUGHT
I'M STILL ON PA'S SHIP
OFF THE COAST OF MALAYSIA
AND, UH, SURE IS NICE
TO HEAR YOUR VOICE.
[ Pounding ]
WELL, WE'RE GETTING SOME
SO, UH,
I GUESS I--
[ Helicopter Whirring ]
OKAY, LET'S GO.
[ Man, Indistinct ]
ALL RIGHT,
NOW MOVE YOUR ASSES.
GET HIM TO SICK BAY,
AND DO IT NOW.
[ Chattering ]
HA!
WELL, IF IT ISN'T