EVERYBODY IN THIS COUNTRY...
LIVES IN THE SAME DOG-EAT-DOG WAY,
GRABBING ANY ANGLE TO MAKE A BUCK,
IF YOU WERE TO INFORM THEM THAT
YOUR FATHER HAD TIM KILLED,
THEY'D WANNA TEAR THE OLD
MAN APART LIMB FROM LIMB.
PA HAD- PA HAD HIM KILLED?
WHAT THE HELL? THAT'S THE
SYSTEM YOU WANTED, NICK,
AND THAT'S THE SYSTEM YOU'VE GOT.
THE WHOLE SECRET, AS YOUR FATHER
SAYS, IS NOT TO GET CAUGHT.
I WANT TO FIND YVETTE. YVETTE MALONE...
WAS A PROFESSIONAL ACTRESS
NAMED JENNY O'BRIEN,
BUT I DON'T THINK SHE WANTS
TO SEE YOU TODAY, NICK.
SHE'S THE GUEST OF A FRESHMAN ANATOMY CLASS
OVER AT KEGAN UNIVERSITY MEDICAL SCHOOL...
AND SHE'S KINDA 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.