-(BREATHING HEAVILY) -(GUNSHOT)
♪ (FUNK MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
They're gonna spend their money to sell your film.
You're gonna be known.
You need to be ready for that.
They wanna make you an offer and I wanna negotiate.
LORI: I'd have to clear it with C.C.
-(SLAP) -(LORI CRIES)
You should value the worth of what you have right here with me.
DAVE: Trying to effect large-scale change.
Uh-huh, one community meeting at a time.
VINCENT: I was walkin' from dinner last night,
felt like some guys had eyes on me.
Any names?
-(YELLING) -Get down!
(TIRES SCREECH)
- You saw it, right? - Yeah.
I liked it, I really did.
I don't usually care for musicals, but I thought it was really well done.
Get in the car. Quick.
Woman: Wait up! I'll walk with you!
- What the fuck is this? - Tommy: Shut your mouth.
- Black Frankie: We're good? - Drive.
( hinges creak )
( clank )
Sit there.
Rudy: Don't embarrass yourself, Marty.
Sit the fuck down. Act like a man.
Sit!
Who shot at us?
I don't know.
Come on, tell me.
I'll make this easy on you. It won't hurt.
Just one behind the ear, then darkness.
- I got kids. - Vincent: Yeah, so do I.
Should've thought about them before you made your play.
Marty: I swear to you--
I don't know.
OK.
Finish your cigarette.
Pop your cherry, Vince.
I got this.
Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Wait. Wait! Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.
You guys...
You guys think I make those kind of calls?
You think I order hits? Huh?!
No, please, don't do this.
Ahh! Don't do that, please!
I'm a manager.
I stuff money in envelopes,
and I give it to guys and kick it upstairs.
That's all I do.
Auggh! I swear. I give cash to bagmen.
Please! For Chrissake,
I don't know nothin' about no hit. I don't.
I don't! I swear to you.
I swear... on my mother's grave.
Please. Please.
( uncocks pistol )
( Marty coughs )
Give it to me, Vince, I'll do it.
- Vincent: No. - Tommy: No?
Vincent: What's it gonna do?
He don't know nothin'.
Already scared the shit out of him. That's enough.
Good thing for you, Marty, I brought Vincent along today.
He just saved your life.
Thank you.
Fuck you.
♪ See her picture in a thousand places ♪
♪ 'Cause she's this year's girl ♪
♪ You think you all own ♪
♪ Little pieces of this year's girl ♪
♪ Forget your fancy manners ♪
♪ Forget your English grammar ♪
♪ 'Cause you don't really give a damn ♪
♪ About this year's girl ♪
♪ Ahh-ee-ahh ♪
♪ Still you're hopin' that she's well-spoken ♪
♪ 'Cause she's this year's girl ♪
♪ You want her broken with her mouth wide open ♪
♪ 'Cause she's this year's girl ♪
♪ Those disco synthesizers ♪
♪ Those daily tranquilizers ♪
♪ Those body-building prizes ♪
♪ Those bedroom alibis ♪
♪ All this ♪
♪ But no surprises ♪
♪ For this year's girl ♪
♪ All this ♪
♪ But no surprises ♪
♪ For this year's girl ♪
♪ Hey! ♪
♪ Ahh-ee-ahh ♪
Larry Brown (as The Wolf): No place to run to. No place to hide.
If the backers knew we were still fuckin' around with this...
- We're supposed to be picture-locked. - OK, so unlock it.
Girl, she can't help you now.
OK, pause here. When he says that line,
I want to be on Lori, not on Larry Brown.
Yeah, but what he's saying is important, and Larry's so fuckin' good in this thing,
it's like you just want to watch him.
I know, he's great,
but the scene's not about the Wolf.
What's important is how that line lands on Little Red,
and I want to be on her,
I want to see how her reaction builds.
All right.
OK. Also, this is tiny,
but you stay in the master too long.
I just need it to establish the location,
and I want to jump right into the medium close-ups
as soon as they say their first lines.
You want the close-ups dirty or you want 'em clean?
I want them dirty.
I want it dirty when we're on Lori,
because I want to feel the Wolf's presence, right?
Because... that's what she's feeling.
OK.
OK, so let me play around with this for a little bit,
- and we'll see what we can do. - OK.
( rewinding tape )
So why don't you go for a walk or somethin'?
- Why, how long is it gonna take? - I don't know.
I know that if you're here, you're just gonna keep givin' me notes.
Yeah, you're right.
OK.
( telephone rings )
- ...couldn't find my-- - She can't help you now, girl.
- Hey. - Yeah?
They're good notes.
We damn near lost the girl.
But you didn't, so it was a good day.
Well, I don't think of it like that.
It's what we do.
At least you help people.
I guess I've been a little fucked up since... Danny died.
Just thinking about what this world I walk through every day does to people.
Danny was a good street cop.
How the hell did he end up swallowing his own gun?
The city ruined him.
I don't want that to happen to me.
- ( music playing ) - ( crowd hooting )
Emcee: And now, please welcome the sensational star
of Boys in the Sand,
Tod Lang!
- ( all cheering ) - Whoo!
- Man 1: God damn! - Man 2: Come on!
Man 3: Yeah, Daddy!
Man 3: I got to see that body, baby!
Man 3: Now take it off!
- Man 2: Abracadabra! - Whoo!
( music, cheering continue )
( wolf whistle )
Whoo!
Yeah!
Ashley: Hey.
Here, read this.
We can help you. Hey!
Maybe you oughta give it a rest for tonight.
Or try another part of the stroll,
this spot's played out.
- Where are your pamphlets? - I put 'em away.
- I gotta work. - What do you mean?
- Work. I gotta earn. - Hooker: Not interested.
- You can put it in your purse. - I said no.
Baby, Larry's not on me like he was,
but I still need to help with the rent.
Hey, honey.
Here you go. Read it.
Girl, get this shit out my face.
We don't want to see your kind around here.
I get it. Not everybody wants to be helped.
- It's not gonna stop me. - Hey, listen to me. Listen to me.
You need to be more careful about how you act out here.
I'm sayin'...
you should be more quiet about it.
Some of these pimps might get the wrong idea,
and it's the girls who are gonna get cut.
All right.
All right, OK.
OK.
Look, I gotta go.
Where?
To work.
I loved watching you at the Gaiety.
You had moves.
That's just rhythm. I was never good enough to dance on Broadway.
- You made money tonight, right? - Yeah, I did OK.
Between that and the in-calls, I get by.
Oh, you still hustlin'?
Sure. There's plenty of wealthy old queens and closeted businessmen
who want to spend a few hours with me.
Why wouldn't they? You're hot.
You're a star.
( sighs ) Stars are rich.
I was paid hundreds for my best-known picture,
and I have not seen a penny from it since.
I'm always looking for my next gig.
But you made it big, man.
Did you ever think...?
I thought I would be an actor in movies and plays.
Instead, all people talk about is the length of my cock.
- And its girth. - ( laughs )
Once you kiss another man onscreen, you're in a box.
Forever.
Yeah, but think about what it's like for...
Rock Hudson and all those guys.
Baby, they have to pretend.
They're the ones in a box.
You're free.
You should enjoy it.
Have fun.
OK?
That's what this is all about?
Fun?
Yes.
Matty the Horse: Rudy, they were after your earner.
I would never hit a made guy.
Those idiot fucks didn't even know you were in the car.
I thought we put all this nonsense behind us.
- You wanna tell me who they were? - I'll take care of it, Rudy.
All right? I promise, I'll take care of it.
Wait, wait, wait.
Listen. As a gesture of good faith,
I got this thing goin' on, I might want to bring you in.
You heard of this Lori Madison, right?
She's a blonde. She stars in these fuck films, OK?
So, we're doing this picture, I think it's called "Red Hot."
And she's like the girl next door.
Except this girl next door,
she could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.
- ( laughs ) - Matty,
I have money in that picture, too.
- You're shittin' me. - I own 25%!
You want to cut me in on something I already got a piece of?
- Come on. - No, no, not the picture.
The actress.
We're trying to sign her to a multi-kind-of movie deal.
You want me to be your partner?
Sure, why not?
Oh, on another note.
That P.R. whatever-the-fuck-he-was
that used to drive you around?
He's out on the street putting out feelers for a new job.
Carlos, yeah.
I had to let him go on account of he's a lush.
Is somebody lookin' to take him in?
A Spanish?
I mean, you and Martino, you two guys are democratic.
Me, I don't hire spics or jigs,
and I certainly ain't gonna hire a drunk.
- They got loose lips. - Good to know.
Matty: I'll see ya later.
Doing some publicity for the movie here in New York,
but I find that I'm spending more and more time in L.A.
- Mm-hmm. - You should think about planting your flag there, too.
Nah, this is home. I like it here.
Depends on what you want, I guess.
Well, I want my picture to do well.
If it does, I could direct more movies.
That's what I want, I want to make more movies,
and I want to keep pushin' the boundaries, ya know?
There's already a buzz about "Red Hot."
People have been talkin' about it in meetings I've had,
so you better be ready.
How did you handle it when it happened for you?
It was not a question of handlin' it.
Honey... I wanted it.
I dreamed of being someone special since I was a kid.
So, when porn started blowing up,
I saw an open door.
I knew I'd be good.
Not intimidated by the camera.
( laughs ) My body's made for this.
Mm-hmm.
Candy...
"Red Hot,"
it is going to elevate you in our world.
Your life's going to change.
You should embrace that.
( music playing on stereo )
What?
You realize that book is upside down, don't you?
I see.
On account of it might as well be
because none of this shit's getting through my thick skull?
You've been staring at the same page for about 15 minutes.
( sighs ) I don't know.
Why don't you give me the Cliff Notes version, then.
All modern Western philosophy
is merely a footnote to this man's work.
Well, I beg to differ...
but at least I don't gotta read the rest of this shit.
Sorry, Ab, I tried, but...
Kant?
Gave that one to you on a platter.
You don't have to do that for me, Vince.
You want to know the truth?
I couldn't get through that book either.
Yeah, well...
difference is, you wanted to.
I could give two shits.
Gotta get to the club.
She's worth this?
Kiki: Come on.
Lori Madison is the next adult film superstar.
You can put your money on it.
Oh, we are. But this?
You're getting her acting services
for three feature films,
plus a first option on others, if you so choose.
I think it's more than fair.
And what's your cut?
None of your fucking business.
( laughing )
Correct me if I'm wrong, but this Madison broad
is only gonna be in demand
if the "Red Riding Hood" picture takes off.
So... what are we doing about that?
Putting Hodas and Harvey Wasserman on it.
They'll run the distribution and the marketing.
And now that the picture's done,
we'll take it out of the hands of the director.
- She made a good movie, but... - Candy's smart.
That doesn't mean she knows the business end of it.
We control the distribution.
Us. Together.
- Agreed? - Agreed.
There's one more thing.
Lori's man is a problem.
You're talking about her pimp.
As long as he's in the picture, she can't succeed,
which means you lose, too.
We need to separate them. Permanently.
And what do you think that means to a man like me?
I'm asking you... to buy him out.
Now, I know you guys can handle that,
but it needs to be done right away.
I'm taking Lori to L.A., and it would be nice for her
if this was taken care of before we leave.
- There is a cheaper way. - No.
Do it clean. Please.
- Anything else? - Yeah. What does a girl have to do
to get another drink around here?
( laughs ) You just sit there and be you.
This is fun. Nobody has to get hurt,
just people fuckin' on film,
and we take it all the way to the bank.
Man: We're rolling-- Hold on.
- OK, frame. - Man 2: Action.
( lamb bleats )
( actress yelps )
Dogs is after me. You gotta hide me.
Papa says runaways should be shot.
Your papa ain't here, girl.
He's in the corral, stump-breakin' a mule.
I "cain't" hide you.
If he finds out, he'll beat me.
I'll be quiet. He won't know I'm here.
Unless you tell him.
You ain't gonna tell him, is ya?
You come any closer, I'll scream.
If you don't come any closer, I'll scream.
I's "gwanna" make you scream, farm girl!
What's "gwanna"? What's that bullshit, "gwanna"?
Cut! Say what's scripted, Larry.
I know what's scripted. That's some coon-ass shit, is what it is.
It's the Civil War-era South. That's how they talked back then.
- "They"? - Don't be so sensitive. You know what I mean.
Damn sure do.
So, here's how it's gonna go:
My line is, "I'm going to make you scream."
And speaking of lines,
I notice that when they write my lines,
they drop the G's off the words.
They don't do that with the Caucasian actors.
So, here on out,
they write my lines like you write their lines.
Yeah? I'll be the one who decide if I drop the G's off my words or not.
- OK. OK. - ( lamb bleats )
Let's roll it.
- Rick? - What?!
Can I say "can't" instead of "cain't"?
( incredulous laugh )
( guffaws ) Oh, God.
Obstruction of exits, rodent infestation,
congested storage facility, rodent feces.
We cite the hell out of them for everything,
try to wear them down.
Here. Read this.
It's a different tack.
You're going directly to the landlords with your summons.
There're, what, nine, ten violations here?
What I don't get is, three mortgage holders are listed.
Only one legitimate bank.
- Shell companies. - Shell companies.
The property owners incorporate,
and they have their lawyers sign the papers of incorporation.
Not to cast aspersion on your people,
but I didn't expect to see so many Jewish names.
Sol Gellman, Jerome Stein, Benjamin Horowitz.
There are a few Presbyterians on there, too.
Excuse me, Gene.
But yeah, a lot of Jews control the real estate.
Thanks.
That's Doctor Jerome Stein,
a back surgeon with a practice at Fifty-Fifth and Park.
If I can expose the property owners
and bring them into court,
then maybe I can get them out.
( sighs ) To what end?
Replace sex-oriented businesses with legitimate storefronts.
That will increase the speculative value of the real estate.
It's how you clean things up.
But it won't happen overnight.
You wanna hear more?
I'm listening.
So you gentlemen are saying $20,000 for Lori.
We're sayin' 15.
And you'd be renting her for a few movies.
We're buying her.
Think of it as us taking over her contract.
Yeah? Well, I'd say your offer's a little light.
Matty: Hey, let's cut the bullshit here, all right?
You ain't seen that kind of pocket cash in your life.
Get a paint job for your Caddy. Cover up that Bondo.
I need to think on it.
Let me be clear.
We're not here to negotiate.
- Twenty thousand. - Fifteen.
Now let's go in my car and make the deal.
Go on. I'll be there in a minute.
When I'm done with my shine.
You are looking for a job.
Yeah, but all these openings are talkin' about a résumé.
I don't have one.
Sayin', I never had a job before.
Not one you go to.
For real?
Never had to.
I live with my father and sisters.
But now I'm thinking about movin' out
and gettin' my own place.
Gonna need steady money.
Well, that's not how you get a job anyway.
You turn in an application, it goes onto a pile.
Now, in my experience, you get work by knowing someone.
Connections.
You have style, girl. You know how to dress.
Thank you.
I'm just thinking, is all.
My sister Nadine has a used clothing store in Brooklyn.
Old sport jackets, dresses.
It's a thing now with the punk rock kids.
- They are buying it all up. - So?
It's possible she could use some help.
I could ask her.
Well, that's nice of you.
Ah, you see? I'm not a bad guy.
I knew that. But--
I know, Donna. You have a man.
Things could change.
Life is long, Renton.
Or at least it seems that way to me.
You are telling me to have patience.
Believe me... I do.
( sniffs )
( music, chatter )
Another Hennessy.
The X.O. tonight. I'm flush.
Lori. Another rum and Coke?
Give her the high call, too.
Captain Morgan's or whatever. We celebratin'.
- I asked Lori. - That's fine. Anything.
Got yourself straight in the bathroom, huh?
I'm cool.
Oh. I know you are.
- Headed for big things. - ( slaps knee )
Well... I'm good, too.
Just so you know.
I'm feelin' a little nostalgic and all...
seeing as how you're about to embark on your big adventure without me.
That's why I got something special planned for us.
A little going-away present just for you.
- I don't want any gifts, C.C. - Oh, no. ( laughs )
No, I ain't get you nothin' from a store.
But you gonna remember it.
Everything all right?
Mind your own.
Got us a room... just like the old days.
Gonna take a trip down memory lane.
I'm gonna fuck you
like you never been fucked tonight.
I'm gonna fuck you like you never will be fucked again.
Trying to leave C.C. behind?
Don't you know you always gonna be mine?
You all right?
You never did answer the bartender.
- I'm fine. - Good.
Drink up, girl.
We're gonna finish this evening right.
( siren wails in distance )
( chatter )
Ya got a light?
Sure.
I'm a friend of Dorothy's. You know her?
I haven't heard that one in a while.
Do I sound like a tourist?
In a way I am.
I'm in town for a fiction symposium at N.Y.U.
Staying at the Algonquin.
Of course you are.
The Gonk.
I'm a writer.
Not anyone you would've heard of.
I've published a couple of short stories in small rags.
Yes.
What?
Yes.
No kissing.
That's the rule, right?
I didn't say you could look at me.
Get on all fours.
- Oh, C.C.-- - Girl, do it.
( Lori grunts )
I'm gonna fuck you like an animal now.
C.C., wait. Please--
Damn. You dry as a nun, girl.
Don't worry. I'm gonna loosen you up.
( Lori groans )
Do you have to go?
I need to get home.
Was everything OK?
It was nice.
When you say "home"...
To my family.
( chuckles )
You know, when I first saw you,
I never figured you for a breeder.
I'm an unreliable narrator.
Isn't that what you literary types call it?
Actually, you're in disguise.
Personally, I could never lead two lives.
I mean, we don't have to anymore, right?
"We"?
We're gay.
Homosexual.
I'm sexual.
I'm a husband and a father.
And I like to be with men.
Don't try to make me into one thing.
I didn't mean to offend you.
You didn't.
Not at all.
Yeah, there's this movie called "Jee-Got."
Gleason plays this mute in Paris, France, like,
you know, one of those clowns that don't talk, he's like a bum.
Who wants a movie with Jackie Gleason not sayin' nothin'?
I like the characters on his show,
Reginald Van Gleason, or Freddie the Freeloader.
- Know what I mean? - I don't mean to eavesdrop,
but Freddie the Freeloader was a Red Skelton character,
and the film you're talking about is "Gigot."
- "Gigot." - I mispronounced.
To tell the truth, I turned it off after 15 minutes.
Too much pathos for you?
Yeah, if "pathos" means "boring."
Is, uh, my brother bothering you over here?
You two are related?
I never would have guessed.
Uh... I'll be back.
( clears throat )
So, uh...
film fan?
I'm Victoria.
Frankie Martino.
So, have you ever been to Paris, Frankie?
No, I was stationed in Germany for my whole tour there.
Didn't see any action.
Oh, I bet you saw some action.
Yeah, well, the colored guys, they cleaned up.
I did all right. In fact...
I did marry a German girl for a hot minute.
Really? What happened?
Went kaput.
So, I couldn't help but notice, uh...
you can't keep your eyes off me.
Well, you're quite handsome.
And your hair, it's-- it's very current.
Been goin' to the same barber since I was a kid.
Guess it caught up.
So listen, Victoria...
it's kinda loud in here.
Maybe we could go somewhere a little more quiet.
Thank you, but...
I have to go.
My husband waits up for me.
But...
if you'd like to come and visit...
I'm free after 9:00 a.m.
Just give the doorman your name,
tell him you're a friend,
and he will let you up.
Riverside Drive. Nice.
Yeah. It's very nice.
Call me.
I hope to see you soon.
What happened to your friend?
Boom!
You already got the number? Get the fuck outta here.
I don't believe it.
Believe it, brother.
Big movie star.
Thirty.
Ten for the room.
Trick-ass bitch.
- Victoria: Send him up. - Very well.
- Thank you, Thomas. - Of course.
You can go up.
Thank you, Tommy.
Victoria: Don't stop.
Oh, God. You're so thick.
- Like that? - Yes!
Oh, God. Oh! I'm gonna come.
- OK. - I'm coming.
- Yes! - At your service.
Ohh! Ohh!
Oh, God!
Here you go, miss.
Kiki: Thank you. There are four in the back.
Be careful of the Yves Saint Laurent.
- Cabbie: You got it. - Thank you very much.
Come on, we're already late.
Can you put them on the cart for me?
- Of course. - Thank you.
He's not here, Lori. He's out of your life. Come on.
Come on, the gate's gonna close, babe.
( jet flying overhead )
- Woman: Thank you so much. - Doorman: Here you go, miss.
Frankie: All those people-- where they goin'?
Victoria: To work, probably, or to a meeting somewhere.
Don't you have a job?
Yeah, I work. At my own pace.
Never catch me goose-steppin' down the sidewalk like that.
I don't have the kind of job I can't leave if I don't like it.
I don't gotta wait around to collect a pension.
No pressure.
So, what's going to happen to you when you get old?
Frankie Martino, old?
I can't picture it.
Well, I have to tidy up before my husband gets back.
You'd better go.
See ya.
You want somethin'? Coffee?
I don't want anything.
Well, sit there and listen, then.
And stop being such a stubborn bitch.
Y'all are pissed off at me, too.
You're making the wrong people angry.
What's your point?
The truce we made over at the apartments,
that was something.
Considering the type of people we're dealing with here,
I'd say it was a lot.
But you can't push it any further with those guys.
Why not? I'm not trying to put the pimps out of business.
If a few of their girls want out, why wouldn't they let them out?
- There are plenty more where they came from. - ( Abby groans )
You know as well as I do, it's not about losing one girl and replacing her with another.
It's about control and power. When it comes down to it,
these assholes don't like to be disrespected.
Well, fuck what they don't like.
"Fuck what they don't like"?
We don't operate with that kind of careless disregard--
Well, maybe you should.
Maybe you would change a few lives.
Listen to me.
My kind of activism is helping the women on a broader level,
and it's not putting anyone in danger.
( sighs )
I got big love for you, Dave, but you can't do what I do.
And I don't have the patience to wait around for politicians to make new laws.
That takes years, if it happens at all.
I can help these girls today.
You're not helping.
You're negatively impacting my work.
( scoffs )
I can't be aligned with you anymore.
What are you doing?
I'm out.
What?!
( sighs )
( door opens, closes )
I know what I'm doin'.
I love you, girl.
Julito: So what you got left?
That trick with the gap in her teeth?
- C.C.: Melissa earns. - Mm-hmm. One girl.
Might as well marry the bitch and retire.
I could retire. Them Italians give me 50 for the rights to Lori.
- Fifty mothafuckin' dollars, huh? - Don't be funny.
I could take a trip right the fuck now if I wanted to.
- Yeah. - Go back to the motherland, maybe.
Shit. Now you one of them Back-to-Africa mothafuckers.
Nah, this here's my home, and I like to work.
Mm-hmm.
Gonna find me some new bitches and run 'em.
That's what the fuck I do.
Don't make no sense to recruit if all's they do is run away.
Chocolate didn't just run away.
She got pushed.
That's why I asked you gentlemen to join me here tonight.
We have a situation we need to address.
That West Virginia ho of yours came back to New York
acting like Gloria Steinem and shit.
She instigatin' all kinds of shit.
Her and Larry Brown's bitch, the Puerto Rican.
We can't be having that.
Yeah, well, you can't touch Loretta.
She ain't yours.
- Your ex-bitch, then. - Girl's got fire.
We need to send a message.
Can't nobody misdirect our women.
You know what?
You need to be smart, Julito.
Street bitches disappear every day,
ain't nobody give a fuck, for real.
But Ashley, she's a civilian.
She gets found dead,
you gonna bring down heat on all of us.
That means we lose money.
Don't make me no difference.
I'll kill the bitch.
You ain't killin' no-goddamn-body.
You can't even tie your shoes.
Man, mothafuck you.
We got to do somethin'.
I say no.
Candy: Marty, I don't want Little Red handcuffed to the bedposts.
Hodas: Some of your ideas are good.
I'll have my artist take another crack at the poster.
Don't forget to make my Wolf black.
( sighs ) Look...
I got nothing against the shvoogies, Candy,
but our partners are never gonna go for it.
I had an incident with them recently.
They were very emotional.
I, uh...
I don't want to go there again.
Anything else on your mind?
How are the bookings going?
We're about to strike prints.
Word of mouth is strong.
I'm gonna get you into some of the best skin houses in the country.
You're in good hands.
Now, I have a question for you, if you don't mind.
No, go ahead.
Lori Madison.
I'm guessing she's, what, like, a B cup?
I'd like to enhance her a bit for the poster.
Make her a D.
You know, big boobs sell tickets.
Any objection to that?
( dog whimpering )
You gonna go out there and get it?
- Yes, Daddy. - Yeah?
- Mm-hmm. - Me, too.
Always hustlin'.
About to track down Lori's royalties on that movie.
( dog barking )
Yo, I put that dog in the bathroom, Melissa. Get rid of it.
You mean...?
I ain't cold like that. Come on.
Sell it or some shit.
Yeah, OK.
It was Lori's anyway.
Ya know... I don't even miss her.
You cannot go out with a loose button like this.
You want me to sew it up, tighten it up a little?
Later. When I come home tonight.
Then I'm gonna take care of you
the way only C.C. know how to do.
You my bottom, Melissa, you know this.
I know it, C.C.
( dog barking )
( door opens, closes )
Dili...
Di-- Di-lau--
Shay: Dilaudid.
Whatever it's called, it's some good shit.
( sniffs ) Better than morphine.
Yeah.
Can you get some more?
Next time they have one of those free clinics, I guess.
That's where you scored?
The pharmacist that they had.
Told him I had back pain, it wouldn't go away.
We should pay that doctor a visit.
He's got a store on the West Side.
Like a drug store?
- Uh-huh. - Yeah?
Cool.
Yeah, I was gonna stop by and see my folks.
- It's been a while. - Cool.
Vincent. I'm looking to get up with your brother.
- You making book now, too? - No, not me.
It's about the movie he produced. The one Candy directed.
- Yeah? - I want to speak to Frankie about Lori's cut.
- You don't know where I can find him, do you? - I don't.
I heard he married that dancer. She's got her own place, right?
- Yeah, they broke up. - OK.
Where does Frankie hang his hat these days?
You got me.
Wherever the wind takes him, I guess.
You know, he's tight with your redneck brother-in-law.
Maybe I'll ask Dwyer. Though I don't think he likes me much.
Imagine that.
( C.C. chuckles )
You have a good day, young lady.
- How ya doin'? - Hi.
I was wondering, uh...
is this good for your back?
My mother. Chronical pain.
Oh. It should help.
Watch her dosage. Too much can be rough on the stomach.
How about something stronger, like, uh, Dilaudid?
You mean hydromorphone.
Dilaudid is a brand name for hydromorphone.
And, yes, that can be an effective pain reliever.
But you'd need a prescription.
Yeah, I know that.
But you got it here, right? You carry it?
You'd need a prescription.
OK, Doc, uh...
Thanks for the information.
Eat your sandwich, too, not just the onion dip.
- But it's good. - I know.
Ahem. So, I'm gonna be out of town next month.
Like a business trip?
Yep.
Yeah, I'm gonna be promoting the film I made,
the one I directed.
It's called "Red Hot."
It's, um, it's "Little Red Riding Hood"...
an updated version.
But this is a fairy tale for grownups.
Mom, you don't have to use little kid words.
You mean it's for adults, right?
It's rated "R"?
That means I can see it, if you go with me.
No. This one's not appropriate for a guy your age.
Maybe you could see it someday.
Like the 12th of Never.
Anyway...
just wanted to let you know why I'll be out of town.
I'm gonna be sellin' my movie.
So, if it's not an "R"--
Well, I didn't say that.
Then it's an "X"?
Actually, it doesn't have a rating yet, Adam.
When I get back and I can relax a little,
how about you and me go on a vacation?
For real, like go to the Jersey Shore or something.
Would you like that?
Could Nana come, too?
Yeah, if she wants to.
Thanks, Adam,
but, um...
I gotta stay home and take care of your grandfather.
If I don't cook dinner, he don't eat.
Well, where would we go, exactly?
I don't know. I been hearing about this place called Margate.
I never stayed at the beach before.
Yeah, neither have I.
Larry: If they want me to be in their movie,
they have to listen.
I model my shit
off of Woody Strode.
That man had dignity.
Waitress: One tuna on wheat toast with fries,
and a cheeseburger platter with onion rings.
Cook: Tuna, wheat, fries, CB and rings. Got it.
Long time, Barbie.
Yeah, I been upstate.
Leon: You look hungry.
Barely afford a cup of coffee, Leon.
Girl, don't worry.
I got you.
And your brother?
Where's he?
- Vincent: In the wind. - ( laughs )
What you got?
Oh! Provolone, nice.
That's from Manganaro's?
Where else?
What, they only sold you part of the loaf of this bread?
I tore the heel off, I ate it on the walk home.
Aww. 'Course you did, you buttagots.
You had to have a chew on the heel, huh?
( laughing )
Just like when you were little, right?
Look, Pop...
I'm havin', you know, a-- a hard time.
You don't look it.
I see the clothes, the jewelry.
You're raking it in, Vinnie.
I was hopin' to get some advice. About women.
You think I know about women?
Give me one of those.
- What is it? - Abby.
Yeah.
Well...
she's a smart girl.
She's very pretty.
I love her. But she don't want what I want.
Which is what?
A regular home. Family, maybe.
Well, Vinnie, you have a family.
( sighs )
You seen your kids lately?
No.
Hey, you wanted everything.
A woman at home, pussy on the side.
Like most men.
'Cept most men don't leave.
Me and Andrea, we're not compatible.
What the fuck does compatible got to do with it?
Compatible. What?
Vinnie, you can't control your urges.
You never have.
What do you think, you think you're alone?
Hey.
You know...
I'm no true blue.
You know that, right?
Yeah, fuck.
When I was a teenager, I saw you in this bar
on Fourth Avenue one night with Mrs. DiPieri.
Saw the way her eyes were shining when she was lookin' at you.
I knew what that look meant.
Well, Sherry DiPieri wasn't the only one,
that's not even what I'm trying--
Pop, I don't need to hear about all this.
Hey, you asked my advice. I'm trying to level with you.
Do you wanna talk?
I had others. Yeah, I had others.
Some nice women, you know, we had some laughs.
Compared to the mother of my children, Vinnie--
puttanas.
I did what I did to make myself feel like a man.
And I'd come home.
I came home.
I had you boys, I had your sister to take care of.
But, Vinnie...
I never considered leavin'.
Not once.
So you're sayin' I fucked up.
It's never too late to make amends...
that's all.
Hey. Let's take this in to your mother, hmm?
You know, you called, she started cookin'.
It's all right. You explain to her
why you bought her only half a loaf of that bread.
All right? Buttagots!
( music, chatter )
Barbara.
I ain't know you was out.
How would you know?
You never answered my letters, Larry.
Not one.
You never visited me.
Not once.
What good would that have done?
Hmm?
If I thought you was weak,
I would've come by.
But I knew you didn't need me.
You was always strong.
So you threw me away 'cause I could carry it?
There wasn't a day that went by I didn't think about you.
Bullshit!
What you got on you, Larry?
I know you always carry a roll.
Give it here.
( chuckles )
All of it.
Waitress: Meatloaf platter with corn. Burger, hold the cheese.
Extra crispy on fries.
Cook: Special with corn. Hamburger, extra crispy.
On it.
Melissa still out there?
She's with C.C. now.
You want to know where she stay at?
No.
I don't want her to see me like this.
Just tell her I was asking after her.
Why she asking about Melissa?
They were lovers, Larry.
While she was with me?
( scoffs )
C.C.: Just the man I want to see.
No pimps in here. You know the rules.
Does that include you?
'Cause you retail pussy, same as me.
I mean, you the squarest pimp I ever did see, but...
( laughs ) a pimp is what you are.
Watch it.
A few moments of your time, Frankie.
You and I have business to discuss.
All right. In the back.
( jazz music playing )
- Who's workin'? - 'Sides me? Marilys and Elise.
The three of you, take a break. Go get some lunch or somethin'.
I don't want the girls seein' that piece of shit in the parlor,
or me breakin' my own rules.
Stay out here. Tell the customers we're temporarily closed.
You got it, boss.
It's kinda shabby in here.
- This your idea of an office? - Serves its purpose.
That's a nice uniform you got on.
Shouldn't you have your name embroidered across your chest?
Say what you came here for.
( lighter clicking )
Lori Madison and me, we ended our business arrangement.
But I still own a piece of her previous work, in perpetuity.
What you producers call my points.
I'm talking specifically about your movie, "Red Hot."
Yeah, well, the movie hasn't been released yet,
so there's no profits or, uh,
what do you call that, back end?
Not till we get the receipts, and that could be months away.
Yeah. I realize that.
I came here for an advance.
On, you know, my future earnings.
We don't have it.
You have it.
Your Irish brother-in-law here, and all you Italians,
you printin' money in these parlors.
You heard him. He said he doesn't have it.
I'll take 10,000. Today.
- ( laughs ) - You'll take it out on the fuckin' arches.
And stop it with the lighter. It's bothering me.
( continues clicking )
( clicking )
( sighs )
I'm not gonna tell ya again.
I'm not listenin' to that, or any more of your bullshit.
No.
You'll listen.
And you'll like it.
( clicking continues )
You fuckin' many bitches in here, Bobby?
( clicking )
Your wife know?
Maybe I should just let her in on your little secret.
Or y'all could pay me.
Right now. Today.
Fuck you.
Yeah, I seen your wife at the Hi-Hat.
Yeah.
She's got some nice, round titties on her, boy.
You know? Whoo!
I wouldn't mind hittin' that ass myself.
C.C.: Oh!
Shit!
( clatter )
( Bobby grunts )
Fa-- Frankie!
Frankie!
Black Frankie: Damn.
Y'all murdered the shit out that mothafucka.
( Bobby, Frankie panting )
Get a tarp.
What happened?
He talked too much.
( music playing )
♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
VINCENT MARTINO: Feels like something's turned.
I always thought of us as being good people.
But you can never be sure.
Red Hot is a hit.
It' gonna make me a name.
When did you get a straight job?
I'm going to do this community theater somehow.
I'm gonna do this with you. You're gonna need money.
HARVEY WASSERMAN: You sold Red Hot to
two different mafia families?
You don't get it. These guys like to cheat other people.
(GUNSHOT POPS)
What happens when it's my turn? Or yours?
ABIGAIL PARKER: There's no fixing this world, is there?
We can be better. Right?
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪