PREVIOUSLY ON "MAGIC CITY"..,
I'M LOSING MY MIND HERE. MARIA'S--
I'VE GOT HALF OF HAVANA WORKING ON IT.
WE'LL GET HER OUT. I HOPE.
OTHERWISE, I'M GONNA HAVE TO FIND SOMEBODY WHO CAN.
SWEETIE, IF I DIDN'T KNOW ANY BETTER,
I WOULD THINK YOU WERE FUCKING THE GARDENER.
(moans)
YOU GOT SOMETHING THAT YOU WANNA TELL ME?
I'M--I'M SORRY, I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT...
SOME YUTZ HAS BEEN HITTIN' SUITES
FROM THE FUCKING BALCONIES.
BEN DIAMOND IS BACK IN MIAMI, PLAYING CARDS AT THE MIRAMAR.
WE WANT BEN DIAMOND, WE GO THROUGH THE MIRAMAR LOBBY.
100 GRAND?
WORK THAT EVANS CHARM ON THOSE SHIT-KICKERS.
I WILL NEVER LEND MY NAME TO YOUR CASINO GAMBLING.
I KNOW THAT YOU DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH MIKE. (cocks)
YOU LOVED HIM. I KNOW WHY HE LOVED YOU.
(motor whirring)
**
Captioned by Closed Captioning Services, Inc.
(seagulls calling, waves crashing)
(man) A LAWYER WHO GETS OUT FROM BEHIND HIS DESK
AND GRABS A SIGN AND STANDS SHOULDER-TO-SHOULDER
WITH THE RANK AND FILE?
MIKE STRAUSS.
AND HOW ABOUT A UNION LAWYER WHO DOESN'T TAKE THE PAYOFF?
CAN YOU PICTURE THAT?
A LAWYER WHO DOESN'T HAVE HIS HAND OUT,
WILL NOT SELL OUT HIS BROTHERS.
THAT WAS MIKE STRAUSS.
MIKE WAS A GOOD MAN,
A REAL GOOD MAN IN A HARD WORLD.
MIKE WAS... HE WAS FAMILY.
HE WILL BE MISSED.
MY BOY... (clears throat)
MY BOY MIKE HAD A HARD HEAD.
STUBBORN AS HELL.
MIKEY NEVER GAVE UP. (door opens)
(murmuring)
(man) FLORIDA STATE'S ATTORNEY.
(door closes) WE ARE REMANDING THE BODY OF MICHAEL ALLAN STRAUSS
TO THE DADE COUNTY CORONER AS MATERIAL EVIDENCE
IN AN ONGOING CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION.
NO. (mourners gasp)
NO. MY SON...
LEAVE HIM ALONE! IKE!
STEVIE, GET AL.
HEY. WE ARE BURYING HIM TODAY.
NO, HE'S RETURNING TO THE DADE COUNTY CORONER TODAY
FOR FURTHER AUTOPSY TODAY. YOU DID AN AUTOPSY.
IT'S OVER. YOU HAD HIS BODY FOR WEEKS.
NEW FORENSIC TESTS HAVE BEEN ORDERED.
HE'S GOT NO CASE. HE'S GOT NO SUSPECTS. NOTHING.
THIS IS ALL ABOUT ASS-SAVING. THIS IS ALL ABOUT JACK KLEIN.
NO, THIS IS ALL ABOUT THE LAW.
NOW IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME...
YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE. NO. FINALLY. LEAVE HIM TO ME.
YOU TELL KLEIN I'M COMING.
(scoffs) YOUR RIGHT AS A TAXPAYER.
YOU SHOULD LEAVE NOW.
COME ON.
(man) ALL THE WAY DOWN.
HEY!
YOU CAN'T STALL FOREVER!
THEY TEACH YOU THIS SHIT IN LAW SCHOOL?
GET RASKIN IN MY OFFICE.
UH-HUH.
(murmuring)
(man) GO AHEAD.
NOW KLEIN'S COMING AFTER DAD. YOU SEE THAT, RIGHT?
I SEE THE D.A. DOING HIS JOB, TRYING TO SOLVE A MURDER.
WHY WOULD THE FLORIDA STATE'S ATTORNEY COME AFTER DAD?
(lighter clicks) UH, FREE SINATRA TICKETS?
(clicking)
**
AND THAT'S THE LAW?
THAT IS THE LAW. (walnut cracks)
BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, HE IS THE LAW.
KLEIN IS THE FLORIDA STATE'S ATTORNEY, ISAAC.
HE'S A PRINCE OF THE COURT,
NOT SOME GRIFTER TRYING TO STEAL A HOTEL ASHTRAY.
HE JUST STOLE MIKE STRAUSS OUT OF FUCKING TEMPLE!
IT WAS WELL WITHIN THE D.A.'s RIGHTS.
HE HAS AN ONGOING INVESTIGATION. (crack)
SID, PUT DOWN THE FUCKING WALNUTS
AND GET MIKE BACK.
MAKE AN APPEAL, FILE A MOTION, SOME FUCKING THING!
MY HANDS ARE TIED HERE.
HE CAN KEEP MIKE ON ICE FOREVER.
IT'S KLEIN'S COURTHOUSE.
I'M GETTING MIKE BACK.
WELL, YOU BETTER START TUNNELING.
AND AS YOUR ATTORNEY, I DON'T WANNA HEAR ABOUT THAT.
I'M SORRY.
MIKE, OLAV HASHALOM, WAS A GOOD GUY.
HE DESERVES HIS FINAL REST.
GOOD LUCK.
(door opens)
(cap clatters)
(door closes)
I WANT YOU TO CALL THE KID AT THE "HERALD."
THE AD GUY? THE PHOTOGRAPHER?
THE WRITER.
HOW'S EVERYTHING, FOLKS? (woman speaks indistinctly)
HOW'S THE SOUP, JOE? ENJOY IT.
HOW ARE YOU? GOOD EVENING.
(indistinct conversations)
**
(speaking Spanish)
HEY.
(speaking Spanish)
BUT MARIA'S MY WIFE.
I CAN'T JUST SIT AROUND AND NOT DO ANYTHING.
BUT SHE'S OKAY?
SO FAR.
YES, FINE. SAFE W-WITH HER PARENTS.
BUT A LOT OF HER FRIENDS ARE DISAPPEARING INTO THE MORRO.
I WANT HER HOME.
(sighs)
DON'T WORRY. I'LL SET UP A MEETING
WITH THESE PEOPLE AT THE BARBERSHOP.
GRACIAS, BERTO.
NOW GET BACK TO WORK.
PLEASE. YOU HAVE THE BODY OF AN 11-YEAR-OLD GYMNAST.
A SEXY 11-YEAR-OLD GYMNAST.
THANK YOU, I GUESS.
7 BAM.
OH, NO GUESSING.
YOU ARE SO LUCKY YOU STILL HAVE YOUR REAL BODY.
(chuckles)
IKE'S GOT THREE BEAUTIFUL KIDS.
HE'S PROBABLY FINISHED WITH THE BABY TSURIS.
NO. WE WANT A FAMILY. OUR OWN FAMILY.
HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?
HAS WHAT BEEN? THAT YOU'VE BEEN TRYING?
RACHEL! WHAT?
OH, THAT'S OKAY.
WE'VE ONLY BEEN MARRIED FOUR YEARS.
ONLY? I POPPED OUT TWO BY THEN.
YOU'RE STILL IN THE SEX FOR FUN PHASE.
AS OPPOSED TO WHAT, SEX FOR MONEY?
DON'T KNOCK IT.
(whispers indistinctly) 3 FLOWERS.
OH, GREAT. THANKS, RAY-RAY.
LADIES, LUNCH IS ON ME.
ORDER WHATEVER YOUR STRETCH MARKS WILL ALLOW.
I'LL BE BACK IN A MINUTE.
GYPSY BITCH.
I'LL JUST HAVE AN ICED COFFEE.
**
(Florence) YES, I WILL.
ABSOLUTELY, MR. KAYE. FIRST THING.
MY PLEASURE.
YES, HE WILL BE THRILLED.
(laughs)
OY. DANNY KAYE WANTS IKE TO INSTALL A FULL CHINESE KITCHEN
WHEN HE PLAYS THE TRITON. MESHUGGENER.
GREAT. IS HE INSIDE?
MNH-MNH. MEETING DOWNTOWN.
(sighs) DAMN IT.
HE PROMISED HE'D TALK TO DAVE POWERS--
JACK KENNEDY'S GUY.
HE'S IN ATLANTIS RIGHT NOW.
(telephone rings) IT'S--IT'S UNBELIEVABLE.
SORRY, HON. ANYTHING I CAN DO?
(sighs) NO. NO, IT'S OKAY.
I'LL HANDLE IT. THANKS.
IKE EVANS' OFFICE, CAN I HELP YOU?
(indistinct conversations)
MR. POWERS?
VERA EVANS. IKE'S WIFE.
OF COURSE. MRS. EVANS.
IT'S A PLEASURE TO FINALLY MEET YOU, MA'AM.
I KNOW THAT YOU AND THE SENATOR
ARE GOOD FRIENDS OF THE MIRAMAR PLAYA.
AND, UM, I FINALLY WANTED TO, YOU KNOW, INTRODUCE MYSELF.
I WONDER, WOULD YOU HAVE A SECOND TO TALK?
UH, SURE. OF COURSE.
STEVIE, COULD I PLEASE HAVE A COFFEE?
ABSOLUTELY.
SO THE FAMILY'S UP IN PALM BEACH?
YEP. FOR A FEW WEEKS. LOVELY SPOT.
A BIT BORING, THOUGH.
BORING?
WELL, IT SEEMS THE SENATOR IS WITH US NEARLY EVERY WEEKEND.
WELL, IT IS A BEAUTIFUL SPOT YOU HAVE HERE, MRS. EVANS.
IKE AND THE SENATOR ARE FRIENDS,
AND OBVIOUSLY, WHENEVER MR. SINATRA IS HERE...
THANKS.
YES, MY HUSBAND HAS BUILT QUITE A PLAYGROUND.
SENATOR KENNEDY HAS ENJOYED SOME UNFORGETTABLE NIGHTS WITH US.
AH.
MRS. EVANS, IS THERE SOME WAY I CAN BE OF HELP?
SOMETHING-- SOME CHARITY I COULD BRING
TO SENATOR KENNEDY'S ATTENTION?
OH, THANK YOU,
BUT I WOULD NEVER WANT TO BE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE.
PLEASE. YOU AND IKE ARE FAMILY.
WELL, ACTUALLY, THERE IS SOMETHING.
MRS. KENNEDY, JACQUELINE,
HAS AGREED TO CO-HOST A B'NAI B'RITH LUNCHEON
WITH ME NEXT MONTH.
THE INVITATIONS WENT OUT WITH BOTH OF OUR NAMES,
AND, UM, A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO, SHE CANCELLED.
A SCHEDULE CONFLICT.
PRETTY EMBARRASSING, AS YOU CAN IMAGINE.
I'VE TRIED TO REACH HER SOCIAL SECRETARY...
MY PRIVATE NUMBER.
(clicks)
LET ME KNOW WHEN AND WHERE THE EVENT IS,
AND I WILL PERSONALLY DO MY BEST
TO SEE THAT MRS. KENNEDY ATTENDS.
REALLY? THAT WOULD BE WONDERFUL...
FOR OUR ORGANIZATION.
MRS. EVANS, YOU WOULD HAVE MADE A GREAT POLITICIAN'S WIFE.
OR POLITICIAN.
PLEASE GIVE YOUR HUSBAND MY BEST.
(exhales deeply)
(cup clatters) (sighs)
AS YOU KNOW, GOVERNOR,
THE BOYS & GIRLS CLUBS OF AMERICA
HAS SPECIAL MEANING FOR ME,
PRIMARILY BECAUSE-- IS IT "HAS" OR "HAVE"?
APRIL, YOU JUST CLEAN IT UP, OKAY?
WHAT? IKE EVANS IS DOWNSTAIRS.
HE'S HERE? NOW?
I PRACTICALLY SPILLED COFFEE ON HIM IN THE LOBBY.
HE'S ON HIS WAY UP WITH SOME YOUNG HOTSHOT LAWYER.
WELL, THIS SHOULD BE FUN.
YOU WANT ME TO CALL A TROOPER, OR...
PLEASE. I PUT "TRIGGER" MIKE COPPOLA
AND HALF THE PURPLE GANG IN PRISON.
YOU THINK I'M AFRAID OF A CRANKY HOTEL OWNER?
I WANT MIKE STRAUSS' BODY.
HAVE WE MET?
YOU KNOW THAT'S NOT GONNA WORK.
WHAT WON'T WORK?
KEEPING MIKE HERE.
IT'S NOT GONNA FORCE ANYBODY TO TALK.
IT'S NOT GONNA DO ANYTHING EXCEPT DESTROY A GOOD WOMAN
AND A 9-YEAR-OLD BOY.
HERE'S WHAT I SUGGEST YOU DO.
YOU TAKE YOUR ATTORNEY,
AND YOUR SUDDEN AND TOUCHING CONCERN FOR WIDOWS AND ORPHANS,
GO BACK TO THAT RIDICULOUS WEDDING CAKE YOU CALL A HOTEL,
AND PUT ON A SHOW OR SOMETHING.
LET THE GROWNUPS HANDLE THE REST.
HE'S NOT AN ATTORNEY.
HE'S THE CRIME WRITER FOR THE "HERALD."
BILL PATRICK.
WE'VE ACTUALLY MET.
I'D LOVE TO GET AN OFFICIAL REBUTTAL
TO MR. EVANS' ALLEGATIONS.
WELL, I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU KIDS TO IT.
MR. D.A., A PLEASURE.
BILL, BE SURE TO ASK THE JUNIOR CRIME FIGHTER HERE
WHAT MORE HE CAN WRING
OUT OF A TWICE-AUTOPSIED, 3-WEEK-OLD CORPSE.
AND ASK MR. EVANS ONE QUESTION
FOR THE PEOPLE OF THE STATE OF FLORIDA.
WHICH IS?
WHO HAD MOTIVE?
WHO BENEFITTED FROM MIKE STRAUSS' DEATH?
THAT'S TWO QUESTIONS.
(indistinct conversations)
VICTOR LAZARO.
(man speaking Spanish on radio)
(door locks)
(speaking Spanish)
(liquid pours)
BUENAS TARDES.
I'M TONY.
HI, TONY.
(speaks Spanish)
SALUD.
(clink) SALUD.
MARIA'S STILL IN CUBA.
THESE ARE BAD TIMES.
SI.
(speaks Spanish)
MY BOSS, MY FRIEND, IKE EVANS,
HAS BEEN TRYING TO GET HER OUT, BUT I NEED HELP.
PIERCE FULLER.
DOUBLE CHEK CORPORATION.
WE'RE AN INVESTMENT FIRM INTERESTED IN A FREE CUBA.
(speaks Spanish)
YOU WORK AT MIRAMAR PLAYA?
GENERAL MANAGER.
VIC, NO FAMILY SHOULD BE BROKEN UP LIKE THIS.
I CAN'T IMAGINE IT. YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER, RIGHT?
THAT'S RIGHT.
SO DO I.
THIS IS, UM... IT'S UNACCEPTABLE.
TELL ME, HAS MARIA APPLIED FOR AN EXIT PERMIT?
SHE FILLED OUT ONE LAST WEEK.
DOES SHE HAVE ANY SPECIAL TECHNICAL SKILLS
THE CUBAN GOVERNMENT WOULD VALUE?
SHE'S A HOUSEWIFE.
ANY TIES TO BATISTA OR HIS FAMILY?
NO.
YES.
HER FATHER CUT THE MAN'S HAIR.
HE WAS BATISTA'S PERSONAL BARBER?
ONLY LUIS FOR 30 YEARS.
CASTRO IS HOLDING ANYONE CLOSE TO BATISTA
UNDER "CRIMES AGAINST THE REVOLUTION."
IT'S, OKAY, VIC. MAYBE WE CAN HELP.
LET ME GET INTO THIS FOR YOU.
REALLY?
I CAN PAY. IF YOU NEED MONEY, I HAVE SOME...
ALBERTO HAS ALL YOUR INFORMATION, RIGHT?
YES, OF COURSE.
WE'RE GONNA NEED YOUR WIFE'S FAMILY'S ADDRESS
IN EL VEDADO, HUH?
TRANQUILO, AMIGO.
YOUR MARIA WILL BE HOME AND SAFE SOON.
YOU'LL SEE.
THAT'S IT? WE'RE DONE?
WE'RE DONE.
THANK YOU.
(laughs) IT'S A FAIRY TALE. SO WHAT?
IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE INCREDIBLE.
NO. "HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL" IS SUPPOSED TO BE INCREDIBLE.
"SLEEPING BEAUTY" ACTUALLY HAS THE WORD "SLEEPING" IN IT.
THAT'S NOT A GOOD SIGN.
WELL, I SAW THE POSTER, AND...
YOU KIND OF LOOK LIKE PRINCE CHARMING.
DON'T TRY TO BUTTER ME UP.
HOW MUCH LIKE PRINCE CHARMING?
SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP.
I'LL BE A SECOND, AND THEN WE CAN GO.
(locker door closes)
GREAT.
CHOICE BETWEEN A CARTOON AND A REAL MOVIE,
AND MY GIRL WANTS TO SEE THE CARTOON.
SO I'M YOUR GIRL?
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
NO.
EXPLAIN IT TO ME.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? MERCEDES!
(chuckles)
SORRY. I-I DIDN'T HEAR YOU. WHAT--
(gasps) PAPI.
WHAT THE HELL'S GOING ON?
I-- THIS BOY'S WATCHING YOU CHANGE?
"THIS BOY"? IT'S JUST DANNY.
VICTOR, CAN I PLEASE EXPLAIN?
NO. SHE EXPLAINS. YOU STAY QUIET.
(speaking Spanish) CALLATE.
WE WERE JUST GOING TO THE MOVIE, ALL RIGHT?
I WAS JUST TAKING OFF MY UNIFORM!
I THINK YOU SHOULD LEAVE US.
OKAY. YEAH. I'LL--
NO, DANNY--
MERCY, I'LL CALL YOU LATER.
PLEASE!
IT'S BETTER. IT'S FINE.
SEE YOU LATER, VICTOR.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(scoffs)
LISTEN.
I HAVE GOOD NEWS.
MERCEDES!
(seagulls calling)
(reel ratchets)
(Al whistles) NICE.
WHO TOOK CARE OF THAT THING?
THE FAGALA DID IT HIMSELF.
A MITZVAH.
AND THE OTHER THING?
THE WHORE. SHE'S GONE?
ANYTIME NOW.
NOT YOU TWO. NOBODY LOCAL.
IZZY SENT SOMEBODY FROM GOLDEN VALLEY.
I DON'T WANT SOME SLOPPY POLACK WITH A BAT.
NO. JIMMY SHOES.
YOU KNOW SHOES. HE'S THE BEST.
WE'RE GOOD.
YEAH, SO, UH, GOOD LUCK ON THEM SNAPPERS.
HEY, DANDY, COME HERE.
MY SHRIMP STRIKES OUT,
I'M GONNA PUT A HOOK THROUGH YOUR BELLY
AND SEE WHAT YOU CATCH ME.
(chuckling)
OKAY. FINE. GO.
WELL...
YOUR INDEX FINGER'S LONGER THAN NORMAL.
MEANS I'M HUNG?
NICE.
IT MEANS YOU'RE A LEADER.
I DO LIKE TO BE ON TOP.
MM.
YOU ARE ARTISTIC,
BUT RECKLESS AND WILD.
YOU CAN TELL ALL THAT FROM MY FINGER?
NO.
THAT'S JUST WHAT I KNOW.
WHAT? (mutters)
YOUR FATE LINE.
YOU GOING ON VACATION?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, STEVIE? HMM?
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
NOTHING.
OH, NOW, THAT'S A LIE.
DON'T YOU HAVE A CLIENT COMING IN AT 6:00?
I'LL LET MYRNNA HAVE HIM.
I FEEL A... COLD COMING ON.
SEE?
(whispers) I'M FEVERISH.
YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS, RIGHT?
WHAT IT WOULD BE?
(scoffs) ARE YOU GONNA WORRY IT TO DEATH, STEVIE?
OR ARE YOU FINALLY GONNA FUCK ME?
CUDA.
I'M TAKING MISS SILVER TO SEE THE DOCTOR.
CALL MYRNNA. TELL HER TAKE JUDY'S 6:00, HUH?
FEEL BETTER, JUDE.
OH, I WILL.
(indistinct conversations)
(knocks on door)
IG.
MR. IKE.
GOOD TO SEE YOU. BEL?
BACK HERE. (telephone rings)
(male announcer speaking indistinctly on radio)
NO, I'M NOT GONNA FUCKIN' DESCRIBE THE...
JESUS, OKAY.
TWO SPICS IN HELMETS THROW A FUCKING ROCK AT EACH OTHER
AND YOU BET ON WHO CATCHES IT.
(lowered voice) HICKS.
(normal voice) GREAT. YOU ARE NOW A JAI ALAI FAN.
YOU LOOKING FOR A PEIGNOIR FOR VEE?
IS THE WHINER STILL IN YOUR BIG GAME?
YEAH. FUCKFACE COMPLAINS EVEN WHEN HE WINS.
HE'S IN TONIGHT. WHY?
HE'S STILL THE GOVERNOR'S CHIEF OF STAFF, RIGHT?
HE'S WAY UP THE BIG GUY'S ASS.
I WANT HIM TO LOSE.
HOW BIG?
BIG.
(chuckles) MY PLEASURE.
THANKS, BEL.
YOU SURE ABOUT THAT NIGHTIE? HUH?
WE GOT SOME VERY CHIC SHIT,
JUST IN FROM PARIS, FRANCE.
(indistinct conversations)
NO.
I'D DEFINITELY LOSE THE WIG.
YOU LOSE YOUR WIG.
FUCK YOU. THIS IS REAL.
IT'S THE BITCH'S TRADEMARK.
YOU BUY JUDI SILVER, YOU GET THE PLATINUM.
JUDI? EXCUSE ME.
JUDI SILVER?
THAT'S ME, HANDSOME. OH.
MISS SILVER? SIR? A DRINK?
WHATEVER YOU'D LIKE, SWEETIE.
NO, I, UH, THINK-- WELL, MAYBE. I MEAN...
DO YOU HAVE A CAR, LOVER?
A RENTAL. YES, IT'S A MERCURY CRUISER.
I HAD YOU PEGGED AS A MERCURY MAN
THE SECOND I SAW YOU.
REALLY? (chuckles)
ACTUALLY, I DRIVE A, UH, A CHEVY BEL AIR BACK HOME,
BUT, UH... AND WHERE'S HOME, SUGE?
(breathing heavily)
(whispering) WHERE ARE YOU, LOVER?
(breathing heavily)
I'M HERE. RIGHT HERE.
YOU'RE WITH HER.
IT'S OKAY, BABY.
YOU THINK ABOUT HER,
BUT YOU FUCK ME.
(panting)
WHAT?
DANGEROUS.
IF I'M DANGEROUS, WHAT'S BEN DIAMOND?
GOD.
OH.
I'VE NEVER FUCKED A GOD BEFORE.
NOT A GOD.
RIGHT. GOD.
WHAT'S THIS?
YOUR HUMAN SACRIFICE.
RIP MY HEART OUT AND EAT IT.
I AM YOURS.
MAYBE I SHOULD SLEEP DOWNSTAIRS TONIGHT.
WOULD YOU LIKE THAT?
YES.
I WOULD.
(switch clicks)
(breathing heavily)
(grunting)
AND HE WAS NAKED?
STARK NAKED. JUST LYING THERE ON THE BED.
OH, YEAH, WITH A FEW $20 BILLS ON TOP OF HIM.
WHAT DID LUCY DO?
SHE JUST CONTINUED VACUUMING.
I MEAN, YOU GOTTA FINISH YOUR SHIFT, RIGHT?
(both laugh)
(keys jingle)
YOU CLEAN STEVIE'S ROOM?
I THOUGHT THAT WAS MILDRED'S JOB.
I CLEAN YOUR ROOM, TOO.
YOU BETTER HIDE THOSE DIRTY MAGAZINES SOMEWHERE ELSE.
STEVIE? YOU DECENT? (knocks on door)
JUST IN CASE HE'S LYING NAKED.
(lock turns)
UHH!
OH, MY GOD. DANNY!
DANNY! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP!
SOMEBODY HELP!
HELP!
DANNY! DANNY, DANNY, WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!
WE USED TO GO TO CRANDON PARK
BEFORE YOU GUYS WERE BORN.
CAPE FLORIDA.
SHE LIKED ME TO READ HER POETRY.
YOU BELIEVE THAT?
SHE'D LIE IN MY LAP WITH HER EYES CLOSED,
AND I'D READ TO HER.
THE SOUND OF THE WAVES...
SOMETIMES A LION WOULD ROAR FROM THE ZOO.
WE COULD HAVE BEEN ANYWHERE.
SHE LOOKED JUST LIKE HER BOY.
(whispers) JUST LIKE HIM.
(sighs)
I'M SORRY. YOU WILL HAVE TO LEAVE NOW.
I DON'T THINK SO.
HE'S GOING TO BE FINE. HE JUST NEEDS HIS SLEEP.
TELL DR. BOBBY THAT I'M STAYING.
IT'LL BE OKAY. I'M GONNA BE HERE WHEN MY SON WAKES UP.
I'M SORRY, SIR, BUT HOSPITAL REGULATIONS FORBID ANYONE FROM--
I'M NOT LEAVING MY SON.
YOU SHOULD GO CHECK ON VIC AND MERCEDES.
AND IF VEE'S STILL IN THE WAITING ROOM,
WHY DON'T YOU TELL HER TO GO HOME?
I'M GONNA STAY HERE. SHE SHOULD GO CHECK ON LO.
LO WILL BE UPSET.
OKAY.
YOU SHOULD GO HOME, TOO.
ONE OF US NEEDS TO BE AT THE HOTEL.
THERE'S TOO MUCH GOING ON.
I'LL SEND CUDA WITH SOME COFFEE AND SANDWICHES.
(whispers) HE'S GONNA BE OKAY, RIGHT?
HE'S OKAY.
I KNOW.
I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS.
IN MY OWN PLACE.
THAT POOR BOY.
I'LL NEVER FORGIVE MYSELF.
(woman over P.A.) DR. COHEN TO X-RAY.
TELL ME.
HE'S GOOD. HE'S GOOD.
(sighs) HE'S SLEEPING. NO SURGERY.
HE'S GONNA BE OKAY.
OH, THANK GOD.
IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY.
HE'S GONNA BE FINE. YOU KIDDIN'?
HE'LL BE DINING OUT ON THIS FOREVER.
LUCKY. SO LUCKY.
IKE'S STAYING HERE.
OF COURSE.
THINKS MAYBE YOU SHOULD GO HOME AND BE WITH LO.
RIGHT.
STEVIE, IS HE REALLY OKAY?
VIC'S RIGHT. WE'RE LUCKY.
HE'S SUCH A SWEET BOY.
HE IS.
I'M GONNA GO SAY GOOD NIGHT.
UM, WILL YOU GIVE ME A RIDE HOME AFTER?
YEAH, SURE, I'LL BE HERE.
OKAY.
...I'VE NEVER SEEN ANYBODY YELL AT ANYBODY,
AND THERE I WAS.
SHE, UH, SHE WOULDN'T TAKE ANY DRUGS,
WANTED TO DO EVERYTHING NATURAL.
NOW IF YOU KNEW YOUR MOTHER VERY WELL,
YOU WOULD KNOW THAT TO BE THE CASE.
AND WE SAT THERE AND WE--WE SANG.
I DON'T REMEMBER THE SONG ANYMORE.
MRS. EVANS.
(Stevie sighs)
(engine rumbling)
(car door closes)
HOW 'BOUT A DRINK?
I'D LOVE ONE.
**
I THOUGHT YOU WERE AFTER HIS MONEY.
HE GOES TO CUBA FOR A WEEKEND.
HE COMES BACK TWO WEEKS LATER
WITH A DANCER FROM THE TROPICANA,
AND I'M SUPPOSED TO WHAT...
TRUST THAT?
TRUST YOU?
AND...
AND?
AND...
YOU'RE... YOU.
BEAUTIFUL. CRAZY BEAUTIFUL. PRETTY MUCH MY AGE.
OLDER. NOT OLDER ENOUGH.
I MEAN... YOU'RE HIS WIFE, RIGHT?
YOU'RE MY FATHER'S WIFE.
BUT...
BUT I'M ME.
LOOK, I LOVE MY FATHER.
AND SO DO I.
I BELIEVE THAT.
IT FEELS... IT SEEMS LIKE WE HAVE ALL THIS TIME
TO JUST, YOU KNOW, LEAD THESE LIVES,
THESE DAYS JUST STRETCHING OUT,
BUT I SWEAR TO YOU, STEVIE, WE DON'T.
(whispers) WE DON'T.
(normal voice) WE HAVE TO TRY AND SPEAK THE WORDS.
WE HAVE TO TRY EVEN IF IT'S HARD.
MAYBE... ESPECIALLY IF IT'S HARD.
TRY WITH THE PEOPLE WE LOVE,
WITH OUR FAMILY.
'CAUSE IT'S ALL... (sighs)
IT...
(whispers) IT GOES.
(ice cubes clinking)
WHAT?
SPOKEN LIKE A MOM.
OH, GOD. I'M SORRY. MM.
NO, NO, NO.
MOLLY?
IT'S--IT'S ME.
(sighs) MEG, I'M SORRY. I, UM...
I THOUGHT...
HI.
IKE...
HE LOOKS JUST LIKE HER.
LIKE YOU BOTH.
IS HE OKAY?
YEAH.
HE'S GOT A HARD HEAD, JUST LIKE HIS POP.
(laughs)
I'M GLAD YOU CAME.
FAMILY.
**
(man) MMM.
OHH.
OH!
(breathing heavily) OH. OH. OH.
YEAH. YEAH.
OH. OH!
AH!
(gunshot)
(dog barking in distance)
(gasping)
(crying)
AAH! (gunshot)
**
(gun cocks)
(dog barking in distance)
**
YEAH. ABSOLUTELY. HE SWUNG WITH HIS RIGHT.
SO WE GOT A RIGHT-HANDED SPIDER MONKEY
THAT CAN CLIMB A 15-STORY BUILDING
AND JUMP OUT THE WINDOW.
IS HE HITTING ANYONE ELSE? FONTAINEBLEAU?
JUST YOU.
LOVELY.
MAYBE HE'S SOMEBODY WE KNOW. KNOWS THE HOTEL.
WE'LL PULL ALL YOUR EMPLOYMENT RECORDS FOR THE LAST YEAR OR SO.
HOW YOU FEELING, KID?
LIKE I STAYED UP DRINKING WITH HIM.
YOU LOOK WORSE.
THANKS. (Stevie chuckles)
YOU SEEN MERCY?
SHE STAYED IN THE WAITING ROOM ALL NIGHT.
VICTOR MADE HER GO HOME WHEN THE SUN CAME UP.
SEE? ALWAYS A SILVER LINING.
CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR A SECOND, POP?
YEAH.
NO NIGHT CLUBBING FOR YOU.
BE RIGHT BACK.
MYRNNA AND SOME JOHN FROM ST. AUGUSTINE
GOT SHOT LAST NIGHT.
JESUS. DEAD?
YEAH.
PRO HIT. TWICE TO HER HEAD. NOT A TRACE.
WHO WOULD WANT MYRNNA DEAD?
THEY THOUGHT SHE WAS JUDI SILVER.
SEE, MYRNNA TOOK JUDI'S DATE...
MYRNNA WAS WEARING A WIG-- A PLATINUM WIG, LIKE JUDI.
THE SHOOTER THOUGHT SHE WAS JUDI.
(whispers) DAD, WHAT THE FUCK'S GOING ON?
I MEAN, WE SET JUDI UP WITH MIKE--
I DID. I PUT HER IN THAT ROOM.
NOW MIKE'S DEAD, AND POOR MYRNNA--
STAY WITH DANNY, ALL RIGHT?
CLEAR EVERYBODY OUT IN TEN--
YOUR BROTHER NEEDS HIS REST--
AND THEN YOU MEET ME AT THE HOTEL.
DOES JUDI... SHOULD I CALL--
NO.
YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING.
(indistinct conversations)
(man) IKE?
THEY TORCHED ME, IKE. I'M A DEAD MAN.
NOT NOW, WHINER.
I'M DOWN 20 LARGE.
I GOT--I GOT CARDS YOU WOULDN'T WIPE YOUR ASS WITH
FOR NINE FUCKING HOURS!
I LOST 30 STRAIGHT HANDS! WHAT'S THAT?
YOU CALLING BEL'S GAME FIXED?
NO. NO! JESUS, IKE.
I DON'T HAVE THAT KIND OF MONEY!
I'M A CIVIL SERVANT. WITH TWO BROKEN LEGS.
JESUS, IKE. PLEASE! YOU CAN TALK TO HIM!
OR YOU--YOU COULD BUY ME SOME TIME!
I'M YOUR SERVANT, IKIE.
CAN YOU GET YOUR GUY TO GET KLEIN
TO RELEASE MIKE STRAUSS' BODY?
THE GOVERNOR?
ONLY IF I ASK. AND YOU'LL GET ME A MONTH?
TWO WEEKS?!
JESUS! TWO FUCKING WEEKS!
NO.
OKAY. OKAY.
ALL RIGHT. RIGHT NOW! I'LL CALL HIM RIGHT NOW!
AND--AND--AND YOU'LL...
AS SOON AS I HAVE MIKE.
BUT WHINER, YOU LISTEN--
NO, NO, NO, NO!
NO. I-I QUIT. I'M DONE, ALL RIGHT?
YOU WON'T SEE ME AT THE GAME ANYMORE.
I LOVE YOU, ISAAC!
THANK YOU.
THAT LITTLE PRICK WAS CRYING SO HARD,
HE BLEW SNOT ALL OVER THE CARDS.
(sighs)
BEN, WE NEED TO TALK.
YEAH. SURE. SIT DOWN.
I GOTTA GET SOME SUN.
STUCK IN THAT HOLE THE WHOLE NIGHT.
DID I EVER TELL YOU THAT I GREW UP IN AN ORPHAN HOME IN PHILLY?
WAS A DARK, COLD, AND MEAN PLACE.
ORTHODOX, TOO.
I NEVER GOT TO SEE THE SUN.
NOT EVEN IN THE SUMMER.
IT WAS LIKE A... LIKE A JEWISH DUNGEON.
YOU KILLED THE WRONG GIRL LAST NIGHT.
KILLED?
I WAS PLAYING CARDS.
YOUR SHOOTER THOUGHT IT WAS JUDI SILVER
BECAUSE SHE WAS WEARING JUDI'S WIG.
YOU KILLED THE WRONG WHORE.
THAT'S WHY GOD MADE EXTRA BULLETS.
JUDI CAN'T HURT YOU. SHE DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING.
DON'T DO THIS, IKE.
IT DEMEANS BOTH OF US.
YOU KNOW HOW THIS WORKS.
I CAN'T LET YOU KILL HER.
I WON'T.
YOU WON'T?
SHE DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING.
THE D.A. DISAGREES. HE PULLED HER IN.
HE'S FISHING, BEN.
SHE GAVE NOTHING TO KLEIN.
I WILL VOUCH FOR HER. I WILL.
OH, YOU'LL VOUCH FOR HER? LIKE I GIVE A SHIT?
AGAIN, YOU COME TO ME FOR A FAVOR,
AND AGAIN, YOU OFFER ME NOTHING IN EXCHANGE.
NOW WHAT'S MY-- WHAT'S MY INCENTIVE?
HOW MUCH?
A PIECE OF YOUR ARCADE RENTALS.
EVERY SHOP?
10% OF MY CUT.
IF I WASN'T SO COMFY, I'D--I'D SLAP YOU.
13%. 15.
15% OF EVERY SHOP YOU'VE GOT.
AND THE GIRL LIVES?
SHE'S A HOOKER. IT'S A DANGEROUS PROFESSION.
SOME JOHN COULD COME AT HER WITH A BROKEN COKE BOTTLE.
BUT THE BITCH WILL NOT DIE BY MY HAND.
OKAY.
AND GOD ASKED ABRAHAM TO SACRIFICE HIS SON
TO PROVE HIS DEVOTION TO THE LORD.
ABRAHAM TIES THE YOUNG LITTLE BOY
TO AN ALTAR,
DRAWS HIS KNIFE TO SLAUGHTER THE CHILD,
AND AN ANGEL APPEARS
AND SAYS, "JUST KIDDING, ABE.
IT WAS A TEST, AND YOU PASSED."
DO YOU KNOW WHO ABRAHAM'S POOR LITTLE BOY WAS?
ISAAC.
THE FIRST LITTLE ISAAC.
I WONDER IF YOU'LL GET A HEAVENLY PASS THIS TIME, TOO.
IT ENDS NOW, BEN.
NOBODY ELSE DIES.
(exhales)
COULD YOU HAVE SOMEONE SEND ME OVER A SELTZER?
AHH.
SO YOU WANT ME TO CALL SHOES OR WHAT?
YOU'RE BLOCKING MY SUN.
(man) * WELL, YOU KNOW I CAN BE FOUND *
* I'M SITTING' HOME ALL ALONE
* IF YOU CAN'T COME AROUND
* AT LEAST ON THE TELEPHONE
* DON'T BE CRUEL
(Rabbi) "AND HE IS MERCIFUL..."
* TO A HEART THAT'S CRUEL "ATONES FOR HIS SIN,
"AND DOES NOT DESTROY,
"FREQUENTLY TURNS AWAY HIS ANGER,
"AND DOES NOT AROUSE ALL HIS WRATH.
YOUR TRANSGRESSION WILL DEPART AND YOUR SIN WILL BE ATONED."
"THERE SHALL NO EVIL BEFALL THEE,
"NEITHER SHALL ANY PLAGUE COME NIGH THY TENT,
"FOR HE WILL GIVE HIS ANGELS CHARGE OVER THEE
"TO KEEP THEE IN ALL THY WAYS.
"THOU SHALT TREAD UPON THE LION AND THE ASP.
"THE YOUNG LION AND THE SERPENT SHALL THOU TRAMPLE UNDER FEET.
"I WILL BE WITH HIM IN TROUBLE,
"I WILL RESCUE HIM AND BRING HIM TO HONOR.
WITH LONG LIFE WILL I SATISFY HIM..."
* TO A HEART THAT'S TRUE
"AND MAKE HIM TO BEHOLD MY SALVATION."
* DON'T WANT NO OTHER LOVE
* BABY
* IT'S JUST YOU I'M THINKIN' OF *
* DON'T BE CRUEL
* TO A HEART THAT'S TRUE
* DON'T BE CRUEL
* TO A HEART THAT'S TRUE
* WELL, LET'S WALK UP TO THE PREACHER *
* AND LET US SAY "I DO"
* THEN YOU'LL KNOW YOU'LL HAVE ME *
* AND I'LL KNOW I'LL HAVE YOU, TOO *
* DON'T BE CRUEL
* TO A HEART THAT'S TRUE
* WHY SHOULD WE BE APART?