that down? -I don't know. Gin. Love on the rocks ain't no surprise -Paulie, that ain't gin. -Ain't no fucking surprise, neither. It's gin. What are you talking? You got two sevens. I had three sevens. -Paulie. -Nicky, I had three sevens. I know I had three sevens. Don't start this shit now. You know you had three sevens? You don't have three sevens. I had three sevens. From now on, I'll deal out the cards, you say "gin" whenever you feel like it. Fucking booths. $200 in action and what we have we got, five? We're taking a beating again this week, Sonny. Let's go for a ride. I got a new car. Can you believe the ride on this car? I can't understand how they lost a war, them Germans. -I got a date out in Jersey tonight. -Which broad is this? The one from the calendar. Miss Pennzoil Air Filter of 1978. -What's he doing looking in the mirror? -What're you doing over there, Left? What's it look like I'm doing? I'm checking my lipstick. What would I do without you, Left? What would I do? What about you, Donnie? What would you do? Have to find yourself a new goombah, wouldn't you? That was something about the boss, huh? We all gotta go sometime. What are we doing here, Sonny? We glomming something, or what? -No. -You, wait in the car. -What? -Watch the car. Oh, fuck! Shit! Christ, I think I shit my pants. What is this? He's supposed to go to an animal trainer somewhere. -Fuck him. -Left, I think he likes you. -Either that or he's just hungry. -What's he got to do with me? -Sonny, what is this? -It's for you. For me? I know how you feel about animals. It's a gift from me. -It's for me? -Yeah. I got the power. Now you're under me. -What do you mean, you got the power? -Sonny got upped. What, you got upped? Rusty's gonna run the whole thing from the can. Sonny Red's got Little ltaly. I got Brooklyn. That's why you sent for me? Yeah, why? What did you think, you was gonna get whacked? Lefty thought he was gonna get whacked. Congratulations. Come here. Good stuff. Grab the pussy. Let's go. What am I gonna do with this? He thinks they smell fear. I'm sick of this. You and Sonny Black are friends. I got told to shut my mouth about Sonny Black. How many times I stood up to the boss himself, that cocksucker. May he rest in peace. You're gonna have to... You're gonna have to... I got... I'm gonna need 40 of those burgers. Hold the onions. Sonny Black, they make skipper. I ain't a mutt. Thirty years busting my hump. For what? A lion. Five hours ago, you thought you was gonna get whacked. -Donnie, did I say I was gonna get whacked? -Not in so many words. I don't understand you. How many words does it take? You're right. I misunderstood. Thirty years I'm earning. Any work to be done, call Lefty. I never complained. Twenty-six guys I clipped. Do I get upped? No, they pass me by. Sonny Black gets upped. I don't get fucking upped. Sonny was probably in on whacking the boss. Of course he was in on whacking the boss. Whacking the boss. Another thing I get left out of. It's like one of those, whatchamacallit, you know, bureaucracy. What bureaucracy? Ain't no bureaucracy. What you talking about, bureaucracy? Where the fuck do you get your ideas? Bureaucracy. All I'm saying, I'm saying they don't appreciate you, is what I'm saying. Appreciate? They appreciate you? -Come on, Left, I'm on your side. -You're on my side? You're on my side because I say you're on my side. Hey, look. Donnie! Don't get on your fucking high horse, Donnie. I don't like that. But tell you what. Look at that. I wish I had that boat again, that Bertram. I wish I had that boat. I'd get in my car with Annette, I'd drive down to the pier I'd get on that boat and I'd go. I'd go. East, west, north, south, nobody'd ever find me. Look at this thing. It's a fucking insult. Let's go! Come on. I gave it to him! -Come on, Sonny! -Jesus! -No, Sonny!
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