A Hole in the Head Page #3

Are you scared? This kid from the Bronx

is gonna wind up owning half this town.

Look me in the face.

You know that, don't you?

In the face?

I hope you wind up owning the state.

Then get off my back

and don't give me pressure.

Tony.

You wanna play marbles, play marbles.

You wanna do business,

don't play marbles.

You've got 48 hours

and that's the end of it.

Dollar and a quarter, a cup of coffee.

They could throw in a schnickel.

All right, let go, Ally. Let go.

- Then how about half the towels?

- I said no money, no towels.

(Ally) No.

You can leave about ten towels.

The guests are all leaving.

No money, no towels.

And no cheques - not after the last one.

- You can't take that.

- Get out of here.

Get my brother Mario

person-to-person in New York.

Yes, sir.

Pop. Pop.

Pop.

- Hi. How'd you make out with Diamond?

- Outside. I'm expecting a call.

The laundry man

wouldn't leave the towels.

All right. I'm trying to think.

Give those towels to Sally.

- What towels?

- The ones in the bedroom.

- Hey, Fred.

- (bongos)

Pop. Pop.

These are Fontainebleau towels.

Aren't they good enough for you?

What about that call to my brother?

- Uncle Mario?

- Out. Outside.

- Oh, please, Pop, don't call him.

- Outside.

(phone rings)

Hey, Pa, the phone's ringing.

Hey, Pa, the phone.

- Answer it.

- It's not for me.

Go, Mario.

Don't give yourself a heart attack.

Excuse me a minute, please.

Would it break your arm

to pick up the phone?

- It's for you.

- What are you, a mind-reader?

- Mario.

- Everything he knows, our brilliant son.

- No-one would call me here.

- Nobody should call you anywhere.

- Hello?

- Hello, Mario. How are you? This is Tony.

- Tony. Sophie, it's Tony.

- He must be broke again. Ha-ha.

Shut up, you, with your ha-has.

- How do you feel? How's Sophie?

- Terrible. What do you want?

That's too bad. What's the matter

with her? What has she got, a virus?

What do you mean? She don't feel good.

That's good.

Listen, I'll tell you why I called.

Why, I know. How much?

How much? That's rich. I guess

you know me pretty good, don't you?

- Can you hear me pretty good?

- The whole trouble is I hear you too good.

- (Sophie) Mario.

- How much do you want?

Hello?

- Ten to one he doesn't get it.

- You shouldn't listen in.

I can't explain it now, Mario,

but I have to have $5,300.

Hello?

Hello?

Mario?

- How about...? Hello?

- $5,300?

- I got nervous. I thought you hung up.

- $5,300?

- Listen...

- $5,300?

- Don't get excited.

- Make that 50 to one.

Do you know how many garter belts

I gotta sell to make $5,300?

- 10,000.

- 10,000 what?

- Garter belts.

- Shut up, will you?

- No, positively no.

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