Prizzi's Honor Page #2
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- 1985
- 130 min
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- Who made the hit bob?
- We did.
We did? How come we did?
I don't know nothing about it.
Well that's the best way in it.
Who hit him?
I don't tell.
It was a specialist job.
How come?
Dominic told me to set it up so
he couldn't have nothing to do with it.
We was all at the wedding.
- Mae?
- Charley?
Did you have any luck?
What kind of a message was that?
Who can remember
a girl in a lavender dress?
I was wearing a pink and black
dress.
So you don't know
who she is...
the woman in the lavender dress?
Oh, go suck your head!
Yeah?
Mr. Partanna please.
What?
- Is this Charley Partanna?
- Yeah, yeah.
I hope you don't mind
my calling so late.
I wanted to apologise for running
out the way I did this afternoon.
This is you?
Irene walker?
I recognise the voice,
but I didn't get your name before.
I just wanted to explain.
I hope you don't think I'm rude.
Rude? Oh, no, no.
So listen um.
Well...
Why don't we get together later,
for like a late dinner?
When you mean tonight?
I could pick you up in half an hour.
I live in California.
California?
Yeah, that's where I live.
I had to come home.
Alright.
How about the bar
at the Bell Age hotel?
That would be tremendous.
What time?
- About two?
- Great.
I was scared I was never
gonna see you again.
Dos zumos de pia
con Bacard.
What was that you said?
I ordered us a drink
something I think you'll like.
Say it again.
Zumo de pia
con Bacardi.
What is it some Puerto Rican
or something?
Pineapple juice with rum.
I had it in Cuba.
What were you doing in Cuba?
I was on my honeymoon.
I didn't know you was married.
My husband left me 4 years ago.
I don't know where he's.
I don't wanna know.
He left you!
Crazy huh!
I could find him for you.
Let him stay lost!
Well you might wanna
Maybe...
but until that happens...
What about you?
Are you married?
Once I was almost married.
Mae rose was her name.
We grew up together.
One night we had a big fight...
because I was dancing too much
with another girl.
I suppose I did it on purpose...
because I wanted
to make her jealous.
So she flew off to Mexico
with the guy.
Shacks up in a hotel...
Father sends some goons down there
to clobber the guy.
Brings her back to the States and
don't let her back into his house.
That was 4 years ago.
That's it?
Yeah, she can't even go
to Brooklyn any more.
Only unless it's a special occasion...
weddings, funerals,
stuff like that.
We're still friends.
She's in decorating.
She did my apartment,
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