The Friends of Eddie Coyle Page #2

the money on. I know, all right.

But as long as you can function,

that's okay with me.

But you get my ass in the gears, man,

and I'm gonna turn the flame up under yours.

Come on. I'll see you next week, all right?

You're not looking too good.

I'm looking at three to five, it seems like.

What about the appeal?

Lost the appeal.

Lost the motion for reconsideration.

Gotta surrender up there

for execution of sentence in a week or two.

Sh*t.

The old lady's gotta go on welfare.

How would you like that? Your wife and kids

have to go on welfare, like n*ggers.

Dillon, you gotta do something for me.

- I do what I can.

- I stood up.

You're a stand-up guy.

Christ, I wish I never did that job for ya.

I wish it never happened.

But that don't help.

It looked like a pipe.

You know that. You told me yourself.

You told me you needed dough.

You got the money up front.

Yeah.

The whole town's buttoned up

on this, uh, grand jury anyway.

I never seen things so quiet.

There's nothing much going on.

You guys must have

taken up circle jerks or somethin'.

They ought to run one of these

grand juries every three weeks or so.

It sure puts you guys in the closet.

F*** you.

By the end of the week,

Artie Van's gonna be...

selling papers

or shining shoes or somethin'.

- He oughta get unemployment.

- Cut it out.

All right.

That was a cheap shot. I apologize.

But there isn't anything going on.

There's something goin' on.

A bunch of the boys getting together,

watch dirty movies?

Hmm.

To tell you the truth -

I don't know what it is.

People are trying to sort of avoid me.

You know?

Guys telephoning

for guys that aren't there.

Here's 20.

Who's calling up?

Remember Eddie Fingers?

Fella that got his hand busted up.

- Who's he looking for?

- Jimmy Scalise. Do you know him?

Last time I heard he was in Florida,

getting some sun.

- Does he find him?

- I don't know.

- I'm just a messenger boy.

- They give you numbers.

Telephone numbers.

I'm a law-abiding citizen.

I got a liquor license.

Ah, you work for a guy

that's got a liquor license. Ever see him?

You're a convicted felon.

Like I say, I work for a guy

got a liquor license. I forget sometimes.

- Want to forget this?

- I'd just as soon.

You ought to get yourself a car.

I don't drive.

If I could afford a car,

I wouldn't be taking 20 a week from you.

Have a nice day.

Mr. Partridge.

We are going to your bank.

You and I and my friend.

My other friend will stay here

with your wife and children...

to make sure nothing happens to them.

Nothing will happen to them,

and nothing will happen to you...

if you do what I tell you.

If you don't,

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