The Killing of a Chinese Bookie Page #2

- Sh*t. I broke a nail.

And they took the gopher home,

and they cut the tail off.

- Then they cooked the tail, and they ate it...

- For Christ's sake.

And they died of botulism.

Botulism? What do you know from botulism?

- These mine?

- Yes. The other ones are mine.

- You're not listening.

- When did you hear about botulism?

I never laughed so hard in

my life. I thought I'd die.

- I don't think it's funny.

- It isn't true. He does this all the time.

I swear to God. On my mother's grave.

- Cosmo.

- They ate... they ate... they ate the tail...

and they died of botulism.

- They died...

- That's sick.

- Well...

- Making me sick, you know.

So, what else is new?

What else is new?

What else is new? What's new

is I can't get this on right.

- The market went down.

- What canyon do?

For a change?

Oh, I'd love to get this mustache off.

And women's fashions are

changing. The skirts are gettin' longer.

- Oh, yeah?

- What do you know about women's fashions?

I look like Salvador Dali..

- All right. See you in a while.

- Okay.

- Okay.

- See you later, Cosmo.

It's all right, Vince. It'll pick up.

- Have a big night.

- Okay.

Hey, your mother's ass!

Any action?

- Are you looking for us?

- Yeah.

Come on in. There you go.

- All right.

- There you go.

- Come on, ladies.

- Thank you.

There you go. Vince, see that

they get seated too?

Take 'em inside. Listen, you drive around

the corner, you park in this parking lot?

All right? Okay.

Okay.

Where's the kid?

Well, where's the kid

who parks the cars, Vince?

- I don't know.

- Go find him.

- Hey.

- Welcome to the Crazy Horse West.

- Thank you.

- I'm Cosmo Vittelli. I'm the owner of this place.

- You own this place?

- Yeah.

This is the greatest joint in town. I

mean, I've been here a million times.

- No kidding.

- Are you kid... I brought three carloads of people.

Well, thanks. I'm sorry you brought 'em here

on a Sunday night. We're a little slow.

- We don't mind that.

- At least we're open.

The rest of the places

on the Strip are closed.

Wait a minute. Is Mr.

Sophistication here?

- He sure is.

- And Rachel and the rest of the girls?

- Yeah. They're here.

- This guy does the whole thing.

So help me God, he choreographs

it, he stages it, he does...

Don't exaggerate.

I do the best I can.

- You got the best joint this side of Vegas.

- Thank you.

I mean, I understand what it is on a

Sunday night. I'm a club owner myself.

- You are?

- Oh, yeah. We got a joint in Santa Monica.

It's not like this. I mean, it's a

little different. Gambling, you know.

- Yeah.

- But it's clean air, seaside.

Well I'd like a little action.

Hey, the sky's the limit

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