Be Cool Page #4

You know, he likes

to send those out.

So, Edie, I was thinking, you know, maybe

I could help you out with NTL Records.

What makes you think

I need your help?

Nothin'.

Look, Chili...

let me tell you somethin'.

I started NTL with Tommy.

Right.

- Equal partners.

- Yeah.

And who do you think

found the Dub MD's?

I did.

Tommy's gone.

And I'm devastated,

but I'm not about to roll over.

I can run my own label.

If anybody could, it's you.

Hey, Edie.

Why don't you get your clothes on

and let's get outta here, okay?

Make you feel better.

Besides, I wanna talk to you

about this girl Linda Moon.

- Linda Moon?

- Yeah. She's a singer.

Here, put this on.

You know, I never made it

with any of those guys from Aerosmith.

Yeah?

I played tennis

with Tom Hamilton once, though.

Christ.

I was just a girl then.

You'll always be a girl.

Chil, thank you.

- Who's this?

- That's Tiffany, Tommy's intern.

How ya doing?

What's that?

Pizza.

He means the urn, genius.

Tommy.

You know, the cops

came by NTL last night.

They were asking me about you.

Yeah? What'd you say?

Nothing. Just that you were

gonna make a movie about Tommy.

It'd have to be a short.

They take anything?

Some boxes, a few files.

But I think

what they were lookin' for was this.

Thanks.

Here.

- Where'd you get this?

- Some guy with a Russian accent.

It's NTL.

You know, about a month ago,

he starts coming by,

lookin' for Tommy.

Tommy's in the office, what,

like three hours a week?

So, this last time,

he takes a picture.

He comes in,

doesn't even ask for Tommy,

lights it on fire,

and just tosses it on my desk.

No questions, no nothing.

Two days later, he comes back

and this time, Tommy's in.

So I interrupt his meeting,

and I buzz him.

He comes flying out of his office,

walks up to the guy,

nails him right in the eye.

Just like that scene in Get Leo.

Then he tosses the guy on his ass

right in the middle of the street.

I'm like, "Tommy,

who the hell was that?"

Insurance salesman.

Okay.

An insurance salesman.

Insurance scam.

I mean, geez, even I know that.

Guy takes a picture

of your business,

says either you pay up

or he puts your place on fire.

Well, you know, Edie,

that was Tommy's specialty in Brooklyn.

He sold protection.

He could write a book

on the different ways to work it.

Did this guy have a toupee?

Not after Tommy hit him.

Good morning.

Carosell Entertainment.

You see the Chicks International?

I think these girls are gonna be big,

the next big act to break.

- Take my word for this.

- What's up, Nick?

I'm telling you!

This Linda Moon.

Is she a g-string diva or what?

They give you wood?

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