Billy Bathgate

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What do you think, Irving?

He makes this cheap dago

move on me, Bo weinberg...

The man who took out

Vincent coll,

who held Jack diamond's

ear so he could put

the gun in his mouth,

who found the rackets he was

too stupid to find for himself,

who made him more than

the low-down goniff that he is.

The schmuck! Pulls

me off the street

right in front of my girl.

Schmuck. Don't talk to Irving.

Talk to me. Men talk.

If they are men, they talk.

They discuss these things.

But you, I don't know, Dutch.

I don't know what stinking

womb of puss and scum

and ape shit you came out of.

Bo, you should understand

I am past the madness part.

I am past the anger.

Don't waste your breath.

Never paid your debts, Dutch.

Never paid me what I was worth.

You never paid nobody

what they was worth.

Bo, look who came

along for the ride.

The more I done for you,

the more like a brother I was.

I saved your life

a dozen times!

Kid, you like boats?

I don't know yet.

I protected you!

I did your shit work and

I did it like a professional.

You always had a way with words.

You got more words than me,

being I haven't

been to high school.

But I got a good head

for current events.

And so I guess it all evens out.

What's even?

I made you a millionaire!

You got more money than

you know what to do with!

I built this organization,

the beer, the unions...

The numbers!

20 million dollars a year...

And you'd have run it like

some goddamn candy store!

Look at it this way, Bo.

I'm the one sittin' here and

you're the one sittin' there.

Now who would you rather

be at this moment?

Come on, lady.

It's all right, Irving.

You can bring her up.

No! No, Dutch!

Feeling better?

You can sit her

down there, Irving.

Come here.

This is very good malt whiskey.

Go ahead.

It'll settle your stomach.

This is between me and you.

Leave her out of it.

Bravo, sweetheart. Bravo.

You know what you're

doin', don't you?

I'll bet you know how to do

just about everything.

It's over, it's done.

Did you say something, Bo?

You can see the trouble

your Bo is in.

Right, Bo?

Show her how you can't

do certain things

anymore in your life.

The simplest thing, like

crossing your legs

or scratching your nose.

It can't be done

anymore by you.

Sure, he can scream,

he can shout.

But he can't lift his foot.

He can't open his fly.

He can't tell you

what time it is.

Little by little

he's taking leave of his life.

- Irving, is there a cabin?

- Down below, aft, back end.

Mr. "class act" Bo weinberg

moves against his best friend.

Against the man he

works for. That's class.

All right, miss,

if you'd be so kind.

Dutch.

So tell me, I'm just curious.

When did you two meet?

How long have you and Bo

been lovebirds?

I have not had the pleasure

of meeting you before tonight,

but it's clear

that Bo is in love.

Irving.

Put me out, Irving.

I'm begging you.

Put the muzzle to my head.

I can't do that, Bo.

Please, Irving.

Sorry.

I could give you a drink.

Wanna drink, Bo?

You listen to me, kid.

You take some advice

from old Bo weinberg.

This man of yours

ain't gonna last long.

He's obsolete.

You know what that means?

Means he's finished, he's done.

He's up against tougher

guys than him

and they're better organized.

If you're as smart as they say

you are, look out for yourself.

You listen to old Bo weinberg.

Hey... how'd you get

into this, kid?

Juggling.

It was juggling

that got me into it.

There ain't been a beer truck

around here for weeks.

What does that mean?

- What're you, stupid?

- No.

It means we can sit here

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