Carlito's Way Page #6

$25,000 will quiet them for now,

and you'll come in for a quarter of my end.

Okay, I'm gonna give you

$25,000 cash tomorrow.

I'm gonna come in for half your end.

What are you trying to do to me?

What I'm trying to do, Saso,

I mean Ron, is save your ass.

Right, because it's either Fat Anthony

or Scooze you owe the money to, right?

Either way, you're gonna end up

in the trunk of a car...

...somewhere on the Belt Parkway

before long.

May be weeks before they find you.

Like DeeDee.

Remember? They open her up.

That's some kind of stink

you're gonna make.

"What's that smell?" Saso, man.

That's Saso. Used to be Ron.

Okay, okay. What time tomorrow?

So here's me in the club

playing Humphrey Bogart.

Things can get very sticky after hours,

so I bring in Pachanga...

...little extra back-up.

He thinks I'm gonna make him rich...

...so he's worried I'm gonna get killed

before he scores.

I heard about that sh*t with your cousin.

Why didn't you call me

so I could watch your ass?

That happened a month ago.

You just found out?

You got me chasin' Kleinberg

in the daytime and then you got me here...

Kleinfeld! I hope you're doin' a better job

with him than you are with me.

The guy got a lot of money.

He got a safe in the office

with stacks of hundreds just waitin'...

Kleinfeld is my brother. Look at me.

He is my brother.

Pachanga's only f***in' around.

Don't f*** around.

Just keep your eyes open.

Watch the bar. They're stealin' money.

I wanna try, but it's so dark in here.

What do you want me to do?

The guy over there says

he don't have to pay.

- What guy is that?

- The guy in the red over there.

What are you doin'?

- Shut up and kiss me.

- Excuse me.

- Something wrong with the check?

- Yeah, there's something wrong with it.

- Baby, come on...

- Mira!

- Benny!

- What, man?

Sh*t. F***. Sh*t, man.

I'm sorry, Mr. Brigante.

I'm sorry. I got no problem.

See, Fat Man Saso there owes me money

and he's a little slow in paying me.

So I'm just working it off for him.

We haven't been formally introduced.

- My name is Benny Blanco from the Bronx.

- You know me?

I know you. You're Carlito Brigante,

motherf***er-to-the-max.

I don't know you.

So I don't owe you. Saso does.

My place now, new rules.

Everybody pays. Okay?

Okay. That's cool, that's groovy.

What's the matter with you?

Pay the f***in' goddamn check, b*tch.

- To the waiter.

- To the waiter, you dumb f***!

And get us some champagne,

some of that French sh*t.

Have a glass, man.

- No, thank you...

- I wanna pick your brain.

Get him a chair. The man is standing!

Get him a chair.

Get the stupid look off your face.

You know who this man is?

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