Corky Romano

Synopsis: A naive, bumbling veterinarian named Corky Romano the outcast son if a Mafia boss, is recruited by his family to infiltrate the FBI and steal any and all evidence that will put his cranky father named Francis A. "Pops" Romano in jail! But he's in way over his head when he's made out to be a super agent. It's a reputation must live up to as he tries to fake his way through one tough assignment after another while hunting for the elusive incriminating proof of his father's illegal activities.
Genre: Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Rob Pritts
Production: Buena Vista Pictures
  1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
86 min


here's what we're up against.

Romano, Francis A.

Also known as "Pops. "

Alleged leader

of the Romano crime family...

with a network

of racketeering...


and underground casinos...

polluting the tri-state area.

This is Paulie Romano,

Pops' oldest son.

He's popular with the ladies

and good with a knife.

Though Paulie seems to have

those around him fooled...

sources indicate he is

functionally illiterate...

and has

an inferiority complex...

Leading to unexpected

outbursts of violence.

Peter Romano,

Pops' youngest son...

and the alleged muscle

of the family.

Spent time upstate

after a barroom incident.

Though he hides it well,

word is he's got...

deeply repressed

homosexual tendencies...

also leading to unexpected

outbursts of violence.

Leo Corrigan,

Pops' right hand man.

He's our informant still

inside the family circle.

With the information

we've received from Leo...

We've finally got Pops Romano

right where we want him.

Mr. Romano! Mr. Romano!


Hold it, hold it.

What's your response

to the charges against you?

What we have here

is a modern-day witch hunt.

The only thing

my client is guilty of...

is having a vowel

at the end of his name.

Pops, what do you think...

about spending the rest

of your life in prison?


- Pops!

- Pops!

- Help!

- Get an ambulance!

- Pops, get up!

- Call an ambulance!

Stop that!

Stop it!

Get out of here. Stop it!

Hey, what's all this

lying around crap?

Get out of bed, you old faker.

Bet you got scotch

in this I.V., huh?

Ah, Leo, I'm gettin' old.

I can't even remember

doing half of this sh*t...

they're trying to pin on me.

- Eh...

- Pop, the trial's in a week.

I mean, they claim

they got an airtight case-

names, dates, numbers-info

on the whole organization.

Well, the only way

they could get that...

is if they had an informant.

No. They must've sent

some fed in undercover.

Undercover? God damn it.


All right.

They put somebody undercover.

We'll put somebody


to destroy that evidence.

Wait, we can't do that.

Who the hell we going to send?

They got pictures and files

on us...

and everybody we deal with.

They can't possibly

know everybody.

I got someone.

- Can we trust him?

- He's family.

Whoa, whoa, Leo,

you're not talking about Corky.

Corky is dead for me.

Pops, you should've

smothered him in his crib.

Face the facts, guys.

There is no one else.

Right now, he's our best bet.

The kid's got to have at least

one family gene in him.


another day to find you

Shyin' away

I'll be comin'

for your love, OK?

Take on me...

Watch it, a**hole!

Morning, Hank!

Take me on, take on me

I'll be gone

In a day or two

So, needless to say

I'm odds and ends

But I'll be stumblin' away

Poodles and Pussies.

- Corky.

- Hey, Dr. Kipper, how are you?

Corky, things are a little

slow around here today.

I'm wondering,

could you take over for me?

I have a very important

appointment with...

uh, it's a dentist.

Thanks. I appreciate it.


Someone's got the trots.

Corky, are you a mind reader?

No. I just saw some business

in the parking lot...

and it looked fresh.

Judging by consistency

and pigmentation...

I could tell it came

from a cat, probably calico.

Hello, Mr. Langford,

how are you?

High five, Oscar.

High five, high five.

Oh, let me guess-arthritis?

How did you know?

I saw him shifting his weight

off his paw, but don't worry.

We'll have him up

and sniffing butts in no time.

My God, Connie,

your hair looks beautiful.

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