Find Me Guilty

...full sum and total of the F.B.I.

and the police department's efforts here.

As has been outlined before,

a couple ofhundred...

M- Mafia and organized crime members

and associates have been indicted...

in the last year to two years.

So that the attack is at the top level,

the middle level and the lower level.

And we are doing everything that

we can to identify, indict and convict...

the capos, the soldiers and

the associates of the Mafia as well.

Look, I gotta clip a guy.

All I'm carrying is a. 22.

Of course I know

it's not worth a sh*t.

What the f*** do you think

I'm calling you for?

Go f*** yourself!.

- Hey, Tony.

- Hey.

Your, uh, your papa here?

Uh, yeah. He's upstairs, but he's sleepin'.

I'm makin' a banana daiquiri. You want one?

A**hole.

My God! Cousin, what are you-

What are you doin', Coz. I love you.

Coz, why are you doing this?

Pop!

Pop?

Papa! Pop!

Pop!

You're not being

very helpful,Jackie.

I'm gonna have to let

your parole officer know.

Come on,Jackie.

We're not morons.

You had your eyes shut the whole time?

You f***in' expect us to believe that?

I'm sorry, miss.

My eyes were shut the whole time.

I never saw nothin'.

- Miss?

- My eyes were shut the whole time.

Yeah. All right, Manny.

Let's get out of here.

Hey. Someone sneaks in and pops you,

don't come complainin'to us.

If somebody pops me,

I won't go complainin' to nobody.

Hey, Pop.

You sure you're doin' the right thing?

- I mean, I feel like killing this motherf***er myself.

- Hey, watch your language.

- And you don't rat out the people that love you.

- Love you?

He's your cousin. He puts four f***in'

bullets in you, and he loves you?

Yeah, he loves me. I love him.

He's family. He's just a junkie.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

Live and let live. Speaking of which,

how many times I gotta tell you?

If you see me shot 20 times, if you

come in the room I got my head cut off...

- you don't call the cops.

- I know, Pop.

- Who do you call?

- I call Saul.

That's right.

Come here.

My f***in' hand.

This f***in' cousin of mine.

I swear to God,

I feel like killin' him.

- Can they do that?

- Do what?

- Go to my parole officer and get my bail revoked.

- Hell, no.

You didn't shoot nobody.

Somebody shot you.

- That trial ever gonna happen? It's been a year already.

- They got no case.

That's why they

charge you under RICO.

Whenever the government has no case,

they charge you under RICO.

Aw, f*** them.

We gonna order some room service?

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, this looks great.

- Muchas gracias.

- Gracias.

- Good evening.

- Stay where you are. Nice and easy, gentlemen.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say...

can and will be held against you

in a court of law.

Do you understand that right?

You have the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford one, the court will

appoint you one. Do you understand that right?

Mr. DiNorscio. Mr. DiNorscio!

Mr. Rizzo, would you

wake your client up?

Twenty-two to 30 years...

for possession, sale and

distribution of narcotics.

And believe me, I'll try to see to it

that you do the full 30 years.

Let's go,Jackie.

Jesus, Sylvester.

A little privacy, please.

- Come on,Jackie Dee. You're going downtown.

- For what?

Damned if I know, but I'm sure as hell

I'm not standing here...

smelling your sh*t

while I argue with you.

- Let's go.

- Coming.

Sylvester, how long

we known each other?

On and off, uh, maybe eight years.

I'm a good guy, right?

Right.

- Everybody loves me.

- Right.

So why are you standing here bustin' my balls?

You can't let me finish takin' a crap?

You know, you're so full of it, you could

sit on that toilet forever. Let's go.

So where you guys taking me anyway?

Federal building.

For what?

I have no idea.

Hey, could you do me a favor,

roll down the window?

It's too cold.

Geez.

Thanks, fellas.

Wow, you guys expecting the

U.S. Attorney for the Southern District?

Giuliani said to start without him.

Okay.

- You got any ketchup?

- Oh, sorry. Just A-1 sauce.

A-1 sauce? A steak

should have ketchup.

- Please.

- All right.

- Ah, shrimp cocktail.

- Mm-hmm.

- A little wine?

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

So, car ride okay?

The car ride?

Oh, yeah, the fresh air felt good.

- The guys was real nice. They lowered the window for me.

- Mm.

Well, I hope you

breathed nice and deep.

It could be your last

fresh air for 30 years.

Yeah, that judge shoved it right up my ass.

Can you believe that?

Doesn't have to be.

What doesn't have to be?

Thirty years.

- Got any more wine?

- Sure.

By the way, do you want

your lawyer here?

My lawyer?

I just got sentenced to 30 years

for a pissant dope deal...

'cause of that cocksucker.

So what do youse want?

You know what this is,Jackie?

Manhattan phone book?

Last year, you got indicted.

Fourteen counts.

"Gambling, racketeering,

narcotics distribution, conspiracy-"

That RICO thing?

That's a year old.

Counselor,

I completely forgot about it.

I mean, it's been so long.

And... everybody knows that those

RICO things are bullshit anyway, so-

Yeah, well, this one isn't bullshit.

It's notjust you. Your boss,

your underboss, and 17 of your goombahs.

Twenty of you on 76 counts.

We're not f***ing around,Jackie.

Mm-hmm.

So what do you need me for?

You're all going down.

You are all going down.

The whole NewJersey

Lucchese crew. We got it all.

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