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You were looking to do it,

you f***ing idiot.

What do you say that for?

Why do you put me down?

This is ridiculous, this music box.

That's for kids.

It's my tape. Do you want me

to go nuts? I have to...

- You are nuts.

- Don't say that.

Who ever heard of anybody playing

"Summertime, Summertime"...

...when it's 15 f***ing

degrees below zero.

How you handling this

Riccamonza thing?

I haven't moved on him yet.

Been practicing. Audition's Friday.

He's badmouthing me. He's telling

everybody how he's stiffing me.

- I'll take care of it.

- When?

- What is it? What is it?

- It's all right. It's all right.

I get dizzy once in a while,

that's all.

- Why didn't you tell me?

- Why? You a surgery expert? Here.

- What's that?

- Your share of the pizza money.

- I don't want it.

- It's $ 1000.

Excuse me. Is Patsy Riccamonza around?

- I don't know.

- Thank you.

- Excuse me, is Patsy Riccamonza around?

- I think he's out by the pool.

Thank you.

Will you page Patsy Riccamonza?

May I have a tea with lemon?

Yes, sir.

Patsy Riccamonza?

I'm calling in reference to a financial

obligation you have to Ben Angellelli.

That's none of your business.

Now look, you cheap, rotten chiseler.

You have every cent of that

$22,000...

...3:
00 tomorrow, the 57th Street Park,

or I'll blow your eyes out, got it?

I understand you got a bad mouth,

fella. You need to close it.

We'll see about that.

You just be there.

- You gonna be back later?

- Yeah.

You be good or I'll break your face.

- He means it.

- I'm tough.

Excuse me.

I got a phone call this morning.

A voice said to come here

and look for a girl on the phone.

She'll be the girl of your dreams.

5'5", dark hair, blue eyes.

She's wearing a dusty rose bikini...

...and her name is Julie.

Well, you made a mistake.

I'm 5'6".

How could I make a mistake

when they're playing our song?

Why not rehearse this somewhere else?

Because I want it from you.

- Want what?

- Love.

Why? Do you love me?

No, I'm in love with a girl

called Carol. I love your...

My what?

Your p*ssy.

How do you know that?

Of all the different kinds of p*ssy...

...soft, hot, gravel, velvet,

cold, wet, big, small...

...there's one I can feel in my blood,

and that's silk, which is yours.

What are you doing?

Are you out of your mind?

I have a sunburn.

You're crazy.

You gonna tell your old man

about this?

What old man?

Patsy.

Who are you?

Jimmy Angellelli. Tell him.

It's nothing against you.

You are silk.

Hey.

What's the matter?

Come on, it's not that bad.

What's the worst that could happen?

Death?

So what?

Everything that ever lived dies.

Think if you were going bald.

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