Kill the Irishman Page #6

(CLATTERING)

(MIKE LAUGHING)

What'd I tell you, right?

It's like this every day.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

At first, I didn't want to have kids.

Babies, diapers... But sh*t happens.

My wife still looks pretty good, you know.

I got a hot salami. What can I say?

(BOTH ARGUING)

To what do I owe this privilege, my friend?

(SIGHS)

Jack Licavoli sent me.

I should have f***ing known.

Okay, cut to the chase. You know what?

F*** Licavoli. F*** Lips Moceri.

And all due respect, f*** you, too.

- Calm down, Mike.

- No, I ain't calming down.

I don't wanna join a union.

I don't give a f***

how many friends they got in New York.

I built this company from scratch,

up to my neck in sh*t every day!

And I didn't work my balls off

so somebody else can just f***ing walk in!

You tell those guys

they can't f***ing muscle me.

That's right.

I got all the muscle I need right here.

And that means you, too, Danny.

All I'm saying is it sets a precedent.

This here guy says no,

others will follow suit.

Are you friends with Frato, Danny?

Is that the problem?

More like acquaintances. But I like the guy.

Well, the fat f***, he was given a choice.

And now he's gotta deal

with the consequences.

(STUTTERS) Hang on a sec.

I think I got a say in this.

"A say in this"?

No, you don't, John.

This is my union.

Well, f*** you very much.

Wait a minute. Is there a problem here?

You know, 10 years ago, Scalish,

he divided up the unions.

Now you got yours, I got mine.

Let's not come down

with a sudden case of amnesia.

You know, we did all the work.

Wait, wait. I didn't get that, John.

What? What?

I said, we did all the work!

JACK:
You're trying to take over my action.

That's it, isn't it? You greedy, f***ing prick.

Come on, look. I'm not trying to take over

anything. I'm just saying...

JACK:
Oh, yeah, yeah.

I know what you're saying.

We're gonna have a sit-down

with Scalish over this, all right?

We're gonna take this up later.

Mike Frato is a dead man.

Now either you make it happen,

or Lips and Vic will.

(SIGHING)

(SIGHS)

Can you do this thing, Danny?

Frato's got 10 kids, John. Ten.

I don't care.

You gave him a reasonable option.

He crapped in your face.

You said you wanted to be in the bigs.

Sometimes you gotta do things

that you don't like.

You gotta make Frato go away.

Don't you disappoint me.

KEITH:
It's got a 50-yard radius lens.

It works on one of those garage doors

or on those TV changers.

And a transmitter.

Sends a command

from the remote to the receiver.

It's lights out, lads. It's f***ing lights out.

Good, Keith. Good.

So when?

Friday night.

(DANNY LAUGHING)

WOMAN:
I'll put you right through

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