Money Talks Page #5

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He thrilled the world...

when he married

actress Diahann Carroll.

Now he'll thrill you again...

How the hell an Italian get

a fine black woman like that?

The timeless hits

of Vic Damone.

He can't sing.

Only reason she married him

'cause he got money.

Takin' all our sisters.

I'm James Russell.

Those stories

along with Andy Rooney...

tonight on 60 minutes.

I'm out the door.

People are already showing up.

I am so sorry.

Something important came up.

More important

than our rehearsal dinner?

Of course not.

And I'm bringing

somebody with me.

Who?

Old, dear friend of mine

from college.

Just kind of ran into him today.

Are you all right?

You sound funny.

I'm perfect.

I'll see you soon.

I love you.

I love you, too. Hurry up.

F*** me.

I'm gonna start the car.

I'll meet you in the courtyard.

Kiss my ass!

Find something that fits

then move your ass! We're late!

This tub wasn't clean,

you dirty- ass white boy!

You had to pick that one,

didn't you?

This your ride?

Yes, and that's my favorite

f***ing suit you're wearing.

I look good, don't I?

Don't get mad 'cause I look

better than you in your sh*t.

I should be

Ebony Man of the Month.

Is that something

to be proud of?

You wouldn't know nothin'

about that with your goofy ass.

You f*** up the suit,

and we got a problem.

We already got a problem.

Look at this sh*t!

You hustlin' son of a b*tch.

Look who's talking.

At least I've worked

for everything I have.

You worked yourself

right into some rich p*ssy.

No wonder you don't give

a damn if I'm innocent.

Your ass gonna get

married and retire.

Let's get things straight

about tonight's dinner.

You don't speak

unless spoken to.

You stay by my side.

If you try

anything f***ed up or funny...

I will kill you myself.

Just like you did

back on the docks?

I will beat your ass.

You ain't beatin' sh*t, homes.

We went to Stanford,

which is where?

How the hell I supposed to know?

It's in the Bay Area, where you

graduated with honors in '88.

And your name tonight

is Jonathan Smith.

F*** the Jonathan Smith.

I'm me.

Do not say a word about

my fiance's weight.

She's very sensitive about that.

You must have one

of them fat- assed

Taco Bell, McDonald- eatin',

big- booty- assed...

Mr. Cipriani.

How are you?

How many times I got to

tell you? Call me Dad.

- You're not getting nervous?

- Who wouldn't be?

That's true. Who's this?

This is

a very good friend of mine.

Vic Damone.

Junior.

He's Diahann Carroll's kid

and Vic Damone's kid.

So you're half and half Italian.

Hey, paisan.

Me and your father?

Forget about it. Come here.

Mamma mia!

God, your house...

Magnifico!

Molto bella!

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