Music Box

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- She's pretty, the lawyer, huh, Irma?

- Yeah. She is.

They say her brother's a jerk.

I hope the sister's okay.

- What do you think, Karchy?

- Yeah, the sister's okay.

You know her?

I'm the brother.

- What?

- That's enough.

Come on.

- How are you, Mr. Laszlo?

- How are you, Mrs. Kiss?

- Hello, Ann.

- Mrs. Kiss.

- Grandpa, are you tired?

- I'm okay.

You should learn this dance.

Maria, teach him.

- No.

- Yeah.

- Mikey, come on.

- I don't know how, Mom.

- Come on.

- I don't know how.

- So they found the coke on you? Then?

- He began the Miranda.

Then the other agent,

the one with the pigtail...

...he said, " Cuff him." The first one

never finished the Miranda.

Okay, that's it.

- He'll never cop to it.

- We'll make him.

- He's got a history on Miranda.

- Now, they've got two witnesses.

One's a hype.

But the other is solid gold.

We'll dirty the hype

and rub some off on the gold.

- How you gonna do that?

- We'll deal with it. See you.

What about that B-and-E case

we've got tomorrow morning?

- They don't wanna deal.

- They'll deal. Thanks.

You must be a very foxy woman.

Just remember who you are,

scumbag.

- Hi, Annie.

- Hey, Johnny.

- Your secretary's trying to reach you.

- Yeah?

- Call your dad.

- My dad?

- Papa, what are you doing?

- Here, read it.

- Why do you got these old pants on?

- They say I killed people.

I asked you to throw those away.

Come in, it's cold.

- Garbage.

- What is this?

A man brought this, this morning.

I don't know nothing about.

I work in the mill...

...I raise my kids.

It's my country.

I've been here 37 years. I know.

They're going to take

my citizenship away, I'll show you.

- Papa. Papa.

- I'll show you.

Well, this Michael J. Laszlo...

...must have lied when

he went for his citizenship.

He's accused of war crimes.

- Come on. I'll make some tea.

- No. I'll make the tea.

How can they mix up?

- I was a farmer.

- It's not you.

It's not you, they made a mistake.

We will get this all cleared up.

Mrs. Talbot, are you here as

Mr. Laszlo's attorney?

No, no, I just wanna get

this thing cleared up.

- Papa, take your coat off.

- No.

- Take your coat off.

- No.

This is Jack Burke, he's from

the Office of Special Investigations.

- How do you do, Mrs. Talbot?

- Wanna go in?

- Mr. Laszlo.

- Mike Laszlo.

My father.

Look, this is a mistake.

You've got the wrong

Michael J. Laszlo.

Like hell we do.

- I beg your pardon.

- We don't have the wrong man.

I didn't do any of this. Lt is not me.

I'm a citizen, I'm a...

I'm a good American.

If you're a good American,

this country's in big trouble.

What the hell is this?

You don't talk to him this way.

I won't allow anyone

to talk to him this way.

I know why you do this to me.

I know why.

The Communists are doing this to me.

They are getting back at me.

Because of what you did

to the dancers five years ago?

Went on TV, talked to the newspaper.

Made the dancers stop.

That's what I did. That's all.

With all that activity, Mr. Laszlo,

you gave yourself a nice alibi.

Are you accusing him

of being anti-Communist?

Ln addition to the crimes he would have

committed 40 years ago?

Why wasn't he charged earlier?

The witness reports were locked away

in the United Nations until last year.

- That's why he wasn't charged sooner.

- I don't...

- Papa.

- Wait, Annie. I don't hurt nobody.

I work in the steel mill.

I raise my kids. My boy, my girl.

My boy was an American soldier.

He fought in Vietnam.

My girl, I'm proud.

She is American lawyer.

And you, you laugh at me.

You son of a b*tch.

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