The Yards Page #6

- You little f***er!

- I didn't do nothing!

I oughtta break you down, motherf***er.

- Hello.

- Mrs. Handler. Is Leo there?

I'm here, Ma. You can hang up.

You've gotta know.

I didn't mean to do it. You know that.

What the f*** happened?

You said everything would be all right.

Everything got f***ed up.

Did anyone see you? What did you do?

What do you mean? A f***ing cop came

down and beat me on my f***ing head.

You OKK?

Yeah, I'm all right,

but I don't know about the cop.

All right. We can't panic.

I'll talk to Frank and he'll know what to do.

Don't worry. Leo. The borough

can't afford arrests and investigations.

The f***ing politicians are in on it.

- You understand?

- I understand.

Willie.

Hey.

I didn't know you were staying here tonight.

I had to get out

of that f***ing house.

Who's that?

- Who is it?

- Raymond.

What the f*** happened?

We can't talk right now. Get the guys

and we'll meet back at the office tonight.

All right?

Is that blood on your hands?

It's nothing. I cut myself. Go home.

- Who was it?

- It was just someone from work.

Now?

Don't worry about it.

Just go back to sleep.

Hello.

- Hold on.

- Who is it?

I don't know.

- Yeah?

- Some trouble this morning?

- Who is this?

- You know the yardmaster is dead.

And that cop may not make it either.

- Hector, is that you?

- You come forward.

Weltec has some very good lawyers.

Don't call here again.

What does everybody want?

I'm sorry, it's so crazy.

I didn't know you were

gonna be here this morning.

I can't wait till we get married.

We'll tell my mother.

Then we'll get married.

We're gonna have a whole family.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing. I'm tired.

- Busca al senor OKIchin?

- Si.

El esta en ese cuarto.

Esta en un meeting.

Conglomerates lose the defense contracts,

then they're back in the train business.

We understand,

but there's nothing we can do.

I'm getting squeezed. The conglomerates

come and take away the work at the top.

The minorities get the work at the bottom.

I'm squeezed in the middle.

Frank, take it easy.

You gotta wait till after the election.

After this election? The next election?

There's always an election.

You have to be patient, Frank.

Right. Well, you listen to me.

You gotta kill these minority quotas

or I'm out of business. Simple as that.

It's too hard now. We got this killing at the

yards. Who knows where that's gonna go?

- You know anything about that, Frank?

- No.

I do know if it were any of my guys,

I'd f***ing kill them.

We hear that cop's still alive, Frank.

He's in a coma.

If he pulls through, and he turns out to be

the business, all hell's gonna break loose.

The cops'd be all over us.

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