You Kill Me

And remember to join us this weekend

for the Polish

Heritage Festival

featuring a battle

of the polka bands

at the Buffalo

Civic Center.

And after that, join us

for the pierogi eating...

- Stef.

- Hey.

We missed you

at dinner last night.

- Pam made pierogies.

- I was tired.

I bet.

You doing all right, Frank?

How's your mood?

I'm fine.

Yeah, you know,

I've been reading

about that Seasonal

Affective Disorder.

So?

Amtrak station.

O'Leary's getting on a train

to New York late tonight.

Apparently, it's

stopping just for him.

Fancy.

This one's real

important, Frank.

Who you telling?

Listen, forget it.

Want to stick around?

The game's on.

I promised Daniel

I'd go sledding with him.

Hey.

Great.

Just make sure O'Leary

doesn't get on that train.

The Lake Shore Limited Amtrak number 49

now departing

for Cleveland, Toledo,

South Bend and Chicago.

Track nine. All aboard.

...makes fun of Polish

people and that's just not funny.

Polish jokes are funny

'cause they're about Poles.

That's why they're funny.

You know like... you take

a joke like this, you know.

Um, how do you get

a one-armed Polack out of a tree?

- How?

- You wave to him.

- See, that's not funny.

- I think it's funny.

They're not funny.

I'm Polish...

Mr. O'Leary,

the train's here.

Where'd you get

that hat, James?

I took it off a snowman.

You look like an idiot.

Yes, I do.

You know, my grandfather

was killed

at Pearl Harbor.

- These guys are Chinese.

- I don't care.

We need their money,

so shut up and smile.

We'll bring you

back an egg roll.

Here.

- Uncle Roman.

- No. No excuses.

- He never came.

- You slept right through it!

O'Leary's been

in New York for an hour!

I told you how

important this was.

Let me go to New York.

He'll be dead 15 minutes

after I get off the train.

You know what

the Chinese money means?

- All you had to do was kill him.

- I will.

No, it's too late.

When Eddie O'Leary

gets back from Chinatown,

the Irish are

gonna take the...

tiny piece of this city

that the blacks

don't already have.

And when that happens,

the Poles have nothing!

Thank you!

Oh God.

We've got to do something.

Not we, Dad. Him.

Just let me go to New York.

- We're not talking about that.

- You've got a problem, Frank.

Yeah, a substance abuse problem.

We can't let you do this to the family.

And we can't watch you

do it to yourself.

I just need

a few days to rest.

- Not good enough!

- Every time we send you out,

I have to make

a call to find out if they're dead.

I can't trust you

anymore, Frank!

- Even if you are my nephew.

- You let us down.

I want you to get yourself

into a program.

- Like hell.

- No, I mean it.

- I want you to go to San Francisco.

- Why?

Because I said so.

Look, you need to be

in a new environment.

What, they don't

have beer there?

Frank, we're just trying

to facilitate your recovery...

All right now, Stef!

Put it to rest.

Now, this is not

advice, Frank. This is it.

You go to San Francisco...

and get into AA

and you clean yourself up!

Or you don't

work for us anymore.

And we can't let you

work for anybody else.

Even if you are family.

All right, then.

Come on.

We've got streets to plow.

Why San Francisco?

We can look out

for you there.

Roman's got a guy.

Hey, you'll be getting

away from the snow.

I like the snow.

Your attention, please.

So do you hate me now

'cause I did this?

Right now, pretty much.

It won't last.

Try me.

I got you something.

- So when do you think you'll be back?

- How the f*** do I know?

- Hello!

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