[in the back room Irving, Richie, Carmine, and the sheik meet Mr. Tellegio]
Victor Tellegio: Carmine.
[Irving watches Tellegio as Carmine goes to shake hands with him]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] Victor Tellegio was from Miami, he was Meyer Lansky’s right hand man. With his prior reputation as an enforcer from twenty years ago, was known to never bury a body, because he felt it sent a stronger message to leave it in the street.
[we see flashback scene showing Tellegio shooting someone in the street, spitting on the body before walking away]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] This is the guy we now have to deal with.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Are you sure you don’t wanna go into the Ocean Bar? It’s really…it’s beautiful in there. I think…
Victor Tellegio: No, I don’t have to go there. I like it here. There is an exit. I’m like a ghost. Nobody knows I’m here.
[a table is prepared form them in the room and they all take a seat; referring to the Sheikh]
Victor Tellegio: Tell him I speak for our friends in Florida. We’re very excited, it’s been our life long dream to build Casino resorts in the East Coast.
[Richie whispers something to the Sheikh as Tellegio watches them]
Victor Tellegio: You told him that?
[Richie nods his head]
Victor Tellegio: They don’t want the Jews to make money, they don’t want the Italians to make money, they definitely don’t want the blacks to make money. After the oil embargo, the gasoline crisis, the hijacking, the Olympics, they don’t wanna see Arabs make money. Trust me, not on our soils. I don’t know, you can tell him this in your own way. I’ve been in the casino business for forty years, it’s scrutinized more carefully than any other business. Carmine made this legal, but we must be careful or they’ll take it away.
Mayor Carmine Polito: So, Mr. Tellegio, how do you think uh…how do you think we should approach this? What do you wanna do? What do you wanna do?
Victor Tellegio: If you wanna get the gaming license and keep it, we have to make our principle investor here, the Sheikh, an American citizen.
[there’s silence around the table as they take this information in]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Well to expedite citizenship, well that…that requires very special treatment.
Victor Tellegio: Well, you would know the right people to do that.
Richie DiMaso: Carmine knows everybody.
Irving Rosenfeld: What-what…what are we talking about?
Mayor Carmine Polito: Uh…U.S. Senators, U.S. congressmen Senators.
Richie DiMaso: Wow! That’s fantastic!
Irving Rosenfeld: I say stay away from that. That’s…that’s bad. That’s trouble. No, it’s not good.
Richie DiMaso: Irving, please?
Irving Rosenfeld: That’s…that’s trouble.
Victor Tellegio: Who is this guy? Who are you? Huh? What are you, a farmer?
Mayor Carmine Polito: Mr. Tellegio, I’m sorry. This is…this is Irving.
Victor Tellegio: Irving.
Mayor Carmine Polito: He’s Irving Rosenfeld. Yes.
Victor Tellegio: Irving. Irving.
Mayor Carmine Polito: New York…New York business man.
Victor Tellegio: What’s the matter, Irving? What’s the problem?
Irving Rosenfeld: Nothing, no problem.
Victor Tellegio: Don’t get your balls in an uproar. Everything’s fine. Everything’s good. It’s all good. It’s all good. It’s all good. I just hope…the other part of this is all good, and real. Because we’re real, you know that. You deal with us, we’re a real organization. We’re dealing with…we don’t know what we’re dealing with.
[there’s silence around the table again]
[referring to the Sheikh]
Victor Tellegio: Where is he from?
Richie DiMaso: Abu Dhabi.
Victor Tellegio: Oh, he’s from the Emirates?
Richie DiMaso: Mm, yeah.
[suddenly Tellegio starts speaking in Arabic to the Sheikh]
Victor Tellegio: [subtitled] Can I count on you? You gotta be honest about this. Did you understand me? “Good” means good. No bullshit.
[there’s silence as the Sheikh doesn’t know how to speak Arabic]
Victor Tellegio: [subtitled] Did you hear what I said? Do you want me to repeat it?
[still no reply from the Sheikh]
Victor Tellegio: [subtitled] What do you think now? Tell me. Tell me.
[Tellegio looks at Irving suspiciously, Richie tries to cover up by answering for the Sheikh]
Richie DiMaso: Uh…I think…I think, what is uh…
Victor Tellegio: Uh, no, no. Let him speak for himself.
[just then they are interrupted by a drunk man entering, Tellegio’s thugs grab hold of him]
Mayor Carmine Polito: He’s a friend of mine. Yeah, I know him. I know him. I know him. He’s a friend of mine.
Carmine’s Friend: You guys are way too serious for a party.
[he sit down at their table]
Carmine’s Friend: What are you drinking? Are you having a drink?
Mayor Carmine Polito: Hey, Al, listen to me. We’re in a very serious meeting.
Mayor Carmine Polito: I apologize.
Carmine’s Friend: You’ve got a conference. You gotta come with me now, you gotta speech to do. They’re waiting for you.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Al, okay, trust me. I’m right behind you, okay?
[just then the Sheikh rises, extends his hand to Tellegio and speaks in Arabic the few lines he’s memorized]
Paco Hernandez: [subtitled] It’ll be great doing business with you. The investment is real. It was a pleasure to meet you.
[Tellegio shakes his hand]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] What are the fucking odds of an Italian guy from Miami knowing Arabic? It turns out he’s got a casino investments in the mid east and he spent two years learning it to keep the upper hand.
Victor Tellegio: Listen to me carefully. If you’re real, you put ten million in the bank of our choice in the next two weeks. Carmine, listen to me carefully. If you’re real, you put ten million in the bank of our choice in the next two weeks, or, not only will the Sheikh feel insulted, but our friends in Florida will feel deeply disrespected, and so will I.
[Tellegio and Irving stare at each other]
[back at the bar Sydney goes over to Rosalyn who’s flirting with Pete]
Sydney Prosser: Rosalyn, you need to come with me, alright?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Oh, you want me to come with you?
Sydney Prosser: You need to come with me. This needs to stop, alright?
[Sydney tries to grab hold of Rosalyn’s hand]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Oh, you think I should come with you?
Sydney Prosser: You need to come with right now.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Why don’t you get your fucking hands off me, you fucking whore. You’re a whore.
Sydney Prosser: Oh, okay. That’s really nice.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: This is my husband’s whore.
[just then Dolly comes between them to intervene; to Rosalyn as she pulls Sydney away]
Dolly Polito: We’re not gonna do this tonight, please!
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: This is my husband’s whore!
[Sydney turns and walks away]
Dolly Polito: You know, you stay right here, darling.
Dolly Polito: You stay over here with me.
[to the people in the bar]
Dolly Polito: Everybody just calm down. I don’t know what’s going on.
[to Rosalyn as she stares as Sydney across the room]
Pete Musane: You alright? You okay? These things happen. Whatever’s meant to be is meant to be. Alright?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I always say that.
Pete Musane: You say that?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Yeah.
Pete Musane: See? Kindred spirits.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Whatever’s meant to be will be.
Pete Musane: Whatever’s meant to be will be.
[Rosalyn goes to the bathroom and Sydney follows behind her]
Sydney Prosser: What the hell do you think you’re doing?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: What do I think I’m doing?
Sydney Prosser: Yeah…
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You’re gonna come in here and judge me for flirting with somebody when you’ve been fucking my husband for how many years?!
Sydney Prosser: You don’t have any fucking clue what’s going on!
[holding up her hand]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I got a ring on my finger. We have a child together!
Sydney Prosser: He doesn’t love you, Rosalyn. He loves me, and you know it, and I know it and he knows it. And it might done now, but it was beautiful and it was real.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Stop it.
Sydney Prosser: And we loved each other.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Shut up.
Sydney Prosser: You scare him and you manipulate him, and you use your son.
[Rosalyn starts crying]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Well he must like it on some level. He must want it, because he keeps coming back for it. It’s like that perfume that you love, that you can’t stop smelling even when there’s something sour in it. You can’t get enough of it. But guess what? He’s never gonna leave me. He’s always going to want me, and I will make you so sorry, Edith. I will make you so sorry for what you’ve done to my family, mark my words.
Sydney Prosser: That is fucked up! I would never say anything that fucked up to anybody, but you do because you’re gross inside. You’re so fucked up and gross.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Oh, I’m gross inside?
Sydney Prosser: Yeah.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Maybe you’re gross inside, with robbing people and all that shit that you do. Maybe we’re both gross inside, that’s what Irving loves about us. At least he’s consistent. You know sometimes in life all you have are fucked up poisonous choices.
[she kisses Sydney hard on the mouth, laughs and walks out of the bathroom]
Sydney Prosser: Jesus Christ.
[Sydney looks in the mirror and wipes the lipstick residue left on her mouth from Rosalyn’s kiss; as Rosalyn walks out of the bathroom Pete finds her, grabs her hand and pulls her to the side, Rosalyn starts crying and he embraces her, when Sydney walks out of the bathroom she turns as she notices Rosalyn sobbing in Pete’s arms]
[after noticing Rosalyn crying in Pete’s arms, Sydney goes into the back room and whispers something to Irving, then Irving, Richie, the Sheikh and Carmine leave the room and Tellegio watches them leave, then Irving goes to the ballroom with Dolly where he’s introduced to the crowd]
Carmine’s Friend: Ladies and gentlemen. Our friend, the working man’s friend, my friend…Mayor Carmine Polito!
[Carmine steps onto the stage and the crowd cheers]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Hello, Camden. Hello, New Jersey! Hello, Atlantic City!
[Irving looks flustered from eveything’s that’s happened and takes a pill for his heart to calm himself, Rosalyn walks by him with Pete and Sydney stands nearby with Richie noticing Irving taking his pill as they all listen to Carmine’s speech]
Mayor Carmine Polito: A lot of my friends have been out of work. A lot of good working families just wanna work and live. They say there’s no money nowhere. You gotta be kidding me! Don’t they know who built this country!
[the crowd cheers for him]
Mayor Carmine Polito: The one thing we can all agree upon in the state of New Jersey is that we never, never ever give up. Do we?
[the crowd cheers their agreement]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Please, raise your glass with me. To a new era that begins tonight. From me, my family, we thank you for all the hard work that you’ve given us, the community. Look what you’ve done. It’s beautiful! Thank You!
[the crowd cheers again]
[Irving goes to his dry cleaners and opens a safe in the back, he takes out some cash and a gun, he then stands inside the dry cleaner conveyor where he’d first kissed Sydney; meanwhile, Richie knocks on Sydney’s door]
Richie DiMaso: Edith?
[he knocks again and Sydney opens the door]
Richie DiMaso: Use your phone?
[he enters and takes the phone to make a call]
Richie DiMaso: Last night was insane. I got it all figured out.
[he makes a call to his boss, Stoddard]
Stoddard Thorsen: Stoddard Thorsen.
Richie DiMaso: Listen, I need the Sherman suite at the Plaza Hotel, okay?
Stoddard Thorsen: That’s the whole floor of the hotel.
Richie DiMaso: No, no, no. No, no, no. I need the whole floor, I need it for my operation.
Stoddard Thorsen: Stop calling it your operation, Richard. It’s not you operation and I’m not giving you a whole floor of the Plaza Hotel.
Richie DiMaso: I have members of the congress that are gonna come in right now and try to give the Sheikh citizenship, alright? They’re taking bribes. It’s happening right now. It’s happening right now.
Stoddard Thorsen: Bribing members of congress? Are you out of your fucking mind?
Richie DiMaso: Stoddard. Stoddard! Look, shut up! You know who Victor Tellegio…Victor Tellegio! Works for Meyer Lansky! You know who that is?
Stoddard Thorsen: I know who Victor Tellegio….
Richie DiMaso: Resorts International! Alright? He wants ten million dollars. I have two weeks. I have two weeks…listen. Just listen to me. listen to me! Listen to me!
Stoddard Thorsen: We’ve been after Victor…
Richie DiMaso: You’re not listening to me! I have two weeks! I have two weeks to put this thing together! And I need you to get me the Sherman suite at the Plaza Hotel!
Stoddard Thorsen: Lower your voice.
Richie DiMaso: Are you gonna fucking do it?!
Stoddard Thorsen: You don’t get to say what’s happening and you don’t get to yell at…
[Richie slams the phone down in anger]
[after angrily ending his call to Stoddard]
Richie DiMaso: Calm me down, Edith. Calm me down.
[he goes over to Sydney and starts kissing her]
Richie DiMaso: You gotta calm me down. You gotta calm me down. You gotta calm me down. You gotta calm me down. Baby, let’s do it. Let’s do it right now.
Sydney Prosser: No, no, no. No, no, we’re not gonna do it unless we do it for real. Alright?
[she tries to stop him from kissing her]
Richie DiMaso: No, I wanna do it right now. I wanna do this right now. I want you so much. Look at your skin.
Sydney Prosser: No, no, no.
[he starts kissing her again]
Richie DiMaso: Oh, my God. Your fucking skin is glowing, baby.
Sydney Prosser: No, no, no.
Richie DiMaso: Your fucking skin is glowing.
Sydney Prosser: I’m not gonna go all the way until we do it for real, remember?
Richie DiMaso: I wanna do it now!
Sydney Prosser: That’s what we agreed on, alright? So we’re not gonna do that, alright? Alright?
[he kisses her again]
Sydney Prosser: Where are you?
Richie DiMaso: I’m here.
Sydney Prosser: You’re acting all scary. Okay? You here with me?
Richie DiMaso: I love you. It is real now. I just…I just said it. So now is the time. Look at me. Look at me.
[he looks at her with sincerity and says quietly]
Richie DiMaso: I love you. I love you. I just said that. I’m in love with you.
[he kisses her again]
[after Richie confesses his love for her and they are kissing]
Sydney Prosser: Do you want the truth? Do you want real?
Richie DiMaso: Yeah. I’m ready for real.
Sydney Prosser: This is real. Do you hear my voice? Huh? This is real. This is real. What you hear is real.
[she starts speaking in her natural American accent]
Sydney Prosser: This is real.
Richie DiMaso: What?
[he holds on to he face looking confused]
Sydney Prosser: This is me.
Richie DiMaso: What do you mean? What, are you talking about the accent? Your American accent?
Sydney Prosser: No, there is no English. There’s only American. There is no English. I’m not English
Richie DiMaso: What are you talking about? Stop it, you’re Edith. You’re Edith Greensley. You’re not royalty, but you’re British.
Sydney Prosser: No.
Richie DiMaso: I checked your records.
Sydney Prosser: No, I’m…I falsified my records back to birth. I falsified them. I…my name is Sydney Prosser and I’m from Albuquerque, New Mexico. I’m not Edith Greensley, there is no Edith Greensley.
[he looks at her for a moment before stepping away from her]
Richie DiMaso: You’re…freaking…me out.
[he continues to stare at her]
Richie DiMaso: No, you said it in the stall. That we were gonna be real and that we that we weren’t gonna fake it.
Sydney Prosser: I’m being real now. This is who I am. I’m Sydney Prosser. Okay?
Richie DiMaso: So why did you do an English accent after that?
Sydney Prosser: I’m sorry I didn’t tell you in the stall. I created Edith because I needed her to survive, okay? But I’m done with her now. I’m so fucking done with it.
[she begins to cry]
Sydney Prosser: Alright? Like you do what you need to survive, right? Like you do, right? You like…you um…you know, you live with your mom. You have a fiancÃ© you don’t even acknowledge. Right? That’s what you do. And you curl your hair in little…fucking curlers. Which is…no, it’s okay, you look good with it. But, you know, you have straight hair. So that’s what you do to survive, you do all sorts of things, you know? We all do.
Richie DiMaso: Please don’t talk about that.
Richie DiMaso: I’m confused. I’m confused.
Sydney Prosser: I’m fucking confused too. Alright?
Richie DiMaso: I think we should fuck, and then we’ll feel it. And then we won’t be confused anymore.
[he walks over to Sydney and start kissing her again]
Sydney Prosser: No, I wanna talk it over. I don’t wanna fuck, okay? No.
Richie DiMaso: I think that’ll be better.
[he carries on touching her body and kissing her]
Sydney Prosser: No. No! No! I’m not fucking you!
[she pushes him away in anger]
Sydney Prosser: I’m not fucking fucking you!
[suddenly Richie starts yelling, Sydney grabs a photo frame and smashes it over his head and Richie grabs his head in pain]
Richie DiMaso: Shit! Oh, my God!
[just then Irvin enters the apartment pointing his gun at Richie]
Irving Rosenfeld: Will you please step away from Edith. Please, I’m asking you nicely. Please step away from Edith right now. Come on, step away from her. Please?
Richie DiMaso: You mean, Sydney?
[Irvin looks at Sydney]
Sydney Prosser: I told him, I’m sorry. I just don’t give a fuck anymore. I don’t give a fuck. I don’t fucking care. I don’t fucking…
[Irving takes a step closer to Richie still pointing his gun at him]
Richie DiMaso: Irving has a gun, huh?
Irving Rosenfeld: What you got us into is worse than jail. And I told you last night, that one was close. And what? Now what? Huh? No one’s getting ten million for Tellegio. It’s over.
Richie DiMaso: I don’t think so.
Irving Rosenfeld: What? What do you mean?
Richie DiMaso: Because when Tellegio finds out what happened you think he’s gonna go after me? Someone from the Bureau? He’s gonna go after a politician? He’s gonna kill you. And he’s gonna go after your son. And Sydney.
[Richie grabs the phone and makes a call]
Stoddard Thorsen: Stoddard Thorsen.
Richie DiMaso: You’re gonna give me The Sherman suite, the whole floor.
Stoddard Thorsen: That’s a no. I said no, wacko. Jesus!
Richie DiMaso: And you’re gonna tell me the point of that fucking fishing story.
Stoddard Thorsen: Not the way you’re behaving.
Richie DiMaso: What’s the matter with you? Where are you right now?
Stoddard Thorsen: What does that make a difference?
Richie DiMaso: Just tell me where the fuck you are?
Stoddard Thorsen: The field offices, 61st Street.
Richie DiMaso: I’m coming to 61st Street, right now.
Stoddard Thorsen: You’re gonna do what?
Richie DiMaso: To beat your ass.
Stoddard Thorsen: You’re gonna what?
[Richie slams the phone down hard, then turns and leave the apartment]
[in Sydney’s bedroom after Richie leaves her apartment]
Irving Rosenfeld: You were right, we should’ve gone away. I should’ve gone away with you.
Sydney Prosser: We were supposed to do it from the feet up, like you always said. That’s how we were meant to do, only you didn’t do it like that. You didn’t do it like that. You played it safe, so there was always a danger you were gonna end up with Rosalyn and the dead space, floating on some dead spaceship with the furnitures and the curtains. And I was your lifeline out, and you were mine. And that was okay. You know?
Irving Rosenfeld: I wish I could get you back.
Sydney Prosser: Yeah.
[he goes over and sits next to her on the bed]
Irving Rosenfeld: You know I can’t do it without you. You know that. Come on. Me, you and Danny. Like we said.
Sydney Prosser: Like I said. You never said that, I said that. We gotta get over on all these guys. That’s what we need to be thinking about right now.
Irving Rosenfeld: Fuck’s sake. That’s uh…that’s big. That’s fucking crazy.
[he takes his glasses off, rubs his eyes with tiredness before putting them back on and looks at Sydney]
Irving Rosenfeld: Whatever it is, it’s gotta be the best we’ve ever done. Okay?
[she nods and then they hold each others hands]
[at the FBI headquarters, Anthony Amado listens to a deposition statement from Stoddard]
Stoddard Thorsen: Agent DiMaso called me late on the night of twenty-first. I believe that he was intoxicated. He threatened me. I told him this was inappropriate. Procedures exist for purposes that we must respect.
[we see Stoddard sitting opposite Amado’s desk, his face is bruised up and one eye is covered with a bandage]
Stoddard Thorsen: This is the third such call I received from Agent DiMaso. He called me again on the night of the fifth at two a.m. and he threatened to kill me. Subsequently, he demanded that I allow him to use the Sherman suite of The Plaza hotel for purposes of bribing members of Congress.
[we see Richie sitting at the back of the room listening to Stoddard’s deposition, he interrupts Stoddard]
Richie DiMaso: I….I am so sorry!
Stoddard Thorsen: I’m not finished. There’s a lot more.
[Richie gets up and pulls a chair over to sit next to Stoddard]
Richie DiMaso: I have nothing but the utmost respect for you as my mentor, and…
[Stoddard pulls back slightly]
Richie DiMaso: It’s okay. It’s okay. As my mentor and as…as…
[he reaches his hand out and turns of the recording device]
Stoddard Thorsen: What are you doing?
Richie DiMaso: I just wanna talk from my heart. I don’t wanna put it on record. It’s just, I wanna get vulnerable.
Stoddard Thorsen: Can I finish my…?
[he looks at Richie before carrying on]
Stoddard Thorsen: Can I finish my statement?
Richie DiMaso: Of course, of course. That’s why we’re here. I respect you.
Stoddard Thorsen: I think you do other things besides respect me.
[we see flashback to the day when Richie goes over to beat up Stoddard]
Stoddard Thorsen: Hey, hey, hey!
[Richie grabs Stoddard’s phone]
Stoddard Thorsen: Hey. Hey. What are you doing? What are you doing?
[suddenly Richie starts beating Stoddard over the head with the phone; then we’re back to Amado’s office]
Richie DiMaso: It’s just hard for me to control my passion. I’m a very passionate person. We’re from the…
[turning to Amado]
Richie DiMaso: You understand this. He…he goes ice fishing in the Midwest.
Stoddard Thorsen: That was told to you in confidence.
Richie DiMaso: He’s an ice fishing guy. Look at him.
[flashback to the day Richie beat him up with the phone, after getting beaten up Stoddard grabs his gun]
Richie DiMaso: What are you doing? It’s not you. That’s not you with a gun. Stop it.
[Stoddard points his gun at Richie]
Stoddard Thorsen: No, it’s me. It’s me.
Richie DiMaso: Don’t do something you don’t know anything about. Alright?
[Richie grabs the other gun from the table]
Stoddard Thorsen: Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Richie DiMaso: I’ll show you how you get shot.
Stoddard Thorsen: Put that…do not load that gun! You drop that gun!
[Richie loads the gun]
Richie DiMaso: I’m not gonna hit you.
[Richie points the gun at Stoddard]
Stoddard Thorsen: Don’t! Don’t!
Richie DiMaso: Watch this, fucko.
[we’re back to Amado’s office again where Richie and Stoddard are staring at each other]
Anthony Amado: So…you wanna use the Sherman suite, the entire floor?
Richie DiMaso: Yes.
[Stoddard sighs in frustration]
Stoddard Thorsen: God!
Richie DiMaso: Of the Plaza Hotel.
Anthony Amado: What happened to the mafia? I thought you…
Richie DiMaso: No, no, no. This is where they intersect. This is where the two things intersect, the two worlds. The politicians and the mafia. Victor Tellegio’s people, who run Resorts International..
Anthony Amado: Yeah, yeah. Victor Tellegio showed his face?
Richie DiMaso: Yeah, I sat with…I sat with Victor Tellegio. I hung out with him. Yeah, we can get…we can get him. We can get his whole organization, as well as getting any number of congressmen. I mean, that’s just…that’s just the….that’s just peeling the first layer of the onion.
Anthony Amado: Wow. How…how are you gonna do that?
Richie DiMaso: We would get ten million dollars that we would…
Stoddard Thorsen: Ten million dollars?!
Richie DiMaso: And that’s how we would let them know that we’re real.
Stoddard Thorsen: Ten million dollars?!
Anthony Amado: Alright, so what does he say he’s gonna do for us? How are we trapping him?
Richie DiMaso: They’re gonna promise to build casinos, handle the scams, do the licensing.
Stoddard Thorsen: And you have what? You have him on tape saying this? You have that, right? No.
[pointing to Richie]
Anthony Amado: I want you to find a safer way to get Victor Tellegio on a wire. No ten million dollars, that’s crazy.
Stoddard Thorsen: Thank you.
Anthony Amado: Right? Even to entrap Tellegio, it’s crazy. But you can have the Sherman suite.
Stoddard Thorsen: No. No.
Anthony Amado: Stoddard, please. To go and get me some congressmen.
Stoddard Thorsen: Oh, my God!
Anthony Amado: Go and get some congressmen taking bribes. I wanna pinch us some congressmen. Okay? You come back to me. I’m proud of you.
Richie DiMaso: Thank you. And Stoddard.
[after the meeting with Amado]
Stoddard Thorsen: Good luck keeping your job, by the way, and staying out of jail. And not being killed by the mob! But otherwise, you’re doing a great job.
[Stoddard starts walking away from him]
Richie DiMaso: What’s the end of the ice fishing story?
Stoddard Thorsen: I’m not telling you the end of the ice fishing story!
Richie DiMaso: I’m gonna call your fucking brother and find out the end!
Stoddard Thorsen: My brother’s dead!
Richie DiMaso: That’s how it ends! He fell through the fucking ice!
Stoddard Thorsen: No, that’s not! He died a different way many years later!
[Stoddard walks off]
[at the Plaza Hotel, Richie tries to make amends with Sydney and Irving]
Richie DiMaso: Listen, I know it’s awkward and I uh…I just wanna say I’m sorry, alright? But I think we can stick together and uh…still fulfill our goal. I mean, we got the Sherman suite.
Irving Rosenfeld: You got the whole floor?
Richie DiMaso: Got whole floor, yeah.
Irving Rosenfeld: The whole floor.
Sydney Prosser: That’s good.
Richie DiMaso: Yeah. Are you okay?
Sydney Prosser: Yeah. You?
Richie DiMaso: Yeah. You know…
[he touches his head where she’d hit him over the head with the photo frame]
Richie DiMaso: It’s alright. Just got hit a little bit. My eye, it’s a little blurry. I got drops at the pharmacy.
[looking at Irving]
Richie DiMaso: Uh…you okay?
Irving Rosenfeld: Yeah, I’m good.
Richie DiMaso: Listen, I’m sorry.
Sydney Prosser: I’m sorry.
Richie DiMaso: I’m sorrier.
[as the FBI sets up a room in the Sherman suite with hidden cameras, referring to the statue on the fireplace mantelpiece]
Richie DiMaso: We can put camera here. Right in here maybe, and we get it all on film. You like it?
Sydney Prosser: We do.
Richie DiMaso: You know, give me those flowers. We put the flower vase, put a camera in there, and then we can get a clear shot of the couch where we can put the congressmen.
Irving Rosenfeld: That’s right, that’s the idea.
Richie DiMaso: And Carmine will go to jail after he delivers us congressmens, soon to be felons.
[at Carmine’s office he gets a call]
Melora: Representative of Congressman on the phone!
Mayor Carmine Polito: Okay, I gotta take this, you guys. Everyone out, please.
[Dolly picks up a dry looking plant in Carmine’s office]
Dolly Polito: This is sad, it’s just sad!
Mayor Carmine Polito: Dolly, please, I gotta take this.
Dolly Polito: Ssh. Okay, sorry. Everyone out. Go out.
[talking into the phone]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Congressman, how you doing? It’s Carmine. Tell me you’re gonna be in Trenton this week. We have an amazing investment opportunity I’d like to discuss with you.
[we see Richie filming himself putting bribe money into a briefcase]
Richie DiMaso: I’m Federal Agent Richie DiMaso. I placed seventy-five thousand dollars into this briefcase for representative, John O’Connell of the Ninth District. Representative O’Connell was contacted by Carmine Polito to ask if he could obtain rapid citizenship through an act of congress for one, Sheikh Abdullah, investor.
[we then see the meeting being filmed in the suite at the hotel]
Richie DiMaso: How are you doing?
Rep. John O’Connell: Nice to meet you. I’m excited to be here.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Oh, John, please. This brings the state back. How long have we known each other? You know what’s this gonna do for us? This is huge for the state of New Jersey, stabilizes our economy.
Irving Rosenfeld: Hotels, restaurants. Carmine sees it, it’s waiting to happen. This fucking thing is waiting to happen.
Mayor Carmine Polito: But the Goddamn bankers, they’re keeping the money on the sidelines. How are we suppose to get anything done?
Rep. John O’Connell: Bankers only put money in the game when they can reap insane profit.
Richie DiMaso: The problem is this uh…citizenship situation. We gotta expedite it as soon as possible.
[there’s a moment’s pause as they wait for the O’Connell to answer]
Rep. John O’Connell: Well, I’ll tell you, you came to the right place.
Richie DiMaso: Yeah?
Rep. John O’Connell: Yeah. We can make it happen.
[Richie slides the briefcase full of money towards O’Connell]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Oh, hey, this is going to happen. You understand? This is real. On my family, on my kids, on my life, on my work.
Rep. John O’Connell: I know that, Carmine. You’re a good man.
[O’Connell takes the briefcase full of money]
[we see Richie filming himself again placing another stash of bribe money into a briefcase]
Richie DiMaso: I’m Federal Agent Richie DiMaso. I placed seventy-five thousand dollars in this briefcase for one Representative, Jerald Sanders of the Third District.
then we see them meeting in the same hotel suite
Rep. Sanders: I don’t wanna do anything illegal.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Please, Jerry, use it as a campaign donation. Whatever you wanna do.
[Sanders takes the briefase full of money]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Thank you.
Rep. Sanders: Alright.
Mayor Carmine Polito: It means a lot.
[Carmine shakes hands with Sanders; Richie films himself again placing more bribe money into a briefcase]
Richie DiMaso: I’m placing sixty thousand dollars into this briefcase for one Congressman Eric Keshoyga of the Fourth District.
[we see them meeting in the same hotel suit]
Congressman Keshoyga: I’m gonna do what I can to help Carmine.
[Richie films again placing more money into another briefcase]
Richie DiMaso: A hundred thousand dollars into this briefcase for two term United States Senator Horton Mitchell of New Jersey.
[we see them meeting in the same hotel suit]
Senator Horton Mitchell: Atlantic City all the way down the shore. The Mecca by the sea.
[Richie slides the briefcase towards Mitchell]
Senator Horton Mitchell: Carmine, you’re beloved by your people. Your constituency is not even a constituency, it’s your family. That’s what you represent, family.
Mayor Carmine Polito: One small thing you do for this man, it’s a huge thing we do for the people of New Jersey. This is what we can…
[we see Irving feeling more and more guilty, he stands up]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Hey, Irving, what are you doing?
Richie DiMaso: Where are you going?
Irving Rosenfeld: Just gotta go see a man about a dog.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Okay.
Irving Rosenfeld: Sorry.
[Irving leaves the room]
[in another room we see Stoddard and his team watching the meeting being filmed on their monitor, Irving joins them]
Senator Horton Mitchell: I’ve been a Senator a very long time, sixteen years.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Trust me, this is probably the biggest opportunity that we could have here.
Senator Horton Mitchell: I will do whatever I can in the United States Senate
Mayor Carmine Polito: I appreciate this. On my family, on my kids, this needs to happen, it’s gotta happen. You have my word.
[Irving watches this with guilt, he then goes to see Sydney who’s sat waiting in another room at the hotel]
Irving Rosenfeld: Oh, I wanna save us. I wanna save us. I wanna save, Carmine. It’s killing me. It’s fucking killing me. This is…this is…
Sydney Prosser: You know the only way to help Carmine is to do the Tellegio thing.
Irving Rosenfeld: Yes. It’s dangerous. It’s dangerous. We gotta get in there, we gotta get a wire in there, we gotta make him feel safe.
Sydney Prosser: There’s only one thing that could really fuck this up and that’s your wife.
Irving Rosenfeld: Yep.
[we see Rosalyn dropping Danny off at school and then being picked up by Pete, they go to a restaurant where they stare at each other holding hands]
Pete Musane: I don’t like your husband, you’re no good together. He doesn’t appreciate you. Hey, it happens. It happened to my marriage. That’s why I went to Miami. You know, sometimes you just gotta be tough. You gotta stand up and you gotta leave, you know? Sometimes you gotta let something die to let something live. You’re too beautiful to be unhappy.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: No. I mean, I don’t wanna bad mouth my husband, but just let me bad mouth my husband for a second. He just thinks that he knows everything, and he’s so full of shit. He’s such a liar. He thinks that I’m stupid, but I’m not stupid. I hear him on the phone arguing. He loves Carmine, but he hates that other guy. That curly headed IRS guy or whatever. Who’s carting around my husband’s ex-lover, that red headed whore!
Pete Musane: IRS?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Anyway, you can see that It drives him crazy.
Pete Musane: You said IRS. What IRS guy? What are you talking about?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I hear them on the phone. I think that he’s got Irving in some sort of bind or something, and he’s making him do all of this stuff. And so, Irving and Carmine, right now are at the Plaza Hotel, like throwing all this money away at like, congress or whatever. They’re giving money to congress or something. I don’t…I don’t really know, but I over heard it on the phone.
Pete Musane: I hate to do this to you. I gotta go talk to your husband. My boss, he’s already angry. You stay here, I’m gonna give you some money for a taxi home.
[he takes out a wad of cash from his jacket and gives it to Rosalyn]
Pete Musane: Have some dessert, finish the bottle of Prosecco. I’m sorry.
[he touches her face tenderly and she looks at him with sadness]
Pete Musane: You alright?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I don’t like change. It’s really hard for me. Sometimes I think that I’ll die before I change.
Pete Musane: Don’t say that.
[he kisses her]
Pete Musane: It’s gonna be okay. You gotta come with me to Miami.
[Pete gets up to leave]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Don’t hurt him too bad, he’s still Danny’s father.
[she watches him leave]
[as Pete goes to pick up Irving and Carmine, we see Rosalyn at home singing along to Paul McCartney’s “Live and Let Die” while she cleans the house]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: You know you did. You know you did. You know you did. But if this ever changin’ world in which we live in, makes you give in and cry. Say live and let die. Live and let die.
[we see Danny sitting on the couch watching Rosalyn as she sings along to the song]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Live and let die. Live and let die.
[she dances and cleans at the same time; later Rosalyn is sat in her room with Danny]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Life is ridiculous. And you know that I would never say anything bad about your father in front of you, but your father is a sick son of a bitch.
Danny Rosenfeld: Daddy’s a sick son of a bitch?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Don’t repeat that, but, yeah.
[Irving’s car squeals up onto the driveway and Irving enters the house, yelling]
Irving Rosenfeld: Rosalyn!
[he walks towards the bedroom where Rosalyn is sat with Danny]
Irving Rosenfeld: Rosalyn!
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: What?
Irving Rosenfeld: This is what’s wrong with our relationship. You know where I was recently?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: What are you talking about?
Irving Rosenfeld: I was in your boyfriend’s fucking car. Alright? I saw your nail polish.
[flashback showing Irving finding Rosalyn nail polish on the dashboard in Pete’s car]
Pete Musane: What’s this I hear about your curly haired friend working for the government?
Mayor Carmine Polito: What? Who said that?
Irving Rosenfeld: What are you talking about? That’s bullshit.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Who said that?
Irving Rosenfeld: That’s bullshit. That’s…
Pete Musane: Your fucking wife!
Mayor Carmine Polito: Rosalyn?
[back to the bedroom where Irving yells at Rosalyn]
Irving Rosenfeld: He put a fucking canvas bag over my head!
[back in Pete’s car when suddenly one the thugs in the back of the car places a bag over Irving head and points a gun at his head]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Hey! Hey! What the fuck?!
Pete Musane: Shut up. Shut the fuck up!
[back to Irving yelling at Rosalyn]
Irving Rosenfeld: Are you happy now? Because he is trying to kill me?!
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: What are you talking about?!
Irving Rosenfeld: What are you doing?! What do you think you’re doing?!
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Get out of here!
Irving Rosenfeld: Huh?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I’m not doing anything!
Irving Rosenfeld: Why are you talking so much? You’re gonna get us all killed!
[Irving goes over to a frightened looking Danny]
Irving Rosenfeld: Danny, come here buddy. Alright? Go draw a picture or something. Alright?
[he guides Danny towards the door]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: You are a sick son of a bitch for screaming at me like that in front of Danny.
[he let’s Danny leave the room]
Irving Rosenfeld: Alright, boy. Alright?
[he shuts the bedroom door and turns to Rosalyn]
Irving Rosenfeld: I’m a sick son of a bitch? You tried to get me fucking killed. I’m a sick son of a bitch? Oh, my God! You drive me so fucking crazy! What are you doing? You’re boyfriend, your fucking boyfriend will kill me, he will kill Danny, and he’ll kill you.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Stop talking like that!
Irving Rosenfeld: He’s a mobster, alright? That’s what you’re dealing with.
[Rosalyn starts crying and yelling]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Stop that! You’re fine! He wouldn’t have hurt you! But how do you think that I feel all day when you leave me alone? All day! And all I’ve ever wanted you to do is love me! That’s all I’ve ever wanted. I just wanted us to stay married and for you to love me.
[she puts her arms around his neck but Irving pushes her away]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: And that’s why I’m going to Miami!
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re not going to Miami.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: That’s why I’m going to Miami with Pete!
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re not going to Miami.
[Irving sees the clothes she was starting to pack on the bed and picks them up]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I’m going to Miami with Pete!
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re not going to Miami!
[he throws her clothes back into the closet]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I finally find somebody who loves me! Just like you’ve always wanted!
Irving Rosenfeld: It’s too fucking dangerous! Miami…not now! Too fucking dangerous!
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: He likes me just the way I am!
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re gonna stay normal, you’re gonna shut your fucking mouth!
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: You told me that you wanted me to find a nice quite man!
Irving Rosenfeld: Oh, what a doozy you picked? Oh, you hit that. He’s the most dangerous guy ever.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Well, what did you expect, Irving! I know everybody through you! Why can’t you just be happy for me?
[feeling agitated Irving drops his heart pills on the floor and struggles to pick them up]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Why are you taking your heart pill? Irving, what’s going on? Irving, take your pill.
[as Irving struggles to stand she helps him up]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: What kind of trouble are you in, Irving? What is going on? What’s happening?
[as he goes to speak he starts coughing]
Irving Rosenfeld: I got a plan.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: You got a plan? When did you get it?
Irving Rosenfeld: You know what? It really fucking came to me when I was inside of that canvas bag.
[back in Pete’s car Irving takes the canvas bag off his head]
Irving Rosenfeld: We got two million coming this week!
Mayor Carmine Polito: You see? Come on.
Pete Musane: You think this is a fucking down payment plan? That we’re a series of Chevrolet?
Irving Rosenfeld: You ask Victor if he wants two million this week. That’s real money. That’s…real money.
Pete Musane: Two million?
Irving Rosenfeld: Two million, this week.
Pete Musane: How?
Irving Rosenfeld: Wired in.
[we then see Pete strangling Irving with his own scarf before he lets Irving and Carmine out of the car]
[as Irving and Carmine watch Pete’s car driving away]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Is it true? Is it true what he said about your wife?
Irving Rosenfeld: That’s not true. That’s not…
Mayor Carmine Polito: About Rosalyn?
[back to Irving and Rosalyn talking in their bedroom]
Irving Rosenfeld: I can save all of us, and we can save money. I can take care of you…and Danny. Okay? But you gotta close your mouth.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I knew it. I have always said, Irving, that you are very very hard to motivate properly. And I knew that Pete was gonna go over there and knock some sense into your head. I’ve been reading this book, Irving. It’s by Wayne Dyer about the power of intention. And my intention in setting Pete over to you was so that you could come up with this plan. So, you’re welcome.
[Irving watches her as she lights up a cigarette]
Irving Rosenfeld: Okay. Thank you, Rosalyn. Thank you for the plan.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: You’re welcome.
Irving Rosenfeld: I appreciate that. So, uh…I think that we should be partners on this.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Yeah, I’m a good partner, almost better then Edith. You ever think about that? You ever think about how you might’ve under estimated me?
Irving Rosenfeld: So what is our plan? Tell me the plan. What are you gonna do?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I’m gonna keep my mouth shut and I’m not gonna say anything.
Irving Rosenfeld: That’s right.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: But what do I do if Pete calls me? What am I supposed say?
Irving Rosenfeld: You gotta stop talking about your government agencies and your IRS and your tax and your conspiracies and all of that. You’re gonna say how you were wrong, you were wrong about that, yes?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I’ll tell Pete that I was wrong, but you know that in real life I was right for saying that stuff, because that then spurred on the actions that made you come up with this plan. So, I will tell Pete.
Irving Rosenfeld: Okay.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: The power of intention, Irving. The power of intention. Thank you.
Irving Rosenfeld: Okay. Okay. You’re right.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Irv? Irv?
[she goes over to him]
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re so smart. Good job, Peaches.
[he goes to kiss her but Rosalyn stops him]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Irving. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, and you need to grow up. And you need to face the facts. And Ii think that both of us will be a lot happier if we get a divorce.
Irving Rosenfeld: Okay.
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Just think about it.
[she gives him a quick kiss on the mouth]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: These things are never easy.
[she pushes him gently away]
Irving Rosenfeld: Alright.
[Irving turns and goes to leave the room]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Irving?
[he looks at her]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Good luck with your plan.
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] Necessity truly is the mother of invention. The FBI was willing to wire the two million dollars if it meant taking down Tellegio and his entire organization.
[Irving, Richie and Sydney go to meet Tellegio]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] Mobster like Tellegio would never meet at the Plaza Hotel but only at the office of his attorney, Alfonse Simone.
[they enter Alfonse’s office and all three of them are body searched and patted down before they are allowed to see Alfonse]
Alfonse Simone: Hi, Alfonse Simone.
[he shakes hands with Sydney]
Sydney Prosser: Edith Greensley.
Alfonse Simone: Alfonse Simone.
[he shakes hands with Richie]
Richie DiMaso: Hi.
[then Irving shakes hands with him]
Irving Rosenfeld: Irving Rosenfeld.
Alfonse Simone: Please, have a seat. I appreciate the fact that you all came in person, but the trip was really unnecessary because this whole thing could’ve been done with a simple wire transfer. As a matter of fact this is the number of the wire right here.
[he pushes the piece of paper forwards on his desk towards the three of them]
Richie DiMaso: Where is Mr. Tellegio?
Alfonse Simone: Mr. Tellegio unfortunately was called out of town on business.
Richie DiMaso: Oh, that’s not good. You know, we were willing to come here today, in person, to Mr. Tellegio as a sign of respect to give two million dollars.
Alfonse Simone: I can assure you that I have the power of attorney…
Richie DiMaso: Excuse me, if you let me finish. We’re willing to give two million dollars today of the ten. But without Mr. Tellegio, here…
Irving Rosenfeld: We can’t…we can’t make that decision.
Richie DiMaso: We can’t do that?
[quietly to Richie]
Irving Rosenfeld: Because this is not the right time. This is not the right time. This is not good.
Sydney Prosser: You don’t have the authorization to make this kind of choice. So don’t be hasty, alright?
Irving Rosenfeld: I’m not being hasty. Just…let’s be smart about it. Alright? This is not how we do business.
Irving Rosenfeld: I’m sorry. I apologize, but it’s true.
Sydney Prosser: No, I think…
[Richie points to Irving to say he agrees with what he’s saying]
Sydney Prosser: I think you should hang in there, alright?
Richie DiMaso: For what? The guy is not here.
Irving Rosenfeld: He isn’t here.
Richie DiMaso: That’s it. No, I’m sorry, I can’t do it.
[Richie gets up to leave and Irving joins him]
Irving Rosenfeld: This is a surprise that…the Sheikh don’t like surprises.
Sydney Prosser: Don’t leave!
Irving Rosenfeld: Edith, this is not your decision to make. It’s not your decision to make.
Sydney Prosser: No, I understand, but maybe we can call the Sheikh.
Richie DiMaso: Come on, let’s go.
Sydney Prosser: Let’s call the Sheikh.
Irving Rosenfeld: It’s not the plan. It’s not the…
Richie DiMaso: No. Let’s…let’s…I’ll call the Sheikh. Yeah.
Richie DiMaso: Can I use your phone?
Alfonse Simone: Please do.
Richie DiMaso: Let’s see. I don’ know if he’s in, but I’ll call the Sheikh.
[Richie takes the phone]
Richie DiMaso: But before I do, I’d like to go over, specifically, what this money will be used for.
Alfonse Simone: Okay. What we will do is we guarantee all proper licenses and construction permits for any Hotel Casino that plans to open before the end of year.
[we see that this is all being filmed via the recording device attached to Sydney’s purse]
Alfonse Simone: And we’ll throw in the customary uh…privileges of protection.
Richie DiMaso: What if there’s obstacles? What will you do?
Alfonse Simone: Obstacles…we are prepared to overcome any obstacles.
Richie DiMaso: But this is a big enterprise.
Alfonse Simone: If we have to pay somebody off, we’ll pay somebody off. If we have to lean on somebody, intimidate somebody, we’ll intimidate somebody. We’re experienced, this is our business.
Richie DiMaso: That’s powerful stuff. Thank you.
Alfonse Simone: And I’ll tell you something else. At the end of this, we’ll teach you how to skim and how to cut it up and make some money on the side, because we invented skimming. We’ve been doing it for thirty years.
Richie DiMaso: Thank you. Thank you, for clarifying that.
Alfonse Simone: Okay.
Richie DiMaso: I’m very happy.
[Richie picks up the phone to make the call to the Sheikh]
Richie DiMaso: I think that’ll be okay for the Sheikh.
[Richie calls Amado at the wiring desk with Brenda at the FBI headquarters]
Anthony Amado: This is the Sheikh.
Richie DiMaso: Mr. Tellegio is not here. It’s just Mr. Alfonse Simone, his lawyer. Are we still okay to wire the money?
Anthony Amado: Simone can take the wire. What’s the number?
Richie DiMaso: Five-three-one.
[Amado writes the number down]
Anthony Amado: Five-three-one.
Richie DiMaso: Seven-eight-P.
Anthony Amado: Seven-eight-P.
Richie DiMaso: Seven-six.
Anthony Amado: Seven-six.
Brenda: The funds have transfered.
Anthony Amado: The funds have transfered.
[Amado hangs up the phone; back in Alfonse’s office]
Richie DiMaso: The money’s been wired.
Alfonse Simone: I think we have a deal.
Richie DiMaso: Yes, we do, sir.
Alfonse Simone: Pleasure doing business with you.
[Irving stand behind Sydney and pats her on the shoulder]
Richie DiMaso: Okay. Well, thank you very much, Mr. Simone.
Alfonse Simone: Well, thank you.
Richie DiMaso: The Sheikh’s very excited.
[Richie shakes hands with Alfonse]
Alfonse Simone: I’m sure we’ll be seeing each other.
Richie DiMaso: Oh, I’m…I’m sure that we’ll be seeing each other very soon.
Alfonse Simone: I’m looking forward to it.
Richie DiMaso: Yeah, so am I. You might even get sick of me.
[pointing to Irving and Sydney]
Richie DiMaso: Like these two.
Alfonse Simone: I don’t think I’ll get sick of you.
Sydney Prosser: Thank you very much.
[Richie opens the door and they start walking out of the office]
Alfonse Simone: Goodbye, nice meeting you.
[Irving looks back at Alfonse and gives him a nod before leaving the office]
[as they leave the office Richie smiles in excitement, then back at the FBI headquarters he enters Amado’s office where all his colleagues are waiting, including Stoddard, who does not look impressed, everyone in the office is excited and they shake Richie’s hand]
Richie DiMaso: It happened! Finally! Finally, we get someone in the bag. We get someone respect! Oh, oh, oh, oh! Wait, wait, wait, wait!
[they listen to the recording of Alfonse’s voice]
Alfonse Simone: If we have to pay somebody off, we’ll pay somebody off. If we have to lean on somebody, intimidate somebody, we’ll intimidate somebody.
[Richie yells at the same time]
Richie DiMaso: Intimidate!
[everyone in the office cheers, Richie goes over to Stoddard and tries kissing him then starts humping him, not finding this funny, Stoddard, gets up to leave, Richie smacks him on his ass before he walks out of the office, Richie laughs and makes fun of Stoddard]
[Irving and Sydney drive over Carmine’s house and park outside]
Irving Rosenfeld: Yeah, but I gotta do it.
[inside Carmine’s house]
Mayor Carmine Polito: What do you mean, there’s no Sheikh? What does that mean? There’s no Sheikh?
Irving Rosenfeld: I wanna face you like a man because I wanna be real about it. Alright?
Mayor Carmine Polito: Who’s they? Who is they?
Irving Rosenfeld: They is the feds.
Mayor Carmine Polito: The feds?
Irving Rosenfeld: Yeah.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Irving…look, I’m a good person.
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re a good person.
Mayor Carmine Polito: I’ve been doing this for a long time, for twenty years. Do you think I would’ve taken that money if it wasn’t the right thing to do?
Irving Rosenfeld: Hey, look…
Mayor Carmine Polito: Huh?
Irving Rosenfeld: You’re a good person, I know that. But in all honesty…
Mayor Carmine Polito: You said that was the only way, Irv. You…you chased me, do you remember?
Irving Rosenfeld: They fucking made me do it. What’s a guy to do, they had Syd in jail.
Mayor Carmine Polito: No, no. You made me go back to the plaza to take that money, you piece of shit! I was gone!
Irving Rosenfeld: I know, I know.
Mayor Carmine Polito: You fucking prick!
[he starts hitting Irving]
Irving Rosenfeld: I know.
Mayor Carmine Polito: You motherfucker! You fucking chased me, you piece of shit!
Dolly Polito: Carmine?
Mayor Carmine Polito: I was gone! I left!
[Dolly enters the room looking worried]
Dolly Polito: Everything alright?
Mayor Carmine Polito: Please, Dolly. Just go upstairs.
Dolly Polito: Alright, alright, alright, alright…
Mayor Carmine Polito: Just take the kid and go upstairs, please.
Dolly Polito: Alright. Alright, I’ll go upstairs.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Please, just go.
Dolly Polito: Yeah, of course.
[he pushes her out of the room]
Dolly Polito: Of course.
Irving Rosenfeld: I’m gonna make this right. I came here because I wanna make it right.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Look at my face. You tell me that I’m lying to you when I say that everything I do is for the good of the people of New Jersey. Everything I do is for them. Am I lying to you?
Irving Rosenfeld: I never had a friend like you before.
Mayor Carmine Polito: I used that money for that Goddamn casino.
Irving Rosenfeld: I got some fucking leverage, alright? I can help you out.
Mayor Carmine Polito: This is all shit. This is all bullshit. Look at this thing. Look at this.
[he picks up the knife that the Sheikh had given him]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Ceremonial fucking knife. What is this, bullshit? Some toy?
[Carmine throws the knife down]
Irving Rosenfeld: Carmine, Syd and I got a plan for you.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Get out.
Irving Rosenfeld: We can help you out.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Please get out of my house, Irving. Will you please leave! I’m asking you nicely, please leave. Get out of my house, go!
[he opens the front door, Dolly joins him in the hallway]
Dolly Polito: Get out of our house!
Irving Rosenfeld: I don’t wanna… Oh, fuck! I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
[Carmine’s kids watch from the staircase, Irving begins to cry as he looks at them]
Irving Rosenfeld: I didn’t mean for this to happen.
Mayor Carmine Polito: You break my motherfucking heart. Irving, not in front of my family.
[Dolly goes over to the kids]
Dolly Polito: Go up to the bedroom.
[pointing to his family]
Mayor Carmine Polito: This is what matters to me most and you’re crushing that. You’re gonna take me away from them?
Irving Rosenfeld: I didn’t want this to happen ever.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Fucking son of a bitch!
[suddenly Carmine punches Irving in the face]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Get the fuck out!
[he starts hitting and kicking Irving]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Fucking son of a bitch!
Carmine’s Son: Dad, stop!
[Irving holds his hand up in tears]
Irving Rosenfeld: I just wanted to make it right.
Mayor Carmine Polito: Just get out of my house. Look what you made me do. Please go!
[Irving gets up]
Irving Rosenfeld: I’m sorry, Carmine.
[Dolly starts to cry]
Dolly Polito: Oh, my God!
Irving Rosenfeld: Dolly, I’m so sorry.
Dolly Polito: Get out of here!
Irving Rosenfeld: I wanted to make it right.
Dolly Polito: Get out!
[Carmine pushes Irving out of the door]
Mayor Carmine Polito: Please go. Please leave. Please leave.
[Carmine shuts the door in Irving’s face, Dolly slumps down by the staircase crying]
Dolly Polito: Oh, God. No, Carmine, what’s happening?
[Sydney, who’s sat outside in the car waiting, hears Dolly crying]
Dolly Polito: No. No. Oh, my God! No! No!
[Sydney watches Irving walk down the front steps of Carmine’s house looking shaky]
Irving Rosenfeld: Oh, fuck.
[Irving collapses on the pavement]
Sydney Prosser: Irving!
[she gets out of the car and rushes over to help him]
Sydney Prosser: Irving, are you alright? Where are your heart pills? Where are your heart pills?
Irving Rosenfeld: In my pocket, inside.
[Sydney gets the pills out and gives him one]
Sydney Prosser: Here. There you go. Are you alright? Okay, come on.
[she helps him stand]
Sydney Prosser: Come on. Come on, just walk.
[she helps him walk over to the car]
Sydney Prosser: Okay?
[Irving sits inside the car]
Irving Rosenfeld: I gotta lie down.
Sydney Prosser: Okay, just rest.
[she sits next to him and they both lie back in the front seat of the car, Sydney takes Irving’s glasses off his face and kisses his hand tenderly, he touches her face]
Sydney Prosser: You ready?
Irving Rosenfeld: Yeah.
[Irving and Sydney enter Amado’s office where Amado, Richie and Stoddard are all standing waiting for them]
Anthony Amado: Please, come in, sit down.
[Irving and Sydney takes the seats opposite Amado’s desk]
Anthony Amado: You know where the two million dollars is?
Irving Rosenfeld: Two million?
Anthony Amado: Yeah.
Irving Rosenfeld: It’s with uh…Victor Tellegio and Alfonse Simone.
Anthony Amado: No, actually, it’s not with Victor Tellegio or Alfonse Simone.
Richie DiMaso: He fucking knows about it.
Anthony Amado: It’s gone missing. Did you know that?
Irving Rosenfeld: No, I know nothing about that. Where’s it gone?
Anthony Amado: Well, that’s interesting that you say that because while you were on your way over here we got an uh…anonymous phone call from someone who said that, in exchange for immunity for the two of you and a reduced sentence for Carmine Polito we get our two million dollars back.
Irving Rosenfeld: That’s interesting. That’s very interesting. I have no idea.
Anthony Amado: No idea? No idea why?
Irving Rosenfeld: No idea what you’re talking about.
Anthony Amado: I get it. I understand how these deals are made, right? See, someone has leverage.
Richie DiMaso: Anthony, fuck them. Fuck them, it’s over!
Irving Rosenfeld: I don’t think so.
Richie DiMaso: We got them for wire fraud. It’s over, you’re done! You’re both done. You’re done!
Irving Rosenfeld: I don’t think so, I don’t think so.
Richie DiMaso: Oh, you don’t think so?
Irving Rosenfeld: Richard, you requested the two million and you gave Brenda the account number.
Richie DiMaso: No, no, no.
Irving Rosenfeld: We didn’t…we didn’t do any of that. None of it. How do we know that you don’t have the money?
Richie DiMaso: Am I living in a fucking nightmare right now?
Irving Rosenfeld: I find this a little offensive.
Richie DiMaso: I fu…
Irving Rosenfeld: Really, I find this a little offensive. And…and I don’t see that you got any sort of case here…
Richie DiMaso: Don’t let them get into your head.
Richie DiMaso: Listen to me, listen to me. We’re dealing with a very clever individual. Don’t let him…
Irving Rosenfeld: Richard. Richard. Think about it, alright? You had some big arrests. Yeah, U.S. congressmen. You’ll look good. You’re gonna be all over the news. You know what doesn’t look good? A story about gross incompetence.
[we see flashback to Richie walking into Alfonse’s office holding his badge up]
Richie DiMaso: I have a warrant for…
[he notices that’s Alfonse is not there]
Richie DiMaso: Sorry, do I have the wrong office?
[he looks at the number on the door]
Richie DiMaso: This seven-o-one? Alfonse Simone?
Divorce Lawyer: This is seven-o-one. My name is Roger Thickpad, I’ve had this office for twenty-five years. I’m a divorce attorney.
[back in Amado’s office]
Sydney Prosser: You lost two million dollars of taxpayer money because you were confused about the location and the identity of Victor Tellegio’s attorney?
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] The role of Tellegio’s attorney, Alfonse Simone was played by our friend, Ed Malone, the cold cut king of Long Island, whose party we were at when Sydney and I first met.
[we see flashback to Ed Malone’s party where Irving and Sydney first met, then we see that Malone is the same guy that met them in the office acting as Tellegio’s attorney]
Alfonse Simone: Alfonse Simone.
Sydney Prosser: People believe what they wanna believe, Richie.
Richie DiMaso: No, because you conned me. That’s why. Because you both fucking conned…you got on to me. You did.
Irving Rosenfeld: No, that-that-that….that uh…that doesn’t sound so good either, right there. You know what I mean? Now I don’t know what you’re talking about, but let’s just assume you wanna go with that story. Really? That’s the story you wanna go with? Alright? That’s what you want the New York Times to hear?
Irving Rosenfeld: That you got conned by the very con men who you forced to entrap the members of congress in the first place. That’s what you wanna go with? That doesn’t sound so good for your whole thing, does it? And how ironic, that the ones who’re working hardest to get the economy of New Jersey’s going, those are the ones you round up. And why? Why? Because what? They’re the easiest to go after? And what about the real bullshit artists? You didn’t even come close to the big leagues. Those big guys, the money men.
Richie DiMaso: That’s what I was trying to go after.
Irving Rosenfeld: I’m sorry to tell you, you got none of ’em.
[there’s a moment’s pause as Richie takes this all in]
Stoddard Thorsen: You know Richie, I think uh…we may call you as a witness, but otherwise you’re done. I…I think you better go home.
Richie DiMaso: Stoddard.
Stoddard Thorsen: Go on home, Richard.
[Richie leaves the building and start crying as he walks out]
[we see the different congressmen involved in the bribery being arrested]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] We took down some very big guys, for some whom they were just doing business as usual helping their community or their states. Bur some of them knew, they had larceny in their blood. They even admitted it. But in all were six congressmen, one United States Senator, and my friend Carmine Polito.
[we see Carmine being arrested at his home with Dolly watching as she cries]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] We gave the two million back so Carmine got the reduced sentence, eighteen months. The loss of his friendship would haunt me for the rest of my life.
[we see Stoddard and Amado meeting the press with Richie standing behind the press looking disheveled and distraught]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] When the story was written Richard DiMaso’s name was never mentioned.
[we see Irving and Sydney picking up Danny at his school]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] Syd and I, we moved in together. Rosalyn…
[we also see Rosalyn outside Danny’s school wearing a neck brace, she turns to face Irving]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: The car is a little dinged up, I’m a little stiff, but whatever. I don’t wanna talk about it.
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] She would always be interesting.
[last lines; Irving helps Rosalyn get into Pete’s car]
Pete Musane: You know, my boss knows you did him a solid.
Irving Rosenfeld: Yes, I did. He never took a nickel, so they can’t get him for nothing. I was never gonna let that happen.
[Irving turns to leave]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: Irv?
[she takes a nail polish out of her purse and puts it in Irving’s hand]
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I’m done with that nail finish. By for now, I’ll see you next weekend.
[Irving nods as he watches them leave, we Sydney with Danny being motherly to him]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] Our conning days were behind us. You could fool yourself for just so long, and then your next re-invention better have your damn feet on the ground.
[Irving throws Rosalyn nail polish into the bin as he joins Sydney and Danny and they walk home together, we then see Irving and Sydney getting a loan from a bank]
Irving Rosenfeld: [voice over] We got a loan from a bank and were able to go gallery legitimate. The art of survival is a story that never ends.
[we see Sydney putting Duke Ellington on the record player and staring seductively at Irving]