he's with and who he's close to,
they're all the top dogs now.
It's just not a problem we anticipated.
We have got to pull him out.
You have got to talk to him.
He'll listen to you.
You think so?
He was here a week ago.
He snuck into the house after I was asleep.
And he didn't even wake me up,
didn't even say hello to me.
He came to get his sport coat.
-Let's take a walk.
-All right.
Left, what are we doing?
We're gonna walk and talk.
We got too many eyes around here.
Here it is, Donnie.
Sonny Red's kid, Bruno. He's disappeared.
Now, as long as he's on the loose,
ain't none of us safe.
-Right?
-Yeah.
You got no idea where the guy is?
He's got a nickel-a-day coke habit.
He's gonna turn up somewhere.
Anyway, we got the contract.
Now, this thing gets done right,
when the books open up,
I'm proposing you for membership.
-You know what that means?
-Yeah.
Yeah? What?
-lt means I can't fuck it up.
-You read my mind.
-You read my mind. You can't fuck it up.
-No, I won't fuck it up.
You're gonna be a made guy, Donnie.
Capisce?
Yeah. All right.
Yeah. All right.
Come on. Let's go back inside!
-Left.
-Yeah, what?
What? I'm freezing here!
You know that boat you used to have,
that Bertram?
-Boat? What about it?
-Yeah, boat.
How much is it? A boat like that?
How much? What do you think?
You could get a sports fisherman
for maybe 300, used.
Why are you asking me
about boats, Donnie?
I was just wondering.
I was curious, you know.
-You're curious about boats?
-Yeah.
It's 10 degrees out here. I'm freezing.
You're asking me about boats,
after what we just said?
You losing your marbles on me or what?
-No, I'm all right.
-So don't ask questions like that.
-That's crazy, okay?
-Yeah.
You hit this cocksucker,
and you leave him in the street. Come on.
-You want to tell me what's going on?
-Nothing. Go back to bed.
I'm looking for something, all right?
I'll be right in.
That's not gonna work anymore.
Where is it?
There's $300,000 in that bag.
How do you know what's in that bag?
I counted it.
-Yeah?
-Yeah.
-You counted it?
-Yeah.
What do you mean, you counted it?
It's none of your business.
Not my business? It's in my house.
Who'd ever believe it wasn't my business?
I want that fucking bag, Maggie.
FBl men do not walk around
with $300,000 in a bag.
-Joe, you could go to jail for this.
-Shut the fuck up. Nobody's going to jail.
Did you think about your children
for a second?
-You have no idea what you're talking about.
-I don't?
-The bag belongs to somebody else.
-Does it? Who?
-Whose bag is it, Joe?
-One of my best... Just some fucked-up guy.
-A fucked-up guy needs $300,000?
-Yeah, right. Where's the goddamn bag?
You're becoming like them, you know that?
Did you ever once ask yourself
how I make it through my days?
I pretend I'm a widow
with medals and scrapbooks and memories.
I pretend you're dead.
That's how my life makes sense to me.
Just go away. Stay away.
God, why do you hate me
when I love you so much?
You think I hate you?
I don't hate you.
This job is eating me alive.
I can't breathe anymore.
And if I come out, this guy Lefty dies.
They're gonna kill him,
because he vouched for me,
because he stood up for me.
I live with that every day.
That's the same thing as if I put the bullet
in his head myself, you understand?
I spent all these years
trying to be the good guy.
You know, the man in the white fucking hat.
For what?
For nothing.
I'm not becoming like them, Maggie.
I am them.
Left? Donnie.
Donnie? Where you been?
Yeah, look...
-I gotta see you.
-You're right, you gotta see me.
-We found Sonny Red's kid.
-Bruno?
Yeah, he's on a boat on Staten Island.
-I'll pick you up.
-We don't have time, Donnie.
-You meet me there.
-Okay.
Bruno's here. He's down the end of the pier.
We'll wait here a minute
while he has his drink.
Let him get a little sleepy.
-I'm getting a little sleepy myself.
-How's his boat?