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Writer(s) : Paul Attanasio

Genres : Crime, Drama, Thriller

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        DONNIE BRASCO

               by
        Paul Attanasio


Based on the book, "Donnie Brasco,"
by Joseph D. Pistone with Richard
Woodley




                           REVISED DRAFT
                           July 27, 1992

1   EXT. DAY.    WASHINGTON, D.C.
    An AERIAL VIEW of the nation's capital, MOVING IN on the stolid
    limestone box of FBI HEADQUARTERS. Supered below:
                FBI HEADQUARTERS.   WASHINGTON,
                D.C. 1981.
                                                  CUT TO:

2   INT. DAY.    FBI HEADQUARTERS
    A spacious corner OFFICE. American flag, FBI seal, and a plush
    c arpet-- Fed eral blue .
    CLENDON HOGUE, 40s, barrel chest, shrewd eyes over half-moon glasses,
    PRESIDES behind a vast desk. The impressive mien of earned
    authority. Before him:
    JULES BONOVOLONTA, late 40s, Green Beret veteran, SUPERVISOR, 140
    pounds of pugnacity and gristle. Ex-street agent cramped by
    headquarters.
    PAT MARSHALL, late 30s, a CASE AGENT, compulsively organized, with
    haunted choirboy's eyes.
    CLARENCE LEBOW, early 40s. Assistant SECTION CHIEF. Brooks
    Brothers, heavy starch.
                          LEBOW
                It's going down tonight.
                          JULES
                Says who? A fucking wire.
                           LEBOW
                A reliable wire.
                           JULES
                A fiction writer.
    Hogue peruses SURVEILLANCE PHOTOS of Sonny Red and Sonny Black. Then
    reads the INFORMANT'S REPORT.
                          MARSHALL
                is that the 209, sir?
                          LEBOW
                There's going to be a war between
                Sonny Red and Sonny Black--it's
                all over the streets.
                           JULES
                Clarence, you couldn't find the
                streets with an asphalt detector.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                               2.

2   CONTINUED:
                            MARSHALL
                 Sonny Black goes, everyone with
                 him goes.
                            JULES
                 That's doesn't mean it's tonight.
                            LEBOW
                 Even if it's not tonight--and I ' m
                 not saying it's not tonight--it
                 could still be tonight because it
                 could be any night.
                        JULES
             Fuck you, Clarence.
                        LEBOW
             Heyl I'm a Mormon 1
                       HOGUE
             You have some objection to these
             guys killing each other?       .
                           MARSHALL
             It's just that--one of them's one
             of us.
                       HOGUE
             An informant?
                       JULES
             An agent. Undercover.
                        HOGUE
             Then why are you depending on an
             informant? What does the agent
             say?
                   (off awkward looks)
             When's the last time you spoke to
             him?
                        JULES
             Three weeks.
                        MARSHALL
             Three weeks and two days.
                        HOGUE
             He checks in every three weeks?
                           MARSHALL
             He checks in when he checks in,
             sir.
                        JULES
             We had to make up the rules as we
             went along--
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                 3.

2   CONTINUED:    (2)
                           HOGUE
                 My predecessor started this?
                            JULES
                 His predecessor.
                            LEBOW
                 It's been five years.
                           MARSHALL
                 Five years and three months.
                              JULES
                 I am   not gonna blow a chance to
                 cripp  le the entire fucking Mafia
                 just   because some fucking empty
                 suit   in Blue Carpet Land--
                               LEBOW
                 I am so sick of your superior New
                 Y or k a tt it ud e--
                               JULES
                 --thinks there's gonna be a
                 Shootout tonight after the
                 fucking tarantella.
                              LEBOW
                 You're going to risk a man's life
                 just to make cases.
                            JULES
                       (right back)
                 Making those cases is his life.
                            HOGUE
                 And how many cases do we have?
                            MARSHALL
                       (guessing)
                 A hundred, two hundred...
                              HOGUE
                 Which one?
                              JUL ES
                 The truth is we don't know.
                              HOGUE
                 Let me get this straight. Nobody
                 knows where he is. Nobody's
                 spoken to him. He's been
                 undercover five years. He might
                 very well get killed tonight--at
                 a fucking wedding-- not because
                 he's one of us. but because he's
                 one of t;hem.                         -
                             (more)
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                   4-
2   CONTINUED:        (3)
                               HOGUE (Cont'd)
                     I've been on the job one fucking
                     wee k. An d it' s my fuck ing
                     decision? How the hell did this
                     happen?
    Awkward looks and foot shuffling all around.
                               MARSHALL
                     What time's the wedding?
                               LEBOW
                     Eight o'clock tonight.
    THE CLOCK                                   .
    on the wall reads *9:36."
                               HOGUE
                     Who is this fucking guy?
                                                    DISSOLVE TO:

3   INT. NIGHT.         BAR--WASHINGTON (1975)
    C L OS E ON --
    JOE PISTONE, 30s, athlete's build, body languid with a killer's
    confidence. Eyes dead as a shark's. He chafes at his rep-striped
    tie and off-the-rack suit.
    WIDER
    LeBow, Marshall, and two other SUITS around the table. Jules
    delivers a TOAST. Supered below:
                 BLACKIE'S.      WASHINGTON, D.C.
                 1975.
                               JULES
              ...And so, Joe, we wish you bon
              voyage with this farewell drink.
              We'd give you a farewell dinner -
              but why spend all that money when
              you'll just come crawling back to
              your old desk?
    Laughter around the table. The CLINK of glasses...
                               LEBOW
                 I would love to know how you sold
                 them on this.
                               DONNIE
                 I told them I wanted to get far
                 away from you, Clarence, They
                 got it instantly.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                  5.

3   CONTINUED:
                            LEBOW
                 We've had our best guys on this
                 s ince, wha t, Va lachi ? Twe nty
                 years?
                            MARSHALL
                 W ho knows? We never tried
                 anything like this.
                            LEBOW
                 What does that tell you?
                           MARSHALL
                 The Director thought it would be
                 too corrupting.
                           JULES
                 Then maybe I should do it. I'm
                 in a mood to be corrupted.
                            LEBOW
                 You know what these people are
                 l ike. They 're a ll ma rried to
                 each other's cousin.
                            JULES
                       (shrugs)
                 It's six months.
                           MARSHALL
                 I think it's great. Undercover's
                 a new area. Get in on the ground
                 floor.
                           LEBOW
                 It's a wild goose chase. I'm
                 saying this as a friend.
                           JOE
              What do I know? I'm just a dumb
              guinea.
                         LEBOW
              Don't talk that way, Joe.
                    (beat)
              Because, you know, you are just
              a dumb guinea.
    LAUGHTER from the group. Joe doesn't know whether to join in or
    punch somebody. Jules hands him a large beribboned BOX.
                         JULES
              Here you go, Joe.
    Joe opens the box. A wide-brimmed Al Capone FEDORA. Uproarious
    laughter from the group.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                      6.

3   C O NT I NU E D:    (2)
                                  LEBOW
                       If you already have one, you can
                       return it.
                                    JULES
                       Put it onl
    Against his will, Joe puts on the hat. More laughter from the group.
                                                        CUT TO:

4   EXT. DAY.           SUBURBS
    Three exuberant TOMBOYS play football on the front lawn of a modest
    split-level home: TERRY, 13, rebel in a hurry; KERRY, 10, the good
    girl; and SHERRY, 8, the baby.
    Terry hikes the ball, drops back to throw...
    A PASS
    spirals up into the air...where it's INTERCEPTED by Joe, who appears
    out of nowhere.
                                 SHERRY
                       Daddy, Daddy1
    Joe feints, tries to dodge the girls...Then sidesteps...
                         JOE
              I ' m out of bounds. Stopl This--
              look-- this is out of bounds 1
    They tackle him anyway. Grab his legs till he TOPPLES in a laughing
    heap.
    MAGGIE PISTONE, a pretty, strong-willed blonde in her 30s, emerges at
    th e f ront do or. SM ILE S at th e s cen e. Then FR OWN S a s s he r eal ize s--
                                                        CUT TOr

5   INT. LATER.           LAUNDRY ROOM
    Joe stands in his suit jacket and boxer shorts while Maggie tries to
    remove the GRASS STAINS on the pants knees.
                         MAGGIE
               I swear to God, Joe, I have to
              spray you with Scotchgard every
              morning.
    Joe embraces her from behind.
                                  JOE
                       W hat am I s upposed t o do? Terr y -
                       tackles like her mother.
                                                        (CONTINUED)

                                                                                    7.


5      CONTINUED:

    He gropes      at her.            She moves his     hands off...

                              MAGGIE
                   Illegal holding.

    Hi s   hands       go back to groping.            She smacks them. ...

                              JOE
                   Roughing the passer.

                              MA GGIE
                   I suppose I should be grateful
                   tha t it's not blood stains, or
                   pow der burns. Like the old days.

                               JOE
                   I got some good news today.
                   We're going back to Jerse y.

                              MAGGIE
                   You're kidding1   You got
                   transferred?

                               JOE
                   Th e kids can see their
                   grandparents.    Plus it' s              GS-13.
                   That's two thousand more.

                                       MAGGIE
                   My Godl            When did this all
                   ha ppen?                 -

                                       J OE
                   Just today.

                               MAGGIE
                   What aren't you telling me?

                                       JOE
                   Nothing.

                                       MA GGIE
                   I    k   now    enough about the Bureau
                   t   ha   t no   thing happens th is
                   q   ui   ckly   , Joe.     Especi ally if it
                   i   nv   olve   s a raise.

                                JO E
                   Remember that guy          I me   t at
                   Qu antico, that su         perv   isor?
                   Berada?    Be asked         for    me.    Safe
                   an d Hijackings, i         n Ne   w York.

                                       MAGGIE
                   But this i         s a desk job, right?
                         (bea         t)
                   I thought          we agreed about you
                   going back          on the street again.

                                                                     (CO NTINUED)

                                                                    8.


                   (2)
5   CONTINUED:

                         JOE
            This is different.          It' s
            u ndercover.

                       MAGGIE
            What does that mean,      undercover?

                          JOE
            Undercover.     You know,
            undercover.

                        MAGGIE
            Will you come home at night ?

                        JOE
            It's   a good opportunit y.

                       M AGGIE
            Undercover in what?

                        JOE
            An FBI wife doesn't ask,       Maggie.

                        MAGGIE
            Will you be home on the we ekends?

                        J 9E
            It's   just six months.

                        MAGGIE
            Y ou waited till this was all
            decided.    You never asked me--you
            k new what I was going to say.
            What do you want from m e, Joe?

                       JOE
            I want you to say,    'It's okay'.
            'It's great'.

                       MA GGIE
            You finally got to headqu arter?
            and now you're going back on the
            street.

                         JOE
            Don't you understand?    I b uy a
            Brooks Brothers suit but th ere's
            al ways a button that comes off or
            a stain that won't come out ---it's
            li ke the suit knows I don't
            belong in it.    I sit in a room
            w ith Clarence and the rest of
            them and the only way I know
            something's funny is when
            everyone else laughs.
            Everything, all day, it' s just
            (gestures) this much off.

                                                     ( CONTINUED)

                                                                             9.


5      CONTINUED:         ( 3)

                            MA GGIE
                You 're as smart as they are.

                                JOE
                I    could be a fucking Ph.D. from
                Ha   r vard and it wouldn't matter--
                I    cannot win.    To do something
                th   at's never been done, that they
                sa   y can't be done, that they
                ca   n't do-- don't you see?   That's
                th   e only way I'm ever gonna fit
                in     with them.   On my terms.

    She looks at him.    Smile s.        She loves him for who he is,   as
    frustrating as that can be.         She embraces, ki sses him.

                           M AGGIE
                Well, at least you warned me.
                Re member?    'Maggie, if you marry
                me...

                             JOE
                       (unison)
                ...you're in for a big
                ad venture.'

    They kiss again.       And ki ss.   Joe kicks the door to the laundry room
    SHUT behind him.

                                                       CUT TO:

    MONTAGE           .                                                           .

    --Present day.  The CLOCK a t FBI headquarters:       10:07.   Hogue RIPS
    through the case file.   A LETTER addressed to         the Director of the
    FBI:

                           BERADA (V.O.)
               'To Director: Surveillance and
               inf ormant contacts to date have
               been negative...'

    --Jo e is ushered through the fluorescent-lit warren that is the
    BULLPEN of the New York FBI office.     Shakes hands with GUY BERADA,
    50s , a Bronx bull with an unlit cigar.

                           BE RADA (V.O.)
               '. ..regarding being able to
               pe netrate the conveyance of
               stolen property by La Cos a
               Nostra...'

    --Joe lines up at the DMV.   FLASH1--his photo for a driver's license.
    Now he's DONNIE BRASCO.    The name types out:

                                                        (CO NTINUED)

                                                               10.

                  (4)
5   CONTINUED:
    D-0-N-A-L-D B-R-A-S-C-O
                              BERADA (V.O.)
                 ...UC A Joseph D . Piston�
                 utilizing the name 'Donnie
                 Brasco'. . .
    --An FBI COMPUTER prints out a "yellow sheet" of his prior arrests
    fo r b urgl ary -- " a.k .a. DON TH E J EWE LER "...
    --In the jewelry district, a HASIDIC JEW tutors Donnie, who looks at
    a diamond through a loupe. . . Donnie surveys a small APARTMENT with a
    REALTOR...Donnie opens a BANK ACCOUNT. . .
    BACK TO PRESENT DAY
    --Hogue reads down the BUDGET for the operation...
                 Apartment.... $491.60
                 Furniture..... 90.30
                 Utilities..... 35.00 Rental
                 car.... 220.00 Spending money
                 800.00
                           BERADA (V.O.)
                 '...This would be accomplished by
                 UCA frequenting locations listed
                 below and attempting to engage in
                 conversation and do business with
                 said fences...'
    FLASH BACK
    --Donnie sits in Carmelo's drinking club soda and watching
    basketball. At the other end of the bar, twoTOUGH GUYS play
    BACKGAMMON...DISSOLVE to another night, another game, another
    barstool--CLOSER to the Tough Guys...On the backgammon board, as the
    pieces move closer to the goal...DISSOLVE to another night, as Donnie
    moves closer to the game...On the board again, as the pieces move
    closer...DISSOLVE to another night, as Donnie moves closer...And
    another...On the board, as the pieces move closer, and the hand
    moving them...belongs to Donnie.
    --Donnie enters his apartment, sparsely furnished with a bed, TV,
    weight bench and weights. . . Gets on the phone...
    STEVE BURSEY, 30s, Donnie's wiry and wild-eyed CONTACT AGENT, on the
    "hello phone" at the FBI office in New Yorfc.
                         BURSEY
                    (to phone)
              Hello?
    CROSSCUTTING
    Donnie at a PAY PHONE.
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                1.
                                                                 1
                  (5)
5   CONTINUED:
                           DONNIE (O.C.)
                 Is this Bursey?
    Bursey cradles the phone on his shoulder, TYPES...
                           BURSEY (V.O.)
                 To the file: Contact with UCA on
                 July 7, 1976...
    BACK TO PRESENT DAY
    --Hogue reviews SURVEILLANCE PHOTOS of Donnie in Carmelo's...In the
    Rainbow Room.
                           BURSEY (V.O.)
                 ...UCA reported no significant
                 contacts. . .
    FLASH BACK
    --Donnie in Separate Tables, a restaurant on Third Avenue...
                            BURSEY (V.O.)
               . . . n o significant contacts...
    --Donnie wanders the aisles at a drug store, searching for a GREETING
    CARD. Selects one. MATCH CUT to Maggie opening the same card.
    Inside it reads, "MISS YOU, LOVE,"--and NO SIGNATURE.
    --A TRUCK HIJACKING takes place on an access road to Kennedy Airport.
    In a choreographed ballet, the DRIVER gives up the keys to a crew of
    TOUGH GUYS...Then Donnie and VINNIE THE FENCE help unload cartons of
    PERFUME from the truck...
                           BURSEY (V.O.)
               ...UCA purchased two dozen
               cartons Yves St. Laurent 'Eau My
               Sin' perfume...
    --Donnie plays backgammon at Carmello's...On the board, as the pieces
    move CLOSER...Vinnie introduces him to JILLY GRECA, a tough-looking
    WISEGUY in his late 40s.
                           BURSEY (V.O.)
                 ...UCA was introduced to Giuliano
                 Gr eca , a. k.a . J ill y.. .
    --Donnie opens a carton of WATCHES. . .
                           DONNIE
              These go for 80 apiece. My end's
              20.
                           BURSEY (V.O.)
              ...UCA sold 50 Pateau Mitsu Boshi
              Boeki digital watches. . .
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                   12.

5   CONTINUED:    (6)
    He hands them to...Jilly. Who inspects them. Takes the carton.
    Peels off bills to Donnie.
    BACK TO PRESENT
    --Hogue, with headphones on, stubs out a cigarette...
    FLASH BACK
    --Donnie sits in Hippopotamus...Casa Bella...An after hours
    joint...The pieces on the backgammon board as they move
    CLOSER...Donnie collapses heavily on his bed, amidst the spare
    furnishings of his apartment...
                            BURSEY (V.O.)
                 . . . UCA reported no significant
                 contacts. . .
    BACK TO PRESENT
    �--Hogue opens a BUDGET FOLDER...
                            BERADA (V.O.)
                 ,New York office requests an
                  extension of six months due to...
    FLASH BACK
    --Donnie and Berada at a booth in the Cockeyed Clam, a manila FILE
    between them.
                            BERADA
                 I got you another six months. I
                 told them it takes time.
                           DONNIE
                 Same budget?
                            BERADA
                 Same budget. Look, Joe, not that
                 I don't see any movement, but--do
                 you see any movement? I got my
                 neck out on this.
                            DONNIE
                 Whatever it takes, I'm gonna get
                 these bastards.
                            BERADA
              Do me a favor. Just get one
              bastard.
    Donnie READS from the file.
                              DONNIE
                        (frustrated)
                 ' . . . n o significant contacts...'   '
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                         13.

5   CONTINUED:    (7)
                             BERADA
                 One other thing. You know how it
                 is with the ' B ' . They saw some
                 of the surveillance pictures...
                             DONNIE
                 What?
                             BERADA
                 They want you to shave the
                 mo ust ache .    .
                              DONNIE
                 I ' m undercover 1
                             BERADA
                 You're still in the FBI. That's
                 the rules.
                                                     CUT TO:

6   INT. DAY.     CASA BELLA
    WI NTE R--fo g o n t he win dows . D ISC O p lay s on th e j uke box . Dr ink ing
    DEMITASSE in the late afternoon:
    BENJAMIN "LEFTY" RUGGIERO, early 50s, gaunt and raspy-voiced,
    SWITCHED-ON with nerves, testy and restless. He lights up an English
    Oval.                  �
    Sitting around him:
    DOMINIC "SONNY BLACK* NAPOLITANO, middle 40s. Fireplug muscles, dyed
    black hair. Sle epy as a l ion after a big mea l. Don't f uck with the
    lion.
    NICHOLAS "NICKY" SANTORA, late 30s, teddy bear paunch. Plays the
    fool.
    JOHN -BOOBIE" CERASANI, early 40s, gun-metal hard. All business.
    Nobody's fool. Supered below:
                 CASA BELLA RESTAURANT.       LITTLE
                 ITALY. 1976.
                            LEFTY
                 You can't say to me a Lincoln is
                 better than a Cadillac.
                           NICKY
                 It's the better automobile, no
                 question. Head and shoulders.
                            LEFTY
                 Geddadaheah. Geddadaheah before
                 you make me mad.
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                                   1.
                                                                   4

6   CONTINUED:
                                 SONNY
                    Lefty, how you gonna be mad at
                    Nicky?
                                 LEFTY
                    I ain't mad at him. I'm mad at
                    his stupidity.
    AT THE BAR
    A man sits, unfolds a newspape r. The ba rtender lo oks up--it' s
    Donnie.
                                 DONNIE
                    Coffee.
    B A C K O N --T A B L E
                                 LEFTY
                    A in't no c ompar ison. Cadi llac
                    got more acceleration, more
                    power, more-- better handling,
                    better looking, more legroom for
                    yo ur legs , m ore po wer --
                                BOOBIE
                    You said that.
                                 LEFTY
                    Said what?
                              BOOBIE
                    More power.
                                 LEFTY
                    Be got me so fucking aggravated,
                    Boobie, I forgot what I said.
                                 NICKY
                    I' 11 tell you one thing--the
                    Lincoln is longer.
                              LEFTY
                    Longer what?
                                 BOOBIE
                   Whaddaya talkin' about? Longer
                   wheelbase?
                             NICKY
                   Longer. Like longer. In inches.
                   It's a longer car.
                                 LEFTY
                   You know something, Nicky, you
                   don't make no fucking sense
                   sometimes.
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                       15.

                   (2)
6   CONT INUED:
                             NICKY
                  You got two cars. One's longer.
                  All things being equal, the
                  longer car is the one gonna get
                  there first.
                             LEFTY
                  Ain't the question all things
                  being equal. One's a Cadillac
                  and one's a Lincoln.
                             NICKY
                  The one's longer gets there
                  first. That's scientific fact.
                        (to Sonny)
                  What's better, a Lincoln or a
                  Cadillac?
                            LEFTY
                  Why're you asking him?
                              NICKY
                  I ' m asking him.
                            LEFTY
                  Why don't you ask me?
                            NICKY
                  I asked you already.
                             LEFTY
                  That's right. And I told you
                  there's no comparison.
                             SONNY
                  what the fuck are you arguing
                  about? Mercedes got it all over
                  both of them.
                             NICKY
                Fugged aboudit. Mercedes? That's
                a Jewish car. They didn't get it
                enough from the Germans in the
                war-- now they gotta be robbed by
                them.
    JU DY app roac hes --th e W AIT RESS , e arl y 2 0s. NEW to th e j ob. Son ny
    takes her hand, KISSES it.
                             SONNY
                Angel, how about some pastries
                for the table?
    LEFTY WATCHES DONNIE
    sipping coffee at the bar. Leans over to Nicky.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                   16,

                  (3)
6   CONTINUED:
                           LEFTY
                 Who's that?
                           NICKY
                 Don. Don the Jeweler. Jilly
                 brought him around.
                           LEFTY
                 Jilly Four Eyes?
                           NICKY
                 Not Jilly Four Eyes. You know,
                 Jilly. From Queens Jilly.
                           LEFTY
                 He's a jewel guy? He knows
                 jewels?
                            NICKY
                 What--you got a thing to lay off?
                            LEFTY
                 Ain't the question,    I got a
                 thing. I ' m saying,   if I had a
                 thing, he could lay    it off?
                            NICKY
                 Whaddayou got to lay   off?
    SONNY WITH JUDY
    as he punctuates his order with KISSES of her hand.
                            SONNY
                 A little cannoli. (kiss) Svingi.
                 (kiss) Zeppole. (kiss)
                 Sfogliateli'. (kiss)
                            JUDY
                 We're out of sfogliatelli.
                            SONNY
                 Oh. Then you gotta give me that
                 kiss back.
    She giggles, kisses Sonny on the cheek.
                         JUDY
              Can I ask you guys something?
              You guys are wiseguys, right?
                         SONNY
              What makes you think we're
              wiseguys?
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                  17.

                  (4)
6   CONTINUED:
                            JUDY
                 What other grown men would have
                 nothing better to do than sit
                 here all afternoon drinking
                 coffee and nobody says anything?
    They all look at each other.
                            NICKY
                 We could be cops.
    LAUGHTER all around. Lefty steals another look at Donnie as he sits
    placidly drinking his coffee.
                                                CUT TO:

7   EXT. LATER.     LITTLE ITALY
    Lefty RUMMAGES in the trunk of his Cadillac. Takes out several
    DESIGNER DRESSES, on hangers. Two cartons of TUNA FISH. Two large
    STEREO SPEAKERS. Rummages some more. Finds
    A JEWEL BOX                                               .
                                                CUT TO:

8   INT. LATER.     CASA BELLA
    Donnie sips his coffee at the bar/ reads the paper. The restaurant
    is otherwise DESERTED--Sonny and the other guys have left. Lefty
    approaches him.
                            LEFTY
                 You Don the Jeweler?
    Donnie looks up to the Bartender. The Bartender nods. Lefty reaches
    in his pocket, produces
    A FIVE-CARAT DIAMOND RING
                           LEFTY
              That's a beauty, eh? That's some
              beautiful thing.
    Donnie looks it over. Gives it to Lefty.
                            DONNIE
                 Give it to your wife.
                           LEFTY             .
                 How'm I gonna give it to my wife?
                 I ain't married.
                           DONNIE
                 You got a girlfriend?               ,
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                               18.

8    CONTINUED:
                        LEFTY
              Yeah. Louise.
    He returns the diamond to Lefty.
                           DONNIE
              Marry her.
                        LEFTY
              Are you for real? I'm asking if
              you want to middle a diamond
              here. All I want for my end's
              eight thousand.
                         DONNIE
              I ' m saying give it to somebody
              don't know any better. It's a
              fugazy.
                           LEFTY
              How can you say it's a fugazy?
              You looked at it two seconds.
                         DONNIE
              Go ahead, try and sell it, you
              wanna be a dunsky.
                         LEFTY
                    (angry)
              I ' m a dunsky? Let me tell you
              something, my friend--do you know
              who you're talking to?
    The Bartender, SCARED--he knows what Lefty's capable of. Quickly
    mixes a SPRITZER.
                        BARTENDER
              Here, Left, have a spritzer.
                           LEFTY
                    (sputtering)
              My family, my children--my mother
              can hold her head up in any
              neighborhood in the city when she
              walks down the Clock. In all the
              Five Boroughs I'm known,
              fuggedaboudit--I'm known all over
              the world. You ask around--ask
              anybody about Lefty from Mulberry
              Street.
                        DONNIE
              I'm sorry. It was just a
              misunderstanding. Okay?
    Donnie backs off, EXITS. Lefty takes the diamond out, looks at i-
    FUMES. The Bartender slides the spritzer over.
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                      19.

     C ON T IN U ED :    (2)
 8
                                  BARTENDER
                        On the arm.
                                  LEFTY
                        Fugazy. Fugazy my fucking ass.
                                                        CUT TO:

 9   EXT. LATER.           CASA BELLA
     Donnie exhales out his tension--unwinds from the dicey moment with
     Lefty. Pulls his collar up against the cold, heads up the block.
     Takes a last look back inside at Lefty.
                                                        CUT TO:

10   INT. LATER.           JEWELER
     A JEWELER, loupe in his eye, examines the diamond.
                                   JEWELER
                        It's a fake.
                                  LEFTY
                        This's a fake?
                                  JEWELER
                        Nothing is what it seems.
     Lefty takes the fugazy back. Pockets it.
                                  LEFTY
                        Because that's what I'm thinking.
                        I thought it was a fake, (beat)
                        It's a good fake, though, ain't
                        it.
                                  JEWELER
                        It's a very good fake.
                                  LEFTY
                        Tha t's w hat I'm s aying . I
                        thought it was a fake. That's
                        what I thought.
     Lefty takes the fugazy back. Pockets it.
                                                        CUT TO:

11   EXT. DAY.           NEW JERSEY--SUBURBS
     Donnie drives the big station wagon, Maggie alongside him. The girls
     in back.
                                                        (CONTINUED)

                                                                      20.

11   CONTINUED:
                            SHERRY
                  Daddy, will you be home Easter?
                            MAGGIE
                  Don't ask Daddy those questions.
                            SHERRY
                  Mommy, will Daddy be home Easter?
                               TERRY
                  You still believe in the Easter
                  bunny?
                            KERRY
                  You're such a snot, Terry.
                             MAGGIE
                        (to Terry)
                  He'll try his best.
                             TERRY
                        (to Kerry)
                  Don't look at me. I think it's
                  great he's never home.
                             SHERRY
                  Denise in school asked me today
                  what Daddy's job is.
                            MAGGIE
                  What'd you tell her?
                             SHERRY
                  None of her beeswax.
                             TERRY
                  Just tell her he's a salesman on
                  the r oad a lot. I mean, who
                  cares what he really does?
                             MAGGIE
                        (stern)
                  You be proud of what your father
                  does. Do y ou underst and me?
                  Your father is an outstanding
                  individual.
                               TERRY
                  Jes us . L ig ht en up . T ha t' s n ot
                  the point.
                               KERRY
                  Shut up, Terry.
                                                            CUT TO:

                                                                    21.

12   EXT. LATER.     GRANDPARENTS' HOUSE
     The station wagon pulls up. The kids run out into the embrace of
     Maggie's PARENTS. Maggie clijmbs out, turns.
                              MAGGIE
                  You said it was going to be six
                  months, Joe.
                                                    CUT TO:

13   INT. DAY.     ACERG, INC.
     A storefront for fenced goods. WISEGUYS play cards, smoke
     ci gar ett es. The PA Y P HON E ri ngs . J ill y p icks it up .
                                                    CUT TO:

14   INT. SAME TIME.       FBI SAFEHOUSE
     A phone line patched into a reel-to-reel TAPE RECORDER among rows of
     tap e rec order s. VO ICE- ACTIV ATED-- it cl icks on, UNSPO OLS.. .
                              JILLY (O.C.)
                  Hello?
                                                    CUT TO:

15   INT. MORNING.     CASA BELLA
     Lefty talks on a pay phone. Watches a MAN, indistinct in the
     background, sipping coffee at the bar.
                              LEFTY
                 He's okay?
                              PHONE (O.C.)
                 Don the Jeweler? Stand-up guy.
                 Ain't a leech, good earner.
                 Keeps to himself.
     RACK FOCUS
     to Donnie at the bar, sipping coffee. Lefty watches him.
                                                    FLASH CUT TO:

16   INT. THE PRESENT.      FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue listens o n headpho nes.
                           LEFTY (O.C.)
                 Where's he from?
                             PHONE (O.C.)          � ' '.
                 Cali for nia . H e's a j ewe l g uy.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                   22.

16   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY (O.C.)
                  Where California? L.A.?
                            PHONE    (O.C.)
                  Do you know how    fucking big
                  California is?    How the fuck
                  should I know?    He's a jewel guy.
     THE CLOCK reads "10:25*.
                            LEFTY (O.C.)
                  Jilly--he's a stand-up guy,
                  Jilly?
                            PHONE (O.C.)
                  Look, Left, I said I knew him.
                  I didn't say I fucked him.
     Hogue hits FAST FORWARD...The tape SQUEALS. . .
     MATCH SOUND
                                                   FLASH CUT TO:

17   EXT. THE PAST.     CADILLAC
     The SCREECH of rubber and
     THE CADILLAC LOGO
     as Donnie pulls away from the curb in a screaming-yellow Coupe de
     Ville. Lefty lights an English Oval.
                            LEFTY
                  Nice car. (beat) Go to 46th and
                  1st, I gotta make a collection.
                            DONNIE
                  What happened with that fugazy?
                            LEFTY
               Man oh man, I gotta school you,
               my friend. Di'n't Jilly school
               you?
     The smoke is thick now...Donnie powers down his window.
                         DONNIE
               School me in what?
                            LEFTY
               Donnie/ put your window up,
               Donnie. I ' m gonna catch a draft.
     Donnie powers his window back up.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                               23.

17   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY
                  A non-wiseguy never asks a
                  wiseguy a question. A non-
                  wiseguy don't even talk to a
                  wiseguy unless the wiseguy talks
                  to him first. Capeesh?
                            DONNIE
                  Yeah. I got it.
                              LEFTY
                  You don't raise your hands to a
                  wiseguy. You don't mess with his
                  wome.n---wife or girlfriend or
                  daughter. Just keep your mout h
                  shut--don't put business on the
                  street.
                              DONNIE
                  Follow the rules.
     A CAB cuts them off. Lefty leans over/ HONKS the horn.
                          LEFTY
                CocksuckerJ Motherfucker cutting
                you off. (resuming) You gotta
                have rules. Otherwise, what are
               w e? We're like anima ls.
     He leans over. VICIOUSLY honks the horn again. RESUMES with one eye
     on the cab...
                         LEFTY
              Wiseguy has a bag, you pick up
              the bag. wiseguy runs a tab, you
              pick u p the tab . wiseguy is
              always right-- even if he's wrong
              he's r ight. All the way u p the
              l ine. Conne cted guy to wiseguy
              to skipper to boss.
                         DONNIE
              Like the Army.
                           LEFTY
              What?
                           DONNIE
              I said it's like the Army. Chain
              of command.
                                                                     \
                           LEFTY
              Ain't nothing like the Army. The
              Army, it's some guy you don't
              know sends you to whack out some
              other guy you don't know. The
              Army's a jerkoff outfit.
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                  24.

                     (2)
17   CON TINUED:
                             DONNIE
                   I mean the same principle.
                              LEFTY
                   Ain't the question, Donnie. You
                   see, that's why I gotta school
                   you. Because otherwise you get
                   everything upside down.
                         (beat)
                   You got a girl?
                              DONNIE
                   Yeah. In California.
                              LEFTY                     �
                   Good. Let her enjoy herself in
                   California.
     The cab CUTS OFF Donnie again...And Lefty BLOWS...
                              LEFTY
                   Donnie, catch up with that
                   cocksucker.
                              DONNIE
                   Which cocksucker?
                           LEFTY
               He cut you off again, (pointing)
               That fucking--The cabl That one!
               Do nn ie --
     Donnie SPEEDS up, chases the cab...Lefty opens the GLOVE COMPARTMENT.
     Hits a BUTTON and the TRUNK pops OPEN.
     A RED LIGHT
     The cab stops. Lefty JUMPS out of the Cadillac...
     IN THE TRUNK
     Lefty pulls out a JACK, hustles up to the cab.
     THE CABBIE
     A PAKISTANI, 30s, oblivious. Then he-sees Lefty approach in his side-
     view mirror.
                              LEFTY
               What's fucking wrong with you?
               Hah ? The re's no fu ckin g
               etiquette of the road with you?
     The Cabbie flips a "FUCK YOU" signal with his middle finger...Rolls
     up his window.
                              LEFTY             �   .   ,
                   Fuck wh o? Fuc k m e?
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                25.

                  (3)
17   CONTINUED:
     DONNIE OUT
     of the Cadillac, running toward Lefty... INSIDE the cab, a nervous
     PASSENGER gathers her shopping bags...
     SMASH 1
     as the Cabbie's window CAVES IN...Lefty with the JACK. . . SWINGS down
     hard on the windshield. From INSIDE, a spider's web of shattered
     glass.
     DONNIE APPROACHES
     Worry on his face. The Passenger FLEES down the block.
     THE CABBIE
     hangs out the window, grabbing and punching at Lefty. Lefty YANKS
     him out of the car.
                         DONNIE                             -,
               Left, c'mon. En ough.
     Donnie grabs Lefty, trying to pull him off. A DRIVER heckles from a
     passing car.
                              DRIVER
                  Fuck youl
                            DONNIE
                  Hey, fuck youl
     The Cabbie hangs onto Lefty. Lefty SNAPS off the cab's ANTENNA,
     starts to WHIP the Cabbie with it. The Cabbie BITES Lefty. Lefty
     YELPS, backs off.
     ON--T HE ACCE LERATO R
     as the Cab bie SLAMS his foot down. The light tur ns RED. Th e cab
     FISHTAILS through crossing traffic...The Cabbie trembles with fear,
     looks in his rear-view mirror as he speeds away.
     WATCHING HIM
     Donnie and Lefty, as DRIVERS in passing cars shoot looks of
     disapproval their way. Lefty lights a cigarette.
                           LEFTY
                These fucking guys. They come to
                this country, they flaunt the
                r ules of t he road. T hey give the
                 'fuck you' sign to a man in the
          .    street. . .
                           DONNIE
                What kind of bullshit is that?
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                                    26

17   CO NTI NUE D:    (4)

                                LEFTY
                     Fucking sand nigger. I will
                     never fucking understand it. Why
                     is it always the guy who drives
                     a car for a living is the worst
                     fucking driver there is?
                                                      CUT TO:

18   INT. DAY.        RESTAURANT
     Donnie sits at a bar with a drink. Lefty listens to the OWNER, tough-
     looking, 30s, as he WRIGGLES.
                               LEFTY
                     I just want what's owed.
                               OWNER
                     You know, you're not the only
                     guy's owed money.
                                DONNIE
                     You didn't wanna pay it you
                     shouldn't've borrowed it.
                                OWNER
                     Who's this cocksucker?
     Like LIGHTNING, Donnie SLAPS the owner hard--forehand, backhand.
     Grabs his collar
     BELTS HIM HARD
     an uppercut in the solar        plexus. The Owner SAGS to his knees.
     NAUSEA in waves. Do nnie        finds the Owner's WALLET in his jacket
     pocke t. Takes t he money       from the wallet. Peels off a five, STUFFS
     it in the Owner's mouth.
                           DONN     IE
                That's for the      drink.
                                                      CUT TO:

19   INT. LATER.        CADILLAC
     CASH as Lefty counts it out. Donnie drives through the Lower East
     Side WATERFRONT.
                                  LEFTY
                           (scolding)
                     Don nie--w hy'd you pay f or th at
                     drink? wiseguy never pays for a
                     drink.
                               DONNIE
                     Okay. I didn't know.
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                                27.

19   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY
                  Always on the arm. (chuckles)
                  You scared that guy, though,
                  manag gia-- that cracks me up. I
                  got 26 fucking hits under my belt
                  and you're the one he's scared
                  of.
     Lefty CATCHES himself--shouldn't have said that about the hits.
     BROODS a beat.
                            LEFTY
                  Hey, Donnie, pull over.
                                                 CUT TO:

20   INT. LATER.     CADILLAC
     TOOLS out on the front seat. Lefty UNSCREWS the dashboard. Donnie
     leans in.
                            LEFTY
                  Hand me them pliers.
                            DONNIE
                  The vise grip or the needle nose?
                            LEFTY
                Fuggedaboudit. I'll get it
                myself.
     He leans out. Takes the pliers. Goes back to work dismantling the
     dashboard.
                            DONNIE
               I don't know, Left. This is the
               best car I ever had.
                            LEFTY
               You didn't hear that? That
               rattling?
                            DONNIE
               I never had any trouble with this
               car.
                         LEFTY
               Give me a hand with this.
     Lefty and Donni e PULL OFF the dashb oard. Lef ty looks i nside. Fe els
     around.
                            LEFTY
                     (satisfied)
               It's clean.
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                   28.

20   CONTINUED:
                              DONNIE
                         (getting it)
                   Hey, you got something to say to
                   me, Left, say it to my face.
                             LEFTY
                   I ain't saying nothing, Donnie.
                                DONNIE
                   You think I got a fucking wire in
                   my car?
                              LEFTY
                   Did I say that?
                             DONNIE
                   What do you think--you think I ' m
                   a fucking rat stoolpigeon?
                                LEFTY
                   You    can't be too careful these
                   day   s. Even the ears have ears.
                           (beat)
                   C'm   on. They need some bodies on
                   the    street down at Toyland.
                                                   CUT TO:

21   EXT. DAY.      TOYL AND--LITTLE ITALY
     A CAR pulls up and two prosperous-looking SKIPPERS get out-- DOMINICK
     "BIG TRIN" TRINCHERA, fat and fortyish, and PHILIP "PHILLY LUCKY"
     GIACCONE, 40s, shrewd eyes behind glasses. They disappear into an
     unimposing SOCIAL CLUB. WISEGUYS stand guard in the cold outside.
     Lefty arrives with Donnie in tow.
                              LEFTY
                   Nicky/ this's Donnie.
                         (they nod)
                   How'd Minx's Magic do in the
                   fifth?
              r,      .�-               �
                                   LI
                               WISEGUY #1
                   He lost.
                             LEFTY
                   How could he lose?
                               WISEGUY #1
                 What the fuck does he give a
                 fuck? He's a horse. You're the
                 one that's out ten grand.
                               LEFTY
                 FuckI Now I gotta bet another
                 dime Sunday just to get to where ,          .
                 I was yesterday.
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                       29.

21   CONTINUED:
     RED COWBOY BOOTS
     move up the block...They belong to ALPHONSE "SONNY RED" INDELICATO,
     50s, barrel chest. With him, his son, ANTHONY BRUNO INDELICATO, 20s,
     pale and balding, COKED OUT.
                            LEFTY
                       (aside, to Donnie)
                  Fucking Sonny Red.
     Sonny Red stops, confronts Lefty.
                            SONNY RED
                       (nods to Donnie)
                  Who's this?
                            LEFTY
                  This's Donnie, a friend of mine.
                            BRUNO
                  Just stand there and look
                  dangerous, friend.
                            LEFTY
                       (proud)
                  Yeah, he does look dangerous,
                  don't he?
     Bruno SNORTS in disgust as he and his father move along.
                            LEFTY
                Sonny Red, everything's a beef
                with him, him and Bruno, that son
                of his.
                            DONNIE
                He don't look so dangerous
                himself.
                            LEFTY
                 Ah, he's a stone degenerate, he's
                 coked-up half the time. Like all
                 these fucking kdds nowadays.
     A h uge L INCOL N pu lls u p. BO DYGUA RDS j ump out o f th   e car. And
     CARMINE "LILO" GALANTE, 69, fat and bald, huge CIGAR          , emerges from
     the Lincoln. AWESTRUCK, all watch as, surrounded by            WISEGUYS,
     Galante disappears into the club. Lefty watches/ st           ubs out his
     cigare tte. Turn s to Donni e.
                            LEFTY
                The boss.
                                                   CUT TO:

                                                                  30.

22   EXT. SUNSET.   ROOF
     Lefty tends to the PIGEON COOPS on his roof, Donnie alongside him.
     LOUISE, early 30s, a good-looking woman in stretch pants, brings
     Lefty a SPRITZER.
                           LOUISE
               Here you go, Bennie. You sure
               you don't wanna spritzer, Donnie?
                         DONNIE
               No thanks, Louise.
                          LOUISE
               You change your mind, I'm
               downstairs .
     She heads downstairs. Donnie turns back to Lefty.
                           LEFTY                              .    .        -
               Not for nothing, but... how'd you
               know that was a fugazy?
                           DONNIE
               Jewels are my business. If I buy
               a fugazy, I lose. I hate to
               lose.                                                    .
                        LEFTY
              That's a good business, jewels?
              Good money in it?
                        DONNIE
              Pretty good.
                           LEFTY
              You keep your nose clean, be a
              good earner, listen to what I
              s chool you -- there ai n't a
              crystal ball big enough for what
              we could do.
                         DONNIE
                    (off pigeon)
              Did you know there used to be
              falcons in Hew York?
                           LEFTY
              They got everything in this
              fucking city.
                           DONNIE
              Peregrine falcons. They lived
              across the river.
                         LEFTY
              In Queens?
                        DONNIE
              In the Palisades,
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                                     31.

22   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY
                  The Palisades is Jersey, Donnie.
                             DONNIE
                  I ' m saying that's why there's so
                  many pigeons now. The falcons
                  used to hunt 'em and kill 'em
                  off.
                              LEFTY
                  I love these fucking pigeons.
                  I ' d die before I ' d let anybody
                  touch these pigeons.
                           _ DO NN IE
                  Those falcons could read a
                  newspaper from a mile up.
                            LEFTY
                  A bird could read the newspaper?
                            DONNIE
                  I'm saying their eyesight.
                             LEFTY
               Hey, Donnie--you got a couple
               hundred, Donnie? I got some
               things I gotta take care of.
     Donnie reaches in his wallet.
                          DONNIE
               What do you want/ two hundred?
     Lefty leans over, PEERS into his wallet.
                         LEFTY
               Whaddaya got there, three
               hundred? Gimme three hundred.
     Donnie hands over the $300--EMPTIES his wallet. Lefty takes it,
     folds it ito a ROLL. Puts the hundred on the outside...
                             LEFTY
               Don't be carrying your money in
               a wallet  no more. Wiseguy got
               his money in a roll, like this.
               Beaner on  the outside.
                          DONNIE
               You're the boss.
                             LEFTY
               I'm not the boss, Donnie. The
               boss ends up dead or in jail.
               Why the fuck would I want to be
               the boss?
                                                       (CONTINUED)

                                                                   32

22   CONTINUE D:   (2)
                             DONNIE
                   It's just an expression.
                               LEFTY
                   And shave off that moustache.
                   That's against the rules.
                               DONNIE
                   Hey, Left, if it's okay, I'm
                   gonna run. I'll see you
                   tomorrow.
                             LEFTY
                   Do I gotta school you in
                   everything? Tomorrow's Mother's
                   Day. Wiseguys don't work on
                   Mother's Day.
                                                   CUT TO:

23   INT. NIGHT.     THE COCKEYED CLAM
     Donnie sits with Berada as he reads over some documents.
                             BERADA
                   Benjamin Ruggiero. a.k.a.
                   'Lefty,' 'Lefty Guns,' 'Lefty Two
                   Guns.' A couple of bullshit
                   cases, never did time.
                              DONNIE
                   This is way beyond what we talked
                   about---"fences and hijackers.
                   T his is a made guy. Do you kno w
                   what that means ? The re's only
                   maybe 3000 made guys in the whole
                   fucking country.
                               BERADA
                          (smiles)
                   It means you're in, kid.
                             DONNIE
                   Can you believe it--a made guy?
                   (muses) A very peculiar made guy.
                                                   FLASH CUT TO:

24   INT. THE PRESENT.        FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue reads a memorandum. LeBow on the phone.
                               BERADA (V.O.)
                   . . . In light of the above
                   contacts, we request an
                   additional six months. . .
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                  33.

24   CONTINUED:
                            HOGUE
                  Berada's the guy who ran this?
                            JULES
                  I took over when he retired.
     LeBow covers the receiver with his hand.
                            LEBOW
                  The surveillance is in place at
                  the church hall.
                                                    CUT TO:

25   EX T. DAY.    C HUR CH HAL L--NE W J ERS EY
     A large RECEPTION HALL adjoining a Catholic CHURCH. Sounds of a BIG
     BAND tuning up inside. Up the block:
     A MA BELL REPAIR VAN
     parked by a telephone pole. FBI #1, in the guise of a telephone
     LINESMAN, climbs the pole...
                                                    CUT TO:

26   INT. SAME TIME.     SURVEILLANCE VAN
     An FBI TECH TEAM monitors listening devices. An array of
     SURVEILLANCE PHOTOS and MUG SHOTS as they're spread over a small
     table. TECH #1 looks with BINOCULARS through ONE-WAY GLASS.
                          TECH #1
                     (to phone)
                ...By tonight we'll have a guy
               inside...
                                                    CUT TO:

27   INT. SAME TIME.     FBI HEADQUARTERS
     LeBow covers the phone, turns to Hogue.
                             LEBOW
                  They're gonna put in one of our
                  guys as a busboy tonight.
                             JULES
                  Who?
                             LEBOW
                  I don't know.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                   34.

27   CONTINUED:
                             JULES
                  I want to know. If we're gonna
                  put a guy inside, I want it to be
                  one of our best guys.
     LeBow goes back to the phone. Hogue turns to Jules.
                             HOGUE
                  I want to talk to Berada.
                                                   FLASH CUT TO:

28   INT. THE PAST.      PISTONE HOME
     Donnie SHAVES his moustache in the bathroom. Sounds of the FRONT
     DOOR unlocking and then closing downstairs.
                             MAGGIE (O.C.)
                  Joe?
                             DONNIE
                  Up here.
     ON MAGGIE
     as she heads up the stairs...
                             MAGGIE
               I had no idea you were coming
               home. I'm supposed to go to the
               movies tonight with the Grants.
     She enters the bathroom as he wipes the shaving cream off his face.
     He looks up, half his moustache SHAVED OFF. Her face FALLS.
                             MAGGIE
                 Oh, Joe, don't--
                       (beat)
                 Forget it.
                           DONNIE
                 What's the matter?
                             MAGGIE
                 I liked your moustache. It's the
                 only thing I liked about this
                 thing of yours.
                             DONNIE
                 Well, what do you want me to do
                 now?
                           MAGGIE
                 I want you to ask me.
                            DONNIE
                 You could've said something.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                  35.

28   CONTINUED:                           '
                            MAGGIE
                  What would you suggest I do--tell
                  Berada to get a message to you
                  that I like your moustache?
                             DONNIE
                  That's not the point.
                            MAGGIE
                  I have to ask you about every
                  frigging thing.
     She jockeys for room at the mirror to put on her makeup.
                             DONNIE
                  Maggie, I'll be two seconds.
                            MAGGIE
                  They were supposed to pick me up
                  five minutes ago.
                            DONNIE
                  You're going to the movies with
                  the Grants?
                            MAGGIE
                  Why don't you come?
                            DONNIE
                  The last thing I want to do
                  tonight is go to the movies with
                  the Grants.
                            MAGGIE
                  I'm not cancelling.
     Agitated, he starts to compulsively organize the medicine chest, the
     shelves.
                            DONNIE
               Where is everybody? I didn't say
               anything? I'm sure I said
               something.
                          MAGGIE
               Joseph--I think I'd remember.
                          DONNIE
               Well, they should be home anyway.
               What time is it?
                            MAGGIE
              Sherry's sleeping over at Mom's,
              she's teaching her how to sew.
              Kerry's at choir practice.
                         DONNIE
              Where's Terry?
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                 36.

                   (2)
28   CONTINUED:
                            MAGGIE
                  She's with her boyfriend.
                       (off his rearranging)
                  Leave my stuff alone.
                            DONNIE
                  What boyfriend?
                             MAGGIE
                  K enny. Wha t are you worri ed
                  about? I was 14 when we started
                  dating.
                             DONNIE
                  That's what I ' m worried about.
                            MAGGIE
                  He's a nice kid. Nice family.
                  He's on the wrestling team.
                            DONNIE
               I ' m sure he is. I ' m sure he's
               practicing his takedowns right
               now.
                            MAGGIE
               Maybe I'11 shave my head next
               time--� see how you like it.
     A car horn HONKS outside. Donnie's rearranging grows more
     agitated...
                           DONNIE
                      (angry)
               I expect you to have some sense
               of priorities. I put a roof over
               y our he ad. I put clo the s o n
               e very body' s bac k. I put g as i n
               the car.
     Maggie grabs his wrists...He wrestles her off.
                         MAGGIE
               Leave my stuff alone.
                            DONNIE
               I give you whatever I can       give.
               What I can't give you is        a
               moustache. I don't have         a
               choice. I have to shave         the
               moustache.
                         MAGGIE
              I don't give a shit about the
              m oustache. But if yo u're gonna
              live your life however the fuck
              you want then let me live mine.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                      37.

                     (3)
28   CONTINUED:
     She storms out. He balls up a towel, HURLS it against the wall.
                                                    CUT TO:

29   I NT. NIGHT .    PISTONE HOME--BEDR OOM
     Maggie sleeps. Donnie, WIDE AWAKE, stares at the ceiling. Hears an
     EfNGINE. A car door.
     4:32 A.M.
     on t he cl oc k. He ge ts u p. Lo oks t hr oug h the b li nds . See s hi s
     daughter Terry as she kisses her boyfriend good night.
     DONNIE'S POV
     Terry kisses and kisses...And kisses...Falls back onto the hood of
     the car and slides down it. Donnie senses that he's losing control
     of his family.
                                                    CUT TO:

30   INT. DAY.     FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue looks up at the clock.
     12 NOON
     A tape plays on the TAPE RECORDER...
                             LEFTY (O.C.)
                  Hello?
                             DONNIE (O.C.)
                 Left? Donn ie. I ' m ju st ch eckin g
                 in.
                             LEFTY (O.C.)
                 Where you been, Donnie? You
                 gotta check in.
                             DONNIE (O.C.)
                 That's what I said. I'm checking
                 in.
                           LZFTY (O.C.)
                 Did you see the paper?
                            DONNIE (O.C.)
                  I just woke up.
                            L EFTY (O.C.)
                 How come every morning you're
                 reading the paper except this
                 morning?                      ',
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                38.

30   CONTINUED:
                            DONNIE (O.C.)
                  I just woke up, Left.
                              LEFTY (O.C.)
                  Fuggedaboudit. You better
                  fucking get down here.
     Clickl and a DIAL TONE...
                                                  CUT TO:

31   INT. DAY.    CADILLAC
     The FRONT PAGE of the New York Post--a PHOTOGRAPH of Carmine Galante,
     his cigar still clenched in his teeth, sprawled bloody, DEAD in a
     Brooklyn restaurant. Under the headline:
     RUBOUT
     Lefty folds the paper in disgust, lights an English Oval--even more
     JUMPY than usual. Donnie drives Lefty's Cadillac across the Brooklyn
     Bridge.
                              LEFTY
                 The B oss gets w hacked. T he
                 fucking boss--you don't even know
                 the fucking boss exists until he
                 gets whacked, and then your whole
                 fucking life gets turned around.
                            DONNIE
                 Where're we going?
                            LEFTY
                 Brooklyn. I got sent for.
                      (mutters)
                 The boss gets whacked. Another
                 thing I get left out of.
                              DONNIE
                 What does that mean, you got sent
                 for?
                              LEFTY
                 What do you think it means? I
                 got sent for by Sonny Black. I'm
                 telling you, I'm sick with this.
                              DONNIE
                 Sonny Red?
                              LEFTY
                 Did I say Sonny Red? Not Sonny
                 Red. Sonny Black.
                       (gestures)
                 And don't ride the brake,
                             (more)
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                39

31   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY (Cont'd)
                  Don't drive my Cadillac the way
                  you drive your car.
                            DONNIE
                  How do you know what he wants?
                            LEFTY
                  That fucking Sonny Black. I know
                  him. He gets upped to skipper,
                  first thing he's gonna do is go
                  out and buy a big fucking
                  Mercedes.
                            DONNIE
                  They should up you before they up
                  Sonny Black.
                            LEFTY
                  It's his reward for whacking the
                  boss. Do I have to explain every
                  fucking thing to you?
                            DONNIE
                  I thought you and Sonny Black
                  were friends.
                            LEFTY
                  If you ever whacked a guy,
                  Donnie, you wouldn't ask such
                  stupid questions.
                            DONNIE
                  I whacked a guy once.
                            LEFTY
              When?
                        DONNIE
              In an argument.
                        LEFTY
�             An argument don't count.
              (derisive) An argument--you whack
              your wife in an argument.
                        DONNIE
              I'm just saying.
                            LEFTY
              Ain't the question. Don't say
              you know when you don't know.
                            DONNIE
              It could be anything Sonny sent
              for you for.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                       40.

31       CONTINUED:    (2)
                                LEFTY
                      I got sent for, Donnie.     With This
                      Thing, you go in alive     and you
                      come out d ead. And t he    o ne th at
                      kills you is your best     fucking
                      friend.
         Lefty lights another cigarette. Donnie powers the window down a
         cra ck. L efty glar es at him. Donn ie p owers the windo w bac k up .
                                                         CUT.TO:

32       E XT. DAY . TEE M OTION L OUNGE-- BROOKLY N
     t                                       -     *
         Donnie drives up Withers Street. Pulls up to a three-story building
         in a working-class neighborhood. Lefty takes a last drag of his
         cigarette, climbs out.
                                LEFTY
                      Anything happens, make sure
                      Louise gets the Cadillac.
                                                         CUT TO:

33       INT. DAY.     MOTION LOUNGE
         Nicky and Boobie play gin. Neil Diamond's "Love on the Rocks" plays
         o n the JUKE BOX. Left y enters.
                                 NICKY
                            (sings)
                      'Love on the rocks, ain't no
                      surprise.' Looklt this hand.
                      This ain't a hand. This's a
                      deformed fucking Creature of the
                      Black Lagoon fucking claw.
                                BOOBIE
                     Left.
                                NICKY
                     Left. 'Love on the rocks, ain't
                     no surprise.' (to Boobie) Ming'1
                     I knew you was gonna grab that!
         Lefty, white with fear, sits down with his back to the wall.
                                NICKY
                     'Love on the rocks, ain't no
                     surprise.'
                                BOOBIE
                     It ain't no fucking surprise
                     neither.
                                                         (CONTINUED)

                                                                  41.

33   CONTINUED:
                              NICKY
                         (laying out cards)
                  Gin.
                            BOOBIE
                  Nicky, that ain't gin.
                            NICKY
                  Geddadaheah, that's gin.
                            BOOBIE
                  You got two sevens.
     Boobie shows him his cards.
                            NICKY
                  Whaddaya mean I got two sevens?
                  I know I had three sevens.
                             BOOBIE
                  From now on we play the honor
                  system. You don't even show me
                  your hand.
                                                CUT TO:


34   EXT. DAY.    MOTION LOUNGE
     Donnie sits in the car. Drums his fingers on the wheel.
     THINKS...Then reaches behind himself--
     UNSNAPS THE HOLSTER
     strapped to his belt, holding his COMBAT KNIFE. Climbs out of the
     car. Up a couple of steps. And through the door...
                                                CUT TO:

35   INT. MOTION LOUNGE
     ...into the Motion Lounge. Nicky and Boobie shoot wary looks at him.
     Who's this? Lefty turns to them.
                             LEFTY
                It's okay. He's a friend of
               mine.
     Lefty glares at Donnie--ACCUSES him with his eyes: who told you to
     come in here? Donnie sits down--something in the placid atmosphere
     that tells him: this is how it happens. Nicky peers over as Boobie
     writes on the SCOREPAD.
                          NICKY
               You giving me credit for that?
     Boobie slides him the scorepad.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                             42.

35   CONTINUED:
                            BOOBIE
                  Fine. You keep score.
                            NICKY
                  I don't know how.
                            BOOBIE
                  How the hell can you play gin if
                  you don't know how to keep score?
                              NICKY
                  I ' m a natural.
     THE FLUSH OF A TOILET
     as Sonny emerges from the bathroom, reading a slip of paper.
     Crumples it, throws it in the trash.
                            SONNY
                      (complaining)
                 Two hundred in action and we came
                 out with 35. That" fucking Boots-
                 he runs that book like an old
                 lady. That 's gonna c hange.
                      (off Donnie)
                 Who's this fucking guy?
                           BOOBIE
                 He's with Lefty.
                            SONNY
                       (to Lefty)
                 C'mon. Let's go take a ride,
                 (to Donnie) You too.
     Donnie and Lefty share a look of FEAR.
                                                CUT TO:

36   EXT. DAY.    MOTION LOUNGE
     They emerge. Parked in the back--a brand-new MERCEDES. Lefty looks
     at it. Turns to Donnie.
                          LEFTY
                     (mutters)
               What the fuck did I tell you?
     Sonny unlocks the car.
                          SONNY
               Hey, Left--ride up front with me.
                                                CUT TO:

                                                                     43.

37   INT. DAY.    MERCEDES
     Sonny drives on the Long Island Expressway. Lefty in the front seat,
     EDG Y. Bo obie and Nicky flan k Don nie i n ba ck. H e gla nces nervo usly
     at th em. Sizes them up.
                           SONNY
                 Ain't this beautiful, the ride on
                 this?
                             NICKY
                 H ey, Sonny --can' t you driv e an y
                 faster? I got a date tonight out
                 in Jersey.
                            SONNY
                 Which broad is this?
                            NICKY
                 This is the one from the
                 calendar. Remember that calendar
                 I show ed you? M iss Pennzo il Air
                 Filter of 1976.
     Sonny and Boobie MIME holding two big BREASTS.
                            SONNY AND BOOBIE
                      (unison)
                 Che mennel
                           NICKY
                 That's the one.
     Lefty, NERVOUS, pulls down the sun visor. Looks at Boobie in the
     mirror.
                         SONNY
               Hey, Left, what'cha doing?
                           LEFTY
                 Just checking my part.
                             SONNY
                       (chuckling)
                 Ah, Le ft--what a m I gonna    do
                 without you? (to Donnie)       What
                 would you do without this     guy,
                 hah, kid? You'd have to       find
                 yourself a new goombah.
     Lefty getting VERY NERVOUS...
                             NICKY
                 That was something about the
                 boss, wasn't it?
                            SONNY
                 We all gotta go sometime.
                                                       (CONTINUED)

                                                                             44.

37   CONTINUED:
     Lefty, TERRIFIED, looks at Boobie again. Boobie nods. Donnie
     WATCHES this...Thinks: what to do?
                                                               CUT TO:

38   EXT. DAY.    KENNEDY AIRPORT
     They walk from the parked Mercedes toward a FREIGHT HANGAR. The
     scene is otherwise DESERTED. Lefty NERVOUS, lights a cigarette.
     Planes periodically ROAR overhead.
                             NICKY
                        (sings)
                  'Love on the rocks, ain't no
                  surprise.'
                             LEFTY
                  Sonny, what is this? we glomming
                  something?
     Sonny opens the door.
                               SONNY
                  After you.
     Lefty walks into the DARKNESS...A terrifying SILENCE...Then--
     RRRRRRROAR1
                                                               CUT TO:

39   INT. HANGAR
     The LIGHTS come up. A pale and shaken Lefty looks straight into the
     eyes of a LION CUB as it GROWLS. A bluff FREIGHT HANDLER holds the
     lion on a leash.
                           LEFTY
                 Christ. I think I shit my pants.
                               FREIG    HT HANDLER
                 It was supposed         to go to some
                 an i ma l de al er .    Fu ck h im . I' l l
                 tell him it got         lost.
                            SONNY
                 Look, Left, he likes you.
     The cub nuzzles and sniffs at Lefty.
                            LEFTY
                       (to Lion)
                 Get the fuck outta here.
                                                               (CONTINUED)

                                                              45.

39   CONTINUED:
                            SONNY
                  That's for you, Left. For your
                  birthday. Batter late than
                  never.
                            LEFTY
                  That's why you sent for me?
                          SONNY
               Yeah, why? Whaddayou think, you
               was gonna get whacked?
                (laughing) Lefty thought he's
              : gonna get whackedl
                          NICKY
                     (laughing)
               What a pisserl
                         SONNY
               What, over that 175 grand you owe
               down in Little Italy? Don't
               worry, chooch. (hard) Now you
               owe it to me.
                                                CUT TO:

40   EXT. NIGHT.    THE MOTION LOUNGE
     Donnie, Lefty and the Lion pile into the Cadillac. Sonny, Nicky and
     Boobie wave as they drive off.
                                                CUT TO:

41   INT. NIGHT.    CADILLAC
     They drive back to Manhattan, the Lion GROWLING in the back seat.
     Lefty turns around.
                          LEFTY
                     (to Lion)
               Jesus Christ--shaddup already!
                          DONNIE
               He's hungry, Left,
                                                CUT TO:

42   INT. NIGHT.    WHITE CASTLE
     "Home of the Square Hamburger." Lefty and Donnie approach the
     counter.
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                                       46.

42   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY
                  Forty hamburgers.
                                                             CUT TO:

43   EXT. NIGHT.     WHITE CASTLE
     Donnie and a melancholy Lefty sit on the hood of the Cadillac,
     throwing hamburgers to the Lion.
                               LEFTY
                  Thirty years, there ever was a
                  piece of work t o be done-- call
                  Lef ty --I ne ve r c om pla in ed . B ut
                  do I get upped? They passed me
                  by. Sonny Black gets upped. I
                  don't get fucking upped.
                            DONNIE
                  At least you got Louise.
                               LEFTY
                  Sonny Black has four broads don't
                  add up t o Lo uise. You got a
                  girl?
                             DONNIE
                  Yeah. I told you, in California.
                               LEFTY
                  That's a good thing. One broad's
                  enough. She's a good woman,
                  Louise. My son Tommy, she's more
                  of a mother to him than my ex-
                  wife, that bitch, (beat) My own
                  fucking son's a junkie, you
                  believe it?
                              DONNIE
              You should give him a smack in
              the mouth once in a while.
                              LEFTY
              Believe me, I got bruises on my
              h an ds . My d au gh te r, J an e t-- 28
              years old, she ain't married. My
              daughter Francine, she's out in
              California. She ain't married.
              I'm telling you, Donnie, I gotta
              worry 24 h ours a day . A woman
              like Louise, I can't do right by
              her--l ain't got three bucks in
              my pocket. I got can cer of th e
               r ick. My ex -wife, sh e still
              Eives in the building. I see her
              on the stairs, I gotta have three
              spritzers just to calm down.
                                                         (CONTINUED)

                                                                  47.

43   CONTINUED:
                            DONNIE
                  What do you mean, cancer of the
                  prick?
                            LEFTY
                  Cancer of the prick. Oh, yeah,
                  you didn't know that?
                  Fuggedaboudit. I ' m in the
                  medical books with that.
                            DONNIE
                  I never heard of that.
                              LEFTY
                  I ain't a mutt--30 years busting
                  m y hump, f or what? S onny Black
                  they up to skip per. Do I get
                  upped? I ' m like Claude Rains--
                  I ' m the Invisible fucking Man.
                            DONNIE
                  You know, Left, not for nothing,
                  but six hours ago you thought
                  you's gonna get whacked.
                            LEFTY
              Ain't the question, Donnie. Did
              I say I was gonna get whacked?
                            DONNIE
              No.
                            LEFTY
              Don't say you know when you don't
              know, Donnie. You d o n ' t know.
                            DONNIE
              I don't know 'cause you don't
              tel l me. How co me yo u didn 't
              tell me about that money you owe?
                         LEFTY
              Fuggg edabq udit. You know what
              �the vig is on that? That fucking
              Blackstein is gonna have the arm
              on me every fucking week.
                         DONNIE
              Maybe I could help you out.
                            LEFTY
              I'll tell you something--I went
              in front of all the skippers,
              Sonny Red and Philly Lucky and
              all of them. I went on the
              record with you. You know what
              that means?
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                48.

43   CONTINUED:    (2)      .   :

                            DONNIE
                  I don't know.
                            LEFTY
                  You don't?
                            DONNIE
                  I do?
                            LEFTY
                  You got no fucking idea, my
                  friend. I ' m your man now--Jesus
                  Christ can't touch you because I
                  represent you.
                            DONNIE
                  You and me, Left.
                            LEFTY
                  I got Louise and I got you.
     They toss hamburgers to the Lion, the White Castle beside them, lit
     bright against the bleak urban landscape.
                                                 CUT TO:

44   INT. DAY.     PISTONE HOME
     A party for Kerry's CONFIRMATION. A PRIEST hobnobs with Donnie's
     extended family. UNCLE BOB arrives, looks for Kerry.
                          UNCLE BOB
               Where's Kerry?
                     (finding her)
               Kerry, that's the prettiest
               confirmation dress I've ever
               seen.
     Terry sulks in a corner. Maggie enters with a tray of cookies.
                            UNCLE BOB
                  Is Joe here?
                            MAGGIE
                  He's on the phone.
     The cheery hubbub subsides as the noise of Donnie's hollering
     CRESCENDOES in the next room...
                            DONNIE (O.C.)
                  I don't give a fuck, Left!...What
                  the fuck do you want me to
                  do?...I don't give a fuck what
                  that mothe rfuck er sa ys--y ou
                  believe him or me?
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                49.

44   CONTINUED:
     Awkward looks all around. MRS. PISTONE, 60s, Donnie's MOTHER, sidles
     up to Maggie.
                            MRS. PISTONE
                  Who's bothering Joseph?
                                                  CUT TO:

45   INT. NIGHT.     PISTONE BEDROOM
     Donnie sleeps. Maggie lies awake.
                            MAGGIE
                  I want a divorce.
                              DONNIE
                  There hasn't been a divorce in my
                  family back to Julius Caesar.
                  Divorce someone else.
                              MAGGIE
                  I ' m serious.
                             DONNIE
                  Maggie, I ' m tired. Go to sleep.
                            MAGGIE
                  will you see a therapist?
                            DONNIE
                  It's just another six months.
                            MAGGIE
                  I can't sleep for six months,
                  Joe.
                                                  CUT TO:

46   INT. DAY.     OFFICE
     SHELLY BERGER, late 40s, flannel shirt, earth shoes--PSYCHOTHERAPIST--
     sits with Donnie and Maggie.
                            MAGGIE
                 ...He comes home at all hours of
                 the night, without announcing
                 when or why, or where he's been
                 for three weeks. Or three
                 months. Then he expects
                 everything to be just the way he
                 wants it. Be vacuums the entire
                 house. Do you know another man
                 who vacu ums? It's abno rmal. Of
                 course, he expects the girls to
                 drop their lives when he shows
                 u. . .
                  p
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                  50,

46   CONTINUED:
                             DONNIE
                  I ' m their father, Maggie. I ring
                  that doorbell I expect them home.
                                MAGGIE
                  They think it's a Jehovah's
                  witness. (to Berger) You'd think
                  he'd tell me where he goes or
                  w ha t h e' s d o in g--
                                DONNIE
                  That's for your own protection.
                               MAGGIE
                  Hal (to Berger) I know he's
                  ch ea t in g o n m e--
                            DONNIE
                  I don't have to listen to that
                  bullshit.
                             MAGGIE
                  No, why don't you just leave?
                  That's what you're good at.
                                BERGER
                  Please just listen without saying
                  a nyt hin g--t hat 's t he tas k f or
                  today. Oth erwise you just rep lay
                  the old pathology. (beat)
                  Maggie, you were talking about
                  Joe's disappearances.
                             MAGGIE
                  I nev er go o ut any mor e. What
                  couple wants to go out with a-
                  t hird whee l? Even wh en he's ho me
                  it's not like we have any friends
                  any more.
                             BERGER
                  So you resent him for expressing
                  your autonomy needs?
                             MAGGIE
                  Yes, I resent him.
                             BERGER
                  For expressing your autonomy
                  needs.
                             MAGGIE
                        (unsure)
                  Yes.
                             BERGER
                  And you, Joe--what do you think
                  you're running from?
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                      51.

46   CONTINUED:    (2)
                            DONNIE
                  I ain't runnin' from nothin'.
                            MAGGIE
                       (mimics)
                  'I ain't runnin' from nuttin'.
                  The man I married was a college
                  man. (to Berger) Sorry.
                              BERGER
                        (resuming, to Donnie)
                  Being the distancer forces Maggie
                  into the role of the pursuer.
                  That gives you a feeling of
                  power. Simultaneously you resent
                  Maggie for expressing the very
                  intimacy needs that in your own
                  li fe yo u 'v e--
                               DONNIE
                  . I ' m an undercover agent for the
                  FBI!
                               MAGGIE
                  I didn't marry the FBI, Joe.
     He writes on a pad. Donnie tries to peek at what he's writing.
                          BERGER
               Okay. I want yo u to spli t the
               week in half. Monday, Wednesday
               and Friday are Joe's intimacy
               days. Tuesdays, Thursday s, and
               Saturdays are Maggie' s. On your
               day, you make one intimacy
               request. Your partner agrees in
               advance to meet it. Whatever it
               is.
                         DONNIE
               What's that---an intimacy request?
                             BERGER
                  A n i nti mac y r eque st. Li ke 'Ru b
                  my back,' or 'Help me work out
                  this problem with the kids.' Odd
                  day, even day, Sunday's off.
                         (beat)
                  And mastur bate. I r ecommend i t,
                  for both of you. It's a good way
                  to blow off stress.
                                                     CUT TO:

47   INT. EVENING.       CADILLAC
     Donnie drives. Maggie SULKS, looks out the window.
                                                        (CONTINUED)

                                                             52

47   CONTINUED:
                         DONNIE
               Can I ask you something?
                         MAGGIE
               NO.
                         DONNIE
               How much is this costing?
     Maggie doesn't say anything.
                          DONNIE
               Okay, Maggie--I want you to
               answer my question. This is my
               intimacy request.
                          MAGGIE
               A hundred dollars.
                         DONNIE
               That was a hundred dollars?
                         MAGGIE
               That's what I said, Joe.
                        DONNIE
              A hundred dollars. And how many
              of these do you think we'll need?
         .              . MAGGIE
              I don't know.
                        DONNIE
              One hundred dollars.
                         MAGGIE
              Is this still your intimacy
              request? Because otherwise I'd
              rather not discuss it anymore.
                         DONNIE
              I gotta work a ten hour day
              risking my life to make a hundred
              dollars!
                         MAGGIE
              Who are you risking your life
              for? Not me, Joe.
                         DONNIE
                    (mincing)
              'Will you rub my back'?
              Va'a'fonaooll
                         MAGGIE
              You're an animal.
                                               (CONTINUED)

                                                                 53.

                   (2)
47   CONTINUED:
                             D O N NI E
                  You know wha   t my intimacy request
                  is fo r him?   It' s very in timate.
                  He can take    that bill he's gonna
                  send me and    shove it up his ass.
     Maggie starts to PUNCH him.
                         MAGGIE
               You're an animal1 Animal1
     Donnie tries to fend her off while he drives. The car swings wildly.
     Approaching the opposite way:
     A TRACTOR TRAILER
     Donnie SWERVES. The car tumbles off the road onto a soft shoulder.
     Maggie continues to hit at Donnie. He wrestles with her.
                             MAGGIE
                  I hope (punch) those guys you're
                  hanging out with (punch) are
                  laying you (punch) because I ' m
                  (punch) not anymore!
     He looks at her. She looks at him. And they
     KISS PASSIONATELY
     grappling in the front seat...He grabs her. Pulls her toward him.
     Realizes that she is encumbered by something. She deftly unhooks the
     bel t. Ki sses his neck. ..
                             MAGGIE
                        (under her breath)
                  Do it.
     But he's not buying.
                            DONNIE
                  Maggie--who told you to wear a
                  seat belt?
                             MAGGIE
                  What?
                            DONNIE
              It's a simple question. You
              never wore a seat belt before/
              Maggie.
                            MAGGIE
              Wait a minute--is this--you think
              I'm having an affair?
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                            54.

                   (3)
47   CONTINUED:
                             D O N N IE
                  I didn't s ay that. It's
                  interesting that you would say
                  that, though.
                             MAGGIE
                  You're right--I ' m secretly seeing
                  a man who wants me to 'Buckle Up
                  for Safe ty'. We h ave t hree
                  child ren, Joe--r emember t hem?
                  One of us has to play it safe.
     She SLAMS out of the car...
     OUT ON THE SHOULDER
     with cars whipping by...Donnie chases after her.
                            DONNIE
                  I just asked a simple question.
                  You're the one that brought it up
                  with the affair.
                            MAGGIE
                  Bulls hit. It's so fr iggi ng
                  ironic that you'd think I ' m up to
                  s omet hing. My n ights are
                  homework and basketball games.
                  What are your nights?
                              DONNIE
                  You know what I'm doing.
                            MAGGIE
                  I don't know a goddam thing.
                            DONNIE
                  I'm doing the job. That's the
                  job.
                            MAGGIE
                  I live like a widow, Joe. That's
                  the only way I can deal with
                  this, with the photographs and
                  memories and our children, and I
                  go on with my life. Like you're
                  already dead.
                            DONNIE
                  It's for your own protection.
                            MAGGIE
                  It's not protecting me--it's
                  killing me.
                                                  CUT TO:

                                                                55.

48   INT. NIGHT.     PISTONE HOME
     Maggie sleeps. Donnie lies awake.
                            DONNIE
                  When did you all of a sudden from
                  nowhere start saying, 'Do it',
                  Maggie?
                            MAGGIE
                  what? Go to sleep.
                            DONNIE
                  'Do it.' You never said that--
                  'Do it'. You never talked that
                  way before.
                                                  CUT TO:

49   INT. MORNING.     PISTONE HOME
     Kerry wakes up to an odd groaning and whining noise...
     DOWNSTAIRS                                                            .
     Donnie compulsively vacuums the living room.
                                                  CUT TO:

50   INT. LATER.     PISTONE BEDROOM
     Bursey INSTALLS a special BLACK PHONE. The girls WATCH with Donnie.
                            BURSEY
                  This is a New York number--it
                  patches through to here.
     Maggie flutters through wearing her SWEATSUIT.
                          MAGGIE
               I ' m sorry to run out, honey. I
               hav e an aero bics class . Tak e
               care of yourself.
     She gives him a peck on the cheek, exits. Donnie turns to the girls
                          DONNIE
               Tha t's a spe cial phone . You
               d on't call on i t. Yo u don 't
               answer it. Nobody touches that
               phone under any circumstances.
               Understood?
                          TERRY �
               Jawohl, Herr Commandantl
     Terry gives Donnie a NAZI SALUTE. Goosesteps out of the bedroom.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                  56.

50   CONTINUED:
                                DONNIE
                  Hey.   Heyl
     Donnie CHASES her a couple of steps. She HURTLES down the stairs.
     SLAMS out the door. Donnie turns back. Bursey shrugs, continues to
     install the phone. Kerry and Sherry indict him with their eyes.
     Exit the bedroom.
                                                  CUT TO:

51   INT. MORNING.       CADILLAC
     Donnie drives through a driving RAIN. Looks in the REAR-VIEW MIRROR.
     Gets suspicious. Turns. A car turns with him...FOLLOWING' him.
     DONNIE TENSE
     He turns again. Again, the car FOLLOWS. Donnie looks again in the
     rear-view mirror. Something FAMILIAR about that car...Turns again.
     A scowl of RECOGNITION plays across Donnie's face. And he goes
     COLD...Approaching an intersection:
     A YELLOW LIGHT
     Donnie slows, then SPEEDS through the intersection as the yellow
     light goes RED...Checks his mirror--the other car is STUCK at the
     light.
     INSIDE THE OTHER CAR
     It's Maggie. She SMACKS the steering wheel in ANGER.
                            MAGGIE
                  Fuck you. Fuck fuck fuck you.
                                                  FLASH CUT TO:

52   EXT. THE PRESENT.      FBI HEADQUARTERS
     A HELICOPTER whips across the familiar face of Washington, D.C. Lands
     on the roof of FBI headquarters. FBI MEN, including Marshall, rush
     to me et it. Eme rgi ng fro m th e c hop per --
     IT'S BERADA                                                        .
     Indomitable black eyes burn in a face grey with illness.
                                                  CUT TO:

53   INT. DAY.     FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Berada, surrounded by suits. Hogue paces with DOCUMENTS.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                          57

53   CONTINUED:
                              HOGUE
                  . . . $ 9 , 0 0 0 for miscellaneous--
                  miscellaneous what?...A $22,000
                  car...$40,000 for X-rated
                  videotapes?
                                                          FLASH CUT TO:

54   INT. THE PAST.      THE COCKEYED CLAM
     Donnie meets with a younger Berada.
                              BERADA
                  . . . I got an agent down in
                  Florid a, Fred C alvin--I go t my
                  finger in the dike and he's got
                  his thumb up his ass. A million
                  bucks in it and Calvin's got
                  nothing.
                              DONNIE
              Meanwhile three years I've been
              .undercover and I can't get a
              fucking two thousand dollar
              raise.
                              BERADA
               joe--
                              DONNIE
                     (correcting him)
              Do nn ie. C al l m e Don ni e-- I d on 't
              wanna get confused.
                             BERADA
              We've been through this. To get
              a raise you gotta go up to
              supervisor grade.
                             DONNIE
              I supervise my prick. Not even
              t hree year s--thr ee an d a h alf
              years.
                             BERADA
              GS-14 is supervisors. That's the
              rules.
                        DONNIE
              Fuggedaboudit.
                             BERADA
              Now what the hell's this about
              porno tapes?
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                                  58

54   CONTINUED:
                              DONNIE
                  I need 40 grand, I gotta middle
                  some porno tapes.
                            BERADA
                  Forty grand for porno tapes?
                              DONNIE
                  you'll get it back. It's
                  nothing. Half of them are for
                  fags.
                              BERADA
                  Oh, that makes me feel much
                  better. You don't watch it,
                  you're gonna be back in the
                  buckets listening to the
                  Bulgarians all day.
                                                  FLASH CUT TO:

55   INT. THE PRESENT.       FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Berada addresses Hogue from his wheelchair.
                              BERADA
                  He has to do some not-so-nice
                  things, sir. He's not undercover
                  in the Camp Fire Girls.
                              HO G U E
                       (r ead ing )
                  'UCA requests four handguns,
                  preferably .38 caliber, to assist
                  in a bank robbery'?
                                                  CUT TO:

56   INT. THE PAST.    THE COCKEYED CLAM
                              DONNIE
                  You take out the firing pin. The
                  guns don't work. What the fuck
                  are you worried about?
                              BERADA
              NO.
                              DONNIE
              Why not?
                              BERADA
              How'm'I gonna explain that to
              Washington?
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                          J
                                      �         .                   59.

56   CONTINUED:
                             DONNIE
                  Hey, Guy, you have to explain
                  this to Washington, that's your
                  fucking job. For me to do my job
                  I need the fucking guns.
                            BERADA
                  There's no procedures for this.
                            DONNIE
                  I don't give a fuck about the
                  fucking procedures. You think
                  (gestures) they have fucking
                  procedures? Hah? I want the
                  fucking guns and I want the
                  fucking money. Understood?
     Berada stares at Donnie, frightened. On his face we see his doubts
     about what's happening to Donnie.
                                                    FLASH CUT TO:

57   INT. THE PRESENT.     FBI
                            BERADA
                  You guys said no to the guns. I
                  don't see why it's coming up now.
                            LEBOW
                  There's a 209 that says Sonny
                  Black might get hit tonight. And
                  Joe would get hit as one of his
                  crew.
                            BERADA
                  What does Joe say?
                            MARSHALL
                  We don't know where Joe is.
                            BERADA
                  What do you mean--you lost him?
                            HOGUE
                  Didn't you think at any point
                  that this was getting a little
                  out there?
                            BERADA
                  Everything in this operation was
                  a judgement call, sir. And we
                  relied on his judgement. He was
                  the one in the field.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                    60.

57   CONTINUED:
                            HOGUE
                       (with documents)
                  These requests have your name on
                  them. Why the h ell did yo u go
                  ahead with this?
                                                      CUT TO:

58   INT. THE PAST.    THE COCKEYED CLAM
                            DONNIE
                  Santo Trafficante--how long's he
                  been the boss o f Florida? You
                  could put his head on your wall.
                        (Berada thinks)
                  If I go down to Florida and vouch
                  for this jerkoff, whatever his
                  n ame is--
                            BERADA
                  Fred Calvin.
                            DONNIE
               Every door in Florida will open
               for this guy Calvin like it. was
               on ball fucking bearings. But I
               w an t t he gu ns . T h e mo n ey . A nd
               no more fucking bullshit.
                            BERADA
               Don't talk to me like you're
               talking to them, Joe.
                         DONNIE
               Donnie.
                            BERADA
               Joe.
                            DONNIE
               Don't waste my time.       With all
               this bullshit about pr     ocedures,
               you'11 do whatever it       takes to
               get t hese guys. Same      as m e.
     Berada mulls it over a beat.
                            BERADA
               You really think we could get
               Trafficante?
     Donnie gets up. Turns.
                            DONNIE
               If I vouch for this guy and he
               fucks up--I'll put a bullet in
               his fucking head.
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                                    61 .

58   CONTINUED:    '                          �
     Donnie exits. Berada WORRIES that this is getting out of hand.
                                                     CUT TO:

59   INT. THE PRESENT.     FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Berada stares at Hogue, stone-faced.
                            BERADA
                  There was never any moment when
                  I thought Joe or the operation
                  was out of control, sir.
                                                     CUT TO:

60   EXT. THE PAST.     MOTION LOUNGE
     A LION IN WINTER. Le fty in hi s overcoat , the Lio n on its l eash. A
     cold DRIZZLE falls. The Lion stops, sniffs at an AUTOMOBILE. Lifts
     a leg:
     PEES ON THE TIRE
     Lefty, embarras sed, looks .around. N EIGHBORS watch from windows--
     some amused, some disapproving. The Lion moves to the next car.
     Sni ffs. Pees on t he ti re. A nd th en to the next :
     SONNY'S MERCEDES
     The Lion sniffs. Lefty tugs on the leash. The Lion resists, sniffs
     some more. Lefty tugs harder. The Lion lifts its leg...Lefty YANKS
     o n the lea sh--the Lio n ROARS. L efty DRAG S the Lion into the Motion
     Lounge.
                                                     CUT TO:

61   INT. DAY.     MOTION LOUNGE
     Donnie takes a football bet on the pay phone.
                            DONNIE
                  .. .We got the Colts giving two-
                  and-a -half. Yea h, (writ ing)
                  Nickel on the Colts.
     INSIDE
     Sonny presides over a BOARD MEETING of the Sonny Black Corporation.
     Nic ky, B oobie and othe r WIS EGUYS --incl udin g BOO TS an d LEG S-- po re
     over crumpled scraps of paper. Sonny makes notes in a little spiral
     NOTEBOOK. Donnie ;joins them.
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                        �.                        62.

61   CO NTI NUE D:
                               BOOBIE
                     We ha d tha t loa d of jean s--
                     remember? Two hundred grand on
                     that. . .
     The Lion shakes its mane, SPRAYS WATER over everyone.
                             NICKY
                 Va'n'aool'. all over everything1
                 L efty--how'm I gonna read this?
                               LEFTY
                     That'll teach you to improve your
                     penmanship.
     Lefty lays a PARKING METER out on a card table. Picks up a SLED<
     HAMMER.
                               BOOTS
                 There's that guy that's making
                 the Quaaludes for us.
                               DONNIE -
                 What're we selling that for? I
                 know a guy I think I could off
                 them to.
                            NICKY
                 Sixty cents apiece. I think it's
                 60. Is it 60?
                           BOOTS
                 We're doing a dime a week.
     WHAM!

     an echoing CLANGOR as Lefty whacks at the parking meter with the
     sledge hammer.
                               SONNY
                 If you're holding out on me,
                 Boots, I'm gonna chop you up.
                               BOOTS
                 I ain't ho lding out. It's ten
                 g ra nd a w ee k. Th a t' s i t.        -
                               SONNY
                 It should be 25.
                       (to Boobie)
                 You ever off that load of
                 sunglasses?
     Boobie nods, gives thumbs up.
                            NICKY
                 Bullshit, Boobie.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                63

                    (2)
61   CONTINUED:
                            BOOBIE
                  I did so, Nicky.
                            NICKY
                  Who you gonna lay off 18 cases of
                  sunglasses to?
                             BOOBIE
                  I laid it off...to the same guy
                  I heisted it from.
                        (to Sonny)
                  Twenty-five grand.
     Sonny writes in his notebook.
     WHAM1
     another deafening smash at the parking meter.
                            SONNY
                  Will you stop it with that?
                            LEFTY
                  How else'm I gonna open it? Open
                  sesame?
                            SONNY
                  What are you gonna get out of
                  that, Left? Fifty bucks?
                            LEFTY
                  Ain't the question.
                            SONNY
                  You know, you guys--you don't
                  fucking think. I'm the skipper
                  now-- I gotta answer. Sonny
                  Red's got 75 million alone }ust
                  with that trucking company out in
                  Jersey and I got fifty bucks of
                  fucking dimes.
                            LEFTY
                  A score's a score.
                            SONNY
              You're like a bunch of fucking
              niggers on welfare.
                         DONNIE
              W hat about Florida? I know a g uy
              down there, he has some vending
              machines he's trying to move.
                         LEFTY
              Let him move them to New York.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                        6 4.

61   C O NT IN U ED :    (3)

                                     DONNIE
                        Plus he has a club down there.
                        He's looking for partners that
                        can give him peace of mind.
                                  SpNNY
                        You know this guy?
     WHAMl
     a nother ba ng at the parking me ter. Left y GLOWERS at Donnie . A look
     that says: SHUT UP.
                                  DONNIE
                        I knew him ten years ago, in
                        Baltimore. He was okay then.
                                  SONNY
                        Where in Florida? The Beach?
                                     DONNIE
                        Tampa.
                                     LEFTY
                        For your information they got
                        their own outfit down there and
                        their own boss.
                                  LEGS
                        Santo Trafficante.
                                     LEFTY
                        Thank you.
                                     NICKY
                        All the economy's moving down
                        there, Florida, 'cause of the Oil
                        Crisis. I heard it on the news.
                                     BOOBIE
                        The economy gotta be good for
                        there to be good moneymaking for
                        crooks.
                                     LEGS
                        Who can get a fucking thing going
                        in this fucking city? It's 5000
                        wiseguys all chasing the same
                        nickel.
                                    NICKY
                        Hey, Sonny, maybe we could do
                        something with Disneyworld down
                        t here. Wis eguy Mount ain.
                        Wiseguys of the Caribbean.
                        Everybody fucks Minnie Mouse up
                        t he a ss. C an yo u ima gine?
                                     (more)
                                                          (CONTINUED)

61   C O N T I N UE D :    (4)
                                     NICKY (Cont'd)
                          (gestures) You grab her by those
                          big fuc kin g e ars --
     Uproarious LAUGHTER from the group. Then suddenly--
     SONNY EXPLODES
     In a RAGE, he stands up, THROWS HIS CHAIR, knocks over the card
     table.
                                     SONNY
                          You think this is a fucking joke?
                          Hah? One day I ' m gonna die, and
                          I ' m gonna be in this same fucking
                          room, with these same fucking
                          guys, talking about these same
                          fucking scams that never amount
                          to anything, and that's how I'll
                          know I got sent to fucking Hell.
     Sonny STORMS out. The guys sit, look at each other. Some dazed.
     Some calculating. Boobie picks up the toppled table.
                                     BOOBIE
                          We better start earning or
                          somebody's gonna get clipped.
     Then Sonny RETURNS. Pale and shaken.
                                     SONNY
                          I can't even imagine it. What
                          kind of people--in broad fucking
                          dayli ght-- what kind of a worl d--
                                      NICKY
                          What happened?
                                     SONNY
                          They stole the Mercedes.
                                                           CUT TO:

62   EXT. DAY.            MOTION LOUNGE
     The guys file out. STARE at the EMPTY SPACE where the Mercedes used
     to be.
                                                           CUT TO:

63   EXT. NIGHT.             LAGUARDIA AIRPORT
     From the runway, as a JETLINER takes off...
                                                           CUT TO:

                                                               6 6.

64   INT. NIGHT.     AIRPLANE
     Nicky and Boobie play GIN in the second row of the FIRST CLASS
     section. Their GIRLFRIENDS sit beside them. Sonny SNOOZES behind
     them on the shoulder of Judy, the waitress we met at the outset.
     Lefty and Donnie sit along the opposite wall, in the smoking section,
                              LEFTY
                         (sotto)
                   Donnie?
                                DONNIE
                   What?
                          LEFTY
               Why'd you inject that, Donnie,
               with Florida?
                          DONNIE
               I didn't inject anything, Left.
                         LEFTY
               You injected that. Don't tell me
               no. I know you, Donnie, you
               don't say nothing unless there's
               a reason for it.
                         DONNIE
               I don't know, Left. I was just
               bullshitting around.
                             LEFTY
               Listen to me, D onnie. I s wear on--
               I don't know which to swear on,
               my dead father, my mother, who I
               love, my children--I swear to
               you, something's going on that
               you don't know about.
                             DONNIE
               I know.          �
                           LEFTY
                     (flaring)
               That's the problem is, you don't
               ko. ' . : ' " . - '
                nw
                           DONNIE
               You don't explain it to me.
                             LEFTY
               You think you can trust Sonny
               Black? Sonny Black is one big
               fat fucking snake in the, uh,
               uh...
                          DONNIE
               Snake in the grass,
                                                 (CONTINUED)

64   CONTINUED:
                            LEFTY
                  You can't say that, Donnie.
                  Sonny Black is the skipper. You
                  don't open your mouth about 'him.
                            DONNIE
                  I was agreeing with you.
                            LEFTY
                  Ain't the question. Now you're
                  r espon sibl e for this . And
                  because I represent you I ' m
                  responsible -- for the whole
                  fucking Magilla fucking Gorilla
                  I ' m responsible.         .
                            DONNIE
                  What are you so upset for? This
                  could be great.
                            LEFTY
                  I die wit'cha, you understand?
                  You walk on a chalk fucking line,
                  Don nie. I got two gren ades at
                  home-- I ' d blow up Mulberry
                  Street, you did something wrong.
                              DONNIE
                  I ' m not gonna do nothing wrong.
                                                   CUT TO:

65   INT. DAY.     KING'S COURT
     Cracked leatherette and gaffer's tape. TOPLESS DANCERS move greyly
     through their paces, ignored by the scattered customers. Donnie
     watches through the glass of a PHONE BOOTH. Supered below:
                  KING'S COURT.   TAMPA., FLORIDA.
                  1979.
                            DONNIE
                       (to phone)
                  I'm in Florida.
                            MAGGIE (O.C.)
                  What are you doing in Florida?
                            DONNIE
                 What do you thi nk I'm doi ng? I'm
                 working.
     DONNIE 'S POV
     as a Dancer bends over, waggles her bare butt...
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                    DO .


65   CONTINUED:    .
                               MAGGIE ( O . C . )
                  It' s tw el ve d eg re es h er e.
     INSIDE
     FRED CALVIN, a.k.a. "CALVINO", late 30s, beefy and bluff, tours
     Lefty through the club. Shows him the LOCKERS behind the bar...
                               CALVINO
                  You run it as a 'bottle club,'
                  members only--keep your own
                  liquor in the lockers, pay for
                  setups. That way there's no
                  liquor license.
                               LEFTY
                  What kind of name is that,
                  'Calvino'?
                             CALVINO
                  Napolitan'.
                        (resuming)
                  Banquet room, six tennis courts,
                  swimming pool in the back...
                             LEFTY
                  You gonna put any money in this?
                               CALVINO
                  First class all the way, Left--
                  that was my original plan. Then
                  the minute I opened the joint I
                  discovered I had partners--these
                  goombahs. 'Gimme two hundred.'
                  'Gimme three hundred.' I said,
                  'Hey--I got a wife for thatl'
     Lefty shoots him a withering look.
                               LEFTY
                  Wait here.
     INSIDE THE PHONE BOOTH
     Donnie watches Lefty approach.
                               MAGGIE
                  It's Terry's Sweet Sixteen on
                  Friday. Did you forget?
                             DONNIE
                  No, I didn't forget.
                         MAGGIE (O.C.)
               Are you going to be here?
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                               69.

                   (2)
65   CONTINUED:
                            DONNIE
                  I ' m gonna try. Look, Maggie, I
                  gotta go.
                            MAGGIE (O.C. )
                  Because it's less disappointing
                  if you'd just say so.
                            DONNIE
                I'll be there, okay? I gotta go.
                ' Bye.
     Donnie moves to hang up. Remembers. Puts the phone back to his
     mouth. . .
                          DONNIE
                I love you.
     ...into a DIAL TONE. Lefty lights an English Oval as Donnie emerges.
                         DONNIE
               So whaddaya think?
                            LEFTY
               I hate Neapolitans. You vouch
               for this guy, Donnie?
                           DONNIE
               Lik e any body else . I k new h im
               ten years ago, he was okay then.
                            LEFTY
               What kind of man begrudges his
               wife?
                           DONNIE
               Look, I'm just making the
               introduction. You make the
               decision.
     Lefty look s aro und. SMIL ES.
                            LEFTY
               You imagine--we have our own
               joint down here?
                         DONNIE
               It's up to you, Left.
                         LEFTY
               I just gotta sit down with the
               man down here.
                         DONNIE
               You know him? Trafficante?
                                                 (CONTINUED)

     CONTINUED: ' ( 3 )
65
                               LEFTY
                 Fuggedaboudit. All over the
                 world I ' m known.
                       (getting an idea)
                 Like a yacht. We gotta take him
                 out on a yacht, have a drink,
                 relax, then he knows these are
                 men of men he's dealing with.
                               DONNIE
                 I know a broad down here, her
                 brother has a boat. Big fucking
                 yacht.
                               LEFTY
                 Get that boat, Donnie. Stay away
                 from the broad.
     Calvino joins them.
                            CALVINO
                 Hey--who's the best looking guy
                 in Florida?
     He slaps a HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL to his forehead.
                               CALVINO
                 Mel
     He laughs, puts his arm around an unamused Lefty.
                                                   CUT TO:

66   EXT. DAY.    THE TAHITIAN
     Sonny broods by the motel pool. Judy and the other girlfriends sit
     a cro ss the wa y. Q UIE T i n t he heat . B oob ie rub s su nta n o il on
     hi mse lf. Nic ky rea ds his pap er. Le fty and Do nni e a rri ve i n t hei r
     street clothes.
                               SONNY
                          (morose)
                 Broad daylight. I still can't
                 get over it. You have to ask
                 yourself-- what kind of people?
                 They take a Mercedes--a man's
                 private property, they take it
                 right off the street.
                            BOOBIE
                 Sonny, fuggedaboudit. It's over.
                            SONNY
                 I don't know what the world's
                 coming to. I honestly don't.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

66   CONTINUED:    .
                               NICKY
                  Ever since they got rid of the
                  death penalty, the whole fucking
                  society's going down the tubes.
                  Like I ' m watching the news last
                  n ig h t--
                            SONNY
                  Hey, Lefty, why didn't you bring
                  Louise?
                               LEFTY
                  Don't equate Louise with them
                  broads, Sonny. I bring Louise
                  when you bring your wives.
                             SONNY
                        (shouts)
                  Hey, Judy--come over here and
                  give everybody a blow job.
     Judy gives him the finger. Sonny smiles, turns to the others.
                         SONNY
               Isn't she spunky?
                               NICKY
                  I'm     watching the news last night.
                  I'm     lying there in bed and I see
                  thes   e guys from Iran, and these
                  guys    are whipping themselves.
                               LEFTY
                  Who?
                               NICKY
                  Iranians. You imagine? They
                  whip themselves, with whips.
                            SONNY
                  Lot of broads into that.
                               LEFTY
                  Geddaddaheah, Nicky--whipping
                  themselves. I never heard of
                  that.
                             NICKY
                  Donnie, am I right?
                               DONNIE
              What?
                               LEFTY
              How come you're asking him? How
              come you don't ask me?
                                                    (CONTINUED)

66   CONTINUED:    (2)
                               NI C KY
                  You just said you never heard of
                  it.
                               LEFTY
                  That's right. I never heard of
                  such a fucking thing.
                               DONNIE
               It's like part of their religion,
               Left . I t's ca lle d se lf-
               flage llation. T hey think it'll
              . bring them closer to God.
                              BOOBIE
                  I ' d like to bring them closer to
                  God.
                               SONNY
                  You see how smart he's getting,
                  Donnie, reading that paper?
                               NICKY
                  That's what they oughtta do.
                  Send over a bunch of wiseguys.
                  Put a gun in your pocket,
                  straighten them right out.
                            LEFTY
                  Nicky, why'd I wanna go to Iran?
                               NICKY
                  I ' m saying you gotta be strong
                  with these people.
                               LEFTY
                  Don't tell me where I go and
                  don't go.
                               NICKY
                  We didn't have these problems
                  with Nixon. And there was law
                  and order in the streets.
     Donnie watches as the group offers a unanimous AMEN with their eyes.
                               SONNY
                          (to Lefty)
                  Everything check out with the
                  club?
                              LEFTY
                  Yeah.
                        (to Nicky)               '
                  I ain't got three dollars in my
                  pocket, Nicky, I'm gonna go to
                  Iran?
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                  73.

                   (3)
66   CONTINUED:
                            NICKY
                  Fuggedaboudit.
                            SONNY
                  The man down here says okay?
                             LEFTY
                  I ' m taking care of it. I gotta
                  reach out--in a month I'll come
                  back and sit down with the man.
                             SONNY
                  He knows who you are?
     ZZZZH! the whir of an autowinder and a black-and-white FREEZE FRAME,
                             LEFTY
                  Fuggedaboudit, Sonny,     All over
                  the world I ' m known.
                            NICKY
                  You are not known in Iran.
              and another freeze frame. Boobie gets up, dives in the pool
     ZZZZH!
              and another FREEZE FRAME.
     ZZZZH!
                                                   CUT TO:

67   INT. NIGHT.     SAFE HOUSE
     A nerve center set up in a hotel suite. FBI AGENTS with headphones
     listen to WIRETAPS, bustle in and out. Donnie, exhausted, sits with
     Bursey and Jules.
                             DONNIE
                  I need a boat. Lefty loves
                  boa ts. B e wan ts s ometh ing
                  special to show off for
                  Trafficanta.
                              BURSEY
                  Anything else?
                             DONNIE
                  Yeah. What happened to my
                  expense check? It's gotta be
                  three months already.
     Bursey gets called to the phone,        BARBARA JONES, 30s, a PROSECUTOR,
     approaches.
                             JULES
                  Joe, this's Barbara Jones. She's
                  an assistant US Attorney.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                 74

67   CONTINUED:
                             DONNIE
                  Donnie. Call me Donnie.
                        (to Jules)
                  I gotta get reimbursed, Jules.
                  It's fucking ridiculous.
                              JONES
               We're missing bits and pieces on
               a lot of these cases. On the
               lo a ns ha rk in g--
                            DONNIE
                  Donnie Brasco has the worst
                  fucking credit rating in the
                  history of the Mafia.
                         JONES
               Like I was saying, with the
               loansharking-- we have to get
               somebody on tape with what the
               rate of interest is.
     Bursey covers the phone.
                         BURSEY
               Does Sally Paintglass report to
               Nicky?
                         DONNIE
               Not Nicky. Nicky Cigars.
                         BURSEY
                    (to phone)
               Not Nicky. Nicky Cigars.
                        DONNIE
              Kiss Jones, how many do I have
              solid?
                             JONES
              Indictments? I don't know.
              F i ft y . Si x ty .
                           BURSEY
                   (calling out)
              Who's Nicky Glasses?
                        DONNIE
              Nicky Glasses. Little Nicky.
                           JONES
              Joe--
                           DONNIE
              Donnie. Call me Donnie. I don't
              wanna get confused.
                            (more)
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                  75.

                     ( 2)
67   CONTI NUED:
                                 DONNIE (Cont'd)
                            (to Jules)
                   What about the club? When's it
                   gonna be ready?
                             JULES
                   It'll be ready when you come back
                   down.
                                DONNIE
                   You gonna spend any money to fix
                   it up or is it gonna stay a dump?
     Bursey moves to the coffee machine. Jules sits with Donnie, hands
     him the NAGRA TAPE RECORDER. He sticks it inside his COWBOY BOOT.
                         BURSEY
               You want some coffee, Joe?
                              DONNIE
                         (correcting him)
                   Donnie.
                                JONES
                   The loansharking predicates are
                   very specific. It's really
                   important that you focus on these
                   things.
                                DONNIE
                   What about the boat? I need that
                   fucking boat. You know, I ask
                   Berada to do something and he
                   just says, 'Done'.
                                JULES
                   Maybe that's why he's in the
                   hospital.
                                JONES
                   The stat says twice the lawful
                   rate. Can you get that on tape?
                          DONNIE
               Just get me that fucking boat,
               okay?
     Bursey rejoins them, stirring his coffee.
                                BUPSEY
               They got that boat down here on
               t hat other inve stiga tion--
               wha tcham acall it. B ig f uckin g
               yacht.
                                DONNIE
               Perfect.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                          76.

                         (3)
67   C ON T IN UE D :
                                  BURSEY
                             (laughing)
                        The agents dress up as Arab
                        sheiks trying to bribe
                        Congressmen. You think that'll
                        ever amount to anything?
                                                         CUT TO:

68   EXT. NIGHT.           MARINA
     Lefty talks to a CAPTAIN, 50s, topsiders and cutoffs.
                                    LEFTY
                        Five grand for that bucket for
                        one day?
                                  CAPTAIN
                        Just listen to me--
                                    LEFTY
                        I listen to my prick. How can
                        you say five grand?
                                  CAPTAIN
                        You don't want it, don't rent it.
     Lefty looks up.            DOUBLETAKES.
     LEFTY'S POV
     as he looks down the dock, where BOOBIE meets with             two COLOMBIANS by
     a cigarette boat. He hands them a paper bag full              of cash to the
     Colomb ians. The y hand him a BRIEFCA SE. Lefty bac           ks int o the
     shadows. Watches, TROUBLED, as Boobie climbs into              his car, drives
     away.
                                   LEFTY
                              (sotto)
                        What the fuck is he up to?
                                                         CUT TO:

69   EXT. MORNING.             TAMPA AIRPORT
     The guys head toward the terminal, followed by Calvino, burdened by
     their LUGGAGE. He lumbers like a pack-animal.
                                    SONNY
                        Left, you wanna take care of the
                        bags? We'll be in the lounge.
     Sonny heads inside with Nicky and Boobie. Lefty looks around.
                                  LEFTY
                        Where's that fucking redcap?
                                                         (CONTINUED)

                                                                  77.

69   CONTINUED:
     Lefty wanders off, looks up the block. Calvino stands on the curb
     with Donnie. Looks up and down. DOUBLETAKES.
                             CALVINO
                       (aside)
                  Oh, Jesus--that's Hollman, Joe.
     "Joe." RAGE flickers almost imperceptibly in Donnie's eyes.
     CALVINO'S POV
     HOLLMAN, 50s, a sharply-dressed LAWYER, climbs out of a Mercedes.
     Moves to the trunk, opens it.
                            CALVINO
                  He'll make us for sure. He was
                  the USD A w ith --
                            DONNIE
                       (hard)
                Shut up and calm down. I'll take
               c a re o f it .   -
     Lefty rejoins them.
                            LEFTY
               Now listen to me, Fred--you
               listening to me?
     CALVINO'S POV
     Hollman helps his wife out of the car. Shuts the door...The REDCAP
     shows up. Starts ticketing the bags.
                            LEFTY
                Just get that club fixed up.
                Anybody says anything, you just
                tell them to have their people
                get in touch with your people in
                New YorJc.
     Hollman drops his bags--in line behind our guys. His wife fishes ir
     her pocketbook for the tickets. . .
                          LEFTY
               Mulberry Street. Ask for Lefty.
                          CALVINO
               Okay, Left.
                         REDCAP
                    (to Lefty)
               Excuse me, sir--your tickets?
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                               78.

69   CONTINUED:    (2)
                            LEFTY
                        (ignoring Redcap)
                  When we come back down, we'll sit
                  down with Who's Who and
                  straighten everything out.
                             HOLLMAN
                        (to Lefty)
                  Excuse me^-he needs your tickets.
     And then he...RECOGNIZES Donnie.
                            HOLLMAN
                  Joe?
     Donnie ignores him.
                             DONNIE
                        (to Calvino)
                  Help this fucking guy put the
                  bags up on the cart. You got the
                  tickets, Left?
                            HOLLMAN
                       (persisting)
                  Joe Pistone?
     Lefty's SUSPICION rises. Hollman moves to take Donnie by the elbow.
     And Donnie WHIRLS on him.
                            DONNIE
                       (angry)
                  Hey, buddy--what the fuck are you
                  selling?
                            HOLLMAN
                  I'm sorry--I thought I recognized
                  you.
                             DONNIE
                        (to Lefty)
                  Get a load of this g uy. The
                  oldest fucking scam in the book.
                  Pretend you recognize someone and
                  meanwhile his partner here takes
                  your w allet, (t o Wife) He fuck
                  you, honey, or does he just
                  thieve with you?
                            HOLLMAN
                  That's my wife.
                            MRS. HOLLMAN
                  C'mon, honey.
                            DONNIE
                  Hah? with his fucking pencil
                  prick?
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                               79.

69   CONTINUED:    (3)
                            HOLLMAN
                       (ironic)
                  My mistake.
     She draws him away. They move toward the terminal.
                             DONNIE
                        (after them)
                  'Cause if he ain't fucking you,
                  honey, coine up to First Class.
                  We got two toilets up there.
     Calvino gives the bag to a REDCAP. Looks in his wallet.
                            DONNIE
                  Fucking guy pissing up my leg.
                              LEFTY                  .
                  Relax. You're gonna bust a blood
                  vessel.
                              DONNIE
                  You can't even go to the fucking
                  airport any more without some
                  fucking Hare Krishna or somebody
                  puts his hand in your pocket.
                            CALVINO
                       (to Lefty)
                  You got change for a twenty?
     Lefty takes the twenty, gives the REDCAP two dollars. KEEPS the
     twenty.
                              LEFTY
                  Send the tickets for me and
                  Donnie. We'll come back down in
                  a month.
                              CALVINO
                  Sounds good to me. (about the
                  twenty^ 5ey Left'--
     But Lefty's already on his way inside. Donnie lingers a beat.
                             CALVINO
                  I wanted change from a twenty.
                  He took the twenty--
                              DONNIE
                         (sotto)
              You ever call me Joe again I'll
              cut your throat.
                                                   CUT TO:

                                                                80.

70   INT. NIGHT.    PISTONE HOME--MINNESOTA
     The door unlocks, and Donnie tiptoes into the house. The middle of
     the night. Goes into the kitchen for a snack. Opens the
     refrigerator.
     A BIRTHDAY CAKE
     half-eaten, with the elided legend, "HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN, TERRY." He
     missed the party.
                           DONNIE
                Shit.
                                                  CUT TO:

71   INT. NIGHT.   TERRY'S ROOM
     Terry lies awake. A shaft of light hits her face as Donnie opens the
     door.
                          DONNIE
               Terry ? You awak e?
                           TERRY
               Yeah.
     Donnie goes to her. Sits on the bed.
                           DONNIE
               I ' m sorry I missed your party.
                         TERRY.
               It's okay. Uncle Bob flew in.
                          DONNIE
               I ' m not the kind of guy that
               breaks his promises.
                           TERRY
               That's what Mom said.
                          DONNIE
               I'm sure that's only part of what
               Mom said.
                         TERRY
               That's between you two.
                             DONNIE
               W ha t' d s he sa y-- sh e w an ts a
               divorce? That's just her way of
               blowing off steam.
                          TERRY
               She was worried something
               happened to you.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                               81.

71   CONTINUED:
                          DONNIE
                Nothing's gonna happen to me,
                Terry. Nothing's gonna happen to
                us -- I won't le t it. Okay ?
                          TERRY
                Look, I understand. It's your
                job.
                          DONNIE
                I ' m doing the right thing. I
                know i t's a sac rifice. It 's the
                same thing I always tell you kids --
                do your best, work hard, never
                quit. That's how I live my life.
                I just had no way of knowing it
                would go this far.
                          TERRY
                It was just a birthday party,
                D ad. You d on't have to go
                through this big apology.
                          DONNIE
               You're getting grown-up now. I
               want you to understand.
                          TERRY
               Half the kids in school don't
               have fathers.
                          DONNIE
               You have a father, Terry.
                          TERRY
               That's not what I meant.
                          DONNIE
               Maybe I'm not there for the good
               times, but I'm there if you need
               me.
                          TERRY
               I know that, Dad.
                         DONNIE
               It's just another six months.
     "Another six months." That phrase. Like a knife in her heart.
                         TERRY
               Whenever. It's no big deal.
                         DONNIE
               Come here. Give me a hug.
     Terry sits up, hugs her f ather. St ruggles ag ainst the tears. An d
     loses.
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                                   82.

71   CONTINUED:     (2)
                                 TERRY
                          (so bb in g)
                  I ha te yo u. I' m so rry . I h at e
                  you so much.
     He takes this like a blow. Hugs her tighter.
                                                     CUT TO:

72   INT. M ORNING.       PISTONE HO ME
     Donnie convenes a FAMILY MEETING over breakfast. Terry, Kerry and
     Maggie sit, sullen, around the kitchen table. Sherry runs down the
     stairs, sits down.
                           SHERRY
               Sorry I ' m late.
                               DONNIE
               Okay. I called this family
               meeting because there's something
               we have to t alk a bout. I kn ow
               what I'm doing involves a lot of
               sacrifice from everyone, but this
               is something patriotic for the
               country that you can all be proud
               of.
                    (beat)
               I called the meeting because
               we're gonna have to move.
                              TERRY
                  I ' m not moving.
                               DONNIE
               This isn't a democracy, Terry.
               This is a dictatorsh ip. And
               that's my decision. It's getting
               too dangerous.
                          MAGGIE
               Well, I don't want to move
               eithe r, Joe. Mo ve where?
                               DONNIE
               There's too many people here who
               know us.
                         MAGGIE
               Those people are known as
               'friends,' Joe. You told me when
               we started this that we'd be
               moving back close to the family.
               That was the deal.
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                 83.

72   CONTINUED:
                            DONNIE
                  We're moving to Minnesota and
                  changing our name to 'Anderson'.
                  That's the deal. It's done.
                            SHERRY
                  'Anderson'? Yeeccch..
                            TERRY
               Fuck that. I ' m staying here.
               I'll live with Kenny.
                          DONNIE
               That language is unacceptable,
               y oung lady . You sit down.
     Terry gets up, walks out. Maggie gets up, too.
                            MAGGIE
                  Well, Mr. 'Anderson', you've
                  topped yourself. Where'd you get
                  that name-- 'Father Knows Best'?
                            DONNIE
                  Where are you going? Don't you
                  want to discuss this?
                            MAGGIE
               Apparently there's nothing to
               discuss. I'm going to get the
               mail.
                         KERRY
               What about our friends?
                         DONNIE
               You'll make new friends.
                          SHERRY
               We're not in the FBI, Dad.
                           DONNIE
               Minnesota's great. Lakes and
               everything. We can get a nice
               piece of land there. Maybe we
               can even get a horse.
     Maggie comes back inside, reading the MAIL. Flips a letter to
     Donnie.                 �      ~
                           MAGGIE
               You know the US government? The
               one you're doing this patriotic
               work for, that we can all be
               proud of?
                         DONNIE
               What's this?
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                         84

72   CONTINUED:     (2)
                            MAGGIE
                  The IRS. We got audited.
                                                           CUT TO:

73   EXT. DAY.     TAMPA HARBOR
     A magnificent hand-built 75-foot motor yacht docked at the marina.
     Lefty BEAMS, arms folded in satisfaction, beside Donnie. Sonny,
     Nicky, Boobie and the girls arrive, carrying COOLERS. They marvel at
     the boat.
                            NICKY
                  Left, that's some fucking boat.
                            SONNY
                  Cozz'. that's beautiful.
     Judy gives Lefty a kiss. He blushes.
                               LEFTY
                  Sonny--lookit what the name is.
                  That's like my name.
     Sonny looks at the stern. Emblazoned across it:
     "THE LEFT HAND"
                            SONNY
                  That's some fucking irony, ain't
                  .it?
                               LEFTY
                  That's hand-built in Taiwan, that
                  boat.
                            BOOBIE
                  What is that, half a million?
                               LEFTY
                  Fuggedaboudit. There's one thing
                  I know, it's boats. This'8 gotta
                  be a million dollars, this boat.
                         (gestures toward boat)
                  G o ah e ad . G et co m fo rt a bl e . I' m
                  gonna wait for the man.
     Sonny and the others head toward the boat. Lefty turns to Donnie.
                               LEFTY
                 Can y ou im agine this ? I' m gon na
                 sit down with the boss . Rem ember
                 that day when we were freezing
                 our nuts off, watching all of
                 them going to sit down with the
                 boss?                                <
                                                           (CONTINUED)

                                                                85.

73   CONTINUED:
                               DONNIE
                  Sonny Red and all them big
                  puffers.
                               LEFTY
                  In New York I never sat down with
                  t he boss in my life. This was a
                  great idea I had, Florida.
                               DONNIE
                  Hey, Left.
     Donnie nods toward the parking lot. Lefty looks, sees a LINCOLN TOWN
     CAR pull up.
                            LEFTY
                  That's him. That's Trafficante.
     Lefty jogs up the dock as STEVE DISALVO, 40s, Trafficante's ENFORCER,
     emerges from the Lincoln.
                          DISALVO
               You Lefty?
                            LEFTY
                  Nice to meet you, Mr.
                  Trafficante.
                            DISALVO
                  This's Mr. Trafficante.
     Lefty turns as SANTO TRAFFICANTE, 70s, a feeble old man with a pork
     pie hat, is helped from the car by his entourage of FLORIDA WISEGUYS.
     He and Lefty shake hands.
                            LEFTY
                  That's the boat I arranged for
                  you, Mr. T raffi cante . We got a
                  full bar, every kind of music,
                  telephone, everythin g. You wa nt
                  anything-- anything you want--you
                  just ask Lefty.
     Trafficante peers down the dock through thick prescription
     SUNGLASSES.
                            TRAFFICANTE
                  Which one's Sonny Black?
                                                FLASH CUT TO:

74   INT. NIGHT.     FBI
     Hogue looks at large color SURVEILLANCE PHOTOS of "The Left Hand" as
     it tools around Tampa harbor. As the party progresses, Sonny Black
     and Trafficante split off and move to the bow. Then Donnie joins
     Sonny and Trafficante. Sonny introduces them...
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                       86.

    74   CONTINUED:
         OVER THIS
         taped dialogue from the group in the stern, with seagulls, surf, and
         the sounds of a party...
         C LOSE ON-- HOGU E
         as his face turns grim...
         H OL D ON-- SU RVE IL LA NCE P HOT O
         as Donnie shakes hands with Trafficante.
                                     HOGUE
                      An FBI man shaking hands with the
                      boss o f Florida ? Did it e ver
                      occur to anyone that that is
                      simply not possible?
                                 JULES
                      Score one for our side.
                                     HOGUE
                      What makes you so sure he's on
                                                                        .
                      our side?
                                                       FLASH CUT TO:

75       EXT. THE PAST.       BOAT
         Sonny and Donnie stand in the bow, look out over the water.
                                   SONNY
                     You can live your life like a man
                     d own here. I bet if you took m y
                     blood pressure right now it'd be
                     down o ne hundre d per cent . Sonny
                     Red's got Jersey and we got
                     Florida, and Florida's better
                                                            '
                     than Jersey, right?
                                DONNIE
                     He can stick Jersey up his ass.
                                   SONNY
                     This is a great idea I had,
                     Florida.
                                   DONNIE
                     Once Lefty arranged it with
                     Trafficante--
                                   SONNY
                     Fuggedaboudit. What Lefty don't
                     understand is guys like
                     Trafficante, their day is done.
                                (more)
                                                       (CONTINUED)

                                                                87.

75   CONTINUED:
                            SONNY (Cont'd)
                  A 70 year old brain can't compare
                  with guys like us, because where
                  he's got like 20 more years
                  experience .in his day, we got 50
                  more years in our day. And we're
                  l iving in our day. C apeesh?
                            DONNIE
                  Simple arithmetic.
                            SONNY
                  Lik e wit h jea ns, who h ad th e
                  idea with ^eans and now look how
                  much money they're making?
                              DONNIE
                  Some young guy.
                            SONNY
                  Lefty's a dynamite-guy, no
                  q uesti on. But y ou kn ow, t he
                  thing with him is. . . he's trying
                  to help you but he hurts you. He
                  gets those two or three wines in
                  him...
                            DONNIE
                  You just gotta take it with a
                  grain of salt.
                         SONNY
               The books open up in December,
               I'm gonna propose you. You know                         <
               what that means?
                            DONNIE
               Fuggedaboudit. Be a made guy?
               That would be unbelievable.
                            SONNY
               What I'm saying is this. You
               don't have to report to Lefty no
               more. From now on you can report
               to me.
     CLOSE ON--DONNIE
     as he calculates the advantages and dangers of his new offer...
     IN THE STERN
     Lefty broods, nurses a spritzer. Watches Donnie with eyes full of
     anger and resentment. Boobie sidles up to him.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                 88.

                   (2)
75   CONTINUED:
                             B OO BI E
                  Can I ask you something? Did you
                  get this boat or did Donnie get
                  this boat?
                            LEFTY
                  Some broad down here he used to
                  know, it belongs to her brother.
                            BOOBIE
                  He knows a lot of broads, Donnie.
                            LEFTY
                  If Donnie had a dollar for every
                  broad of all his broads, he could
                  buy the fucking boat himself.
                            BOOBIE
                  If Donnie's got so many broads,
                  how come we never seen none of
                  them?
                            LEFTY
                  He uses them broads like Kleenex.
                  He won't spend a dollar to take
                  a lady out.
     Boobie drinks, takes a beat.
                            BOOBIE
                  You ever notic   e Donnie'11 buy
                  guns from you,    if you're offing
                  guns, but you    never see him be
                  the one offing    guns?
     Lefty thinks a beat.
                                                       CUT TO:

76   INT. NIGHT.     TAHITIAN
     Donnie takes off his cowboy boots. Takes the Nagra out of his boot
     Rewinds the tape. Plays it.
                            DONNIE (O.C.)
                  I just got some things I gotta
                  take care of, back in the city.
                            SONNY (O.C.)
               When you come back, you represent
               me in Florida.
     He SNAPS it off. Hides it back in his cowboy boot.
                                                    CUT TO:

                                                                89.

77   INT. DAY.     LAGUARDIA AIRPORT
     Donnie and Lefty wait with the crowd at the BAGGAGE CAROUSEL.
                            LEFTY
                 I'm telling you, it's good to be
                 back in New York. That fucking
                 Florida baked everybody's brain.
                 when Sonny gets out of the
                 fucking sun he's gonna realize
                 what a miserable fucking idea you
                 had.
                           DONNIE
                 How long's he gonna stay down
                 there?
                            LEFTY
                 Do I know? (resuming) I never
                 saw so many old people in my
                 life. Who the fuck wants to go
                 to Florida? Sometimes you are
                 one stupid cocksucker, Donnie.
     Donnie FLARES at the word "cocksucker." :
     THEIR POV
     as Lefty's SUITCASE moves toward them. Donnie doesn't budge.
                            LEFTY
                 Donnie--that's my bag, Donnie.
                 Don nie --
                            DONNIE
                 Nobody calls me cocksucker.
                 Understood?
                           LEFTY
                 You get that fucking bag.
                           DONNIE
                 I'm not getting it.
                           LEFTY
                 Pick it up.
                           DONNIE
                 NO.
                           LEFTY
                 Pick up the fucking bag.
                            DONNIE
                 No fucking way, Left.
                           LEFTY
                 Don't think you got the wood over
                 m y ey es, D onnie . I w atch you '
                 siding up to Sonny Black.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                        90,

77   CON TINUED:
                             DONNIE
                   That's got nothing to do with it.
                             LEFTY
                   Now you're on your fucking high
                   horses.
                               DONNIE
                   I got no fucking loyalty to Sonny
                   Black. That ain't the issue.
                              LEFTY
                        (off bags)
                   Donnie--that's the other one!
                              DONNIE
                   Nobody calls me cocksucker.
                             LEFTY
                   For your information I'll call
                   you whatever the fuck I want. I
                   call you cocksucker. I call you
                   motherfucker. I call you, uh,
                   uh...
     Other PASSENGERS start to clear them a wide berth...
                               DONNIE
                   You're the fucking cocksucker.
                   H uh? Yo u f uck ing coc ksu cke r--h ow
                   does it feel?.
                               LEFTY
                   Fuck. My fucking knife's in the
                   bag.
     Lefty's chases after the suitcase...
                               DONNIE
                   Go ahead, Left. Fucking whack
                   m e . S t a b m e. R ig h t i n th e
                   fucking baggage claim.
                             LEFTY
                   You pick up that bag, Donnie.
                               DONNIE
                   Whack me! Because you know what?
                   You make me so fucking mad I'm
                   gonna whack you and then I'm
                   gonna get whacked for whacking
                   you anyway!
                               LEFTY
                   You can't call me cocksucker,
                   Donnie.
                                                          (CONTINUED)

                                                                 91 .

                    (2)
77   CONTINUED:
                             DONNIE
                   I ain't picking up the bag.
                            LEFTY
                  You pick it up.
                             DONNIE
                  I ain't.
                            LEFTY
                  You pick up that bag, Donnie.
                                                  CUT TO:

78   INT. LATER.     LAGUARDIA
     Donnie and Lefty stand ALONE by the carousel, arms folded, as their
     suitcases go around.
                                                  DISSOLVE TO:

79   INT. NIGHT.     PISTONE HOME--MINNESOTA
     Terry and Kerry and their new BOYFRIENDS make out on their parents'
     bed. Limbs writhing in adolescent lust. Then a RING...
     THE LEFTY PHONE
     by the bedside. They stop, watch it ring. Then Terry's hand MOVES
     toward the forbidden phone. This close...
                             KERRY
                  Terry1
                                                  CUT TO:

80   INT. NIGHT.    LEFTY'S APARTMENT
     Lefty SLAMS the phone down. Sits with a huff in his chair. Louise
     brings him a spritzer.
                            LOUISE
                  Here you go, Bennie.
                            LEFTY
                  Did Donnie call today?
                            LOUISE
                  No. I don't know when's the last
                  time I heard from him. Is he out
                  of town?
                             LEFTY
                  Shut up, Louise.
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                              9 2.

80   CONTINUED:
     On Louise, hurt--Lefty doesn't talk to her that way. She exits.
     Lefty, frustrated, turns on the TV.
                                                CUT TO:

81   INT. NIGHT.   JAPANESE RESTAURANT
     A Japanese MAITRE D' greets Sonny, Donnie, Nicky and Boobie at the
     door.
                          MAITRE D'
             . Good evening. Please step this
              way.
     The Maitre d' ushers them inside. Donnie lingers behind, NERVOUS...
                          NICKY
               My wife says it's very in,
               Japanese. She heard it on John
               Gambling. Very big now.
     The Maitre d' stops them.
                         MAITRE D'
               Please to remove your shoes.
     DONNIE'S COWBOY BOOT
     with the Nagra in it. The Maitre d' waits for Donnie's shoes,
     GESTURES...Donnie thinking fast...
                          DONNIE
               Get a load of this guy. (to
               Maitre d') How about you take off
               your fucking pants?
                         NICKY
              That's part of the thing of it,
              Donnie. You take off your shoes
              and sit on the floor.
                        DONNIE
              I'm not taking my shoes off for
              this guy.
                        MAITRE D'
              I'm afraid is necessary.
                         S9NNY
              C'mon, Donnie. Just take off
              your fucking shoes and let's eat.
                         BOOBIE
              What's the big deal?
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                        :       9.
                                                                3



81   CONTINUED:
                            DONNIE
                  Hey, Boobie, who won the fucking
                  war?                                  :
                               SONNY
                  Donnie--I ' m hungry and I ain't in
                  the mood.
                            DONNIE
                  I ain't doing it.
                             SONNY
                  Take off your fucking shoes or
                  I ' m gonna chop off your fucking
                  legs.
                             MAITRE D'
                  Is house rule.
                            DONNIE
                  I grew up an orphan because my
                  Dad took a fucking bullet in
                  Okinawa, and I'll lose my boot up
                  his fucking asshole before I'll           '
                  take orders from fucking Mr. Moto
                  here.
                            MAITRE D'
                  Is house rule.
                            SONNY
                  I wanna fucking eat, Donnie.
                         MAITRE D'
               Rule of house.
     The moment of truth.
     DONNIE BLOWS
     GRABS the Maitre d' and RAMS him through the doors of the MEN'S   ROOM.
                                                  CUT TO:

82   INT. MEN'S ROOM
     Donnie and the Maitre d' go at it. . The little guy's game, quick and
     tough. Then the other SWA RM inside. And the MASSACRE b egins.
     FISTS AND KICKS
     crunch dow n on the Maitre d'. Donnie in with the m--EXCITED by the
     fray, the adrenaline RUSH. He KICKS the Maitre d' hard....The Mait re
     d' SCREAMS...
                                                  CUT TO:

                                                                   94.

83   INT. THE PRESENT.      FBI
     Hogue listens to the tape. . . Donnie's hard breathing...The Maitre d ' s
     screams...The THUDS of Donnie's kicks...
                                                   FLASH CUT TO:

84   INT. THE PAST.    MEN'S ROOM
     Nicky takes a roll of quarters. Holds it in his fist, PUNCHES hard
     across the Maitre d's brow. Blood TORRENTS from the gash...Blinded
     by the blood, the Maitre d' swings wildly...
     BOOBIE SLIPS
     on the blood and falls into the PUDDLE. . . Sees the STAINS on his
     slacks...In a rage now...Boobie grabs a GARBAGE CAN, swings it at the
     Maitre d ' , who sinks in a heap, unconscious. The guys continue to
     KICK at him...
     CLOS E ON--DO NNIE
     as he backs away, APPALLED by the explosion of violence--and his part
     in it.
                                                   FLASH CUT TO:

85   INT. SAME TIME.      FBI
     PHOTOS of the Maitre d ' , bloodied and bruised, taken at the hospital
     afterwards . Hogue i nspects th em.
     OVER THIS
     the tape plays...
                            BOOBIE (O.C.)
                 How many times I gotta tell you,
                 N ic ky ? T h e he a d bleeds like a
                 motherfucker.
                            N ICKY ( O.C.)
                 Try club soda. Sometimes that
                 works, club soda.
                           BOOBIE (O.C.)
                 Goddam Brioni suit.
                            HOGUE
                 This is what the FBI does?
                 You're telling me this is the
                 fucking FBI?
                            BERADA
                 You think Joe went over to the
                 other side?
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                 95.

 85   CONTINUED:
                             HOGUE
                   I think that's a question worth
                   asking, don't you?
                             BERADA
                   Ask him the fuck yourself.
                             HOGUE
                   From everything we know what he
                   did is simply not possible. Then
                   you look at the guns and the
                   porno tapes and (with photos)
                   this. That is not the behavior
                   of an FBI agent. I listen to
                   those tapes and that is not the
                   speech of an FBI agent.
                              JULES
                   I ' m tired of defending what we
                   did. You're so sure he went over
                   the other side? Maybe we should
                   fucking arrest him.
                            LEBOW
                  We should pull him out, is what
                  we should do.
                            JULES
                  We don't even know where the fuck
                  he is, Clarence. Remember?
                             BERADA
                  Joe's a seducer. He seduced
                  them.
                            HOGUE
                  Well, maybe he fucking seduced
                  you.
      THE CLOCK
      on the wall reads "9:30." The phone RINGS. Jules grabs it. Listens
      a beat. Turns to the others.
                            JULES
                  The guy inside spotted Sonny
                  Black at the wedding. Donnze's
                  with him.
                                                   CUT TO:

86    INT. SAME TIME.    CHURCH HALL
      FBI #2, in the guise of a BUSBOY, pours water. Keeps an eye on our
      guys at a remote table, amidst several hundred GUESTS.
i�        .                                         '
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                               96.

86   CONTINUED:
     AT THE TABLE
     Our guys, dour and nervous, sit with their wives. Donnie with a
     blonde BIMBO.
                            SONNY
                  What kind of a fucking table is
                  this? We're in fucking Siberia
                  with this table.
     RED COWBOY BOOTS
     approach beneath tuxedo pants. Sonny Red, accompanied by his son
     Bruno and Big Trin, claps Sonny Black on the back.
                         SONNY RED
               I heard you was down in Florida.
                            SONNY
                  Yeah, you know--take the sun. I
                  didn't want to come back.
                            SONNY RED
                  You got friends in Florida?
                            SONNY
                  They're very friendly down there,
                  the people.
     Sonny Red pinches Sonny's cheek.
                            SONNY RED
                  Nice color you got. Redl
     Bruno and Big Trin laugh uproariously. They move on as our guys look
     daggers their way.
                             SONNY
                  I gotta go to the John.
     Sonny gets up. All the guys get up with him. Follow Sonny to the
     John.
     SONNY RED
     watches them from his table. Then looks up.
     SONNY RED'S POV
     of the FBI "busboy" as he clears the salad dishes...Sonny Red
     whispers something to Bruno.
                                                 CUT TO:

87   INT. SAME TIME.    FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue turns to LeBow.
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                 97.

87   CONTINUED:
                            HOGUE
                        (covering phone)
                  You're sure the informant said
                  tonight?
                             LEBOW
                  The hit's going down tonight.
                          JULES
               In about two fucking minutes
               they're gonna start getting
               suspicious about that
              . surveillance van.
                             HOGUE
                        (to phone)
                  Anything from the guy inside?
                           ' JULES
               We have a guy inside, sir--Joe's
               the gu y inside. And clear ly he
               doesn't think there's a problem.
                          LEBOW
               He can't stay undercover forever.
               If it's not now, it's next week.
               Or next month.
                          HOGUE
                    (to phone)
               If they leave/ stay with them.
                         JULES
               Are you out of your fucking mind?
               A fucking New Jersey telephone
               repair van in the rear-view
               mirror all the fucking way to
               Brooklyn? Why don't you }ust put
               a bullet in his head?
                                                   CUT TO:

88   INT. SAME TIME.    BATHROOM
     Boobie and Donnie enter first, hands ready by the guns in their
     cummer bunds. Ch eck all th e stalls. Nicky pos ts himself by the d oor
     and Sonny enters wi th Lefty. Sonny goes into the STALL. Cl oses the
     door behind him.
                          NICKY
               I heard the zips went in with
               Sonny Red.
                         BOOBIE
               The only ones in with us is us.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                               98.

88   CONTINUED:
     VILE NOISES
     emanate from the stall. The guys stand around, awkward, nervous,
     watching.
                            LEFTY
                  Christ, Sonny--what'd you eat for
                  lunch?
                            SONNY
               Judy.
     The guys LAUGH. Then FLINCH as the door OPENS. . . Hands at their
     guns...
     PHILLY LUCKY
     holds his hands up, palms up.
                         PHILLY LUCKY
               Where's Sonny?
     The toilet FLUSHES. Sonny eme rges. Look s to Phil ly Lucky.
                            PHILLY LUCKY
               Sonny wanted me to tell you--he
               wants to schedule a sitdown.
               Hash everything out.
                                                 CUT TO:

89   INT. LATER.    FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue looks at the clock: "11:10". Looks at Jules. Gets back on the
     phone.
                          HOGUE
                     (to phone)
               What's going on?
                          TECH #1 (O.C.)
               They're coming out.
                                                 CUT TO:

90   EXT. SAME TIME.    CHURCH HALL
     Sonny hands his car keys to his wife.
                           SONNY
               You go hom e with Ir ene. We're
               going out bouncing.
                    (to Boobie)
               C'mon. We'll take your car.
                                                 (CONTINUED)

                                                                  99.

90   CONTINUED:
     His wife gives Sonny a perfunctory kiss on the cheek. She and
     Boobie's wife climb into Sonny's new Mercedes.
                                                    CUT TO:

91   INT. SAME TIME.      FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue covers the phone. Turns to the others.
                            HOGUE
                  They're putting the wives in a
                  separate car.
                            JULES
                  Just get that van out of there.
                            LEBOW
                  We just found him. Now you want
                  to unfind him?
                            MARSHALL
                  Seems like a false alarm, thank
                  God.
                            LEBOW
                  Tonight maybe it's a false alarm.
                  So tomorrow night he gets killed.
                  O r he kill s somebody --did you
                  ever think of that?
                            JULES
                  You make it sound like Joe's the
                  only one in danger from these
                  g uys-- eight million people in
                  the city of New York are in
                  danger from these guys. If they
                  walk away from this because we
                  don't have the cases they'll be
                  stronger than they ever were.
                              MARSHALL
                  You have to make a decision, sir.
                            HOGUE
                  I can't make a decision this wayl
                  It's fucking insanity!
                            JULES
                  You have to get that van out of
                  there. Just give me the phone.
                            HOGUE
                  It's my watch. It's my call.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                 100,

91   CONTINUED:
                             JULES
                       (right back)
                  Then make the fucking call.
                  Either you trust him or you
                  don't. That's w hat it's a lways
                  been with this. Either you trust
                  Joe or you don't.
     Hogue thinks a long beat. Gets back on the phone.
                             HOGUE
                        (to phone)
                  Okay. Wrap it up and get out of
                  there.
                                                  CUT TO:

92   EXT. NIGHT.     CHURCH HALL
     Sonny, Boobie, Lefty, Nicky and Donnie walk toward the cars. Lefty
     and Nicky split off toward Lefty's Cadillac.
                             SONNY
                  Donnie--ride with us.
     Nicky and Lefty climb into Lefty's Cadillac. Sonny, Boobie and
     Donnxe approache Boobie's Cadillac. Donnie reaches for the back
     door.
                            SONNY
                     (to Donnie)
               Why don't you sit in front?
     A sudden chord of TERROR plays up Donnie's spine. Donnie looks to
     Lefty for help...For some indication. . . But his eyes are DEAD. They
     all climb in Boobie's Cadillac.
     THE SURVEILLANCE VAN
         ulls away from the curb, drives off...Boobie pulls out of the lot in
     g   is Cadillac, drives off in the opposite direction.
                                                  CUT TO:

93   INT. SAKE TIME.     FBI HEADQUARTERS
     Hogue BROODS as the FBI men roll down their sleeves> pull on their
     jackets, snap closed their briefcases...
                            JULES
                  I told you that wire was a
                  fucking fiction writer.
                             LEBOW
                  He's never been wrong before,
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                 101

93   CONTINUED:
                            HOGUE
                  What exactly did the informant
                  say?
                            LEBOW
                  He said the hit's going down
                  tonight at the. wedding.
                            HOGUE
                  Did he say a hit on Sonny Black?
                            LEBOW
                  A hit . There's a war bet ween
                  Sonny Red and S onny Black --
                  they're both at the wedding--I
                  in ter pola ted th at--
                            HOGUE
               Who was this informant? Where -
               does his information come from?
                          LEBOW
               He's close to guys who are close
               to the guys in Sonny Black's,
               crew. He's very reliable.
                          HOGUE
               Goddamit1
     Hogue frantically dials the phone.
                            LEBOW
               What?
                            HOGUE
               Sonny Black's not the target.
               Sonny Black's the shooter!
                         LEBOW
               I just assumed---
                            MARSHALL
               Oh my God.
                                                   CUT TO:

94   INT. LATER.    BOOBIE'S CADILLAC
     Boobie drives, Donnie beside him. The menacing QUIET of the open
     road. Past PROSPECT PARK...
                            SONNY
               Hey, Boob, remember how we used
               to run around here, when we was
               kids? We used to have running
               races. . .
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                 102.

94   CONTINUED:
                            BOOBIE
                  I whipped your ass many a time.
                            SpNNY
                  Fuggedaboudit.
                            BOOBIE
                  When I raced wit'cha, it looked
                  like you're standing still.
                            SONNY
                  Oh, yeah? Pull over.
                            BOOBIE
                  Fuggedabouit. I whipped your
                  ass. Your day is done.
                         SONNY
               Pull over. We're gonna see whose
               day is done. C'mon, Donnie. You
               do the on the marks.
     Boobie pulls over. They pile out of the car.
                                                   CUT TO:

95   EXT. NIGHT.    PROSPECT PARK
     Boobie and Sonny crouch at an imaginary starting line.
                          SONNY
               Okay. We're running to the
               fountain.
                          BOOBIE
               Okay.
                         SONNY
               You remember the fountain?
                         BOOBIE
               I remember the fountain.
                          SONNY
               Donnie--you do the 'on your
               marks'.
                          DONNIE
               On yo ur ma rk s. Ge t s et . Go!
     They JUMP off the line...RUNNING through the blackness... Sonny takes
     an early lead, but Boobie's leaner...Starts to pull away...Looks over
     at Sonny, GRINS...
     DONNIE PEERS
     into the darkness...Sees them DISAPPEAR into the trees.
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                 103.

95   CONTINUED:
     SONNY AND BOOBIE RUN
     huffing and puffing. . .They disappear into the darkness .. .And Donnie
     realizes that he's
     ALONE IN THE DARK
     Turning, around and around... A RAT with no place to hide...
     THE RACE CONTINUES
     Boobie looks over at Sonny, pulls away...
     DONNIE IN TERROR
     Adrenaline rushes through him. As 'he turns, and turns, and
     WAITS... For the bullet that will kill him...
     BOOBIE RUNS
     S onny yard s behind h im. Then Sonny STOP S. Reaches into his
     w aistb and. And pulls out
     A PISTOL
     Boobie running FREE in the night. . .Reaches the fountain, holds up his
     a rms in vic tory. Lea ns over, h ands on k nees, WHEE ZING. Turn s,
     smiling. And his smile FRACTURES.
     DONNIE FLEES
     Jogs a couple of steps to find some cover... Then hears
     A DISTANT GUNSHOT
     as it echoes through the park. Donnie crouches by reflex. From the
     shadows, a man STAGGERS toward Donnie -- it's Boobie, bleeding
     profusely from a head wound . . . Sonny chases him. ..The champagne POP!
     of more GUNSHOTS...
     SONNY AIMS
     fires... His .45 JAMS...
                               SONNY
                Fucking son of a bitch! Donnie,
                get 'iml
     Boobie STAGGERS, bleeding from three wounds now. . .Running toward his
     car... Donnie runs toward him. ..The CRUNCH of wet grass...
     DONNIE TACKLES HIM
     Boobie falls heavily... BLOOD belches out of his mouth...
                               BOOBIE
                Help me. . .
                                                (CONTINUED)

                                                                        104.

95   CO N TI N UE D :     (2 )
     Sonny catches up. Grabs his .45 by the barrel and savagely SMASHES
     Boobie in the head. A thick sound--like a melon falling off a shelf.
     Again and again...Blood EVERYWHERE... Donnie backs off, looks up, as
     LEFTY ARRIVES
     in his Cadillac. Nicky beside him. Sonny tosses Boobie's keys to
     Donnie.
                                   SONNY
                        Pull his car around, I think he
                        has a bag in the trunk.
                                                          CUT TO:

96   INT. LATER.           LEFTY'S APARTMENT
     Lefty pours Donnie a Scotch. Sits down with a spritzer.
                                  LEFTY
                        He was holding out on him.
                        Fucking coke deal Boobie was
                        running down in Florida.
                                  DONNIE
                        Sonny found out about it?
                                   LEFTY
                    Do I still gotta school you after
                    w hatever fu cking yea rs? That's
                    the worst thing you could do to
                    a m an li ke So nny Black . You
                    could pull his cock before you
                    could take a dollar out of his
                    pocket.
                                DONNIE
                    How'd he find out?
                                   LEFTY
                    Who?                               -.           '
                                   DONNIE
                    Sonny.
                                   LEFTY
                    Why the fuck are you asking so
                    many fucking questions, Donnie?
                                   DONNIE
                    I don't know, Left. Boobie was
                    a friend, of all of us.
                                 ' LEFTY
                    Boobie wasn't no friend to you/
                    Donnie/ believe me.                       -
                                                          (CONTINUED)

                                                                  105.

 96   CONTINUED:
                             DONNIE
                   What are you talking about?
                               LEFTY
                   Ain't nobody gonna give you a
                   pass no more, Donnie. You walk
                   on a chalk fucking line from now
                   on.
      C LOSE O N--DONNI E
      as he realizes that Lefty sold out Boobie to save him.
                             DONNIE
                   You told Sonny that Boobie was
                   holding out?
                             LEFTY
                   Ain't the question.
                               DONNIE
                   Because of me? What was Boobie
                   saying?
                             LEFTY
                   Ain't the question, Donnie.
      Lefty finishes his spritzer. Gets up to make another.
                              LEFTY
                   I don't know what made you think
                   I'd give you up. I had too many
                   fucking disappointments in my
                   l ife. Neve r in the f ucking en d
                   of the earth will I give you up.
                                                    CUT TO:

97    INT. NIGHT.     DONNIE'S APARTMENT
      Donnie holds the Nagra in his hand. The SOUNDS of the murder as it
      plays. . . .
                                BOOBIE (O.C.)
                          (on tape)
                   Help me. . .
      Then the CRUNCH as Donnie tackles him. Donnie rips the tape out of
      the Nagra, throws it in the sink. BURNS it.
                                                    CUT TO:

98    INT. DAY.     THE MOTION LOUNGE
      Donnie watches "The Today Show" on the TV over the bar. The guys
      plan gin.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                    106.

98   CONTINUED:
                              JOHN PALMER (O.C.)
                  . . . I n other news an FBI sting has
                  resulted in the arrests of over
                  100 state and Federal
                  officials...
     ON THE SCREEN
     Surveillance images of FBI "SHEIKS" dressed in flowing caftans...Then
     the image cuts to VIDEO of the same "sheiks" partying with
     CONGRESSMEN on a docked YACHT...
                                 PALMER (O.C.)
                  . . . Known as ABSCAM, it was the
                  largest such operation in the
                  Bureau's history...
     Donnie peers more closely at the TV.
     CL OS E ON --T HE S TE RN
     with the name "The Left Hand" emblazoned on it.
                         SONNY
               Donnie, pull up a chair.
     Donnie takes a last look at the TV. Joins Sonny, Nicky and Lefty at
     the card table as Nicky shuffles the cards.
                          NICKY
                     (to Donnie)
               You know how to keep score?
     A moment of recognition that
     BOOBIE'S GONE
                                                      CUT TO:

99   EXT. DAY.     PISTONE HOME
     Donnie mows the grass. Row after precise row. RAKES the clippings
     into identical, evenly spaced PILES. Fills up TRASH BAGS, piles them
     neatly on the curb.
     IN THE DRIVEWAY
     A STA TION WAGON parked n ext to Mag gie's CORV ETTE. Don nie notice s
     that the station wagon is filthy. RUNS a finger through the dirt on
     the hood.
     DONNIE CLEANS
     the pile of TRASH in the well of the car--McDonald's wrappers, Tampax
     wrappers, a copy of Mademoiselle, a lipstick, a basketball.. DUMPS
     it. Pulls out the ASHTRAY. Something that makes him suspicious...
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                                       107.

 99   CONTINUED:
      DONNIE RUBS THE ASHES
      between his fingers. RECOGNITION. . .He DIGS into the space between
      the se ats. Fin ds a quart er. A pape r clip. A nd then:
      A SEED
                                                         CUT TO:

100   INT. DAY.    PISTONE HOME
      Terry stumbles down the stairs in her bathrobe, half -asleep. She
      hears Donnie CRASH inside, and something tells her it's about her.
      ABOUT FACE into the bathroom...
      IN THE LIVING ROOM
      Donnie hears the bathroom door upstairs CLICK, locked. Turns as
      Maggie enters from the kitchen.
                           DONNIE
                Where's Terry? She still asleep?
                            MAGGIE
                  I think so. What's the matter?
                              DONNIE
                  As lee p. Perf ect . A sle ep at 1 2
                  noon. It all fits the profile.
                              MAGGIE
                  What profile? Joe, you're
                  scaring me.
                            DONNIE
                  The twelve warning signs. Our
                  daughter Terry is a drug user.
      INSIDE THE BATHROOM
      Terry listens by the door.
                           TERRY
                Shit.
      BACK--IN THE LIVING ROOM
      as Donnie counts off the "warning signs" of drug addiction.
                             DONNIE
                  Oversleeping. Short attention
                  span. Hostility to authority.
                  B in g e e at i n g--
                             MAGGIE
                That would apply to every
                teenager in America.
                                                         (CONTINUED)

                                                                  108,

100   CONTINUED:
                             DONNIE
                   Don't tell me my business. Do
                   you know what this is?
      He holds out the marijuana seed. Maggie peers at it.
                             DONNIE
                   This is a marijuana seed.
                             MAGGIE
                   Where did you find that?
                             DONNIE
                   Maggie, I am an FBI agent.
                   That's who I am. I am out there
                   risking my life, 18, 20 hours a
                   day, weekends, Christmas--
                             MAGGIE
                   You don't have to tell me, Joe.
                           DONNIE
                Well, what do you think     I ' m doing
                it for? I am spending      my life to
                put away the guys that     make money
                off this shit, and I'm      damned to
                hell if I ' m gonna have    it in my
                house.
                             MAGGIE
                You know, Jules called me this
                wee k. Do you know they 're
                looking for you?
                           DONNIE
                Don't change the subject.
                             MAGGIE
                I'm not changing the subject.
                You're the subject, Joe. You're
                becoming like them.
                          DONNIE
                I'm not the fucking pothead.
                          MAGGIE
                You don't see it.
      Donnie turns, heads up the stairs, Maggie following.
                            DONNIE
                Geddadaheah. Go weigh yourself
                or something. Sleeping Beauty
                and I are going out to the
                woodshed.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                     109.

                     (2)
100   CONTINUED:
                               M A GG I E
                   In my next life I ' m gonna marry
                   a Jewish doctor.
                               DONNIE
                   In the fucking car that I make
                   the payments on, in the fucking
                   driveway of the house that I pay
                   the fucking mortgage on--a goddam
                   m ar i ju an a s e ed --
                                  MAGGIE
                           (defiant)
                   How do you know it isn't mine?
      Donnie stops a beat. RAGE drumming up inside him, rage that
      CRESCENDOES as he
      SMACKS HER BACKHAND
      Sh e l ooks up at hi m. Not hur t. But de vast ate d. Don nie mov es to
      comfort her, to apologize...Maggie
      SMACKS HIM BACK                                                           \� .
      Then storms out of the house. Donnie BROODS, looks up to the landing
      as Sherry and Kerry come out from their rooms. From outside, SOUNDS
      of Maggie as she SLAMS into her Corvette and zooms out of the
      driveway, engine ROARING and tires SQUEALING...
                                                     SMASH CUT TO:

101   INT. DAY.     HOSPITAL
      Donnie BANGS through swinging doors, past ORDERLIES in white coats,
      his face tight with anxiety, his skin green in the cold fluorescent
      light.
      AT THE DESK
      He bulls past two waiting GUESTS, accosts the NURSE.
                               DONNIE
                I'm looking for my wife. Mrs.
                An der son. Ma ggi e A nde rson . S he
                was i n an accid ent? I'm h er
                husband.
      The Nurse gives him a form on a clipboard.
                               NURSE
                   Here you go. You're Mr.
                   Anderson?
                              DONNIE
                   Where is she?
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                 110,

101   CONTINUED:
                             NURSE
                   Only the immediate family is
                   allowed in ICU. Do you have a
                   driver's license?
      He gives her his driver's license.
                             DONNIE
                   Is she okay?
                             NURSE
                   Excuse me. This says, 'Donald
                   Brasco'.
                             DONNIE
                   Christ. Let me just see her.
                   She'll tell you who I am.
                          NURSE
                We can't do that.
                             DONNIE
                   If I could see her we could clear
                   this whole thing up.
                              NURSE
                   I ' m sorry, sir. We need proof of
                   ID.
                           DONNIE
                I need ID to see my fucking wife?
                I ' m her husband1 Who the fuck
                else would I be?
      A DOCTOR, cold-blooded, 30s, arrives.
                          DOCTOR
                Mr. Anderson?
                                                   CUT TO:

                     X-RAY ROOM
102   INT. NIGHT.
      The DOCTOR shows Donnie the X-rays.
                             DOCTOR
                Collapsed lung. Broken wrist,
                collarbone. ^Multiple lacerations
                from the glass. The most serious
                injury was from her contact
                lenses-- they smashed into her
                corneas. They're torn up pretty
                badly. She may lose an eye.
                           DONNIE
                Can't I see her?
                                                   (CONTINUED)

                                                                  11
                                                                   1.
102   CONTINUED:
                             DOCTOR
                   We'll see if she stabilizes in a
                   couple of hours.
                                                    CUT TO:

103   EXT. LATER.     WAITING ROOM
      Donnie sits, anxious. The girls sit alongside him.
                             KERRY
                   We had a family meeting, Dad.
                   You have to quit.
                              DONNIE
                   Look, Mom's gonna be okay.
                              TERRY
                   This isn't a democracy. This is
                   a dictatorship.
                             KERRY
                   A dictatorship of us.
                                  DONNIE
                   I know how you're feeling. But
                   i t ' s j u s t--
                             SHERRY
                   Just another six months.
                              DONNIE
                   Maybe just a few more weeks.
                             KERRY
                Forget it, Dad. It's the job or
                us.
                          TERRY
                End of discussion.
      Kerry stares hi m down. Te rry looks away. Don nie puts h is arm ar ound
      her . She shru gs i t off .
                                                   CUT TO:

104   INT. NIGHT.     INTENSIVE CARE
      Maggie lies in bed, eyes BANDAGED, her face a web of GASHES. Wrist
      in a cast. A thick TUBE runs from a LUNG MACHINE into her mouth.
      Donnie takes her hand. She holds his HARD.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                    112.

104   CONTINUED:
                              DONNIE
                   The doctor says you    're    gonna be
                   okay. We j ust have     to    get you
                   into rehabilitation     as    soon as we
                   can. You'll be as      goo   d as new
                   before you know it.
      The lung machine whirs and wheezes...
                              DONNIE
                 Maggie, listen to me, Maggie,
                 because this is what it is. The
                 minute I come out from under all
                 these guys I ' m with, they will
                 all be killed--because of me.
                 Because they trusted me.
                       (beat)
                 I gotta go back.
      Maggie pulls her hand back. Turns away from him. He can tell she's
                                     .     .
      not buying.
                            DONNIE
                 I have a chance here to become a
                made guy--an FBI agent a made guy
                 in th e Mafia. I t's gonna happen
                 the en d of the year. And then
                 I'll come out. Then it'll all be
                o ver. You' ll ha ve me for the
                 rest of your life.
      Maggie waves him away. Turns away from him. A NURSE enters and
      Donnie, with sadness but no regrets, exits.
                                                         CUT TO:
                                                                (

105   INT. NIGHT.    LAGUARDIA AIRPORT
      Donnie dials at a pay phone, cradles the receiver while it rings.
                           DONHIE
                Louis e? It's Do nnie.
                                                         CUT TO:

106   INT. NIGHT.    LEFTY'S APARTMENT
      Louise on the phone in the kitchen.
                             LOUISE
               W h a t is i t -- Tu e s d a y? I h av e n ' t
               seen him since Sunday. I thought
               he was with you.
                                                         CUT TO:

                                                                  113.

107   INT. SAME TIME.    AIRPORT
      Donnie pumps a quarter into the pay phone. Bursey picks up at the
      other end.
                          BURSEY (0.C.)
                Hello, Bursey.
                          DONNIE
                Look, I think that sitdown's
                tonight. I can't find Lefty.
                          BURSEY (O.C.)
                Why didn't you go?
                          DONNIE
                Only made guys can go to a
                s itdown.
                          BURSEY (O.C.)
                So what do you want me to do?
                          DONNIE
                I don't know. Listen to me--I ' m
                worried.
                                                    CUT TO:

108   EXT. NIGHT.   BIG TRIN'S HOUSE
      Big Trin drives Philly Lucky, Sonny Red and Anthony Bruno in his big
      Lincoln.
                            S9NNY RED
                All my fucking life I hadda be
                S onny Red. Sonn y Red and Sonny
                Bla ck . I g ot up pe d. Th en he g ot
                upped . Fin ally the n ight has
                come. Tomo rrow morni ng I can
                j u st be ' S on n y' . N ot Re d. Th e
                one and only. 'Sonny'.
                            BRUNO
                Where you got the guns?
                          BIG TRIN
                Relax. They're in the basement.
                          BRUNO
                The basement of your house?
                            BIG TRIN
               Hey, Sonny, my jacket's losing
               its crease. Will you tell your
               kid to stop breathing on me?
                         BRUNO
               I wanna get there in time to set '
               up.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                           114.

108   CONTINUED:
      Big Trin pulls into his driveway.
                                SONNY RED
                   The sitdown's in two hours. I
                   waited my whole life, Bruno, you
                   can wait two hours.
      They climb out of the car. Philly Lucky stays put.
                             BIG TRIN
                   What the hell's wrong with you?
                                PHILLY LUCKY
                   I ain't going in your fucking
                   basement. You got spiders all
                   over that basement.
                                BIG TRIN
                   He's scared of spiders. What a
                   piece of work.
                                PHILLY LUCKY
                   Leave me the keys. I wanna play
                   the radio.
      Big Trin flips him the keys.
      TWO WOODEN DOORS
      alongside the house, leading down into the basement. With a groan,
      Big Trin b ends, pul ls them op en. Flips a LIGHT S WITCH. On. Off.
      Nothing.
                            _ BIG TRIN
                   S h it . Bu lb m us t be o ut . W at ch
                   your step.
      Sonny Red and Anthony Bruno follow him down...
      INSIDE THE CAR
      Philly Lucky starts the oar. Turns on the radio. Frank Sinatra
      sings "Nice Work If You Can Get It." And PULLS AWAY.
      DOWN THE STAIRS
      go Big Trin, Sonny Red and Anthony Bruno, down into the dark, damp
      concrete and sawdust in their nostrils.
                             BIG TRIN
                   Where's that fucking flashlight?
      BANG!
      and the flash of a SHOTGUN firing. BANG! BANG! as shotguns
      EXPLODE. By the light of the flashes we see Sonny, Lefty and Nicky
      BANGl and another flash. BANGl BANG! BANG!
                                                             (CONTINUED)

                                                                       115.

108   CONTINUED:    (2.)
      Then a pause. Nicky reaches up, screws in the light bulb. Lights
      on. Revealing the blasted corpses of Sonny Red and Big Trin...
      BRUNO
      jumps out from behind a cabinet, RUNS out the door. Sonny wheels,
      FIRES. The stairs SPLINTER as the blast lands just under Bruno's
      escaping feet. Lefty moves to chase him.
                             S9NNY
                 Fuggedaboudit, Left. We'll give
                 the contract to Donnie.
      Nicky takes out a Hefty bag and a long-bladed BUTCHER KNIFE...Sets to
      carving up the bodies. . .
                                                    CUT TO:

109   INT. NIGHT.     DONNIE'S APARTMENT
      Carrying his mail, Donnie enters a DARK room. MOONLIGHT filters
      through the blinds. He closes the door. Flips the light switch.
      NOTHING
      Instantly, he falls into a fighting crouch, knife at the ready. His
      hand trembles with adrenaline. He moves with his back to the wall,
      straining to see into the black room.
      TO THE KITCHEN
      He p ivo ts in a c omba t s tan ce-- nob ody. Th en piv ots aga in. Hi s f ree
      hand f umbles in the kitch en drawer. Finds a FLASHLIGHT . The bea m
      SWEEPS across the room. Donnie moves on cat feet to the bathroom.
      The shower curtains drawn shut. Donnie tears them back, THRUSTS the
      knife...Into air.
      D onnie thin ks a beat . Snaps th e flashli ght back o n. Riffles through
      h is m ail . Rip s op en
      THE ELECTRIC BILL
      reads by the light of the flashlight
                   DISCONNECT NOTICE: NON-PAYMENT OF
                   BILL
      Donnie, a dimly-seen dervish of RAGE...He hurls the
      flashlight...Throws a chair and it SPLINTERS. . . Grabs the bar from his
      weight bench and starts to swing...
      SMASE1
      and an electric sizzle as the television implodes. Donnie drops the
      bar and throws a bookcase to the ground. PUNCHES at the wall...Again
      and again and again...Then sags to the ground...Weeping...Or
      LAUGHING...
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                     1 16.

109   CONTINUED*
                                  DONNIE
                   The electric bill...I can't get
                   over it...The fucking 'B' didn't
                   pay the fucking electric billI
                                                       CUT TO:

110   INT. DAY.    HOSPITAL
      Maggie convalesces--her wounds have begun to heal and she's no longer
      intubated, although her eyes are still bandaged. Jules enters, sits
      down beside her. Takes her hand.
                             JULES
                   It's Jules, Maggie.
                                  MAGGIE
                   I could hear your cheap shoes all
                   the way down the hall.
                             JULES
                   How're you feeling?
                                MAGGIE
                   S ca re d. Al one .
                             JULES
                   Did you see Joe?
                             MAGGIE
                   You mean did Joe see me?
                             JULES
                   The 'B' wants him to come out.
                             MAGGIE
                   He'll never come out.
                                  JULES
                   Y   ou don't   believe the shit that
                   c   omes up.   I have to argue with
                   t   hem that   he hasn't gone over to
                   t   he other   side.
                                  MAGGIE
                   Joe? He wouldn't have the
                   imagination. I wish he'd become
                   a gangster--at least we could pay
                   our frigging bills.
                                  JULE S
                   Maybe you could talk to him.
                                  MAGGIE
                   Do you know what this is about,
                   J ules? Thi s is about a
                   promotion.
                                                       (CONTINUED)

                                                                  117.

110   CONTINUED:
                             JULES
                   I talked to him about that.
                             MAGGIE
                   Not from you--from them. He
                   wants to be a made guy.
      CLOSE ON--JULES
      as he hears this...He knows that this has gone too far.
                            MAGGIE
                For years I tried to figure out
                what m ade Joe t ick. And t hen I
                 finally figured it out--there's
                 nothing ti cking. He' s got his
                 rules and he's gonna live by his
                 rules . The job is the job .
                 Start what you finish. When he's
                 in the FBI he wants to be the
                best and when he's in the Mafia
                h e wants t o be the"b est--like
                it's all some frigging basketball
                game.
                       (disdainfully)
                Men.
                              JULES
                   Maggie...Maybe this is none of my
                   business, but--
                               MAGGIE
                   Don't worry--I ' m not gonna leave
                   him. I didn't h ave him w hen I
                   had him. Now that it's almo st
                   over I ' m goddamned if I'll let
                   someone else have him.
                                                   CUT TO:

111   INT. NIGHT.    LEFTY'S APARTMENT
      Christmas decorations, and a tree. Lefty watches a NATURE PROGRAM on
      TV. A leopard moves stealthily...
                             NARRATOR (O.C.)
                 ...Cloaked by the high grasses of
                the African savanna, the stalking
                leopard moves stealthily...
      Louise enters with Donnie.
                           LOUISE
                Bennie, Donnie'8 here.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                     118.

Ill   CONTINUED:
                             NARRATOR (0.C.)
                   ...Separated from the herd/ the
                   gazelle senses danger...
      Lefty RAPT in his easy chair...
                             LEFTY
                   Bennie loves animals.
      ON THE SCREEN
      The leopard charges...Teeth tear at the gazelle...And soon the
      leopard and her family feed on a bloody carcass.
                             NARRATOR (O.C.)
                   ...Hunter and hunted, predator
                   and prey--the endless cycle of
                   nature, repeated once again...
                              LEFTY
                   Mino*1 You see that ?
                             LOUISE
                   I'll be inside if you need me.
                          LEFTY
                We're going out, Louise.
      Louise exits inside. SATISFIED, Lefty snaps off the show with his
      REMOTE CONTROL. Turns to Donnie.
                             LEFTY
                 T hey found Bruno. He 's shacki ng
                 up with a broad down City Island.
                 On a boat.
      H e ope ns u p a d rawer . Tak es ou t a GUN. Loads it w ith b ulle ts...
                             LZFTY
                You know what this means, don't
                you? You're gonna get
                straightened out. You become a
                made guy/ Donnie, you can lie,
                you can cheat, you can steal, you
                can whack out whoever you want
                and it's all completely
                legitimate. Being a made guy's
                the greatest thing in the world.
      Lefty reaches into the drawer. Hands another gun to Donnie.
      CLOSE ON--DONNIE
      as he looks at the gun in his hand.
                                                    CUT TO:

                                                                119.

112   EXT. NIGHT.    MARINA--CITY ISLAND
      Donnie and Lefty sit and wait in Donnie's Cadillac. Lefty smokes.
                          DONNIE
                Maybe he ain't gonna show.
                          LEFTY
                He'll show.
                           DONNIE
                I ' m just saying--maybe we should
                forget about it, pop him tomorrow
                night.
                          LEFTY
                We can't pop him tomorrow night,
                for your information. Tomorrow
                night we got the wake for Big
                Trin.
                            DONNIE
                I forgot.
                          LEFTY
                Fuggedaboudit--it's better this
                way anyway. Wait when nobody's
                around.
      DONNIE'S POV
      of the deserted marina...
                          DONNIE
                That's some boat this broad has.
                           LEFTY
                Fuggedaboudit. There's one thing
                I know, it's boats.
                           DONNIE
                What is that--a hundred grand?
                            LEFTY
                Donn ie--Wh ere*d you ge t that boat
                dow n i n Fl orid a?
                            DONNIB"
               I told you. That was this girl
               I used to see down there, it's
               her brother's.
                         LEFTY
               What's her name?
                            DONNIE
               Florence.
                         LEFTY
               Florence what?
                                                  (CONTINUED)

                                                                  120.

112   CONTINUED:
      DONNIE'S POV
      In the distance, a TRANS AM pulls up near the boat they're watching,
      Bruno emerges. Locks his car. Climbs onto the boat...
                             DONNIE
                   C'mon, that's him.
                             LEFTY
                   Florence what, Donnie?
                              DONNIE
                   Hey, Left--what do you care,
                   Florence what? Florence Italy.
                              LEFTY
                   Don  nie--why do you want to lie to
                   me,   D onnie? Did I ever li e to
                   you   once all these years about
                   the   time of day?
                                DONNIE
                   I ' m not lying.
                             LEFTY
                How many fucking times did I have
                you over for dinner at my fucking
                h ous e? Y ou f uck ing rat b ast ard --
                           DONNIE
                Hey, Left--that's the problem?
                Are we gonna whack this guy or
                what?
                             LEFTY
                I went on the fucking record     with
                you, D onnie. Yo u could wa lk   on
                the street and punch any man     in
                the mouth because I stood up     for
                you. ' . ,, . .
                          DONNIE...
                What is tne fucking problem?
      Lefty reaches in his pocket. A piece of paper, folded, torn from
      "Newsweek*. The headline:
      ABSCAM: FBI 'SHEIKS* STING CORRUPT LAWMAKERS
      Beneath the headline, a PHOTO of the "sheiks* partying ona yacht--
      "THE LEFT HAND*. Donnie looks up from the article. Sees
      A GUN
      in Lefty's hand.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                   121.

                     (2)
112   CONTINUED:
                             LEFTY
                   That's a fucking Federal boat,
                   Donnie. That's our boat.
                              D9NNIE
                   Hold on a minute, Left. The boat
                   with Trafficante? That ain't the
                   same boat.
                             LEFTY
               Don't tell me that ain't     the same
               boat, Donn ie1 That' s a    fuckin g
               Federal boatl That's a      Taiwan-
               made boat, there's only,    five like
               that in the world.
                             DONNIE
                   I really don't think that's the
                   same boat, Left.
                             LEFTY
               Lookit that. You see that? 'The
               LeftHand.' That's like my name.
                             DONNIE
               Maybe her brother's a fucking
               a ge nt . H o w wo u ld I kn o w? I
               thought he was in real estate.
                             LEFTY
               Ain't the quest ion, Donni e. You
               still ain't answered me why we're
               fucking on a fucking Federal
               fucking boat!
                             DONNIE
               You're right, Left. I'm a
               fucking rat.
                         LEFTY
               You're a rat?
                             DONNIE
               I met your girls. I talked to
               Tommy for you I don't know how
               many fucking times. I don't know
               how many times I had dinner with
               you and Louise. I lived with
               you, Left-- partners. Five
               fucking years, I ever had a
               hundred bucks in my pocket, I
               gave you half. And the whole
               time I was a fucking rat. You're
               right.
                            LEFTY
               Donnie--did I say you was a rat,
               Donnie?
                                                     (CONTINUED)

                                                                  122.

112   CONTINUED:     (3)
                             DONNIE
                   You'd have to be the biggest
                   fucking mutt in the history of
                   the Mafia.
                             LEFTY
                   You fucking laxed, Donnie. Don't
                   get on your high horses.
      DONNIE'S POV
      as Bruno emerges from the boat. Lights a cigarette. Looks around,
                          DONNIE
                Shit. He's up again.
                             LEFTY
                How the fuck am I supposed to
                explain this to Sonny?
                           DONNIE
                You ask me it's the funniest
                fucking thing in the world.
                Those fucking agents could scam
                Senators and Congressmen and
                meanwhile we had a party on their
                boat and they didn't get a
                fucking thing on us. Sonny'11
                laugh his ass off.
                          LEFTY
                Where is the joke, Donnie?
                             DONNIE
                We outsmarted the agents. We got
                a higher Z .Q. than the fuckin g
                Congressmen.
                            LEFTY
                You got so many black marks on
                you now, Donnie, a fucking
                Einstein couldn't count them.
                          DONNIE
                What black marks?
                            LEFTY
                That time with the luggage and/
                uh, uh...the other time.
                            DONNIE
                Are we gonna whack this fucking
                guy or not?
                            LEFTY
                I ain't no fucking mutt, Donnie.
      Donnie checks the action on his gun...
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                   123.

112   CONTINUED:     (4)
                              D ON N IE
                   How the fuck did I know it was a
                   fucking Federal boat?
                              LEFTY
                   I die wit'cha. I ' m your best
                   friend, Donnie.
      Donnie opens the door, climbs out/ gun in hand.
                          DONNIE
                That's right, Left--you're my
                best friend.
      "Your best friend is the one who kills you." Donnie FREEZES. Lefty
      looks at him.
      LEFTY' S GUN
      pointed at Donnie's back...As his finger moves toward the trigger.
      Then su dde nly --
      LIGHT EXPLODES
      from police cherrytops. . . SWARMS of FBI MEN in blue windbreakers with
      big wh ite lette rs-- "FBI"-- descend o n the car, guns draw n. They G RAB
                                                                      .
      Donnie and Lefty. Jules hustles Donnie away.
                            LEFTY
                      (calling)
                 Donnie, don't say nothing. Don't
                 say nothing to them.
                             JULES
                 Congratulations. It's over, Joe.
                             DONNIE
                   What do you mean, it's over?
                              JULES
                   You're coming out.
                             DONNIE
                   What the fuck--? Nobody--. I'm
                   not coming out.
                              JULES
                   It's over, Joe.
                             DONNIE
                   It's not over. I'm too close!
      Donnie starts to run. FBI MEN are on top of him, wrestling him dovr,.
      Donnie STRUGGLES, exchanges a look with Lefty as he's dragged away.
                                                    (CONTINUED)

                                                                    124,

                    (5)
112   CONTINUED:
                             LEFTY
                   Donnie, don't say nothing!
                                                      CUT TO:


113   INT. DAY.    MOTION LOUNGE
      PHOTOS OF DONNIE
      at the FBI Academy at Quantico, then with Berada, LeBow and other FBI
      MEN, as Marshall and Jules show them to Sonny/ Nicky and Boobie.
                             MARSHALL
                   You know this guy as Donnie
                   Bras co. He 's an FBI age nt. We
                   just wanted to tell you.
                                                      CUT .TO:

114   EXT. DAY.     MOTION LOUNGE
      Sonny, Nicky, Lefty, Legs and Philly Lucky watch as the FBI men drive
      off. They stand on the street corner--DEATH and disbelief written in
      their faces.
                             SONNY
                   You believe that fucking guy?
                   There's no fucking way Donnae
                   could be an agent.
                              NICKY
                   The culliones on him, bluffing us
                   like that.
                              LEGS
                   You think they got him?
      ON A ROOFTOP
      A TECH TEAM aims a PARABOLIC MICROPHONE and a TELEPHOTO LENS. The
      whir of an autowindex and a FREEZE FRAME as they stand outside.
                             SONNY
                  No way he could be an agent.
                             LEGS
                  Nowadays they can doctor a
                  picture any fucking way they
                  want.
                             PHILLY LUCKY
                  It still don't explain that boat.
                            NICKY
                  Fuggedaboudit, Philly.
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                                                 125.

114    CONTINUED:
      L ef t y li s te n s. S a ys no th i ng . H e k no w s th e t r ut h. ZZ Z H1 a n d
      another FREEZE FRAME.
                                  SONNY
                    That boat was a set-up. Then we
                    think Donnie's a rat and we get
                    scared and fuggedaboudit.
                                  NICKY
                   Maybe they brainwashed him. Like
                   in that movie, with Sinatra?
      Z Z ZH ! a no t he r s ho t . Z ZZ Hl
                                  PHILLY LUCKY
                   They say he's an agent, I say
                   he's a fucking agent.
                             SONNY
                   You're talking through your ass.
                             NICKY
                   You didn't know him.
                             SONNY
                   You didn't know Donnie, Philly.
      CL OSE ON --L EFT Y
      as he listens. Says nothing.
                                                            CUT TO:

115   INT. NIGHT.       LEFTY'S APARTMENT
      Lefty sits, BROODS, watches TV. The phone rings.
                                 LEFTY
                  Hello? (listens)            Yeah, okay,
                  N ic ky . O k ay .
      He han gs up. Th inks a bea t       . As he l ooks into his open grave...T akes
      off his GOLD WATCH, sticks           it in a drawer. Then the CROSS he wears
      a roun d his neck . The KEYS        to his C adill ac. C loses the draw er as
      Louise enters.
                             LOUISE
                   Who was that?
                              LEFTY
                   N icky. I'm going out .
      He gives Louise a kiss.
                               LEFTY
                   Don't wait up for me.

                                                            (C ONTINUED)

                                                                           126.

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                                                      CUT TO:

116   INT. DAY.     FBI HEADQUARTERS
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      De sits at his desk, preparing his testimony., Marshall drops
      some SURVEILLANCE PHOTOS off.
                             MARSHALL
                   They just took these yesterday.
      Donnie picks them up.
      DONNIE'S POV
      Photos of Lefty's rooftop. As the PIGEON COOPS are dismantled.
      JULES
      in his office. Donnie ducks in. Jules looks up, sees Donnie struggle
      a beat with his emotion. Then the mask descends again.
                          DONNIE
                You can stop looking for Lefty.
                                                      CUT TO:

117   INT. ANOTHER DAY. FEDERAL COURTHOUSE--MANHATTAN
      Under heavy guard, Donnie walks up a b      ack stairca    se   . Up a marble
      hallway. Doors open and he enters the       courtroom.     A    HUSH falls as
      the MAFIA DEFENDANTS, lined up in the       docks--all f   ac   es we've seen
      earlier, including Sonny, Nicky, Legs,       and Philly     L   ucky--turn and
      look at him.
                             PROSECUTOR
                   The government calls Special
                   Agent Joseph D. Pistone.
      CLOSE ON--DONNIE
      as he takes in the proof of his accomplishment. With the knowledge
      of what it has cost him.
      FREEZE FRAME. A final CRAWL runs over this*
      The evidence collected by "Donnie Brasco" led to over 200
      indictments.
                                                      (CONTINUED)

                                                               127.

117   CONTINUED:

      After testifying. Special Agent Joseph D. Pistone left the FBI. He
      lives with his wife under an assumed name in an undisclosed location .
      There is an $500,000 open contract on his head.

      The FBI denied him a pension.   The IRS assessed him $7,000 in back
      taxes and penalties.
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