It's twelve days north of hopeless and a few degrees south of freezing to death.
Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls.
Do business,but be not a slave to it.
Max: Your eyes were too full of tears to see it wasn't me lying there burned up on that street. It was somebody else. You were too shocked to realize that the cops were in on it too. That was a syndicate operation, Noodles.
Your eyes were too full of tears…
to see that it wasn't me lying there burned up on that street.
It was somebody else.
You were too shocked to realize that the cops were in on it, too.
That was a syndicate operation, Noodles.
You said that to me once before, a long time ago.
But my mind was never as clear as it was at that moment.
I took away your whole life from you.
I've been living in your place.
I took everything.
I took your money.
I took your girl.
All I left for you was thirty-five years of grief over having killed me.
Now why don't you shoot?
It's true, I have killed people, Mr. Bailey.
Sometimes to defend myself. Sometimes for money.
And many people used to come to us.
Business partners, rivals, lovers.
Some of the jobs we took, and some we didn't.
Yours is one I would never touch, Mr. Bailey.
Is this your way of getting revenge?
It's just the way I see things.
It's ten twenty-five.
And I've got nothing left to lose.
When you've been betrayed by a friend, you hit back.
You see, Mr. Secretary…
I have a story also. A little simpler than yours.
Many years ago, I had a friend. A dear friend.
I turned him in to save his life. But he was killed.
But he wanted it that way.
It was a great friendship.
It went bad for him and it went bad for me, too.
Goodnight, Mr. Bailey.
I hope the investigation turns out to be nothing.
It'd be a shame to see a lifetime of work go to waste.
Let's not think about it. Let the world.
You know, years that went by it seemed.
No time at all because you're not doing anything.
But there were two things I couldn't get out of my mind.
And one of them was Dominic. The way he said…
“I slipped.” Just before he died.
And the other was you.
How you used to read me the Song of Songs, remember?
“How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O Prince's daughter.”
I used to read the Bible every night. Every night I used to think about you.
“Your navel's a bowl well-rounded. with no lack of wine.”
“Your belly a heap of wheat surrounded with lilies.”
Clusters of grapes.”
sweet-scented as apples.”
Nobody's going to love you the way I love you.
There were times I couldn't stand it any more.
Then I used to think about you. I think Deborah lives. She's out there
She exists. And that would get me through it all.
Do you know how important that was to me?
Noodles, I'm leaving tomorrow. I have to go to Hollywood.
I wanted to see you tonight to tell you.
and you've to keep yourself from going crazy.
You have to get yourself up on the outside world.