Brotherhood s02e03 Episode Script

Previously on "Brotherhood" If you knew the things that I've done.
Why the fuck did you have to me? I know you're all busted up about Cassie, but chompin' pills? That's kiddie hopper shit.
When you decided to enumerate the vast litany of your transgressions against our marriage, there are a lot of things I could have said, but I didn't.
AA meeting? - Yeah, sort of.
Don't be embarrassed, man.
I'm proud of you.
You're two years sober.
You kicked the shit out of your demons.
Are you okay, mrs.
Caffee? - Of couse, I'm fine Pete's gone.
Did you fucking tell him to go? - No.
I'd lay down my life for that man.
This guy claims he's your Irish cousin.
Colin? I want to be part of this family, but that's never gonna happen so long as you hate me.
You know, lazy and disrespectful, they're just not - they're not acceptable.
Lazy and disrespectful? You know, just apologize to jack.
And bring him a bottle of kettle one.
what, are you strangling a cat? - Sorry.
It's all the vicodin.
Gums up your G-I tract.
I used to take those things.
I'd get so bloated.
Want me to run get you some ex-lax? No.
No.
I just.
.
I need some coffee or something.
Look, Susie, I, uh I'm gonna be here for a while, so you should probably just go.
It's Jenny.
Yeah, that too.
gonna be a hot one.
Yeah.
Don't break out a bikini just yet.
Bikini never looks good with a hairy chest.
That's just my opinion.
- How's it going? You late for something? - No.
Because you look like you're late and I'm holding you up.
Well, you know, I gotta meet some friends.
Ah.
Would that be "friends, " or friends? Ei ther way, if you want some company.
your ma doesn't like me though.
She likes you fine.
I can't really blame her.
I am the bastard child who made her sister retreat to ireland in shame.
listen.
How 'bout I get you a few shifts over at Mulligan's? Bartender? i really know howto make a mean margarita.
It's a serious offer.
I'm gonna let you put a dollar in my pocket, michael, because I made you three.
you wanted to see me? Come in.
What's this? It's a piss cup.
It's time for your drug test.
Think you're gonna pass? Yeah, sure.
If I wanted, I could make that cup disappear.
It's just a formality.
You're useless right now, giggs.
You got problems at home, I know.
Don't care.
Worse stil I, you brought me marty trio, who embarrassed me in front of the grand jury.
If you want me to get down on my knees, I'd rather piss in the fuckin' cup.
What I want, detective, is for you to become even more useless.
I want you to become the worst public fuck-up excuse for a cop ever.
I want you to convince freddie cork that you're so far over the edge, that you'll sell your badge for 50 cents on the dollar.
And then what? And then you're gonna sell it to him.
You're gonna become freddie cork's dirty cop, giggs.
And after a while, once he trusts you, you're gonna turn around and serve him up to me.
Him, the Caffee brothers, the whole rat's nest.
Or you can just go piss in the cup.
I'm your man.
The latest budget masterpiece from the chairman of finance.
Complete with little circles and arrows and color-coded tabs? You think there's a reason the guy's 38 and still living at home? I don't know.
You know, it might be worthwhile to throw him an earmark.
You've got a project in mind? Ed danvers' tax credit for the preservation of historic homes.
Something the matter? No.
No, nothing.
Look, I'm assuming there's an angle in this for you? I want someone from our side to write the regs, to make sure they're geographically blind.
Thank you.
- I.
E.
To include the old victorians on the hill.
- Absolutely.
I'm sorry, sir.
She says she'd just like a word.
You just tell her "no, " okay? I'm supposed to be enjoying my crabmeat cocktail here, okay? - I'm sorry, sir.
You know, I hear capriccio's has a very nice lunch menu.
Maybe we should start lunching there.
What do you think, tommy? No? Who is she? She's nobody.
a frien d of my wife's.
bitch.
What-what where are you going? To protect my speaker.
Thank you.
Sal, can I get a ginger ale, please? Right away, sir.
Tom Caffee.
Sondra.
And I'm not gonna be ignored.
You mean you weren't flirting with me? Because I thought there was a look there.
There you go, mr.
Caffee.
- Thank you.
Here, let me buy your drinks.
You gonna walk me to my car? I'll drive you home if I have to.
go back to your boss.
- He's my friend.
And he's married, and he loves his wife.
He doesn't love his wife.
He doesn't much love you either.
You're wrong about the wife.
He loves her very much.
And you know what else he loves? He loves being speaker, which makes it very silly for you to pull a public stunt like this.
I'm being silly? No.
- It's what you said.
I'll get him to call you.
I promise.
You tell him that this is a small state with a lot of places I can show up, and if I have to, I'll show up without wearing a bra.
Put my drinks on the speaker's tab.
thank you.
Let's see what we got.
I did my part.
Freddie was promised an even split.
3-3 on no-shows.
You either fir e twoof those guinea cocksuckers or four jobs go to our side.
You want to shut the fuck up for 2 seconds, let me handle this? Michael, I can't carry 10 no-shows.
Whoa, whoa is there a problem? - Yeah.
There's a problem.
Two of your pizza boys are hopping off the dole.
no.
It's not my fault.
- Hey.
Hey, I'm talkin' to you! Mr.
Nozzoli promised a 3-3 split.
Mr.
Nozzoli changed his mind.
Mr.
Nozzoli decided you Irish are dying off, so you only deserve a 5 to 1 split.
And the one is merely out of respect for what you were in the past.
Mike, what are we gonna do about that? This fucking fat fuck? what? He's takin' phone calls.
Who died? Pete.
Michael.
- Boys.
I'd like to see him.
Are you sure you want to do that, mike? He's only got half a face.
You think I haven't seen worse? All right.
But you're gonna have to look from over there.
I can't have you contaminating my crime scene.
Whatever you say.
- Right over here.
I appreciate it.
- You're gonna love Gentlemen, can we have an unveiling, please? Jesus.
- Shit.
I never thought the sonofabitch could get uglier dead than he was alive.
You're a classy gentleman, tom Caffee.
I'm your iron fist in a velvet glove, speaker.
Tommy, uh it wasn't just about the sex, you know? Sondra's uh Sondra's into power games.
She's not going to go public, right? Donald, I'm your majority leader.
My fate is tied to yours.
This woman's not just a danger to you, but to me.
Sondra's A she's a sweet girl.
She really is.
She's just- if it were easier, I could talk to her for you.
Sure.
yeah? - Tommy.
Yeah? Pete's dead.
How? He was shot.
The body was dumped in the lot across the street from your mother's.
Who killed him? - Well, how would I know? The police just knocked on the door.
They were asking me questions.
I didn't know what say.
- Well, what is there to say?You don't know anything.
Right.
Eileen - I'm not gonna tell anyone that we were friends.
You weren't friends.
- Fine.
That we snorted cocaine together outside an aa meeting.
It doesn't matter, anyway.
Look, I'll be home as early as I can, okay? Just stay inside and stay away from everything.
thanks for coming over.
Yeah, it's nothing.
So what's being done about arrangements? I don't know.
Christ oh, I'm gonna be the one stuck dealing with everything.
Um there's no way I could u get you to help me, is there? I can't, I don't - yeah, no.
Okay.
I - I understand, you know.
I'm sure tommy wants you to stay a million miles away from this whole thing.
Fucking Pete.
Maybe I can help make some preliminary calls.
He was someone we knew.
I'm sorry for your troubles, michael.
Is there anything I can do? We're fine.
Okay you going to work? Yeah.
You're not responsible.
That boy had his own demons.
I won't be late.
Growing up in the flats, there'd be scenes like this all the time: Friends, ex-friends showing up dead, people gathering around.
Sometimes I'd find meself asking, you know, "how much do I owe this person? Do they deserve a good cry or should I just get drunk, pop someone in the nose?" You want to help me? Welcome to my lair.
What?You own this? - I rent.
And yes, I pay my own rent, so you can shelve the whole gold-digger judgment look.
I make my own bailey's.
You know why I'm here.
I'm not just going to let him go.
- He's already gone.
Do you know what I like best about sucking donald's cock? Please.
Oh, you don't like me saying cock? Or is it the mental picture of his cock? It's unnecessary.
I don't know.
From the look on your face, I'd say something about the word "cock" frightens you.
It makes me sad.
- Sad? We're all born with dreams of everlasting love.
But here you are, at age 30, desperately shouting "cock" as you try to hang onto another woman's husband.
And I didn't shout.
You tell donald I want a state job.
One I can't be fired f romsix months from now when he thinks he can get away with it.
I'll relay the message.
I'm not pathetic, and I'm not sad.
And if I w eresucking your cock instead of his, you wouldn't think so either.
You can go now.
Unless you want to fuck or something.
So we're talking about a non-denominational service? I guess.
Well, is there someone who might have a better idea? Someone who was closer to the deceased? Not right now.
He was kind of estranged from his family and friends.
Okay.
Let's see.
I guess we should talk about flowers and catering.
Okay.
How many mourners do you expect? I don't know.
I don't mean to offend, but I'm gonna need a little more direction than you're giving me.
A funeral is a very personal thing.
Are you sure there's no one else? No.
Oh michael wants to know what you're planning to do about Pete? Do? I don't know, I figured I'd sit here and crash into shit till I gotta take my daughter to gymnastics.
We gotta get this thing hooked up on-line.
Yeah, and let the fbi hack down and listen in on us? Fuck you.
I think michael was expecting something more.
Pete mcgonagle was a mad dog; - sometimes mad dogs get put down.
I'll tell you what Pete was, he was a fucking psycho! I heard he was a kiddie raper.
Hey, Pete was no skinner.
He did throw like a girl, though.
not to talk out of turn, but I don't think it's right to run down a friend when he's not here to defend himself anymore.
I'm just saying.
You know? Tulips for the funeral.
Yeah.
And tell micha it's from all of us.
Oh oh-ho! Whoa! hi.
How's the coffee? - It's good.
Spiked.
- Yeah.
I brought you a cannoli.
Thank you.
Now, go home.
God dammit.
I'm trying to be civilized about this.
Who's the guy in the suit? Bob.
Bob? Bob the suit wearing guy.
I met him at the dry cleaners.
So this is a date? A lunch date.
What are you lookin' to get from me? One last hump? Fine, let's get it over with so I can go on with my life.
You know, bob would probably find that extremely rude.
oh I came here to ask your advice on something.
It's a work thing.
Um you see, my boss, he's pushing me to tip-toe across the line, and- the line? Yo u're asking meabout crossing the line? Yeah, I mean, I just look, I wanted you to you know what?Fuck it.
Okay?Forget it.
Go enjoy your lunch with your fuckin' dry cleanin' man.
Is uh is john here? decco.
- Hey, john.
The usual? Uh, you know, I was thinking maybe, uh a friend this time? Black girl, white girl? What do the white girls look like? There's this one white girl, you put a wig on her, she'll look just like Cassie.
Gimme the black girl, will you? You know, um throw in a couple oxy too.
Escalade, you're up.
how're we gonna get this party started? It's dealer's choice, baby.
Hold on a second.
she wants a state job.
Something secure, with benefits.
No money?No ongoing support? No, I think she thinks she's in love with you.
Oh.
She probably is in her own crazy fucked up way.
Don, I've met your wife.
You love your wife.
Cynthia's a great lady.
Is she that different behind closed doors? No, not really.
Tommy don't judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes, huh? So what're we thinking for Sondra?Dmv, dot? No, I'd move her out of government.
Farm her out to uri or one of the colleges.
Forward th inking as always.
Tommy, nobody decides to go shopping for a mistress.
Well you do but you don't.
I got to stopping by mill's tavern on thursdays and fridays for a martini.
If there happened to be a pretty girl sitting next to me, I would uh I'd ask he r what herfavorite book was.
You know?Conversation starter.
Sondra's favorite was um fuck, I don't even remember.
And that's it? Well, once you decide to go for it, it's fish in a barrel.
Funny thing, though, it actually improved my marriage.
cynthia would still stab me if she found out, but it made me kinder.
Honestly.
I think it kept us fr om getting divorced.
your mother about? No, no.
She's working swing shift.
- You weren't sleeping, were you? No.
What's up with your hand? - Nothing.
Teeth marks.
Teach me for uppercutting a mouth, will you.
Come on.
I got something to show you.
- Tell me what it is.
Trust me, you'll like it.
Come on.
Your friend freddie didn't seem that interested in getting to the bottom of things, so I decided I'd shake a few trees meself.
By the look of suspicion in your eyes, yes, I am trying to impress you.
Who's this? Beis?I lieve you know jerry.
Yeah.
Yeah, I think so.
I found jerry in a shit-hole off eagle.
It wasn't my first stop, but it was definitely worth the trip.
What are you - agh! Fucking mute? I just want you to know, I wasn't - I didn't have nothing to do with nothing.
I was just out doing my thing.
Geezing up in a parking lot behind.
And where were you? Club fantasies.
The strip joint? The jolt wasn't so good, so I was kinda puking.
Enough of the fuckfog replay! - Okay, don't kick! Uh I saw three guys loading A you know, it was a body, into a little honda.
I didn't know it was Pete.
I woulda come told you right away.
You catch faces? Just voices.
But you recognized one of the voices, didn't you? Yeah.
And? It was baby frank.
Baby frank nozzoli? Fuck me.
They had to dump the body in your street.
They had to make it a message I wouldn't ignore.
I want his head, freddie.
What, and start a war with ever y fucking guinea in new england? Frank is the nephew of one al nozzoli, you know, the guy who has the billiard shop on atwells?That guy? They're testing you.
- You think I don't know that? Fucking guineas have been trying to sweep me into the twilight.
Like the fucking Irish weren't in providence a hundred fucking years before they even left napoli.
- Absolutely.
Not that my opinion matters, but if you're gonna take on a bigger man, your best bet is to slam him in the face with a brick before he knows he's in a fight.
You're right, it don't matter.
Fucking cocksucker Pete mcgonagle can't even die without being a pain in my ass.
is the stuff inside supposed to be separated like this? It's a perfect 2/3, 1/3 mixture.
Check out mr.
Ira.
Don't joke about their troubles.
fucking half measures.
okay, let's go.
What, you're not gonna stick around and roast some marshmallows? Motherfucker! Listen, I'm sorry, all right? You stupid fuck you! I was drunk.
If my brother wasn't in prison, he'd whip you with your own fuckin' belt! You go to our friends on the providence police.
You tell them to give freddie's nuts a good hard fuckin' flick.
I don't want to escalate, but we do not let this go without a fuckin' response.
Why the fuck couldn't I have a niece, you stupid fuck? Police!Stay where you are! Don't m ove.
Up against the wall, ladies.
Easy easy!Hey, hey! Police, open up! What the fuck are you doing? It's a fucking raid, stupid.
It's a fucking raid! Oh, fuck.
shit! Fuck! Hey, wh ere the fuckare you going? You get back here, you no good micky motherfucker! I'm a police officer.
I'll fuck your fuckin' ass.
All right no, I'll make sure she gets right back to you.
Thank you.
- Who was that? That was felix at covington flowers and he wanted to know if you wanted the white lilies on top of the casket or if you wanted the yellow ones mixed in.
Michael's paralyzed.
I'm just trying to help.
Pete cared about me.
That's for the, uh, for flowers.
Mary-rose!Come on, let's go.
The messenger boy returns.
It's a robe.
I was getting dressed.
I uh I had a conversation with the speaker.
And he's arranged a job like I asked.
Well, he was never gonna leave his wife.
Who said I wanted him to leave his wife? Maybe I just liked having him come over and fuck me every once in a while.
Why is it that makes you blush? And I thought donald was screwed up by catholic school.
I don't want a man to take care of me.
I want a man to want me.
I can take care of myself.
I'm sure you can, but if you want, there's a secretarial job waiting for you at uri.
You have no idea what to do with me, do you? You're like a 10-year-old peeking at the covers of the nudie mags as he passes by a newsstand.
You know you're not supposed to like them, but you do.
You know, I'm not donald.
Then why are you here? You could've just called.
Deep down you were hoping I'd suck you off.
I mean, I suck donald's cock and you're way cuter and smarter than he is.
I coul d get down on my knees right now and take you in my mouth and your legs would fucking tremble.
You'd see fucking god and you'd never - just stop it! What the hell is the matter with you? I may be twisted and broken beyond all emotional repair, but you're worse.
You're impotent.
I'll call the speaker and tell him you'll take the job.
I'm not angry at you.
You're just the messenger boy.
Detective giggs was working undercover, which is why he fled rather than identify himself.
While I was exiting the premises, I uh tripped and fell, Officer walsh here helped me up, put me in cuffs, and asked if I needed medical attention.
Your honour, we're asking you to void the charges against detective giggs and expunge the record of his arrest.
What do you say, captain?Will you do the U.
S.
Attorney this favor, so that I can get back to court? You try those playstation games? - Nah, I don't play.
Fuckin', it was great.
- Killed an afternoon doing it.
No shit, huh? - My kids play.
I can't fuckin' play.
I quit- what was that game there? - Pong!That was my last game.
This is good calamari.
- Yeah.
I like it better when they don't put so many peppers, you know? So how's that new boat treatin' you? I'm not gonna sink it or nothing.
Jesus.
What the fuck, are you paranoid?Come on.
I hear your daughter made national merit semi-finals.
Congratulations.
I also heard your nephew - complete fucking asshole.
Hi s father's in prison, and his mother let's just say she's not the best of mothers.
But baby frank is still my brother's kid.
If it gets us past this, I'll give you them two construction jobs you were whining about.
Give me? They were mine to begin with.
This isn't about jobs.
You put down one of my guys.
I did not put him down.
My nephew did, yeah, sure.
But it wasn't any kind of move on you.
You don't want to go to war over Pete mcgonagle.
I don't want to go to war over Pete mcgonagle.
Michael Caffee would, yeah, sure.
You had the wisdom to torch the billiard store rather than making this blood for blood.
You know, I got to say, I was a little surprised by the limited scope of your response.
Cops raided my joint.
Come on.
You are a pussy for having them do your dirty work, though.
It was an accident.
It was an accident.
I mean, it wasn't keystone kops, like I tripped and the gun went off or nothing.
Just get to the fuckin' details.
I ran into Pete at club fantasies.
He was buying dances from this stripper I had dibs on.
So, you know, I stepped to him.
He backed off.
I felt bad.
I wanted to have a drink, make it square.
Son of bitch wouldn't drink, not even a shot.
It was a fucking insult.
I mean, yeah, me and my crew, we were blitzed.
You know, but it didn't mean nothing.
When my nephew realized what he'd done, he panicked.
He dumped the body in your street to make it look like his actions had my approval.
Yeah.
Like my uncle said.
Tell him you're sorry.
- We're sorry.
I'm sorry.
Well, that's it, right? so what's it gonna be? 'Cause when the michael Caffee I know gets quiet, it means he's usually plannin' to rip someone's eyes out.
Pete was in recovery.
He was an alcoholic.
That's why he wouldn't take a drink.
So it's a stupid pointless death.
People die fuckin' stupid deaths all the time.
NozzolI's offered to make it right.
yeah.
With what?Money? Michael, you're not gonna get the kid's scalp.
So if blood's the only thing that's gonna make you happy, let me know, and I'll put a fuckin' bullet in you right here.
If we go war with nozzoli, we're both gonna die, and I'm not fuckin' dying for Pete mcgonagle.
So that said, you're gonna leave baby frank alone.
You done? - Hey! I'm not kiddin'.
what do you want? Um, I'm dealing withsome of the arrangements.
I need to know how much money you were looking to spend.
On what? The arrangements.
The funeral, the flowers, the casket.
I didn't want to commit to anything without asking.
Fuck you.
Who the fuck asked you to help, anyways? Kath did! Yeah, well, she shouldn't have done that.
I'm takin' care of it, all right? Forgive me for trying to be respectful of your pain.
You know, and fuck you too.
I see you guys are back up and running again.
Yeah, when it comes to running, you're the fucking flash.
What'll it be?Black girl, oxys? Huh? - What'll it be?Black girl, oxys? Yeah yeah.
Both? - Uh, yeah.
Both.
Yo u know, let me trythat white girl this time.
The wig? Yeah.
'kay, take that little bit.
thanks for sharing.
Stand up.
That's enough.
Arrr! Give it to me! - Oww! Stop it! - Will you two shut up? Dad, will you tell them to shut up? I'm trying to do my french homework.
Girls take it upstairs.
Oww do it agai n, I'll rip it off.
You know what we're having for dinner? Mom didn't say.
- Did she go to the market? Did she buy anything? A big chicken.
Well, do you think we might be having chicken for dinner? Girls I said take it upstairs.
You heard dad, stop it.
Dad, are we going to Pete's funeral? No.
- He was uncle mike's friend.
We're not going.
I kinda wanna.
We are not going to Pete's funeral.
Girls, this is your last warning.
I said take it upstairs.
I think uncle mike might appreciate it.
And mom's going.
What, she said that? Well, she asked if I could get a ride home Goddammit!I said, take it upstairs! Do you want me to get the belt, is that what you want? Or you just don't listen?Now get upstairs, right now! Mom told us to play downstairs.
I don't care what your mother said.
Upstairs, right now! Did you say 400? Baby frank nozzoli, 410.
This is it.
All right, you take off.
I'll make my own way home.
What makes you think I'd let you go in there without me? This is between me and Pete.
Pete would w ant itdone right.
2- on-1, it's safer.
You understand what's gonna go down here, right? You know freddie told me not to do this.
Fuck freddie.
Freddie's not my cousin.
All right.
Let's do it.
Frankie! Frankie! Where's frank? Don't lie to me, you thugs.
Where's my baby? Who are ya? I'm his mother.
So where is he? Cat got your tongue? I think maybe we've got the wrong apartment.
Like hell.
What did my brother-in-law do with my baby frank? Wh at are youtalkin' about? I got a call saying he went "to arizona.
" Frankie hates arizona.
- Come on.
This is none of our business.
Is frankie even alive? Just tell me if he's alive.
I'm owed that much.
- Why? Michael, come on.
- Why are you owed anything? Your frankie's a selfish piece of shit with no caring for anyone.
He's a bully and a thug and a murderer and he came out of your belly.
You're a terrible fucking mother.
My frankie is a good boy.
Your frankie should've been an abortion.
I swore I'd never yell at my kids like that.
You're not your father.
You and I can't keep going on like this.
So what do we do? I don't know.
fuck off! Go away! look at this.
Rhode island's finest.
Hey, you magically avoided a pinch the other night.
Yeah, having a shi eldsometimes has its advantages.
What I could do with a few of those.
Johnny, give me his money from last night.
I hope you're not expecting a hand job in return.
Not today.
You better get o ffthose fuckin' pills, they'll rot your brain.
May even make your dick fall off.
thanks for coming.
I'm sorry for your loss.
He kinda had a crush on you, you know? A girl could do worse.
yeah.
Hey, walsh! If you want to finish your lunch, I'll wait.
No, let me put it in the car.
Let's go.
put your hands in your pocket.
Are you ready? - Yeah.
can I get a heineken, sal? Hi.
Hi.
so what's your favorite book?