Boardwalk Empire s05e04 Episode Script

Happy New Year 2015 - New Year, New Color ;-) Well, that should do it.
- ls that everything there, Bill? - I think so.
Great.
Thanks so much.
I'll see you next summer.
Goodbye.
- What are you doing? - I He wants to see you.
Go on.
- Who's knocking? - The bellboy.
- Can't hear you.
-The bellboy! Stop yelling and come in.
- Did you do something wrong? -I don't think so.
Then don't walk into a room like a question mark.
- Yes, sir.
-"Yes, sir.
" Look at this.
What have we here? - Atlantic City.
-The city as it is? As you wish it to be.
Hmm.
Extend the boardwalk south to Jackson, raise it above the surge line.
Pave Atlantic Avenue, lay down trolley tracks.
Coloreds stay here, north of Arctic.
I bear them no ill sentiment, but the races were not meant to comingle.
Trains and ferries.
Trains and ferries, this town dies without them.
Get the capital in, but don't spend your own money.
Why? You could lose it all.
Huh.
You think you're a smart boy? I don't know.
You don't think you're a smart boy? If I say yes, you'll think I'm boasting.
If I say no, you'll think I'm lying.
Don't try and parse me.
Just answer the question.
- Why aren't you in school? Because I work here.
No, you worked here for the summer.
Summer is over.
I don't need you now.
- There's things I can do.
-Such as? Sweep the sand away.
I give the money to my mother.
How is that my concern? Are you gonna cry? No.
Take that off.
Leave it with Whiting before you go.
- How do you do? - How do you do? - My name is - My name is And then, say your name.
Arquimedes Cesar Plularco Gavilan y Ortiz.
Perhaps, something a little shorter.
Archie.
I am pleased to meet you, Archie.
Also to meeting you.
Very good, but the correct way to say What time is it? Nearly half-eight.
Why didn't anyone wake me? They tried.
I'm flying to Havana.
Havana.
Havana? The airplane is canceled.
It's lashing down buckets.
Call the airfield, ask them.
Have Sean come in and Un minuto, por favor.
I am pleased to meet you.
Did something happen to the kids? Teddy graduates from industrial school next month.
Emily won a prize for an essay on the Bill of Rights.
Then don't take this the wrong way, but why are you here? You'll like your coffee first.
Let's just get to it.
For the past seven years, I've worked at a brokerage house in the city.
A certain individual opened an account there under the name Abe Redstone.
- His actual identity -Right.
Yes.
He and I Oh, no.
Really? No.
Not that.
Why does everyone assume I helped him with stock information in exchange for an apartment.
How'd you come up with that? I asked myself what you would do.
Nice place? It's nice enough.
Okay.
Mr.
Rothstein is dead, as you may be aware.
My employer kept the amount open.
He traded on it.
I signed the orders and he withdrew money until there was nothing left.
Last week, he shot himself.
The firm's near bankruptcy.
Carolyn Rothslein knows you and I are still married.
She's demanding we pay back the missing funds.
If we don't, she intends to sue us both, and drag your name through the papers and That's more or less it.
I think I will have some coffee.
Chicago, the Windy City, long home to colorful citizens, but perhaps none so blustery as the man called Public Enemy #1.
Thanks, boss, looks good.
Beginning as a two-bit bootlegger, Alphonse "Scarface" Capone nose through the ranks of the South Side rackets to become king of the underworld.
Two-bit, my ass, pally! From his palatial suite at the Lexington Hotel, Capone rules his empire with an iron fist I'll say he does.
earning millions, while honest citizens stand on bread lines.
Here it comes! Right, look at this.
Consolidating power through a bloody reign of terror, Capone eliminated all rivals.
- Dean O'Banion.
- Bang! - Hymie Weiss.
- Bang ! - The Bugs Moran gang.
- Bang, bang, bang! Anyone foolish enough to stand in his way, paid the price in blood.
What do you think? Fucking great, huh? Go on, shut it off.
- That's great, huh? - That's great.
So? You're the Italian Wallace Beery.
You think that's funny? What? No.
Then why you laughing? I'm not.
I don't know.
I mean, everybody else was.
I'm not.
You laughing, Ralph? Not me.
m, I'm sorry.
Lay off.
He didn't do nothing.
- Fuck Wallace Beery! I'm the real movie star! There ain't a kid in America don't know my name.
Or a cop, neither.
Aw! - Little Orphan Lucky.
Aw' she's jealous.
Charlie Luciano's fuckin' jealous.
I'm tired, Al.
Thirty fucking hours in a Pullman, he drags me into a matinee.
Get him a coffee.
Come on.
- Let's watch it again.
-Twice is plenty, huh? I need a hot bath and a nap.
- Fix him up, Mike.
-Right this way, sir.
I'll see you later.
Sorry I'm gonna miss the cartoon.
- I know you? -No, sir, I don't believe so.
Run it again! Chicago, the Windy City, long home to colorful citizens, but perhaps none so blustery as the man called Public Enemy #1.
- What are you doing? -Burning ants.
Don't do that.
It's not hot enough anyhow.
It's locked.
Stay there.
- What's going on? -Nothing.
Let go! Stop.
- Stop it! I hate you! -Stop.
Eli, stop.
That's enough.
That's enough.
That's enough.
That's enough.
Calm down.
I'll buy you a corn ball.
Okay.
You're not coming.
- Did I say that? -You were about to.
No choice.
I'm rained in.
Well, what do I tell Ronis? He's expecting his good faith money.
Oh, there are three words that don't go together.
- Want me to hold him off? - Is there a reason to? Some noise last night in Oriente Province.
The army's out.
- Does that affect us? - I don'tknow.
I'll wire it down now.
Meet with Ronis.
Use your judgment.
You had your coffee yet? Why is everybody asking me that? You sound cranky.
The toff holds on tightly to his hat I have to go.
- Call me after the meeting.
- Si, comandante.
And what's that supposed to mean? Oh, have your coffee.
- Sally, make sure you - I know I'm not lost.
You've heard it before.
--beside him.
There's himself now.
Joe.
You should have said you were a comic.
The club could use you between the acts.
His people are County Wexford.
I see.
Won't cut the mustard with a Kerry lass, I'm afraid.
I'm prepared to give you the benefit of the doubt, as long as you don't claim that Ballyteigue Bay That Ballyteigue Bay is what? - Very lovely.
He's a Yank.
What can you expect? - So -Right.
What we discussed last night.
- Which pan? -The part I hope you remember.
I don't think it's for me in the end.
Why not, if I might ask? Well, Scotch and rum don't really mix.
You came around to tell me that? Best not to leave dangling threads.
And I do wish you smooth sailing.
I don't need it.
I'm sure you don't, but a little luck of the Irish never hurt anyone.
New York, you said? Offer you a ride? - You have an automobile? - Private train car.
Two hours to Grand Central high and dry.
Laid in some fresh oysters to keep us occupied.
I should go.
You just got here.
It's the wrong time.
I thought there was a problem.
Obviously, I'm mistaken.
My husband would like me to stay.
Oh.
You're the missus.
Well, that's the first sensible thing I've heard him say.
Remember, sport, safety in numbers.
What grade am I going to be in? Second.
Will you help me with it? You need to start figuring out things for yourself.
Why? Where are you going to be? Are you going somewhere? Nucky! You don't know how people live.
How else is there? They have houses in Philadelphia, New York, with paintings and crystal glass and carriages.
They come here with 10 starched shirts and three pairs of shoes.
A suit for the day and a suit for the evening, and they don't do anything.
They lie in the sand and they don't have to do anything.
Can't you see what we look like? Can't you? - You're yelling.
-l'm not yelling! You're yelling like Pa.
Can we go home now? I spent a very enjoyable afternoon this past Saturday at the Belles Artes.
A lovely place to wander.
There was an exhibition of minor French impressionists.
Very pretty.
Flowers Picnics on riverbanks Girls with parasols We are fortunate, are we not in Havana, to have at our doorstep such cosmopolitan pleasures? Why go anywhere else? Do you know how I see the city? How? A perfect pearl.
Displayed on a velvet bed of the deepest blue.
You have the soul of a poet.
Oh, you flatter me.
You flatter me and I lap it up Like a man in the desert.
So sweet.
Can I have the money now? Everything in the account.
Of course.
It awaits you as we speak.
Come on.
Shut the door.
This way.
Ready? I'm always getting something wrong.
I was in a restaurant down there, I thought, "All right, trot out the lingo.
" So, I asked, "Do you have eggs?" Tiene huevos? The waiter goes, "Oh, yes, señor.
Two big ones.
" - You see, in Cuba, eggs -Yes, I understood.
- What Chef Vola does -May I ask you a question? Of course.
- Why are you being nice? -Why wouldn't I be? I can think of all sons of reasons.
You come to me in need.
Anything else would be cruel.
Is it because of Mr.
Kennedy? I'm not following you.
I thought you were inscrutable, but you are ridiculously easy to figure out.
I care if Joe Kennedy offers you a ride? - Do you? -Why would I? He's not holding fresh oysters to my lips as we glide back to New York.
There's a picture to contemplate.
That's mine.
Did you get a out of Rothsteinks portfolio? - No.
-That's pretty dumb.
You're right, I should have benefited from a dead man's money.
It wouldn't have bothered him.
Well, it would have, but that's beside the point.
You've got all the blame and none of the benefits.
Sorry to be such a disappointment.
What do you expect me to do? Pay her, how much, $111,000? - It's what she wants.
-That's what she wants now.
What happens later when she sees how easy it was? Wouldn't we both rather keep this quiet? -I'm not sure what you're suggesting.
-I'm not suggesting anything.
I'm certainly not suggesting that.
Suggesting what? Whatever you think I'm suggesting.
Then, why did you even come here? Because you and I have a problem.
But only one of us has a solution.
Partners in crime.
- Paolo Vaccarelli.
- Called himself Paul Kelly.
The beef he had with Monk Eastman.
A boxing match.
It's how they handled things back then.
I challenge you to fisticuffs.
That was the Bronx.
You were both too young.
Yeah, my dear sir.
Paul Kelly.
He's the one who taught Johnny Torrio.
Old Five Points Gang.
Johnny, you, and me.
Johnny.
What's he up to? - Growing tomatoes? - Johnny.
The only guy I know would make an excuse to miss his own funeral.
"I can't go, kid.
I got this neck thing.
You take care of it.
" Here.
It's for you.
- Taste of home.
- Is it a dildo? However he likes.
I won't judge.
Empire State.
We got the Board of Trade.
This one pokes up higher.
My desk, next to the elephants.
Al's desk, next to the elephants.
- On the desk with the elephants.
-Desk, elephants.
All right, we've been down memory lane.
Where you want to take me to now, Charlie? Change is coming.
Maybe you heard.
Heard you got a new boss.
- What do you want me to say? -Surprise me.
- There's better ways to do things.
-Like how? Run it like a business.
I already got the biggest game going.
It's not all about you.
It's about all of us together.
Who-s "us"? - Italians.
-I don't know no Italians.
Neapolitans, Calabrese What are you again? - Not important.
-'Cause that's what your new boss wants.
All pals.
His hand in my pocket.
Go anywhere in the country, New York, KC, Boston, Atlantic City, same understanding, same rules.
Nobody worries.
Everybody benefits.
It's not less, it's more.
Atlantic City? Or Albuquerque.
The point is Nucky Thompson's not Italian.
That's all gonna get tidied up.
Think about where we come from.
Think about where we could go.
Ten years ago, we were knocking around doing whatever.
What? The jaboney from before, he jacked me once.
What jaboney? Come here this morning.
The cigar store Indian.
Atlantic City.
RALPH; Mueller? He's a Fed.
Pull the other one.
He pinched me back in '21 with Jimmy Darmody.
- Who is it? -The fucking jerk-off Nucky Thompson iced.
I got him off Dean O'Banion.
He was selling flowers.
Fucking steam irons! I don't give a shit he sold ice cream to Eskimos.
It's him.
He's a fucking Prohee.
Get him up here.
He's making his rounds, Al.
I don't give a fuck.
Find him.
I'll find him, Al.
Where the fuck is Mueller? - Anybody see Mueller? -Where's Mueller? - Find fucking Mueller.
-Where's Mueller? Mueller! Mueller! - Where the fuck is Mueller? -Mueller! Nucky.
Nucky.
Nucky! We did a bad thing.
I'd put my pants on in a hurry if I were you.
Do you have any money? No.
If you pay him, he lets you go.
But why? 'Cause that's how it works.
I didn't want a corn ball.
I didn't want to go anywhere.
- You know what trespassing is? -I work here.
You don't work here anymore, do you? What if you used to work in a bank, and I find you in that bank at midnight? What's your excuse then? Hmm? Come on.
You should have your coffee.
You know how you get.
Oh, shut up.
I didn't mean that.
Yes, I did.
Oh, what are you trying to do to me? You're the one who drank a half a bottle of wine.
So did you.
You were drunk when I arrived.
You were hungover this morning and look at you now.
What can I say? You always bring out the best in me.
At least, I can still make you laugh.
Do you know the worst thing that ever happened to me? - Let's not start.
-Do me the courtesy.
What is the worst thing that happened to you? Prohibition.
I hear you, sister.
Oh, please.
It made you rich.
You think so? - Oh, you're broke, I suppose.
-Close to it.
How is that possible? Ask your boss on Wall Street.
He might have a clue.
- That's not funny.
-Sorry to bring it up.
You shook down Arnold Rothstein.
It was a mutually beneficial arrangement.
You held down a job, you raised the kids.
You did it by yourself.
Was it by yourself? My sisters helped out.
That's not what I meant.
I'm still married, aren't I? Blame your church for that.
I haven't been in three years.
And yourself? Married, too, I suppose.
That never seemed to get in the way.
You managed to pay me back.
Is this a fight? I can't tell.
We've had all the fights we're going to have.
- What you said before -About what? That you had the solution.
- What does that mean? -What do you want it to mean? You really are a bastard.
Did I just say that? Yep.
It stopped raining.
Darmody.
Atlantic City.
Came to his mother's joint to pinch him.
- You and another guy.
-I don't know what you're talking about.
You ever been to Atlantic City? - I was once for a trip.
-What kind of trip? A religious retreat.
To Ocean City.
We spent the day on the boardwalk.
Religious retreat? I bet you're praying now.
- When'd you move to Cicero? -1922.
From where? Minnesota, Ortonville.
We owned a wheat farm.
It went belly up.
How do you fuck up a wheat farm? Brown rust.
It rots the leaf.
You think I'm stupid? No successful man is stupid.
Are you successful? - Not really.
-Why? I get the feeling my boss doesn't like me.
See? We're all friendly here.
On your knees.
- What? -On your knees.
I ain't reaching up that high.
This is a mistake.
Open your mouth.
- I'm not -Open wide.
There we go.
Al, come on.
Here? What? They got maid service.
You getting any of this? Let him spill the beans.
I want to hear it.
Ralph, count to 30.
Aloud.
- One, two, three, four -Start.
I've worked for you for seven years.
I broke heads in Cicero.
I set up Dean O'Banion.
I make my number every week.
Maybe I'm a federal agent.
Maybe I'm a bigamist.
Maybe I'm a murderer on the run.
Believe what you want.
There's no way I can stop you.
- But that's not what matters now.
-lt's not? What matters is this man comes in from out of town 23 starts telling Capone what to do about Capone's business in Capone's house.
-27, 28 -And, and, and 29, 30.
I'd say that's pretty goddamn disrespectful.
You can rule by fear, or you can rule by love.
Remember that if you're ever in charge.
Get him a drink.
You've got a pair.
- What did I say? -You don't remember? I need a men's room.
- You gonna be sick? -I may have soiled myself.
Miss Wheet.
I beg your forgiveness.
There is no excuse for keeping a lady waiting.
Especially when she's carrying this much cash.
See if Señora Ronis is finished packing.
At your service.
Going somewhere? My wife.
Paris for the summer.
-I've never been.
-She gets restless here.
- And I get restless when she gets restless.
Maybe, it's the other way around.
- Do you wish for a receipt? - You have a problem.
-I do? There's an uprising in Gibara.
They sent the army in.
Thirty soldiers killed.
Bombs and bayonets.
That must be messy.
- Gibara is very far from Havana.
-But it's very close to your cane fields.
And now, your wife is off to Paris.
I am staying here.
For how long? Mr.
Thompson wants his rum.
There is no rum without the sugarcane, and there is no sugarcane without the army.
That is expensive, and that is what the money is for.
I need to use your phone.
It's long distance, but you can afford it.
Come on, a little more with the whip.
Beat me hard, honey.
There you go.
- Old Rumpus.
You aren't so old, honeydripper.
Mmm.
That voice.
It's like a breeze in the palms.
- Is your boss around? - Conspicuous by his absence.
You know that.
Well, do me a favor.
Tell him the dirty deed is done.
He can reach me later at the bar.
You really called to talk to me, didn't you? Well, of course I did, lover.
You caught me out.
"Of all the words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, “it might have been“ Aren't you the romantic? Such is my nature.
I can't help it.
Where's the Gel-Ray? You sit here.
You sit there.
Don't move.
Don't touch anything.
Don't kick the furniture.
- I lied.
- About what? I have a nickel.
I hid it in my shoe.
Are we being kidnapped? You will scrub your hands completely.
Bless us, O Lord, for these, thy gifts, for which we are about to receive from thy bounty through Jesus Christ, our Lord.
Amen.
- A bit rushed.
-Well, you looked hungry.
I appreciate your concern.
- Guests first.
- I'll serve them, Paulina.
-Is there anything you won't eat? -I hate tongue.
There isn't any.
They say you run the Corner Hotel.
No, I just work there.
Did work there for the summer.
- This town gels awful dull come September.
-Don't start that.
"Much I have traveled in realms of gold And many goodly states and kingdoms" Learn another poem.
-"Stout Cortez" -I am not.
-"with eagle eyes" - Stop it.
Ned, Ruth' you'll love one another.
Oh, we do, Mother.
We do.
Have you entertained my request, Mr.
Lindsay? Sheriff best keeps out of politics.
It's not a matter of politics, but of family.
What would you have me do? Talk to the women about such scenes as you've witnessed in your duties.
That's not a fit conversation for any table, let alone amongst ladies.
They know more than you give them credit for.
I expect that's true.
Wouldn't your own burden be easier if men kept from drink? It's not my place to know.
Talk to the women, Mr.
Lindsay.
Won't you, please, Father? They admire you so.
I have been ganged up on.
Thank you, Mr.
Lindsay.
You are welcome, Mrs.
Lindsay.
Now then, I'm sure our guests would like a little more.
I'm sorry.
It's all right.
It's all right now.
- Well, I heard a corker today.
What is it? Man says to the waiter, "Now, see here.
I've found a button in my salad.
" "Oh, that's all right, sir.
It's part of the dressing.
" You all right there? Very well, thank you.
Why is the railing so far away? Baby steps.
You can swing it.
Nothing changes, does it? Men to guard you.
Plans within plans.
Things you say and things you don't.
Maybe I've had my fill.
What's brought that on? Things you can't say.
You really want to hear them? What is an "old rumpus"? It's a fearsome beast with the paws of a lion, the belly of a Shriner, and the expense account of a Westinghouse executive.
Do the women take everything off? They have to leave little pasties on their Nipples? Yes, those.
- And do they kick their legs up like this? -More or less.
You're blushing.
I haven't blushed in 40 years.
You're blushing now.
Who's watching the kids? Nuala will stop in, but they look after themselves now.
Did you bring any pictures? I was going to, but I knew you'd suspect I was trying to twist your arm and you wouldn't like it, so I didn't.
You think about me that much? You left a strong impression.
When you came to the suite that night after the temperance meeting, I'd never seen anyone who looked so lost, and I thought, "If I could save her, maybe I'm not so bad myself.
" You did.
Why lie about it now? I thought, "The whole floor of a hotel, and he's the only one that lives there.
"That must be very lonely.
" Well, like you said, maybe nothing changes.
Yes? Are you going to kill Carolyn Rothstein? You have a very dark turn of the mind.
I didn't know this about you.
Then what is this solution? She's going to take 25 cents on the dollar, your firm will slay afloat, and this whole thing gets buried.
- How are you going to manage that? -l'm not.
You are.
- You absolutely are a bastard.
-Don't sell yourself short.
If you could put one over on Arnold, you can do this.
You're up to something.
I'm helping my wife.
What's wrong with that? I should get to the train.
It's late.
Leave in the morning.
I don't have anywhere to stay.
Do I? Sean.
Take Mrs.
Thompson to the Blenheim.
A room with an ocean view and a cab to the station first thing.
You got it, Nuck.
I'm happy to see you.
What are you up to? Let it go, Mike.
Get some sleep.
- What if he's right? -Take the word of a criminal? He saw something, Frank.
It's real.
Capone, the ledgers.
Stick with the plan.
It's him.
Agent Nelson Van Alden.
So that's it? You're here and gone? - Like a fart in a hurricane.
Well, you know, I'm not my own boss.
Aw, poor little Salvatore.
Now this, I got to ask.
I went to your barber.
Him.
I got to make another appointment one day.
About our discussion.
Yeah, sure.
We'll see how it plays out.
Fair enough.
Plant a seed, right? And the other thing.
I was way off.
What, Mueller? Nah, forget about it.
Keeps us all on our toes.
No, I meant you.
You're bigger than Wallace Beery.
Boom! Come here.
- Take care.
-You, too.
I'll see youse in the funnies.
Fucking pillow-biting piece of Sicilian shit.
Big shot, huh? Fucking Maranzano's fucking messenger boy.
Should have tipped him a quarter.
Fucking balls, right? - You need them? -He's a Fed.
He's a Fed.
He's a Fed.
Take me in.
Please, no.
Please help me, little Rico.
Help me, little Rico! He's a fucking jerk.
- What? -What? What'd you call him? A jerk.
That's a friend you're talking about.
Luciano? Since we were babies, I know him.
It was a joke.
You like to make jokes.
I like to laugh.
Oh, you do, do you? Ah! It's too easy! Too easy! I got to make some calls.
- Clean this place up.
-Sure thing, Al.
- Night, boys.
-Good night, boss.
- Can I get a ride? All right.
-Yeah, I'll give you a lift.
Here we go.
Good night, okay? I'll see you tomorrow.
Wallace Beery? Wallace fucking Beery? Find Eli.
Have him get me Atlantic City on the phone.
Where's Eli? Gel long distance on the horn.
Good evening.
What's going on? Where are you coming from? Mira mar.
Who do you know in Miramar? Just some friends visiting.
Visiting from where? America.
The United States.
Yes, United States.
Was there an accident? There's a curfew.
Since when? Since this afternoon.
Why? Because there's trouble.
Not in Havana.
Across the country there's trouble.
So there's a curfew.
I didn't know.
I'm telling you now.
I'm just going home.
You can't go this way.
Which way can I go? There's no way.
There's a curfew.
How much? Eh? How much to go home? Out of the car please.
Tangee Red-Red.
Girls swear by it.
Now Captain.
We' re just getting to know each other.
I run a bar in town.
You know how that can get.
Rubia Sucia.
You all come by.
When the curfew ends.
I'll treat you right.
Serve up the good stuff, no limit.
Who do you know in Miramar? Maxime Ronis.
Maybe you've heard of him.
He owns Bacardi.
I have business with him.
Call him and see.
You're out after curfew.
You offer money.
You have a gun.
You have business with a man who pays a peso a day to cut cane until your hands bleed.
And you think all I want is to get drunk.
You're what's wrong with Cuba.
Capitan, I am truly sorry we can't seem to be friends.
But I'm going to go back to my car and stay in Miramar tonight.
All I've ever done in this world Right out in the open? What kind of idiot are you? She was an American.
Get her off the road.
Hello? Sally? ls that you? Sorry to disappoint you.
Hold for Mr.
Capone.
We got a problem.
His name is Charlie.
Whoa.
Whoa.
Would you put my father in jail? What for? He hurts my mother.
I could.
Sooner or later, I'd have to let him go.
May - Maybe it wouldn't be jail.
-What would it be? The man in the hotel who asked for flowers.
What you did with him.
That was done for the Commodore.
And that has its own rules.
Understand? You don't be foolish.
Enough trouble in the world.
Don't go where you don't belong, don't take what isn't yours, don't pass your burdens on to others, don't make me do my job, because I will.
Now, we are going in there, the three of us.
I'm gonna tell your father you worked for me today.
If he doesn't like it, he's interfering with the law, and he will answer for that.
Agreed? Deputy Sheriff Thompson.
Happy New Year 2015 - New Year, New Color ;-)