The Deuce

This case is closed.

In this town, nothing's dirty anymore.

Hey, you wanna make a quick hundred?

Hundred for what? A one-day wonder.

A real movie?

They empty the loot machines

and bring the coin back to Marty's office for the count.

What the hell you doin' here?

I got a feeling that by the time my cut gets to me,

the count is a lot lighter than it should be.

Your commanders do not wanna see a single broad

standing on any street corner in the precinct.

You ever seen it like this?

Where do they think all the dirt is gonna go?

I would take strong consideration

for any offer that moved your ladies off the pavement.

You pay me 400 a night rent,

your girls get a safe environment

for as many hours as they can handle.

They keep what they make.

The more girls you give me, the better it is for you.

Tick-tock, girl.

Let's go.

Ready?

Uh, why I gotta clock and she don't?

She doing the movies.

What? That ain't till Saturday, C.C.

She gotta be rested for that shit.

You go punch in.

Uh...

Today, baby.

Hey, Ash. Hey.

Another day, another bunch of dicks.

That's right.

Fuck this.

So, gentlemen, we're gonna calm down

and be civil about this? I'm civilized.

That was some maneuver you guys pulled on Matty.

Smaller shit than that has started wars.

And what did we learn?

Your Jew, he's been skimming from the both of us.

Hey, Hodas doesn't skim.

Come on, that night's take

was twice as big as his best week.

Who you fucking kidding, Matty? Enough.

The truth is this is a good thing

that this is happening now,

with the dirty movies about to open up wide.

That's right. We need to know who we're dealing with

and what we're dealing with.

It doesn't hurt to have a couple more eyes

on guys like Hodas and the others.

We all got a stake in this thing here.

Am I right? Absolutely.

What are you saying?

What I'm saying is,

there's enough in this world

for all of us to keep a hand in.

We could open the Deuce up. Open it up?

Carmine could develop what he can

and he can keep it.

Same goes for us.

Nobody has to go in the other guy's pocket here.

Am I right? Done.

That's all over.

They're running two shifts now.

The daytime girls clock in for the lunch crowd,

and then another crew comes in around 10:00.

Have you checked the property records on these places?

Property records?

To get the names of the shell companies at least.

Even with the shell, you can check the articles of incorporation,

and maybe get the name of a lawyer

who's acting as a resident agent.

You start to look at all of that,

then maybe you start to see a pattern.

You sound like you need a gold shield guy.

Or maybe a lawyer or three.

Me, I'm just a guy with seven years in the bag.

Yeah, well, you figured it out pretty well to this point.

Well, there's five places now

between the Deuce and 3-8.

And you say they're paying

to be protected, right?

Shit, we pushed them into the parlors.

Been running women off the streets for a while now.

That's been the goddamn plan all along.

Yeah, the parlors are all paying us.

Why are you telling me this?

I don't know.

Yeah, all right, but the thing

I wanna know is what's gonna happen

now that Lindsay got his ass beat in Florida?

You mean with the parlors? Yeah, with the parlors.

The cocksucker isn't gonna go ahead and be president,

so does he turn around and tell the cops to kick the doors down?

It's like nobody knows the rules anymore.

Shit you couldn't do yesterday is on the books for tomorrow.

Which reminds me.

What the fuck is that?

It's an idea from a friend of mine.

It's a... I don't know,

but it's something I wouldn't mind talking over

with Hodas and them movie guys.

If that's okay with everyone.

Eh, balls to you, Rudy.

Is, uh, that for, uh...?

Yeah, that's for that.

Disgraziata.

All right, talk it over with Hodas.

Hey, come on down!

That's your building?

I always liked this block.

It used to be my mother's.

She passed, then I took it over myself.

It's rent controlled.

I've been looking for a better place,

but with where I make...

Well, you wanna see it?

Come on up.

Hey, if you can't trust one of New York's finest,

that's just sad.

All right, just for a few minutes, though.

Okay, good.

You know, if you need help with the shell companies,

I know a guy that... Uh-huh.

You know...

So, I'm not a source?

Then why are you still standing there?

For real?

Open bar,

drinks with little sticks in them,

everybody dressed nice.

You don't wanna go?

I'd rather stick splinters in my eyes.

Shit, I'll go for you.

Sorry, but you wouldn't make it past the club doorman.

Oh, it's like that.

It's not my scene.

Never was.

Just grew up there.

We all gotta leave someplace.

I'm out.

Early for you.

I'm indoors now.

Got the first shift at one of them parlors.

Is Bernice with you?

Vincent Martino.

What? What I'd do?

Do you own a suit?

No, no way.

Good, you're coming to a party.

In Connecticut.

Just a few friends having drinks.

Oh, I need a suit for that? Fuck, no.

Wear the leather, the one that I like.

And boots.

You like me like that?

Yeah.

You're a prize in that.

Avon calling.

Come on. Go.

Where's the one from two weeks ago?

The little chocolate cherry?

They're all chocolate cherries.

Except that one.

She's vanilla cream. Maybe a Twinkie.

He means Ginger.

You want Ginger? Yeah.

Where the hell is Ginger?

Thought you punched out an hour ago.

Bernice, you're up.

Got a return that likes you.

Come on.

What, only two of them?

Fine, her.

Her? You sure?

Bobby, Bobby, help!

Bobby!

Shit!

What the fuck? What do we do? She on that shit.

You got ice? I heard you put ice on her, it wakes her up.

That's some stupid ghetto folk shit right there.

It's what I heard.

You think rubbing frozen water on her titties

is gonna help wash this shit out of her blood?

Come on, Bobby, help me, man.

All right.

Van is out back.

What's the closest hospital? Roosevelt or St. Clare's.

Raise your loan, then come back.

We always have a seat for you, my friend.

George, it ain't over till you got pennies on your eyes, okay?

Like before, I only see dollars.

Hey, Paul.

What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?

I'm a whore. Oh.

Well, doesn't make you a bad person, does it?

In fact, some of my most

successful relationships have been with hookers.