Memory of a Killer

Hello.

You have to remember to lock the door.

And good morning.

- Dad? - Hey.

Hi. What's up?

I needed to borrow a vase.

Okay. That's fine.

Those are for mom's birthday?

Yes. Her favorite flowers.

I'm going to put them, on her headstone.

They're beautiful.

- 'Morning, beautiful. - Hi.

Hi, Angelo. You're here early.

Yeah. I got a big day today.

I got to go to Rochester.

- Cool. - For what?

It's office supplies service sales convention.

It's... I told you about this.

Don't you remember?

Right. Sorry. Baby brain.

Yeah.

I have my Grant proposal presentation today, too.

Well, that's outstanding. How's it going?

Good. Really good.

I think I have a real shot at this one, so...

- yeah. - Yeah.

What about you? What are you up to today?

Classes in the morning,

and then parent-teacher conferences all afternoon.

Maria, I'm so sorry.

I need the car today. I completely forgot.

Well, I can take you to work.

- Really? - Yeah.

That way I can spend more time with my daughter.

When you're ready, I'll meet you in the car.

- Yeah. - Good luck today.

Yeah. You, too. Sorry.

You got this.

- Love you. - Good luck.

I know it's tough for me to be away on your mother's birthday.

Dad, I'll be fine.

It's just that I miss her so much.

- Okay? - Okay. Okay.

Come on.

Thanks, dad.

She'd be so proud of you.

Thanks.

Hey, guys. Good morning.

Good morning, Ms. Maria.

- Are you ready? - Yeah.

I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good day.

Bye, dad. Yeah.

How we doing, Angelo?

The target's approaching.

Black suvs.

Mr. Zhang, we have your usual table ready for you.

Target's walking in.

It's her birthday.

My daughter wants to be near the stage.

No problem. This way, please.

- Crap. - What?

Well, he's moving to a different table,

nowhere near the window.

Hello? What do you want to do?

I'm going to have to come in.

He's got guys on the door, okay?

You can't get a weapon in here.

Get me a reservation.

And when I get in there, get him in the bathroom.

Reservation?

Yes. Connor. Table for three.

We got his car key.

- Mind waiting at the bar? - Certainly.

Go, li. Go, li. Go.

Hey. Watch where you're going.

What are you doing?

Zhang should be with you in about 20 seconds.

He's not alone.

What are you so upset about? It all worked out.

You should've known it was the daughter's birthday.

What am I, god? How would I know that?

Let's get going.

Exteriors in a Bronx tale.

Now, the Bronx is one of New York City's five boroughs.

Historically, it does have a reputation for being

a rougher neighborhood,

but truth be told, it's a very vibrant cultural place.

Here's your cut.

You know how many people took a swing at zhang down the years

and died trying?

How'd he do?

What do you want me to say?

He's your nephew, Dutch.

He's got a mouth on him, but who doesn't at his age?

You didn't.

Always a cagey bastard, even in the schoolyard.

That's because you talked enough for both of us.

Yeah.

Well, we play to our strengths. Let's eat.

You hear about al beal?

Yeah. I heard he got busted.

Yes, he did. In Philly.

Al gets home, and there's a chopper over the house.

Boom! He's surrounded.

Cops and feds everywhere. Sniffer dogs.

Freaking bomb squad in the garage.

Whole street's taped off.

"Freeze! Hands in the air!" All the cop talk, right?

Then, bam!

SWAT pin him to the ground.

Ars to his head.

Al looks up, totally straight, totally sincere,

and he says, "is this about the alimony?"

Al beal, ladies and gentlemen.

Just a taste for me.

I got to watch my cholesterol.

What are you, a dietician now?

No. Doc says I got to up my good protein.

I got to eat fish, chicken and tofu.

Tofu.

Imagine being the guy who invented tofu.

He'd almost be as rich as you.

With my wife and kids?

You're lucky you never decided to do the wife and kids thing.

Yeah. Well, what can I say? I like my own company.

Still time, buddy. Still time.

Hey, buddy.

Yeah. That's right.

Originals.

Took me seven years to track these down.

Reggie Jackson.

Your 12-year-old self would've killed me for these.

Do you want them?

Come on. What, you think I'm going to give them to you

just because you're my brother?

Nice doing business with you.

How's he doing, Jane?

Hey. Well,

I found him in the lobby last night at 4:00 A.M.,

wearing his best suit.

And he spoke to me for the first time in weeks.

He did? What'd he say?

Something about the two of you going fishing on the Hudson...

on a raft made of old tires.

- Is this real? - Yeah. We did.

And the fish could always hear us coming, couldn't they, Mike?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

He's getting worse.

He has good days and bad.

Look. Ideally, he would've started treatment when he was

forgetting his atm pin and losing track of his keys.

Yeah.

Hey.

I think that he would really benefit from this.

If you fill in the consent part,

then I can take care of the rest.

Thank you, Jane.

- You're welcome. - Appreciate it.

Okay.

Hey, dad. Hope you made the sale in Rochester.

Don't forget. Dinner at 7:00.

Hey. How are you?

Forget the code?

You okay, Mr. Doyle?

Mr. Doyle?

Yeah. Fine. Thanks, Corey.

You left your bag out here in the hallway, Mr. Doyle.

You got a bowling ball in here?

Thank you.

Hey, Joe. Any chance you ran those plates

on the blue truck yet?

It came back stolen.

But it wouldn't be zhang's guys. Not their vibe.

Okay.

That's not it.

Son of a bitch.

So, the guy I whacked in Newark last year

was Carl mosher's younger brother.

You knew?

You let me kill the brother

of a bertoletti captain and you didn't tell me?

I found out after.

There are crime families, and then there are the bertolettis.

It's complicated.

Different fathers, different last names.

Yeah, but they're brothers.

That part's pretty simple.

Were you going to tell me?

Not without good reason.

Does Carl mosher coming after me count?

He was tailing me this morning, or hired someone to.

Well, maybe you're getting rusty, Angelo.

What's he going to find out? You live like a monk.

You go to bed at 9:00 P.M., okay?

Don't worry about it. I'll make some calls.

Just put some guys on my brother's place.

- Michael? - Yeah.

I killed this guy's brother.

I don't want him coming after mine.

Okay. Okay. I'll send Wilson and McManus.