Boardwalk Empire

Come on, you gotta help me move these barrels.

- Here we go. You can barely move in here.

You've got your friends at the Coast Guard to thank for that.

Three ships' worth of booze. The Nina, the Pinta and the Canadian Club.

Bill McCoy's probably still crying his eyes out.

On Nucky Thompson's shoulder.

What happened with you and Nucky anyway?

I guess that's between me and Nucky, isn't it?

We need more space, Mickey.

Ain't an empty garage in 10 miles.

Then try 11. Pay cash.

End of next summer, we'll be the biggest distributors in the northeast.

From the tiny acorn

grows the mighty elk.

If you had a brain,

-you'd be dangerous. -(GIGGLES)

Yo, be careful with that.

Don't like not knowing what's going on.

That's what makes it exciting.

What the hell is that?

The Pipes of Pan.

Goddamn cat in a rain barrel.

Open your eyes,

if thou darest.

Ain't you the humdinger?

Silence, mortal.

I am Diana,

daughter of Jupiter.

And no man may look upon my nakedness

as I bathe.

This is one of your little performances.

You should have come, dear, at least once.

I never liked the idea of you parading around in front of other men.

You could have married me.

I had a city to run.

I understand.

I always have.

But I did have a boy to raise.

We're all here now, aren't we?

He has so much to learn from you.

I can't tell you what it means to us,

after all this time.

And you're going to take care of him,

aren't you?

Come here with that mouth.

Do you know what happened to the shepherd

who spied on the virginal Diana?

She turned him into a stag.

He tried to run away, but his own hounds

tore him

to pieces.

Get your ass over here.

Prepare for the righteous punishment

of the gods.

Louis?

Louis!

-(STAMMERING) - Louis!

Louis!

What does the bee do? Bring home honey.

What does Father do? Bring home money.

What does Mother do?

Lay out the money.

What do children do? Eat up the honey!

Lovely, dear.

- Very nice. - Good morning.

- Munchkins. Good morning, Uncle Nucky.

Could you not sleep?

I have a busy day.

Will you be breakfasting, Mr. Thompson?

I will not. Nor will I be dinnering.

It's Ed Bader's birthday.

Did I not mention that?

I take it there will be a party?

Something small, make him feel important.

A meal in his honor, maybe.

Be sure not to overindulge.

Mr. Sleater.

Good day, everyone.

Top of the mornin'.

Isn't that what your people say?

And we also fix shoes if you leave them outside your door.

- Surely it isn't that funny. - Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Sleaterwill be driving me now.

It's all I can do to stick to the correct side of the road.

I'll be right out. - Sir, ma'am.

Katy.

Please ask Lilian to get the children dressed

and to drill Teddy in his catechism.

Come, dears.

A bit cheeky, isn't he?

- What's that mean again? - Impertinent.

He's serving a purpose.

- And may I ask what that is? - You may,

and I may not answer.

The weekly expenses.

There's a little extra for the staff.

- What for? - To let them know they're appreciated.

This is no time to be frivolous with money.

It's two dollars extra apiece.

It makes no difference to us, but to them it's a windfall.

You do realize they steal from us. It's what servants do.

It's what everyone does.

And we pretend not to know and life goes on.

No one gave me a bonus when I was in service.

All the more reason to be generous now.

I'm nearly out of shaving soap.

Any more of them eggs?

You've had nearly half a dozen already, Albert.

Tell them chickens to work overtime.

- Daddy! - There's my sweet pea.

- When did you get home? - Last night,

past your bedtime. Crept in like the sandman.

Will you check my homework?

You're asking Daddy?

Your mama'“ do that for you.

Your brother know I'm too strict.

If you say so.

Stop toying with your father.

He know who bring home the bacon.

How my princess doin'?

Did you ask him, Mother?

Ask me what?

Mama invited Samuel over for dinner tomorrow night.

Did she now?

We did discuss this.

If a young lady is being courted, it needs to be in a respectable manner.

He's planning to study medicine.

Hmm.

An educated buck.

I suppose it'd be all right.

Dinner with all the fixings.

I been craving Hoppin' John since the moon was blue.

- Richard. - Good morning.

I'm here for Jimmy.

I thought he was with you.

His mother called late last night.

He left and I assumed...

Was everything all right?

He doesn't tell me anything.

This business with Nucky...

I saw him on the Boardwalk, he wouldn't even look at me.

Very bold.

My feeble attempt at expressionism.

There was an artist I saw in Paris.

He does cityscapes.

Very stark, no people.

De Chirico.

I don't know.

He also did figures who look like mannequins.

Have you ever posed for an artist?

Mmm. No.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to embarrass you.

I used to draw when I was a child.

It was very relaxing.

It can be.

It can also be maddening.

It took me years to be able to draw hands.

It's apoplexy.

A stroke. His entire right side is paralyzed.

He can eat, but so far he's been unable to speak.

Was he agitated? Overexcited in any way?

As I said, I found him like this.

Shouldn't he be in a hospital?

No.

No one can care for him like his family.

Commodore.

What do you want to say?

Cock.

Cock!

Yeah, I...

- Cock, fuck! - That's enough for now.

He needs to rest.

Jesus Christ, he's a fucking vegetable!

Keep your voice down, please.

-(SIGHS) What are we gonna do now? - He's going to be fine, dear.

- That's not what Dr. Surran says. - Without him running this thing,

-his political connections, Nucky'II... - Stop it right now! The both of you!

Now, you listen to me.

I didn't spend my life getting groped by a bunch of drunks

to wind up in a goddamn poorhouse.

I've got eight kids, Gillian.

Jimmy and I are well aware of that.

"Jimmy and you." That's exactly... The two of you,

and him?

None of that's normal. It never was.

It's normal to me and to my son

and his father.

And it suited you, didn't it? Up till this morning.

Up till this morning, the man with the clout wasn't drooling into his pajamas.

You have a cruel streak, Eli.

That's never an attractive quality.

- He can't even talk. - Louis is unwell.

He's going to recover.

You need to calm down.

It's all going to work out.

How the fuck would you know? Because Jimmy will handle it.

We're in for 70 grand to his cronies.

They'll get paid back when we unload the booze.

- What are you waiting for? - The town's flush, Eli.