Boardwalk Empire

It's over here.

Come on. He's still breathing.

Why ain't the Sheriff come?

Detained by other business, ma'am.

Had the time when he was up for election, didn't he?

He sent me along as soon as you called, Mrs. Zeller.

Is you supposed to be qualified?

- I'm a trained officer of the law. -(SIGHS)

He's under there.

I was out Grabbing. I came back through here. I saw him.

He waved his hand, like he wanted me to join him.

Did he say anything?

I didn't go near him.

All manner of dark doings afoot.

At night, there's voices moaning.

Come daylight, you don't know what you'll find.

Go! Do your job.

Misfortune or mayhem?

- It's a hog. - What?

A hog. A dead hog.

It ain't a murdered body?

No, ma'am.

He waved me forward.

Must be his leg.

- You gonna tell the Sheriff? - Most surely will.

You don't know half of what goes on here.

Well, you see anything suspicious, you let me or Sheriff Lindsay know.

Who are you?

I'm the deputy, ma'am. You can ask for me, Enoch Thompson.

You don't know what's going on.

Oh, come on.

Fucker.

Oh, fuck.

What gives?

He's either wrestling an alligator, or he's still on the toilet.

Thought the powder was supposed to give you the runs.

My brother don't do nothing normal.

Hello.

- Cockroach! Cockroach! -(MEN LAUGHING)

- Kill it! Kill it! I got it.

Any progress?

"History doesn't repeat itself, but it does rhyme"

Fuck does that mean?

- A riddle? - Sounds like poetry.

I call Nucky Thompson the other night.

Tell him Luciano's gonna be gunning for him again.

That's his response.

Was he drunk? I mean, if he's anything like his brother...

What do I think? It's a message. It's like a... Oh, what do you call it?

- An omen. - An omen.

That we need to be on our toes. All that bullshit with the income taxes.

What are you worried about?

First, they pinch Ralphie. Then, they go after Jake.

We're gonna beat it, AI.

I mean, fucking lawyers got them tied up in knots.

So what? I'm supposed to just make it easy?

Now, the whole operation, we've got to move it.

How you mean?

The books, the cash, all that to Cicero.

AI, you got any idea how hard...

- By tomorrow! - Tomorrow?

Why wait, huh? Get it out of here.

What, you got something better to do?

No, of course not.

That was Owney Madden. His friend's in town. The actor.

Wanted to stop by and say hello.

They're gonna make a movie about me.

You hear?

Fuck.

It's hot in New York, right? The weather.

Okay.

Mr. Thompson?

Mr. Doyle needs to see you straightaway in the office.

Who are you?

Uh, Joe Harper, sir. Mr. Doyle says it's urgent.

Take this down to the car.

Yes, sir.

Has Ronis called back yet?

Well, I'll leave you two to catch up.

I ain't carrying nothing. Fella downstairs saw to that.

That wouldn't stop a man who's made up his mind.

Something to reckon with.

You letting that knocker run things now?

Mickey? His personality suits the operation.

- This place worse than my old juke. - Times change.

You always find a way.

- Doesn't anyone drink anymore? - I ain't come here for that.

What happened?

Run with some boys for a while. Storefronts, gas stations.

One night, they leave me ass in the wind.

Can't say I ain't earned it.

- Done some time. - I heard you were still doing it.

You wrong for once.

I'm sorry for all of it, Chalky.

I ain't come here for no sympathy either.

- I don't know where Narcisse is. - You could find him.

That's not something that would do either of us any good.

You can't say what's good for me.

Your family moved to St. Louis years back.

They're living under your wife's maiden name.

Knock on the door, they say, "Welcome home."

You don't know what'll happen.

I'm a wanted man. Ain't stepped in daylight in more than a week.

Then, you can stay here under protection. I owe you that.

There's no sense looking back. The only thing you can do is start again.

I really believe that.

We ain't schoolboys no more.

We're not dead either. That leaves a lot of road in the middle.

Maybe you just don't see the end of it.

I have an appointment in New York. I can't put it off.

I want you to stay here.

We'll work something out, and hope for the best.

- Since when you so positive? - I've always been this way.

- Take it. - We ain't do no business.

This is between friends.

Just a second.

You had me worried sick. I've been waiting at the station.

I overslept.

What the hell is this?

Well, I'm not positive, but I think it's a baby.

Hello to you, too.

- When did... - My last visit.

- Labor Day? - I'm seven months along.

And you don't say a word? All the letters, the phone calls?

You're under enough pressure. What could you have done?

It's not as if you'd be coming home, is it?

Doesn't matter.

I'm happy.

I'm very happy.

You need to eat,

take care of your appearance, and cut down on the drinking.

I'm not. I mean, I am.

I'm trying hard. I'm doing it. Really.

And now that you're gonna...

I need you, June.

I need you to come out here and bring Dermott, Kathleen.

They're not done growing up. And now a baby.

- What about your brother? - My life's got nothing to do with his.

He wouldn't send the allowance anymore.

I don't want you touching that money again. I'm moving up the ladder.

Best thing that ever happened to me.

And we'd be together.

It's a blessing.

A chance to start over. Not everyone gets that.

Are we eating at that awful Chophouse?

No. No, no.

Mmm-mmm.

We're getting a home-cooked meal.

My partner invited us. His wife did. She wants to meet you.

Are you busy?

What's wrong? Charlotte.

I don't have time. Read this.

- It explains everything. She's in here.

Protect your fur.

Come on, Charlotte.

No,no,no,no,no,no,no,no! Don't take my teeth!

No, Martin loves my smile!

- No! Wash it! Wash it!

No, no! I got her.

- Get the door. -(SCREAMING)

Wash it. Wash it. Wash it. Wash it. Wash it. Wash it. Wash it. Wash it.

Wash it. Wash it. Wash it.

Don't make sense. Maranzano guaranteed your safety.

He said I have nothing to fear. That's not the same thing.

- Maybe AI got it wrong. - Or Luciano was acting on his own.

He runs his mouth, Charlie, but he still dances to Maranzano's tune.

Not if Maranzano was dead.

- AI said that, too? - I just told you he did.

Of course. Fucking hearing loss.

Is Anne here?

She's at bingo.

It's warm for this time of year.

I had the fan on last night.

Jeez, my manners. What can I get you?

Whatever you're drinking would be terrific.

First thing Anne thinks of when someone walks into the house.

The perfect hostess.

- Always tending to the domestic side. - Funny, what we take for granted.

Like your health. Which is why you should retire.

You piss one of them off? Luciano or Lansky?

It's business, John. I'm in the way.

- You hungry? I'll make you a cheese melt. - I'm fine, thanks.

What time you meeting Maranzano?

7:30 at his restaurant.

I'll meet you over there. We'll get to the bottom of this.

- I didn't mean to get you involved. - Hey, we either friends or we ain't.

Obviously, Luciano should not be present.

I'll call Maranzano beforehand, lay it all out for him.

If nothing else, he's a man of reason.

You go out on that call this morning?

You were right about her.

What'd she see this time? - Body under the old Iron Pier.