Boardwalk Empire

Ahh! God blast it!

Well, it is fixed?

No, it's not fixed.

The nut is stripped.

I need water for to make the Cream of Wheat.

I'm bleeding, dear.

-(SIGHS) -(BABY CRYING)

Could you please get him to stop crying?

He is hungry.

Well, then, go in the bathroom and use the water from in there.

The bathroom is for bathing, the kitchen is for cooking.

Is that really a meaningful distinction?

When you will fix the pipe?

The Sears Roebuck Company...

The Sears Roebuck does not live in the house.

I live in the house, for months and months,

and nothing fits together.

I have to get ready for work.

The flowers, yes?

The big important job for Mr. O'Banion.

- Is that what you think I do? - Oh, yeah.

You're the strongman who gets the money.

Mr. O'Banion gives $1,000

for you to hurt the people's head.

What if he did?

Then there would be water in the kitchen.

-(SLAMS TABLE) -(PIANO PLAYING)

(SINGING) Jazzin' baby blues are drivin' me insane

There's nothing to them but that lonesome blue refrain

But when that comet and that flute begin...

Have you ever considered it was Purnsley acting alone?

It was Narcisse. I know it.

That's what the girl says?

I'm asking if you can prove it.

This ain't no court of law, Nucky.

That doesn't change the fact that you're asking me to impose a death sentence.

I wasn't askin'.

Let's get something straight here.

You move against Narcisse,

you risk losing everything you have.

He ain't comin' after what's yours.

That's because I mind my business.

- What that mean? - Look.

- Let me get him in here, sit him down... - What that mean?

It means when I'm conducting business, I mind it.

It and only it.

Not some piece of ass with a sugary voice,

not my pride, my business.

Heard a lot of "we" last year.

When you was in trouble.

Now it just you.

How do you like your fucking nightclub,

on the boardwalk?

You have any idea the bullshit I had to put up with?

The strings I had to pull, the palms I had to grease to make this happen?

Already said thank you by saving your ass.

And this place evens the score.

You've got a family, Chalky. Children.

A wife who loves you, a daughter about to be married.

What we gonna do about Narcisse?

Let me talk to him, feel him out

before you do anything.

I'll give you a minute for that.

Just

Of course, they were fairies.

They picked that kid up,

and when he wouldn't bend over, that was that.

- Leopold, maybe, not the other one. - Nah!

- How about the ransom note? - Look, they're sheenies.

They're not gonna do anything without a payday.

Twelve hundred.

Take the truck, drop that hooch by Paulson's.

What's wrong with Tarzan here?

I got a rush job on this wreath.

That truck.

Sometimes I wonder if it's bad hoodoo.

- Beg pardon? - The one Stu was in the day we found him.

Oh, yes.

-23 shots they hit him with. -(SNIPPING)

Fuckin' believe that?

That was unfortunate.

Unfortunate?

Guy had a wife, a kid.

Well, maybe he didn't have a kid, but still.

Fuckin' massacre.

Yeah.

I'm taking the children to see the new Buster Keaton.

That was the day you disappeared with the Capones.

- What? - The day Stuey got killed.

I... I don't know anything about that, sir.

Guilty conscience, Mueller?

Sir?

I didn't say you did.

I was just stating a simple fact.

Your tone, it can be quite accusatory sometimes.

201 South Racine,

apartment 12.

-(MUSIC PLAYING) -(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to the historic and legendary Atlantic City boardwalk...

A man's selling Eskimo Pies.

The sun is all I need right now.

Where are you?

My first kiss was under this boardwalk.

Should I be jealous?

He was a freckle-faced boy from Philadelphia

on holiday with his parents.

I sold him three Luckys for a nickel,

and he smoked them all before he had the nerve to lean in.

We carved our names somewhere under here.

You never came back to look?

- It was a long time ago. - At least tell me his name.

I'll cross it out and chisel mine in its place.

His name was James.

- You're blushing. - Am I?

Maybe it's the sun.

We were supposed to meet the night before he left,

in our secret spot.

What happened?

The next day was the Opening of the Sea.

It was a silly ceremony for tourists.

I pushed my way to the front of the crowd,

and I was chosen as one of King Neptune's consorts.

I can just see you doing that.

The sheriff approached me.

I thought for sure I had done something wrong.

Didn't know what.

So he took you to jail?

He took me to a man.

The most powerful man in the city.

Oh, this is quite the yarn.

Except it's true.

The Commodore, they called him.

He ravaged me that night.

It was six weeks before my 13th birthday.

Oh, Gillian, I'm sorry.

If you'd rather not say...

I want you to know.

Nine months later, I gave birth.

I named the baby James,

the last pure thing I could remember.

He and, uh...

He and I...

I don't know how I can say it.

Uh, just let the words out.

We lived for each other.

A child and a child.

Where is he now?

He enlisted, fought in France.

Very bravely.

Didn't make it back?

He came back.

He struggled to find his place.

He overdosed on heroin...

...in my bathtub.

That's how you found him?

I think I will take that Eskimo Pie after all.

Has this ever been used?

It is ceremonial, as far as I know,

but there is a first time for everything, Mr. Madden.

Glad you're open-minded.

I spoke to Rothstein. He can't help you.

Is my money not good?

He's bust, out of the heroin business.

Masseria squeezed him out.

I was of the understanding that they had been partners in this endeavor.

Even Lewis and Clark went their separate ways eventually.

Hmm.

He's your friend as well, is he not?

Masseria? Sure.

But he ain't as comfortable

selling to the darker types like Rothstein was.

The Jew, like the Libyan, must remain pliable

if he is to survive.

I should like to meet with Mr. Masseria nonetheless.

You come to the Cotton Club.

We'll see what's what.

That for me?

It's, uh...

...for a Mr. Dob.

Dob.

Dean O'Banion.

Take a seat.

- I don't have time to... - Sit your ass down.

Tell us everything you know about O'Banion.

- His whole routine. - When he wakes up, where he takes his meals.

How many “mes he takes 3 sh“.

I'm not privy to his personal...

We asked you what you know, not what you don't.

Hit me again, you'll regret it.

You hear that?

Cut the mouthy shit.

I didn't come here to be smacked around.

Who the fuck you think you are?

The man who stood beside your brother at Western Electric.