Green Book

- Yo, Tommy! - Hey, taxi!

- - Cigars. Cigarettes.

Great idea.

Hello, New York. I'm Bobby Rydell, and I'm glad to be here.

Thank you all for coming to see us tonight.

It's Saturday night at the Copa.

We think you're gonna have a great time tonight.

We're gonna do our best to make sure of that.

As always, a very special thanks to Mr. Jules Podell for having us out.

Let's get started.

Hello, sweetheart.

Here's my coat. And you see this here hat?

I want you to guard it with your life.

It was a gift from my mother.

Yes, Mr. Loscudo.

- Here, that's for you. - Thank you, sir.

- Gio! - Hey, Carmine.

- How are you, pally? - Good to see you.

Oh, thank you. That's unnecessary.

Come on, let's go. Andiamo.

I saw this kid Bobby Rydell two and a half years ago in South Philly.

Nobody knew who he was.

They know him now.

Hey, give me Loscudo's hat.

- But he said to guard it. - I know. I heard.

Give it to me, all right?

Come on.

Hey, be respectful and watch your mouth.

Shut up. She works here, all right, tough guy?

Yeah, what are you gonna do?

- -

Tony Lip!

You put your hands on me, you punk?

Do yourself a favor, go home with your friends.

You don't tell me where to go. You know who I am?

I'm going back in there.

You tell Juley Podell if I don't get my hat,

I'm gonna burn this joint down! You hear me?

Joe, it's gonna turn up. I swear to God it's gonna turn up.

- Really? - It'll turn up.

You tell that fat Jew bastard,

I don't get my hat, I'll burn the Copa down.

I'm gonna have to go back to driving garbage trucks.

Jesus Christ.

Loscudo's out of his mind.

We earned our money tonight.

Lip, I thought you were gonna kill that guy.

- Yeah. - Better him than me.

So, what are you gonna do while we're closed?

I don't know. Maybe go work at my uncle's pizza joint.

You?

I'm gonna drink for two months.

Take me home, Lip.

- Hey, good luck. - You, too.

See you, Carmine.

No, you shouldn't... That should not happen.

No, I don't want to be a...

My hat.

Heard it was missing, so I looked into it.

I wanted to kill that broad.

No, no. It wasn't her fault.

Who had the balls to clip Gio's hat?

Don't worry about it. I took care of it.

Yeah, I hope you gave him some beating.

Here. Take this. Put it in your kick.

No. No, thanks. It was a pleasure, Mr. Loscudo, really.

Bullshit. Take it.

And from now on, you don't call me "Mr. Loscudo."

You hear me?

I'm your pal Gio.

Morning.

Good night.

One down, and the batter will be Roger Maris.

- We need to get back in this. - The pitch to Maris. Curveball.

Come on, Roger. Come on.

Come on, Roger, hit one out!

- Let's do it! - Johnny, quiet.

- You're gonna jinx it. - Come on, Roger.

Hey, Johnny. Think you could yell a little louder?

- Maris is up. - Yeah, so am I now.

What the hell are all you guys doing here?

- All right. - We came over to keep Dolores company.

- Come on. - Tony!

Thank you, ma'am.

- Come on, Roger, please. - Let's do it, baby.

- I'll walk you out. - Sure.

We need to get back in this ball game.

- Come on. - Thank you so much.

Any problems, give us a call.

- - Come on, come on, Roger.

- The 1-2 pitch. - Come on, baby.

The curve is hit deep into right field.

We did it! We got it!

- Yeah! - There it is!

Whoo!

- All right. - 3-1, baby. 3-1.

- Coming back. - Roger, baby, way to go!

- 3-1. - Way to go!

Do it again. Let's do it again.

Come on, baby.

No, Tony. Go get dressed. We're gonna eat.

All right.

No game seven, no game seven.

From thy bounty, through Christ our Lord.

- Amen. - Amen.

And if anyone hears of a job for Tony, let us know.

- Dolor. - What?

Please.

What happened? Did you get fired?

- No. - No.

The Copa's closing for repairs,

so he just needs something for a couple of months.

All the people he knows, he'll find something in no time.

Well, he had a great job at the sanitation department.

You shouldn't have punched out the foreman.

He shouldn't have woke me up.

That's Tony.

- I can't believe they lost. -

- Don't worry, don't worry. - Relax.

That never happened before.

They're gonna win the World Series.

I'm telling you, this is gonna be the easiest 50 bucks you're ever gonna make.

Yeah, we'll see.

Hey, there they are.

Hi, Johnny.

- Tony, how are you? - Hey, Paulie. How you doing?

I'm good, I'm good. So, uh, Johnny here tells me

you ate 48 White Castle burgers all in one sitting.

Cheeseburgers.

You tell him, Frankie.

I don't believe it.

What do we care if you believe it?

Hey, Gorman. What's the record here for hot dogs?

Eighteen. Fat Paulie.

Why wasn't Lip in on that contest?

What contest? I was hungry.

- - Well, the bet's simple.

Half a C-note. Most hot dogs in an hour wins.

With toppings.

- What the hell you weigh? - 260.

Hey, 2... Your left ass weighs 260.

May my mother-in-law drop dead on the spot if I'm lying.

- All right. You're on. - Good.

Pick it up, Lip! The baby elephant just hit 19!

Let's go, Lip! Let's go!

Come on, let's go, Lip! Let's get this going!

You're embarrassing!

You're embarrassing your son!

He is killing you!

Hey, Nicky, you doing your homework?

- Yep. - Good.

Where you been?

Gorman's.

I'm making dinner.

Fat Paulie bet me 50 bucks he could eat more hot dogs than me.

He knocked off 24. Guy's an animal.

Are you crazy? You lost $50?

Dolores, please.

I ate 26.