Sneaky Pete

Man: Green.

That's what I remember the most:

that shade of green.

It might have been the most beautiful thing

I had ever seen.

Just the color.

The only time we were inside was when we slept,

and even then not half the time.

There was a tire swing.

Every summer, that thing would break,

and every summer, Grandpa would fix it.

And the apples... Oh, man, I'm telling you,

apples ain't the same anymore.

I mean, I don't know what they...

Pete, would you shut the hell up?

Nothing's the same anymore.

Man: Lights out!

Three years in here.

I feel like I've spent every moment of that

listening to this crap.

Pete had the perfect summers.

Pete had the perfect grandparents.

All that money from the bond business,

but they loved you anyways. They had the time for you,

until Mommy pissed them off 20 years ago.

- - They did.

It's all true. And it just pisses you off

because it was better than your screwed-up life,

whatever that was.

I know your life sucked worse than mine.

At least I have people skills.

You're a con man.

Yes, I'm a confidence man.

I give people confidence, they give me their money.

You, what, you tried to rob a gun range at gunpoint?

I get out of here in two days.

You're not even up for parole for another two years,

which means my life is currently better than yours.

So I either had a better life than you,

or none of that crap means nothing.

Either way, just stop talking about it.

Okay?

- - 24 more hours, Eddie.

Oh, my God. You know the first thing I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna murder a cheeseburger at Donovan's.

Yeah, that's a good burger.

All right, little brother, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Uh...

Everything all right?

No, Marius, it's not.

Uh... you can't come back here.

- What do you mean? - It's Vince.

We owe him more money than I thought...

- A lot more. - How much?

- A hundred grand. - What?

Wait a minute. That's what it was to start with.

I've been paying him. You've been paying him.

- What the fuck happened? - He says it's interest

that the... the vig's been running for three years.

- So now you tell me? I mean... - I just found out.

He wants me dead, doesn't he?

I don't know. I don't know.

But he's gonna have people waiting for you

when you get out, so...

Well, I got to talk to him.

No. I think this is beyond talk, Marius,

at least for you.

Look, he likes me, all right?

So just... Let me try to work him.

But right now you got to hide.

- Ah, Eddie. - You got to hide.

Yeah. All right. All right.

So what, you're not talking anymore?

That was your advice.

No, you were right.

My... My life sucked.

I had a dad I never met

and a mother who was only around

when she didn't have a needle in her arm

and about a dozen foster parents,

only three of whom weren't there for the crappy check.

And you had... loving grandparents.

It makes me feel like something's possible.

If you wanna... If you wanna talk about it.

Grandma was always my favorite.

She didn't take nothing from nobody.

- No? - No.

Everyone else was afraid of her.

Where's the farm?

Hey. Hey, sweetie.

Wait. Excuse me.

We're waiting for a friend of ours.

Marius Josepovich?

He gets out today.

Oh, you're his brothers.

His what? No.

Only one stop. It's not the blue line.

But my brothers are coming to meet me.

I'm thrilled for you.

And my dad is with them.

He wasn't supposed to be, but he wouldn't stay home.

My dad doesn't know that I was in prison.

He had a heart attack just before I went away,

and then another one last month,

and my mother thinks the truth is gonna kill him.

We managed to keep the secret for three years.

You want me to screw that up now?

Come on, just stop the bus at the next light,

open the lever, I'll get out,

I'll walk the rest of the way and give my dad a hug...

like a normal son.

Thank you. Thank you.

Whew!

Whoo!

A good hockey player plays where the puck is.

A great hockey player

plays where the puck is going to be.

Now who said that, Bobby? Huh? Who?

Nate, I got no idea.

- Hello. - Pass.

I... I am a bit lost here.

Hey, you got an accent.

Where are you from?

- Me? - Yeah.

I am from Montreal, Canada.

Jesus. I hate Canada. You know that?

I'm sorry.

Ha ha ha ha! Wait.

Bobby, you hear that?

I insult this guy, and he apologizes to me!

Canadians. Amazing.

I'm busting your balls, man!

I love Canada!

I lost my virginity in a strip club in Montreal.

My pops paid for it. The man was a saint.

Come here. I'll help you. This guy knows nothing.

Come over here.

Come on.

Uh, I... I am, uh, I am going here.

- Mm-hmm. - But, uh,

we are... we are here, yeah?

Oh, you want to go to Albany?

- Yeah. - You just take the train.

Walk right outside, make a left,

go straight. You can't miss it.

Great. Thank you.

I must be going because, uh...

I heard there was going to be more snow.

Uh, barkeep, uh, another drink for my friend, huh?

- Hey. - And the quote was Gretsky.

You hear that, Bobby? Gretsky.

Hi, Grandma, Grandpa.

It's me... Pete.

Oh!

Pete, it's...

Pete?

Would you like some lemonade?

- Oh, I would... - He hates lemonade.

Audrey.

I was gonna say

I'd love a glass of water, if that's all right.

Thank you for bringing that out, though.

Okay.

Thank you, Grandpa.

Wasn't there an apple tree out there?

Uh, died a couple years ago.

Well, where do you build your treehouses now, Grandpa?

Where have you been for the last 20 years?

I mean, where have you lived? Have you been married?

Do you have any kids?

- So much to catch up on. - How's your mom?

I haven't talked to her in three years.

- What happened? - You know how she is

She's just not quick to forgive a mistake.

That might be hereditary.

What she did to us was unforgivable.

I called the whole family over for lunch.

All your cousins.

Great.

Great.

My grandma thinks your mom's a screw-up.