A Scarf for Joey (2026) Movie Script
(suspenseful music)
[Narrator] The knot is
tight yet loose with pain.
Each twist a memory, a stain.
The heart beats slower as it slips,
this ribbon of death on cold, pale lips.
For even as the world turns round,
the death scarf lingers,
tangled, and bound.
This is my story.
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(birds chirping)
(vehicle engine whirring)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle doors clicking)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle doors slamming)
(birds chirping)
Hey Joey, who the fuck are those guys?
They're some of my dad's buddies.
Looks like a couple of goons to me.
Yeah, no shit.
I've seen them around before.
Hey, what are we gonna do?
Hey, let's go down to
the rink, check out the ass.
Hey, we can grab like a pizza
or something on the way back.
Man, sounds good to me.
Joey, come on. You in?
Nah, I think I'm gonna
stay here for a bit.
Hey, smack some ass for me.
Have some beers.
I'll catch you later.
- John's probably down there.
We can get his sister.
We can do a threesome.
- Some brewskies, bro.
(ominous instrumental music)
(birds chirping)
(Vinnie knocking on door)
The asshole's not open the fucking door.
Joey!
Open the damn door.
(suspenseful instrumental music)
(door creaking)
The dipshit left the front door open.
What the fuck?
Stitch told me he'd be
downstairs bagging the powder,
and he leaves the fucking front door open?
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What a fucking asshole.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
Let me go.
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(door creaking)
(compressed air hissing)
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He's in. Here's the door.
Probably to the basement.
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You hear that?
Music from behind the door.
Yeah.
He's in there.
Let's get this over with.
Let's do it.
(suspenseful instrumental music continues)
(door thudding)
(plastic rustling)
Well, well, well,
Mr. fucking businessman.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Sit down. Sit down.
Sit down. Sit down.
(Enzo laughing)
Looky, looky what we
have, you fucking mutt,
doing this shit business
behind Sammy's back.
(Enzo laughing)
You were told, asshole.
A hundred times about this bullshit.
Sammy told you,
the whole crew in the
jackpot fucking around
with his heroin, dope shit.
Hey guys, there's no need.
No need.
Just go easy man.
I will share with you.
There's plenty of good cash
for all of you to go around.
Come on, look. There's plenty
(Enzo laughing)
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Going for a gun.
Going for a fucking gun?
(punching blows)
(Joey Senior groaning)
(Enzo laughing)
Hey, man. Fuck, no.
I said I would share with you.
- Share what?
- Just the cash.
Just for us.
(Enzo laughing)
This is my last load of gun, I swear.
I promise, man.
It's the last load.
(ominous instrumental music)
(dramatic action music)
I'm gonna share it, fuck.
I've got a kid, man.
What did I tell you?
Sammy doesn't need to know.
He doesn't need to know, come on.
[Enzo] Sammy, who the fuck do
you think sent us, Joey?
[Joey Sr.] No. Fuck.
[Enzo] Kid, you should've left
when I let you go!
No, Sammy didn't know my kid.
Joey. Joey.
Joey. Joey.
- Sammy says hello, Joey.
(blade slitting throat)
(blood trickling)
(Joey Sr. Gurgling)
(Enzo laughing)
(Joey Sr. Gurgling)
(ominous instrumental music)
(blood trickling)
What about the bitch, his old lady?
(Enzo laughing)
Joey had no old lady.
She left his worthless
ass and left the kid.
(Enzo laughing)
Pop the bitch. Off the count.
(Enzo laughing)
(gunfire exploding)
(Enzo laughing)
(ominous instrumental music)
(dramatic rumbling music)
(dramatic rumbling music continues)
(Enzo laughing)
I got a tip from Fats
about a horse into third.
Joey Jojo Star.
Great odds.
Ring a bell, Quasimoto?
(Vinnie imitating ringing bell)
What the fuck are you talking about?
Today of all days, you don't remember?
The horse, Joey's Jojo?
(Enzo laughing)
Ta-da.
Fucking Joey Carlotta?
(Enzo laughing)
Shit.
That poor bastard.
(Enzo laughing)
Today was the day.
Joey. Joey. Joey.
Jesus.
You know what?
Maybe he had the right idea.
Maybe he was ahead of his time.
You know the money that we got
from that's pretty damn good, right?
What was that, six years ago?
And you know what else?
Joey had a kid, a little boy.
When this old lady dumped him,
she left the kid with
Joey, with a drug dealer.
Yeah. Crazy bitch.
(Lorenzo slurping)
I wonder whatever happened that kid?
Yeah, he is probably saying,
see assholes, I told
you the money was good.
(Enzo laughing)
- He's probably dead.
Hey gentlemen, I heard he was around.
Now, Angie at the bakery
says that she saw him.
But you know Angie,
at least she thought she saw him.
Yeah, and Johnny down at the market says
that he thinks he sees him
when the market's closed.
You know, snooping around,
picking up things that are thrown out.
But yeah, who knows?
Yeah, he's gotta be
25 if he's still around.
Who gives a fuck?
(Enzo laughing)
His old man was a bum.
He's probably a fucking bum too.
Joey C. Was a good earner at the time.
What got him taken off
the count was not playing
by the rules.
There's one thing constant in
this world and that is change.
See, we're in the business now
and that change met our needs.
We too, huh, We're all
drinking from the well.
Joey I got taken out of our loyalty.
His actions at the time
told us he had no loyalty.
No other reason needed.
And that rule has not changed.
Again, that rule has not changed.
Loyalty is what makes us who we are.
We walk together.
We go down together.
That's how it'll always be in life,
and you will not see
that change if you live
for a thousand fucking years.
(pensive instrumental music)
Enz, we should head out.
Don't wanna miss the third race.
(Enzo laughing)
Don't wanna miss the third race.
(Enzo laughing)
Joey Jojo, how can
their fucking horse lose?
(Enzo laughing)
You got some earning to do?
Go fucking earn.
- Yeah.
(glasses clinking)
- Got it.
This is my crew and I
love these guys like family.
They stand by my side
when things get real.
Sometimes I get a terrible
haunting feeling like someone
or something is watching me.
(pensive instrumental music)
Dinner's about ready.
Sammy, honey, can you pour some wine?
- Absolutely.
- Thank you.
(wine trickling into glass)
So Uncle Sammy,
we were thinking about
shooting a music video
for Bella's Band.
Could be a good idea if it's done right.
Daddy, the band is sounding great
and we've been getting a lot of ping gigs.
So why the video?
Well, it'd be great for promotion.
Could be, could be decent
if the video's done decently.
And why would it not be decent?
When was the last time you saw
or even heard Twisted Demon last?
I don't need to see
or hear Twisted Demon.
I know it'll be decent because it's yours.
Oh, how sweet.
Sammy, honey,
you know people that can help, don't you?
- I can check around.
- Thanks, Daddy.
That would be awesome, Uncle Sammy.
Bella, I think we need to
find a new drummer though.
Trixie ain't cutting it.
Trixie is just fine, Nikky.
No, she can't keep time.
Have you heard her?
What are you even talking about?
The last practice was great,
and I need Trixie around because
Trixie does whatever I ask.
Okay. Right.
You know what? Fine.
I will talk to her at the next practice.
Okay, thank you.
Thank you for listening to your manager.
Oh, she listens now.
Well, that's an improvement.
(Sofie chuckling)
So where are you looking
to shoot this extravaganza?
Oh, we were actually thinking
about the Carlotta house.
It's supposed to be
abandoned and really haunted,
which would be so cool.
It would be awesome for
the band's Gothic persona.
Stay the hell away from that place
and forget this Gothic persona shit.
It's too dangerous.
How would you even know?
Have you ever been there?
No.
- I said no.
It's done, end of conversation.
You are being so unfair.
What is going on?
We don't even know if we
can use it yet or not.
What is this about?
- It's not happening.
Stay the hell away from that place.
I'm telling you both right now.
Forget about it.
Stay the hell away from there.
Mom, are you seriously gonna
sit there and do nothing?
Honey, your father's right.
A lot of damn help you are.
And you, Mr. Manager,
you better make sure she
stays away from that place.
Hey, I'm holding you responsible.
I've got a meeting.
(ominous instrumental music)
(tense instrumental music)
(lighter flicking)
(trash clanging)
Hey, buddy. Trash came yesterday.
You're outta luck.
(employee chuckling)
Hey, asshole.
I'm talking to you.
(trash clanging)
Look, mother fucker.
Are we gonna have a problem?
(dramatic action music)
(ominous rumbling music)
Chill out, man.
A fucking knife?
Man, we got food inside.
(dramatic action music)
Look man, we got food inside.
(door clicking)
(door banging)
(lock clicking)
(dramatic action music continues)
(tense instrumental music)
(relaxing instrumental music)
[Manager] Gentlemen. Good evening.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Sammy, nice to see you.
- You too.
[Manager] Thank you, let
me walk you to your table.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(patrons whispering)
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Sammy, see who's here?
Yes, him with all his muscle.
Must be on the watch.
He should be with all the hit
bullshit he's got planned.
Crossing Blaine Avenue.
Copying our blue bags.
Imagine the balls on this guy,
copying our blue bags and moving in on us?
We gotta get a hammer on
this fast before it ends.
Yeah, I'm hearing our blues
are light and awesome kick.
Sure, it's the blues that
ass is sending over Blaine.
What a jock he's now.
They see a blue bag and
they think it's our powder.
What the fuck?
Yeah, he's making a big time score
with that cheap cut down shit,
that product that he's putting out
and we're catching the
heat 'cause of that shit.
That's it, this shit ends today.
First order of business next week,
get a hold the Carlo.
Arrange a meeting with him.
The sooner, the better.
Will do.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
See what those guys are
drinking and send them off Johnny.
And I think it's the
family-style setup tonight
with the veal.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
The gentleman across the
way wants to buy you a drink.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(Carlo smirking)
This ought a be good.
What are you gonna drink?
- Bourbon straight.
- Red wine.
A classic (indistinct).
I'll take a gin and tonic, honey.
Just get me Maker's 46 and tell
the big spender I said thanks.
(patrons laughing)
Frankie, how's things with the blues?
So far, so good, boss.
No real issues.
Street are loving the
stuff, especially the price.
Thanks to big Sammy over there,
the street, they think it's his shit.
(Frankie laughing)
His powder, triple cut.
Man.
(man imitating cash register)
(patrons laughing)
All the way to the fucking bank.
Listen, I want this tripled.
This business' gotta be
tripled, you understand?
As soon as possible.
We're gonna shove it right
up his ass, you understand?
You got it, Skimper.
Hey Vinnie, see who's
that at Carlo's table?
That fucking asshole, Frankie.
Yeah, that's the guy.
That's the guy who's selling the blues,
the ones this mentioned?
- Yeah.
Yeah. It's him.
Piece of shit.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Hey, I've been thinking.
Hey!
Hey, I don't wanna break
up a fore meeting here.
Pay attention.
I'm thinking of buying
the the Carlotta house.
I think it would benefit us.
Isolated. Easier to protect.
I want you to find out who owns it.
See if they wanna sell it.
Someone's been paying taxes on it.
Lemme know?
I'll take care of it.
So why do you want the
Carlotta house anyway?
I'm not sure yet.
I'm thinking on it.
That place would be perfect
to cut and vac the powder.
It's isolated.
It's quiet, nobody around.
Howl, we could come up with a front
to cover that action, no problem.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(glasses clinking)
(relaxing instrumental music)
(upbeat instrumental music continues)
(relaxing instrumental music)
Better go to the little
cows before the dinner comes.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(water trickling)
Hey, Frankie.
Frankie.
What's up, Enzo?
(paper rustling)
(Enzo laughing)
(dramatic action music)
(Frankie gasping)
(relaxing instrumental music)
(handle wiggling)
(water trickling)
(Enzo laughing)
You bet your wise ass, huh Frankie?
That'll teach your ass.
(water trickling)
Cutting those blue bags.
You piece of shit.
(water trickling)
You think this is something funny?
(Enzo smirking)
Not anymore, pal.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(Enzo laughing)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(patron whistling)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Oh my God. Oh my God.
There's a fucking dead guy in there.
(patrons shouting)
(dramatic action music)
(Enzo laughing)
Frankie, Frankie, Frankie.
That'll teach them mother
fuckers not to fuck with me.
(emergency siren whaling)
(vehicle door banging)
(vehicle engine starting)
(emergency siren whaling)
(vehicle engine humming)
(pensive instrumental music)
Damn, I gotta find a place to lay low.
Boy, (Enzo smirking)
He bled like a fucking pig.
(Enzo laughing)
Now he can sell those bags in hell.
(Enzo laughing)
Damn.
Where the hell do I go?
The Carlotta house.
I knew that Joey C. Would
be good for something.
That big fuck.
Here I am again.
Boo!
(Enzo laughing)
Fucking boo!
(wooden stairs creaking)
Fuck, I never thought I'd be here again.
Holy shit.
(ominous instrumental music)
(Enzo laughing)
What the hell? Candles?
Jesus H. Christ.
(Enzo smirking)
Must be somebody around here.
(Enzo laughing)
Maybe some bums or kids.
Shit, this kid's still around?
No fucking way.
(Enzo laughing)
He's dead.
No?
Yeah, maybe not.
Who the fuck knows?
Must be them kids around
here or something, bums.
(Enzo laughing)
Makes no difference to Enzo anyway.
(Enzo laughing)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(flame blowing dead)
(lighter flicking)
(dramatic rumbling music)
(Enzo shouting)
(blade slitting throat)
(dramatic rumbling music continues)
So I talked to Angie from
the UpScalelt consignment shop.
She has so many beautiful things in there.
She said she might have
some things for the band.
I really hope so,
and not that high fashion preppy
stuff she normally carries.
(Sofie gagging)
Gross.
Oh, Bell. What you think?
I think leather boots, maybe lace.
Geez, I think we have to put some thought
into coordinating the look.
Yeah, have to have a theme.
Trixie, the theme is
obviously Gothic okay.
And we need to express
that as Twisted Demon,
we are a Gothic band,
everybody understand?
I say for sure leather,
boots, spikes.
- Spikes. Yes.
(indistinct)
Well, I don't know if
she's gonna have all that.
Well, why are we here
if she's not gonna have
anything for us, Mother?
We cannot waste time on this.
Oh my God.
You are just like your father.
No patience whatsoever.
Now, she said she has
some things in there,
so let's just wait and see.
Okay, well we are out of there fast
if I don't see anything, okay.
(vehicle engines humming)
(birds chirping)
(ominous instrumental music)
- Don't see me.
(dramatic drumming music)
There is not a Gothic
thing in this store, Mother.
(Bella sighing)
This is a shit waste of time.
Hey, respect.
Wait a minute, okay.
First of all, she has a
lot of nice things in here
and some could be Gothic.
And secondly, I brought
you here to meet Angie
and a friend, okay.
So enough of the attitude, young lady.
Show some respect.
(Bella sighing)
Oh my God. These kids today.
(fabric ruffling)
Bella was right.
This is not worth it.
[Bella] I thought my mom
was actually gonna come
through this time.
(Veda gasping)
- Oh my God.
- Shut up.
Domino from the Crimson Crypt.
I'm gonna die.
(Bella gasping)
This is too cool.
Domino, I love the Crypt.
Oh my gosh. I can't believe
I'm actually meeting you.
Everyone, I wanted to
introduce you to my friend,
Domino Pastore from the Crimson Crypt,
but it seems like you guys
already know who she is.
Hi Domino, I'm Sofie.
And this is my daughter, Bella
and her friends Veda and Trixie.
You're are the whole reason
I started studying music
and started our band, the Twisted Demon.
Twisted Demon, I like the sound of that.
Yeah, actually Angie's told
me a lot about you guys
and I'm visiting her for a couple days
and she actually thought it might be nice,
or if you'd like it,
that I could give you some tips.
- So cool.
- Yes.
That will be great for the video, Bell.
You guys are doing a video?
(Trixie affirming)
That's awesome.
I have done so many videos.
I love them, the
costumes and the lights.
The whole theme was so gothic.
Well, Angie also filled
me in that you've got a gig
that you've booked coming up,
and I thought I could
bring something along
that might help out.
And you could actually thank
Bella's mom for that as well.
(band members shrieking)
Ang, you wanna gimme a hand?
- Yeah.
- Thank you, mom.
Oh my God. I love you.
I love you. I love you.
- I love you too, honey.
This means so much for
me and Twisted Demon.
I love you too.
(trunk thudding)
(band members gasping)
Check it out.
See if there's anything you like.
(band members gasping)
- Oh my gosh. It's beautiful.
- It's beautiful.
Yeah.
This was actually given
to me a long time ago
by an old woman at one of our concerts.
I know you wouldn't think
an old woman would be there,
but there she was in our dressing room
at the end of the night.
And it's funny.
She handed me this scarf and she said
that it would bring fame and fortune
and that it would protect us.
(Veda cooing)
But when I looked up to thank her,
she was gone.
(Angie humming)
Yeah, so she wasn't very far off though.
She must've known something
because after that we were suddenly hot.
We got tons of gigs.
We were making tons of money
and then came the recording contracts,
and all the rest is history.
That's so supernatural.
I wonder if it has mystical
powers or something?
I don't know.
I often wondered about it.
I mean, we never had a bad gig
and nobody even actually
ever missed a gig.
(Trixie gasping)
Hell, that sounds spooky.
(Sofie sighing)
Well, it's definitely a beautiful scarf,
Domino, but do you
really wanna give it up?
It means so much to you.
Oh, no. Yeah.
The girls should have it.
Maybe it'll bring them luck too.
(band members shrieking)
Are there things like
good curses or spells?
I mean, I sure hope so.
We could be so famous and rich.
Like richer than my parents, rich.
(band members laughing)
Come on, Bella. Seriously.
No, I think Domino should keep it.
It's sentimental to her.
- No. No, really.
- Yeah?
I think the girls should have it.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
(band members shrieking)
Oh my gosh.
(Trixie chuckling)
This is so cool.
- It's amazing.
Thank you so much.
Did you see those girls' faces?
That was really kind what
you did for them today.
Yeah. No problem.
Are you all right?
(pensive instrumental music)
Yeah. Yeah.
I dunno if I did the right thing.
(Angie smirking)
- What do you mean?
I didn't tell the
girls about John Henry.
John Henry. Your cat.
Hell, I thought he died.
(Domino slurping)
Well, he did die, or
at least I thought he did.
Okay.
So he was 17.
He was old, right?
I mean, he died.
One day I came downstairs
and I found him in his bed.
Dead.
And I loved that cat.
You know I loved that cat.
But I thought
he's 17.
What are you gonna do?
So I grabbed the closest thing that I had,
which was that black scarf,
and I wrapped him up in it.
And then I thought, I'm gonna go upstairs.
I'm gonna take a shower, cry my eyes out,
and then I'll call the vet
and get him in to be cremated.
(Domino sighing)
Except, when I came
downstairs from the shower,
the scarf was laying in the
middle of the living room
but John Henry was nowhere to be found.
(ominous instrumental music)
I don't know.
Maybe he wasn't dead.
Or maybe it was that black scarf.
Did he ever come back?
Did you find him?
No.
Never, he was just
gone.
(Domino sighing)
(wine glass clanging on table)
So Gino, from Carlo's crew,
he said they're good with the meeting.
Now, considering the nosebleed we had
at the restaurant the other night,
I thought I'd give him choice of venue,
put them at ease a little bit,
and they chose Severino's.
Now, I know the place.
I know Ray, the owner, good guy.
Neutral territory.
Yeah, I know the place.
How well do they know this guy, Ray?
Well,
his kids play soccer with Katie.
(glass clanging on table)
He's a citizen.
That's it, huh? Nothing else?
All right, you had your wine here.
Tell me what I don't know?
Gino said no armies.
Three guys each side, tops.
What the fuck else, Lorenzo?
We have to check our pieces at the door.
(Sammy smirking)
- Sure. Ain't no problem.
No problemo.
We'll have Pete at the back
of the joint with some juice.
- Okay.
- Yeah. Sure.
We'll check our pieces
at the fucking door.
Got it.
(pensive instrumental music)
(door clicking)
Alfons.
Lorenzo, how are you doing?
(indistinct)
Are you ever gonna place a bet?
That's why we have you here for, right?
You could throw some of
that money you making
down on this, come on?
I'll give you a dollar.
(Alfonso smirking)
- A dollar.
This guy's so cheap.
(people laughing)
I don't wanna put you out of a job.
(chair scraping on floor)
Sammy.
(Lorenzo clearing throat)
I talked to our friends in
PA about the Carlotta house.
He's gonna kiss your entire ass.
(Lorenzo chuckling)
So.
He said you're a godsend
'cause he was gonna have
to tear the place down
if you didn't buy it.
He's practically giving this thing to us
to get it off of his back.
So,
the papers are gonna go down
to the county treasurer's
office by tomorrow,
and then you just sign
them and it's a done deal.
Bada bing, you bought a house.
That was fast, huh.
Thank you.
(hand clapping face)
Nice work.
And write the guy a check.
Add 15% for a thank you gift.
(door clicking)
Can I help you?
Yeah, I'd gotta to see Sammy.
Al, Al he's all right.
Dan, come on over.
How you been?
How's the family?
The family's well, thanks.
How about you? Bella, Sofie?
All good?
- Good. Good.
It's been a hell of a long time.
You doing okay?
Yeah, things are going
as good as could be.
Look, Sammy.
I'm not here for a social visit.
Yeah, well I didn't think so.
What can I do?
- The other night.
- What other night?
There are a lot of other nights.
You want an espresso, wine?
(Sammy smirking)
Wine. Shit, that's right.
You're on the job.
At the restaurant,
I heard you were there
with some of the guys.
Restaurant.
The other night. What, Tuesday?
Yeah, I was there.
What the fuck was that all about?
Some guy gets whacked in the shitter.
Carlo Danilo was there with some guys.
Look Sammy, I'm gonna
cut right to the quick.
Have you seen Enzo?
Was Enzo there?
- Enzo.
I don't think Enzo was
there when I got there.
So you didn't come together?
No. No. No.
See, when I got there,
Vinnie and Lorenzo were
at the table with a wine.
What's this about? Why?
Well, I need to ask him some questions.
About what?
I see things don't change much.
Change?
Danny, change is constant.
We were kids together.
Who would've thought you'd be the cop?
You wanna talk about change, huh?
And I thought I was trouble.
Yeah, I guess you're right.
Change happens.
Well look, if you see or hear from Enzo,
tell him I need to talk to him.
Yeah, if I see or hear from him.
Good seeing you, Sammy.
Hello to the family.
(pensive instrumental music)
I'm sure I'll be seeing you again.
(pensive instrumental music continues)
What the hell was that?
"I'm sure I'll be seeing you again."
Fucking Enzo brings his
right to our doorstep.
He wacks Frankie, one
of Carlos's main guys.
Now I got a nosebleed not only with Carlo,
but with the cops as well.
You find that fucking Enzo.
You tell him I wanna sit down with him.
Okay, I'll take care of it.
(ominous instrumental music)
(dramatic rumbling music)
Well, isn't this nice?
We finally get to sit down
as a family for dinner.
It's nice for a change.
Bella, so what's new in your world?
Well, actually I
brought Bella in the girls
to Angie's shop the other day,
and Angie introduced them to Domino
who's a retired gothic rock singer.
Domino, sounds like a stripper.
- That's not nice.
- It was a joke or a joke.
A light joke. Lighten up.
Some joke, Daddy.
All right. Did she help?
Why do you even care, honestly?
Yes, she actually did help.
She gave the girls some things
that will help the band.
That's good, I'm glad to hear it.
I've got something that
might help as well.
I bought the Carlotta house.
- What?
- You did not.
Now you can shoot
your video if you want.
- Oh my God, Daddy.
- However.
I wanna check it out
and make sure it's safe.
(Bella shrieking)
Daddy, oh my God, you are amazing.
The best dad in the whole world.
Oh my God. I love you.
Sammy, you bought that place?
Why?
(Sammy sighing)
I was thinking of having it torn down,
but it's on some nice land.
Maybe we can do something with it.
Anyways, it'll help my
little girl out here.
I'm calling Veda and Trixie right now.
They are coming over.
I am telling them in person.
You're amazing. I love you.
Hey, we didn't start eating here yet.
[Bella] I'll be right back, I promise.
(Sofie smirking)
You're such a bullshitter, Sammy.
Why did you really buy that place?
I told you, maybe we
can do something with it.
But I wanna check it
and make sure it's safe
and Bell can do her thing.
Of all houses, why that house, huh?
That place is dangerous.
I've heard all the
terrible stories about it.
And what is this gonna cost us, huh?
Don't worry about it.
I got it taken care of, all right.
Relax.
(Sofie sighing)
It's just another fucking
thing for me to worry about.
(Sofie sighing)
Fucking liar.
(ominous rumbling music)
Dammit, Sammy.
Shit.
Sofie?
Sofie, will you listen to me please?
(Veda chuckling)
Domino, she was so,
so good, so awesome and very generous
with all her stuff.
I cannot believe it.
See, all the stuff
she gave us is so nice.
That black scarf the old woman gave her.
- Yep. Yep.
- So gothic.
I am in love.
Wait, did I tell you guys my
dad bought the Carlotta house?
- You're kidding?
- Yeah.
We should go check it out right now.
I'll call Nicky.
Let's go meet up with him.
Doesn't he need to go
and check it out before?
Oh my God. It's fine, okay.
He's never gonna know.
We should just go, who cares?
(Trixie exhaling)
Damn, I can't make it.
I promised my mom I'd watch Billy tonight.
She has some stuff she wanted to go do.
[Bella] Loser.
Why don't you guys just go ahead
and call me when you're done.
- She's scared.
- No.
I want all the details.
Okay, Trixie. Whatever.
Yeah, okay. I believe you.
I'll call Nicky and we can go,
and you're too scared, it's fine.
(Trixie smirking)
- I think she's scared.
You're scared. You're scared.
(Bella laughing)
(owl hooting)
(ominous instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
Oh-la-la.
This is right on it.
This is it.
Oh my God.
Don't you just love it?
It's so perfect.
I can't wait to see what
the inside looks like.
You guys, I don't think
this is such a good idea.
Hey Nicky, you're not my
fucking babysitter okay.
My daddy bought this place
so we're gonna use it.
Okay, what is this all
about, you and Nicky?
Am I missing something?
Yeah, Uncle Sammy told us to keep away
from the place until
he could check it out.
He was not kidding and
he made me responsible
for keeping you away.
Like hell fucking hell you are.
Can you just shut the
fuck up for me, okay?
We're gonna go inside.
Veda, are you with me?
- Absolutely.
This is the place.
Not me.
(Nicky sighing)
Hell, who knows what the
hell's going on in there?
Veda, you never heard
the place is haunted?
(Veda smirking)
- Yeah.
I heard some stories
about the Carlotta place
and how it's supposed to be haunted.
(Veda laughing)
And I heard some the
stories about that kid
that who knows what the
hell happened to him.
(Bella gasping)
- Oh, shit. That's right.
[Nicky] Who knows, he
could've been whacked in there?
- What?
- Oh my God.
(Nicky sighing)
You guys go ahead.
I'm not going in there.
(ominous instrumental music continues)
Too much bullshit for me.
Oh my God. I knew it.
You're a fucking pussy.
(Bella smirking)
Okay, how about this Nicky boy?
How about you stay in the car
and play with yourself, okay.
We're gonna go in and check it out.
(Veda laughing)
Veda, you ready?
- Okay. Lead the way.
(vehicle door clicking)
(cicadas screeching)
(vehicle doors banging)
(Veda exclaiming)
Okay, so how are we supposed to get in?
There's gotta be a door we could crawl
from under or something.
We'll figure it out.
- Okay.
So spooky. I love it.
It's cold.
(suspenseful rumbling music)
[Bella] I cannot believe
my dad was not gonna let
us use this place 'cause look
how fucking perfect it is.
(indistinct chatter)
I'm his favorite.
(door clicking)
(Bella knocking on door)
(Veda exclaiming)
- Spider.
(ominous instrumental music)
(door clicking)
What is all this shit?
(ominous instrumental music)
I love it.
So creepy.
Are you scared right now, Veda?
No.
This is great.
- It's perfect.
We're gonna make a killer video.
My dad really came through, huh?
Yes.
We definitely have to do a night shoot.
(Bella exclaiming)
Yes.
The spookier, the better.
Look at that.
(Bella exclaiming)
We can put the stage right here.
That would look so good.
(ominous instrumental music continues)
That's super creepy.
- Yeah.
- Let's go down there.
No. What?
I don't wanna go down there.
Just look at it.
That could be a really good spot.
Yeah. No, thank you.
(Bella thudding on wood)
- Oh, fuck.
- Are you okay?
- God.
What happened?
- Oh, shit.
Are you okay?
What happened?
- I stepped on something.
See, I think we should go now.
It's fine, let's just go a
little bit further all right.
Just watch your step.
I don't want both of us getting hurt.
Bella. Are you sure?
Yeah it just hurts a
little bit, it's fine.
(ominous rumbling music)
Come on. Come on.
How long you gonna be in that house for?
Shit!
Man, if Uncle Sammy finds out.
Fuck, I knew I shouldn't have come here.
Just come out.
Just come on. Please hurry up.
(Nicky breathing heavily)
Goddammit. I gotta piss.
(vehicle door clicking)
(ominous instrumental music)
(vehicle door banging)
Okay, so I definitely
want a fog machine.
- Okay.
- Thinking some black lights.
(Veda exclaiming)
Some splattered paint
across the walls, for sure.
Make sure we tell Nicky about
the fog machine, though,
'cause that is non-negotiable.
(indistinct)
- Yeah.
I love it.
I think it's perfect.
- Yeah, it's great.
- All right.
Let's get outta here, I'm bored.
(ominous rumbling music)
- Yeah, let's go.
(door clicking)
(door banging)
(dramatic rumbling music)
Boo.
(Nicky exclaiming)
(Bella and Veda laughing)
You are a little bitch.
Oh my God.
Hey, weenie boy. What you doing?
Sprinkling the lawn?
You guys scared the
shit out of me, assholes.
Oh my God. Get over it.
It's cold. Come on.
All right, hey,
let's get out of here
and how about you drive,
so you can actually say you
did something today, okay.
All right, asshole.
(foliage rustling)
(vehicle doors clicking)
(vehicle doors banging)
(vehicle engine starting)
(vehicle engine humming)
(ominous rumbling music)
(metal containers clanging)
(pensive instrumental music)
We had a visitor.
I forgot to tell you.
She didn't stay very long, though.
She was beautiful.
(Joey Jr. Inhaling deeply)
So beautiful.
Oh,
and she gave me something.
(pensive instrumental music continues)
I'll show you later.
(pensive instrumental music continues)
Okay do key.
All done.
(tense instrumental music)
Fellas, I called this meeting
for some important reasons,
for some head splitting fucking reasons.
See, I want more business out
of Blaine Street and I want it now.
Well, that ain't gonna be easy.
It ain't gonna be easy?
(Carlo humming)
Easy. Hard.
What's the fucking difference?
It's what I want.
I need cash.
I need to kick upstairs.
They're gonna call me
in and they gonna wonder
why my fucking crew isn't earning.
I don't give a fuck who says
who's in charge of Blaine Street?
It's up for grabs, okay,
and who's gonna fucking stop me?
You know this will surely lead to war,
and as your partner,
I advise tread quietly.
We do not need a war.
(Carlo sighing)
War.
There ain't gonna be no war.
War needs two sides.
It's just us.
The first order of
fucking business is I want
that fucking Enzo brought to me.
Once he's off the street,
DeBlasio's power will
go down to fucking half.
Can somebody please do this?
Well, that ain't gonna be easy either.
(Carlo exclaiming)
Angelo? Angelo.
So where you going?
You saying it's gonna be hard?
Yeah.
(Carlo humming)
Well, maybe you right Ang.
Maybe it's gonna be hard.
Maybe it's gonna be real hard,
but it ain't gonna be as hard
as your fucking head, mother fucker.
(dramatic action music)
See?
That was easy.
Anybody else around here
got a hard fucking head?
(dramatic instrumental music)
I didn't think so.
You bring me Enzo now.
(ominous rumbling music)
Hey Vin, you seen Enzo?
I haven't, boss. No one has.
Not since the restaurant that night.
What a shit storm that was.
And he was there and he wasn't.
He was like fucking Houdini.
Yeah.
(Sammy smirking)
Don't remind me.
I'm sure he was in the
middle of that fucking mess.
The guy's throat was slashed wide open.
You could've put a sign
on the stiff saying,
"Enzo was here."
Fucking moron. And why?
We were gonna meet with Carlo,
see what we can work out
with Blaine and the blues.
Can forget that meeting after that stunt.
Look, I'm sure Carlo suspects something,
not to mention a potential
fucking blood war.
You're right, boss. So now what?
We gotta find Enzo.
I'm sure he's got a target on his back.
All right, Vin.
Take a couple guys.
Go through the neighborhood.
Nothing crazy. Do it quietly.
And no bullshit.
See what you can find out.
Someone had to have seen
that fucking asshole.
(pensive instrumental music)
I gotta meet with Lorenzo.
We gotta swing by the
Carlotta place, eyeball it.
Pull out the place sight unseen
and see what the fuck I own.
Hey, I want you there too.
You got it, boss.
Lemme know what time?
I'll tell Pete.
You gotta watch it, though.
Hell that restaurant thing's still hot.
I don't trust that psycho Carlo either.
(hands thudding)
(pensive instrumental music continues)
Angie, would you like a patel?
- Oh, no.
- Oh, come on.
They're homemade.
They got some almond extract in them.
They're delicious.
- No, thank you.
- You sure?
- I'm sure.
Okay, you don't know
what you're missing.
Hey, how did the girls like the things
that Domino gave them?
Oh my God. They are ecstatic.
That's all Bella's been talking about.
They loved everything.
No worries.
It really meant so much
to Bella and the girls.
I don't know how to thank you, really.
It's not a problem.
I was happy to help.
- That was so nice.
Sofie,
are you superstitious?
Superstitious? I don't know.
Maybe a little. Why, what's up?
(Angie sighing)
This is gonna be silly but.
Domino told me something
about the scarf that was given to her.
- The black scarf?
- Yeah.
Yeah, the black Lacey one
that Bella's been wearing
with her all the time?
So what did Domino say?
Do you remember when
the old woman came to her
after her performance
and gave her that scarf
and said that it would bring
her good luck and protection?
Yeah, I remember the conversation, so?
Well, Domino said that
that woman was rather odd,
and while she was admiring the scarf,
the lady just was gone.
Well, that's it?
I mean, I don't see
what's so superstitious
about a woman coming in,
giving her a scarf and then taking it off.
I don't see it.
- There's more.
More?
Like what?
(Angie smirking)
Okay, now you're giving
me the heebie-jeebies.
(Angie sighing)
Domino had this cat named John Henry.
I mean, he was an old cat,
probably 15, 16 years old.
And one day she came home and he had died,
so she grabbed that black scarf
and she just wrapped him in it.
So the black scarf
that the woman gave her?
Yeah, I mean, she wore it all the time.
I think she was superstitious.
Okay. I get it.
So she wraps John Henry in this scarf
and then she leaves
him down on the ground.
She goes into another room
and when she comes back,
the scarfs laying on the floor
but there's no John Henry.
He's just gone.
Well, what do you mean gone?
Gone.
He's nowhere to be found.
(Sofie sighing)
Okay, that's eerie.
And she thinks that this black scarf
has something to do with it?
Well, she said that when
she got the black scarf
that no one got sick, no
one missed a performance,
and then overnight they
launch into popularity.
It's kind of weird don't you think?
Yeah, definitely weird.
And I remember that conversation,
that she said that.
That John Henry shit,
that is definitely weird.
I don't know.
I mean, I can see where a band
gets popular through time.
The more they play, the
more they get popular.
But never missing a gig ever
or being sick, that's unusual.
And as far as the cat, I mean,
maybe he really wasn't dead.
They say cats,
even dogs sometimes when they're sick,
they go off to die alone.
Yeah.
So maybe that's what happened.
Yeah.
(Sofie humming)
You're probably right.
- It's bizarre.
(pensive instrumental music)
Well, sounds like good news
that Uncle Sammy bought
the Carlotta place.
Hated the idea of sneaking around
and looking over our shoulder
every couple of minutes.
He loves me but it'll
definitely make things easier,
that's for sure.
I... I... I am super
excited to get going,
putting the video plan together.
Any thoughts on when
we can get it started?
Domino really gave us
some rad stuff for sure.
I loved the clothing and the
other pieces she gave us.
They will make a big difference.
Yep.
Wait, you guys,
do you think we should invite
her to help with the video?
Do you think she would come?
Shit guys, I meant to tell you.
You know that black scarf we all love?
- Yeah.
- I can't find it anywhere.
I feel like a piece of shit, yeah.
- No, come on.
- I've looked everywhere.
I think the last time
I remember having it is
when we were at the Carlotta house.
Not you, Trixie.
Yeah, I don't know.
We're gonna have to go
back there and look for it.
I must've dropped it, I don't.
Wait, hold on.
Did you say invite Domino to a rehearsal?
[Trixie] Yeah.
Because I don't want her to think
that we're taking advantage of her.
Well, we could just invite her
and if she gives us some advice,
that'd be pretty cool.
I don't see how that would hurt.
It's not like we're asking
her to direct us or anything.
We don't wanna make her
think we're helpless
and don't know what we're doing.
Okay, I actually don't
think it's a terrible idea,
now that I think about it.
Just, guys,
I don't wanna seem desperate, that's all.
But we are. We are.
(Trixie chuckling)
And she did say she was
always looking for new talent,
so I think this is it.
This is the acid test to, really.
Find out what she might
have to say about our work.
Yeah.
After all, we are
all young talent right.
No, I really think it's a great idea.
Thank you, Veda.
You're welcome.
So when can we go to the house,
check it out, brainstorm?
What do you think, Bell?
Well, this is a group effort remember?
What do we think?
- Okay, Nicky.
Invite or not, I
personally think that we go.
Well, Mr. Manager,
I think we should do it.
I know Vida and Trixie agree.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yes, yeah so it's final.
- All right.
- When do we go?
Yes, let's go tomorrow night.
Yay.
(Trixie laughing)
(ominous instrumental music)
Anybody heard from Enzo?
I'm getting a little concerned here.
It's not like him to go
to mattresses like this.
I'm feeling something
is up and it ain't good.
Well, nobody was that
stupid to clip a mad guy.
Well, the way I see it
is it's either someone
or some crew that's not The Life.
I mean, who would break such a rule?
I can give you a few
assholes on that one.
But I gotta be sure
who's responsible here.
Boss, me and Pete
scoured the neighborhood
and nobody's saying a word.
It just makes no sense because
they know he is with us.
Well Vinnie, I think
that gives you your answer.
It's either someone unknown or
a crew that's really feared.
Take your pick.
Put Carlo's at the top of that list.
That Frankie got clipped.
He's running blues across Blaine.
Makes sense right there.
So what you gonna do, boss?
Give the order?
No, Vinnie.
(indistinct)
My word for this is best served cold.
That time will come, my friends.
And look, I want you just subter.
I wanna get here to Carlotta
house tomorrow night.
I want you and Lorenzo bring Pete with
and be here around eight.
It'll be dark.
We can make our way to the house.
Agreed?
- Yep.
Then we should go out (indistinct).
(pensive instrumental music)
We stand together and we fall together.
A close (indistinct) for
a thousand years, salute.
(glasses clinking)
(ominous instrumental music)
(Junior knocking on door)
Who is it? Talk to me.
It's me, Junior.
(Carlo sighing)
Jesus.
I'm in a fucking meeting here.
[Junior] It's important, Carlo.
Yeah, well it better be.
(door clicking)
Come on in.
(door clicking)
- Guys.
- What is it?
What?
So you know that broad that works down
at the county treasurer's office?
Yeah, the pig you're banging?
Jesus.
(people laughing)
Well, she tells me
that Sammy D. Just bought
the Carlotta place.
Who gives a fucking rat's ass?
Shut the fuck up.
(Carlo smirking)
I can't believe it.
This is just amazing, it's perfect.
I mean, he's probably gonna
use that dump to cut his powder
and fucking bag it, it's perfect.
It's in the middle of nowhere.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, we're gonna give
them a real house-warming.
This is gonna be good.
I'm gonna make that
fucking grease ball pay.
I'm gonna make his life fucking miserable.
Junior, this is the best news I've heard
in a long time, buddy.
- Great.
- You good.
You did good work.
Now, we're gonna have
some real fucking fun.
(people laughing)
Yeah, we're gonna turn it up baby.
Some real fun.
- That's right, man.
Oh, yeah.
(people laughing)
(ominous instrumental music)
(explosions thudding)
What the fuck? Fucking perverts.
(person laughing evilly)
(ominous rumbling music)
So Bella, what are you up to today?
Just hanging out with the group.
We got a lot of things
to line up for the video.
Cool. Cool.
That sounds productive. Any thoughts?
And I hope the things that
Domino gave you are gonna help.
For sure. They're great, yeah.
No, we really just have to
go over lighting details,
song order, rehearsal schedule,
all the boring stuff.
It sounds like a full day.
Well, I'll make certain
everything's okay there
and everything's safe, no traps.
And I'll see that the power's turned on.
I'm guessing you're gonna need that.
Yeah. Yeah.
Power is a necessity.
But I really have to get going guys, okay.
They're waiting for me.
Well, does anybody care to
hear what I'm doing today?
Do I make dinner?
Do I not?
What do I do?
I meant to tell you I've
got some meetings later today.
Oh, really? Meetings?
That's a shocker. All right then.
Everybody's on their own.
Mom, listen.
You know, we love you.
Your dinners are amazing, okay,
but sometimes it is tough when we have
to get things done, all
right. We are busy people.
We will make it up to you, promise.
- Yeah, sweetie.
- Okay.
We can plan a dinner out.
We'll give the queen a break, all right?
- All right. Okay.
- Let her get catered too.
- You promise?
- I promise.
- Great.
- Scout's honor.
Okay, pencil it in guys.
- All right.
- Love you. Bye.
Love you, honey.
Enjoy the day. Be careful.
(pensive instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music)
I've pulled the car
outta sight of the drive.
This is a counterintelligence
covert operation.
No one can know that we're here.
Okay James Bond. Who are you?
I love this new Nicky.
Oh Bella, I have the flashlights.
Do you have one?
Yes, Trixie.
I'm not a fucking idiot, it's nighttime.
(Trixie exhaling)
- Thank God.
- Okay, guys.
- This place is really scary.
- Okay.
- Shall we go?
We have a lot to do, yes.
Let's get in. Let's get out.
Scope the place out, all right.
- Let's rock and roll.
- Let's do it.
(ominous instrumental music)
(crickets chirping)
(vehicle doors banging)
- It's dark.
[Bella] Trixie, since
you ditched on us last time
and don't know where you're going,
follow me please, okay.
(crickets chirping)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
Guys, grow up. Seriously.
It's a fucking house.
[Nicky] Bella, you're
always getting yourself
into some shit and I have to clean up.
Shut the fuck up.
(crickets chirping)
(Bella laughing)
All right, guys.
Can you hold that maybe?
Okay.
(door clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(Nicky sighing)
- Could it be any darker?
Guys, seriously,
watch your step 'cause
last time I rolled my ankle
and it was sore for a week, okay.
Hopefully we can get some power soon.
Maybe your dad will fix that.
Yeah, I think he said
he was gonna do that okay.
He's coming to the house.
We're making a whole ass music video.
I think electricity is on the to-do list.
- Duh.
- For sure.
Okay, so we're thinking
stage here, some fog.
What do you guys think?
- Yeah.
[Trixie] I think this
place is really spooky.
What the fuck is your problem, Trixie?
We are a goth band.
This is the aesthetic, okay.
(wooden floor creaking)
- Shit.
(ominous rumbling music)
What was that?
- I didn't see anything.
- Shit.
Fuck, I thought I heard something.
It's okay.
Trixie, you didn't
see a damn thing okay.
It was just a reflection.
- Trixie, there's nothing.
See, there's nothing over there.
See, nothing there.
- I didn't see anything.
- Thank you. Thank you, Nicky.
- See? Just look.
- See? It's fine.
- No.
- Take a look around.
Look, see?
Look. Look. Look.
- Use your eyes.
Trixie.
(board thudding)
Oh, shit. (Indistinct)
Hey! Okay.
Listen, assholes.
There is no one else in this house, okay.
[Nicky] What's wrong with you?
What the fuck?
What the fuck is going on?
Can we get our shit together?
I think if someone is here,
that would be spooky as shit
and we should cast them in our video.
Yeah.
(Bella laughing)
- No fucking way, Veda.
- This is serious.
Not funny.
It could be some
"Slasher" or Dahmer creep.
Trixie, shut the fuck up.
God.
(Bella groaning)
You know what?
If there is a murderer downstairs,
I bet he would come up here
just so he would fucking never
have to fucking hear that
high pitch voice again.
Just fucking murder you, okay.
Okay, and I would sacrifice you
because you're pissing me
the fuck off right now.
[Nicky] There's someone in the house.
Shut the fuck up, guys.
I'm gonna go be an adult
and look around, okay.
Is anyone gonna join me?
- Hell, no.
I think I'll pass on that.
Veda?
I'm just gonna sit here and watch them.
- Babysit?
- Babysit.
Okay. All right.
Can you do me a favor and stay here, okay.
- Don't get yourself killed.
- I'm not going anywhere.
Are you gonna survive without me
for 35 seconds?
- No.
Just come back, please.
Please.
- Yeah.
No, what are you doing?
This is what bravery looks like, okay.
- Come on.
- Love you.
- Wait, Bella?
- Bella?
Can you relax?
God, you guys are babies.
I'm so young to be a mother.
- Oh my God.
- Grow up.
[Nicky] What's wrong with you?
- Bella?
- Come on, please?
Nothing so far but
being dark as shit, okay.
It's fine.
- You're crazy.
Let's just come back
in the daylight hours.
I like that plan.
(Veda laughing)
You two.
[Bella] I'm gonna keep going.
(ominous instrumental music)
Okay.
(wooden floor creaking)
Did you guys hear that?
Hear what?
(Veda shooshing Trixie)
Oh, I think I heard that.
I think it's coming from outside maybe.
Shit. Fuck, now what?
I don't know.
Nothing so far other than
being dark as hell down here.
(shoes thudding on wooden steps)
(shoes thudding on wooden floor)
What the fuck!
Well. Well.
What do we have here?
I mean, you weren't invited
to the house-warming
and I don't think I have
enough hot dogs for everybody.
Who the fuck are you and
what are you doing here?
Guys, what the fuck
is going on up there?
What the fuck is that?
Go on, go check it out.
Oh my God. What the fuck?
(ominous rumbling music)
Oh my God.
Oh my God. Oh my God.
Shit. Shit.
(suspenseful instrumental music)
What the fuck is the is?
Damn.
What the hell?
Who the hell are you?
Who are these fucking stiffs?
I don't fucking know what's going on.
Who are these fucking stiffs?
I don't fucking know, okay.
Get the fuck away from me.
- Come on. Get up.
- Get the fuck away from me.
- I said get up.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, I found something.
Okay.
You're not gonna fucking
believe this shit.
What the fuck is going on?
Hey, I found Enzo.
Oh my God.
I don't think he's gonna
make the house-warming tonight.
Get the fuck off of me.
(Bella whimpering)
(shoes thudding on wooden stairs)
(ominous instrumental music)
(vehicle engine humming)
(upbeat action music)
(electric window whirring)
Why is there light in there
and what the hell's going on?
(Vinnie humming)
Probably bums or kids.
(tense instrumental music)
(vehicle doors banging)
(tense instrumental music continues)
What the hell's going on?
Bella. What?
Carlo, you mother fucker.
Let her go.
Sammy, Sammy. Come on in.
I didn't expect you for
the house-warming but,
yeah, you're welcome.
You mother fucker.
You hurt my daughter and I'll
see that you rot in hell.
And we found Enzo for you.
Oh yeah, he's down the hall a little bit,
but he's not gonna make
it to the house-warming.
Why? You kill him?
Unfortunately, no.
But he's laying down on the
job a little bit too long.
You know what I'm saying?
Let her go.
There's no reason to involve her.
She's my negotiation right now.
I mean, what are you gonna
give me to let her go,
and why would I believe
that you would stick
to any agreement we make tonight?
Nah, this doesn't seem
like the right time.
I think it's too late.
What do you think?
Carlo, there's no reason
to spill anymore blood.
I had no idea what Enzo was up to.
I'm sorry about Frankie.
That should not have happened.
But Enzo was Enzo.
We can split Blaine up.
(ominous rumbling music)
(ominous rumbling music continues)
(dramatic action music)
(blade slitting throat)
(Bella gasping)
(dramatic action music continues)
Daddy!
(ominous instrumental music)
(vocalist harmonizing)
(gunfire exploding)
(blood splatting)
(ominous rumbling music)
(gunfire exploding)
(motivational instrumental music)
(door clicking)
(Bella whimpering)
Sammy, Carlo made his
way out of the house.
Vinnie went after him.
Okay, enough's enough.
Try and stop him.
- Okay.
We gotta clean this up here.
Make some calls. Get it done.
No traces, make sure of that.
- Okay.
- And call Stevie.
Get him down here now.
- Yeah. All right.
I got him on speed dial.
Sammy, you gotta see this.
(ominous instrumental music)
Pete, see if you can find Lorenzo.
I'm on it.
I'll take care of it, boss.
Wait, I think I know him.
I've seen him before.
I think I may know who he is.
Who, Daddy?
His father, Joey Carlotta
worked for me years ago.
I'm pretty sure that's his son.
He saved me.
That's my scarf.
Come on, sweetheart.
It's time to go.
- What?
(door clicking)
Wait.
Guys, I'll meet up with you.
Just give me a sec.
Are you sure you're gonna be okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
I'll be fine, I promise.
Okay.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
(door clicking)
(ominous rumbling music)
(hand thudding on floor)
(Joey hissing)
(relaxing instrumental music)
(crickets chirping)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(vehicle engine humming)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(vehicle door banging)
(crickets chirping)
(ominous instrumental music)
(vehicle door clicking)
(dramatic instrumental music)
(crickets chirping)
(cat hissing)
(ominous instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
[Narrator] The knot is
tight yet loose with pain.
Each twist a memory, a stain.
The heart beats slower as it slips,
this ribbon of death on cold, pale lips.
For even as the world turns round,
the death scarf lingers,
tangled, and bound.
This is my story.
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
(suspenseful music continues)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle engine whirring)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle doors clicking)
(birds chirping)
(vehicle doors slamming)
(birds chirping)
Hey Joey, who the fuck are those guys?
They're some of my dad's buddies.
Looks like a couple of goons to me.
Yeah, no shit.
I've seen them around before.
Hey, what are we gonna do?
Hey, let's go down to
the rink, check out the ass.
Hey, we can grab like a pizza
or something on the way back.
Man, sounds good to me.
Joey, come on. You in?
Nah, I think I'm gonna
stay here for a bit.
Hey, smack some ass for me.
Have some beers.
I'll catch you later.
- John's probably down there.
We can get his sister.
We can do a threesome.
- Some brewskies, bro.
(ominous instrumental music)
(birds chirping)
(Vinnie knocking on door)
The asshole's not open the fucking door.
Joey!
Open the damn door.
(suspenseful instrumental music)
(door creaking)
The dipshit left the front door open.
What the fuck?
Stitch told me he'd be
downstairs bagging the powder,
and he leaves the fucking front door open?
(suspenseful instrumental music continues)
What a fucking asshole.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
Let me go.
(suspenseful instrumental music continues)
(door creaking)
(compressed air hissing)
(suspenseful instrumental music continues)
He's in. Here's the door.
Probably to the basement.
(suspenseful instrumental music continues)
You hear that?
Music from behind the door.
Yeah.
He's in there.
Let's get this over with.
Let's do it.
(suspenseful instrumental music continues)
(door thudding)
(plastic rustling)
Well, well, well,
Mr. fucking businessman.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Sit down. Sit down.
Sit down. Sit down.
(Enzo laughing)
Looky, looky what we
have, you fucking mutt,
doing this shit business
behind Sammy's back.
(Enzo laughing)
You were told, asshole.
A hundred times about this bullshit.
Sammy told you,
the whole crew in the
jackpot fucking around
with his heroin, dope shit.
Hey guys, there's no need.
No need.
Just go easy man.
I will share with you.
There's plenty of good cash
for all of you to go around.
Come on, look. There's plenty
(Enzo laughing)
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Going for a gun.
Going for a fucking gun?
(punching blows)
(Joey Senior groaning)
(Enzo laughing)
Hey, man. Fuck, no.
I said I would share with you.
- Share what?
- Just the cash.
Just for us.
(Enzo laughing)
This is my last load of gun, I swear.
I promise, man.
It's the last load.
(ominous instrumental music)
(dramatic action music)
I'm gonna share it, fuck.
I've got a kid, man.
What did I tell you?
Sammy doesn't need to know.
He doesn't need to know, come on.
[Enzo] Sammy, who the fuck do
you think sent us, Joey?
[Joey Sr.] No. Fuck.
[Enzo] Kid, you should've left
when I let you go!
No, Sammy didn't know my kid.
Joey. Joey.
Joey. Joey.
- Sammy says hello, Joey.
(blade slitting throat)
(blood trickling)
(Joey Sr. Gurgling)
(Enzo laughing)
(Joey Sr. Gurgling)
(ominous instrumental music)
(blood trickling)
What about the bitch, his old lady?
(Enzo laughing)
Joey had no old lady.
She left his worthless
ass and left the kid.
(Enzo laughing)
Pop the bitch. Off the count.
(Enzo laughing)
(gunfire exploding)
(Enzo laughing)
(ominous instrumental music)
(dramatic rumbling music)
(dramatic rumbling music continues)
(Enzo laughing)
I got a tip from Fats
about a horse into third.
Joey Jojo Star.
Great odds.
Ring a bell, Quasimoto?
(Vinnie imitating ringing bell)
What the fuck are you talking about?
Today of all days, you don't remember?
The horse, Joey's Jojo?
(Enzo laughing)
Ta-da.
Fucking Joey Carlotta?
(Enzo laughing)
Shit.
That poor bastard.
(Enzo laughing)
Today was the day.
Joey. Joey. Joey.
Jesus.
You know what?
Maybe he had the right idea.
Maybe he was ahead of his time.
You know the money that we got
from that's pretty damn good, right?
What was that, six years ago?
And you know what else?
Joey had a kid, a little boy.
When this old lady dumped him,
she left the kid with
Joey, with a drug dealer.
Yeah. Crazy bitch.
(Lorenzo slurping)
I wonder whatever happened that kid?
Yeah, he is probably saying,
see assholes, I told
you the money was good.
(Enzo laughing)
- He's probably dead.
Hey gentlemen, I heard he was around.
Now, Angie at the bakery
says that she saw him.
But you know Angie,
at least she thought she saw him.
Yeah, and Johnny down at the market says
that he thinks he sees him
when the market's closed.
You know, snooping around,
picking up things that are thrown out.
But yeah, who knows?
Yeah, he's gotta be
25 if he's still around.
Who gives a fuck?
(Enzo laughing)
His old man was a bum.
He's probably a fucking bum too.
Joey C. Was a good earner at the time.
What got him taken off
the count was not playing
by the rules.
There's one thing constant in
this world and that is change.
See, we're in the business now
and that change met our needs.
We too, huh, We're all
drinking from the well.
Joey I got taken out of our loyalty.
His actions at the time
told us he had no loyalty.
No other reason needed.
And that rule has not changed.
Again, that rule has not changed.
Loyalty is what makes us who we are.
We walk together.
We go down together.
That's how it'll always be in life,
and you will not see
that change if you live
for a thousand fucking years.
(pensive instrumental music)
Enz, we should head out.
Don't wanna miss the third race.
(Enzo laughing)
Don't wanna miss the third race.
(Enzo laughing)
Joey Jojo, how can
their fucking horse lose?
(Enzo laughing)
You got some earning to do?
Go fucking earn.
- Yeah.
(glasses clinking)
- Got it.
This is my crew and I
love these guys like family.
They stand by my side
when things get real.
Sometimes I get a terrible
haunting feeling like someone
or something is watching me.
(pensive instrumental music)
Dinner's about ready.
Sammy, honey, can you pour some wine?
- Absolutely.
- Thank you.
(wine trickling into glass)
So Uncle Sammy,
we were thinking about
shooting a music video
for Bella's Band.
Could be a good idea if it's done right.
Daddy, the band is sounding great
and we've been getting a lot of ping gigs.
So why the video?
Well, it'd be great for promotion.
Could be, could be decent
if the video's done decently.
And why would it not be decent?
When was the last time you saw
or even heard Twisted Demon last?
I don't need to see
or hear Twisted Demon.
I know it'll be decent because it's yours.
Oh, how sweet.
Sammy, honey,
you know people that can help, don't you?
- I can check around.
- Thanks, Daddy.
That would be awesome, Uncle Sammy.
Bella, I think we need to
find a new drummer though.
Trixie ain't cutting it.
Trixie is just fine, Nikky.
No, she can't keep time.
Have you heard her?
What are you even talking about?
The last practice was great,
and I need Trixie around because
Trixie does whatever I ask.
Okay. Right.
You know what? Fine.
I will talk to her at the next practice.
Okay, thank you.
Thank you for listening to your manager.
Oh, she listens now.
Well, that's an improvement.
(Sofie chuckling)
So where are you looking
to shoot this extravaganza?
Oh, we were actually thinking
about the Carlotta house.
It's supposed to be
abandoned and really haunted,
which would be so cool.
It would be awesome for
the band's Gothic persona.
Stay the hell away from that place
and forget this Gothic persona shit.
It's too dangerous.
How would you even know?
Have you ever been there?
No.
- I said no.
It's done, end of conversation.
You are being so unfair.
What is going on?
We don't even know if we
can use it yet or not.
What is this about?
- It's not happening.
Stay the hell away from that place.
I'm telling you both right now.
Forget about it.
Stay the hell away from there.
Mom, are you seriously gonna
sit there and do nothing?
Honey, your father's right.
A lot of damn help you are.
And you, Mr. Manager,
you better make sure she
stays away from that place.
Hey, I'm holding you responsible.
I've got a meeting.
(ominous instrumental music)
(tense instrumental music)
(lighter flicking)
(trash clanging)
Hey, buddy. Trash came yesterday.
You're outta luck.
(employee chuckling)
Hey, asshole.
I'm talking to you.
(trash clanging)
Look, mother fucker.
Are we gonna have a problem?
(dramatic action music)
(ominous rumbling music)
Chill out, man.
A fucking knife?
Man, we got food inside.
(dramatic action music)
Look man, we got food inside.
(door clicking)
(door banging)
(lock clicking)
(dramatic action music continues)
(tense instrumental music)
(relaxing instrumental music)
[Manager] Gentlemen. Good evening.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Sammy, nice to see you.
- You too.
[Manager] Thank you, let
me walk you to your table.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(patrons whispering)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Sammy, see who's here?
Yes, him with all his muscle.
Must be on the watch.
He should be with all the hit
bullshit he's got planned.
Crossing Blaine Avenue.
Copying our blue bags.
Imagine the balls on this guy,
copying our blue bags and moving in on us?
We gotta get a hammer on
this fast before it ends.
Yeah, I'm hearing our blues
are light and awesome kick.
Sure, it's the blues that
ass is sending over Blaine.
What a jock he's now.
They see a blue bag and
they think it's our powder.
What the fuck?
Yeah, he's making a big time score
with that cheap cut down shit,
that product that he's putting out
and we're catching the
heat 'cause of that shit.
That's it, this shit ends today.
First order of business next week,
get a hold the Carlo.
Arrange a meeting with him.
The sooner, the better.
Will do.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
See what those guys are
drinking and send them off Johnny.
And I think it's the
family-style setup tonight
with the veal.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
The gentleman across the
way wants to buy you a drink.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(Carlo smirking)
This ought a be good.
What are you gonna drink?
- Bourbon straight.
- Red wine.
A classic (indistinct).
I'll take a gin and tonic, honey.
Just get me Maker's 46 and tell
the big spender I said thanks.
(patrons laughing)
Frankie, how's things with the blues?
So far, so good, boss.
No real issues.
Street are loving the
stuff, especially the price.
Thanks to big Sammy over there,
the street, they think it's his shit.
(Frankie laughing)
His powder, triple cut.
Man.
(man imitating cash register)
(patrons laughing)
All the way to the fucking bank.
Listen, I want this tripled.
This business' gotta be
tripled, you understand?
As soon as possible.
We're gonna shove it right
up his ass, you understand?
You got it, Skimper.
Hey Vinnie, see who's
that at Carlo's table?
That fucking asshole, Frankie.
Yeah, that's the guy.
That's the guy who's selling the blues,
the ones this mentioned?
- Yeah.
Yeah. It's him.
Piece of shit.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Hey, I've been thinking.
Hey!
Hey, I don't wanna break
up a fore meeting here.
Pay attention.
I'm thinking of buying
the the Carlotta house.
I think it would benefit us.
Isolated. Easier to protect.
I want you to find out who owns it.
See if they wanna sell it.
Someone's been paying taxes on it.
Lemme know?
I'll take care of it.
So why do you want the
Carlotta house anyway?
I'm not sure yet.
I'm thinking on it.
That place would be perfect
to cut and vac the powder.
It's isolated.
It's quiet, nobody around.
Howl, we could come up with a front
to cover that action, no problem.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(glasses clinking)
(relaxing instrumental music)
(upbeat instrumental music continues)
(relaxing instrumental music)
Better go to the little
cows before the dinner comes.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(water trickling)
Hey, Frankie.
Frankie.
What's up, Enzo?
(paper rustling)
(Enzo laughing)
(dramatic action music)
(Frankie gasping)
(relaxing instrumental music)
(handle wiggling)
(water trickling)
(Enzo laughing)
You bet your wise ass, huh Frankie?
That'll teach your ass.
(water trickling)
Cutting those blue bags.
You piece of shit.
(water trickling)
You think this is something funny?
(Enzo smirking)
Not anymore, pal.
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(Enzo laughing)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(patron whistling)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
Oh my God. Oh my God.
There's a fucking dead guy in there.
(patrons shouting)
(dramatic action music)
(Enzo laughing)
Frankie, Frankie, Frankie.
That'll teach them mother
fuckers not to fuck with me.
(emergency siren whaling)
(vehicle door banging)
(vehicle engine starting)
(emergency siren whaling)
(vehicle engine humming)
(pensive instrumental music)
Damn, I gotta find a place to lay low.
Boy, (Enzo smirking)
He bled like a fucking pig.
(Enzo laughing)
Now he can sell those bags in hell.
(Enzo laughing)
Damn.
Where the hell do I go?
The Carlotta house.
I knew that Joey C. Would
be good for something.
That big fuck.
Here I am again.
Boo!
(Enzo laughing)
Fucking boo!
(wooden stairs creaking)
Fuck, I never thought I'd be here again.
Holy shit.
(ominous instrumental music)
(Enzo laughing)
What the hell? Candles?
Jesus H. Christ.
(Enzo smirking)
Must be somebody around here.
(Enzo laughing)
Maybe some bums or kids.
Shit, this kid's still around?
No fucking way.
(Enzo laughing)
He's dead.
No?
Yeah, maybe not.
Who the fuck knows?
Must be them kids around
here or something, bums.
(Enzo laughing)
Makes no difference to Enzo anyway.
(Enzo laughing)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(flame blowing dead)
(lighter flicking)
(dramatic rumbling music)
(Enzo shouting)
(blade slitting throat)
(dramatic rumbling music continues)
So I talked to Angie from
the UpScalelt consignment shop.
She has so many beautiful things in there.
She said she might have
some things for the band.
I really hope so,
and not that high fashion preppy
stuff she normally carries.
(Sofie gagging)
Gross.
Oh, Bell. What you think?
I think leather boots, maybe lace.
Geez, I think we have to put some thought
into coordinating the look.
Yeah, have to have a theme.
Trixie, the theme is
obviously Gothic okay.
And we need to express
that as Twisted Demon,
we are a Gothic band,
everybody understand?
I say for sure leather,
boots, spikes.
- Spikes. Yes.
(indistinct)
Well, I don't know if
she's gonna have all that.
Well, why are we here
if she's not gonna have
anything for us, Mother?
We cannot waste time on this.
Oh my God.
You are just like your father.
No patience whatsoever.
Now, she said she has
some things in there,
so let's just wait and see.
Okay, well we are out of there fast
if I don't see anything, okay.
(vehicle engines humming)
(birds chirping)
(ominous instrumental music)
- Don't see me.
(dramatic drumming music)
There is not a Gothic
thing in this store, Mother.
(Bella sighing)
This is a shit waste of time.
Hey, respect.
Wait a minute, okay.
First of all, she has a
lot of nice things in here
and some could be Gothic.
And secondly, I brought
you here to meet Angie
and a friend, okay.
So enough of the attitude, young lady.
Show some respect.
(Bella sighing)
Oh my God. These kids today.
(fabric ruffling)
Bella was right.
This is not worth it.
[Bella] I thought my mom
was actually gonna come
through this time.
(Veda gasping)
- Oh my God.
- Shut up.
Domino from the Crimson Crypt.
I'm gonna die.
(Bella gasping)
This is too cool.
Domino, I love the Crypt.
Oh my gosh. I can't believe
I'm actually meeting you.
Everyone, I wanted to
introduce you to my friend,
Domino Pastore from the Crimson Crypt,
but it seems like you guys
already know who she is.
Hi Domino, I'm Sofie.
And this is my daughter, Bella
and her friends Veda and Trixie.
You're are the whole reason
I started studying music
and started our band, the Twisted Demon.
Twisted Demon, I like the sound of that.
Yeah, actually Angie's told
me a lot about you guys
and I'm visiting her for a couple days
and she actually thought it might be nice,
or if you'd like it,
that I could give you some tips.
- So cool.
- Yes.
That will be great for the video, Bell.
You guys are doing a video?
(Trixie affirming)
That's awesome.
I have done so many videos.
I love them, the
costumes and the lights.
The whole theme was so gothic.
Well, Angie also filled
me in that you've got a gig
that you've booked coming up,
and I thought I could
bring something along
that might help out.
And you could actually thank
Bella's mom for that as well.
(band members shrieking)
Ang, you wanna gimme a hand?
- Yeah.
- Thank you, mom.
Oh my God. I love you.
I love you. I love you.
- I love you too, honey.
This means so much for
me and Twisted Demon.
I love you too.
(trunk thudding)
(band members gasping)
Check it out.
See if there's anything you like.
(band members gasping)
- Oh my gosh. It's beautiful.
- It's beautiful.
Yeah.
This was actually given
to me a long time ago
by an old woman at one of our concerts.
I know you wouldn't think
an old woman would be there,
but there she was in our dressing room
at the end of the night.
And it's funny.
She handed me this scarf and she said
that it would bring fame and fortune
and that it would protect us.
(Veda cooing)
But when I looked up to thank her,
she was gone.
(Angie humming)
Yeah, so she wasn't very far off though.
She must've known something
because after that we were suddenly hot.
We got tons of gigs.
We were making tons of money
and then came the recording contracts,
and all the rest is history.
That's so supernatural.
I wonder if it has mystical
powers or something?
I don't know.
I often wondered about it.
I mean, we never had a bad gig
and nobody even actually
ever missed a gig.
(Trixie gasping)
Hell, that sounds spooky.
(Sofie sighing)
Well, it's definitely a beautiful scarf,
Domino, but do you
really wanna give it up?
It means so much to you.
Oh, no. Yeah.
The girls should have it.
Maybe it'll bring them luck too.
(band members shrieking)
Are there things like
good curses or spells?
I mean, I sure hope so.
We could be so famous and rich.
Like richer than my parents, rich.
(band members laughing)
Come on, Bella. Seriously.
No, I think Domino should keep it.
It's sentimental to her.
- No. No, really.
- Yeah?
I think the girls should have it.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
(band members shrieking)
Oh my gosh.
(Trixie chuckling)
This is so cool.
- It's amazing.
Thank you so much.
Did you see those girls' faces?
That was really kind what
you did for them today.
Yeah. No problem.
Are you all right?
(pensive instrumental music)
Yeah. Yeah.
I dunno if I did the right thing.
(Angie smirking)
- What do you mean?
I didn't tell the
girls about John Henry.
John Henry. Your cat.
Hell, I thought he died.
(Domino slurping)
Well, he did die, or
at least I thought he did.
Okay.
So he was 17.
He was old, right?
I mean, he died.
One day I came downstairs
and I found him in his bed.
Dead.
And I loved that cat.
You know I loved that cat.
But I thought
he's 17.
What are you gonna do?
So I grabbed the closest thing that I had,
which was that black scarf,
and I wrapped him up in it.
And then I thought, I'm gonna go upstairs.
I'm gonna take a shower, cry my eyes out,
and then I'll call the vet
and get him in to be cremated.
(Domino sighing)
Except, when I came
downstairs from the shower,
the scarf was laying in the
middle of the living room
but John Henry was nowhere to be found.
(ominous instrumental music)
I don't know.
Maybe he wasn't dead.
Or maybe it was that black scarf.
Did he ever come back?
Did you find him?
No.
Never, he was just
gone.
(Domino sighing)
(wine glass clanging on table)
So Gino, from Carlo's crew,
he said they're good with the meeting.
Now, considering the nosebleed we had
at the restaurant the other night,
I thought I'd give him choice of venue,
put them at ease a little bit,
and they chose Severino's.
Now, I know the place.
I know Ray, the owner, good guy.
Neutral territory.
Yeah, I know the place.
How well do they know this guy, Ray?
Well,
his kids play soccer with Katie.
(glass clanging on table)
He's a citizen.
That's it, huh? Nothing else?
All right, you had your wine here.
Tell me what I don't know?
Gino said no armies.
Three guys each side, tops.
What the fuck else, Lorenzo?
We have to check our pieces at the door.
(Sammy smirking)
- Sure. Ain't no problem.
No problemo.
We'll have Pete at the back
of the joint with some juice.
- Okay.
- Yeah. Sure.
We'll check our pieces
at the fucking door.
Got it.
(pensive instrumental music)
(door clicking)
Alfons.
Lorenzo, how are you doing?
(indistinct)
Are you ever gonna place a bet?
That's why we have you here for, right?
You could throw some of
that money you making
down on this, come on?
I'll give you a dollar.
(Alfonso smirking)
- A dollar.
This guy's so cheap.
(people laughing)
I don't wanna put you out of a job.
(chair scraping on floor)
Sammy.
(Lorenzo clearing throat)
I talked to our friends in
PA about the Carlotta house.
He's gonna kiss your entire ass.
(Lorenzo chuckling)
So.
He said you're a godsend
'cause he was gonna have
to tear the place down
if you didn't buy it.
He's practically giving this thing to us
to get it off of his back.
So,
the papers are gonna go down
to the county treasurer's
office by tomorrow,
and then you just sign
them and it's a done deal.
Bada bing, you bought a house.
That was fast, huh.
Thank you.
(hand clapping face)
Nice work.
And write the guy a check.
Add 15% for a thank you gift.
(door clicking)
Can I help you?
Yeah, I'd gotta to see Sammy.
Al, Al he's all right.
Dan, come on over.
How you been?
How's the family?
The family's well, thanks.
How about you? Bella, Sofie?
All good?
- Good. Good.
It's been a hell of a long time.
You doing okay?
Yeah, things are going
as good as could be.
Look, Sammy.
I'm not here for a social visit.
Yeah, well I didn't think so.
What can I do?
- The other night.
- What other night?
There are a lot of other nights.
You want an espresso, wine?
(Sammy smirking)
Wine. Shit, that's right.
You're on the job.
At the restaurant,
I heard you were there
with some of the guys.
Restaurant.
The other night. What, Tuesday?
Yeah, I was there.
What the fuck was that all about?
Some guy gets whacked in the shitter.
Carlo Danilo was there with some guys.
Look Sammy, I'm gonna
cut right to the quick.
Have you seen Enzo?
Was Enzo there?
- Enzo.
I don't think Enzo was
there when I got there.
So you didn't come together?
No. No. No.
See, when I got there,
Vinnie and Lorenzo were
at the table with a wine.
What's this about? Why?
Well, I need to ask him some questions.
About what?
I see things don't change much.
Change?
Danny, change is constant.
We were kids together.
Who would've thought you'd be the cop?
You wanna talk about change, huh?
And I thought I was trouble.
Yeah, I guess you're right.
Change happens.
Well look, if you see or hear from Enzo,
tell him I need to talk to him.
Yeah, if I see or hear from him.
Good seeing you, Sammy.
Hello to the family.
(pensive instrumental music)
I'm sure I'll be seeing you again.
(pensive instrumental music continues)
What the hell was that?
"I'm sure I'll be seeing you again."
Fucking Enzo brings his
right to our doorstep.
He wacks Frankie, one
of Carlos's main guys.
Now I got a nosebleed not only with Carlo,
but with the cops as well.
You find that fucking Enzo.
You tell him I wanna sit down with him.
Okay, I'll take care of it.
(ominous instrumental music)
(dramatic rumbling music)
Well, isn't this nice?
We finally get to sit down
as a family for dinner.
It's nice for a change.
Bella, so what's new in your world?
Well, actually I
brought Bella in the girls
to Angie's shop the other day,
and Angie introduced them to Domino
who's a retired gothic rock singer.
Domino, sounds like a stripper.
- That's not nice.
- It was a joke or a joke.
A light joke. Lighten up.
Some joke, Daddy.
All right. Did she help?
Why do you even care, honestly?
Yes, she actually did help.
She gave the girls some things
that will help the band.
That's good, I'm glad to hear it.
I've got something that
might help as well.
I bought the Carlotta house.
- What?
- You did not.
Now you can shoot
your video if you want.
- Oh my God, Daddy.
- However.
I wanna check it out
and make sure it's safe.
(Bella shrieking)
Daddy, oh my God, you are amazing.
The best dad in the whole world.
Oh my God. I love you.
Sammy, you bought that place?
Why?
(Sammy sighing)
I was thinking of having it torn down,
but it's on some nice land.
Maybe we can do something with it.
Anyways, it'll help my
little girl out here.
I'm calling Veda and Trixie right now.
They are coming over.
I am telling them in person.
You're amazing. I love you.
Hey, we didn't start eating here yet.
[Bella] I'll be right back, I promise.
(Sofie smirking)
You're such a bullshitter, Sammy.
Why did you really buy that place?
I told you, maybe we
can do something with it.
But I wanna check it
and make sure it's safe
and Bell can do her thing.
Of all houses, why that house, huh?
That place is dangerous.
I've heard all the
terrible stories about it.
And what is this gonna cost us, huh?
Don't worry about it.
I got it taken care of, all right.
Relax.
(Sofie sighing)
It's just another fucking
thing for me to worry about.
(Sofie sighing)
Fucking liar.
(ominous rumbling music)
Dammit, Sammy.
Shit.
Sofie?
Sofie, will you listen to me please?
(Veda chuckling)
Domino, she was so,
so good, so awesome and very generous
with all her stuff.
I cannot believe it.
See, all the stuff
she gave us is so nice.
That black scarf the old woman gave her.
- Yep. Yep.
- So gothic.
I am in love.
Wait, did I tell you guys my
dad bought the Carlotta house?
- You're kidding?
- Yeah.
We should go check it out right now.
I'll call Nicky.
Let's go meet up with him.
Doesn't he need to go
and check it out before?
Oh my God. It's fine, okay.
He's never gonna know.
We should just go, who cares?
(Trixie exhaling)
Damn, I can't make it.
I promised my mom I'd watch Billy tonight.
She has some stuff she wanted to go do.
[Bella] Loser.
Why don't you guys just go ahead
and call me when you're done.
- She's scared.
- No.
I want all the details.
Okay, Trixie. Whatever.
Yeah, okay. I believe you.
I'll call Nicky and we can go,
and you're too scared, it's fine.
(Trixie smirking)
- I think she's scared.
You're scared. You're scared.
(Bella laughing)
(owl hooting)
(ominous instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
Oh-la-la.
This is right on it.
This is it.
Oh my God.
Don't you just love it?
It's so perfect.
I can't wait to see what
the inside looks like.
You guys, I don't think
this is such a good idea.
Hey Nicky, you're not my
fucking babysitter okay.
My daddy bought this place
so we're gonna use it.
Okay, what is this all
about, you and Nicky?
Am I missing something?
Yeah, Uncle Sammy told us to keep away
from the place until
he could check it out.
He was not kidding and
he made me responsible
for keeping you away.
Like hell fucking hell you are.
Can you just shut the
fuck up for me, okay?
We're gonna go inside.
Veda, are you with me?
- Absolutely.
This is the place.
Not me.
(Nicky sighing)
Hell, who knows what the
hell's going on in there?
Veda, you never heard
the place is haunted?
(Veda smirking)
- Yeah.
I heard some stories
about the Carlotta place
and how it's supposed to be haunted.
(Veda laughing)
And I heard some the
stories about that kid
that who knows what the
hell happened to him.
(Bella gasping)
- Oh, shit. That's right.
[Nicky] Who knows, he
could've been whacked in there?
- What?
- Oh my God.
(Nicky sighing)
You guys go ahead.
I'm not going in there.
(ominous instrumental music continues)
Too much bullshit for me.
Oh my God. I knew it.
You're a fucking pussy.
(Bella smirking)
Okay, how about this Nicky boy?
How about you stay in the car
and play with yourself, okay.
We're gonna go in and check it out.
(Veda laughing)
Veda, you ready?
- Okay. Lead the way.
(vehicle door clicking)
(cicadas screeching)
(vehicle doors banging)
(Veda exclaiming)
Okay, so how are we supposed to get in?
There's gotta be a door we could crawl
from under or something.
We'll figure it out.
- Okay.
So spooky. I love it.
It's cold.
(suspenseful rumbling music)
[Bella] I cannot believe
my dad was not gonna let
us use this place 'cause look
how fucking perfect it is.
(indistinct chatter)
I'm his favorite.
(door clicking)
(Bella knocking on door)
(Veda exclaiming)
- Spider.
(ominous instrumental music)
(door clicking)
What is all this shit?
(ominous instrumental music)
I love it.
So creepy.
Are you scared right now, Veda?
No.
This is great.
- It's perfect.
We're gonna make a killer video.
My dad really came through, huh?
Yes.
We definitely have to do a night shoot.
(Bella exclaiming)
Yes.
The spookier, the better.
Look at that.
(Bella exclaiming)
We can put the stage right here.
That would look so good.
(ominous instrumental music continues)
That's super creepy.
- Yeah.
- Let's go down there.
No. What?
I don't wanna go down there.
Just look at it.
That could be a really good spot.
Yeah. No, thank you.
(Bella thudding on wood)
- Oh, fuck.
- Are you okay?
- God.
What happened?
- Oh, shit.
Are you okay?
What happened?
- I stepped on something.
See, I think we should go now.
It's fine, let's just go a
little bit further all right.
Just watch your step.
I don't want both of us getting hurt.
Bella. Are you sure?
Yeah it just hurts a
little bit, it's fine.
(ominous rumbling music)
Come on. Come on.
How long you gonna be in that house for?
Shit!
Man, if Uncle Sammy finds out.
Fuck, I knew I shouldn't have come here.
Just come out.
Just come on. Please hurry up.
(Nicky breathing heavily)
Goddammit. I gotta piss.
(vehicle door clicking)
(ominous instrumental music)
(vehicle door banging)
Okay, so I definitely
want a fog machine.
- Okay.
- Thinking some black lights.
(Veda exclaiming)
Some splattered paint
across the walls, for sure.
Make sure we tell Nicky about
the fog machine, though,
'cause that is non-negotiable.
(indistinct)
- Yeah.
I love it.
I think it's perfect.
- Yeah, it's great.
- All right.
Let's get outta here, I'm bored.
(ominous rumbling music)
- Yeah, let's go.
(door clicking)
(door banging)
(dramatic rumbling music)
Boo.
(Nicky exclaiming)
(Bella and Veda laughing)
You are a little bitch.
Oh my God.
Hey, weenie boy. What you doing?
Sprinkling the lawn?
You guys scared the
shit out of me, assholes.
Oh my God. Get over it.
It's cold. Come on.
All right, hey,
let's get out of here
and how about you drive,
so you can actually say you
did something today, okay.
All right, asshole.
(foliage rustling)
(vehicle doors clicking)
(vehicle doors banging)
(vehicle engine starting)
(vehicle engine humming)
(ominous rumbling music)
(metal containers clanging)
(pensive instrumental music)
We had a visitor.
I forgot to tell you.
She didn't stay very long, though.
She was beautiful.
(Joey Jr. Inhaling deeply)
So beautiful.
Oh,
and she gave me something.
(pensive instrumental music continues)
I'll show you later.
(pensive instrumental music continues)
Okay do key.
All done.
(tense instrumental music)
Fellas, I called this meeting
for some important reasons,
for some head splitting fucking reasons.
See, I want more business out
of Blaine Street and I want it now.
Well, that ain't gonna be easy.
It ain't gonna be easy?
(Carlo humming)
Easy. Hard.
What's the fucking difference?
It's what I want.
I need cash.
I need to kick upstairs.
They're gonna call me
in and they gonna wonder
why my fucking crew isn't earning.
I don't give a fuck who says
who's in charge of Blaine Street?
It's up for grabs, okay,
and who's gonna fucking stop me?
You know this will surely lead to war,
and as your partner,
I advise tread quietly.
We do not need a war.
(Carlo sighing)
War.
There ain't gonna be no war.
War needs two sides.
It's just us.
The first order of
fucking business is I want
that fucking Enzo brought to me.
Once he's off the street,
DeBlasio's power will
go down to fucking half.
Can somebody please do this?
Well, that ain't gonna be easy either.
(Carlo exclaiming)
Angelo? Angelo.
So where you going?
You saying it's gonna be hard?
Yeah.
(Carlo humming)
Well, maybe you right Ang.
Maybe it's gonna be hard.
Maybe it's gonna be real hard,
but it ain't gonna be as hard
as your fucking head, mother fucker.
(dramatic action music)
See?
That was easy.
Anybody else around here
got a hard fucking head?
(dramatic instrumental music)
I didn't think so.
You bring me Enzo now.
(ominous rumbling music)
Hey Vin, you seen Enzo?
I haven't, boss. No one has.
Not since the restaurant that night.
What a shit storm that was.
And he was there and he wasn't.
He was like fucking Houdini.
Yeah.
(Sammy smirking)
Don't remind me.
I'm sure he was in the
middle of that fucking mess.
The guy's throat was slashed wide open.
You could've put a sign
on the stiff saying,
"Enzo was here."
Fucking moron. And why?
We were gonna meet with Carlo,
see what we can work out
with Blaine and the blues.
Can forget that meeting after that stunt.
Look, I'm sure Carlo suspects something,
not to mention a potential
fucking blood war.
You're right, boss. So now what?
We gotta find Enzo.
I'm sure he's got a target on his back.
All right, Vin.
Take a couple guys.
Go through the neighborhood.
Nothing crazy. Do it quietly.
And no bullshit.
See what you can find out.
Someone had to have seen
that fucking asshole.
(pensive instrumental music)
I gotta meet with Lorenzo.
We gotta swing by the
Carlotta place, eyeball it.
Pull out the place sight unseen
and see what the fuck I own.
Hey, I want you there too.
You got it, boss.
Lemme know what time?
I'll tell Pete.
You gotta watch it, though.
Hell that restaurant thing's still hot.
I don't trust that psycho Carlo either.
(hands thudding)
(pensive instrumental music continues)
Angie, would you like a patel?
- Oh, no.
- Oh, come on.
They're homemade.
They got some almond extract in them.
They're delicious.
- No, thank you.
- You sure?
- I'm sure.
Okay, you don't know
what you're missing.
Hey, how did the girls like the things
that Domino gave them?
Oh my God. They are ecstatic.
That's all Bella's been talking about.
They loved everything.
No worries.
It really meant so much
to Bella and the girls.
I don't know how to thank you, really.
It's not a problem.
I was happy to help.
- That was so nice.
Sofie,
are you superstitious?
Superstitious? I don't know.
Maybe a little. Why, what's up?
(Angie sighing)
This is gonna be silly but.
Domino told me something
about the scarf that was given to her.
- The black scarf?
- Yeah.
Yeah, the black Lacey one
that Bella's been wearing
with her all the time?
So what did Domino say?
Do you remember when
the old woman came to her
after her performance
and gave her that scarf
and said that it would bring
her good luck and protection?
Yeah, I remember the conversation, so?
Well, Domino said that
that woman was rather odd,
and while she was admiring the scarf,
the lady just was gone.
Well, that's it?
I mean, I don't see
what's so superstitious
about a woman coming in,
giving her a scarf and then taking it off.
I don't see it.
- There's more.
More?
Like what?
(Angie smirking)
Okay, now you're giving
me the heebie-jeebies.
(Angie sighing)
Domino had this cat named John Henry.
I mean, he was an old cat,
probably 15, 16 years old.
And one day she came home and he had died,
so she grabbed that black scarf
and she just wrapped him in it.
So the black scarf
that the woman gave her?
Yeah, I mean, she wore it all the time.
I think she was superstitious.
Okay. I get it.
So she wraps John Henry in this scarf
and then she leaves
him down on the ground.
She goes into another room
and when she comes back,
the scarfs laying on the floor
but there's no John Henry.
He's just gone.
Well, what do you mean gone?
Gone.
He's nowhere to be found.
(Sofie sighing)
Okay, that's eerie.
And she thinks that this black scarf
has something to do with it?
Well, she said that when
she got the black scarf
that no one got sick, no
one missed a performance,
and then overnight they
launch into popularity.
It's kind of weird don't you think?
Yeah, definitely weird.
And I remember that conversation,
that she said that.
That John Henry shit,
that is definitely weird.
I don't know.
I mean, I can see where a band
gets popular through time.
The more they play, the
more they get popular.
But never missing a gig ever
or being sick, that's unusual.
And as far as the cat, I mean,
maybe he really wasn't dead.
They say cats,
even dogs sometimes when they're sick,
they go off to die alone.
Yeah.
So maybe that's what happened.
Yeah.
(Sofie humming)
You're probably right.
- It's bizarre.
(pensive instrumental music)
Well, sounds like good news
that Uncle Sammy bought
the Carlotta place.
Hated the idea of sneaking around
and looking over our shoulder
every couple of minutes.
He loves me but it'll
definitely make things easier,
that's for sure.
I... I... I am super
excited to get going,
putting the video plan together.
Any thoughts on when
we can get it started?
Domino really gave us
some rad stuff for sure.
I loved the clothing and the
other pieces she gave us.
They will make a big difference.
Yep.
Wait, you guys,
do you think we should invite
her to help with the video?
Do you think she would come?
Shit guys, I meant to tell you.
You know that black scarf we all love?
- Yeah.
- I can't find it anywhere.
I feel like a piece of shit, yeah.
- No, come on.
- I've looked everywhere.
I think the last time
I remember having it is
when we were at the Carlotta house.
Not you, Trixie.
Yeah, I don't know.
We're gonna have to go
back there and look for it.
I must've dropped it, I don't.
Wait, hold on.
Did you say invite Domino to a rehearsal?
[Trixie] Yeah.
Because I don't want her to think
that we're taking advantage of her.
Well, we could just invite her
and if she gives us some advice,
that'd be pretty cool.
I don't see how that would hurt.
It's not like we're asking
her to direct us or anything.
We don't wanna make her
think we're helpless
and don't know what we're doing.
Okay, I actually don't
think it's a terrible idea,
now that I think about it.
Just, guys,
I don't wanna seem desperate, that's all.
But we are. We are.
(Trixie chuckling)
And she did say she was
always looking for new talent,
so I think this is it.
This is the acid test to, really.
Find out what she might
have to say about our work.
Yeah.
After all, we are
all young talent right.
No, I really think it's a great idea.
Thank you, Veda.
You're welcome.
So when can we go to the house,
check it out, brainstorm?
What do you think, Bell?
Well, this is a group effort remember?
What do we think?
- Okay, Nicky.
Invite or not, I
personally think that we go.
Well, Mr. Manager,
I think we should do it.
I know Vida and Trixie agree.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Yes, yeah so it's final.
- All right.
- When do we go?
Yes, let's go tomorrow night.
Yay.
(Trixie laughing)
(ominous instrumental music)
Anybody heard from Enzo?
I'm getting a little concerned here.
It's not like him to go
to mattresses like this.
I'm feeling something
is up and it ain't good.
Well, nobody was that
stupid to clip a mad guy.
Well, the way I see it
is it's either someone
or some crew that's not The Life.
I mean, who would break such a rule?
I can give you a few
assholes on that one.
But I gotta be sure
who's responsible here.
Boss, me and Pete
scoured the neighborhood
and nobody's saying a word.
It just makes no sense because
they know he is with us.
Well Vinnie, I think
that gives you your answer.
It's either someone unknown or
a crew that's really feared.
Take your pick.
Put Carlo's at the top of that list.
That Frankie got clipped.
He's running blues across Blaine.
Makes sense right there.
So what you gonna do, boss?
Give the order?
No, Vinnie.
(indistinct)
My word for this is best served cold.
That time will come, my friends.
And look, I want you just subter.
I wanna get here to Carlotta
house tomorrow night.
I want you and Lorenzo bring Pete with
and be here around eight.
It'll be dark.
We can make our way to the house.
Agreed?
- Yep.
Then we should go out (indistinct).
(pensive instrumental music)
We stand together and we fall together.
A close (indistinct) for
a thousand years, salute.
(glasses clinking)
(ominous instrumental music)
(Junior knocking on door)
Who is it? Talk to me.
It's me, Junior.
(Carlo sighing)
Jesus.
I'm in a fucking meeting here.
[Junior] It's important, Carlo.
Yeah, well it better be.
(door clicking)
Come on in.
(door clicking)
- Guys.
- What is it?
What?
So you know that broad that works down
at the county treasurer's office?
Yeah, the pig you're banging?
Jesus.
(people laughing)
Well, she tells me
that Sammy D. Just bought
the Carlotta place.
Who gives a fucking rat's ass?
Shut the fuck up.
(Carlo smirking)
I can't believe it.
This is just amazing, it's perfect.
I mean, he's probably gonna
use that dump to cut his powder
and fucking bag it, it's perfect.
It's in the middle of nowhere.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, we're gonna give
them a real house-warming.
This is gonna be good.
I'm gonna make that
fucking grease ball pay.
I'm gonna make his life fucking miserable.
Junior, this is the best news I've heard
in a long time, buddy.
- Great.
- You good.
You did good work.
Now, we're gonna have
some real fucking fun.
(people laughing)
Yeah, we're gonna turn it up baby.
Some real fun.
- That's right, man.
Oh, yeah.
(people laughing)
(ominous instrumental music)
(explosions thudding)
What the fuck? Fucking perverts.
(person laughing evilly)
(ominous rumbling music)
So Bella, what are you up to today?
Just hanging out with the group.
We got a lot of things
to line up for the video.
Cool. Cool.
That sounds productive. Any thoughts?
And I hope the things that
Domino gave you are gonna help.
For sure. They're great, yeah.
No, we really just have to
go over lighting details,
song order, rehearsal schedule,
all the boring stuff.
It sounds like a full day.
Well, I'll make certain
everything's okay there
and everything's safe, no traps.
And I'll see that the power's turned on.
I'm guessing you're gonna need that.
Yeah. Yeah.
Power is a necessity.
But I really have to get going guys, okay.
They're waiting for me.
Well, does anybody care to
hear what I'm doing today?
Do I make dinner?
Do I not?
What do I do?
I meant to tell you I've
got some meetings later today.
Oh, really? Meetings?
That's a shocker. All right then.
Everybody's on their own.
Mom, listen.
You know, we love you.
Your dinners are amazing, okay,
but sometimes it is tough when we have
to get things done, all
right. We are busy people.
We will make it up to you, promise.
- Yeah, sweetie.
- Okay.
We can plan a dinner out.
We'll give the queen a break, all right?
- All right. Okay.
- Let her get catered too.
- You promise?
- I promise.
- Great.
- Scout's honor.
Okay, pencil it in guys.
- All right.
- Love you. Bye.
Love you, honey.
Enjoy the day. Be careful.
(pensive instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music)
I've pulled the car
outta sight of the drive.
This is a counterintelligence
covert operation.
No one can know that we're here.
Okay James Bond. Who are you?
I love this new Nicky.
Oh Bella, I have the flashlights.
Do you have one?
Yes, Trixie.
I'm not a fucking idiot, it's nighttime.
(Trixie exhaling)
- Thank God.
- Okay, guys.
- This place is really scary.
- Okay.
- Shall we go?
We have a lot to do, yes.
Let's get in. Let's get out.
Scope the place out, all right.
- Let's rock and roll.
- Let's do it.
(ominous instrumental music)
(crickets chirping)
(vehicle doors banging)
- It's dark.
[Bella] Trixie, since
you ditched on us last time
and don't know where you're going,
follow me please, okay.
(crickets chirping)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
Guys, grow up. Seriously.
It's a fucking house.
[Nicky] Bella, you're
always getting yourself
into some shit and I have to clean up.
Shut the fuck up.
(crickets chirping)
(Bella laughing)
All right, guys.
Can you hold that maybe?
Okay.
(door clicking)
(crickets chirping)
(door creaking)
(door clicking)
(Nicky sighing)
- Could it be any darker?
Guys, seriously,
watch your step 'cause
last time I rolled my ankle
and it was sore for a week, okay.
Hopefully we can get some power soon.
Maybe your dad will fix that.
Yeah, I think he said
he was gonna do that okay.
He's coming to the house.
We're making a whole ass music video.
I think electricity is on the to-do list.
- Duh.
- For sure.
Okay, so we're thinking
stage here, some fog.
What do you guys think?
- Yeah.
[Trixie] I think this
place is really spooky.
What the fuck is your problem, Trixie?
We are a goth band.
This is the aesthetic, okay.
(wooden floor creaking)
- Shit.
(ominous rumbling music)
What was that?
- I didn't see anything.
- Shit.
Fuck, I thought I heard something.
It's okay.
Trixie, you didn't
see a damn thing okay.
It was just a reflection.
- Trixie, there's nothing.
See, there's nothing over there.
See, nothing there.
- I didn't see anything.
- Thank you. Thank you, Nicky.
- See? Just look.
- See? It's fine.
- No.
- Take a look around.
Look, see?
Look. Look. Look.
- Use your eyes.
Trixie.
(board thudding)
Oh, shit. (Indistinct)
Hey! Okay.
Listen, assholes.
There is no one else in this house, okay.
[Nicky] What's wrong with you?
What the fuck?
What the fuck is going on?
Can we get our shit together?
I think if someone is here,
that would be spooky as shit
and we should cast them in our video.
Yeah.
(Bella laughing)
- No fucking way, Veda.
- This is serious.
Not funny.
It could be some
"Slasher" or Dahmer creep.
Trixie, shut the fuck up.
God.
(Bella groaning)
You know what?
If there is a murderer downstairs,
I bet he would come up here
just so he would fucking never
have to fucking hear that
high pitch voice again.
Just fucking murder you, okay.
Okay, and I would sacrifice you
because you're pissing me
the fuck off right now.
[Nicky] There's someone in the house.
Shut the fuck up, guys.
I'm gonna go be an adult
and look around, okay.
Is anyone gonna join me?
- Hell, no.
I think I'll pass on that.
Veda?
I'm just gonna sit here and watch them.
- Babysit?
- Babysit.
Okay. All right.
Can you do me a favor and stay here, okay.
- Don't get yourself killed.
- I'm not going anywhere.
Are you gonna survive without me
for 35 seconds?
- No.
Just come back, please.
Please.
- Yeah.
No, what are you doing?
This is what bravery looks like, okay.
- Come on.
- Love you.
- Wait, Bella?
- Bella?
Can you relax?
God, you guys are babies.
I'm so young to be a mother.
- Oh my God.
- Grow up.
[Nicky] What's wrong with you?
- Bella?
- Come on, please?
Nothing so far but
being dark as shit, okay.
It's fine.
- You're crazy.
Let's just come back
in the daylight hours.
I like that plan.
(Veda laughing)
You two.
[Bella] I'm gonna keep going.
(ominous instrumental music)
Okay.
(wooden floor creaking)
Did you guys hear that?
Hear what?
(Veda shooshing Trixie)
Oh, I think I heard that.
I think it's coming from outside maybe.
Shit. Fuck, now what?
I don't know.
Nothing so far other than
being dark as hell down here.
(shoes thudding on wooden steps)
(shoes thudding on wooden floor)
What the fuck!
Well. Well.
What do we have here?
I mean, you weren't invited
to the house-warming
and I don't think I have
enough hot dogs for everybody.
Who the fuck are you and
what are you doing here?
Guys, what the fuck
is going on up there?
What the fuck is that?
Go on, go check it out.
Oh my God. What the fuck?
(ominous rumbling music)
Oh my God.
Oh my God. Oh my God.
Shit. Shit.
(suspenseful instrumental music)
What the fuck is the is?
Damn.
What the hell?
Who the hell are you?
Who are these fucking stiffs?
I don't fucking know what's going on.
Who are these fucking stiffs?
I don't fucking know, okay.
Get the fuck away from me.
- Come on. Get up.
- Get the fuck away from me.
- I said get up.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, I found something.
Okay.
You're not gonna fucking
believe this shit.
What the fuck is going on?
Hey, I found Enzo.
Oh my God.
I don't think he's gonna
make the house-warming tonight.
Get the fuck off of me.
(Bella whimpering)
(shoes thudding on wooden stairs)
(ominous instrumental music)
(vehicle engine humming)
(upbeat action music)
(electric window whirring)
Why is there light in there
and what the hell's going on?
(Vinnie humming)
Probably bums or kids.
(tense instrumental music)
(vehicle doors banging)
(tense instrumental music continues)
What the hell's going on?
Bella. What?
Carlo, you mother fucker.
Let her go.
Sammy, Sammy. Come on in.
I didn't expect you for
the house-warming but,
yeah, you're welcome.
You mother fucker.
You hurt my daughter and I'll
see that you rot in hell.
And we found Enzo for you.
Oh yeah, he's down the hall a little bit,
but he's not gonna make
it to the house-warming.
Why? You kill him?
Unfortunately, no.
But he's laying down on the
job a little bit too long.
You know what I'm saying?
Let her go.
There's no reason to involve her.
She's my negotiation right now.
I mean, what are you gonna
give me to let her go,
and why would I believe
that you would stick
to any agreement we make tonight?
Nah, this doesn't seem
like the right time.
I think it's too late.
What do you think?
Carlo, there's no reason
to spill anymore blood.
I had no idea what Enzo was up to.
I'm sorry about Frankie.
That should not have happened.
But Enzo was Enzo.
We can split Blaine up.
(ominous rumbling music)
(ominous rumbling music continues)
(dramatic action music)
(blade slitting throat)
(Bella gasping)
(dramatic action music continues)
Daddy!
(ominous instrumental music)
(vocalist harmonizing)
(gunfire exploding)
(blood splatting)
(ominous rumbling music)
(gunfire exploding)
(motivational instrumental music)
(door clicking)
(Bella whimpering)
Sammy, Carlo made his
way out of the house.
Vinnie went after him.
Okay, enough's enough.
Try and stop him.
- Okay.
We gotta clean this up here.
Make some calls. Get it done.
No traces, make sure of that.
- Okay.
- And call Stevie.
Get him down here now.
- Yeah. All right.
I got him on speed dial.
Sammy, you gotta see this.
(ominous instrumental music)
Pete, see if you can find Lorenzo.
I'm on it.
I'll take care of it, boss.
Wait, I think I know him.
I've seen him before.
I think I may know who he is.
Who, Daddy?
His father, Joey Carlotta
worked for me years ago.
I'm pretty sure that's his son.
He saved me.
That's my scarf.
Come on, sweetheart.
It's time to go.
- What?
(door clicking)
Wait.
Guys, I'll meet up with you.
Just give me a sec.
Are you sure you're gonna be okay?
Yeah. Yeah.
I'll be fine, I promise.
Okay.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
(door clicking)
(ominous rumbling music)
(hand thudding on floor)
(Joey hissing)
(relaxing instrumental music)
(crickets chirping)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(vehicle engine humming)
(relaxing instrumental music continues)
(vehicle door banging)
(crickets chirping)
(ominous instrumental music)
(vehicle door clicking)
(dramatic instrumental music)
(crickets chirping)
(cat hissing)
(ominous instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
(ominous instrumental music)
(ominous instrumental music continues)
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