And the Oscar goes to . . .

No agent in town handles her. Studio casting offices haven’t used her in years. My chick at the Extras Guild never heard of Trina Yale. Either she couldn’t afford a listing in the Players Directory, or she never made it out of the extras league. The only thing I could do was leave a message with Central Casting. She’s gotta check in there if she’s out hustling work, otherwise we’re stopped. Nothing. Well, you started it, Frankie. What do you expect?

I know, I know. Your favorite dumb line: Lie down with pigs, get up smellin’ like garbage.

Well, can’t you reason with Yale?

Sure I can reason with him, but it will take fifteen thousand green reasons. You tell me where I’m gonna dig up that much logic.

Oh, damn I’m scared. Hymie, you’re the one guy who can understand. I’m scared.

If there was anything I could do, I would, Frankie, I would.

We’ve got to stop him, we’ve got to. Hymie, help me. Help me, Hymie.

Frankie, don’t!

Hymie, I’m scared. I’m scared out of my mind. You’re the one guy who can understand why. You were with me way back when it all started. We’re gonna lose everything.

Frankie!

After all those years, after everything we’ve been through. Oh, help me, Hymie. You’re my friend. He waited until we were locked in, till we had nowhere to go if we pulled a thing like this. I’d like to see him dead. I’d like to see his grinning kisser punched into jelly, break his arms, bust him up good. We can’t let him roll over us like this. Hymie, we’ve got to stop him, we’ve got to do it!

Frankie, you don’t know what you’re talking about!

We can stop him. We can stop the bastard. We get some guys to do it. You know some guys.

Frankie, you don’t know what you’re sayin’!

Hymie, it’s gotta be like that. Don’t ya see, it’s him or us? You said you wanted to help. All the years we been together. Well, now it comes down to it: In for a penny is in for a pound. Don’t back out on me, Hymie. I got no one else to turn to.

Frankie, you’re not making any sense!

Otherwise we lose everything! Where do we go from here? Where do you go? What does he matter to us?

You’re movin’ too fast. Let me think, let me think!

There’s no time to think. There’s no time to think. Hymie, it’s just the two of us, you and me. We trust each other, Hymie.

I don’t know, Frankie. I don’t know.

Oh, Hymie, don’t cop out on me now. We’ve got to stop Yale!

I don’t know, Frankie.

Do it, Hymie, do it! Do it!

No damn it, Frankie! No, I said no!

Hymie! Hymie, help me!