02x29 - Vicious Circle

[bunniefuu]

Good evening.
This is a beauty contest.

I should explain however,
that I am not
one of the contestants.

At the last moment,
someone stole
my bathing suit.

So, I was made a judge.

You know the, uh,

the problem of finding
an unobtrusive spot
for a vaccination

is getting more and more
difficult.

Let's see now.

This is ridiculous.

What difference does it make
which one is the tallest.

While I continue with
the tiresome task of ogling
these young ladies

our poor players
will present tonight's story.

It is called "Vicious Circle."

Hello.

Oh, hi, Dora.

Me? Out of breath? No,
just ran from the other room,
that's all.

Hey, where's
that roommate of yours?

No, she hasn't showed yet.

Oh, swell.
Thanks for letting me know.

Yeah, she's a good kid.

Okay, Dora.

Good night.

Hello, Gallagher.
Mr. Williams sent me.

Don't do that.

It's too loud.

It's better loud.

What do you want?

It isn't what I want.
It's what Mr. Williams wants.

He doesn't like it,
the way you slipped up
on that jewelry job.

So what?
One mistake in five years.
He's kidding.

You know one mistake
is enough for Mr. Williams.

Look.

You're just a kid.
You don't know
what you're doing.

That's right.
I'm just a kid.

Please.

Anything you want.

What did he do?

Why did you have to k*ll him?

Can I have a cup of coffee?

How long is this
going to go on? Who are you
going to k*ll next?

Nobody. I'm not ever
going to k*ll anybody.

I haven't k*lled anybody
so far.

You just keep
remembering that.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourself.

Pretty girl like you
making like this.

When you get angry,
you shut me out.
I can't stand that.

I love you, Manny.

I do. I love you.

You are my girl?

Yes, I am.

I love you.

I love you more
than I ever tell you,

more than I tell myself
most of the time.

When I'm with you...

I don't know how to say...

I feel different.

I feel different
than any other time.

Happier and better

and you're the only thing
I'm living for.

I'm crazy about you.

Except when like now
you get sore.

But you know what I want.

No, I don't.
I'm not going to guess.

Manny, Manny.

Do you want to live in a dump
like this
the rest of your life?

Honey, look.
Remember when your mother
was in the hospital?

The only visiting hours
were in the afternoon.

You had to work,

so you couldn't see her
for three days until
they decided she was dying?

Well, that kind of life
is out from now on.

But not your way.

You know a better way?
I do, Manny, I do.
Work.

Plain, ordinary work.

When I met you,
you were clean.

Now, now you're dirty.

I don't have to take
that kind of junk.

Where are you going?
To your dear Mr. Williams?

What have you got
against Mr. Williams?

I hate him.

Manny, I hate him.

My old man
worked for years
in his candy store.

And what did it get him?
So he could sit at a table
one night

and drop dead from work.
That's not for us, kid.
Not for us.

So, to get money,
you'd k*ll?

Ten years from now,
you'll say I was right.

Mr. Williams has got
everything I want.

He can help me
get those things.
He likes me.

Sure he likes you.

As long as you're useful
with a trigger
and you smile real pretty.

You're jealous
of Mr. Williams.
Manny, no, no.

Manny, I just want you
to stay alive.

Will you stop talking
like that?

I won't stop
talking like that.

Not until you quit
Mr. Williams.

You hear me?

You quit Mr. Williams.

Or we're finished.

I'll tell you
when we're finished.

How's it, man?
What's the word?

Hey, I hear
you ventilated Gallagher
real nice.

Real nice, you sh*t him.

Now, get off that, man.
Cool it fast.

Sure, Manny. Sure.

You know,
when you first
came into this neighborhood

I was top boy
with Mr. Williams.

Yeah, yeah.

I was .

How old are you?

So long, Turk.

How did you ease me out?

Charm, man, charm.

I asked you here tonight
to talk about you, Manny.

You please me very much.

And when
one of my boys pleases me,
he's always rewarded.

Well rewarded.
I want you to know that.

Thanks a lot, Mr. Williams.

You deserve
everything you get.

I think we better start
with some new clothes for you.

You have a lot to learn,
if you are
to be my assistant.

Me?
Yes, Manny.

Oh, by the way.

Little matter I want you
to straighten out for me.

Yes, sir.

About some girl of yours.

What's her name?

What's her name, Manny?

Betty.
Ah, yes.

It's a pity there are
so many strange people
in the world.

I really
don't understand them.

Betty,
there's nothing wrong
with Betty.

Oh, didn't you know?

I'm afraid Betty
doesn't like me.

She even says I'm a crook.

There's a rumor
she's starting
a purity campaign

against our kind of people
inside a police station.

No, Mr. Williams.

She wouldn't
do a thing like that.
I know her too well.

Of course.

But people with rash ideas
must be put away
for their own good.

I don't get it.
Really, Manny.

Come now.
You're not that naive.

But she loves me,
Mr. Williams.

That's the beauty of it.

To triumph over that little
impediment of love.

And after it's done, Manny,
think of the elation.

Free from
emotional annoyances.

I promise.
You'll thank me.

How long do I have?

Let's see.

The day after tomorrow
is Christmas.

Suppose you take a few days
to plan carefully.

Manny.

Yes, Mr. Williams.

Don't procrastinate.

Come in.

Wow, if it isn't Casanova.

Where have you been all week?

Who'd you take out
Christmas Eve? Was she
a blonde or a brunette?

I sat in my room alone.

I bet.
I swear it.

I haven't slept very well.

When I did sleep,
I'd have dreams,
I'd wake up.

Couldn't go back
to sleep again.

Just sitting in that room.
Sitting and thinking.

What is it? You look awful.

We got to have a talk.

What is it?

You're in real trouble.
You're in bad
with Mr. Williams.

Somebody heard you blabbing
around the neighborhood.
They squealed to Mr. Williams.

So what?
Honey, you got to listen...

I don't want to listen.

All right, I did some talking
and I'm not finished.

Either you quit Mr. Williams
or I'm going to
go to the police.

You can't do that.

For both our sakes, go away
for a couple of weeks.

I'll treat you
to a swell vacation.
Right now Mr. Williams...

I'm not afraid
of your Mr. Williams.

I told you,
if you stuck with him,
I'd speak up.

But I don't want
to do anything to hurt you.

Don't worry.
Just Mr. Williams.

Betty, please, please
listen to me.

You go away
for a couple of weeks.

You go out of town,
now, quick!

Go away, Manny.

Go away. Go k*ll somebody else
for Mr. Williams.

After all, Manny,

it has been a week
since our discussion.

Yeah.

And your Betty
has informed the police

about you
and the lately departed
Mr. Gallagher.

Luckily, I can furnish
an alibi to your whereabouts
that evening.

Betty wouldn't squeal on me.
I don't know who told you,
Mr. Williams.

Betty wouldn't do it.
Wouldn't she?

I'm afraid your Betty
is the kind of woman

who would
wait years for you
to get out of prison.

Moral and repentant.

I just can't believe
she'd tell on me.

I assure you, she did.

Always beware the woman
who loves you.

Most often,
they want to run your life.

And I think that if anyone
was to run your life,

I'd be better qualified.

Oh, I know.

You're worried about Betty
and what has to be done.

Yes, there's
the technical difficulty.

This is no ordinary job.

It is to be done expertly.

It's sometime
since I was a technician.

But the talent
hasn't left me.

Let's see.

I have it.

New Year's Eve
is just a few days off.

New Year's Eve?

Yes, the noise, the confusion,

the gaiety
at the end of an old year
and the start of a new.

The end of an old life.

And the start of a new one.

Your new life.

Until the New Year.

Goodbye, Manny.

Betty!

Wow, look who's here.

Happy New Year.

What brings you
to this neighborhood?

I warned you.
Why didn't you listen to me?
Why did you squeal on me?

I didn't even
mention your name.

You're a liar!
Mr. Williams says you did.

I swear! I didn't say
anything about you.

They could b*at me,
I wouldn't have told them
anything about you.

I don't believe you.
I believe him.

Manny.
Stop!

You're going to k*ll me?

Like Gallagher?

Go ahead, sh**t!

Go on! Go on!

Holy smokes!
She walked right into
that car.

Oh, the poor thing!
Someone call an ambulance.

Too late for that now.

A very impressive funeral.

I don't quite know why,

but I always feel more alive
when somebody else has d*ed.

I know what you mean.

Course you do, Manny.

You've proven it to me,
time and again.

But this last job, Betty.

Ah, that was
a real masterpiece.

You rose decidedly
in my estimation.

Getting her
to run in front of a car,
very clever.

No b*llet wounds,
no suspicion,
completely clean.

Commendable.

Thank you, Mr. Williams.

From now on
it might be Vincent.
Don't you think?

Yeah.

Vincent.

To Manny Coe.

New assistant in the
Vincent Williams Enterprises.

I'll drink to that.

To the future, Vincent.
To the future.

$ .

I've had it.

Anybody else want to go?

Boy,
that Ann is some dish.

She's a fool
to keep chasing Manny.

Yeah,
it's a waste of time.

You won?

I'm so glad.

Come on, let's go
over to your place.

Let's take a ride
in your new sports car.

What color is it, Manny?

It's white
with red upholstery.

A dream boat.

Come on, Manny,
let's go over to your place
and play some records.

Give me another.
Make it a double.

Hello, Georgie.

Hello, Mr. Williams.

Having a good time?
Swell.

Thanks for inviting me,

I didn't have
anything decent to wear,
but...

Well, we'll have to see to it
that you get some new clothes,
won't we?

Yes, Mr. Williams.

Boy, it's sure funny,
isn't it?

If I had clothes and dough
and a car like Mr. Coe,

I'd be enjoying myself.

Having a swell time.

You're a very observant boy,
Georgie.

By the way,
I thought you handled

that camera-store job
very intelligently.

Yes, Mr. Williams.

I think a gray
herringbone tweed would look
very nice on you.

What's the matter, baby?

Don't drink so much.
You promised me.

Manny, please,
take me with you.

What's the matter, Manny?

Nothing, Vincent.

Why are you leaving?

What?

Oh, Manny.

I'm sorry the Johnson job
didn't turn out to be
the success we anticipated.

I can't understand
what happened.

I planned every detail.
I thought I hadn't overlooked
anything.

Perhaps you need a vacation?

Well, no, no,
I'm sure I'll be all right
by tomorrow.

Get a good night's sleep.

Thank you, Vincent.
Good night.

Leaving, Mr. Coe?

Yeah.

Hello, this is Mr. Coe.
Has Ann Nash left the party?

Good, get her to the phone,
will you please?

Ann?

Yeah.

Look, why don't you
come on over here?

We'll have a couple of laughs,
maybe listen to some music?

Well,
I'm feeling much better now.

Yeah, I changed my mind.

Will you be over?

That's a good kid.
Make it fast, huh.

Manny!

Manny.

Manny.

It's me.

You said
you'd be right over.

I couldn't get a taxi.

Let me have your coat.

Are you glad
you asked me to come?

Now you're talking, baby.

I wondered what was wrong
with me.

I'm crazy about you.

Say, I never saw her before.

How long have you
been hiding her?

Tacking her up on the door
like that.

Why you afraid
to show her off?

She's quite a dish.

You'd better go home.

I shouldn't have asked you
to come.
You better go home.

Manny, are you crazy
or something?

I've got to be up early
tomorrow morning.

It's a conference
with Mr. Williams.
You know how it is.

Oh, sure. And you only
just remembered it?

I must have it pretty bad
to take what I take from you.

I'll make it up to you, kid.
Now, you just be a good girl
and leave me alone.

There's something
the matter with you,
Manny.

What is it? You're sick.

No, I just need some sleep
like Mr. Williams says.

Okay.

Goodnight.

I got them right here, honey.

Hello, Manny.

Mr. Williams sent me.

So much for life
among the smart set.

As you may have guessed,
the law did not catch up
with Manny.

However the b*llet
with his name on, did.

Actually it had
someone else's name on it.

But it was mis-sent.

However the error
wasn't discovered
until it was too late.

This concludes
tonight's divertissement.

Next time we shall return
with more of the same.

Good night.