A smoky, overdecorated cocktail lounge and nightclub on
Queens Boulevard. Sergio Franchi is in full voice on the
JUKEBOX. It is after midnight. It has been a long
night. Balloons and empty glasses litter the place.
BILLY BATTS, a 50-year-old hood in an out-of-date suit,
holding court at the bar. We see a younger, more
sharply-dressed HOOD walk in with a beehive girl friend
and hug Batts.
HOOD
.Billy. You look beautiful. Welcome home.
BATTS
(laughing and turn- ing to the bartender)
What are you having? Give 'em what they're drinking.
We see four other men, including HENRY HILL and JAMES
CONWAY, standing near Billy Batts at the bar, raise their
glasses in salute. TOMMYDEVITO and another beehive
blonde enter. Billy Batts looks up and sees Tommy.
BATTS
Hey, look at him. Tommy. You grew up.
TOMMY
{preening a little) Billy, how are you?
BATTS
(smiling broadly at Tommy and the girl)
Son of a bitch. Get over here.
Tommy walks over and Billy, too aggressively, grabs Tommy
around the neck. Tommy doesn't like it.
TOMMY
(forcing a laugh)
Hey, Billy. Watch the suit.
BATTS
(squeezing Tommy's cheek, a little too hard)
Listen to him. 'Watch the suit,' he says. {MORE)
{CONTINUED)
BATTS (CONT'D)
A little pisser I've known all my life. Hey, Tommy, don't get too big.
TOMMY
Don't go busting my balls. Okay?
BATTS
(laughing, to the crowd at the bar)
Busting his balls?
(to Tommy)
If I was busting your balls, I'd send you home for your shine box.
Tommy's smile turns to a glare as he realizes Billy is
making fun of him. The men at the bar are roaring with
laughter. His girl is looking glumly at her shoes.
BATTS
(to the hoods at the bar)
You remember Tommy's shines? The kid was great. He made mirrors.
TOMMY
(almost a threat)
No more shines, Billy.
BATTS
Come ooonnn. Tommeeee. We're only kidding. You c.an'ttake a joke? Come ooonn.
We see that Tommy is still angry, but begins to relax
with Billy's apparent apology, but as soon as Billy
sees that Tommy is beginning to relax, he contemptuously
turns his back on Tommy.
BATTS
(facing the bar)
Now get the hell home and get your shine box.
Henry quickly steps in front of Tommy who is about to
explode. Batts is facing the bar and does not see just
how furious Tommy has become.
HENRY
(gently.wrestling Tommy away from the bar)
Come on, relax. He's drunk.
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HENRY (CONT'D)
He's been locked up for six years.
TOMMY
I don't give a shit. The guy's got no right.
HENRY
Tommy. He doesn't mean anything. Forget about it.
TOMMY
(trying to wrestle past Henry)
He's insulting me. Rat bastard. He's never been any fuckin' good.
HENRY
Tommy. Come on. Relax.
TOMMY
(to Henry)
Keep him here. I'm going for a bag.
Tommy roughly grabs his girl's arm and storms out.
HENRY
(rejoining James and Billy Batts at the bar)
Batts. I'm sorry. Tommy gets loaded. He doesn't mean any disrespect.
BATTS
He's got a hot head.
We see the last two guests get up to leave. Henry puts
another dollar in the jukebox and moves back behind the
bar and starts to total the register receipts.
CUT TO:
ENTRANCE OF SUITE
From HENRY'S POV behind the bar, we see the guests leave
and suddenly we see Tommy in the doorway. Henry walks
around the bar and approaches Tommy.
We see James and Batts are still seated at bar with their
backs to the door.
BATTS
They're fucking mutts.
We see James nod.
BATTS
I seen them. They walk around like big shots and they don't know shit.
JAMES
A guy gets half a load on. He mouths off.
BATTS
When I was a kid, I swear on my mother, you mouth off, you got your fucking legs broke.
CUT TO:
HENRY
approaching Tommy who is carrying a large folded package
under one arm.
Tommy, followed by Henry, walks over to the bar where
James and Bill Batts are talking. Tommy drops the
package on the floor.
Billy Batts looks up.
James turns around and sees that Tommy has a gun in his
hand.
James immediately grabs Batts's arms and we see Tommy
smash the gun into the side of Batts's head. We see
Tommy hit Batts again and again as James continues to
hold Batts's arms.
JAMES
(to Henry, while pinning Batts's arms)
Quick! Lock the door.
We see Tommy club Batts to the ground with James holding
Batts's arms.
CUT TO:
HENRY
locking the door.
CUT TO:
BATTS'S INERT FORM
on the floor.
We see Tommy unfold the package he had dropped near the
bar.
It is a plastic, flower-printed mattress cover.
Tommy and James start putting Batts's legs into the
mattress cover.
Henry is standing over them as James and Tommy struggle
to fit Batts's body in the mattress cover.
HENRY
What are we going to do with him? We can't dump him in the street.
JAMES
(to Henry)
Bring the car 'round back. I know a place upstate they'll never find him.
Tommy is looking brightly at Henry, as he and James
finally zip Batts in the mattress cover.
TOMMY
I didn't want to get blood on your floor.