:12:02
French vintage. None of that
California shit. Excuse my English.
:12:05
Hey, I'll send you a case.
His Eminence, too.
:12:12
The cardinal ever go to the track? Maybe
he'll be my guest. I'll give him some tips.
:12:17
If Jack gives you a tip, you can bet
the Sistine Chapel on it, Des.
:12:20
That's how I met the monsignor,
Counsellor. At Santa Anita.
:12:23
I gave him a tip. Orchestra Leader.
Fourteen to one, huh?
:12:28
That's right.
:12:29
- You got a way with long shots.
- He won by six lengths.
:12:32
- Did he?
- Yeah. You want some more champagne?
:12:36
Hey, you!
:12:39
You two talk while I make sure
everyone's having a good time, huh?
:12:44
I'm fine, thank you.
:12:47
Fourteen to one, huh?
Must have been a boat race.
:12:51
Of course. That's why
you could bet the Sistine Chapel on it.
:12:59
(Tom) You look like shit.
:13:03
How's your wife?
:13:07
She left... with her tuna-fish
casserole recipe. Her one dish.
:13:14
And your brother, the monsignor?
:13:16
OK.
:13:19
I used to listen to him on the radio,
when I was in the joint. The religious hour.
:13:24
I bet he said a novena for you
every time you and I screwed.
:13:27
What's on your mind, Brenda?
:13:36
You ever notice how when you get old
your feet swell up?
:13:39
I started noticing things like that
in the joint.
:13:42
Your feet swell up,
your toenails get ridges...
:13:45
Well, maybe you oughta
write a book about it.
:13:48
You ever tell your brother in confession
that Jack was paying you off?
:13:53
Or maybe he doesn't know
what a bagman is.
:13:55
They don't teach them
things like that at the seminary.
:13:59
What are you trying to say?