“Russell’d get to anybody,” Frankie said. “It’s the way he is.”
“Yeah,” Amato said, “but the way I used to be, I wouldn’t’ve cared if he could piss off everybody inna world, you know? He couldn’t piss me off. If he was right for the job, he’d be right for the job. Screw, I’m not gonna marry the guy. All I want, all I would’ve been thinking about is, is he right for this job, and if I thought he was right, that’d be it.”
“Well,” Frankie said, “you change your mind or something?”
“I dunno,” Amato said. “I been asking around about him. You know, not too many guys and all, I don’t want it to seem like maybe I had something in mind. That I don’t need. But, well, I’m afraid, I’m afraid he’s not the kind of guy we oughta have in on this. You go around this thing inna wrong way, you could get somebody hurt, and I don’t want that. There’s no reason for that, you know? You hit somebody, you’re not gonna get any more money or anything. It’s just, it don’t make no sense. You got to have guys that can, that’re not going to go haywire or something, is all.
“These people,” Amato said, “these’re not the kind of people, that’re around a bank or something, they expect maybe some day a guy or somebody’s gonna come in there and try to rob them and, it’s not their money, people tell them, how they oughta act. They’re not that kinda people at all.”
“Heroes,” Frankie said.
“Heroes,” Amato said. “They’re a different kind of guys, and they’re liable, some of them, you never know when one of them’s gonna do it, go right off his ass and start making trouble and then you got to fuckin’ shoot somebody, for Christ sake. Some of them, they think they’re pretty hot shits. Somebody comes in there that’s not absolutely cool, well, that they can see right off doesn’t know what he’s doing and he’s not taking no shit off anybody that wants to fuck around with him, well, then it’s gonna be different. Bad, different.”
“You’re not gonna promote that North End thing to me again, are you, John?” Frankie said.
“The barbut?” Amato said. “Nah, this’s different. Although I got to say, I still think you could do that thing if you thought about it long enough and you went in there with the right type of guys, knowing what you’re doing. A few guys, some day somebody’s gonna knock that thing off, and then he’s gonna have a whole lot of money. A whole bunch of money.”
“I wanna meet that guy, afterward,” Frankie said. “I think probably, I’m ever gonna meet him, I better meet him quick, is what I think. Fuckin’ thing. You ever look that thing over? There’s a guy on the corner in the phone booth. Funny how come the phone company put that thing right there, huh? And then there’s always a guy that’s sitting up in the window and looking out at the guy in the phone booth. Coldest night in the year, go down there, that guy’s in the phone booth. He’s not doing nothing. I think maybe that’s how he makes his living. I wouldn’t want it, maybe, but it’s fuckin’ steady’s what I think. You wouldn’t even think anybody’d go out, and there he is, and then there’s that alley and I bet there’s not more’n fifteen heavies in that room with the pieces all set to go.”
“There’s still a lot of money in there,” Amato said.
“ ‘So much money they lose it, they lose the dice in it some times,’ ” Frankie said. “ ‘You go in and you get it, they’re never gonna be able, report it, no government types chasing you around, you just go down past Billy’s Fish and up the stairs and you’re set for life.’ Yeah, and Dillon gets better so fast you wouldn’t believe it, I bet, and fifty guys helping him, too. I been hearing about that place since, I think I was about fourteen when I first hear about that place,” Frankie said. “The thing of it is, all that time, nobody ever did it. I wonder how come.”
“My daughter’s fourteen,” Amato said.
“Jesus,” Frankie said. “It don’t seem that long.”
“Yup,” Amato said. “She’s fourteen years old. And the other day, she left her stuff out on the dresser? I see this light blue cardboard thing. I go in and I look. She’s onna Pill.”
“No shit,” Frankie said.
“I couldn’t fuckin’ believe it,” Amato said. “I said to Connie: Tor Christ sake, willya tell me, what’s going on here?’ So she tells me. ‘So what? They’re all on it.’ I said to her: ‘Whaddaya mean, they’re all on it? Who’re they? What the hell’s she doing on it? Tell me that, all right? I don’t care about the rest of them.’ Oh, so that makes me the automatic bastard. ‘You want, you’d probably rather she gets pregnant or something.’ I couldn’t, I just couldn’t believe it, was all. ‘Connie,’ I said, ‘she’s fourteen years old, for Christ sake. Fourteen. That’s kind of early, I think.’ ”
“I think so too,” Frankie said.
“Yeah,” Amato said. “So, you know what she says to me? She says: ‘How old’s Rosalie when you’re going with her?’ ”
“How old was Rosalie?” Frankie said.
“Eighteen,” Amato said, “which is a hell of a lot different. Only, of course, I couldn’t say that. I always, whenever she asked me, I denied that. And Rosalie wasn’t on no Pill then, either. Every month … Ah, she was a lousy lay anyway.”
“She didn’t look it,” Frankie said.
“She was, though,” Amato said. “Shit, getting into Fort Knox would’ve been easier. More fun, too. I hadda tell her every time, it’s true love, all that shit. I hadda be an asshole, do that. And she, she didn’t do nothing. It was like fuckin’ a stump. I used, she also didn’t do nothing about doing anything. I used to say to her: ‘Rosalie, for Christ sake, will you get something? You don’t want to get pregnant, do you?’ And then she’d start crying. It’s a mortal sin. I don’t know. I didn’t. I used to think, I was an asshole, I used to think I really had something there. Now, now I dunno why I did it. It wasn’t worth anything near like what I hadda put up with to get it.”
“She was one good-looking broad, though,” Frankie said.
“See the game the other night?” Amato said. “I did. I was home. Connie finally went to bed. Muscles in her jaw got tired. That’s what I like about TV, boy. You can turn off the sound. They had this shot of Snead coming up behind this big Swede center’s ass. You see that?”
“I was out,” Frankie said.
“Well,” Amato said, “I seen Rosalie the other night, I seen her down the Artery. Connie had me stop, get some fuckin’ bread. That’s another thing, I don’t know why it is. I don’t ask her, do some of my business. Why the fuck’ve I gotta stop on the way home and do her business? Anyway, I see Rosalie. She’s bigger’n that Swede now, I swear to God.”
“She was a real good-looking girl,” Frankie said.
“Ah,” Amato said, “she got married. That’s what she wanted. That’s the thing she used to worry about, I was humping her. I was worried, why the fuck’s she such a lousy lay. She was worried, how the fuck’s she marry me, I’m married to Connie? I didn’t wanna get married again. I got married once. Once’s enough for any guy, isn’t crazy. But that’s what she wanted. She’s pregnant now. About her fourth, I guess. That broad? I bet, she’s got legs on her now, I bet she couldn’t get my pants on, is how big she is. Everything goes to hell if you wait long enough. Connie says to me: ‘You don’t like certain things? Okay. You talk to her, Mister Big Deal Father, that’s spending six or seven years in prison while she’s growing up. You talk to her. You tell her what a bad girl she is.’ Of course Connie couldn’t’ve told me, I was in there, what the fuck’s going on. How’m I supposed to know it? Shit. There’s nothing you can do anyway. It don’t matter. It just pisses me off, is all. It pisses me off.”
“Look,” Frankie said, “I don’t mean nothing, all right? I don’t care how pissed off you are. You at least got something.”
“Still come up dry, huh?” Amato said.
“You know what I did?” Frankie said. “I went down the Probation. Like I actually believe all that shit they’re always handing out, there, all that stuff. ‘Here’s something for you. Place in Holbrook needs assemblers. One thirty a week. Four to midnight. Steady work and it’ll keep you out of trouble.’