(male #1) '10 minutes to the biggest dance contest'
'South Philly's ever seen.'
'So get those platforms polished'
'cause it's gonna be far out.'
'The Bell's giving 1000 bucks to the winner.'
'You heard me 1000 big ones!'
Outta sight!
(female #1) 'Gas and Power guys were fixing a leak'
'found partial remains about six feet down.'
In an old disco?
Was an old disco, The Bell.
Off Lansing Boulevard, real eyesore?
That's the spot. Twenty two people were killed there
in a fire, 1978.
Ruled as arson.
Twenty third was presumed dead remains were never found.
You thinking this must be the guy?
- John Doe. - That's all that's left of him?
Skull's all I need to get an ID. Man had excellent teeth.
If he burned up in the fire why didn't we find him back then?
Well, apparently he was deep underground
where the VIP room was.
Plus, there's that.
Slug's been rolling around in his brain pan.
(Lilly) 'Right between the eyes.'
Shooter must have been close up.
Can we get rifling off this slug?
My guess is it's a .38.
Should have distinctive markings.
This guy was probably shot before the fire ever got to him.
Well, maybe our doer started the blaze, covered his tracks.
Hide one murder, cause 22 others.
We don't got a cold one here.
We got 23 of them.
Dental records were conclusive.
This is our John Doe.
Benjamin Issac Rosen.
Twenty two.
I remember the news coverage of The Bell fire.
Cryin' families, burned bodies.
Bulldozers come in quick, demolish the place?
Yeah, what was left standing
was considered a safety hazard.
So maybe they did a rush job finding all the remains.
Explains why they didn't find him.
You, uh, ever hang out at this disco, boss?
Oh, not me, but I think Jeffries
was a beat cop in South at the time.
I wonder what he did Saturday nights.
a the
Lines around the block to get in.
Lot of feathered hair, gold chains, polyester..
Sounds like you got some familiarity there, Will.
I was there once.
William Disco Jeffries.
Come on, Will, bust a move for us.
(Nick) 'Yeah, do the hustle, baby.'
You know, if it's all the same, I'd rather not.
Those were regrettable times.
The arson report says the blaze started
in the "White Room" do you know what that was?
VIP lounge, where all the cocaine was snorted.
And where Ben Rosen's remains were found.
So, maybe he started the fire.
Right after he got shot in the face?
That's a point.
So who was with Ben in the White Room?
Chief suspect in the arson was the owner of the place.
Neil Chaney?
'Torched his own club for the insurance?'
You'd think he'd wait till after hours.
Looks like they dug, but didn't get far with that theory.
We got partial rifling on the bullet.
- It was a .38. - Good enough to find a match?
Yep, we find the gun that matches this slug
could lead us to the doer.
I'd call that new direction.
Vera, Disco Will
'have a conversation with Neil Chaney.'
- Meantime.. - We'll go to the Rosens.
(female #2) 'You found Benny..'
...after all these years?
I always hoped, prayed
he got out of that conflagration somehow.
'Ran away or something.'
Foolish. I know.
Benny lived at home with you?
He was going to go to dental school.
'Top of his class.'
Smart. Sweet.
He have any enemies you know of?
I thought he died in the fire.
I'm afraid he was murdered, Mrs. Rosen..
'...before the fire started.'
Murdered?
Was he in any kind of trouble?
How should we know?
Benny was an open book before
he started playing that so-called music.
'After, he shut us out.'
He knew we disapproved.
Why? Shouldn't I have disapproved?
That disco ruined his life.
We, uh, kept some of his things in his room.
Maybe you'd like to see?
Salutatorian of his high school class.
(Myra) 'Adorable right.'
There something you want to tell us, Myra?
Something you didn't want your husband to hear?
No, of course not.
''Cause I got the feeling there was.'
We know this is difficult.
Doesn't have to leave this room.
There was something.
It's something I never told my husband.
What was that?
I came home from temple early one night, uh..
...on account of my arthritis.
'This was a week before the fire.'
'And, uh..'
I saw them together.
'My Benny'
shiksa.
Like you.
- Mmm, not here, baby. - Come on.
My folks won't be back for hours.
But if we want to win this competition
we got to practice.
I don't got the rhythm like you do.
You got it where it counts, baby.
You're far out.
When you gonna tell your parents we're engaged?
'Aah, soon.'
You are such a foxy mama.
- Benny. - Hey.
You know I want to marry you
spend my whole life dancin' with you.
We don't have to make it now if you don't want to.
We'll practice, then we'll make it, huh?
I love you, hot stuff.
'They were in love.'
At least my Benny had that before he died.
Did Benny ever talk about his wedding plans?
He was probably afraid to.
His father would have hit the roof.
You know what happened to this girl, Sonya?
She got burnt in the fire.
I visited her once at Saint Ignatius..
...she was all doped up. Never knew I was there.
And your husband still doesn't know about her?
'He needs more heartache?'
'It's bad enough feeling his son betrayed him over disco.'
Sonya Witkowski?
Yes.
'Detectives Rush and Valens.'
We're here about Benjamin Rosen.
Benny?
'I'll be right back.'
I lost Benny in The Bell fire.
(Scotty) 'Part of his remains were recently found, Sonya.'
It appears he was killed before the fire started.
Someone killed him?
I'm afraid so.
'We understand you two were engaged.'
'We were gonna get married after the dance competition.'
That was such a long time ago.
Was there anything unusual going on in Benny's life
right around then?
Fights? A threat?
No. I mean..
You sure he was murdered?
Anything you can tell us could really help.
A couple of days before the dance contest
I got there early to practice..
Hey, foxy mama, let's hustle.
What did Chaney want?
- Nothing. - Didn't look like nothing.
Look, are we talking or are we dancing?
You deal blow for Chaney, Benny, I'll dump your ass.
I'm not dealin' blow.
I swear.
You wouldn't lie to me?
I'd rather die.
Hey, after we win that 1000 bucks, baby, let's elope.
We'll go to Manhattan, get married at Studio 54.
- We got to win first. - We'll win.
You're the best disco dancer in Philly.
Philly? Is that all?
In America.
The whole world.
He was the love of my life, you know?
The real deal.
What were Benny, and Mr. Chaney fighting about?
I don't know.
Benny used to give private dance lessons
to some of Chaney's clients
but it seemed like something more serious.
Are you sure it ain't possible Benny was dealing for him?
He said he wasn't.
On the off chance that he was, Sonya
you think Chaney was the kind of man
who could murder someone?
I know he had a gun.
Used to show it off like some kind of big shot.
We're still looking for Neil Chaney
but he did have a permit for a .38.
Which he fired in '77.
Shot a burglar at The Bell.
A year before Benny was shot.
File's coming over from South.
We find the slug he shot at that burglar
match it to the one we got on this job.
Makes Chaney a good bet for the doer.
We're talking about finding a bullet
fired 26 years ago from a gun
we don't even know exists anymore.
Registered to a man we can't find.
'Yeah.'
The word "Longshot" comes to mind.
We like a challenge.
Well, you got one.
File from South IDs the guy Chaney shot as Mark Rigley.
Tried to rob a disco at closing.
Chaney popped him.
Shooting was ruled self-defense.
Maybe Rigley knows what happened to the slug.
- He doin' time someplace? - Uh-uh.
Custodial detail at the River Rink, Penn's Landing.
Know how we been having trouble findin' Chaney?
'It's 'cause County's six months behind'
processing death certificates.
Chaney's dead?
'Three months ago.'
Cirrhosis of the liver.
- Crap. - 'So what?
We still have 23 unsolved murders.
We can't talk to the father we'll settle
for the son, he's not dead, is he?
No. Paul Chaney owns a shop in Center City.
Good. Out on the street, boss.
'We should try this.'
'We should give it a try..'
'Uh, excuse me just one second.'
'Enjoy yourselves.'
What's up, folks?
'You want a pipe?'
Depends what's in it.
Tobacco the new marijuana.
That's far out, Paul.
Tobacco's legal, remember?
Hey, you wanna check the pipes, be my guest.
- Uh, we ain't narcs. - We're homicide.
Homicide? What do you want with me?
Your father, he had a permit for a .38.
We thought you might know where that gun is now.
Uh, excuse me.
You mind just stepping over here for a second?
Why? What's this about?
The Bell.
A man was killed there that night
before the fire broke out.
And you want to pin it on my old man
who's trying to rest in peace?
We're trying to solve a murder.
Don't you mean murders?
Look, I been through this a hundred times.
Twenty three people burned to the crisp.
Everyone blamed my dad for it.
That's why he drank himself to death.
You don't think he was responsible?
My father loved The Bell.
The idea of his torching it, it's just craziness.
So what about that .38, Paul?
I threw it into the Delaware, like, a decade ago.
I was worried my dad was going to turn it on himself.
You remember a guy named Benny Rosen?
Yeah, yeah, sure. Benny the Rose.
Everybody knew him.
'Someone killed him that night.'
Shot him.
No.
Well, come on. It wasn't my dad.
I was by his side the whole night, at the judges' table.
Who else at that disco had it in for Benny?
Benny was the king.
People worshipped him. Specially the women.
The guy was a real Don Juan-Stein.
He caught up in any romantic triangles?
Nah! No, he had a serious girl.
But you know them two had a fight that day.
'Now I know about this 'cause'
I was doing something you might think unsavory
but try to remember, I was just a horny kid at the time.
'Oh, yeah..'
Do it for me, foxy fox.
- This is the ladies room-- - Sonya.
- Get the hell out! - Don't cry.
You're a jerk you know?
I'm just having second thoughts about eloping.
It's putting too much pressure on winning.
I don't want it to effect our dancing.
You don't wanna elope 'cause
shiksa.
That ain't true.
I thought you said you'd rather die than lie to me?
You know how my father is.
'It's 1978, for God's sake.'
- We can do what we want. - I know, but he'd kill me.
Well, waiting is killing me.
So you got a choice to make.
It's either him or me.
I should kill you, making a slut out of me.
You know, I was a virgin before I met you!
Oh, man, what an idiot that guy was.
'Turning away a piece of ass like that?'
Believe me, I wouldn't have.
I believe you, Paul.
(Will) 'Mark Rigley?'
- Who's askin'? - 'Philly PD.'
'Your parole officer said we might find you here.'
My crummy boss telling lies again?
What?
This is about him in that borrowed car incident, right?
That was two months ago.
- It was an emergency-- - No. It's not about that.
Just walkin' the straight and narrow here, man.
Pushing a broom for minimum wage.
'Mark, in 1977 you were shot at The Bell disco?'
Yeah. So?
Oh, we were kinda hoping that, uh
you kept that slug maybe as a souvenir or something.
We're trying to match it to a bullet on another case.
You bet I know where that slug is.
Right here.
'For 27 years.'
'Sets off metal detectors like crazy.'
The docs couldn't take it out?
'Uh, not back then.'
Maybe now, modern medicine.
You'd be willing to give it a go?
I'm civic-minded.
There's nothing I wouldn't do to assist Philly's finest.
'Course, uh.'
Philly's finest gotta assist me.
Assist how?
How much you think it's worth going
under the knife?
A couple grand?
That's mighty civic-minded of you, Mark.
Hey, capitalism made this country great, my friend.
That two grand?
That ain't gonna happen.
Then no deal.
You guys wanna buy my ass bullet.
You know where I work.
- 'You lied to us, Sonya.' - Lied?
You said you and Benny were gettin' married
but you broke up with him that night.
In the ladies room.
No.
'I mean..'
...we would have worked it out.
"I should kill you, makin' a slut outta me."
'Two hours later Benny ends up with a bullet in his head.'
Benny was the love of my life.
How do you know what I said, anyway?
Where were you when the fire started, Sonya?
On the floor.
It was Doreen blabbin', wasn't it?
That nosy bitch knew everything 'bout everything.
Who's Doreen?
Doreen Di Nova.
Had a real thing for Benny.
Always trying to steal him from me.
That right?
She was competitive with me over everything
Benny, dancing, you name it.
'Was she in the dance contest that night?'
Yeah. Her, and her partner Ken
were our main competition.
She would have done anything to win.
(male #1) 'Last chance for a practice dance.'
'One hour till starting time .'
'You heard me, baby.'
'One hour.'
Oh, my heels.
That's okay. I got another pair.
Come on, Benny. Dance with me.
No. I got a partner.
It's not too late to switch.
We won last year. We could do it again this year.
I'm with Sonya now, Doreen.
I'm better than her.
That don't matter. I love Sonya.
And I love Kenny.
But you and me, we could go places,
win real competitions in Manhattan and the like.
Get it outta your head.
It's not going to happen.
Hey, Doreen.
Got your headlights on, I see.
Why you got to be so selfish, Sonya?
You already got Benny in the sack.
Why can't I have him on the dance floor?
Why should I?
'Cause you can't keep up with him and I can.
- I ain't heard no complaints. - I ain't made any.
Fine, be that way.
You're not gonna be the king forever, Benny.
A lot could happen between now and the contest.
What is that supposed to mean?
It means I'm going home wearing that tiara.
- Problem, baby? - No, there's no problem here.
Come on, hot stuff. You're too foxy to fight.
- Polack. - Slut.
'"A lot can happen between now and the contest."'
And that's a quote.
You think it was a threat?
I just know she was dying
to be dancing queen two years running.
'Doreen Di Nova?'
Yeah?
We need to talk to you about Benny Rosen.
Benny the Rose? Ooh!
There's a blast from the past.
You remember threatening him?
What?
Uh, Gloria.
Hang on a second.
I need a smoke.
You been talking to Sonya.
Huh, right?
What is she a fatty now or what?
Make good on that threat, Doreen?
''Cause Benny was murdered that night.'
Oh, yeah? Well, that's news to me.
Where were you when the fire started?
On the floor, with my partner Ken.
What, did Sonya tell you I whacked Benny?
You denying you made a threat?
'I might have said something'
as a psych-out.
- To win the contest? - Yeah.
A 1000 bucks was like a million to us back then.
And Ken needed that money, bad.
Why's that?
This is ancient history, right?
I can't get in trouble for breakin' any narcotics laws?
We're homicide.
Well, back then
coke was the drug of choice.
Hey, Hoover, save a bump for me.
Don't worry, baby, I got more.
Damn!
You're out.
You snorted it all?
Crap! I'm in trouble, baby.
- Real trouble. - What do you mean?
I was supposed to deal that all that blow.
I'm into Chaney for thousands.
Well, you should have thought of that before
you snorted up all his merchandise.
I'm screwed. Chaney's gonna kill me.
You guys got the studio upstairs reserved?
That's right.
Well, if you aren't gonna use it I thought
maybe I'd get in some practicing.
We're gonna use it.
Doreen, that stuff throws off your timing, makes you sloppy.
If I were you, I'd be worried about Sonya's two left hoofs
'and not my timing.'
You used to be good, dedicated.
How come you don't practice no more like you used to?
What do you care, bagel boy?
We're still gonna wipe the floor with you and Sonya.
I guess I should've
realized Ken was an addict but, uh
at the time everybody was snorting
'like there was no tomorrow.'
'You still in contact with Ken?'
Nah. Fire busted us all apart.
Burning of The Bell was the day disco died in South Philly.
Was Ken an anti-semite along with being an addict?
Instead of Benny the Rose, he called him Benny the Nose, so.
So, Ken could have done something to Benny that night.
'Maybe to knock him out of the contest'
win that grand to pay off his coke debt?
Though Sonya says you
were the one who was so desperate to win.
Aah, well, that figures.
I mean, me and the Polish American Princess
weren't exactly soul sisters.
But I wasn't a coke fiend like Ken
and I wasn't into Chaney for thousands of dollars.
'The bullet's still in him?'
'Says it's a pain in his ass, literally.'
And, he'll only cooperate for a price.
- What price? - Neighborhood of two grand.
We don't live in that neighborhood.
Can't we compel him to give us the bullet?
- Get a search warrant? - Check with the lawyers.
Doreen's partner, Ken Mazzacone, served a stint
at Camp Hill in '82 for dealing coke.
Went straight, got a license
with the city, drives a cab now.
Want to go see him?
Where are you with Doreen and Sonya?
Both got motive, both got alibis.
They say they were on the dance floor when the fire broke out.
Witness statements from '78 back that up?
Yeah, I'm on it.
You two, see if you can find this cab driver.
Lil, go visit ADA Kite
and find out about that search warrant
for Mr. Rigley's backside.
Gotta take the first hack in line.
You're the hack we want, Ken.
Do us a favor, step on out of there.
You remember "Benny the Nose" Ken?
From The Bell?
- Yeah, I remember Benny. - Yeah.
Turns out he was murdered before the fire broke out.
- That's a shame. - Ain't it?
What's it got to do with me?
We heard you didn't like him.
That a crime? He was uppity.
'Cause he was a Jew?
'Cause he was a drag. A real goody two-shoes.
Wouldn't deal coke for Chaney, right?
Relax, this isn't drug bust.
Well, yeah. Chaney didn't like a lot of people telling him no.
He liked you, though.
Hey, I ain't denying I made a little extra cash
selling merchandise for Mr. Chaney.
Except you used more than you sold.
Ended up owing Chaney a lot of money.
Heard you had a real love affair going with the nose candy.
Yeah, well, I'm off of that particular
diet plan now, as you can see.
Thousand bucks, though.
Go a long way to paying off your debt.
All you had to do was eliminate the competition.
I've eliminated nobody. Didn't need to.
I was just as good a dancer as Benny was.
We heard Benny was the king.
Then you heard wrong.
Where were you when the fire broke out, Ken?
I was on the floor, warming up with Doreen.
Who's the rabbi?
'That's Benny's dad.'
- You sure? - Yeah, Mr. Rosen.
He comes into the cleaners sometimes.
- I'm gonna go say hello. - Why?
Because he's looking for Benny
and I'm going to point him in the right direction.
Mess with The Nose's head.
Mr. Rosen, Doreen Di Nova from the Fluff and Fold.
- Have you seen my son? - Sure.
He's in the White Room. Come on.
Know why they call it the White Room, Mr. Rosen?
'Cause that's where they do all the blow.
Cocaine.
You better stop talking, young man.
Or?
You don't want to know "or."
Right in there.
shalomy to Benny for us.
Man was pissed going into that room.
I wouldn't want to be Benny at that moment.
And you're positive it was Benny's father?
Hey, who else would be at The Bell hanging out
with a Frisbee on his head?
- Not a chance. - Don't say that, Kite.
'No judge is gonna sign a search warrant'
for a guy's body cavity to remove a bullet.
- Just won't happen. - So that's it?
- That's it. No sale. - Out of luck.
- Try again tomorrow. - Just like the exhumation.
You're still smarting about that?
We're supposed to be on the same team here.
'We are. And my job as your teammate'
is to let you know what's legally plausible.
This isn't.
How about the city offering some cash as incentive?
What is-what is this case anyway?
'It's a..'
...disco murder.
- Disco? - Mm-hmm.
Okay, look it..
- Stop that. Kite. - We should go dancing.
- No, no.
I'll take that as a maybe, huh?
Whoo!
Kite, honestly..
...this could be a deal breaker.
Eh, this, uh..
...this guy, the, uh..
...with the slug in his ass
is he in any trouble with the law?
Out on parole for a B and E.
Let me talk to his parole officer.
See if he'll go for reduced parole
in exchange for getting that slug taken out.
Do I have to do anything in return?
Dance.
'Why didn't you tell us'
'you were at the disco that night, Mr. Rosen?'
I didn't see how it mattered.
'Your wife know you went to see Benny that night?'
In orthodox temples, men and women sit apart.
I was gone, and back before the service was over.
'She didn't know.'
What did you say to your son?
That's private.
'Not good enough, Mr. Rosen.'
Don't you want to know who killed your boy?
The 22 other people?
Unless you already know.
We know you got a temper.
And how betrayed you felt by Benny.
You think I killed my own son?
You had opportunity, and motive.
You disapproved of him. You said so yourself.
For good reason.
'Dad.'
What are you doing here?
How can you pray in this cesspool?
What's it matter where I pray, huh?
As long as I pray?
And what are you praying for?
To win a ridiculous dance contest?
Or to get your hands on more blow?
I don't do that, Dad.
Come to temple with me.
It's Friday night. Sabbath.
I'm not going to temple.
I'm not going to dental school either, Dad.
You choose this degradation over your heritage?
This is my heritage now, Dad.
- Disco. - Disco's a fad.
Your family, the temple that's your life.
Disco's my life, Dad.
Alright? It's not a fad.
It's here to stay.
And so am I.
In fact..
I'm gonna marry my dance partner
the girl I love.
shiksa.
You do, and you'll never step foot in my house again.
Fine.
Then you're no longer my son.
I renounce you.
It's why I didn't tell you.
Why I never told my wife.
Those were the last words I ever spoke to my son.
"I...renounce...you."
Where'd you go after you left the White Room, Mr. Rosen?
I went back to the temple.
And while I was praying
my son was murdered
burned to death.
Kite did us a solid, swinging that deal with Rigley.
Rigley went for it pretty quick
when he found out he could miss a day of work.
Sweeping up cigarette butts in 20-degree weather
or taking an easy outpatient procedure.
I can see taking curtain number two.
Slug's in pretty good condition, considering.
Is it a match to Benny's bullet?
Congratulations, Detectives.
You have twins.
Nice.
16 witness statements say Chaney was at the judges' table
all the way up until the fire.
His gun, but he didn't use it.
What about our two dancing queens, Sonya and Doreen
and the cabbie, Ken Mazzacone?
Alibi's held up. People saw them all on the dance floor.
And we verified David Rosen was back in temple
before the fire broke out.
Who are we overlooking?
'Witnesses put Chaney at the judges' table'
but what about his son, Paul?
No statements about his whereabouts.
'Just his own, right? Said he was with his father all night.'
A father who's conveniently dead.
Little weasel like him, he'd know where his dad kept his gun.
And he'd have access to the White Room.
Now, we've only one problem, motive?
Why would Paul want to kill Benny Rosen?
'Paul Chaney was a little perv.'
He have any beef with Benny?
Paul kind idolized Benny.
Wanted to dance like him.
He any good?
Total klutz.
He was always showing off for Benny, "Watch me"
like an annoying kid brother, you know?
He show off for Benny the night of the fire?
Earlier that day he did.
We were rehearsing a number.
Hey, Benny
'can I cut in?'
We're kind of working on a move here, Paul.
'I know, the Argentinean Tango.'
I can do it.
Watch me.
- That's not bad. - Really?
'You think I could dancer one day like you, Benny?'
Yeah, Paul. Just you keep practicing.
I will, 'cause, one day
I'm gonna be the king like you.
'Hey, Doreen.'
Benny says I'm a good dancer.
Don't let it go to your head.
He thinks Sonya's good, too.
Dance with me, Doreen.
Yeah, alright.
Come with me.
Why would a disco queen like
Doreen let Paul feel her up?
Owner's son, maybe.
Where was Doreen taking the kid?
Toward the White Room.
Me and that little twerp?
What, are you nuts?
According to Sonya, you guys were all over each other.
He was all over me, more like it.
Why'd you let Paul grope you like that?
I felt sorry for him.
You take him back to the White Room?
We talked to your old dancing partner Ken.
Oh, yeah?
How's he?
Fat.
Ken says he can't remember you being
on the dance floor with him before the fire started.
I don't believe this.
You're trying to pin Benny's murder on me?
You got motive.
And without an alibi, you got opportunity.
Unless you give us good reason not to.
'We're going to have to arrest you.'
The hell you are.
I didn't kill Benny.
Then who did?
I don't know.
I swear.
I just wanted to win.
Here's the deal, you little horn dog.
I'm listening.
So, Benny always comes in here right before dancing, right?
Right.
While he's doing whatever he does
you sneak in wearing a ski mask
whack him one on the knee.
Use a baseball bat, a tire iron
anything that'll do the job.
And you'll let me make it with you?
You knock Benny out of the contest
I'll let you do whatever you want.
The only thing the little twerp was supposed to do
was wallop Benny on the leg
'put him out of commission.'
But instead he killed him.
Then torched the place.
I don't know what Paul did or didn't do.
I was on the dance floor
'like I told you.'
Oh, God.
I didn't want any permanent harm to come to Benny.
But the thought of that talentless bitch Sonya
winning the contest, and wearing the tiara.
I couldn't let that happen.
You gotta understand.
I was better than her.
Way better.
Twenty three counts of murder in the first degree, Paul.
I want a lawyer.
I don't blame you.
Won't make a difference.
We got physical evidence.
That's the slug from Benny Rosen's skull.
Here's a slug from your dad's gun
one you threw in the Delaware.
'Maybe you forgot'
you shot a Burglar back in '77.
They're a perfect match, Paul.
- So? - So.
We know the bullet that killed Benny
came from your dad's gun.
Which you had access to.
Plus Doreen told us about your little deal.
'Knock Benny out of the contest, get some action in return'
Except you knocked him out permanently.
'How do you live with yourself, Paul?'
Knowing you killed the disco king you worshipped
not to mention 22 other people?
Twenty three if you count your dad who drank himself to death.
I didn't kill those people.
Forensics says you did.
So does Doreen.
It wasn't my fault.
Whose was it?
It was..
It was Benny's fault.
Paul, what the hell?
Benny, I can explain.
Get off of me, you little twerp
before I kick your ass.
What are you calling me that for, Benny?
All I ever wanted to do was be like you.
You, like me?
You're the worst disco dancer in Philly.
'You think you're such hot stuff'
hogging up all the foxes for yourself.
Well, you aren't such hot stuff now, are you?