Reciever: One moment please. Good evening may I help you? Frank Rizzo: Yeah, let me speak to Brett Weir! Are: Uh, who's calling? Fr: Is he in? Are: Yeah, who's calling? Fr: Look, jerky, I don't need to talk to you! Are: You don't need to talk to me? Fr: (angrily) Get Brett Weir I said! Are: Hold on. (checks on the other line) He's upstairs reparing something, you want him to call you back? Fr: Look this is the super across the way. Are: Yeah. Fr: And, uh, he is supposed to be taking business for me and I'm very angry at that little jerk. Alright, now I'm gonna break his fu***n' head. Are: Well, what do you want me to to do? Stay in touch with you if you're aware... Fr: Alright, he knows what the f**k I'm talking about and don't have me come down here for you either, tough guy! You tell him to see me! Are: Super across the street? Fr: You got it, punk! Are: Okay, i'll tell him.