- Are you the man?
- I am the man.

- Can I get me some breakfast?
- Name it.

- A real breakfast?
- Whatever you say.

Double OJ and squeeze it fresh.

So?

A stack of wheatcakes with lots
of melted butter... maple syrup.

And fry me three, four, five eggs
with a mess of sausages

and a mountain of white toast
with strawberry marmalade

and... keep the coffee coming.

- No beans?
- You got beans?

- The most, señor.
- Them too.

You take milk?

- I said fresh.
- I squeezed it myself this morning.

OK.

Very nice.

Very nice. Now...
melt some cheese over those beans.

- What's the matter you're not in church?
- I'm a Baptist.

- Why are you working for the sisters?
- I work for myself.

- How come you're not in church?
- I got a business.

- But you're a Catholic.
- No! I was born one, but...

- Father Murphy...
- What's the matter with him?

- He drinks.
- He's a priest.

- He's Irish.
- Oh.

Holy, holy, holy, hm?

You pray hard enough and your stomach
doesn't feel empty any more.

Praying does not pay the rent
and praying does not fill up the gas.

God ain't gonna get behind
this counter and sling hash.

Me? I gotta fill my wallet.

- Hey.
- What?

- They pay you?
- Sure.

I just wondered.
I heard they don't have a cent.

Not a cent.

Crazy trying to farm that land.
They aren't mean enough.

That old Mother, she'll do.

Oh-h-h!

Old Gus Ritter -
he used to own the place.

He could grow potatoes on bare rock.

He left the place
to this religious order in Germany.

East Germany. The sisters
came over the Wall. They tell you that?

- No. Like in Berlin?
- Sí.

Over the Wall, across the ocean,
across the country to what? This.

- They can't even talk the language.
- I've been straightening them out.

- Yeah?
- Sho'nuff!

Hey, listen. You ain't
gonna hang around with the sisters?

- Nah. I'm just passing through.
- That's right!

The sisters ask you something,
you tell them no. Keep right on going.

- That pie there?
- Sure.

- The whole one. Can I have it?
- It's gonna cost you.

Wrap it. I'm a millionaire.
From Wall Street.

- My name is Homer Smith.
- Juan Aquilito.