All language subtitles for The Valachi Papers (1972)

You're out of bounds, Johnny.

Go fetch your ball, Johnny.

Hey, I just got in yesterday.

I didn't expect a brass band
or anything, but at least a "come va?"

What makes you think you got
the right, you son of a...?

What? What'd you say?

You act like this is a morgue.

I guess I'll go talk to Don Vito.

What makes you think
he'll talk to you?

Hey, everybody out. Quick.

I'll kill this guinea bastard,
so help me God.

Open up! Open up!

Get me out of here. I want solitary.

- First you let go of that man, Valachi.
- Like hell.

I want a promise of solitary, or this
knife goes right through his neck.

I can't stop him going in the hole
if he wants it.

Okay.

- You got your promise, buddy.
- Come on. Come on.

You don't like our cooking?

Maybe you think it's poisoned.

Hey, listen, I want a meeting
with Vito Genovese.

If Mr. Genovese wants to see you,
he'll let you know.

All right, then.

- I wanna talk to a lawyer.
- Sure. Why not?

Tomorrow, after exercise.

You telling me it's easier to talk
to my lawyer than it is to Don Vito?

36849, you have a visitor.

36849, you have a visitor.

Valachi! Drop that pipe!

Valachi! Drop that pipe!

Valachi!

At least I got Salerto.

Joseph Saupp, you mean.
You hit the wrong guy, Valachi.

Saupp's a check forger
from Alabama.

No connection whatsoever
with your people.

I'm telling you,
Salerto tried to kill me.

A dope charge and now a homicide.

You don't give me protection,
there's gonna be more.

You let an animal talk like that?

No wonder we've got trouble
in our prisons.

- Who the hell you calling an animal?
- You got a better word?

Father an alcoholic,
two brothers in insane asylums...

...two others killed
in a gunfight with police.

Screw you. I don't need nobody else
climbing on my back...

...and leave my family out of it.
Hear me?

I hear. You got me real scared.

Who the hell are you?

- Ryan, federal board.
- Oh, big deal.

- I seen you someplace? I know you?
- I know you.

- So you wanna dance?
- I wanna talk.

- I ain't a talker.
- Like to bet?

Did you hear what happened
to your friend Tony Bender?

- Who?
- Tony Bender. He's an underboss...

...of Vito Genovese, that's who.
He's disappeared.

You call lost and found yet?

Word is out.

- Rat.
- Vito, what happened?

Vinny was there at the dockside.
Joe Valachi, Tony Bender.

Salerto caught a slug. He was
dropped, but I hear he is doing fine.

The only two that got away were
Tony Bender and Joe Valachi.

They rats. An open contract.

No price. Anybody sees them,
they can have them.

Vito Genovese. Nice voice.

Mickey Mouse.

Wanna hear the punch line?

Genovese thinks you set them up
to get busted.

Bullshit.

I'm the only guy
can save your life now...

...but I'm gonna wanna know about
Genovese, his drug operation.

Why don't you ask your friend?

He knows a model prisoner
when he sees one.

Okay.

Warden, it looks like
we got ourselves...

...another short-sighted
mobbed-up punk.

I told you.

Take him back to the can,
and not solitary anymore.

If he meets up with a knife
on the way...

...send him a dozen roses
with my compliments.

- You wanna tell me something?
- Yeah.

Screw you.

Come on, Valachi.

- Where you taking me?
- You've been asking enough.

This time he's ready to see you.

- Genovese?
- Mr. Genovese.

Mr. Valachi.

Don Vittoni.

What did they ask you, Joseph?

The usual stuff:

"Who do I work for?
Where's Tony Bender?"

Of course, you didn't talk?

How can you ask me that, Don Vito?
May God strike me dead.

That Tony, guys like him,
they can't take the time.

Between ourselves, Joseph,
I think he talked.

What do you mean?

What does it matter?
He disappeared.

Hell, Tony was a sick guy.

To have to take orders from
a sick guy like that, Joseph...

...can be a very bad experience.

So who gives him the orders, huh?

Listen...

...Bender promised me
a deal for five years.

I pulled 15.

Now...

...they're gonna give me life.
- Bender was wrong.

All I know is he tells me
about some narcotics job...

...and suddenly,
there's cops all over the place.

Vinny's arrested,
Frank's arrested, Salerto.

Then I find out you're arrested.

I figure, "What the hell
is this world coming to?"

That's what I'm asking you, Joe.

All this time,
I don't know anything.

Nothing.

After my 30 days in quarantine,
I enter the population...

...and he tries to take me.

I say I gotta see you.

Once I see the right man...

...maybe I'll know what the hell's
going on around here.

And because you're the only one
who can put a stop to them.

Joe...

...sometimes I have
a barrel of apples...

...and one of these apples stinks...

...so it has to be removed,
or it stinks up the rest of the apples.

If I done something wrong,
Don Vito, show it to me...

...and leave me the pills.
I'll take them in front of you.

Who said you did anything wrong?

Joe, how many kids you got?

One.

How many you got?

Six.

That's a good thing to know.

You just made up my mind,
Don Vito Genovese.

Twenty thousand dollars
for Joe Valachi.

Pass the word.

All that's for my protection, huh?

Hell, no. It's for mine.

All right, you guys, keep moving.

Come on, don't stand around.

- Jeez.
- Break it up! You know the rules.

I ain't stood like this and looked
out a window in months.

That's very expensive, Valachi.
It'll cost you all you know.

For a start, take a look
through these mug shots.

What the hell's the hurry?

I want this over.
The sooner the better.

Place and date of birth.

Shit.

Place and date of birth.

Born in New York...

...September 22, 1903.

School?

- I went to the seventh grade.
- After seventh grade?

Hey, what the hell is this,
some who's who kind of bullshit?

I thought we were
gonna get Genovese.

Talk, Valachi.

After the seventh grade,
I worked on a sandboat...

...for one of your potato breaths.

The O'Brien Brothers,
30 South Street.

So far you're batting 1000, wop.
You ever finish school?

Yeah, didn't you?

Where?

Sing Sing.

My name's Tony Bender.

That's my bed, those are my things.

Be polite. Introduce yourself.

My name is Joe Valachi.

- You happen to know Joe the Boss?
- Joe the what?

You've never heard
of Joe Masseria?

Don't lie to me, Valachi.
I hate a liar.

I never saw him before.

Okay.

The Gap looks after you.

Tony Bender is a strong arm
for Mr. Maranzano.

We gotta be careful
you're not a Masseria man.

No, I don't know what the hell
all this crazy war talk is about.

In my gang, the gang I got,
everybody's pals.

Joe the Boss has been moving in
on Maranzano. Nice pal.

Some Mustache Pete
from the old country.

Sometime I'm gonna tell you
about my outfit.

Very big, huh? You got
a lot of men working for you?

Yeah.

I got seven guys.

They call us the Minutemen because
it only takes us a minute to pull a job...

...and it takes the cops two
minutes, maybe more, to show.

And what do you do? You go out
and throw milk cans at windows?

Bender's boss has 400 guys
in his gang.

Most of them torpedoes.

And that Mustache Pete
you were talking about...

...let's see, he's got 600.

As the paper says,
there's a war on.

Guys from Sicily,
guys from Naples.

Anytime you wanna mob up,
ask for the Gap, Paradise Restaurant.

Times change, Joey,
and awful fast.

The Gap was sure right.

Times were changing.

One week out of Sing Sing, I got
a tip on a silk factory in Brooklyn.

I pick up a couple Irish guys to fill in
part of my gang that's been arrested...

... and away we go.

All right, lady, let's have
your dough. And your watch.

What the hell's
a matter with you?

I take you out on a job,
and you act like a couple of pigs!

Stupid bastard. Son of a bitch.

You know, the police had radios.

Could cut my time
in less than a minute.

Out a week
and already in trouble?

- I'm on the run.
- I got eyes. Come on.

- What's all this?
- I met that guy in Sing Sing.

- Who is he?
- A friend of Gap's.

Who is he?

A friend of Gap's.
They met him in Sing Sing.

Why he is wet?

Mr. Maranzano wants to know
why he's wet.

I don't know why he's wet.

- Why's he wet, Gap?
- I don't know.

He don't know why he's wet.

You gentlemen are looking
for something?

Sorry to disturb you,
Mr. Maranzano...

...but did you seen a man
come in here dripping wet?

He had horns like this?

Nice.

This wet man, what he do?

He tried to rob a silk shop.
We chased him a couple blocks.

Racked up one of our cars.
Ditched his in the river and got away.

I sincerely regret
I have not met with such a man.

- Well, if you do.
- What you think?

I give him a job.

Good night, officer.

Good night, sir.

The first contract I worked on...

... was to hit a guy named
Steve Ferringo.

He was one of the lieutenants
who worked for Joe the Boss.

Ferringo? We were on to him.
At least five killings.

Bender got me to rent an apartment
same place where Ferringo lived...

... on Pelham Parkway.
One month's rent...

... under a different name.

There's Ferringo's apartment,
right across the courtyard.

First floor opposite.

Like I said, I got a tip-off
he moved in there last week.

- Make some coffee, will you, Gap?
- Sure.

I'll make coffee, spaghetti,
meatballs, anything.

You expected a little music,
or what?

You look musical.

You think so, huh?

Oh, Buster...

...why don't you go take a look
and see if the view's right from there.

- That's no problem.
- Buster from Chicago.

Go easy with him.

To date, nine killings.

Oh, yeah?

Still looks musical to me.

Okay, Tony, this one's
gonna be easy.

Hey, none of my business...

...but I rent this apartment.
If he shoots him from there...

...they trace it to me.

Now, everybody's seen me.
The neighbors, the doorman.

Okay.

We'll use this place as a stakeout
and hit him from somewhere else.

Staircase, window, corridor,
anyplace.

So?

Come on, Joe. You go upstairs...

...the corridor outside
Ferringo's apartment.

And give us the sign
when they come in.

- You got those pictures?
- Yeah.

Here's a little homework
to memorize.

Joe Masseria and family.

I never knew anybody could have
such an organization.

Masseria's outfit went as far west
as Chicago with Capone.

And how in hell Maranzano ever
expected to destroy Joe the Boss...

... that was beyond me.

Hold it!

- What floor you want?
- Punch yours.

Holy smokes. Holy smokes.
Guess what.

- What's wrong?
- I just saw that guy, Masseria...

...and these other two.
These other two.

Luciano and Genovese?
Oh, it's not possible.

- Yeah. Yeah!
- No, not possible.

- No, impossible.
- They got on the elevator.

I pretended I was going to the third
floor, they went to the sixth.

Come and take a look.
They pretended to go to the sixth.

Full house.
Must be having a meet.

Easy aces. What the hell?

Why don't we cross over
and take Ferringo in the back.

Hey, Mr. Bender, if you ask me,
why don't you take them all?

You and I can hit them from the top.

Gap, you can take them
from the downstairs.

But they're all up there in that room.

All you have to do
is spray the place.

You wanna be the boss? Okay.

I make a call to Mr. Maranzano.

Keep him quiet, Gap.

I'm getting restless.

Boy, oh, boy. You ought to
think it over, Mr. Bender.

You're only the wheelman, capisci?

When I give the word,
you bring the Packard out to the front.

Until then, I don't wanna hear
another word out of you.

Please.

Okay, Joe, have the engine running,
doors open.

Hold it a minute.

You run up and tell the boss
the coast is clear.

Boy.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

Something's bothering this guy.

Why do you talk?
Let him drive, Tony, huh?

I wanna know why he said
"boy" like that.

Joey, why do you say
"boy" like that?

Because we really had
a chance to hit.

Hit everybody!

Luciano, Genovese, Joe the Boss.

What the hell is wrong with you,
Bender?

Only the new guy,
he has a thought.

Why you didn't listen?

You said hit Ferringo,
so we hit Ferringo.

I believe in iniziativa.

- "Initiative."
- Initiative.

What organization, it means anything
without its people have initiative?

Valachi, he's a good driver?

Of course he is. You said
get the best, I get the best.

- You got a suit and tie?
- Sure, Mr. Maranzano.

Go away. Come back two hours.

- Yes, sir.
- Hey.

I swear by this man, Tony Bender.
You understand?

He was right to do the wrong thing.

He was thinking what's good
for the organization.

But you were a little more right.

From this day on, Joe Valachi,
you live by the knife and the gun.

You die by the knife and the gun.

Throw a finger from one to five.

Well, Joe, Gaetano Reina
is now your goombah.

He is responsible for you.

You have a problem, you see him.

With what finger you shoot?

Give me your hand.

With the spilling of the blood,
Joe Valachi...

...we are now one family.

Repeat after me in the language
of our fathers...

...or otherwise in English.

This is the way I will die...

...if I betray the secret
of the Cosa Nostra.

I will burn like the fires in hell...

...if my tongue speaks like Judas.

This being a time of war,
I make it short.

Two things the most important
to remember:

First, to betray secret of Cosa Nostra
means death without trial.

Second...

...to violate any member's wife,
the same.

And never use violence
with anyone in the family.

We help you,
because this is now your family.

Your job is to be a personal driver
for my underboss, Gaetano Reina.

He is a fine man, worthy of respect.

We are here together because Joe
Masseria has sentenced us to die.

So now, whether from Castellammare
or not, we are all one.

Today, what happened at Pelham
Parkway has got them confused.

They don't know how
we discovered their meet.

So now we concentrate...

...to get their main bosses:

Luciano, Genovese.
But most important...

...Joe Masseria himself.

He say he will make
no deal with us.

So until we kill him
once and for all...

...the war, it goes on and on forever.

Jeez, Bender, you missed one.

The same afternoon
we hit Dino Roselli...

... and Peter "Brown Eyes" Ellioni.

Next day, we took Charlie Ansaldo.

He had a nice car.

It's a shame we had to spoil it.

That's Frankie Baretta.
The Enforcer, they called him.

Nice day's work.

Sometimes it was straightforward
and easy. No sweat.

You let Masseria come in
and take over our machines.

- Mr. Maranzano won't like that.
- I didn't want no trouble.

You know the number
you have to call.

We're ready to service our machines
day and night.

Unless you want to change
your supplier.

Okay. Joe, put back
the Maranzano stickers.

Like that, my friend, you can sleep
better nights. That right, Charlie?

Tell me...

...who came calling?
Who was it left his card?

You don't have to talk. You only
have to deny it was Carlo Torrio.

Pity.

Carlo Torrio is a nice boy.

Doesn't look so nice there.

And with him,
Johnny "Golf Bag" Ponti.

Sam Petrelli.

But these are our boys
who are getting it also:

Johnny Buono, Pete Gianola.

But somehow we managed
business as usual.

That was big of you.

Well, sometimes you guys gave us
a little help yourselves.

- Only two cases?
- That's all.

- When do we get some more?
- Next week.

- All right, break it up.
- Screw you, mister.

This son of a bitch
did 100 bucks' worth of damage.

- I don't care, mister. Break it up.
- You can see yourself.

Okay, okay.

- Clear the road. Clear the road.
- Okay, okay.

- Go on. Go on.
- Get it running. Get it running.

Come on. Come on!

Ninety.

- Forty-seven.
- Come on.

Ninety-two.

I got so as I knew every bank
in the city.

Before, I could do the Bronx
with my eyes closed.

Now, it's like I am very capable
of Wall Street too.

Twenty-eight. A hundred twenty-eight
napkins, 43 table cloths.

And they say they served
only 73 dinners.

Some people ain't honest.

Chez Aldo. Second time
they gave us the wrong count.

Someday we go beat them
on the head.

Hey, hey,
can't you see this is private?

- Move, move.
- Next time, the right count.

Understand?
Tomorrow when I call you...

...have that counted money ready.
Remember.

- Very reasonable, Valachi.
- What are you talking?

We were dealing straight,
and they wasn't.

I mean, for instance,
take the fish market.

This guy Tony...

I forgot his last name.
He paid for protection.

Some of Masseria's honkies
start to lean on him pretty good.

He gives us a call.

Pack it up!

And we deliver.

Just like the cavalry
and the Boy Scouts, Valachi.

Just like the cavalry
and the Boy Scouts.

You know we hit nearly 35 of
Masseria's men...

... the first couple months.

The Castellammarese War,
they called it.

Who killed a boss was gonna get
every guy from Castellammare.

Any guy who was Sicilian,
that is.

- Must have been bad for business.
- It was terrible.

Car!

Come on. Bring him in.
Put him on the couch.

- My God, Papa. Papa! Papa.
- Put him there.

- Oh, God. Papa!
- Be silent. Show dignity.

They hit us just when your husband
was gonna open the garage door.

You are my husband driver?
You are Joseph Valachi?

Yes, ma'am.

- Papa.
- Remember this, Maria.

Always he lived with death.

Always he wait for this to happen.

I have learned to wait with him.

We know who do it, Donna Letizia.

Don Salvatore, I have lost him.
Bring him back to me.

I cannot bring back the dead,
only kill the living.

My love for your father
was without end.

I don't stop till I find...

Too many good men are dead.

These killings very bad...

...for everything.

With all respect for the widow...

...we did not seek this war.
- Who sent you, Mr. Luciano?

- Nobody sent him.
- Is true, Mr. Luciano?

Like he said.

Salvatore...

...we are from the same country.

And now we've...

...come to kill each other
far from home.

It's our people who die.

The blood of our blood.

And with the cops on our tail...

...it's hurting all the business.

So even if Joe Masseria
doesn't want to talk about peace...

...Mr. Maranzano...

...we do.
- While Joe Masseria live...

...no peace.

Please believe when I tell you I held
your husband in the highest respect.

My condolences.

Hurry.

No!

They come in peace.

Look at that Anastasia.

He wants somebody
to start something. He's nuts.

Charlie "Lucky" and Genovese
said they came for peace.

And one day at Scarpato's in
Coney Island, they set out to prove it.

How about a game of cards?

Yeah, we play Tresette.

I have to go to the john.

Vito, there's a deck in the car.
Why don't you go get it?

Don't you think someone
should call the police?

So that's how Joe the Boss died?
We never knew for sure.

Is that so? Well, don't expect me
to do no more talking anyhow.

- I'm tired. I'm gonna get some rest.
- Sit down.

- What the hell you doing?
- We got a lot more talking to do.

- I ain't gonna eat that.
- So starve.

- How do I know it ain't poisoned?
- You don't.

So you taste.

How do I know you ain't eating
only the good part?

I wanna do my own cooking, Ryan.

Maybe. If you keep on talking.

And I want a hot plate
and a refrigerator.

And like I said,
I'm not talking anymore.

My rules, Valachi.

You wanna starve here or go back
to where you came, be my guest.

What happened then,
after Masseria's death?

What the hell's that got to do
with Genovese?

- Ryan, I wanna get Genovese.
- My rules.

- All right, we got organized.
- Organized?

Yeah.

In the borgates.

- Territories.
- Big deal. You know Italian.

- That make you an honorary wop?
- One territory for each family.

That's right.

And all the families were
responsible to the capo dei capi.

The boss of all the bosses.

And it is with humility
I accept this title.

But as a father, I am also obliged
to remind you...

...that all of us here
are in a foreign country.

And if we don't help each other
like brothers, nobody win.

While we were killing, others outside
were making their moves.

The Irishman, they own the politician.

The Jews, like Lepke, Shapiro, they tie
up the garment center and the unions.

And the Dutchmen,
they beat us at the numbers.

So, what we do? We sit still?

- We hit them. We hit them!
- You are right, Anastasia, but first...

...we prepare ourselves.

From now on,
we divide to form new families.

Each borgate will have capo,
a boss.

Sotto capo, underboss,
and then comes lieutenant...

...under them...
- It's a nice setup, like an army.

Yeah. Except the wrong guy
is on the top.

In each city will be one family.

I already spoke with our friend
John Gianola in St. Louis.

Capone will be in.

Sam Garolla in New Orleans
and Pirelli in Detroit.

Only here in New York
will be different...

...because we are so many,
will be five families.

Charlie Luciano will head one.

Tom Gagliano another.

And the others
will be under Joe Profaci...

...Joe Buona and Vincent Mangano.

Think of it that we will provide
the service for the public.

Everything what the public wants:

Women, the best. To gamble,
the horse, the numbers.

Everything what the public wants,
and we give them a fair deal.

Everything except la droga.

The drug, it can destroy all...

...all what progress we make...

Sure, afterwards we go
and get laid.

And remember, what happened
in the past is finished.

If your own brother
was killed in this war...

...you don't look to find out who did it
to get even. You do...

...you pay with your life.
From now...

...is forgive, forget for my family.

You soldiers want to see
my sotto capo...

...you see Tony Bender.

Now I pick for my bodyguard,
the Gap.

There goes my spare time.

And for my driver, I pick Joe Valachi.

- Congratulations, Joe.
- Thanks.

- You have question?
- Very good, very good.

Hey, didn't we meet
somewhere before?

- Vito Genovese.
- I don't remember...

...but nice to meet you.
- Fine.

With the help of God,
let us bring success to ourselves.

And to this thing of ours,
great honor.

"From the captured spoils...

...he distribute one
to each of the soldier of the army."

It's from Julius Caesar.

That's a way you learn
the real command.

Everything I learn,
I learn from Caesar.

No kidding.

You remember what Caesar say...

...when he destroy
the tyrant Pharnaces.

Oh, can't say I do, Mr. Maranzano.

It slips me.

He say:

"I came, I saw, I conquered."

"I came, I saw, I conquered."

That's terrific.

Never know when a line like that
might come in handy.

You mean, you read all these books,
Mr. Maranzano?

Yes, when I was studying to be priest.

Oh, yeah, I heard that someplace,
Mr. Maranzano.

What kind of language is this?

- It's Lucretius. Is in Greek.
- Greek? You speak Greek?

I speak seven language.

Mr. Maranzano,
who are all those guys?

Oh, this is Caesar
as the high priest of Jupiter.

This is Caesar as Roman consular.

This is Caesar as dictator
and architect of Roman empire.

Which reminds me, tomorrow I have a
meeting with Genovese and Luciano.

I want you both to be there.

In case maybe we don't make
arrangement.

They betray their own boss.

If you was boss...

...you trust them?

Why didn't you break up
their family?

They would start another war.
I don't know yet who is on their side.

But tomorrow, I find out.

You no tell anyone, yes?

Good. I no like guns in my office,
but tomorrow...

And tomorrow, Tony Bender,
he pick me up at half past 1.

You meet me in the office
a little before 2.

- Yes, sir.
- And here, read this book.

Roman Civil War in English.

Thanks, Mr. Maranzano.

Don't I get a book?

Some men are born to read,
some not.

You found me out, Mr. Maranzano.

Some things are hard to find out,
some not.

- Good night.
- Good night, Mr. Maranzano.

Bet you can get 5 bucks
for that book, the leather alone.

What the hell's the matter with you?
It's a present from him.

I don't read so good,
but I'm gonna try.

For him? Tell me all about it
when you finish, please.

- You gotta a cock for a brain.
- So I'm a genius. What can I do?

- Open up. Open up. It's the police.
- Yeah, yeah.

It's about time.

Veni, vidi, vici, kiddo.

Jane, Mary-Lou, meet Joe.

- Hi, Joe. Greetings.
- Hiya, Joe.

Wait, wait. We're supposed to be
in Maranzano's office at 2.

Don't worry. The meeting's called off.

- Mary-Lou, make breakfast on him.
- Boy, am I hungry.

I don't believe you.
I don't believe you!

Relax. Tony Bender will tell you.

You better get rid
of that chewing gum.

Lay off, Jane.

Baby, I'm ticklish.

Hello, Tony? One second.

- Tony, hi.
- The meeting's canceled.

Yeah, I'll let you know
when the old man needs you.

- Have a swell time.
- Yeah, okay.

- Take it off, Jane.
- Hey, great.

Me Jane, you Tarzan.

Hey, hey!

Okay, Mr. Maranzano.

Salerto...

...remember...

...you and the Mad Dog
wait at the drugstore telephone.

I give the order,
you hit and don't miss.

Or we go back
on the mattress again, eh?

I hope you don't decide to call it off.
Genovese's boys took my brother.

Valachi, the Gap, they're late.

On their way over.
I just got through talking to them.

I don't like they're late.
When they come in, send them in.

Yes.

Well, what have we got here?

Mad Dog Coll and Steff Salerto
out for a walk?

There's a law against that?

- Move.
- Try me.

I'll cover him.

Where's Maranzano?

Sit down.

That's what I asked.

What you want?

You got a warrant? Let me see.

You no cops.

Come on!

I said, "No guns." Come on.

Help me, Judas.

Make the cross.

I no want sins on my children.

So who really killed Maranzano?

I guess you could say
it was Luciano and Genovese.

They hired the Bugsy Siegel boys
to pose like cops.

Hey...

...when those phony cops stopped
Salerto and Mad Dog Coll...

...they were on their way to do
the same thing to Luciano and Vito.

A matter of timing, I guess.

We always called him
"Lucky" Luciano.

Yeah, yeah, go on.

First, I eat something.

Okay, Valachi, you've had
your new toys I promised you.

I'm in a hurry.
So let me remind you...

...maybe you're 99 percent safe,
that doesn't mean your wife is...

...or your kid, what's his name?

- You son of a bitch.
- Magician, Valachi.

Start talking, or I pull more rabbits
out of the hat.

- Like these letters from home maybe.
- You hold back letters from my wife?

Well, it's nice to know you care. Do
you care about their safety as well?

- I want a guarantee they'll be safe.
- That's up to you, Valachi.

Now, I was asking you...

All right.

After Maranzano there was no more
capo dei capi.

Just Luciano, the Mangano boys,
Profaci...

...Venuto, Calliato.

The underbosses were
Genovese, Anastasia...

...Charlie Calesi
and the three Franco boys.

The lieutenants
were Johnny Gardena...

...Tony Bender, Mick Moretti...

...and Joe Adonis. You heard of him.
- Good. Okay.

Now, after Maranzano's murder,
which family did you go with?

What kind of dummy are you?
After the murder, I ran.

- Mrs. Reina.
- Yes.

- You remember me? I'm Joe Valachi.
- Yes, I know.

They shot Mr. Maranzano.

Now your husband was my goombah,
so l...

Come on. Come in.

Be careful, Mrs. Reina.
These steps, they're pretty steep.

- Let me help you, Mrs. Reina.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

- Hey, this is terrific.
- It will do for the moment.

Just until things quiet down.

- We will bring you food.
- You don't have to, Mrs. Reina.

I can always sneak out
and get something to eat.

- Even the windows have eyes.
- Hey, yeah.

And Joe Profaci is my brother.

Joe Profaci is your brother?
And he always eat here.

I see what you mean.

Thanks, Mrs. Reina.

My husband would do the same.

He was a good man.

Those pictures really told me
a lot about Maria.

You know, I never knew a kid
could do all those things.

I mean, have all those hobbies. When
I was a kid, I was just Joe "Cargo."

- Cargo?
- Yeah.

Because I used to make these carts
out of soapboxes.

"Car go," get it?

You know, I hardly knew my father.
Only saw him when we went on trips.

But I did have
a lot of respect for him.

Me too. Everybody had respect
for your father.

- Even the men that killed him?
- Oh, sure, they had respect.

You really are a good soldier,
aren't you, Joe?

I try. Maybe it's a feeling
you don't understand...

...that I have for these guys. It's like
we're all pieces of one another.

They make me feel like I belong.

Before now, you might say
I was a nothing.

- Maria. Maria.
- Oh, God.

Go to your room.

Mama, I'm not a child.

Sit. Finish. Sit down.

Maria is no toy, Mr. Valachi.

I wasn't playing with her,
Mrs. Reina.

Come on.

- Yes?
- Good evening, Mrs. Reina.

- I'm looking for Joe Valachi.
- I don't know anybody...

He's the guy who's been living
in your attic, Mrs. Reina.

Mr. Joe Valachi.

- What the hell do you want, Gap?
- You, Joey.

Put the gun down. It's okay.
You're back in the driver's seat.

- Who says?
- Come with me. I'll show you.

- Proof.
- The proof is...

...I could've shot you
in the back a week ago...

...being a big man
on campus, okay?

Okay.

No.

No.

No.

- Charlie, this is Joe Valachi.
- Ask him what he wants.

- Right now, I'd like...
- We talked it over.

He and the Gap want to go partners
on the numbers and slot machines.

Give him 20 machines.

But for the numbers,
they need the bankroll.

Okay. Hand them 10 G's.

Mr. Luciano is giving you
20 machines, his own labels.

That means no police interference
and the credit for a month.

You plant them, pay us 50 percent,
and they are yours.

Any problem, talk with Tony Bender.
He's your lieutenant.

That's pretty good. I already got
a few places picked in East Harlem.

Thanks Mr...

Mr. Genovese.

- Bye, Charlie.
- Wait a minute.

I got a call from Joe Profaci.
Brother of Gaetano Reina's widow.

According to him, Valachi has been
seeing the daughter...

...and has not stated his intention.
- Can I talk?

Yeah.

I gotta be straight. I don't know
nothing about my intentions...

...but I sure would like
to marry that girl.

Very fine. A nice Italian girl, and
the good blood doesn't go wasted.

Yeah, but the mother,
she thinks I'm a nobody.

Not now, she won't.
Now you are one of the family.

- Nice ring.
- Very nice ring.

Paid for?

Yes, Donna Letizia. Paid for.

Cash or with the credit?

Cash.

I always pay cash. I got a receipt.

No need. No need.

Made by the hands
of my daughter, Maria.

My friend and I...

...we drink to the gracious ladies
of this house.

To the gracious ladies.

It's time for me to speak.

I speak now for the future,
not for the past...

...which has sometimes
been unhappy.

From today, Donna Letizia,
I wish to be your friend.

For friendship is everything.
Friendship...

Friendship is more than beauty,
more than talent.

More than government.
More than anything except the family.

And perhaps one day, Donna Letizia,
you and your fine daughter...

...may have need of friendship.
Need of a friend.

A friend rather than a lawyer...

...who will lead you in circles
and take your money.

Or the police, who will end up only
by offending and upsetting you.

And if such a day should come,
I trust that you will turn to me...

...a friend of Joseph Valachi...

...a member of your family,
and the man whose friends...

...can be counted among
those who have respect...

...not only in this city, in this country,
but beyond the seas.

Donna Letizia, I await your answer.

Damn it, Mama, say yes!

Yes.

Mr. Genovese, you'll never know
today what you just did.

I know anytime you give
an order, that's it...

...but if ever there's something
special...

Maybe there is something special.

I want you and Gap
to make a hit.

A special hit.

There's my ladies.

All right, my ladies,
Daddy's going to do you gentle.

You ought to leave, Mr. Genovese.
The lights will go down in two minutes.

Hold them.

- Don Vito, we saw the doctor.
- Did you?

Yeah, it's bad news. I don't think
our friend's gonna recover.

As a matter of fact,
he's gone already.

- Natural causes, I hope.
- Oh, yeah, you might say that.

- Shortage of breath.
- Sit down, boys.

Vito, I don't think
you ought to stay. No lights.

Relax, tonight I want
to see the show.

- You know her husband?
- No.

- Oh, sure you do, Joey.
- No, I don't.

Your special hit.

No long speeches.

Just want to drink a toast
to Joseph and Maria.

Happiness, long life
and male children.

Thank you, thank you.
Thank you.

Mama, thanks.

How about some nice gifts, folks, to
set up this tremendous couple, huh?

Why'd you do that?

Albert, what's going on?

- Excuse me, please. Excuse me.
- The service is lousy.

- People always bumping into you.
- Behave yourself, Albert.

- Or we won't let you out at night.
- Just I don't like people crowding me.

- Mrs. Valachi.
- Good luck.

- Thank you.
- Good luck, Valachi. Long life to you.

Like I said, Joe, you've showed
you sure got taste.

- Thank you, Mr. Luciano.
- Shall we cut the cake, honey?

Sure. Sure, sure, sure.

This way, please. Hold it.

Hey, Joey. You remember
these friends of ours.

Hey, what's the matter with him?

He didn't recognize you
with your clothes on.

So Lucky Luciano
became the boss?

No, he appointed a commission,
a kind of board of directors.

Was he a good leader,
better than Maranzano?

I was doing okay,
so I guess he was good.

- How okay?
- I was pulling 2500 a week...

... on the slots.

And this new DA,
he gets ahold of Luciano...

... and gives him 30 years for running
cathouses. Can you believe it?

I figured that was a frame,
because Lucky wasn't a pimp.

So after Maranzano,
there was Luciano. Then?

Genovese.
But before we knew it...

I give half an hour, tops.
The judge is now getting the warrant.

Benedetto, could you come here
a moment, please.

Yes, Mr. Hewitt.

It's official. We'll have the court order
in half an hour.

Hewitt!

Hewitt. It's the only name
I hear these days.

Hate that son of a bitch.
I'd like to have one shot, so help me.

- Do you have my bags?
- Give me a minute.

- He don't got a minute.
- Valachi is driving me to the docks.

Then I better bring
the car around now.

What can the son of a bitch
get you for, Vito?

Everything's legitimate.
Legitimate.

He figures somebody
has to be minding the store...

...now that Charlie Luck is gone.
And he figures me.

You ought to know, Albert, even if
they nail you on a technicality...

...they still nail you.

Tickets? Tickets?

- Where's his tickets, Tony?
- In your coat pocket, Vito, honey.

You sew up the courts
and keep the politicians greased.

I'm seeing Naples and Marseille.

When I come back, we'll have
a whole network for drugs.

- I want to walk across that border.
- But we don't need the drugs, Vito.

- Even Charlie Lucky had to admit.
- Don Vito, you gotta get out of here.

Albert...

...I want a good report.

You make it nice and easy
when I return.

Darling, anything you want, you talk
with Albert and you will get it.

- Jesus, will you go already?
- All right, all right, all right.

- Good report, huh?
- Come on.

At least I don't have to see
any unemployment in Italy.

My good friend Benito Mussolini could
talk some sense into that Roosevelt.

Well, ciao, everybody.

Well, I guess that makes me
the boss.

But Genovese stayed in Italy
till after the war.

So the drug thing
didn't get started till '46 or '47.

You tired?

I think I talked too much.

Too much. Too much.

Well, then, let me go on for you.

In the war, you were a loan shark.

You muscled in on
one of your customers.

A guy named Mattie, ran the Prospect
Dress and Negligee Company.

They set it up for you
so that Local 25 didn't bother you...

...as long as you stayed
in the Bronx.

So now you were
a legitimate businessman.

You bought into
the old Paradise Restaurant.

Did all your shylocking there, pedaled
all your gas-ration stamps there.

Big profits.

You bought a new house
in Yonkers...

...on Shawnee Avenue.

The house cost 48 grand.
Later on you added five rooms.

- How much did that cost?
- Ten grand.

The awnings cost 2500.

Then you went into horse races...

...which is known in the trade
as the big fix.

- I never threw a race.
- Because that would be crooked.

Son of a bitch. Your information's
so tight, you go ask anybody.

My Knight's Duchess was one
of the best horses on the East Coast...

...and I ran her fair.
- Starring Margaret O'Brien.

Goddamn it, listen.

Salerto came to me with orders
from Tony Bender to throw a race.

You think I listen?
I wouldn't pull that horse.

Knowing you to be the
sportsman's sportsman, I wonder.

You wanna hear what I said,
or don't you?

All right, Valachi. What did you say?

You son of a bitch!
I don't pull a horse for nobody!

Joe, you don't lay a hand on a friend.
Those are the rules.

It ain't rules to throw a race.
You tell Bender he can go to hell.

- You tell him.
- There's gonna be a table, Joey!

There's gonna be a judgment.

And Anastasia is gonna be
the judge.

Send us mantre d'. And quick!

Now, everybody knows
that Anastasia, he's crazy.

With him, it's always, "Kill! Kill! Kill!
Hit them! Hit them!"

Boy, I didn't think I'd have
a chance at the judgment.

The hell's wrong with you,
Valachi?

- I'll tell you the way it was. Salerto...
- Shut up!

You've been in this life for 20 years.
You know better than to hit a guy.

- I know that, but Salerto...
- You don't know shit! A rule's a rule.

- Taking a swing at one of the family.
- He said Tony wanted me to fix a race.

- You told Valachi to go fix himself?
- I had 15 grand on that race, Albert.

For 15 grand, you tell your own soldier
to fix himself?

Well, we all done it for less, Albert,
one time or another.

Not funny. You are gonna
pay Valachi 15 grand.

- I?
- And you owe Salerto an apology.

- Sure. Hey, Salerto, I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

- But... But this is a soldier.
- Shut up, Tony. Shut up.

Lucky, you're Vito's man. I had a
lieutenant talk back, I'd have him ate.

- Yes, Albert.
- Now out. All of you.

Valachi, Gap. I wanna talk to you.

- I got a message from Don Vito.
- Oh, from Italy?

He's been hearing rumors
about Donna...

...and wants you boys to look after her
starting this evening at the club.

The story is that she's been
screwing around...

...and I'd like to see her put away.

But that's not my business,
so forget I ever said it.

You understand?
You understand?

Nobody ever knew why Anastasia
was in such a good mood that day.

But at one thing he was right about,
though, was that girl of Genovese's.

She was trouble.

So?

Good evening, Donna.

I'm an agent for Phil Spitalny
and His All-Girl Orchestra.

- We're looking for a cymbal player.
- Get the hell out...

Actually, I'm your new bodyguard.

And I promised Don Vito
I wouldn't bite off more than I could.

Jesus Christ.

I gotta ask you a question.

How can you do it?
I mean, physically.

With another dame.

I follow the bouncing ball.

Boy, oh, boy. I'll be out in the car.

I mean, looking at it my way...

...I can only think of me
in the middle.

Come back tomorrow, honey,
we'll put on a show.

Come on, baby snooks.

Get up.

Say good night to your snookums.

- Donna... Get your hands off me!
- Next time pick on somebody my size.

Call Eddie. Tell him to throw
these bums out.

Okay.

Baby, you don't have
to worry about the Gap.

For one thing, I...

I wouldn't know how to explain it
to Don Vito.

For another, he'd have you killed.

All of a sudden, the son of a bitch
sends me a goddamn watchdog.

Well, you know how it is, honey...

...when you have a bitch in heat.

- Everything okay, folks?
- Sure.

It's all Emily Post, you schmuck.

Ain't that right, little flower?

That's right.

Right.

Right.

Boy, oh, boy.

- That all you can say?
- I can say a lot worse.

As far as I was concerned,
that girl was a black widow.

You know what I mean?

Gap became so far gone,
he didn't even care...

... whether he was seen
in public with her or not.

Where's Gap?

- Where's Romeo?
- Mr. Romeo?

Excuse me.

Everything seemed
to be going great.

Everybody was into legitimate
rackets, politics, unions.

Anastasia, he was happy
playing the boss.

None of us ever thought Genovese
would come back from Italy.

But you guessed.

- Hello, darling.
- Ciao, honey.

- Go wait in the car.
- Okay.

Hello, Bender.

You look pretty good and fat.

Trying to look
our best for you, Don Vito.

- What are you doing with our friends?
- Lots of things.

- Name five.
- Well, now.

Who do we get
to make drug connections?

Jeez, Don Vito, Albert's
kind of told us to lay off drugs.

- Hello, Valachi.
- Don Vito.

- How's business?
- I got a restaurant, some horses.

- How many horses he got, Tony?
- I don't know.

You should, you're his lieutenant.

How about you, Gap?
What have you been up to?

Oh, you know, a couple of numbers.

That's what I've been hearing.

We shall have to lose a lot of weight
around here. I don't like it.

A shame Anastasia, he didn't come
to meet me.

All right. A lot of time to make up.
But I'm in no hurry.

Even if it takes years.

We got to get back like it was.

You are a good friend
of the Gap's, aren't you, Joe?

- Yeah.
- Know where he is?

Jeez, Don Vito.

When you see him,
give me a call.

Sure. Sure.

You're involved
in this thing too, Joseph.

Get out of here with respect.

I want to hear that you saw him.

Shall I hit the lights, Mr. Valachi?

No, I'll take care of that. Lock
the back door on the way out.

- Good night, Mr. Valachi.
- Good night.

Joey. Joey, please let me in.

Joey, it's the Gap. Please.
Please let me in, Joey.

Joey, please.

You must be crazy.
They gotta know you'd come here.

Lock the door.

That goddamn broad
told everything.

Yeah. What the hell
did you expect from her?

Now Vito has an open contract
on you.

I had a shootout with Bender.

- Can you believe it? With Bender.
- Holy hell, Gap.

Oh, it was crazy. Like 30 years ago
had never happened.

You know I'm supposed to hit you?

Do me... Do us a favor.
Leave the country.

Right on Pelham Parkway.

Remember once when we hit
Masseria's boys.

It's bad for me,
it's bad for my wife and my kid.

You just can't believe it, Joe.
I get off the L, and there they are.

They went from me...

Hey, goddamn, Tony.
I don't want shooting here.

You can only help the guy
just so much.

Then you're out of line.

Look, Bender, we've been together
for, Christ, how many years?

Twenty, 30?

- At least give me a choice.
- What choice?

Dead is dead.

The way you're gonna hit me.
Wanna shoot me?

Get it over with.

Oh, shooting's terrific. You always
loved playing with guns, eh, Tony?

Not having any friends at all.

Yeah, I'd just as soon
shoot you, Gap.

If it were up to me,
I'd say, "Okay, whatever you want."

But Don Vito wants a present
for a girlfriend of his.

Shoot me!
Come on, Salerto, shoot me!

No!

- No!
- Cut it off.

- Jesus, no!
- You'd better apologize to Don Vito.

No!

No! No!

Can't leave him like that.

There's his gun.

Use it.

Oh, God.

Jesus Christ, Gap.

Christ, Gap. I'm gonna take you
to the hospital. Let's go.

- No. Go away.
- Yeah.

- Come on.
- Leave me alone.

- They're gonna fix you up. Come on.
- The gun. The gun, please.

They'll fix you up. Come on, Gap.

The gun. Joey, the gun.

Oh, hell, Gap. I told you
about that broad.

- You should have stayed away.
- Jesus, anything else?

The gun, please.

The gun. Joey, shoot me.

Please!

For the love of God, Joey,
please, shoot me.

Holy hell, Gap.

- Holy hell.
- Joey. Joey, please.

It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.

How long has he had the fever?
And what about the doctor?

He said he'd be back in the morning.

- I wanna sleep.
- Yeah, that's right, you sleep, boy.

Go ahead, sleep. Me and your mommy
are gonna be right here all the time.

You go ahead, sleep.
I'll leave this here.

You must go away.

Just for a short time.

Take the boy and go someplace.

It'd be good.

They closing in on you again, Joe?

You don't tell me I'm wrong.

Jesus.

I don't know who the hell's side
I'm on anymore.

It used to be so good.

The feeling, everybody working
together, belonging together.

Oh, Joe, once and for all,
get out of it.

Would your mother
say that to your father?

My father was a lieutenant.

Like you said yourself, Joe,
things were different in those days.

Now, every time you try to build
something, they take from it.

- Some kind of self-respect...
- I not gonna bother explaining to you...

...because you don't know
anything about it.

I try not to.

What the hell is that
supposed to mean?

Joe, there are days you come in
and there are nights...

...I know your hands
have been covered with blood.

Does Mr. Genovese
or Mr. Bender...

...give you some kind of magical
power so you don't feel anything?

I never hit nobody
that never deserve.

Honest to God, Maria.

We only hit the guys
who cheat on the family.

What do you want me to do?

You want me to say, "Hey, Vito,
I'm only gonna hit the following guys"?

You can't do that.

You see, if you believe in
the family, then you fight for it.

It's no different
than being in the Army.

Then why are they closing
in on you again, Joe?

Jesus, I don't know.

- You don't?
- Honest, I don't know.

That's why I want you to take the boy
when he's feeling better...

...and you go to your cousin's.
And I'll call you after.

After what, Joe?

After what?

After it's over.

Son of a bitch.

Now I'm gonna tell you why
it was necessary to hit double-A.

Before I went away, we had
an organization, a structure.

Everybody had a place.
Everybody had a position.

Everybody was responsible
to everybody.

When I come back, I learn that nobody
knows what anybody else is doing.

Or else nobody cares.

And when nobody cares, that's how
people get fat. That's anarchy!

Anastasia commercialized
this thing of ours.

He brought in hundreds because
they were willing to pay money...

...for the privilege of belonging.
Anybody.

Lots of nobodies.

But I can only tell you this:

I wouldn't pay a nickel
to join this outfit.

I look up on it,
I look up on you...

...without respect.

- Don Vito...
- Shut up!

First...

...I want to see these people out.

Get rid of them.

Give them back their money.
They don't belong.

Next...

...Anastasia was shot
because he made a second mistake.

I'm talking about drugs.

With our influence in the unions,
in the courts and with the cops...

...we can walk right in
and start to deal.

I got suppliers from China
just waiting for the word.

- So starting right now...
- Get out, get out! Everybody! Quick!

Police! The police! Get moving!

- Don Vito, come on, hurry.
- Valachi.

Don Vito, we gotta get away.
Come on. Hurry.

Where is Valachi? Valachi!

Valachi, what is going on?

- Somebody tipped the cops, Don Vito.
- I wanted to meet in Chicago.

But that goddamn Maggadino
said upstate's cool.

It's cool, all right.

They disgust me.
They've got no dignity.

I'm not gonna lose my self-respect
because of smalltime yokels.

All right,
stop it right over here.

Where do you think you're going?
All right, let's get the hands up.

Come on, let's go.

Hold it. Hold it.

Hold it right there.

- What's the problem, officer?
- Did you just come from that house?

As a citizen of the United States,
I am aware of my rights...

...under the 4th, 5th, 6th and
14th amendments of the Constitution.

Unless you have an arrest warrant...

...I can sue you
for infringing on my rights.

Drive on, Joe.

What the hell did he say?

Jesus Christ, no matter
how hard they leaned...

...no matter how hard they squeezed,
you took it like a dog.

When they made you kill your best
friend, after they cut his balls off...

...you just pointed that trigger
and called it an act of charity.

Oh, what the hell
do you know about it?

And what'd you ever have
that was better?

Nothing. My parents traveled
steerage just like yours.

They went through poverty
just like yours.

I fought every day before,
during and after school.

Big deal. Instead of being called
a wop, I was paddy. I was a mick.

The difference between us, Valachi,
is that I stopped spreading my legs.

Yeah. Yeah.

And then you joined Hoover's team
and became Jack Armstrong...

...all-American boy!

Screw you. I don't have a wife
who's going into hiding.

I don't have a son who doesn't know
who his father is.

I don't check the windows
before I leave my house.

And if I had to kill
to save my neck...

...I'd make goddamn sure
I killed the right man.

Face the fact, Valachi,
you're one dumb guinea.

Shit, you were a snap to break.

- What?
- I'm the guy that started...

...squeezing you
from the other side.

Remember? After Appalachian,
we were picking everybody up.

We got over 100 guys.
Nobody would talk.

I don't get it.
What are you talking about?

We wanted to know about Vito
and the drug operation.

I figured we had to start
at the bottom.

And I'm the guy that sent
those two agents to visit you. Yeah.

We noticed you're enlarging
the restaurant.

- It's illegal, huh?
- You got a record.

- You have to have a license.
- License ain't in my name.

Then you won't care
when it's revoked, will you, Joe?

First, you find some tax clause
to close my dress factory...

...now you're hustling me
about the restaurant.

What have I ever done to you guys?

Tell us about the Vito organization,
his drug network...

...and we'll forget that license.

Come on.

- How much?
- Everything you know.

I don't know anything about Vito
or about any organization.

Okay. All you don't know.

- What is it worth?
- Five thousand.

- Fifteen.
- Shit.

Apiece. Tell them
we're closing this place down.

Give me a call when you've
thought it over. Come on, DiSavio.

My boys did a good job on you.

You thought they were
really on the take.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Some bunch, I'm telling you.

Putting the squeeze on
a respectable businessman.

Oh, sure. Anyway,
you didn't have the 30,000...

... so we guessed
where you'd have to go.

Hey, Bender...

...I'm in a bind.
I need 30 grand by tomorrow.

- Okay, if you do me a favor.
- Sure, I'll do you a favor.

Meet me at the docks.
Monday at 3.

Tony, if you're gonna connect
with a shipment...

...and that's where the money is,
then I'm gonna stick with you.

That's how you got into
the drug business, Joe.

- I gotta thank the FBI for that, huh?
- No, I'll give you credit for initiative.

- I'd rather be driving the car, Tony.
- Shut up.

And let me handle it.

- The one with the red mark. That's it.
- Okay! Take it away!

- It don't smell good.
- Shut up.

Come on. Let's go, let's go.
Come on!

Mac, the one with the red stripe.
Put it in the car.

- Hey, where's Tony?
- Gee, I don't know.

Open up!

Come on. Open up there!

Hurry up. It's the police.

- What do you want?
- I got a search warrant.

- Search warrant for what?
- Narcotics.

Push it.

Come on, come on.

Just lay off my stuff, guys.

I'm very neat. He's the slob.

High-grade.

- Donna.
- Yeah, what is it?

Somebody stashed that.

- Who was up here?
- Nobody.

Yesterday, Tony Bender
and Joe Valachi.

Bender.

Joe Valachi.

It was all too pat.

Looked too easy.

- Good thinking, Joe.
- I guess it was you.

Sort of. We had a tap on your line
all the time.

Wasn't too difficult to find that
the meeting was at the docks.

Son of a bitch.

You guys are twice
as crooked as we are.

- casualties or damage.
New York City:

This morning,
government agents...

... arrested Mafia kingpin
Vito Genovese...

... reported to be directing the flow
of drugs on the eastern seaboard.

Genovese is being questioned...

... about the predawn shootout
on Pier Two in Brooklyn.

Police officers state that half
a million dollars' worth of heroin...

... was seized
in Genovese's apartment.

And $2.5 million worth was found
on the docks.

Arrested were Steff Salerto,
Vincent Maro and Fred Vilac.

Our news. Tehran University
Geophysics Institute...

- Hello?
- Hey, Bender.

Call me at 6:00 at the old lady's.

Hey, Maria.

Just talk. Say anything.
I wanna hear your voice.

Why, hello, Helen. How are you?
I didn't know you were back.

We're all fine, honey.

Take care of yourself.

All I could do was drive around
until I got through to Bender.

My own line was tapped. There was
no telling who they'd picked up.

All but Tony Bender.

- Hey, Tony.
- Where are you?

- In the country.
- Where?

Outside Hartford.

- What's your number? I'll call back.
- It's...

...642-3948.

Boy, there'd been so many new guys
in the family coming and going...

... could've been anyone squealing.

All I thought about
was trying to keep cool.

Keep from getting burned.

- Somebody set us up.
- Don Vito says...

...if he's arrested,
wants everybody with him.

- What kind of crazy order is that?
- Don't worry.

You'll get off light.
It's already arranged.

Oh, no, Tony. I'm not taking the rap
for somebody else.

Therefore, this court sentences
Joseph Valachi...

...to the federal penitentiary...

...there to serve not less than 15 years
from this day forward.

You get me an appeal.

I can stand for five.
But if that 15 sticks...

...Im not going into the can alone.
You tell Bender that.

What do you have to do
before you fight back?

I told you everything I had to say.
Your books are up-to-date.

That's not enough. Think about
Appalachian for a minute.

Think about all those heroes
running through the woods.

- I thought about that a lot.
- Stand up, for God's sake.

Joe, listen, there's
a Senate hearing commission.

They can make a law.

That law will cut them down, prohibit
their activities once and for all.

But you have to speak, Joe. You have
to tell them what you told me.

- What's in it for you?
- The same thing that's in it for you.

A kind of peace. You wanna
stay in hell, that's your business.

I'm offering you a way out
the other side.

Suppose I talk to this commission.
Then what?

A law goes on the books,
and I guarantee it'll be enforced.

And I'm still in solitary confinement
the rest of my life.

But at least
you won't go in there blind.

What about Maria? My kid?

Wherever she wants to go,
I give you my personal guarantee...

...that she will get there safely.
With a new name, passport...

...and enough money
for the rest of her life.

- Think it'll really happen?
- What do you think I've been after?

Christ, everything you say
has tremendous implications...

...for the Justice Department,
for the country itself.

You can make a break, Joe.
Not only for everybody else...

...but for yourself.
You can get out of it.

- When do I take the bat?
- Tomorrow.

Okay, Ryan. Looks like you're on.

See you later.

When did you become a member
of this organization?

- 1930.
- 1930.

What's the name of it?

Cosa Nostra.

- In Italian.
- Cosa Nostra. In Italian.

I think that
it's an important question...

... that there is no particular pattern
which would make you feel...

... the crime is in any way
a problem...

... associated with those
of Italian extraction.

Senator, I'm not talking
about Italians.

I'm talking about the Mob.

Continue.

They gave me this piece of paper.

- I was to burn it.
- Demonstrate what you did.

In other words,
I took this piece of paper.

It's burning.

It's lighted in your hand.

That was symbolic of the fate
that was to befall you...

- ... if you betrayed the organization?
- Senator, what I'm telling you...

... what I'm exposing to you...

... to the press and to everybody...

... this is the promise I'm breaking.

Even if I talked, it's...

Hey, Ryan. This thing's fabulous.

They're trying to make
a monkey out of him.

I hope they nail his ass
10 times over.

We're after headlines, for God's sake.
They're after votes.

So Genovese was your godfather.

Godfather is different.

When you...

When you go to the church,
you baptize a baby.

This is a godfather.

The sworn testimony
you just heard...

... came from the lips
of Joseph Valachi.

Lips supposedly sealed
more than 33 years ago...

... when he joined
the Cosa Nostra.

But today, before a nationally
televised Senate hearing...

... the 60-year-old convicted burglar,
dope peddler and murderer...

... talked in such a way
that he seemed to draw...

... the sympathy of the crowd
and the crime committee.

Valachi said he was talking
because he wanted to.

But it's possible that he is talking
to protect himself...

... from his syndicate boss,
Vito Genovese...

... who had ordered him killed
as an informer.

- But how safe do you feel?
- How I feel now? Right now?

How safe do you feel?

- Now, at this moment?
- Yes.

I feel fine.

How would you feel
if you were back in prison?

I would have to protect myself
against them, senator.

I would have to kill...

- ... or be killed.
- Now, would it be fair to say...

... that if you went back to prison
that you would be a dead man?

If they got to me, I wouldn't be
in prison five minutes.

- Two.
- Now here, we show you...

... the Genovese family,
broken down into its various units...

... demonstrating the wide range...

Listen carefully.

A hundred thousand dollars
for Joe Valachi.

Hold it.

You were fine. No fault of yours.

- From your wife.
- Room's clear, sir.

Cheer you up.

- which would make him feel
that crime is in any way...

... a problem associated
with those of Italian extraction.

Senator, I'm not talking
about Italians.

I'm talking about the Mob.

Continue.

In other words,
I took this piece of paper.

And it's burning.

It's lighted in your hand.

That was symbolic of the fate
that would befall you...

...if you betrayed
the organization?

Senator, what I'm telling you...

... what I'm exposing to you...

... to the press and to everybody...

- I didn't have time to see it all.
- You were lucky.

He's kind of ridiculous.

Like a bad comic strip.
That's what it was.

I'll see you.

Guard!

Guard! Help! Get in here!

Take the weight off his legs.
Get the chair up.

- I got his legs.
- Cut him down. Cut him down.

Let me have him slowly. That's it.

Easy.

- Steady now.
- Put him on the table there.

Put him on the table.

- Where's the doctor? Get the doctor!
- All right. Right here.

Okay, boys. Thanks a lot.

Attaboy.

Come on, buddy.

Open up.

- Joe?
- Okay, I'll take care of him.

- Come on, buddy.
- Move over.

We gave him some letters
from his wife...

...and he just tore them up. Look.

You knew he was
in a depressed state.

Why wasn't he given sedation?

Look, Mr. Ryan, I
can't have a doctor, a psychiatrist...

...and 24 guards watching
your canary for the rest of his life.

- I know. I'm sorry.
- Wait a minute.

He'll be all right.
He's as strong as a bull.

As soon as he's better,
take him to the infirmary.

- All right, doctor. I will. Thank you.
- Thank you.

Come on, Joe.
Let me give you a hand.

Take it easy, Joe. Get over
on the bed. Come on. Let me help.

Here.

Joe, I was just...

Yeah, yeah.

You were just following orders.

Joe, I don't make the laws.

Christ, don't look to me
for any more alternatives.

You got burned, Ryan.

You wanted the law.

But they wanted a gangster story.

I thought maybe
you had something better.

I admit I've been had all along.

Yeah, well, you weren't the only one.

I've been taken too.
Believe me, Joe. I'm sorry.

Oh, hell. It's like you said...

...Im gonna spend
the rest of my days in prison...

...but I don't go in blind.

Any time you wanna come visit...

...we'll crawl together.

Well, at least you get
Genovese on the run.

I hear he's got $ 100,000
out for you.

Anybody else, it would be a million.

Genovese...

...he's a cheap guy.

Joe, you son of a bitch,
you know what you almost just did?

- Yeah.
- You almost took your own contract.

If you had committed suicide...

...that bastard wouldn't have had
to shell out a nickel.

Hey, Ryan, you scored 100 percent.

Listen, Joe. I'm gonna keep you alive
just to spite that punk.

Yeah, and that's
not a bad reason to live.

Sheer goddamn spite.

Joe, let's get you to the infirmary.

- I'm okay.
- I say you're not.

Guard!

First thing we do
is get you back in shape.

I'll have you moved, Joe.

Somewhere in the country.

I'll handpick the guards myself, Joe.

Make sure none of those Cosa Nostra
bastards ever gets at you again.

That's gotta be
the one thing I do, Joe:

Make sure you live long after
Genovese's dead and gone.