All language subtitles for GANGSTER CHRONICLES 1981 PT 07

Captain of captains, boss of all bosses.

Charlie and his allies killed Joe
Masseria, winning the war for Maranzano,

who now united the warring factions into
an empire he controlled.

But Lucchese, Adonis, Genovese,
Costello,

Profaci...

And Luciano, the tough young men who won
the victory, realized they simply traded

Joe the boss for a Julius Caesar, who
would be undisputed dictator of an

empire.

And without action, gentlemen, nothing
prospers.

We learn also from Flavius Josephus,
Omnis que liberti

obedentai, vomodo shibunt, vomodo
imperare.

All those who know well how to obey will
know also how to rule.

You who share in our victory, you will
rule the soldiers of our society.

But Al Capone of Chicago would not
accept these grandiose plans.

As Caesar ranked his own Roman legion,
so we shall rank our own forces.

I talk to you now not of legions, but of
families.

To each family a leader, a capo, who
will rule with strength and modesty.

Under each captain and under captain.

To each family a consular to bring
wisdom and judgment to his leader.

Under those who rule again, there will
be rulers.

Capos de Decina, captains of ten to
each, ten soldiers to command.

Each will act with responsibility to the
leader above. Each will be responsible

for those who do his bidding.

Above all,

I, Salvatore Maranzano, will judge in
the matter of disputes.

I will act for you as a trusted father.

For myself, I will have nothing.

I ask nothing except the tribute of your
respect and the obedience,

the obedience by which we live and
prosper.

Obedience is the mother of success and
is wedded to Satan.

The capo of my own family, my strength
and my sword, Charlie

Luciano.

His sotto capo, the loyal Vito Genovese.

His counselor in all things, Frank
Costello.

My friend Gagliano will also rule.

Under him, his sotto capo, Tommy
Lucchese.

Joe Profacci has earned the honor to
lead a family. He chooses his own

underboss.

The other leaders, I will make known to
you.

The families unite in one man.

I serve all as all serve me.

Our discipline will be the discipline of
the Roman legionnaire.

All will accept without question,
without fear.

None among us will speak of the honored
society or of his own family.

No word shall pass to those who are not
part of us, not even our wives.

To speak is to die.

Nor will any one of us, upon pain of
death, strike out at a comrade. No

matter what the cause, no man among us
will last after the wife of a

fellow member of the honored society.

For this also I...

will judge and punish.

We now enter upon a new world,
gentlemen. Let us make it a world of our

own choosing. As men, we obey. As men,
we

act.

We're shooting.

Where? In Cuba. Hey, do you mind? I can
dry my own hair.

Dry your own hair?

You're going to Cuba?

Look, there's something going on with
Michael. I asked him to tell me about

the trip. He talks about molasses.
There's something he's not telling me.

Does everybody have to tell you
everything?

They'd better.

Except for Michael, maybe.

You still haven't told me about the big
night with Mr.

Maranzano.

The king gave himself a crown.

Lots of Latin and Greek to let us all
know that he'd read a book.

Act and obey.

Hail Caesar.

Went over like scarlet fever.

That's Maranzano.

He never told me what happened with
Chris.

We talk.

A lot.

I don't think I want to know.

She cares about you.

Charlie?

If you ever hurt her, I'll leave you.

That must have been some talk.

I'll be with Charlie.

At the casino?

No, somewhere else.

Didn't you forget something?

I love you.

Thanks for the kiss. You forgot this.

Thanks. I'll probably be late, okay?

to go home?

I think I left an hour ago.

Pretty soon.

What's today's handle at the track?

What, Michael?

What'd they do?

How much money got back?

Sports page under the race results.

It says 403,711.

403,711.

What's wrong?

I think somebody just pulled the pin on
a hand grenade.

I don't know where it's going to land.

It makes no difference.

Bootlegger Oney Madden's legendary
Cotton Club, where great black

entertainers performed for all white
audiences in the heart of Harlem.

Michael Lasker was right.

Bronx beer baron Dutch Schultz was in
the Cotton Club at the right time to

take advantage of a thousand-to-one
shot.

7-11, commonly considered a lucky
number, came up in the racetrack

parimutuel handle, the random figure
which determined the winners of the

numbers game.

Numbers was Wall Street for the poor.

The lottery where the nickel bet could
win $30, three weeks' wages.

A dollar could return $600, enough for a
new car.

In 1931, numbers operators brought in
$100 million a year.

So, you ever figure to sell this store?

Cotton puppies in on the market. Good.

I could use another place in Harlem.

Is that a fact?

What kind of deal you want to make him?

Well, Mr. Madden is saying that he ain't
interested in selling.

Well, Mr. Madden don't even know what
number came up today.

Mr. Isson's outside.

He'd like to speak with Mr. Schultz.

Tell him to wait.

Yes, sir. Ask Mr. Isson if he'd like to
join me.

And Mr.

Schultz. Yes, Mr. Madden.

Since when you let them in the place?

It's my choice.

You see the race results today?

The track candle, $4,711, Oney.

7-11.

And that's the day's winning number.

Governor Levin is considered a very
lucky number, Mr. Madden.

You know how many people bet that number
every day?

And they all bet it with Big Joe Listen.

And I sure hope that jig likes to sing
and dance.

Mr. Madden?

That's so, my wine bird.

I know.

They've got a proposition for you.

So what's on your mind, Joe?

I can't pay.

What?

I can't pay off.

Pay off what?

Seven-eleven.

Oh.

Why can't you pay?

Too many winners.

So?

I can't cover?

You can't cover?

The man books numbers and he can't
cover?

So what do you owe and how much you got?

It's okay.

Okay, we'll cover for you.

For that, we take two-thirds of the
Harlem action.

I thought, uh, we could work it out for
partners.

Are you done?

You got here trouble?

Mr. Rissom.

You don't pay off. How long do you think
you're going to be walking around?

What do I have to do?

See Bo in the morning.

We got a lock on Harlem. We're moving
south.

How far?

A minute, Maranzano.

So we see how tough he really is.

Stella? Stella?

Dearest Ben, you will never know how
much pain this has caused, but I must

leave you.

I'm taking the baby and going to Ruth's.

Please don't try to see me for a while.
I will be in touch. Love, Stella.

The Eagle Construction Company was
Maranzano's seemingly legitimate front

for his illegal betting parlor, open to
all comings.

Hey, how's the boy? This boy's terrific.

What we got?

Coming up.

Guy was in here this morning looking for
early action on the Democratic

Convention.

Roosevelt over Al Smith.

Yeah? What'd you tell him?

Told him to try elsewhere.

He got no odds.

I'll talk to Papaci and get you a line.

Next time, take it.

Horses, numbers.

In the back.

You close the hole you're playing with.

No, who are we playing with?

Mr. Marzano.

You tell him he should live and be well.

I promise a new world, Charlie.

What do I get?

Dutch Schultz.

He kills my man and he takes my money.
All right.

So we kill one of his, so we know what
happened.

Now we know what to do.

First, the Dutchman.

And that other one, that Weinberg.

Blood is still wet from the last war.

Right now the score is even.

One for one. For every one of ours.

Twenty of his.

First we ought to be sure it's not one
of our bunch who started it.

I'll talk to Dutch about the money.

Sure. Talk to him.

I'm a reasonable man.

Whisper in his ear.

With an ice pick in his heart.

books, Mr.

Maranzano. You can show them to anybody.
Fine, fine. Leave them.

The Dutchman.

You understand me, Charlie?

Women talk.

Men...

Mrs. Rossellos. You said you'd see him.

Sure. Why not?

Don Salvatore. Signore.

Please. Please.

Sit.

A bad thing, Don Salvatore.

Tell me.

I have a daughter, Gina.

Si. I remember.

She's very beautiful.

My daughter is a married woman.

She goes every day to the house of Vito
Genovese to sit with his wife, Ruth.

The one that has the sickness in her
lungs.

How can I serve you?

Sometimes I come to the house and I see
my daughter with this Genovese.

I see it in their eyes.

This thing between them.

I think he wants my daughter.

He wants another man's wife.

While his own wife dies in the bed.

It's very bad on Salvatore.

I understand what you are asking.

Don't be ashamed.

Such a thing should not be permitted.

Vito Genovese.

He takes his living from my hands.

I'll take care of it.

Don't you preoccupy.

Grazie.

You and me, Charlie.

We've been around the block a couple of
times.

What can I tell you?

I'm an assistant chief of police. I'm
not the governor.

So you want to be the governor now, huh,
Leo?

Mr. Roosevelt's got that job tied up.

Governor Roosevelt's been giving off
strong signals lately like he'd like to

be president.

He just might get it in his head. It's
people like you who give murder a bad

name around this town.

What are you looking for, Leo?

Me? I'm looking to go fishing.

What are you looking for, Charlie?

Wipe out the Dutch Schultz mob?

One more year. That's all we got in our
budget.

Governor Roosevelt's talking to a judge
named Seabury.

They want to set up a crime commission.

Wipe out the gangsters. Clean up
corruption.

You open up on Schultz, Charlie, I can't
help you. Not me, not the mayor, not the

police commissioner.

Nobody.

Not the year before an election.

Don't give me that look.

This is a friend talking.

Oh, really?

What kind of a friend?

A grateful friend, Charlie.

I'll have Michael check into this
Seabury character.

Tell him not to bother. This one's for
real.

Let's get out of here.

I'll buy you some ice cream.

I accept.

Chief Reardon.

Hey, how you doing?

Congratulations. You're getting up in
the world.

Charlie Luciano.

Shake hands with Tom Dewey.

Mr. Dewey?

My assistant, Bob Borsini.

Tom is with the federal attorney's
office.

What do you do, Mr. Dewey?

I prosecute people, Mr. Luciano.

What kind of people do you prosecute,
Mr. Dewey?

Businessmen, Wall Street, that sort of
thing.

For the time being.

Good luck, Mr. Dewey.

Nice to meet you.

A pleasant chance meeting.

Luciano would remember it vividly when
Dewey began to build a national

reputation as a racket buster.

Whitney. I'm sorry.

Just, uh, I want to talk to you before I
went in.

Is she there?

She's been there all morning.

The door's open. Michael's at the
office.

Need any help, buddy?

I'm just talking with Mrs. Laskin. I'm
sorry, Mr. Segal. I didn't recognize

you.

Hey, big shot!

You didn't recognize me?

Huh? You didn't recognize me? I'd say
you got here a bit too late, pal.

The rain, Mr. Smith. The rain? What do
you got, rain on your glasses? Huh?

That's right.

You do me a favor. You just watch the
one that's... Ben, stop it.

Now get out of here. Go over to your
car. Get out of here.

They take care of me.

They better take care of you.

You better control yourself if you're
going to talk to her.

I will.

Thank you for the use of the hall.

All right.

No, Benny.

Okay.

Put me down for attempted rape, too,
huh?

You wanted to talk. I think we should.

We got neutral corners here.

Which one of us is going to come out
swinging? This isn't a prize fight,

Benny. I'm not here to fight, Stella.

The baby upstairs?

No, she's with my mother.

I'd like to see her.

Whenever you want.

I was watching you from the window
upstairs.

The way that you treated that man
outside.

He was afraid of you.

You're supposed to watch things around
here.

And you know what I do and you know what
I am.

Yeah.

I know you.

I remember the first time that I called
you monkey face. You remember that?

And you looked the tiger and you said,
no, I'm like the tiger in the cage.

And then you laughed.

Why, Benny?

Because you got a gun in your pocket?

Huh? My own brother had a gun.

Maybe he works for you. I don't know.
Maybe.

I'm not like Ruth.

You know, none of that made any
difference to me.

Maybe it should have. I don't know.

But it didn't.

But when a tiger takes a mate, he does
it for life.

Forever.

And you're not a tiger, Ben.

You're an alley cat.

Nice talk. Yeah, yeah, yeah. You take
whatever comes your way, and then you

come home to my bed, to me.

And I'll tell you, I'm not like that
other man out there. I'm not afraid of

you, Ben.

I'm just tired of you.

Listen, Stella, that's all past. It's
all finished.

Why? You left me, Stella.

You taught me a lesson, okay?

And I know what I want now.

What do you want?

I want you to come home.

I love you very much.

And I want you back.

Poor little monkey face.

You want what you can't have.

Listen to me. I'm tired of playing
around here, Stella.

I'll prove it to you.

I know what I got right here.

All right? And I know what the hell I
want.

And you want me as much as I want you.

I'm sorry, Ben.

Look, you tell me... Listen to me.

Look, you tell me you don't want me and
I'll go away.

You tell me that, Stella, and I'll
get... Come... You tell me that, Stella,

and I'll get out of your life for a
couple of hours, a day, maybe.

Then I'll try again.

Nobody ever borrowed a jockey for
trying.

You're wet.

You should take your clothes off.

alone, Charlie?

All alone, Dutch.

You and me, we got no fight, Charlie.

That's your second mistake.

I make mistakes, do I?

The first was muscling Maranzano.

Maranzano! Oh, Don Salvatore!

Boss of all bosses!

King of the Guinea Hill!

I don't eat that garbage, Charlie!

Your boss's outfit's falling apart.

How long do you think he's gonna last?

How long do you think you're gonna last?

Come on, Charlie.

We're the only kings that count.

We don't stop because somebody puts up a
stop sign and everybody lie down and

play dead.

You gonna keep coming at us?

Oh, Charlie.

You're really with him, aren't you?

Now you got a real problem, don't you,
kid?

You keep coming at us.

You might as well try and kill me now.

You want to try for it, Dutch?

What do you say?

It's just the two of us.

One way or the other, we're going to
take care of my problem.

What's all this talk, shooting, killing?
Who needs it?

You made your point, Charlie.

You tell Maranzano he should live
forever.

Like me.

Huh?

Like me.

Good night, Charlie.

Maybe I'll see you around polyathletes.

Oh, my God.

Stay right there.

Stay right there.

Have you got a coat?

A coat? I'll get you a coat.

Oh, Ruth.

A baby. Give me a glass of water, will
you?

What's the joke?

You belong at Central Hospital.

Your wife just gave you a son.

I'm a father, huh?

I'm a father.

I'm a father.

Hey.

Thank you. Did I do right?

Michael's a father?

I'm a father.

Congratulations, Michael. Thank you.

Okay?

I wouldn't go in there now. Why not?

I just wouldn't go in there. Excuse me.

I'll have to tell her, Doctor.

Ruth.

Are you

asleep?

No.

They told me at the club.

They knew before I did.

It happened fast.

Joy must have called.

Was it hard?

No.

The nurse didn't want to let me in.

His stomach's so flat.

Have you seen your son?

Soon.

In a few minutes.

He isn't going to walk, Michael.

What?

His legs.

There's something wrong.

Look at me, Ruth.

I'll find doctors. I'll buy a hospital.

They can't help him.

It's the way he was born.

You think it's your fault?

Your fault?

My fault? I told you God would punish
us, Michael.

Your life is a curse.

It's a curse for both of us.

You think God punishes an infant?

What kind of God do you have in your
head?

Go and see your son.

He's beautiful.

stay with you, that they can bring a bed
in.

We'll reason it out together.

I'll make it up to you. We'll give
ourselves time. Look at me, Ruthie,

please. I want you to touch me.

I love you.

We'll love us, son.

Tonight I took you back.

We slept in the same bed. You said
everything happens in God's eyes.

Everything.

You'll feel different.

Believe me, Ruth, enough time.

Go away, Michael.

I'll see our baby.

Charlie Luciano began to see that the
underworld had to consider America's

political, social, and economic
conditions in order to survive.

Dutch will pull back.

You know that, Charlie?

For a fact?

He already pulled away from me.

You talk with him?

Last night.

Last night.

All right.

You put that aside for now.

Talk to Vito Genovese.

I say this in front of you because he
belongs to your family.

Your Sotocapo.

Your wife Rose, Vito.

I know she's very sick. Please, tell her
she's in my thoughts.

Thank you.

I'll bring her your words.

Now stand up.

He talks like a man.

And he takes his pants off in front of
the woman who looks after his wife.

Excuse me, with respect.

Don Salvatore, I serve you with all my
strength.

But this is not your affair.

With respect, Charlie.

See how he speaks.

You make a scandal in your home!

This Gina, this married woman, you do
not see her anymore.

She does not come to your house anymore.

Hmm?

Capisce?

And his loyalty.

I'll talk to him.

Like you talk to Dutch Schultz?

Where did you talk to him, Charlie?

Near the docks.

Alone?

Alone.

How close did you stand to him?

We were talking.

As close as I stand now?

Yeah, that close.

He walk away.

He no longer threatens us, huh?

All right, Charlie.

Maybe you're right.

We'll see.

You talk with Vito, huh?

Vincent Cole, you know him?

I've met him.

He's the one I call Mad Dog.

I would also like to meet this man.

Maranzano reached out to Vincent Cole,
who would kill anyone for a price.

Michael and Ben would not be in New York
to help Charlie when he needed them

most.

Maranzano saw Charlie's failed attempt
to negotiate with Schultz as an insult

and treason.

Schultz called Charlie's bluff by
attacking Maranzano, sure that the

consequences would be dangerous to
Charlie.

I should have killed him that night.

Machine guns in the streets.

Two women hit.

A kid dead.

Rothstein said shake hands with our
partners, death and destruction.

You want me to make a move?

What have you got to do with it, huh?

Maranzano's already moving. That's all
we need is another war on our hands with

the Seabury Commission bringing in
indictments.

They'll be laying for us, Benny.

First real score we ever made.

Government alcohol.

We thought it was going to be easy.

You thought it was going to be easy.

Where the hell is Michael?

I can't even reach him.

I tried to talk to him. He wouldn't
talk. He left town.

Where'd he go?

Boston somewhere.

He's eating himself up.

Look, with Dutch Schultz and Maranzano,
I can't go anywhere. I want you to go to

Boston. You find him. You stick by his
side. Don't let him out of your sight.

You'll be all right?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

Get out of here.

Charlie Luciano, Michael Lasker, and Ben
Siegel were hardened criminals.

They lived in a violent world. Like the
others in that world, they lived by the

gun and by a cruelty that would someday
destroy them.

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