All language subtitles for GANGSTER CHRONICLES 1981 PT 12

I'm not tonight.

Cole's probably got himself locked up in
a hotel room with a .50 caliber machine

gun.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, it is tough luck.

Cooper Jones.

I never wore soap pajamas in my life.

Doesn't that tell you how much help I'd
be to you, Dutch?

Yeah.

Speaking of help, maybe it's time you
made a phone call.

Whatever you say.

Yeah.

Whatever I say.

Do you still remember Luciano's phone
number? Oh, I'm sure.

Hello. Charlie, this is Chris. Listen,
please.

Dutch is drinking and crazy again. He's
slapped me around.

Bro got him out of here, but I'm afraid
he's going to come back and kill me.

Hold on a minute.

Michael.

I'm going to step forward when I get
into the other one. Yeah.

Go ahead,

Chris.

Yeah, when he's drinking, he starts
saying things like, I'm spying for you.

He thinks it's like when I was...

Can you get out of there?

I don't know.

I couldn't go to friends, Charlie. Dutch
would kill anyone who hides me. I had to

call you.

I'm glad you did.

Thank you.

Where should we meet?

Make it by the fountain in Washington
Square.

That's Vito's territory.

Right, Washington Square by the
fountain.

Okay, thank you.

Yeah, I better go.

Thank you.

Hey, listen.

When you're in Washington Square, you
stay seated on the fountain.

Right.

You stay out of the line of fire. Don't
you get up.

She's scared Dutch is going to kill her.
Yeah, I gathered that.

You going?

I owe her, Michael.

You owe it to her to go to the village
without any cover?

Sounds like a setup, Charlie.

Maybe it is, and maybe it's on the
level.

And while I'm making up my mind, Schultz
could kill her.

Maybe you're letting your personal
feelings make the decisions for you.

Maybe Chris and Schultz know that.

I'll have cover.

Call Vito after I leave. If Schultz has
soldiers there, there'll be a little

war. We can't afford that, Charlie.

We're paying a lot of cops. Let them
check out the situation.

If Chris is on the level, they'll let us
know. They'll even protect him.

You're supposed to call when it's over.
It didn't happen.

I didn't get to the phone. What do you
mean?

I was sitting at the fountain like we
said.

And instead of Charlie, Johnny
Broderick's squad of detectives came in.

Did Broderick hurt you? What did
Broderick do?

It was like someone said not to see me.

Luciano.

And Broderick's cops beat your boy's
bloody Dutch. Beat the bloody in front

of me and then arrested.

And Johnny Broderick himself tipped his
hat to me.

Put me in his car.

Drove me here.

He said Charlie Luciano said the book is
balanced.

Broderick's a cop. Of course Charlie's
gonna tell him that.

But Charlie'll fix himself an alibi and
he'll work on you himself.

No, no, you don't understand, Dutch.

He owed me one.

He let me walk away because he owed me
one.

That he's a guy who knows you set him up
and all he's gonna do is let you get

away with it?

Oh, Luciano.

Maybe hitting Charlie Head on was wrong.

Maybe the way to take care of him is
from his side, hit his friends.

Lasker.

Lasker. Lasker's just a bookkeeper.

Siegel.

Bugsy.

The Bug.

He's got my kind of guts.

He's the one to hit, and I got his
brother-in-law right in my pocket.

Charlie, Chris set you up. The woman's
got a killing coming, but what do you

do? You have Johnny Broderick put her in
a car and drive her home. What is that?

Benny, what Chris did was payback. The
books are closed.

Schultz is the enemy and... And what?

And the guys that were going to shoot
you, they're up on assault charges.

Sullivan Law charges.

Vagrancy, resisting arrest.

Charlie, it's going to cost Schultz
$25,000 to put him on the street again.

That's what you're going to do to your
enemy?

Until Cole hits Dutch for us, yes.

Charlie, I happen to have noticed that
Benny's too busy hiding from Schultz to

have killed him, all right?

I don't want to hear that you want to
crack at Dutch.

All right.

I'll have an accordion player come up.
You tell him what you do want to hear.

You sure?

I'm sure.

Call phones his lawyer, same time every
day.

Now, we got this from the lawyer's
secretary.

Same phone. You get that from the
telephone company?

We paid a phone guy to trace the calls.

Oh, Vinnie.

Vinnie Cole.

You know, he should know better than to
use the same phone.

I sure hope Charlie paid him a large
advance.

Yeah, it's just Vinnie. Put him on, will
you?

Yeah.

Vincent Call was shot down like the mad
dog nickname he had earned in his short

lifetime.

Now, only two rebel gangsters remained,
Dutch Schultz and Waxy Gordon.

They continued to defy the confederation
of criminal combines that Charlie

Luciano, Michael Lasker, and Benny
Siegel had welded together.

The customer's lost a little extra.

Then I'll make up for what we advanced
the call.

You know, I could have hit Dutch myself
and wouldn't be out of dine.

Calls no good, dead or alive.

Some good.

Schultz is getting all the blame.

For the credit, one way or the other, it
doesn't affect us politically.

Politically?

You want to know what I think
politically?

We got a lot of people depending on us
for a living.

We got enough politicians to choke a
horse. We got an army and we got a

territory.

We are a regular little country.

Where are our borders?

If we don't have borders, we can't be
forced into wars.

It's no good, Mike.

Where's the line?

Schultz just got away with a hidden
call.

Next, he's going to move in on us. See?

Where's the line?

You want to know the map?

No, Charlie. I just want to know where
the line is. It's on the map.

We draw the line with our businesses.

Schultz stays out of the garment
industry and the bakeries. He stays out

of our unions. He doesn't run numbers
south of 110th Street.

If he does, Benny, you use the Army.

If he doesn't, he goes into our
business.

We'll buy you a Navy.

Yeah. We'll buy you a battleship.

Your birthday's coming up. We'll get you
a ship.

A frigate.

It's like Douglas Fairbanks has in the
movies. He's got a frigate. No problem.

I still wish it had worked with Cole.

But I guess by the percentages, we had
to lose one, huh?

We'll send flowers.

Well, that Schultz seems to be demanding
our attention by killing Vincent Cole.

That's rather too bad.

Why too bad?

Schultz is as bad as they come.

Yes, but while he's demanding the
attention of this office, Mr. Luciano

gets a chance to burrow deeper
unchecked.

Now, who's the greater menace? In the
long run, Luciano.

Well, let's not allow that.

Well, need more staff to go after
Luciano and Schultz. Exactly.

Tony, I want you to find me some
graduates of City College.

Young men from the Lower East Side, from
Little Italy.

Real men.

From the same streets as this vermin.
There's quite a few, Mr. Dewey.

99%. I realize that.

We'll let Mr. Lucky Luciano think that
the starched-shirt boy prosecutor from

Owasso, Michigan, is going to go
exclusively after Dutch Schultz.

But I'm going to hit Mr.

Luciano, too.

Where his political friends will be
afraid to help him. That's narcotics and

prostitution.

And those are not Luciano's businesses.

Tony, I think that you've bought the
Broadway columnists and the nightclub

editors' version of these thugs. That
they'll sell numbers, but not women.

That they'll sell illegal booze, but not
narcotics.

I don't believe that.

I think that people like Luciano will do
anything they can to make an illegal

buck, and I'm going to prove it.

All right.

Thank you. We'll keep in touch.

Where's Charlie?

Downstairs. Would you mind getting him
for me, Ben?

Yeah, no problem. Something big
happening? Very big, especially for

Chipmunk.

What's big for Charlie?

That was Washington.

The judge in Capone's tax trial in
Chicago just threw out the first set of

jurors, brought in a new, absolutely
pure panel.

Capone brought the first jury. The judge
seems to think so.

He's mad as hell. Capone's lawyers are
very upset.

Al's looking at at least ten years in
the federal pen in Atlanta.

That's great.

It's just what we want.

You don't look too thrilled by it all.

I suppose it's a victory, Michael.

A victory for doing things your way.

I thought it was our way.

You weren't there that night.

You didn't see what Capone had done to
Chris.

So what?

Ten years in the federal pen isn't
vengeance enough for you?

What do you miss, Charlie?

Bread, the wine, and the blood?

What do you miss?

hurt anybody.

They made me a deputy sheriff some
county upstate.

Now I can carry a concealed weapon all
legally.

Hello.

Did you hear about Capone?

Uh-huh.

They'll get convicted now.

What's gonna happen to him?

Well, they lock him up, honey.

That's what the government usually does
when they convict somebody.

They send him to prison.

I mean, what's prison going to be like
for him?

Is he going to be like a fish in a glass
bowl where everybody can look at him and

he has no place to hide? Is that what
prison's like?

Is that what you want?

For him to feel something like you used
to feel?

I don't know if that's what I want.

Maybe I would feel good if everybody
could look at Scarface Al Capone and he

had no place to hide.

I'd like a small one, too.

Well, you're poor, and you say how much.

It will be half of what I have.

Chris.

You spend all this time thinking about
how bad it'll be for Capone in prison.

Thinking about what it'll be like to see
Charlie get his, right?

Sure, you know that.

The thing is, once you get even, you're
back to zero.

When I'm even with somebody, I'm not
losing anymore.

What's Dutch Schultz tell you after
you're not losing anymore?

Oh, whatever happens out there, you're
going to be with me.

If that's okay with you.

Yeah.

But you just don't get even.

You win.

You got the Dutchman, honey.

How many notes did I miss?

Very few.

Why do you practice sad pieces?

Sad music is the most beautiful music,
isn't it?

Why? Because it... Sometimes

things are very painful.

And if I play something sad, then the
pain has a beginning, it has a middle,

and most of all, it has an end.

I understand.

You mean that?

You don't have people lying to you?

Sometimes, if that's what they want.

But I don't like to.

Frankly, I didn't expect a wealthy young
woman who lives in Scarsdale on very new

money to like sad music because it's
beautiful.

I think I should begin my exercises.

I've heard piano.

You don't want to know me, Paul.

It sounds as if you want me to.

You won't like me.

Shall we bet on it?

Ben Siegel was 26 years old in 1932, and
had lived almost two-thirds of his life.

Look,

I promised to go up next year, but right
now I want to open my presents.

Be careful, Ben.

Oh, good. Come on, Ben.

That's great.

That's great.

I didn't know you wanted something like
that. You look like a kid. You wanted a

frigate. Does this thing float?

If you put that in the bathtub, don't
you dare. I'm not going to put it in the

bathtub.

You know, I wish I had gotten one of
these when I was a kid.

There you go.

You're going to get Richie one of these.
They're great, Mike.

Yeah, and one for his brother, too.

Or his sister.

Are you?

You can have a baby.

Really? Oh,

Mazel Tov.

Congratulations, Mike. Thank you.

To you.

I

know

how you feel.

Yeah, maybe if we'd met each other
sooner.

Or even if we'd met much later. Joy,
early or late, my kid would still have

to walk around with the name Luciano.

On the night of March 1st, 1932, the
infant son of Charles Lindbergh was

kidnapped from the Popular Heroes New
Jersey home.

Longy, I want your help finding this
creep.

Then deliver the booze late. I don't
care about that.

Now, all I know is what I read in the
papers and hear on the radio.

I don't know what kind of person could
do this either.

Not even Schultz.

Charlie, half the reporters down there
are asking if somebody in our end of the

business snatched the kid. Then we'll
hold a press conference.

Well, you have a press conference. I
need the phone now.

Benny, I want you to be sure that
Michael's house is guarded if you're

sending the boys up to Scarsdale.

All right, Charlie.

Yeah, Graney, this is Benny.

Look, you get Favo and you go to my
house. Anything that gets near my kid,

you kill it. You understand me?

Just do it.

All right.

I hate to stop the fun, but I'd like
your attention for just a moment,

please.

As many of you know, several hours ago,
the child of a great American was

kidnapped.

So tonight, Departure Club's percentage
is going towards a reward for

information leading to the safe return
of the Lindbergh child to his family.

And any of you who wants to add from his
own pocket, the club will match whatever

you come up with.

such a gentle man.

You must never get what you want.

Oh, I do.

But being gentle.

No, Paul. No.

I can't let us know.

Why?

Because we'll both be happy? Because we
can't be.

Please.

I better go check in on Elizabeth.

Who are you?

What are you doing here?

Please, stop it. Greeny, Greeny, stop
it. Please, stop it. Did this garbage do

anything to you and the kid? No, of
course not. He's my friend.

Huh? Mrs. Seeger, is the baby all right?
The baby is all right. I'm all right.

Please. This is my piano teacher.

He is my piano teacher.

Boys in the area, music style.

His car is full of this music stuff. He
wasn't lying about that.

My car was locked.

Yeah, so it's your fault you got to buy
new doors.

How's the other one?

It's dislocated, I think.

You're no use around here.

You don't come around anymore.

You get out of here before I dislocate
something else.

What are you doing?

I'm looking for signs of him.

Oh, you're an animal.

That's right, honey.

Yes, that's right. Sniffing around like
an animal. You send your animals to spy

on me?

Spy on you?

What, have you got a guilty conscience,
Stella?

I sent the boys up here to protect my
wife and daughter. Who the hell's the

animal, Stella?

Nothing happened.

He was going home.

Nothing happened?

I was in the living room downstairs.

I saw the coffee cups. They were cold.
You finished the coffee a long time ago,

and then you went on to the brandy. I
know what you're going to do next. You

were coming up here to my bed. No.

I wanted to, but I wouldn't let it
happen for his sake. For his sake? Yes.

I don't hate to tell a story to a jury
like that.

You weren't going to have him in my bed,
Stella. No, I wasn't. In his bed, maybe.

In a hotel, maybe.

Someday.

And I'm anyone but me.

You should want to be anyone but me. I
do!

Stay great!

I do!

Who'd want Buxy Siegel's wife?

My God, you just make me hate myself!

You protect me from that. You protect
your own baby from that one.

That's Andy Fabrizio, Mr. Lasker. He
works for Waxy Gordon.

Mr. Gordon wants to talk to you. He says
it's about what's going on in Jersey.

Private.

He's clean, and the street's okay.

Maybe you ought to whisper this, Mr.
Lasker.

So whisper.

Mr.

Gordon wants you to meet him in Palm
Island.

He says it's a neutral crowd.

He says you won't want to come until I
tell you.

If you don't come and talk to him,
you'll hurt your family.

Michael Lasker, with his allies, was a
powerful and formidable force.

But one of the rebel gangsters, Waxy
Gordon, had found a weak spot, a threat

to Michael's family.

Polly brought you all the way out here
from San Francisco.

She told me that, hon.

Where were you born there?

No. In Shanghai.

My father was what they call white
Russian.

I guess that's why your English is
better than mine.

Well, here's to it, hon.

Michael Lasker's here to see you, Waxy.

I think he's a little uncomfortable just
being in the place.

Hon. Very nice to meet you, Mr. Gordon.

Make it waxy.

Same here.

Hello, Mike.

Long time no see.

You look good. Come on in.

See that little Oriental girl with
Polly?

When we get finished talking, maybe you
ought to... What concerns my family?

Don't get snotty, little Michael.

I made my bones when you, Ben, and
Charlie were still trying to stay in

grade school.

Yeah.

You've been around a while, Waxy. I'll
give you that.

You want to pour one of those for me?

Oh, sure.

You gotta enjoy something around here.

So what about my family?

Your wife's got a father she's pretty
fond of, huh?

Keep going.

A while ago, his business got into a
little trouble.

I found out he couldn't get a loan at
the bank.

He could get one from Waxy Good.

How much does he owe you, Waxy?

It's not just a loan now.

Yeah, he fell behind in payments.

I try to help him out. Get him into a
couple of other things over in Jersey.

You mean to set him up in your own
territory, right? I mean, his luck was

all bad.

Like most people who get in over their
head.

He thought maybe he can get even with a
big gambling win.

What's the total package, Waxy?

If you take the original loan, interest
gambling markers, you're looking at

maybe $100,000.

I can handle that.

But you see, there's some other things
he kind of did in these other

businesses. In desperation to get a
contract, he attempted to bribe a state

purchasing officer.

Your father-in-law could go to jail.
What the hell do you want?

I want the Partridge Club.

You've seen the prison in Jersey, Mike.

You think your wife would enjoy visiting
her father there?

I have two partners.

The club's not mine to give away.

Talk to them.

Get back to me.

Can't talk you into changing your mind
about the girl from Shanghai.

Mike, treat Mike!

Now, if Ruth ever hears a word of
this...

What with another kid coming and Richie.

Michael, have you talked to your
father-in-law to see if what Waxy said

is true?

Yeah, I called him before I asked you
two to come up.

He's going through hell, Charlie.

Well, we gotta help him.

You tell Waxy that he can have this club
for a token price.

Goodbye, man.

Don't worry, Mike. We're gonna work
something out.

Look, this sale, transfer, whatever it
is, how long does it take?

All lawyers and Waxy's lawyers say they
can draw the papers in like three days.

Why?

I don't think we should say anything to
the people that work for us. Not until

the deal's gone through and Waxy's kept
his end of it.

That's a good idea, Benny. Why don't you
go home and tell your father-in-law that

everything's going to be okay and we'll
work it out?

Easy come, easy go.

A small mountain lodge converted to an
illegal liquor distillery in New Jersey.

Owned by Waxy Gordon.

Oh, please, please, Beth. Give me a
break.

You already got Andy and Louie Bolt.

They're dead and on their way to hell.

Jake, you tell Waxie that Ben Siegel
says this is just the beginning. You got

that?

Gangland Warfare exploded across New
Jersey in the last 48 hours as three

distilleries reportedly owned by Waxie
Gordon were attacked by an unidentified

gunman.

Finney's gone crazy.

I got the first set of papers from the
lawyers right in my hands. The next

thing I expect is a call from Ruth
telling me her father's been arrested.

Yeah. Let me talk to Michael.

This is Charlie, Waxy.

Let me talk to Michael.

You talk to me.

Look, this crazy rampage by Ben Siegel
has got to stop.

Listen, tell Michael he picks up his
father-in-law's bills. I call it square.

Forget going to the law.

What's the matter, Waxy? You don't want
the Partridge Club anymore?

No, forget it.

Just put them back.

It's not going to be that easy for you,
Waxy. I lost two out of the three

Fabrizio brothers already, Charlie.

What the hell else do you want?

Newark.

You can stay in Jersey City, but you
pull out of Newark. Newark now belongs

to our friends Longy's Woman and the
Moretti brothers.

Over my dead body!

It can go that way, too.

I want to tell you something.

You came at Michael through his family.

We have never done that to anybody.

Not in all of the years, not in all of
the wars. Nobody does that and gets away

with that. Do you understand me? Now,
Newark is the price. You're getting off

cheap, very cheap.

All right.

All right, providing... Providing that's
the end of it.

You don't deserve this, Waxy.

But you have my word.

How much does your father-in-law owe
Gordon?

A hundred thousand.

Gordon will have it by the end of the
day.

Your father-in-law going to be all
right?

Yeah.

Waxy just called. He said you leave him
in business.

He'll leave my father-in-law alone.

Do anything.

It could have backfired, Ben.

You could have died.

Waxy could have handed my father-in-law
over to the prosecutors.

No, backfired would have been if we'd
have handed the project club to Waxy.

They'd tell Shultz, grab my daughter,
grab my wife, go with me wherever. I

appreciate what you're saying, Ben. But
not what I did.

I come through for a friend whose
father's going through hell and is about

ready to be locked up and you don't
appreciate that? Come on, I appreciate

it. You know that.

Michael.

Sometimes one thing works and sometimes
something else works.

What Benny did worked.

This time.

We're back in the casino business.

It takes about 20 minutes or so.

Michael.

Now, how do I explain to myself?

For 53 years of my life, I considered
myself an honest man. You're still an

honest man.

They took advantage of you in order to
get to me.

That's all.

I should have been smarter.

They've gotten to smarter men than both
of us, Mr. Sol.

I'm just very sorry that the world I
live in had to rub off on you.

Michael.

I think we got good news.

He says that everything does look fine.
Thank God.

Let's go to lunch.

You have tears in your eyes.

It's the wind.

What time is it?

We still have time.

I wouldn't let us be late for Jimmy
Durante's show.

Telephone, Mr. Luciano.

I'll be right back.

Yeah.

Yeah, Frank.

I'm going to meet me at J.B.'s in half
an hour.

All right.

I have to take care of something. I'll
be back in time to make the midnight

show.

Okay?

Sure. Okay.

You going to be all right?

Yeah.

May I buy you a drink?

I have one, thank you.

Permit me to introduce myself.

My name is Robert Whitney.

Hello, Robert Whitney.

I'm Joy. Joy Arthur.

Joy.

I would have thought it was patience.

This isn't the first night you've been
left here alone to wait.

Now, do you really want to buy?

Lucky Luciano's girl, a drink.

Are you asking if I am afraid of the
consequences?

I guess so.

Well, I've done quite well as a
stockbroker despite the times by taking

risks.

I like risks.

But even if I didn't, a woman as lovely
as Joy Osler would be worth many risks.

Thank you.

Now, Your glass is quite empty, as is
mine.

Shall we have another round and toast
to... What?

Why? To taking risks?

Of course.

Welcome back.

It's good to see you, Charlie.

How's Italy?

Wow.

In Rome, Charlie, I'd walk to La Chiesa
di San Pietro, and when you look up,

it's the Sistine Chapel.

Just... I'd probably go nuts if I had to
live there.

Every time I turn around, Gina has
another one of her cousins with us.

Frank, you said you had something
important to talk to me about.

It left me a lot of time to myself,
Charlie, and I met a lot of people.

And I found out that there's a trail.

A trail of gold.

What are you talking about?

It starts in places that...

You and I probably never even heard
about.

It starts in Asia, moves through the
Middle East, and it ends up in

laboratories in the south of France.

You're talking about narcotics.

I'm talking about a trail of gold
that'll lead right to New York, Charlie.

For us.

I made all the connections. Are you
crazy?

Did I make a mistake giving you your
life back?

Narcotics is the worst business.

I think the money that we get from
narcotics will be able to... Even the

crazies know enough to stay away from
dope. The cops hate it and the feds hate

it even more. We'll be able to buy any
cop we want.

And since when are you afraid of cops?

I'm afraid of 50 years in stir or death
when it doesn't make any sense. Now, I

want you to listen to me, Vito, and stop
arguing. Otherwise, I'm going to come to

believe that you have lost your reason.

When I was a kid, they sent me up for
running heroin.

That's on my record.

You're under me, Vito. If you go down
for heroin, I go down.

And if I ever go down because of you...

Let me put it this way.

What I'm giving you now is not advice.

It's an order.

You keep your family out of narcotics.

Your life is forfeit if you disobey me.

Yeah, who's this?

Yeah, Ben.

This is Chink Sherman.

Yeah, Chink.

How's Waxy Gordon doing by you these
days?

Oh, I left Waxy's outfit.

Waxy's got the outfit gunning for me. My
own friends, eh?

Yeah, how come?

On account I stole his books.

You want to put your hands on his money?
The books say where it's hid.

I ain't big enough to make that play.

But you are.

Well, why me, Cenk?

I mean, it's not that we just shoot at
each other. We're not even friends.

Friends?

Friends is the guy's wax he's got
gunning for me.

You got the guts.

And the rep.

Your word's good.

Yeah, that's true.

Where are you?

Broadway, near 20th.

Can you come down here to meet us?

Uh-uh.

I feel like these books is 10 feet wide
and everybody's looking at me.

I want to find a dark place and hide,
huh?

Okay.

Broadway and 20th.

Southeast corner, half an hour.

What'd he say?

The bug says, stay right here.

Do that.

The rest of it, bought it.

Uh, $600 ain't a lot of money.

You'd do better somewhere else, be my
guest.

No, no, no, no, no.

Somebody should be with Stella.

Once she gets the word.

That's very nice. We'll drop you at
Grand Central.

Relax, David. We've all got to go
sometime.

Your sister's going to be a rich widow.

We'll meet somebody nice.

Bob, what are you doing?

Huh? Come on, Davey's got the flu. It's
my brother-in-law and I love him, but

why can't I make him drive with us today
and get us infected?

Keep these armor plates on.

Yeah, well, it keeps them on the level.
You won't hate the armor plate.

Davey likes to drive this thing?

Sure, why not?

Let's go.

I'll get you in the front seat and
you're in luck. Yeah.

Hey, Green, look at this. This thing
really is bulletproof.

What's the matter with you, Fong?

I'm hit, Ben.

How'd you get hit?

Well, I got blood on my butt. I don't
know where else it could have come from.

Probably ricocheted up to the floorboard
or something.

Look, you slide over. I'll run you down
to St. Vincent's. All right.

This thing's supposed to be bulletproof.

Sorry, school on 11.

All right, Ben.

Oh, God.

Oh, Benny. Easy, I'm all right, I'm all
right. One of these times they're going

to call and... What, and say what? The
seagull's as lucky as Lucky Luciano?

Oh, Benny, but... Hey, I'm here and
that's the car that filled the flush,

all right?

Hey,

Davey.

Thought you were in bed with the flu.

I feel rotten, but, you know, I thought
maybe if I came up, so Stella, you know,

family... Davey wanted to get back to
the city right after we got the call.

Oh, to take care of me?

Yeah.

I should have been there with you.

Oh, forget it. Wouldn't have been
healthy anyway, would it?

No.

Well, you knew that you had to flip.

Stella, what's for lunch?

Oh, Benny, what is it going to take to
make you realize... Stella, I do

realize.

Look, there's just two ways to go in
this world.

You work hard, you save your money, some
boss gives you orders. You don't live to

be 100, but you feel like it.

Or you go my way, okay?

Could you give me something to eat?
Yeah, okay.

David, do me a favor. Close the front
door, will you?

Sure.

I don't want my enemies coming in here.

You keep looking for him.

That's it. Chink split with Gordon.

Sure. Then Chink went with the Dutchman
and had Benny set up. All right. What if

that's true?

What are your recommendations?

I check with the outfit and I have Lepke
and Albert take care of the Dutchman.

Fine. The convention in Chicago starts
in just a few weeks.

You want to turn the streets of New York
into a bloodbath when we're trying to

elect the next president of the United
States?

The government got Capone for us.

Dewey's already breathing down Schultz's
neck, right?

The streets.

Remember the streets, Michael?

When we were growing up?

The lead pipe that Benny always used to
have with him?

Yeah.

And you had a knife.

I never should have lost that damn
knife.

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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Chronicles continues.