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Pilot, cut your engine.

Passenger, get out.

Hands where we can see them.

Parker: Benjamin Siegel.

Siegel: That's right.

Who are you?
What's the occasion?

William Parker, I.A.P.D.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Abe Greenberg.

What do you want?
Put me in the electric chair?

That the idea, bill?

This is California.

Here it's the gas chamber,
Ben.

Cuff him.

Some career choice
you're making.

You're gonna wind up
looking very foolish over this.

We'll see.

Yeah, but you know what?
I like gamblers.

So after I beat this rap,
you should come to Vegas,

play my tables,
and you'll lose there, too.

Mr. Siegel is being held
in connection

with the slaying of
mob informant Abraham Greenberg.

I can't say more at this time.
This investigation is ongoing.

Busboy's gonna testify.

They tried to kill him
last night.

Now he knows
who his friends are.

Your ride on the merry-go-round
made the papers.

Page 3. Big deal.

It is a big deal, Joe.
You could've been killed.

Nah. They don't hire guys
that can shoot straight.

All gangsters have lazy eyes.
You seen the movies?

Don't make light of this.

Who's that? Your bookie?
Come on. Chop-chop.

We got a witness
to transfer.

I'm right behind you.

Jas, I got to go.

Don't brush me off.

I can't take you putting
yourself at risk for me like this.

Just doing my job.

You know your problem?
You can't take good news.

This busboy
puts us one step closer

to tearing down Siegel
for good.

Jasmine, you're safe.

Only you would find fault
in that.

I got to go.

Damn you, Joe.

I knew this crazy bastard
was gonna put a foot wrong.

Just a matter of time.

Give us a minute, Mac.

Siegel's stepped in it now,
didn't he?

Now that he has, what's his
is up for grabs, so we grab.

I like that, Mr. dragna.

Siegel's boys have been
puffed up too long.

Like to wipe that swagger
off their face.

So we put a few
in the morgue?

No, no. We just take them down
a few pegs.

This is not a war.
This is a takeover.

I don't want Siegel's boys
shooting back.

I want them working for us.
Understand?

Now, keep our guys in line.
Make sure they stay on task.

Horall: You don't know
how to follow orders.

I told you to back off Siegel,
that he was mine.

I'll be taking
disciplinary action.

Captain Parker's
running a lot of goodwill

with the press and the public
this morning.

That's something
you might wish to consider.

I'm not in this for any reason
but results, chief.

You want the credit?
It's yours.

Credit or blame?

You jumped the gun, bill.

You made a mistake that
even a rookie wouldn't make.

You arrested a suspect without
the facts to back you up.

I'll have the facts well in hand
by the arraignment.

Oh, by noon tomorrow?

Ah, you didn't know.

I can confirm that.

Siegel's hearing
is tomorrow.

That's not possible.
For the average lowlife.

Siegel's got friends
in high places.

You think they'll let him
just rot in a cell

while you
get your ducks in a row?

The thing about goodwill -
turns on a dime.

The press and the public.

No, you take this one.
It's all yours.

And when it backfires,
it won't be on me.

Give us a minute.

Of course, Mr. mayor.

He's right.

Publicity
is a two-edged sword.

Today, they use it
to knight you.

Tomorrow, they'll use it
to cut off your head.

Have you given them a reason,
bill?

It appears I may have.

I've never heard of an arraignment
expedited to this degree.

Can we get a delay?

That's from judge Anders.

He plays golf with George raft.
I don't.

I'm just an elected official

with no authority
over the court.

I guess you've taken
quite a gamble here.

It's funny.
That's what Siegel said.

If you want to make enemies,
you should pick someone

less formidable
than our chief of police.

And don't ever again put me in a
position of having to choose sides.

I can't be playing favorites.

Understood.

Pride and hubris, bill.

They brought down
greater men.

You've got
till noon tomorrow.

Those ducks you need
to get in a row?

I'd get quacking.

Sid rothman - he's killed
more people than the plague.

If you spot him,
you do not take him alone.

You call for backup.

That's right. No dead heroes,
just good police work.

Well, you know what you can do
with this, right?

Parker: You all know we got bugsy
Siegel on the hook for murder.

Sid rothman is the glue
that makes it stick.

We find him, we decapitate
the mob in Los Angeles.

These are no small stakes,
gentlemen.

Days like this
are why we wear the badge.

Now let's get out there and
close a door on these bastards.

How'd it go upstairs?

We got 26 hours
to find sid rothman

and get him
to flip on bugsy Siegel,

or this whole thing
blows up in our faces.

My face.

Bookie: I don't make the rules,
my friend.

Scratch your bets,
name your filly.

Yeah, I got it.

That's $20 on Indian brave
in the fourth at 5 to 1.

Okay, a late-bet limit
starts at 10 bucks.

I don't make the freakin' rules,
my friend.

Scratch your bets,
name your filly.

They changed the jockey,
and the track's all muddy.

You tell me.

Be lively, now.
We're a minute from post time.

I want to place a bet.

Bruiser: Who sent you?

Jack dragna.

I bet 100 to 1

this joint's out of business
before the next race.

Takers?

You can't just come
busting in here like that!

This is a protected
operation! Protected.

Oh, by bugsy Siegel?

All these radios,
you ain't heard the news?

Siegel's going away
for murder.

Get that yellow-belly
out here.

Come on!

Jesus.

Pissed himself.

This place is closed.

From now on,

you take your business
up the street to Mr. dragna's.

You know the place.

Except for you.

Nobody pisses themself
in Mr. dragna's.

You understand?
Yeah.

Cut that shit out! That man
ain't done nothing to you!

A mouthy moolie.

Want to mouth off
some more?

Grab him.

You feeling protected?

Man: There's a thrilling second,
and they're off!

Sammy, whoa.
Whoa! Sammy, Sammy...

You're gonna kill the guy.

Peggy:
Jasmine! Can you do this?

Not in heels.

Hey, how's your mom feeling? Better.

Stevie keeps waking her up
in the middle of the night,

that pooper.

He cries all the time
for no reason.

Mm. Babies do that.

Hey! You want to play checkers
tonight?

We could listen to
"ozzie and Harriet. "

I'd love it,
but I may have to work.

I'll let you know.

Okay,
but only if you want to.

Mama says
I can't be a pest.

Oh!
Your boyfriend was here.

I don't have a boyfriend.

He said he was.

Tall guy, big shoulders,
broken nose?

Unh-unh. He was littler.

Bowler hat,
kind of creepy?

Yeah.

But he's gone now?
Mm-hmm.

¡EL DINERO, ZORRA!

If I'm willing to spill
that much of my own blood

to get your attention,

imagine how much of yours
I'm willing to spill.

I told you,
I don't have any money.

Mr. stax.
Always a pleasure.

Likewise, big.

Is the lady in?

Claire, honey.

Some luck,
if you please.

Just a taste.
♪ music of life seems to be

there you go.

I know you're in here.

Stax: How?

'Cause your tie is so loud.

And I know your brand
by smell.

You gonna share?

I know it's a gift
from the boss and all,

but, really,
that tie is an eyesore.

Yeah, but I score points
when I wear it.

I should pick one out
for you.

What's stopping you?

I'd hate
to disappoint the boss.

He's got bigger worries
right now.

A murder charge
will do that.

Where does that leave us,
the people who work for him?

That's why I came -
to reassure you.

Nothing changes.

You keep things going here
till Ben beats this thing.

Until then,
Mickey's in charge.

Mickey?

I know he comes off like a clown
at times.

It's... Taken me some
getting used to, I admit,

but the more I know him...

All of Ben's operations
are safe and snug.

That's the message.

There's a firm hand
on the tiller.

I suppose one could always use
a firm hand on the tiller.

Talk me into it.

Hello?
Cohen: It's Mickey.

Ned there yet?
Yes, he's here.

Mickey.

Dragna's crew just busted up
smooth Watson's place

on central Avenue.

They what?

Dragna's got wrecking crews
kicking in doors all over town.

They hit four of our places
in the past five minutes.

Now, you tell Claire to boost up
her security there right now,

bar the doors,
load you some guns.

Safe and snug, huh?

Hey, you hear me?

I hear you, Mickey.

I'm gonna have to
call you back.

Go! Hands up!

Get over to the wall.

Come on!

Ladies and gents,

I invite you to patronize
another fine gambling house

right here in hollywoodland.

My associate there will be
passing out business cards.

Your chips
will happily be accepted there

while this establishment
is closed for renovations.

Boys, start renovating.

Don't.

Hey, everybody, stop!

Ace!

Hold it, hold it!

Stax,
what are you doing here?

I work with these people.
You?

Well, same thing.

Man: What,
you know this guy?

No, genius,
we're complete strangers.

Don't go hitting lawyers!

Sooner or later,
you're gonna need one!

You got a sec?

Stand down.

Ace says hold on a sec.

Your boss, dragna's,
making a big move, I hear.

Sure. With your man bugsy in
the slammer, it's a green light.

Like this? Really?

It's what dragna wants.

Your boss is not a clever man -
no offense.

Will you take some advice?

You're not in charge here.

Of course not.
I've surrendered.

Still, the advice is free.

You're scaring the hell
out of these people.

What good is that?
They're not gangsters.

Look at them.
They're a bunch of dentists.

You think they're gonna stroll up
the street and give you their business

after you scared them half to
death, pointing guns at them?

You make sense.

Point them at me.
I work for Siegel.

It's understood.

You can let these people
walk out.

Turns into a nice floor show
they'll talk about later.

We all save face.

I talk to your staff?

Sure.

Nothing to worry about here.

Big, you stand down.

The boss will know
you did all you could.

Same goes
for the rest of the staff.

Just let these gentlemen
do what they came here to do.

What they're not gonna do
is hurt anybody.

That's right.
Except him.

Anybody tries anything,
Siegel's boy gets it.

I know you'd all feel bad if
something were to happen to me,

so please cooperate.

Make sure you grab
a business card on your way out.

You guys on a break?

Keep at it.

It's better they break
the furniture than people.

Muy bien. Vamos.

Safe house.

What's so safe about it?

Well, nobody knows you're here.
Let's start with that.

Cop:
Have you seen this man?

Yeah, I seen him.

You have? Where?
In a movie.

He slept in a coffin
and drank blood.

Funny.

You won't last 10 minutes
in jail.

Here, you'll have four men
guarding you around the clock.

Drapes and blinds
always shut.

Let's keep the uniforms
inside.

Don't want the neighbors
seeing cops.

Get iron security bars
in all the windows.

That's good.

Except that one.
That window's a weak spot.

Nail it shut.

Nice.

Nice.

Nice.

17 feet, 6 inches.

So we just drill down
through the ceiling?

Next to this electrical junction
here.

Because Mickey Cohen
is blind,

he never sees the microphone
above his head.

The electrical junction
is where the ceiling light is.

The Mike goes into the light.
That's why he doesn't notice.

But wouldn't that depend
on the ceiling light?

Yes, it would, Professor.

That's why we're glad
it's a frosted-glass globe.

And you know this 'cause you've
been in his office so many times.

I know this
because of purchase orders.

City records,
electrical permits -

it's all there.

All you have to do
is check.

Of course, that takes patience,
brains...

Eh. Screw that.

27'3" -
"x" marks the spot.

Taking bets on this?

Drill.

¡Que se ponga al teléfono!

Dragna - that prick.

The minute your back was turned,
he hit us every which way.

I know, I know.
Blake's been filling me in.

You don't sound
all that exercised over this.

I thought you'd pop your
cork. Why would I, Mickey?

I got a secret weapon
dragna doesn't know about.

I got you.

Sir.

Now, why do you think dragna
suddenly grew a set of balls?

Me he's scared of.
You he doesn't think about.

He underestimates you,
Mickey.

Now, what do you do when
somebody throws a punch?

You punch back.

You make it sting
so he thinks twice next time.

That's right.

So while I'm in here, I need you
to be my face on the outside.

Use your judgment.
Do what you got to do.

I got to go.
I'm about to lose the call.

Nobody said
I couldn't use the phone.

I'm saying it.

Actually, you have no right. Excuse me?

By court order, our client is
entitled to certain amenities

while he's in custody.

That's quite a list.

I ask that
phone access be reinstated.

If not, we'll file a complaint
with the judge.

To hell with the phone,
the judge, and you.

You got a lot bigger problems
than a phone, Ben.

You're telling me.

By the time it got here,
the soup was cold.

Now, what's on your mind,
bill?

This is Lloyd Reese
with the city attorney.

I'm here
to discuss his case.

Let me guess - you've got
sid rothman in custody

and he's decided
to testify against me

and my only hope is
to fall to my knees and confess.

Good guess.

Good bluff.

Two things wrong with it,
though.

Sid is too smart to get caught
and too loyal to ever squeal.

Nice try.

Maybe you don't know him
as well as you think you do.

Yeah, well,

we were pitching pennies
down on Lafayette street,

lower east side,
when we were 5.

Sid even stepped
in front of a knife for me,

got sliced
from his groin to his throat.

You can't imagine the blood.

Took over 100 stitches

and more than a year
for him to walk right again.

So between the two of us,

I think I might know sid
a little bit better than you.

And sid knows that I would
lay down my life for him.

So even if the gas chamber
were thrown in

and I had to make a choice

between believing you
or trusting sid,

sorry, bill, you lose.

I'll see you in court
tomorrow.

We'll see who loses then.

Oh, I'll recognize you.

You'll be the guy with the shiny
badge and his dick in his hands.

And guess where
my dick's gonna be.

Bunny's pissed.

Soon as you can,
get over there and cool him out.

We'll talk later.

Sorry for my timing.

I've had calmer days.

Thanks for meeting here.

I'm surprised to get
your message. What's it about?

Leslie shermer.

I've heard the name.

Why have you?

"¡EL DINERO, ZORRA!

Is that blood?

His.

His idea
of making a point.

"Money, bitch"?

He and hecky were partners.
He wants his cut - $5,000.

He thinks I've got it.

I know he's one of Ben's.

I was hoping
you could put a leash on him.

I think this dog is rabid.

Why not take it to Joe?

He'd handle this
off the books.

And get him in deeper?

He was dodging bullets
last night. He's done enough.

Too much.

Good for you.

I can't get in deeper, either -
with Joe.

Closed that door
a long time ago.

Thought of opening it again.
Hurts too much.

You ever think about
telling him that?

Talk about it?

Oh, he talks now?

He's not the same guy now
as when we got back.

His edges aren't so frayed
these days.

And I'm happy for him.

He deserves some peace.

It's a long road...
Coming home.

He needed some time.

You didn't.

Nobody came back from the war
the way they went in, unbroken.

Some guys are just better
at faking it, like me.

Joe...

He had it worse than most.

What happened
on guadalcanal?

What did he bring home
with him?

All of it.

One thing I'm sure
he never told you.

The men in our platoon
that made it back alive...

...Joe's the only reason
we did.

Not a man would've made it
off that island if not for him.

It's not my story to tell.
It's his.

Maybe he will someday.

It's not a debt.

No strings. You get this shermer
off your back.

Everyone's happy.
I can't take that.

You can, and you will.

It's a gift,
from me to you.

'Cause I remember you both
when it was better.

Thank you.

Yeah.

What are you hearing?

Radio's on,
and it's the fight.

Louis just tagged Jersey Joe.

Grab the reel.

Don't turn around.

Talk quiet.

I have the money.
It's in my purse.

Just take it.

$5,000?

Mm. Thing is,
since our last chat,

a little bird sang
in my ear.

Doesn't matter whom. Just a guy
looking for a taste himself.

He tells me the deal
wasn't for 10 grand.

It was for $50,000.

That's right - $50,000.

Hecky was looking to screw me
from the start.

So now I want the whole whack -
all 50k.

I don't have that money.
I had to beg for the $5,000.

But I have something
worth $50,000.

The pictures and the negatives,
they're in a locker.

We'll go there right now.

I don't have the key.
Joe does.

The cop?

I can get it.
I'll need a few days.

Down payment.

You've got 24 hours
to get the key from your cop

and cough up the rest.

We have a problem.

Notice... I didn't say,
"I have a problem. "

I said "we. "

Smooth Watson.

Life was taken this morning
by one of dragna's.

Bunny, I'm so sorry.

Tomorrow morning, my community
will walk through these doors,

they will listen to the eulogy
delivered by the good reverend,

who will say many nice things
about the deceased,

most of them true.

But their eyes will be on me,
watching my every gesture,

trying to read my thoughts.

Right now, the women are pouring
their anger into their men's ears.

The men are listening

and wondering how much ammo
to stockpile.

Nobody wants a war.
Yet here we are.

A white man's squabble
has taken a black man's life.

The people in this community
don't much care

if it's dragna or Siegel
holding the bat

that crushed
smooth Watson's skull.

The fact that I do business
with both of these white men

makes me responsible.

What do you suggest?

A summit.

Get both sides to sit down,
hash it out.

This pot's boiling now.

Can't wait
till Ben's out of jail.

You won't have to.
Mickey Cohen has Ben's proxy.

We could do it here.
You'd be neutral territory.

What do you say, boys?

Feeling Swiss?

You think
you can pull that off?

Them coming down here would
show some respect, humility.

Qualities famously lacking

in both Jack dragna
and Mickey Cohen.

I can't speak for dragna,
but Mickey might surprise you.

There's more to him
than meets the eye.

You wouldn't think it,

but Mickey Cohen can actually be
a very reasonable man.

You garlic-eating
son of a bitch!

Here. Here, have a banana
instead, huh?

What?
You don't like bananas?

You work for the banana king of
L.A. you'll hurt his feelings.

Stucky,
peel me another one.

I think bananas are disgusting.
They make me want to puke.

Sammy thimble, right?

You caused us a lot of trouble
with bunny today,

trouble we don't need.

What do you do
when you get really mad?

Throw a pie
in somebody's face?

No, no, no, no, no.

Find me a nice green one.

Don't peel it.

What are you doing?!

What are you doing?!

"¡NO TE LIMITES A PELARLOS!"
"¡PLÁTANOS: MUCHAS FORMAS DE USARLOS!"

I'm showing you how to have
a banana a different way.

Be glad your boss don't
distribute pineapples.

Boys.

Rothman: This thing
will blow you in half.

I speak from experience.

Pistol out.

Left hand, two fingers,
slow.

You don't want me nervous.

Slide it over here.

You're crazy coming here.

Got every cop in town
looking for you.

Look, I don't know
what's on your mind -

we'll get to that.