Original subtitles

(soft 20s jazz music)

- [Dugan Voiceover] Saint Paul's always been a town

of Germans and Irish Catholics.

After the Great War,

nobody wanted much to do with the Germans

and no one ever wanted much

to do with us Irishmen, expect in Saint Paul.

Here, we ran the town

and we ran it our way.

Back in 1900, police chief John O'Connor

made a deal with the criminals.

It was pretty simple.

If a criminal would agree not to commit any crimes

inside the city limits of Saint Paul,

Chief O'Connor would not only leave them alone,

he'd protect them.

It kept the city safe.

Among the cops, and the criminals,

John O'Connor was a legend

and when he retired, every police chief after him

inherited his system.

Including me.

- Do you swear to uphold the laws

of the United States of America, the state of Minnesota,

and the city of Saint Paul, so help you God?

- I do.

- Congratulations.

Chief Dugan.

(applause)

- Congratulations.

- Congratulations.

(upbeat jazz music)

- [Sawyer Voiceover] The fix was in in Saint Paul.

If you were on the run, Saint Paul was the place to be.

When you arrived in town,

you go straight to the Green Lantern Saloon.

Where the Irish mob boss, Dapper Dan Hogan,

explained just how the O'Connor system worked.

You make a little contribution

to the police retirement fund,

didn't matter if you stole some jewels

in Minneapolis or robbed a bank in Chaska,

if you could make it safely back home

to the Saint Paul city limits,

you were literally home free.

It was a pretty sweet deal.

Me, I was Dan Hogan's right hand man.

He had everything I ever wanted.

Money.

Power.

Respect.

(explosion)

What else is there?

(rainfall)

- Here, boss.

- Let us pray to the lord also for ourselves.

May we, who mourn, be reunited one day with our brother.

- Looked into all the rumors,

I checked with all of our usual sources

and if the New York mob had anything to do with this.

Nobody's admitting anything.

To get right down to it,

I think Mrs. Hogan is probably right.

Everything points to Harry Sawyer.

- Our brother, Daniel Hogan,

has gone to rest in the peace of Christ.

May the lord now welcome him

to the table of God's chosen in heaven.

Where faith and hope and eternal life.

Let us assist him with our prayers.

- You've done your job.

You've looked into it.

A lot of things could have happened.

We have no evidence.

You hit a dead end

and I don't want to spend anymore time on this,

so case closed.

- You're telling me to drop the case?

I'm just getting started.

- Hogan's gone, he's dead.

Sawyer is in charge now

and I have to deal with him.

I don't like the idea

but you have to understand.

These are the not the kind of people you mess with.

We are moving on.

(somber jazz music)

(soft jazz music) (people chatting)

- Mr. Dillinger.

Welcome to Saint Paul.

(indistinct chatting)

- Sawyer in here?

- Yeah, that's him right at the end of the bar.

- Mr. Sawyer.

- John Dillinger.

- How are you doing?

I'm looking for a place to lay low for awhile.

- My attorney, Bob French.

(indistinct chatter in background)

- Saint Paul has become a safe haven

for the biggest name gangster from allover the country.

It's a veritable who's who of American gangster.

John Dillinger's gang was recently spotted there.

Baby face Nelson, Machine gun Kelly,

and most notably the Barker-Karpis gang,

lead by this woman, Ma Barker.

She's groomed her two boys,

Doc and Fred, to become two of the most ruthless criminals

of our time.

What they didn't learn from her,

they learned from this guy.

Alvin Karpis.

By all accounts, a brilliant criminal mind,

photographic memory, and a meticulous planner.

Gentlemen, pack your bags.

We're going to Saint Paul.

- Barker!

Doc Barker. - Yeah?

- Let's go, you're out of here.

- All right.

Skeeter, been good knowing you.

You take care of yourself.

I'm gonna get me some dames and some whiskey.

- You lucky son of a bitch.

- Get in there, get in there.

Move.

30 seconds.

Come on, move.

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

- [Woman] Yes, yes.

- Let's go, move!

- Get in there, dames.

- All right, all right.

- Let's go, let's go, let's go.

(soft ragtime music)

- Back in his office.

- Hi, how'd it go?

- Pretty good.

I'll be right back.

- Hey, you'll come find me later won't you?

- I'll find you.

- Yeah, don't be gone too long.

I might not be here.

- Be right back.

(soft 20s jazz music)

- Not bad.

- These goddamn small town banks

aint got much anymore.

I mean they're easy

but there's no money in em.

Bunch of damn farmers

burying their money in a corner of a barn.

- [Fred] We'd be better off robbing the farmers.

- I'll get you 25 cents on the dollar.

- [Karpis] 25 cents?

We used to get 45.

- There's a depression on.

Those days are gone.

You boys just relax.

I'll have your cash for you pretty soon.

- Yeah, the sooner the better.

Let's go get a drink.

(soft piano music)

(soft 20s jazz music)

- Let's go again. - That's a good roll there.

- [Man] I got 20, I got 20.

- 20?

Shit, that's hardly worth my time.

Put some real money down here, Freddy.

Come on, make it 100.

Let's go.

- Just roll the dice, come on.

- Yeah!

(laughing)

- [Doc] I need a drink.

- This is my boy.

What do you want?

- [Doc] Whisky.

- Whisky it is.

Two whiskies.

(cheers)

(20s jazz music)

- Ready.

(downbeat ragtime music)

- Mr. Sawyer, he's here.

- Okay.

(20s jazz music)

(overlapping chatting)

- [Woman] Let's go, let's go.

(20s jazz music)

- Look at all this.

What's going on?

- Dillinger just got into town.

That gonna be a problem?

- I sure hope not.

I don't need anymore problems.

- He'll be fine, he knows the rules.

- Okay.

See you next week.

- Chief.

We've got a problem.

There's a guy out there

that says the Barkers live next door to him.

What do I tell him?

- Don't him anything for now.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah?

Yeah.

Okay I'll get him out of there.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Yeah, it's Sawyer.

Your neighbor tipped off the police.

The cops are on their way.

You got 15 minutes tops.

- Shit.

(upbeat jazz music)

Get out of here.

Freddy.

Cops are on their way.

Freddy, let's go.

You go get Karpis.

I'm gonna get the car.

Let's go, cops are on the way.

- [Karpis] I didn't ask for this!

- [Fred] You coming?

- In a minute.

What is wrong with you?

You're acting insane.

All right, I'm gonna fix this.

All right, relax.

Yes. - Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

- What's wrong with you?

You're acting like a little bitch.

- He's coming.

- Sorry about that, boys.

Look at you.

Let's get you boys set up with a drink.

- I'd love a drink.

- Anything you want, it's on me.

Go upstairs, tell the cook to fire up the grill.

Make sure these boys get a nice big steak, huh?

Full spread.

- Okay, Mr. Sawyer.

- Chief, this guys still there.

You gotta give me something to tell him.

- Send a couple guys over.

- All right.

- [Man] It's already too much.

(20s jazz music)

- This won't be any different

than any small town bank.

The only reason I came to talk to ya

is because it's right across the river.

- I appreciate that, I really do.

You know the deal.

As long as it's not in Saint Paul,

I don't care what you do.

Just be careful.

- I don't think it's gonna be that difficult.

- It's the biggest bank in Minneapolis.

- Yeah, I know.

It's full of money.

- What I'm saying is I'm not so sure it's a three man job.

- If we need more men, we can get 'em.

- You know, Dillinger wants to team up with you guys.

- Yeah, we know that, and we don't think it's a good idea.

- Why's that?

- I don't even like the idea of him in this town.

He's drawing too much attention to himself.

He's too flashy.

We like to quietly go about our business.

- Okay.

That it?

- That's it.

- Good luck.

Bring any new guys into town,

you make sure they come and see me.

- I will.

Thank you.

- Foods getting cold, Al.

- Did you get his permission?

- Yeah, he's all right.

(upbeat jazz music)

- Mr. Lawson, sir.

(indistinct)

Excuse me.

(shouts)

- [Karpis] This is a bank robbery.

Get down.

I said get down.

- Hands where I can see 'em.

- You, the vault now.

(gunshot)

- Get down, grandma.

Get down, grandma.

(glass shattering)

(shouts)

- Hey!

- All right, hands where I can see them.

Move!

- All right, everyone stay down.

Down!

- Just over the last 12 months,

one out of every five bank robberies

across the entire country occurred in this state

and not one of them in Saint Paul.

(gunfire)

Our police force is protecting some

of the worst criminals in the country

and it's our police force

that's allowing them to hide out among us

in our own neighborhoods.

It used to be about keeping the city safe

but this layover agreement is no longer something

to proud of, and that's why I ran for mayor.

- Honey, you have a phone call.

- Okay, hon.

Yeah?

- Barker's just killed two Minneapolis cops.

What's the matter with those guys?

What happened over there?

- I don't know.

Minneapolis is not my problem.

- For God's sakes, they killed two cops.

It damn well is your problem.

- Look, we're not robbing candy stores here.

- I don't care.

This is too close to home.

I know most of those guys over there.

- Hey, what can you do about it now?

It's over.

- You tell those guys to stay away from the cops,

stay away from Minneapolis.

This is just too close to home.

- [Sawyer] All right.

I'll do what I can.

- I have an appointment with the mayor.

- I'll let him know you're here, Mr. Dugan.

He'll see you now.

- Thanks for coming.

You probably know why you're here.

- I have a pretty good idea.

This mayors a goddamn idiot.

He has no idea what he's getting into.

He can't fire me.

The guild won't let that happen.

- I don't have a police chief I can work with,

that's a big problem.

- Well what's the worst that could happen?

I mean even if he appoints somebody from the outside?

I guarantee ya I'll still be there.

We got plenty of guys that will work with us.

This does not have to come from the top.

- I got a lot at stake here.

- [Dugan] Don't worry.

- You got a lot at stake, too.

- Gentlemen, before we get started,

I would like to introduce you to the new chief of police

Tom O'Brien.

- Gentlemen.

- Mayor, Tom, please have a seat.

Let's see if we can work something out here.

Now you have the right as mayor

to appoint whoever you wish to be police chief,

you do not have the right, however,

to fire Officer Dugan, or any other officer,

for that matter, without cause.

- There's plenty of cause.

Hell, Harry Sawyer's in and out

of that police station like he keeps an office there.

- Harry Sawyer has a right to be in that police station

just like any other citizen.

- Everyone knows who Harry Sawyer is

and everyone knows he's there to pay off Chief Dugan.

- You got any proof of that?

- Again, Mr. Mayor do you have any proof

of those accusations?

- You know, three years ago when Chief O'Brien here

was in charge of investigation Dan Hogan's murder.

- Hold it now, hold it.

- All the evidence pointed right at Harry Sawyer

and he closed the case, right?

Can you explain that to me?

- You know goddamn well there was no way

to prove any of that.

The case just came to a dead end.

- Tom, Tom.

I'm sorry, I had to take a strong stand in there.

If I don't get Dugan fired,

it sort of looks like I'm not doing anything.

- Look, you hired me to do a job,

now let me do it.

You want to clean up corruption and crime in this town?

You get rid of Harry Sawyer, not the cops.

- Tom, Tom.

- We're not gonna let the mayor dictate what we'll do.

We'll get you a position that you deserve.

- Well I hope so.

I'm not gonna be a beat cop.

I'll tell you that much.

- That's not gonna happen.

- You know, I wouldn't worry about that if I were you.

These politicians, they come and go.

I still have connections at city hall.

And we got people on the city council.

- Mr. Sawyer, you got a phone call.

- I'm busy.

- Harry, structures in place for this to work out

the way it always has.

I just don't see any reason to be concerned.

The mayor, he can't do anything

without the votes on the city council

and he just won't have them.

- I hope not.

Some people forget how they got elected.

- Well, I can assure they won't forget that.

- Excuse me, sir, it's Dugan.

I think it's important.

- Excuse me.

Yeah?

- [Dugan] Well, it happened.

I got demoted.

- What does that mean?

- [Dugan] They made me a detective.

- Yeah, so what does that mean for me?

- [Dugan] I don't know yet.

All I know is they're making Tom O'Brien new chief.

- Who's O'Brien?

- [Dugan] He was a detective.

Basically, I took his job and he took mine.

- Can we work with him?

- [Dugan] No, not a chance.

I know this guy.

His brothers a priest and he's not much different.

- What are we gonna do?

- [Dugan] I don't know.

Give me some time to figure that out.

I'm still there, we got all the same people.

Just give me some time.

I think everything will be all right.

- I hope you're right.

- [Dugan] Yeah, me too.

(low tense music)

(engine stalling)

(soft tense music)

(indistinct chatting) (soft jazz music)

- Where's your apartment?

- On Grand.

Not far.

(soft jazz music)

- Put your money down, boys.

Why thank you.

- Everybody get out of here, cops are coming.

Let's go!

Tony, get 'em out of here.

Take them out the back.

- Okay, you heard him, let's go.

- Get your guns.

(indistinct chatting)

- You know what to do with it.

Be careful.

Take her out the back way.

Keep an eye out.

- Out you go.

- Set me up with one of them drinks.

- FBI, we have a warrant.

Open up.

- Knock it down.

Knock it down.

- Freeze, FBI, freeze.

- Harry Sawyer, FBI.

We got a warrant to search anything

and everything in this building.

- [Agent] Found a safe here.

- Mr. Sawyer, I'm police chief O'Brien.

You better start getting used to this sort of thing.

- I know who you are.

- Well, we're gonna get to know each other a lot better.

Tear this place apart.

- Have a look around, boys.

(glass shattering)

- Safe's empty.

- Let's go.

Let's get out of here.

- Tony, clean this shit up, all right?

You want to tell me what the hells going on?

They just tore up my bar.

- [Dugan] I don't know.

If it wasn't for the judge who issued the warrant,

I wouldn't of known about the raid.

We got lucky this time.

- Lucks not good enough.

I need good information.

I can't function without.

- There's nothing I can do.

O'Brien's not talking to any of the cops,

he's just dealing exclusively with the Feds.

I mean, nobody knows what the hell he's doing.

- Who the fuck does this guy think he is anyway?

I built this goddamn town.

He's gonna find that out real soon.

- What are you gonna do, go after him?

He's the chief of police, you'll never get away with that.

I mean, come on.

You think things are bad now?

You start going after cops,

you are done in this town.

- Then I need good information.

You want to keep getting paid?

You better figure something out.

- Mrs. Sawyer, we got a warrant to search the house.

Let's go.

(soft tense music)

- Check behind that painting.

Right there.

- Don't worry about this.

- They said they had a warrant.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

That cop made us get out of the house.

- Don't worry about it.

Come on, get in the car, let's get out of here.

- You're just gonna leave them there?

- Come on.

Let's stay at a hotel for the night, huh?

- Can't we just wait for them to leave?

- No, I'm not gonna give them the satisfaction.

(doorbell ringing)

(knocking at door)

(doorbell ringing) (knocking)

- What are you doing?

- Why the fuck didn't you tell me about the raid?

- I did.

- Not my bar, my home!

They're standing in my goddamn living room.

Nobody messes with my family, nobody.

- I didn't know about it.

I swear--

- Goddamn, it's your job to know about it.

- I'm doing everything I can do.

- My bars one thing but they better stay

the fuck away from my family

and you better start doing your fucking job.

I'm putting somebody in the ground for this.

I swear to fucking God.

(soft piano music)

- I'll see the 20 and I'll raise a 50.

- I'm out.

- [Bartender] Brandy?

(soft piano music)

- Mr. Peifer.

Mr. Dugan here, he wants a couple more credits.

- Sorry about your job.

Give us a minute.

You owe me a lot of money.

- I've always paid you.

- I don't know how you're planning on doing that.

You and I both know you don't have the money.

But I might be able to make this a little easier for you.

- How so?

- Look.

There's no secret I made my money running booze, not here

but that's over now, you got to move on,

got to be creative, find new ways of making money

and you're now in a very unique position

to help me do that.

(soft piano music)

- Compliments of Mr. Peifer.

He'd like to speak to you.

- I'll be right back.

(sighs)

I don't like the idea of snatching kids.

- What if it's not a kid?

William Hamm Junior.

- Does Sawyer know about this?

- Not yet.

I want to make sure I have all the pieces in place

before I go to him.

- If Sawyer's in, we're in.

- Good.

(soft piano music)

- [Radio] We interrupt this broadcast

to bring you an urgent announcement.

Just moments ago, the police were engaged

in a shootout at an apartment building

near Lexington Parkway and Grand Avenue.

(shouting)

(shouting)

Machine gun fire was heard several blocks away.

(muffled groaning)

The wounded man was in his late 30s.

There was a young woman with him

and another man who also got away in a separate shootout.

We can't confirm this and we don't want

to unnecessarily alarm anyone

but it's suspected that the wounded man

now at large was John Dillinger.

(groaning)

- The bullet went all the way through.

It didn't seem to do any real damage.

What the hell happened here?

- You tell me.

The cops came knocking at my door.

I thought I was supposed to be safe here.

What the hell am I paying you for, anyway?

(groans)

- I promise you, this won't happen again.

- [Dillinger] Better not.

(tense music)

- I'm getting a little tired of this shit.

So how'd they find Dillinger?

- I don't know.

I have no way of knowing what the Feds are up to.

- It wasn't the Feds, it's the cops.

Feds had any idea what they were doing,

I would of been out of business a long time ago.

It's this O'Brien fella, he's my problem.

Now what the hell are we gonna do about this guy?

- Nothing, we're not gonna do anything.

He's the chief of police.

- Look, I know you got a soft spot in your heart

for these cops.

But I don't.

- Well look, you're just gonna have to work around him.

He called the agreement off.

So I guess it's like what you said.

If the cops aren't gonna hold up their end

of the agreement, why should you?

- Saint Paul?

So what you're telling me now is Saint Paul is fair game?

That destroys everything I have.

It's not easy getting to where I'm at.

I'm not throwing it all away 'cause one guy

is standing in my way.

- Look, it's over.

The new mayor is changing everything

and even if you get rid of one police chief,

they'll just bring in another one and another

and another.

The whole town is behind him on this.

It's over.

Things are just never gonna be the same.

- I got a whole town full of guys

that pay for my protection.

What the hell am I supposed to tell them?

- I don't know.

Tell them they can stay at their own risk.

I don't know what you tell them but it is over.

- Somebody ought to tell this O'Brien

that the only reason this town hasn't been blown apart

is that these guys have been protected.

If they're not, all hell's gonna break loose.

Somebody ought to tell him that.

- I think he already knows that.

Look, just 'cause I'm not chief anymore

doesn't mean I can't help.

I'm still the lead detective.

What you're gonna have to do,

is you're gonna have to change the way you do business.

You remember the Lindbergh baby?

- Yeah, what about it?

- They got 50 grand for that baby.

- So what?

- So if there's any kidnapping in Saint Paul,

I'll be in charge of the investigation.

- You want to do kidnappings?

- Yeah.

It beats robbing banks

and with me investigating, there's no risk.

- I don't believe this.

I got the FBI following me everywhere I go.

24 hours a day they're outside my joint.

This O'Brien ups my ass and wants to bring me down

and you want to do kidnappings.

That doesn't really solve my problem.

- Look, it's all that's left.

- Ma!

Dunlop, where in the hells the damn bacon?

- In the freezer.

- You put it in the freezer?

Goddamn it, Dunlop.

Look at this.

Look what you did, you stupid son of a bitch.

The goddamn bacon goes in the goddamn refrigerator.

- Hit me.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah?

All right, go ahead.

Yeah, I got it.

All right.

- When will you be back?

- Couple days.

- Where are you going?

- Hi, baby.

Oh, I'll see you when I get back.

I have some business to take care of, okay?

Now, you take care of mommy while I'm gone.

You're in charge.

- I want to come.

- Not this time, baby.

This is grownup business, you won't have any fun.

- [Doc] Got a light?

- Yeah, sure.

- [Fred] Just cooperate and you won't get hurt.

- [Karpis] Good afternoon, Mr. Hamm.

- Let's get out of here.

Well, hurry up.

(water babbling)

- Sit down.

You open your eyes and you're dead.

- How'd it go, any problems?

- Nothing to it.

- Anybody see you?

- Nah, nobody saw nothing.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

Nothing to worry about.

- [Dugan] Hello?

- Hey, it's me.

We got him.

- [Dugan] Good.

- Anything happen on your end?

- [Dugan] Nothing, no ones reported anything yet.

- Let me know the minute you hear something.

- Okay.

- Can't believe you put up with this guy.

I don't believe this guy.

He's such a drunk.

Can't believe it.

What's the point?

- Stop it, stop it.

- [Doc] I can smell him already.

- [Ma] Just lay off him.

- Dunlop, you're a real piece of shit.

You know that?

- [Fred] You stink.

- Why did you call me that?

- I can smell you from here.

(overlapping shouting)

- Relax, hey relax. - Hey, Dunlop.

- Slow down and take your flies with you man.

- Yeah, have another drink.

- Sit down. - I'm going to the bar.

- Sit down! - I'm going to the bar.

- Sit down.

- Let him go.

- You guys are staying here tonight.

- We were gonna go chase some dames tonight.

- No, you're not, you're not chasing dames.

You're staying here.

- What?

- We got to be ready to go.

- We're ready, we're ready.

Hey, do you guys think it's funny

we make ham sandwiches as a?

- [Karpis] We do need to feed him.

- [Doc] And his name's Hamm.

All right.

Hey, Hamm.

I got a ham sandwich for you.

- William Hamm Junior just got kidnapped.

He went home for lunch and never came back.

Shortly after that,

they delivered a ransom note to Mr. Dunn.

- I'm Detective Dugan.

- He's a friend of the family.

Look, I want you to take all the men you need.

Go door to door, talk to the neighbors.

Somebody must of seen something.

Drop everything else you're doing.

I want to get that kid back.

- What the ransom note say?

- They're asking $100,000.

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

- Yeah, they want to get this over with quickly,

they're gonna pay.

- That's good.

- Yeah, William Dunn's gonna handle the payoff for 'em.

O'Brien's thinking about putting an officer

in the backseat of the car.

- You gotta make sure that doesn't happen.

- I can't guarantee that.

I think you just better make sure

that the final communication says no cops.

- These boys got to know if they're walking

into an ambush.

- Yeah, I'll let you know.

- Let's go get him.

- I do all the thinking and they do all the work.

I'm the brains of the--

- Arthur.

Is he bothering you?

- No.

He's harmless.

- Let's take him home, Doc.

- I was just having a little fun.

- Let's go.

- I want to go back inside.

- You want to go back inside?

- Here's to your continued good health.

All right?

All right.

- Not that your Ma aint good, she's great.

You should see her.

She'll do anything.

- Son of a bitch.

(gunshot)

(gurgling)

- Jesus Christ, Doc.

What the hell you're doing?

- Did you hear what he said about Ma?

- What are we gonna tell Ma?

- We aint gonna say shit.

Let's get him out of here.

(groaning)

(grunts)

- All right give me a minute,

I'm gonna see what I can do about this.

All right, let's go.

You'll be fine, okay?

You ready for this?

- Yeah.

- I still want to put an officer in that back seat.

- They specifically warned against that.

I'll be all right.

- Okay, you be careful now.

Anything goes wrong, you get out of there.

Okay, I'll be close behind.

Okay?

Dugan, come with me.

Anything new?

- No, not yet.

(phone ringing)

- [Doc] Ma, we looked everywhere for him.

Who knows?

- [Fred] He's just a drunk.

- Boys better get going.

- Let's go.

- [Fred] Come on, buddy.

We're going.

- [Doc] Your old man better not bring the cops.

- Hey, be careful.

Got to be ready for anything.

- We got it.

- Hey.

Hey.

- How the hell do you listen to that shit?

- Any chance Harry Sawyer's involved in this thing?

- No, I'm not aware that he's ever been involved

in anything like this.

- Not even in retaliation for us shutting down the system?

- Well, Harry Sawyer's a lot of things.

One of the things he's not is stupid.

- Maybe he's desperate.

Basically we closed down his business.

We closed down the Green Lantern.

Can't imagine anybody's paying him

for his protection anymore.

What's he doing for money anyway?

How do you think he launders his money?

Who does he go through?

- I don't have any idea how he runs his business.

But if we find that out, then we got him.

I got some people I can talk to.

Let me see what I can find out.

- Anything goes wrong, we'll be right here.

Be careful.

Good luck.

(low tense music)

- Walk.

Go.

Take a walk.

Walk, walk.

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(indistinct chatting)

- All right boys.

Here's your cut.

- [Doc] Let's celebrate.

Who wants some drinks?

- [Fred] I want a drink.

- [Doc] You want a drink?

- [Fred] I'll have one.

- [Doc] All right.

- 45 grand.

- Not gonna be safe around here anymore for anybody.

You boys better get out of town.

- Yeah.

Yeah, we'll get out of here first thing in the morning.

- Good.

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- Line 'em up. - Want a drink?

- [Man] Yeah.

Bartender.

All around, let's go.

(indistinct chatting)

(water babbling)

- This guy asked me for a light,

next thing I know there's a bag over my head

and they shove me in a car.

- We're even.

All debts are paid.

- Queen high four.

- Mr. Dugan, brandy? - Yeah.

- You win.

- Thank you, gentlemen.

- [Dugan] Well, gentlemen.

Deal me in.

- Hey, hey.

New blood.

- Old money.

- Everywhere I go, the press is hounding me

over this Hamm's kidnapping.

They're not given me a moments piece on this.

If we don't put someone away for this,

the goddamn press will be calling for my resignation.

- Look, we're continuing to look into this thing

but right now, we just don't have any leads.

- They're gonna want someone's head to roll for this

and it just might be you.

- If it is it is.

But until then, I'm gonna continue to do my job.

You ended a corrupt system

that's been going on for over 30 years.

What did you expect?

We both knew this wasn't gonna be easy.

Did you think these gangsters were just

gonna up and leave town

because you called off the agreement?

These aren't civilized people.

Who knows what they're capable of?

It may get worse before it gets better.

We're just gonna have to weather this storm.

- You about ready?

- Are you sure we have to move?

- We don't have a choice.

They're following me everywhere I go.

I got to shake these guys.

This is no way to live.

Out in the country, we'll spend a little time together,

no one will bother us.

You, me, Franny.

You're gonna love it.

- It's in the middle of nowhere.

- It's not in the middle of nowhere.

It's just outside of town.

- But Harry our friends are here in town.

- Look, it's a 20 minute drive.

They'll all come visit.

It's not like we're moving away up north.

It's no big deal.

Come on.

It aint that bad.

Look, this is something we have to do.

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- Sawyer here?

- Yeah, he's inside.

- Where's Sawyer?

- Look, Fred, it's not like I'm bringing her home to Ma.

- She was without a doubt the ugliest woman in the bar.

- Hey.

I thought she was good.

- If you're gonna pick an ugly one,

you couldn't pick anyone uglier than that.

- Where's Sawyer?

- I heard a lot about you.

Karpis.

Come with me.

- I thought you like when I read your stories?

You want Mommy to read you a story?

No?

You're tough.

- Bad timing, hon.

- Tough aint you?

Say, I'm tough, Ma.

Tell Mommy I'm tough.

Right?

That's good, quiet, don't say nothing.

Take her inside for me, will ya, hon?

- Yeah.

- Give us a minute, babe.

- Well, this is quaint.

So what's going on?

- Five minutes out of Saint Paul and O'Brien's

got no jurisdiction.

I'm setting up shop right here.

- Well, it's not the Green Lantern.

- Got everything I need.

- So, what's this business proposition?

- Tell him, Al.

- Going after Edward Bremer.

- Gonna kidnap him?

- Yeah.

I'm thinking we can get 200 grand.

That's what they got for that oilman down in Oklahoma.

His family's got the money to foot the bill.

It's pocket change to them.

We'll take him out of state

to the cabin in Illinois, same as last time.

It was smooth then, it will be smooth now.

- He knows what he's talking about.

- I want a bigger cut this time.

I want half.

- That's a lot of money.

We do all the risky stuff.

- Yeah, well with me on the inside, there is no risk.

- There's plenty enough risk to go around.

There's no reason to get greedy.

- Try it without me.

I won't stand in your way.

- You want half?

Fine.

We'll give you half.

- So when you gonna do this?

- Soon.

- How you gonna do it?

- Don't worry about details, I'll take care of that.

- I need to know.

I don't want any surprises.

- Go ahead and tell him, Al.

- I've been following him for awhile.

Everyday on his way to work takes his daughter to school.

Isn't that sweet?

- Bye, Dad.

- Bye, have a good day.

See you tonight.

What the hell?

What is going on here?

What is the meaning of this?

(grunting)

- Get up here.

- What is the meaning of this?

Let go of me.

You will be sorry.

Do you know who I am?

Let me go. - Get in there.

You son of a bitch.

- Unhand me!

- Get in here.

(grunting)

Son of a bitch.

- Yeah, I understand.

- I thought you'd want to know.

Edward Bremer was just kidnapped.

- Yeah, I know.

I'm talking to the mayor right now.

- I'm on my way to see the family.

- You let me know what's going on, will ya?

- Yeah, I will.

- Okay.

Yeah, I will.

As soon as I know something, I'll let you know.

All right.

(indistinct chatting)

- I'm Detective Dugan.

- Okay.

- So, why are all you guys here?

What made this a federal matter?

- The Bremers.

They're friend with the president.

- Detective.

- So what do we know?

- Look, the FBI has got this under control.

- Well, I'm sure they do but it's my case.

I need to know what's going on.

- Well, you do what you need to do

but stay out of our way.

- Excuse me.

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Look, they want proof he's alive

or they're not gonna pay.

- Okay.

- There was a creamery robbery here this morning,

mention that, and make sure the note is in his handwriting.

- I'll take care of it.

- We gotta get this over with.

Turns out the Bremers are friends of the president.

There's Feds allover the place.

Hoover's sending 150 more.

I mean I think we really fucked this up.

- Hey, listen to me.

Just, just take care of your end of it.

- Get up, let's go.

- Get your hands off me.

What the hell?

- Shut up.

Sit down.

- I'm hungry.

- Don't move.

Now, write what we tell you to write.

- I'm not writing anything.

- Go ahead, tempt me.

- You're probably wondering if I'm still alive.

- [Man] I don't know!

I don't know!

- [Man] Sawyer, where's Sawyer at?

- [Man] I don't even know him.

- Speak up, boy!

- Fuck you, punk!

- Son of a bitch.

(screaming)

(heaving)

(screaming)

(muffled screaming)

- [Man] Who are you working with?

I want names.

(indistinct shouting)

(screaming)

- How's it coming?

- Well, he's telling us what we want

to know about Sawyer

and he's about to tell us some more.

- Summertime when you were a tiny baby,

when you were grown up, all grown up.

(phone ringing)

- Where.

- I'm so sorry.

(phone ringing)

Yeah?

- I got bad news.

The Feds are taking over the investigation.

Now, look, I'm doing the best I can

but they want to see you for questioning.

They think you're in on it.

- Why would they think that?

- Well, I don't know, they're not telling me much.

- Where's Sawyer, where's hiding?

- I'd tell you if I knew.

(heaving)

Okay, okay!

Okay!

Okay, okay!

- Yeah, 150 new agents.

Yeah, it's a problem.

Well, no, there's nothing I can do about it, all right.

- Tim, thought you ought to know.

Chief's got a guy downstairs

spilling his guts on Sawyer.

- Ah, shit.

I'll be right there.

I'll call you back.

Where the hell are they?

- Downstairs.

- All right.

- And the people who were with you.

- Sir, no one can go in there.

- What the hell are you doing here?

This is a police station.

- I got my orders.

- Yeah, stop me.

- Sir, sir. - Get your hands off me.

- Hey, hey, hey!

- This is my case!

- Stay out of this.

- Fuck you, don't ever touch me again.

- He's in the country!

- Get these guys over on the side over here.

- All right, guys.

You guys, let's go.

- Hey, I'll see you in Cleveland in a couple days.

My guys there will take care of you.

I'm sorry about this, baby.

- Harry, we have to get going.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Can't take any chances.

- See you in a couple days.

(car engine humming)

- What are you doing here?

- Where is he?

- He's locked up in the backroom.

He's complaining about everything.

I got tired of listening to him.

- Look, I don't know what's going on.

I think the Feds are onto us.

They got to have some kind of informant.

- Who?

- I don't know.

Fucking Dugan.

He's oblivious.

He's in there?

- [Karpis] You know, it's his job to know that.

- The longer this shit drags on

the fucking riskier it gets.

- [Karpis] They're stalling for some reason.

They're not paying up.

- Yeah, I want to get this over with.

These fucking guys ever do anything?

- We're taking turns.

One of us has got to stay awake.

- Jesus Christ.

You want one?

- No, I got to stay sharp.

(laughing)

- Got to learn to build up a little tolerance.

Look at me.

Two pints a day since before you were born.

Keeps me going.

- So, what are we gonna do?

- We aint got a lot of time here.

We're not letting this thing drag on

and get caught.

You write one last ransom note.

Either they pay or up.

Or we kill him.

- Okay.

Yeah, we'll be crystal clear about that.

- Look, whichever way this thing turns out,

we can't go back to Saint Paul.

- What are you talking about?

Saint Paul is the best racket in the country.

This will blow over.

We'll just lay low for awhile.

- Look, I'm sorry, kid.

It's over.

- Chief.

Why in the hell are the Feds

fingerprinting cops out in the lobby?

- Detective, I'm in a meeting.

- Well this is bullshit.

You're not getting my fingerprints.

They're just looking for fall guys.

- We're just trying to rule some people out.

- Well rule me out, rule me in.

I don't give a damn what you do.

I don't trust you guys as far as I can throw ya.

- You're gonna look guilty if you don't.

- Well, you're treating us like criminals anyway.

Why don't you let us fingerprint you

and see what we find?

You're just trying to set us up.

The only way you're gonna get my fingerprints

is off my dead body.

I aint doing this.

- Every time we get a ransom note,

it's got information in it very few people know.

He's always one of 'em.

- Well, we'll find out, won't we?

Who else do you want to wiretap besides him?

- Everyone.

Everyone in the station.

We're gonna get to the bottom of this.

- Tim, Chief wants to see you.

- I was just in there.

Chief.

You wanted to see me?

- Yeah.

Come on in, have a seat.

The Feds think you're involved in these kidnappings.

- The Feds?

You know, the FBI has no idea what they're doing.

I mean, come on, they got the president

of the United States and J. Edgar Hoover involved

and they still don't have a lead.

I mean, what did you expect?

- Look, you're already under investigation.

They think you're involved.

- Oh what is this all about, that damn fingerprinting thing?

- Yeah, what you expect to happen?

Everyone in the department got fingerprinted expect you.

- Well, I told you this would happen, didn't I?

They're trying to set me up.

- Shit, Tim, just give them your prints.

They'll probably drop it.

- I mean, why are they doing this?

What's it's all about it?

I mean fingerprinting the whole damn station.

- They found prints allover Harry Sawyer's country home.

They just want to make sure none

of them belong to anybody in the department.

Just do it.

- No, I'm not gonna do it.

Why do you trust these guys, anyway?

Everybody in here is upset

because you're even working with the Feds.

I'm just standing up for myself.

Everybody else should of done the same thing.

- You know, they have ways of making you do this

if they want to.

- [Dugan] Well, I'm not doing it.

- Look, I can't have anyone who's

under federal investigation for a kidnapping working here.

- Now I'm under investigation for kidnapping

'cause I won't give up my fingerprints?

- I'm trying to help you.

You're not leaving my any choice.

I'm suspending you without pay indefinitely.

Trust me, I'm doing you a favor.

- Well thanks a lot.

This is bullshit.

- Just get printed.

Get your prints.

Goddamn it, Tim, you didn't leave me any choice.

- Gonna let it out a little bit here.

How's your family?

- They're all right.

Business is no good.

Down over 50 percent.

Times are tough for everybody though, right?

- Good afternoon.

I'll be right with ya.

This looks good.

Gonna fit real nice.

Leave it on the rack back there

and I'll have it for you in a couple of days.

- Thanks, Henry.

- I don't suppose you came in here to buy a suit.

- I got to move 100.

- I know, I read the papers.

Feds are looking for you.

- I know.

That's why I got to get this done quick.

- I don't know, Harry.

Things are gonna be hard to move.

You can bet the Feds know every serial number

on every one of those bills.

They're gonna have to be spread over several states.

That's a lot of work.

- Just price it in,

but I got to get this done quick

and I'm gonna need some cash upfront.

- I think I can take care of you.

[O'Brien] They sent another ransom note.

They say it's the last one.

- Honey, why don't you let me handle this?

- Here's what we know.

A farmer in Northern Illinois just reported finding

three five gallon gas cans in a ditch near his farm.

The Barker's fingerprints are allover them.

We don't know for sure if they're the kidnappers

but it's a distinct possibility

and we're taking it very seriously.

We also found their fingerprints

allover Harry Sawyer's country home.

- We've issued an All Points Bulletin

for the Barkers and Sawyer.

- I just want my son back.

(horn honks)

- That's the $100,000.

I'll take the other half

and we'll meet at the hotel in Cleveland

in a couple of days

and we'll finish splitting up the rest.

- Yeah, I'll see you there.

- Nice fresh shirt.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

- Say, pal.

Tell me what room Mrs. Campbell's in.

I'm her husband.

- Just one moment sir.

- Anything wrong?

- Just one moment.

- Mr. Sawyer.

I'm sorry to have to tell you this

but your wife was arrested last night, in the bar.

- What about the little girl that was with her?

- [Manager] They took her, too.

I'm sorry, Mr. Sawyer.

(phone ringing)

- How you doing?

- Terrible.

- That's what I heard.

- Here's your cut.

It's all clean bills.

Take care of Dugan?

- Yeah, I gave him five grand.

(laughing)

- How'd he take it?

- Well, he wasn't too happy.

- Fuck him, I'm done with him anyway.

I'm going down south where the Feds aint looking for me.

I suggest you do the same.

- Well, getting the hell out of here, that's for sure.

(soft piano music)

(bell ringing)

- Fueling her up?

- Yeah, take care of it.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hey, man.

Let me get one of those, would ya?

(mumbles)

(bell ringing)

(engines revving)

- Out of the car!

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- Your honor, gentlemen of the jury.

This case is about more than just the kidnapping

Mr. Harry Sawyer is accused of masterminding,

it's about crime in general in this city

and that man, sitting before you,

who has been the kingpin of all criminal activity

in Saint Paul for almost a decade.

Mr. Sawyer's involvement in this kidnapping

fits a pattern of criminal activity

that has turned Saint Paul into a prime destination

for thugs and murderers from allover the country.

We plan to put him away once and for all

and end this scourge of immorality

and debauchery that has plagued our city

for far too many years.

- I have to tell ya, Harry, doesn't look good.

Your wife and the Barker girlfriends

ratted out the whole gang

and the Feds found forensic evidence

allover your country house.

It's enough to get a conviction

and there's more, they claim to have an informant.

Harry, listen to me.

I'm your attorney and I'm your friend.

We need to talk about a plea bargain.

Let's see if we can get a reduced sentence.

- I'm not giving up that easy.

There's other ways to beat this.

It only takes one person on the jury, right?

Just one guy.

- [Bailiff] All rise.

Please be seated.

- Has the jury reached a verdict?

- We have, your honor.

On the charge of conspiring to plan the kidnapping

of Edward Bremer, the jury finds the defendant,

Harry Sawyer, guilty as charged.

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- Sentencing will be one week from today.

Court adjourned.

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- Here's the deal.

I spoke to the Feds for you.

They're willing to make you a deal

if you're willing to tell them everything you know

about corruption in Saint Paul,

from the politicians right on through

to the police department.

I want names, I want details.

I particularly want to know about Tim Dugan

and any role he might have played in these kidnappings.

You give us that, make sure you have a nice

cozy stay in Leavenworth.

If you don't,

we'll make sure you spend the rest of your life sentence

rotting in Alcatraz.

- So you want to know about all the cops

in your department on my payroll?

All the crooked politicians?

I'm not telling you a goddamn thing.

- [Sawyer Voiceover] I fucked up.

Should of killed O'Brien when I had the chance.

Ah, what are you gonna do?

After I got convicted, Karpis and Peifer both got caught.

Karpis decided to plead guilty

and did the honorable thing, kept his mouth shut.

He didn't rat out his friends.

Far as I know, Jack Peifer wouldn't

of ratted out anybody either, but we'll never know.

The official story, suicide.

With everyone either dead or in Alcatraz,

there was no one left to rat out Dugan.

He got away scot free.

- The wiretaps didn't turn up anything

concerning the Bremer kidnapping

but it looks like your departments rotten to the core.

Tip offs.

Pay offs.

Illegal favors.

Links to gambling operations.

It's massive.

- So who's involved?

- It's all in there.

It be easier for me to tell you who's not involved.

- [Sawyer Voiceover] O'Brien, he had to make a choice.

Either go after a police station full of dirty cops

or retire.

He did the honorable thing.

He retired.

As for me, I got no regrets.

When I was a young man, I skipped bail,

stole the most expensive car I could find

and headed straight for Saint Paul.

Why Saint Paul?

Same as everybody else.

The O'Connor system.

Saint Paul was the place to be.

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