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Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- How much time do we have?
- Your train leaves at four-thirty.

That gives us five and a half hours.

Isn't that the man that you...?

Look, honey, why don't you
do a bit of shopping, huh?

Get yourself a...

Or get mother and dad a present.
How's that?

All right. When do you
want me to meet you?

Right here, at three o'clock.

- Thank you, sir.
- Thank you.

He'll be wearing a black pin-stripe suit,
a grey hat, and horn-rimmed glasses.

He'll meet you here
in about fifteen minutes.

He'll buy a box of cracker Jack.

Guard: All aboard!

All aboard!

- Hi!
- Hmm? Oh!

Well, did you find something
you liked here? Hmm?

- I nearly walked my feet off.
- You did, eh?

- We've got...
- Mmm?

- An hour and a half more.
- Yes, yes.

Say, how far is the
hotel from the station?

About five minutes.
What have you got here, hmm?

- We might as well go and unpack.
- All right.

- Yeah?
- Man: George, you dressed?

Sure. What's the matter?
You got a dame with you?

- Yeah.
- Well, bring her in!

I thought you were ribbin' me.

Very, very nice. Come in.

This is George pappas
of our New Orleans office.

- George, this is frank Warren.
- Frank.

- How are you?
- And, er... mrs Warren.

- Hello, George.
- The boss' wife.

Better get my shirt on.

You moving in with us, too?

I always do. I earn my keep.

Light housekeeping, wash his socks,
sew on buttons.

Aren't you boys
pretty crowded in here?

Weinberg:
Oh, we get commercial rates that way.

How'd you make out at the station?

I didn't.
You got a sports section around?

Yeah, I've had experience
with those stoolies.

They get scared and run.

Frank:
That's the chance you have to take.

Weinberg: Sure.

A case like this won't be broken
with one pigeon, anyway.

But it can be cut awfully short.

How long do you think
this one will take?

Weinberg:
Oh, maybe a couple of months.

- Frank?
- Hmm?

How long before my train leaves?

Um... about an hour and
fifteen minutes. See?

Say, that's not very long
for a sailor's wife, is it?

Weinberg: Come on, George.

Let's go downstairs
and get some coffee.

- Who wants coffee?
- You do.

Oh... let's go.

Weinberg: Hello.

It's for you.

This phone been tapped yet?

Not yet. They haven't
got past fixing taxi drivers.

On.

Warren speaking.

Well...

Look, I waited for you
until three o'clock.

All right, I'll be there.

Yes, I'll be there alone.

No, I'll make it.

- The guy at the station?
- Kinda looks like we've started.

Oh, er...

Look, Stan, if I'm
not back in time,

will you put Judy
on the train for me?

Sure.

And, er... check with horan,
and get an office.

I'll be there later.

Er...

Fl...

If I miss you at the station,
I'll call you, hmm?

Yeah.

Newsreel: A record crowd turned out
to witness the opening day races

at the Jefferson park track.

Feature race of the afternoon
is the governor's cup handicap,

a mile and a furlong.

Favourite to win
is number four, marietta Jay.

They're at the post, and they're off!

There goes marietta Jay in the lead.

But watch number two, black Oliver,
a fifteen-to-one long shot.

Coming around the far turn,
it's marietta Jay first,

high tension second,
and black Oliver third.

Watch that black Oliver
pull up on the outside.

They're coming down the stretch now,
and it's black Oliver pulling ahead.

And he wins by one length!

The big fellow once more defeated

the attempt of the district attorney
to take him out of circulation.

Charged with ordering the execution
of five members of a rival mob,

the big fellow was again exonerated.

He announced that he would leave for
Florida for some sunshine and racing.

The big fellow's bodyguards
have difficulty

keeping away the crowd of admirers,

who look upon him
not as an alleged public enemy,

but as a colourful and
almost legendary figure.

Anger:
I was at the railroad station.

The agreement was that
I was to meet you alone.

There was somebody there with you.

I like men who keep their word.

No, leave it open.

Well, how about it?
Do I get the ten per cent?

What have you got?

Collectors, almost all of them.

Joints, every single one of them.

How much money they got,
who's got it.

The guy in charge of the accounts
for five years.

What's his name?

Joe doakes. George Washington.

Do you want his birth certificate, too?
He's got no name.

What if he wants a cut, too?

I'll take care of him out of...

My end.

For this, you got
my personal guarantee.

All right.

Right now, I wanna see the lists.

I wanna talk to your man.

He's shy. I'm not.

I'll get the lists. I'll talk.

I'm a good conversationalist.

Fine. That's fine.

Need about twenty minutes
to set it up.

- All right, let's take a look, huh?
- Oh, no.

You meet me. “Where?

- Corner of Ryder and fair.
- Ryder and fair. All right.

Be there in a cab,
with the motor running.

You'll have the list?

With a take like this,
they'll be bound in leather,

with hand-painted illustrations,
like a first edition.

Collector's item.

- Do you want some cracker Jack?
- Uh-uh.

Give me ten minutes' start.

Man: There must have
been a hundred shots.

Just as he come out of the theatre,
their car pulled over to the kerb

and they give it to him like this.

Right in the bread-basket.

I seen the whole thing.

There's nothing here to see.
Get back.

Okay.

Guard: Board!

Stan, how long do you think
this one will take?

I told you. A couple of months.

Or maybe a couple of years,
like the last one?

All right, Stan.
Give him my love.

- Bye!
- So long, Judy.

I guess she's used to it.

Well, at least you'll be able to
see her every once in a while.

You're lucky.

I wish my in-laws had a farm
a couple hundred miles from here.

- Did you meet zanger?
- Yeah.

Any luck?

Nope.

Are you gonna see him again?

Yeah.

- Wanna come along?
- Sure.

Used to work on the post.
Covered criminal courts. Leg man.

- Fired him a few months ago.
- Why?

Found out he was also
working for somebody else.

- Frank: The syndicate?
- Herzog: Yes, and they fired him, too.

What did you find on him?

A box of cracker Jack,

overdue hotel bill,
and an old scratch sheet.

Coroner's office.

What do you income tax boys
want him for?

He wanted to sell
the treasury department

evidence on the big fellow's income.

How much would he have gotten?

Oh, enough to retire on...

Huh, Stan? About ten times over.

- Yeah, for that kind of money, I'd...
- You lay on a slab.

A lesson to pigeons:
Don't fly too high.

Do you have any idea who killed him?

More than an idea. I know.

I'll have them picked up
inside a half an hour.

Inside of thirty-five minutes,
they'll be turned out.

In and out, like a turnstile.
I just take tickets.

Herzog:
Let me see your right profiles.

That means
the right side of your face.

Let me see the left profile.

Get your arms down.

Take off your hats.

Well, do you folks recognise them?

Let it wait.

How about it, newsie?

I didn't see nothin'.

Me back was turned,
sellin' papers.

Ferguson:
Alice and me were in the back room.

We... we stayed there all the time.

How about the rest of you?

Nobody saw anything.

Nobody ever does.

It happened right in front
of most of you.

What about it?

You're in the cleaning
and dyeing business.

I know you pay protection.
Everybody in that business does.

- Now, where do you...?
- Please. I don't know anything.

I didn't see anything.

I could get tough with you,
if I wanted to.

Sure.

No matter how tough
you get with me, it'll only hurt me.

If I talk to you,
it won't be me that gets hurt.

It'll be my wife.

Okay, go on home.

Beat it, the lot of you.

You men can step down.

All right, shyster,
let's have the papers.

Don't you like your job, inspector?

Sorry.

Writs of habeus corpi.

I'll give you two minutes
to have my clients outside.

In and out, like a turnstile.

How are things in Washington, Warren?

I didn't know you knew him.

I don't. I never saw him before.

Sergeant Shannon,

our local agent mentioned you
in his reports to Washington.

I understand that you made...

Made several raids
on the syndicate last year.

You must have some report?

Mister, I'm just a desk sergeant.

- You used to be a captain.
- That was last year.

Well, I thought you might be
able to give us some information.

I'm busy, mr Warren.

I just want to do my job,
and mind my own business.

There's nothing for us to talk about.

Warren! Yeah?

Can I drop you
and mr weinberg anyplace?

Sure. The post office.

Hop in! Glad to take you there.

- Come on, Stan.
- Thanks.

Say, what do you figure
a car like this costs, Stan?

Oh, I'd say at least
five, six thousand dollars.

At least.

- Weinberg: Nice car.
- Frank: Yours?

It belongs to a friend of mine.

You know, that's quite a stunt, Stan.

A man files an income tax for
five thousand dollars a year,

and a car like this costs
five, six thousand dollars.

A man has four cars.

Four times five...

You know, those are figures
I'd like to see.

Any time, Warren.

You can even have a sharp pencil
to add them up.

Thanks for the ride.

- Thanks for the cigar.
- Don't mention it.

Er... Warren, may I
talk to you for a moment?

It's, er... too bad
you don't get a percentage

of that three million dollars
you're out to collect.

Oh, I get my share.

I can be reached at this address.

I'll be there.

All right, we'd better split it up.

You take fair Avenue.

I'll start down at the other end
of Ryder and work back up.

- Right.
- Okay.

Frank:
Have you ever seen this man before?

Mama!

Frank: I'm looking for someone
who might know this man.

Never saw him before.

The man in the picture,

he was mr zanger, daddy's friend.

Forget you ever saw him!

Well, this cleans it up.

Last year, just for the fun of it,

we weighed all the records
we'd collected in this case.

Five hundred and
seventy-two pounds.

All junk.

Not one piece of paper was signed
by any of the syndicate bosses.

Here...

Say, can the taxpayers
afford this office?

I took it away from one of my men.

- Well, give it back to him, will you?
- Oh, no!

Be glad to get rid of this case.

Frankly, I can't figure out
what you're gonna do with it.

Can I see the zanger letter?

Mmm.

Didn't you know he was
writing his obituary?

I'm just the man who
checks the books, remember?

If you can do anything with that,
you ought to be running the treasury.

He's only paying taxes
on a gross income

of five thousand dollars,
you see?

That's what it says.
And it's sworn and signed.

Can you prove he made more?
I can't.

Five years' worth, I can't.

It took almost a hundred years
to build up this city.

The syndicate captured it
in less than a year.

The big fellow gets the biggest split
out of the syndicate's take,

and his personal collectors
pick up the money every day.

And deposit the money in these...

These dummy bank accounts.

Dummy is right.

Dummy, phoney, and fake.

But they're pretty smart.

All their business is done through
front men and third parties.

This is from one of his bookie joints.

"January 2nd, five hundred dollars
to John Smith.

"January 2nd, twelve hundred and fifty
dollars to Tom Jones.

"January 2nd, four hundred and sixty
dollars to Sam brown."

Those names may be phoney,
but the handwriting's real.

It belongs to somebody.

Horan: Somebody is who?
“Whoever we find.

Where did you find zanger last?

It's a laugh, isn't it?

A guy kills hundreds of people a year,

and three bookkeepers
go chasing for income tax.

Very funny.
If I had more room, I'd laugh.

Frank: Well, facts are facts,
and figures are figures,

and sooner or later...
Sooner or later, they add up.

They'd add up a lot quicker
if zanger were alive.

Or the man who zanger
was going to meet.

Frank: All right, do you know
what our next move is?

- Weinberg: We give up, and go home.
- Frank: Nope.

We go out, and we get more books.

Bookie: Well, what looks
good to you today, Pete?

- Semester, in the fifth at hialeah.
- All right.

Gimme two bucks to win.

What can I do for you, mister?

You can hand over that book.

Thanks.

Twenty cents.

Out of a quarter.

How about taking
your change in a number?

Oh, I don't know. I never win.

Now, mrs wasner,
this may be your lucky day.

I'll take a hundred and seven.

I'll take this...

And this.

And I don't want my change
in a number.

No more field.

- Maybe field all the points at hand.
- All at one time.

Crap dice. Twelve, two sixes.
Shooting for ten.

You've been here
fifteen minutes, mister,

and you haven't made a play yet.

So what? You nervous?

Play, or get out.

- Let me see the manager.
- You'll see the sidewalk, chum!

You looking for trouble, mister?

No, no, no.
I'm looking for your books.

Why, er...

Of course.

Sal, this gentleman
is interested in our books.

Please take care of him.

O'Rourke: Warren, how are you?

They told me at your office
that I'd find you here.

Yes, they called. My wife...

- How do you do?
- Mr Warren, mr and mrs Gordon.

- How do you do?
- How do you do?

O'Rourke:
Mr Gordon is my personal accountant.

Oh, Edward, you're busy.
We'll leave you and mr Warren alone.

- Thank you, my dear.
- Excuse me.

- Sit down, won't you?
- Thank you.

- Beautiful home.
- Mmm.

- Yours, or your friend's?
- Mine.

I spend all the time I can
away from the city.

Oh, this is very nice.

Very nice place.

It's a shame you don't have
a similar taste in clients.

Frankly, mr Warren, I have
very little liking for my clients.

But, a man has to make a living.

Oh, I'd say you make
much more than a living here.

My, this place
must have cost at least...

You have an accountant's mind.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- No, no, it's all right.

When I was a young lawyer,
I thought on those terms, too.

Now, I can afford not to.

It's a nice feeling to be able
to afford nice things.

You've been putting on quite a show.

All that seizing of books.

All that sweating it up
in the federal building.

Oh, it's been
quite a lot of work, you know.

And very impressive.

To all parties concerned.

Despite the fact that you could
never find enough evidence

to convict my client
of spitting on the sidewalk.

It's worth something.
Purely nuisance value.

How much?
And how do you want it?

I told you once.
Three million dollars, plus penalty.

Now you can pay in cash, cheque,
makes no difference.

All right, cut the kidding.

- What's the pay-off?
- I'm not kidding.

No, I don't think you are.

All right, what did you
come out here for?

I came here to borrow some books.

Here's my library card.

Sydney!

A little advice. Free, no charge.

An investigator is only as good
as his stool pigeons.

Live ones, that is.

How many zangers can you kill?

Sydney, I want you to go
back to the city with mr Warren,

and give him the books
from the personal account.

Thanks.

Warren? Yeah?

I promised you a sharp pencil
to go with it.

Frank: "Dear Judy.
Things are going pretty well.

"It's been a long, tough case,
honey, I know,

"but it looks like something
will break any day now.

"Yeah, any day."

Six sixty-seven...

- What?
- Six sixty-seven.

Seven-fifty...

- Seven...
- Eleven sixty-seven.

- What sixty-seven?
- Eleven sixty-seven.

Eight eighty-eight.

Wait a minute.

On!

Well, after six months of
being punched day and night,

this machine's finally
got some sense. It broke down.

We'll get a new one in the morning.

Finish your calculations by hand.

The machine quits, so do I.

- Where you got to go at this hour?
- To sleep.

What are we trying to do here?

Establish a world's record
for working overtime?

Well, you don't want to be
on this case forever, do you?

I have been on it forever.

Roast in the summer,
freeze in the winter.

Look, I'm hot, I'm tired, I'm...

My wife's two hundred miles away,
and I haven't been up to see her yet.

George, I'm fed up, too.
I'd like to see my wife and kids.

But frank is right.
If he feels that it's...

What does he know about feelings?
He's got ice water in his veins.

He's an adding machine.
Punch him, and a number comes out.

What are you trying to do,
prove you're a genius?

I'll sign an affidavit
if it'll make you happy.

Want a little action, don't you, huh?
“A lot!

Got any ideas?

You're the boss.
You're the man with ideas.

Oh, cut it out, will you?
We're all in this thing together.

Even in those dummy bank accounts

somebody had to sign
the deposit slips, right?

Okay.

We go around,
and collect the signatures

of everybody that
works on the syndicate.

Five thousand people
work for the syndicate.

What are you gonna do,
ask 'em to sign a petition?

Hey, wait a minute.
No, wait a minute!

Maybe we don't need five thousand.

Maybe fifty'll do,
if they're the right ones.

Hey, George, you want action?
Okay, boy, you're gonna have it.

I'd like to speak to mr horan, please.

Look, I don't care if he is asleep.
Wake him up, will you?

I hope you guys know
what you're doing.

Did you get the warrants?

Did you ever look for a federal judge
on a hot Saturday night

when the court's not in session?

- Let's do it without warrants.
- Relax, I finally reached judge Parker.

How many deputy marshals
did you get?

Eighteen. They'll meet us
at the garage in half an hour.

What are you really after?

Handwriting samples.

I don't catch.

Well, some people collect stamps.
We collect signatures.

What do you need me for?

- To make arrests.
- On what grounds?

We're picking up the
inside men in the syndicate,

the bookkeepers and the managers.
Is that enough?

I'm way ahead of you.

- Do you know what you're doing?
- Sure, I know exactly what I'm doing.

- I wanna see my lawyer.
- Sign your name and address.

I don't sign nothin'!

Then you don't get to see
your lawyer. Take your choice.

Okay, go on back and sit down.
Next!

- Sign your name and address.
- When can I see my lawyer?

In the morning. Here.

Sorry, inspector.
This signature doesn't match up

with any of these bank deposit slips.

How long do you think it'll take you
to go through this bunch here?

Johnny, give us a rough estimate.

I've got to analyse these, er...
Deposit slips,

and the signatures on these cards.

It'll take at least a couple of weeks.

Couple of weeks?

Do you think you can hold
these people in jail long enough

for us to figure out
which one of these we want?

The best I can do is
a couple of days, if we're lucky.

Drop everything else.

Herzog:
Who let him in? I gave orders...

You couldn't get to a telephone
fast enough, could you?

I didn't think any of these
monkeys could write.

Pretty cute, Warren,
but it won't work.

Getting signatures is one thing,

getting somebody
to testify is another.

Kinda stuck your neck out
last night, didn't you?

Go ahead, serve your writ.

It's been served.

There are still laws in this country.

You ought to know it's illegal

to invade the privacy of
a man's home without a warrant.

We had warrants.

Yes, federal warrants,
to seize books only.

But herzog didn't have any warrants
to arrest my clients

on phoney vagrancy charges.

The commissioner was very angry.
I just left him.

I wouldn't be at all surprised
if you were out of a job.

Here, you pin this
on one of your boys.

We might as well be honest about it.

You, er... you aren't serious
about quitting, are you?

What do you think?

- What'll it prove?
- That I've still got a backbone.

I'll call Washington.
They'll talk to the commissioner.

Skip it. I knew what I was doing

when I went along
on those raids last night.

I know what I'm doing now.

- You're throwing away...
- What? A pension?

We're all alike, aren't we?
Every one of us.

Civil service.

"Hang on, sit tight, be a good boy,

"when you're old and grey
you can sit in the sun like a lizard."

How many more years
have you got to go, Warren?

Shannon over there's only got two.

Lucky fellow. Just two more years.

He used to be my captain.
Tell him about it.

You can talk back now.
I'm not your boss anymore.

Go on, Shannon.

Tell him.

O'Rourke isn't listening.

Tell him how you got to be
a nice, obliging police sergeant,

sitting behind a desk.

Also tell him how you sleep nights.

Here, I'm returning it.

Police department property,
cleaned, and oiled, and loaded.

Warren,

mind if I walk out
with you a minute?

You married? Yes.

Got any kids?

No.

I've got three. A boy, nineteen,
two girls, seventeen and fifteen.

The boy goes to college.

Herzog's a bachelor.

He doesn't understand family men,
like you and me.

- Got a house?
- Mm-hmm. Yes, in Washington.

Haven't used it very much,
but I will, one of these days.

- Paid for?
- Mmm... no. In a few years, though.

Mine's all paid for. Insurance, too.

Taken good care of the family.

Two more years, and I'd have taken
the missus down to Florida,

and I'd have sat in the sun like...

What was it herzog said?

Oh yes, like a lizard.

Ever think what you're going to do
when you retire?

No, I'm too busy. I...

Want to walk down here
with me a minute?

Sure.

I used to be a good cop, like herzog.

Thirty years, I've been on the force.

Went all the way up from
pounding a beat to captain.

Thirty years, that's a long time.

Then, like that,

I saw the whole thirty years
wiped out.

I raided the wrong place.

Messed up the wrong boys.

O'Rourke was nice to me.

He could have had me
kicked off the force,

but he let me sit behind a desk

because they told him how much
I needed my pension.

Warren, what would you have done?

I don't know. I've never been in
that kind of a spot.

Hmm.

One of the boys... you know
that place I raided a year ago?

Yeah.

It's one of the fellows I roughed up.

He was a bookkeeper for the mob.

We booked him and mugged him,
but o'Rourke got him off.

Salvatore Rocco.

Frank: Salvatore Rocco.
Where does he live?

54 Ryder street.

A couple of houses down the corner
of Ryder and fair.

Frank: Ryder and fair, huh?

How do you do?
Is Salvatore Rocco in, please?

Salvatore? Yes.

Cerca tu Patti.

We don't know anything.

My mother isn't home.

What are you bothering me for?

What do you want?
You a detective?

I'm from the United States
treasury department.

I knew it.

I hope he's in plenty of trouble,
him and his fancy chorus girl.

- Rosa: Mama!
- Why should you stick up for him?

It's over six months now
since she even saw her father.

But he's good, mama!
He sends money.

Fifty dollars a month.

Conscience money, that's what it is.

He spends everything on her.

She knows he's a married man.

It's a good thing for this family,

for his mother,

that I'm strong enough
to be a janitor.

- Where is he now?
- I wish I knew.

The last I heard, he was working in a
horse betting room on Chester street.

Every penny he ever made,
he lost right back on the horses.

Well, when I was here, it must
have been about six months ago,

was your husband living here then?
Yes.

Well, this fellow zanger, you remember
that picture I showed you?

Do you know him?

I saw him a few times with Salvatore.

Well, why didn't you tell me?

Why should I?
Salvatore was living here then.

Well, this fifty dollars he sends you,
how does he send it?

Theresa: He mails it.

Well, doesn't the envelope
have a return address on it?

No.

And for the last two months,

even they haven't come.

- Mama!
- Rosa, cry for me, not for him.

Excuse me.
Listen, please... just...

Could I have one of those envelopes?

What do you want it for?

Please, mrs Rocco. It would...
Would help me a great deal.

I promise it won't get your husband
into any trouble at all.

I don't care if it does.

Salvatore?

Theresa:
Yes, Salvatore, your son.

No doubt about it, mr Warren.

The handwriting on this
envelope matches up

with that on the deposit slip.

Well, if that cinches it,
let's pick up Rocco.

No, wait a minute.

If this is the fellow that was
supposed to contact zanger,

he's frightened now.
He's laying low.

So the thing would be
not to pick him up.

- Yeah, but, frank...
- No, now, now wait a minute.

Now, this chorus girl
that he's been running...

- Frank: Oh, you change your mind?
- Yeah, a couple of minutes ago.

Now, well, look...
Forget it, will you.

Everybody flies off the handle
once in a while.

I think we've got the key to the case,
though: This fellow Salvatore Rocco.

Guess who tipped us off about it?

This is gonna surprise you:

Shannon.

I know.

He told me about it
in the locker room.

And he also told me
about his talk with you.

Yeah, I'd like to see him.
Is he around here somewhere?

He's dead.

Blew his brains out a few minutes ago.

With my gun.

For this we get paid!

That's her.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

Vendor: Cigars! Cigarettes!
Candy! Peanuts! Popcorn!

Here you are, folks!
Cigars, cigarettes...

Gladys Laverne?

What's on your mind?

Look, miss Laverne, I'd like to
talk to you for a minute.

Oh, sure, sure, I know.

You're just passing through town,
and you admire my art.

Hey, stop surrounding me.
I gotta go inside

and do another routine this afternoon.

Would you give a message
to Salvatore Rocco for me?

I never heard of the guy.

Okay, you never heard of him.
But if you do, will you tell him

that Manny zanger's friend,
frank Warren,

would like to do business with him?

I told you, I don't know the guy.

In case, just in case.

We'll be in the drugstore
over there across the street,

having a cup of coffee
during intermission. Okay?

Ann!

Ann: Yeah?

Tell the boss I'll be back in time
for my next number.

Sure, Gladys.

Gladys: Oh, you don't have
to worry, sal. I played it straight.

I said I'd never heard of you before.

That's what I said.
I never heard of you before.

Look, baby, let's pack and beat it.

These cops are federal.

You don't have the connections
for a federal fix.

Baby, this is exactly
what I've been waiting for.

You think I didn't learn anything

working on the syndicate's books?

I don't want to hear about it.

Let's just pack and get out of here.

Mexico, anyplace.

I've got some Christmas
fund money in the bank.

We can use that.

Yeah? How much you got?

- Seven hundred bucks.
- Chicken feed!

Now, get this straight.

The government doesn't want
to do anything to me.

They want to do things for me.

Remember the zanger deal?

Yeah, I remember zanger.

Ten per cent of three million bucks.

Ten per cent of a bullet in the head.

Oh, he wasn't smart.
Me, I'm smart.

Okay, so we'll go to Mexico.

We're gonna go in style.

No more two-bit crum joints
like this for us, baby.

Only the best, you understand?

You're crazy.

This federal character,
you're gonna meet him.

Why, sure.
I'll do anything you say, sal.

You know that.

Coffee, black.

This is what he told me to tell you.

Whatever zanger promised,
he'll deliver to you personally.

When?

Well, he'll arrange it later,

but he wants the full share,
the whole ten per cent.

Will he testify, too?

Sure, if he gets protection.

Wherever he goes,
whatever he does,

he wants protection.

He'll get it.

No cops. Federal protection.

He...

Fine, fine.

One more thing. Yeah?

I'm in on this deal.

Well, we only pay
ten per cent, you know.

I don't want any money.

I want to go with him.
Wherever he goes,

I want to go with him.

It's a deal.

Okay, I'll call him up.

- Rosa, telephone for you.
- For me?

Yes, hurry up.

Hello?

This is Rosa.

Oh, yes, papa!

Oh, sure I'm all right, papa.

No.

I won't say anything.
“Who was that?

Oh, er...

Peggy Donovan, from school, mama.

She wants me to come over
and do the homework with her.

Well, why didn't she
tell you at school?

- Er... she forgot.
- Rosal

- Carissima Mia!
- Papal

hey, hey, hey. I thought you
were daddy's big girl now.

What's the matter?
Aren't you glad to see me?

Oh, I'm glad, papa. Very glad.

Did your mother ask you
where you were going?

I said I was going to
a friend's house, to do homework.

Yeah. How are you doing
in school now?

What's this?

Your report card? And all "a" s!

Oh, me with a genius for a daughter!

Papa, would you sign it?

Me, honey? Why?

Teacher always asks
why my father never signs it.

- Would you sign it, papa?
- Oh, Rosa, this is a big honour.

On the line where it says
"parent's signature”.

Someday... someday, Rosa,

you and I are gonna
take a big trip together,

just you and me.

And mama”?

Rosa, I want you to do
something for me. Very important.

Anything, papa.

You know the old trunk
down in the cellar?

The one with all those
old books of mine?

You mean when you
studied to be a bookkeeper?

That's it. Well, most of them
have ordinary printing in them,

but there's one... it's a grey book,
with little red corners on it.

It has numbers in it.

You mean,
like an arithmetic notebook?

That's it. That's exactly right.

Now, I want you to get...

Beat it, Rosa! Go on home!

Papa, what's the matter?

I said "beat it!"

Papal

papal

papal

papal

Papa! Papal

papa! Papal

Papal

Priest: Vita, dulcedo,
et spes nostra, salve.

Ad te clamamus,
exsules, filii hevae.

Ad te suspiramus,
gementes et flentes

in hac lacrimarum valle.

Eia ergo, advocata nostra,

illos tuos misericordes oculos
ad nos converte.

Et lesum, benedictum
fructum ventris tui,

nobis, post hoc exsilium ostende.

O clemens, o pia,
o dulcis Virgo Maria.

I just wanted to tell you that...

I'm very sorry.

Cop! Murderer!

- Mrs Rocco, stop that.
- Liar!

The door was open.

Mr o'Rourke,

if I could be bought,
what do you think?

Has my price gone up
or down since this beating?

- Hmm?
- I'd say "up".

That's what I thought you'd say.
Only not for that reason.

Choose any reason you want.

All right.

I choose the reason
that you're worried.

What have I got to be worried about?

What did you have
the place searched for?

Oh, I'm not responsible
for the action of my clients.

Oh, yes, that's right.
I keep forgetting that.

How long you been
with the syndicate?

Are you investigating
me, too, mr Warren?

No, but you know
I wouldn't be a bit surprised

if it didn't end up that way.

I spoke to Rocco a few hours
before he was killed.

- You never talked to Rocco.
- What makes you so sure?

I'm sure.

What else are you sure about?

That either you're
a very honest man

or a very stupid one.

Now, is there any difference
between the two, in your opinion?

What's your opinion?

Oh, I have no opinion.

No, I just deal in facts.
Facts and figures.

All right, I'll submit a fact,
then a figure.

Fact: On behalf of my client,
I offer a settlement.

Figure?

Twenty-five per cent of
what you claim he owes.

In return for?

All criminal charges dropped.

And against you, too?

I find that
a pathetic stab in the dark.

Well?

I'll pass your offer on.

To the government.

You're in a position to recommend...

What do you think my
recommendation would be? Hmm?

Ah, now I am sure. “What of?

That you're a very stupid man.

What are you trying to prove, and
who are you trying to prove it to?

Who cares?

If anybody cared, men like
my client couldn't exist.

Or men like yourself.

You've been on this case
a long time now, mr Warren.

Has one man or woman come forward
voluntarily to you, and said:

"I don't care what happens to me,

"or to my family,
or to what I own"?

No.

Those who came to you,
men like, er... zanger...

- And Rocco.
- You never saw Rocco, or talked to him.

They came to you out of greed,

because they thought that what they
would get would be worth the risk.

As a bookkeeper, a man
who deals in facts and figures,

you should know that.

Is the game worth the risk?

It's as simple as that, mr Warren.

Is the game worth the risk?

Think about it.

You and I, mr Warren,
are civilised people.

We can sit here in this room,
and discuss things calmly.

Mmm, very calmly.

My clients, however, are, er...
Men of violence.

So I've noticed.

I can't impress that fact
upon you too strongly.

Look, I'm impressed.
I'm impressed.

Well, I'll be off.

Take good care of yourself.

And, er...

Oh yes, I forgot to ask you.

What?

How's your wife?

O'Rourke:
Oh yes, I forgot to ask you.

How's your wife?

The collectors, almost all of them.

The joints, every single one of them.

How much money they got,
and who's got it.

Please, I don't know anything.

I didn't see anything.

Nobody saw anything.

Nobody ever does.

I used to be a good cop.

Then he blew his brains out.

Cop! Murderer! Butcher!

My clients, however,
are men of violence.

I forgot to ask you,
how's your wife?

My clients, however,
are men of violence.

I forgot to ask you,
how's your wife?

How's your wife?
How's your wife?

Hello!

Ho ho!

Go get 'im, bill, old boy!

- You'll be leaving tomorrow.
- Yeah.

I was so glad you could get away,
even for a few days.

Frank: You see that sign there?
It says "any reasonable offer".

I haven't had a
reasonable offer in a long time.

- You haven't?
- Mm-mmm.

Well...
Okay, I've got one for you now.

How'd you like to be a...
Be a farmer's wife, hmm?

I've been a farmer's daughter.

You know, a guy like me

just shouldn't have such
a beautiful wife, you know?

I love you, too.

I bet you forgot
you even had a husband.

Completely. Yeah.

Spent all my time
shopping around for a new one.

What did you find?

Can't get a new one
without a trade-in.

Well, see... that's what I...

I guess I'll have to
stick to the one I got.

That's right.

You know, I was
talking to your father.

He says that that, er...

Smith place, there, could be
made to pay in a little while.

You're thinking of quitting,
aren't you, frank?

I'm just thinking of our future,
that's all.

Look, this is Judy,
your wife, remember?

All right, I...

I am thinking of quitting.
“When?

Now.

Is it because you can't beat the case?

No, I've had tough cases before.
It isn't that.

Is it because of what happened
the other day with that guy Rocco?

We get city newspapers up here, too.

L... I... I just can't put my finger
on exactly what it is, or...

Is it because
you're worried about me?

- No, I...
- Don't lie to me, frank.

That's why you came up here, isn't it?

Yes.

Did they threaten?

I don't know. I... I'm not sure.

Look, I can leave here, frank.
Go back to Washington.

There's no need for you to worry.

It's easy to arrange for protection.
The government's done it before.

Protection? Look, if they
don't do it this time,

they'll do it some other time. This...

I mean, this is no life
for you, or for me,

this running around,
never being able to settle down.

Always on the run. I...

I'm fed up with it.
I'm sick of it.

Have you talked with anybody about it?
George or Stan?

Oh, what do I want to
talk to them for?

They've got their lives to lead,
and we've got our lives to lead.

And besides, a guy
has to look out for himself.

He's got to look out for his family.

I've never heard you
talk this way before.

Oh, I've never felt this way before.

Are you sure, frank?

Are you very sure this is
what you want to do?

Well, I'm sure of one thing.

I'm sure that I love you,

and I want you alive.

If you had any brains,
you'd be leaving, too.

Gin!

You've got a wife and a kid, Stan.

Why sit around here
like a Clay pigeon?

- You get thirty-four points.
- You can get a job anywhere.

Haven't got a contract
with the government.

You can walk out anytime.

Me, I'm just a character
without responsibilities,

a white-collar hobo.

Give me a job,
and a little money,

and a soft bed in a hotel,
and I'm happy.

- But you've got a...
- Lay off, will you!

George, leave him alone.

Pappas: Look, frank... “What?

Pappas: I don't want you
to get the idea I'm sore,

because I'm not.

I'm just jealous.

Come in.

Grandmother: Scusa, please.

Dumannacci scusa p'aviri
vinuta accussi tardu.

Rosa: My grandmother wishes to beg
your pardon for coming here so late.

Well, you tell your grandmother
that she's welcome here anytime.

Er... sit down, won't you?

- Please, sit down.
- Iddudici, nenti, s'assetta.

Grandmother: Scusa. Thank you.

Those are the only words
my grandmother knows.

Dicci chiddru chi ti dissi
di la bonarmuzza di to patri.

Tucci la diri.

Grandmother wants you to know...

She does not blame you
for my father's death.

Continua beddra Mia.

Grandmother says that papa died
because these are evil days,

because people will not
speak out against evil men.

She says we will pray for you
to make better days for everybody.

Tell your...

Tell your grandmother
that I'm very grateful,

but that I'm leaving.

Rosa: Iddru dici che la ringrazzia,
pero sta lassannu u so post...

Picchi? Comu?
Sta lassannu u so postu?

Ma chi? Ncarugniu?

She asks if you are
leaving your post of duty.

Yes.

Chistu, e comu quannu un vidi
fari una cosa mala e scappa,

immeci di prutistari.

Grandmother says this is the same
as when people see evil and run away.

When people will not
speak out against evil.

Tanti anni nnarre quannu
in era all' italia.

She says that, in Italy,
many years ago...

Cu me maritu e du figli,

nda ogni paisi c'era la mafia,
la manu niura...

She had a husband and two sons,

and there was the mafia,
the black hand, in every village.

Tutti avianu a pagari
un pizzu o I'ammazzevanu,

me maritu sta camurraa
un la vosi mai pagari

'ammazzaru.

Everybody was ordered
to pay them, or die.

But her husband, my grandfather,
never wanted to pay them.

They killed him.

Lu, mischina scantata piglavu
I me figli e scappavu.

Fici una sbagliu.

Avia ristari a cummattiri sta mafia,

sti malfattura sfuttatura du populu.

A costu di muriri.

Rosa: Grandmother says
what she did then was a mistake.

She ran away with her sons.

Would have been better
had she stayed,

and fought those gangsters
and leeches, even to die.

Grandmother:
Ma, io avia ntisu parlari d'America,

comu tutti eranu libriri,

travagliu pi tutti paga bona,
scoli franci pi tutti.

But she heard about America,

how it was free for everyone,

work for everybody, good pay,
free schools for all.

Comu ée Bella America!

Grandmother says it's
very beautiful here in America.

Dunacci un libru.

This book is for you, mr Warren.

My father had me get it for him,
the day he was killed.

I told my grandmother about it.

That's why we came to see you.

E tardu, iamuninni.

Grandmother says it's late,
and now we must go.

Mi dici che un é veru
che vossia sta disertannu.

Grandmother asks if you will desert?

No.

No.

Binidittu.

Scusa, please.

Handwriting expert: Gentlemen,
this book the little Rocco girl gave you

contains a gold mine of information.

The writing of Salvatore Rocco
on this envelope is the same,

without any question,

as that on these April entries.

The subway club was the horse joint
that Shannon raided.

Rocco must have held out
his book of accounts,

and told his boss
that Shannon seized everything.

Another hand made these entries,

the hand of a trained accountant,
a bookkeeper,

a man who was precise and neat,
almost painstakingly so.

He's the one you'll be looking for.

He's the man you need
to crack your case.

Happy now?

Sure, I'm happy. Tomorrow...

"Tomorrow"'s a word.

It spells o'Rourke, the syndicate,

those men from the treasury.

Maybe it doesn't, Sydney.

How'd we ever get mixed up
in a mess like this?

They're murderers.
Look what they did to Rocco.

We were crazy to run away.

Honey, it was the only
sensible thing to do.

Now, we're really free.

Maybe they won't
ever find us. Maybe...

Man: Mr Gordon? Yeah? No. No!

Sorry, mr Gordon,
we'll have to take you in.

This your wife?

This way, gentlemen.

Hello, Gordon.

Go on, sit down.

What are you holding me for?

We want you to tell us
about these entries here.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You kept those accounts.
You and Salvatore Rocco.

You can't prove a thing.

That the writing on this card,
your handwriting,

is identical to the
writing in this ledger.

You got no right to hold me here.

Frank: We're holding you
as a material witness.

- Can I use the phone?
- Frank: Not yet.

I've got a right to call a lawyer,
haven't I?

O'Rourke?

You ran away from him. Why?

Now, let me get this straight,
Gordon. You insist now...

You insist that you did not write,

you did not make any entries
into this ledger, eh?

- No.
- All right.

Honestly, I...
I just can't help you.

Er... get me associated press office,
Los Angeles, please.

This is a police emergency call.

Oh, news editor.

Yeah.

Look, this is the sheriff's
sub-station, Malibu.

Will you send a reporter
down here sometime today?

What?
We'll give you the details later.

Oh, yes, er... send a
photographer along, will you?

Yeah.

Now, Gordon, I don't want you
to worry about a thing.

We're only gonna hold you here
for twenty-four hours.

Long enough for the papers
to run the story and, er...

- And your picture.
- What story?

What? Oh, the story...

The story that you gave us
vital information on the syndicate.

Now, if you don't know anything,
it won't hurt you.

O'Rourke and the others
will understand.

However, if you, er...
Do have some vital information,

some vital evidence for us,

why, the odds are they'll probably
send somebody out here to kill you.

And probably it'll be
the men who killed Rocco.

Where's my wife?

Take it easy, kid.
They won't shoot at us.

Coast guard's part of
the treasury department.

Mrs Gordon: You see,
this is all my fault, mr Warren. I...

Gordon: It was nobody's fault.
I was out of work.

I wanted a job that paid good money.

We wanted to get married.

One of my neighbours was working
at a horse-betting room.

Gordon: He got me a job there
at a hundred dollars a week.

It was the easiest money
I ever made.

But Sydney didn't want that job,
mr Warren, honestly,

but I made him take it.

You must understand.
Sydney isn't a...

A criminal. He...

- He's a good accountant.
- Sure.

So good that o'Rourke
doubled my salary,

and took me on
to do his personal work.

Everything was perfect.

We never worried about the future.

Why'd you run away?

I was frightened when
they arrested Sydney.

And then, suddenly, it hit me
that what we were doing was wrong.

So I made Sydney get in the car,
and drive us out here,

to try to leave
all those things behind.

It was beginning
to be pretty wonderful,

these last few days.

We felt free,

for the first time in a long time.

Well, if your husband's testimony
is what we think it is,

every member of the syndicate
will be in prison,

and you'll never have to worry again.

Never have to be afraid again.

Now, Gordon... yeah?

Now, look, as one bookkeeper
to another, figure the percentage.

Well, what about my wife?

Well, I'll tell you. How would you...

How would you two like to have
a nice, long ocean voyage together?

With me along to watch you,
at government expense.

What do you wanna know?

Well, the first thing you can do is,

you can start out
by identifying the initials

above these payments right here.

Well, you've probably guessed
the initials stand for...

"The big fellow."

Sydney Gordon, please.

Well, here goes nothing.

I hope you're gonna be able
to convict them, mr Warren.

Not just the big fellow,
but all of them at the top.

It's not that I'm frightened.

I am, you know.

But, if you don't...

Well, it's like I said,

"here goes nothing."

Sure, the syndicate got half.
I collected.

Whaddaya wanna know?
Just tell me.

Whaddaya wanna know?

I don't take nobody's rap.

The big fellow got
his cut of everything.

In my thirty years as a cop,
I've never seen anything like it.

Pigeons, singing everywhere!

I leave my home in the morning,
one perches on my shoulder.

I go into a restaurant for coffee,

there's one hiding in
the sugar bowl, chirping away.

Heard any good songs lately?

There's one little number.

I don't know the tune,
but here's the words:

"O'Rourke",
as in Edward j o'Rourke!

You're late.

I was held up at the court house.

I think we got a break.
A postponement.

- Whose idea was that?
- My idea.

Well, this is mine.
Give him the list.

What's this?

The names of every man
and woman on the jury panel.

Eighty-three of them.

Only twelve of them
are going to be picked.

We're taking no chances.

Your job is to get to
the ten names 30 through 39.

What if they can't be bought?

That's our job.

- Man: Number seven, five times,
- Bookie: Number seven.

Well, gentlemen, are you
visiting me, or the horses?

Greetings, mr o'Rourke,
from your fellow citizen.

You know, I don't
like to say anything,

but you're in
an awful lot of trouble.

You know what you need?
You need a good lawyer.

Hmm, yeah.

Now, if you want to
talk to me about that,

you know where you can reach me.

Mr Warren, I can see nothing
for us to talk about.

- Fellas, I got a hunch.
- On a horse?

Yeah, named o'Rourke.

I've got a hunch he's gonna
turn into a canary, in a cage.

Come here.

It'll ring whether you walk
or you stand still.

So stand still, honey.

I'm gonna wear a belt.

Every time I...

Yeah?

O'Rourke.

Get my coat, will you, honey?
Yeah.

Yes?

All right.

You taking this alone? Yes.

You want pappas and me
to meet you anyplace?

Nope.

I see that neither wind, nor rain,
nor the syndicate's men

have kept you from your rounds.

Well, after six months of
your hoods stepping on my heels,

I've picked up a few tricks myself.

I used to play ball on this lot
when I was a kid.

Yeah, I was raised around here.

Later, when I went on to college,
I even got semi-pro offers.

You should have taken 'em.

No, I wasn't interested in peanuts.
I wanted big money.

You got it, too.

When we confiscated
your safe-deposit box,

we counted over
six hundred thousand dollars in cash.

I'll pay my taxes, and
whatever penalties are required.

Uh-uh. It's too late, o'Rourke.

It's never too late for a trade.

The inside financial set-up
of the syndicate.

Zanger?

Zangers are made, not born.

The complete accounts
of profits of the big fellow,

and the other top men.

In return for?

Dropping the case against me.

Oh, that wouldn't be
a very good deal for you.

The syndicate would kill you

the minute this evidence
was introduced into court.

It's a good deal.

When you arrested Sydney Gordon,

I told the syndicate
that he had stolen these papers.

- Does Gordon know about that?
- Of course. He prepared them.

You can use them in his testimony.

So, my name need
never be mentioned.

And what will you be doing?

Defending my clients, of course,
to the utmost of my ability.

They are still men of violence.

Even more so, now.

They don't like double-crosses.

Is it a deal?

No, not now.

I tell you what,
we'll talk about it later,

after the big fellow's trial.

Warren! “What?

I've something extra
to throw into this trade.

What are you peddling now, shyster?

The jury panel is fixed.

Every one of the panel,
all 83 of them, have been reached.

Paid off, or frightened
into guaranteeing acquittals.

I don't believe it.

No. Even we...

We don't know
the names on that panel.

The big fellow does.

He bought the list a week ago.
He showed it to me.

He even gave me my assignment.

Those ten names, numbers 30
through 39 on the panel,

were my assignment.

I played it safe with the big fellow.

I went out and fixed those ten.

You can have that,
in exchange for my subpoena.

Every stool pigeon gets paid.

That's one of the rules,
isn't it, o'Rourke?

Thank you.

Gimme the keys. Get in the car.

I was sent here by the big fellow.

Give me the keys to the car.

To make a deal.

For who, yourself?

Get in the car.

That's stupid.

- Think I gave that fed the list?
- You did. I saw you.

- I've got it right here in my pocket.
- Who are you kiddin'?

All right, then,
if I did give him the list,

you'll want him
more than you want me.

We were told
to bring you back with us.

- But if I did make a deal...
- Get in the car.

You stupid stoop!

Henchman: Hold it. Go ahead.

If they convict,
the big fellow gets twenty years.

If he loses, you lose, too.

But, if I make a deal...

Warren!

Wait... wait a minute, will you?

Don't be a fool. I'll get him
to go back with you.

Then if he's... if I'm lying,
you've got both of us.

All right, but remember,
if you try to get cute,

you'll get it right in the back.

I told them I'd made a deal with you.

You did?

I told them you'd go back with me.

Walk on the outside.

As soon as you get a chance,
reach in your pocket,

and get rid of the list I gave you.

Drop it, tear it up, anything.

I put it in the mailbox.

Don't play hero with me.

I'm just as scared
as you are, my friend.

All right, then do what I tell you.
Get into that car with me.

As soon as we get back
to the big fellow's hotel,

I'll tell him
you've gone for the fix.

You've got to go for the fix.
It's your life.

How much time did they
give you to talk to me?

What have you got on your mind?

Judge Parker.

Judge Parker?
Warren, treasury department.

Has the jury been selected yet?

Good.

Well, the entire panel
has been fixed. I have the list.

That's right.

All right, I'll get there
just as quick as I can.

- The judge is waiting for you.
- Thank you.

Hello, Warren. Come in.

This arrived ten minutes ago.

Let me see those names you have.

30 through 39.

We'll see...

Frank: There they are.

This was supposed to be a first copy.

Tell the district attorney I want him.

There can't be any trial tomorrow.

Postponing the trial isn't going to
solve anything, your honour.

How long do you think we can
hold onto our witnesses?

Have the defendants wait.

- Is the panel assembled?
- Yes, your honour.

Judge: Ladies and gentlemen,

on all panels there are some who,
in good conscience,

feel they cannot serve.

Will those who wish to be excused,
please stand up.

I am impressed,
ladies and gentlemen.

You all are willing to serve
as good citizens.

For reasons best known to this court,

I have arranged with
judge Thompson in part two

to exchange jury panels.

I'm sure judge Thompson
will be happy

to receive such a
fine panel of citizens.

Bailiffs, remove this panel,
and bring in the new one.

Come on, break it up, break it up.

Come on, come on.

Come on, buddy,
this doesn't concern you.

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