All language subtitles for The Untouchables S01E04 The George Bugs Moran Story

Tom's in there all right.
Let's get ready to move

MAN: Lights!

Hold your fire.

ANNOUNCER: The Untouchables.

A Desilu Production.

Tonight's episode,

"The George 'Bugs' Moran Story."

Starring Robert Stack.

Co-starring Lloyd Nolan...

and Jack Warden.

NARRATOR: In the winter
of 1932 in Chicago, Illinois,

an unusual crime was committed.

A crime which echoed down
the years to the present day.

The crime was kidnapping.

The kidnapper was
one of Chicago's

most vicious mobsters.

In the winter of
1932, with Al Capone

still fighting the sentence
passed against him

by a federal court,

Eliot Ness and The
Untouchables turned their attention

to the number two man on the
government's most wanted list.

A mobster important in
the Chicago underworld.

George "Bugs" Moran.

He's vicious and rotten.

He handles 30 to 50 hoods
as vicious and rotten as he is.

He's the smartest of the big
boys and the best organized.

With Capone out of the
way, he's going to spread out

looking for something
to latch on to.

But I'm gonna nail Moran first.

I want to nail him
right to the wall.

There he is, our pigeon,
George "Bugs" Moran.

I want you to remember
his name and his face.

I won't be able to help you on
this one. You're on your own.

I've got to be in Washington.
The brass wants me

to give Congress the whole
story on the Capone operation.

Marty will take
over while I'm gone.

Take it from here,
will you, Marty?

Right.

This is Joe Carroll,
one of Moran's top men.

Eight arrests in
the past 20 years.

Two for assault and
battery, two for kidnapping,

one for manslaughter,
two for bootlegging,

and one for extortion.

He's smooth-talking,
smart and devoted to Moran.

George "Blackie" Anderson,
another one of Moran's boys.

He's been suspected of
something like 20 murders.

He wears a gun with him all
the time and I mean all the time.

He's cold blooded and sadistic

and thinks no
more of killing a man

than you or I would of
putting out a cigarette.

And just to remind you,
George "Bugs" Moran.

You'll be seeing a
lot of him from now on,

because I want a tail on
him seven days a week,

around the clock. Enrico,
you take the day trick.

Right, Marty.

MARTY: Bill, you
take the night tail.

For how long?

Until we get him.

You had no trouble, I hope.

Nothing.

You didn't have to
hurt the boy, did you?

I didn't lay a hand on him.

The kid says his old
man has no money.

That's right. His
father has no money.

So, what did we snatch him for?

Just because his
father has no money

doesn't mean that
he can't get us some.

How much?

How would, uh, a couple
a million this year suit you?

Million?

This year, I said. A couple.

Maybe five million next year.

Maybe ten the
next, and on and on.

The take getting bigger
and bigger and bigger

as long as we're
willing to take it.

From that little punk in there?

From that little freckled-faced
kid in there. Yes.

His father used to drive a
truck. He doesn't anymore.

What does he do now?
Guard the U.S. mint?

No. Something
much better than that.

Go on, bring the boy in.

I don't get it, Bugs.

You will, very soon.

Well, well. So this is
Larry Halloran, huh?

Larry,

would you like to talk to
your father and mother?

I'm not going to
ask them for money.

No, of course
not. Neither will I.

Joseph, call State 1097.

That's my telephone number.

Yes, I know it is, Larry.

Can you read that?

Sure, it's easy.

Now, when you talk to
your mother or to your father,

I want you to read just that.

And say nothing else,
do you understand?

Yes, sir. That's a good lad.

It's ringing, boss.

Hello.

Is this the Lawrence
Halloran residence?

Yes, it is.

Is it about Larry?

Just a minute, honey.

Who is this?

Moran.

Bugs Moran?

I don't know you.

Well, yes, I've
heard of you... What?

They've got Larry.

How do I know you have my boy?

"This is me, Larry. I am
all right and I am not hurt.

"I want to go home.

"Please a... Arrange.

"Arrange it for me.

I love you."

That's fine, Larry. Get down.

It's Larry all right,
he sounds okay.

Larry, are you
sure you're all right?

Yes, he's perfectly
all right, Mr. Halloran.

What do you want?

Where?

The Union Hall? All right,
I'll be there in ten minutes.

I'll wait for you.

Moran... don't hurt my boy.

Don't hurt my boy, please.

What do they want?

I don't know.

Well, whatever it is, give it to
them, Larry. I want him back.

We'll get him back. Don't
you worry, we'll get him back.

NARRATOR: On the
evening of March 2, 1932,

a 24-hour shadowing of
Moran and his henchmen

rewarded the Untouchables.

Their first hint
of the direction

in which Bugs Moran was turning.

For Martin Flaherty, the
stop which Moran made

that evening was puzzling.

The Untouchables had a fairly
complete list of all the fronts

through which Moran
and his mob operated.

The United Trucker's Union,

a small labor union
was something new.

United Trucker's Union.

Have we got anything on that?

Not that I know of.

Mr. Halloran?

Where's my son?

One thing at a time.
Sit down, won't you?

I'm George Moran.

This is my associate,
Mr. Joseph Carroll.

Now, Mr. Halloran,

I have a business
proposition to put to you.

Get to the point, I want my son.

Of course you do. And
he's a bright little boy.

All right, what do you want?

I want to be vice-president
of your little union,

and I want Mr. Joseph Carroll
to be Executive Secretary.

What?

And when you agree

that the both of
us are to be elected

to those respective offices,

then you may have your
bright and small little son

back at home to
love and to cherish.

You mean you want
control of the union?

Yes.

What do you want
with a truckers' union?

We don't have more than
85 bucks in the treasury.

Oh, I know that.
Sit down, please.

Now, what if I was to tell you
that the moment I was elected,

I could bring in 40
to 50 new members

and that every week thereafter

I could guarantee
that this membership

would increase by another
50 to 100 new members.

Building up a union with
a gun and a blackjack

isn't my way of
building a union.

Now, Mr. Halloran, we
both want the same thing.

You want a big, flourishing,
growing membership, so do I.

You want to unionize the
trucking firms, well, so do I.

Now, you take the Patterson
trucking firm, for instance.

You've been having trouble with
old man Patterson, haven't you?

So? I can guarantee

that Joe Patterson will
sign a contract with our union

one week after we start
organizing this place.

You mean one week after
your hoods work this place over.

The ends justify the means.

Mr. Halloran, I'm not
here to persuade you,

I'm here to tell you.

Now, you will call a union
membership meeting,

You will nominate us to
those respective offices

and then you will sit back
and keep your mouth shut.

Is that agreed?

What about my son?

I'll return him as soon
as I have your word.

You have my word.

Very well. Your son will
be home with you tonight.

Oh, and after that, just in
case you change your mind,

you have a very pretty
wife, haven't you?

And you'd like her to stay
that way, wouldn't you?

I mean, have you
ever seen a woman

after someone has pitched
a cup of acid in her face?

No, Joseph, no.

Mr. Halloran was only
reacting emotionally.

I'm sure that when he thinks
it over clearly and carefully,

he'll come around
to our way of thinking.

Good night, Mr. Halloran.

You stick with them.

I'm going to look
over this place.

Right.

All right, I'll be right home.

I was talking to my
wife. Tell Moran that I...

You knew that was "Bugs"
Moran and Joe Carroll

who were in here.

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

There was no one here only me.

And I'm on my way home.

You don't look like a
hood. What's your name?

Halloran. Lawrence Halloran.

That's your name on the sign?

That's right. I'm
president of this union.

Okay, can I go now?

Mind telling me what you
were talking to Moran about?

Yes, I do. It's none
of your business.

Moran is my business
24 hours a day.

Well, that's your business.

Hey, Halloran,

Moran isn't good
company for an honest man.

If you ever need any help,
you can reach me here.

The name, when you
call, is Flaherty. Okay?

Okay.

Are you sure he'll return Larry?

Moran said he'd have
him here sometime tonight.

But when? Where is he?

If he said he'd be
here, where is...

Now, you take it easy, huh?

Come on inside.
It's cold out here.

Larry, I'm scared. I'm scared.

BOY: Hi.

Larry.

Are you all right, son?

I came in the back door.

Are you sure you're all right?

Sure, Mom. I'm fine.

Oh, thank God. Thank God.

You're absolutely sure
they didn't hurt you?

No, not a bit, Mom.

Well, you... You
get those clothes off,

and I'm going to give
you a nice hot bath.

Gee, Mom, what for?

It wasn't my fault.

You get in here and take
those filthy clothes off.

Larry?

Were you scared, son?

At first I was,
and then I wasn't.

I figured if they were
gonna bump me off,

they'd do it right away.

But they didn't. They
just talked and talked.

What'd they talk about?

Oh, just talking.

Dad? Yeah?

Are you gonna find them
and bust their heads?

When I find them.

I can take you right to
them. I know where they are.

I watched.

You'd better get
into that bath now.

And just drop those
clothes into the hamper.

What did they want from you?

The union on a silver platter.

That's what I had to promise
them before I get Larry back.

Don't be a hero.

If they're gangsters, the men
in the union will get together.

They'll kick them out.

Not if I say they're okay.

They'll vote them
in. Once they're in,

we'll never get them out.

Don't try to do
this by yourself.

Don't be a hero, Larry.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to take a
guy up on an offer.

Hi, Halloran. Come on in.

What's on your mind?

I want you to get those
hoods off my back.

Sit down.

I can't.

You can't?

I thought you guys
were the Untouchables.

What's the matter? Has
Moran gotten to you too?

I'm a Federal Officer.

Kidnapping isn't
a Federal offense.

Even if I caught Moran with
your son, I couldn't arrest him.

Well, what can you do?

I can get Moran, but I
need help. I need your help.

Look, we couldn't get
Capone for prostitution,

for blackmail, for
murder, for bootlegging,

but we got him, though. For
something he never thought of,

income tax evasion.

And he'll rot there
just as sure as if

we'd nailed him for murder.

Supposing Moran
pays his income tax?

Then we'll get him
for something else.

Thanks for your help.

Here, help someone else.

Halloran.

Look, I don't know how and
when, but we'll get Moran.

We're following
him 24 hours a day.

I promise you we'll get him.

Yeah.

You're a great one
for following people.

Halloran.

Operator, I want to put
through a person-to-person call

to Mr. Eliot Ness at the Hotel
Wilton in Washington, D.C.

This is Martin Flaherty calling.

(phone rings)

Hello?

Yes, this is he speaking.

Right.

Hello, Marty?

Moran's moving in
on a union down here.

A small trucker's union.

He's kidnapped the 9-year-old
son of the union president,

a guy named Halloran.

They've returned
the kid but I wanna

nail Moran now so hard
I could kill to get to him.

Easy, take it easy, Marty.

I had the same feeling
about Capone and we got him.

Stick with Moran.

He's bound to step
over the line somewhere.

Look, I've got an idea I
want to ask you about.

Trucks haul between states.

Do you think we might
nab Moran on some violation

of Interstate Commerce?

Maybe.

If you're gonna use
that, you've gotta

let him take over the union.

You help Halloran
now, Moran will slide

right out from under you.

I don't follow you, Eliot. How?

Moran is smart enough to
avoid Federal prosecution.

If you begin to show
an interest in Moran's

moving in on the union,

it won't be long
before he comes up

with the same
thing you just did,

violation of
Interstate Commerce.

Once he knows that, he'll
slide out of Halloran's union,

pick on one that
tends to local business,

you'll never touch him.

I gotta let him get
into Halloran's union

and start pushing
employers around.

That's right.

You just follow him
until he puts the arm

on some interstate hauler.

Once he does that...

I'll come down on
him like a ton of bricks.

Eliot, as someone
just said to me,

"you're a great one
for following people."

ANNOUNCER: And now
back to The Untouchables.

Yes, may I help you?

I'd like to see Mr. Patterson.
Mr. Joseph Patterson.

My name is Halloran.
Lawrence Halloran.

I'm president of the
United Truckers' Union.

Take it easy, fella.

I will see Patterson if I
have to wreck this place

and walk over
your skull to do it.

You make another
move and I'll see

that you never use
that hand again.

The bum got by
me, Mr. Patterson.

I'll take care of him.

I didn't come here
to fight, Mr. Patterson.

I came here for a talk.

You've talked enough.

Let him talk. Get out.

Well, what is it?

I came to tell you that
Moran and his gang

are trying to take
over my union.

Moran, eh? Birds of a feather...

We're not gangsters,
Patterson, you know that.

I came to you six months ago
to negotiate a union contract.

Negotiate?

Did you hear the fine word
he's using for blackmail, Tom?

Negotiate.

If we're gonna fight, we're
not gonna get anywhere.

You bet you won't get anywhere.

You got into my
office and that's further

than I thought you'd ever get.

Dad, maybe we should listen.

Moran and his gang are
trying to take over my union.

They're gonna fill it up
with hoods and gangsters.

There's only one
way I can stop them.

So you'd really like to
stop them, would you?

Yes, I would.

I've got an honest
union, you know that.

But I won't have after the
membership meeting tonight.

You ought to know.
You've got thugs

in your business
right now. Partners.

No partners of mine.

You're not gonna
tell me that guy isn't

on your payroll about
20 more like him.

They are there,
thanks to your union.

Stop bothering us
and they'll be gone.

I don't think it's
gonna be that easy.

Patterson, the gangs are
moving in on the union,

and on the employers.

If they take over my union,
it's just a matter of time

before they take
over your business.

That doesn't scare me, Halloran.

Well, it scares
me, Mr. Patterson.

What can we do about it?

Give me something
to fight Moran with.

A union contract that I can
show the membership tonight.

Just a little thing
like that, eh?

Once I have that I can show
them we don't need Moran.

That we don't need the hoods.

I can kick them
out of the union hall

and you can kick these
guys out the next day.

You must think I'm a
thickheaded old man

to swallow something like that.

Well, if not a contract,
then a promise

to sit down and discuss one.

Give me anything.

Anything to show the membership
we're getting somewhere.

Now, look, Halloran,

I started with one truck,

and I built this business
up to where it is today

without the help of any union.

There'll be no
union here as long

as I have a breath in my body

or in the bodies of my sons.

Maybe Halloran's right, Dad.

That's enough, Tom.

Now, take this word
back to your members

and your gangster friends.

Patterson and Sons does
business without a union.

Always has done
and always will do.

Now, get out of here!

And don't ever show your
face on these premises again.

He's been in there a long time.

You don't think Patterson's
easy to talk to, do you?

I don't like this guy Halloran.
Why don't we get rid of him?

No, we can't. Not yet.

We need him. The
members respect him.

We can't move in
to this union unless

we have a big fat
respectable front.

We'll get rid of Halloran later.

Hey, look at that.

Looks like some
of Bilano's boys.

What are they
mooching around for?

If I'm not mistaken,
they're waiting

for our esteemed president.

What'll we do?

Just sit back and enjoy it.

Hey!

Hey. Mister, give me
a hand here, will you?

( suspenseful theme playing)

What are we gonna do,
just stand here and watch?

Eliot says we've got to.

If Moran thinks we're backing
Halloran, we'll lose Moran.

Amateurs.

Wait.

Let's get out of here.

I think we ought
to form a committee

to go to the hospital
to get the good word

from our president.

Marty. Wait till he pulls out.

Call an ambulance.

Like I said before, Flaherty,

you're a great one
for following people.

MAN: Oh, there he is.

How are you, boy? Not too bad.

MAN 2: How's your wife?

MAN 3: Wonderful.

Okay. Okay. Let's call
this meeting to order.

Now, come on. Sit down
and quit your barbering.

Jim, sit down.

Now, as vice-president,

I call this special
election meeting to order.

Where's Larry?
Yeah, where's Larry?

Larry can't be with us tonight
because he's in the hospital.

He's in pretty bad shape
from the going over he got

from Joe Patterson's goons.

Now, Larry called this meeting

for the purpose of
electing two new officers.

A new vice-president and
a new executive secretary.

But Larry couldn't
be with us tonight

because on his
way to this meeting,

he was caught up with some
of Joe Patterson's goons,

and beaten up so bad that
he had to go the hospital.

The beating played
right into Moran's hands.

Yeah.

Now, you may have
noticed that there are

some new faces here tonight.

Well, we signed up
28 new members today.

These new members were signed up

with the direct efforts
of Mr. George Moran

and Mr. Joseph Carroll.

Now, without further
ado, I will present to you

your candidate
for vice-president,

Mr. George Moran.

My name is George Moran.

Some of you men here know me.

All of you have heard about me.

I have a way of getting my name
in the newspapers now and then.

And what do the
newspapers say about me?

That I'm a gangster,
that I'm a hood.

Well, the newspapers must
know what they're talking about

if they say that a
man is a gangster,

he has got to be
a gangster, right?

You know, what
did this newspaper

call this union not
more than two days ago?

A bunch of gangsters.
A bunch of hoods. Yeah.

It's in the papers.

You read it, your wives read it.

Your relatives, your
friends and neighbors read it.

Did they believe it? Did they?

No.

Well, why not? The
newspaper said it.

If the newspaper said
it, it's got to be true, no?

No.

No. All right.

I'll make a bargain with you.

If you don't believe
the newspapers

when they say I'm a gangster,

I won't believe them when
they say you are, fair enough?

He's a smart cookie.

You men have no friends in
the newspapers in this town.

You have no
friends in city hall,

you have no friends
in the State House,

and boy, you have no
friends in Washington.

But you do have one real friend.

He's in St. Clare's
Hospital right now.

With a compound fracture
of an arm, three ribs broken,

his teeth kicked loose,
eight stitches in his skull,

and he's in there
because of you.

Larry Halloran, that's
the kind of a friend I am.

ALL: Yeah!

And who did this to your friend?
Joe Patterson and his goons.

And why?

Because Larry went over there
to talk about a union contract,

and that was Joe
Patterson's answer.

Yeah. (murmuring)

Now, what are you
going to do about it?

You going to kiss his hands

and send another
organizer over there

to get his brains kicked in?

ALL: No.

Or are you going to just fold
up the union and walk away?

ALL: No.

No, you're not going to do that.

We're going to give
Joe Patterson back

as good as he
gave, and a lot more.

If he wants to break skulls,

we'll break some
skulls on our own.

But breaking heads isn't
enough. You want results.

You want a union contract
out of Joe Patterson

whether he likes
it or not, right?

ALL: Right. That's right.

Now, I'm going to make
two campaign promises.

But they'll be different
from any promise

made by any politician,

because if I fail to
keep either one of them,

you can pick me up and
kick me out of the union.

Now this goes for
Mr. Joseph Carroll too,

because I know what
kind of a man he is.

All right, now.

First,

I promise that this union
will double its present size

within two months.
All right, now wait, wait.

Second,

I promise that you will
have a union contract

with Joe Patterson
within one month.

ALL: Yeah!

Don't forget, if I fail
to keep either one

of those promises, you
can kick me out of the union.

How I do it is not your worry.

I made the
promises. I'll deliver.

I'm saying those promises
go for Joseph Carroll too.

Right, Joseph?
That's right, fellas

that goes for me too. You see?

Man of very few words
but plenty of action.

Now, how about
some action out of you?

I make a motion that
the membership elect

George Moran vice-president
in charge of new members

and to sign up Joe Patterson.

And likewise for Joe Carroll,
to be executive secretary.

I second the motion.

All right, all those in
favor, stand up. Stand up.

All right. Sit down.

All those opposed, stand up.

Awww, sit down and
let's make it unanimous.

Yeah.

All right now. Let's have
three cheers for George Moran.

Yeah!

Let's get out of here.

I knew it. I knew it.

He got what he
wanted out of them.

He sure did.

They're a big
rough bunch of guys.

Yeah, they can use their muscle.

They can even use their guts.

The only trouble is they don't
know how to use their brains.

One hundred and
sixty-eight thousand,

four-hundred and
thirty-eight dollars

for the first
quarter of the year.

And that's the way we
stand as of last Friday.

Well, we can't kick about
that statement, eh, boys?

That's right, Pop.

Okay, Frank, what's our
next order of business?

The union.

Ah, that's out. Go on.

I think we ought to discuss it.

Whether we like it or not,
the union's here to stay.

But not in Patterson and
Sons, I won't have it here.

I won't discuss it with them
and I won't discuss it with you.

Now, look, Tom, I might have
agreed with you once on this

but Moran's taken
over the United Truckers

and I don't see us doing
business with gangsters.

Larry Halloran was
here a week ago

begging Dad to help
him keep Moran out.

That's right. And
I kicked him out.

Right to Bilano and his
men who beat him so badly

he had to go to the hospital.

How do you know Bilano did it?

I've heard nothing about
the police arresting anyone.

Oh, come on, Dad,
it's common knowledge.

Now don't get lippy with
me, Thomas Patterson.

If you want my opinion,
we'd save ourselves

a lot of trouble and money,

if we recognize the union
now and sign a deal with them.

Your opinion is it?

Now, let me tell
you both something.

I didn't slave and
sweat, and fight all my life

to turn my business over
to a union of gangsters.

And that's the end of it.

NARRATOR: On the
night of April 6th, 1932,

Martin Flaherty drove
Lawrence Halloran to his home

in south Chicago.

Where's my son?

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

Where's my son,
you rotten gangster?

Tell me now or I'll finish
the job someone else started.

Take it easy, Mr. Patterson.

My name is Flaherty,
I'm a Federal agent.

So you arrested him. Good.

Now make him tell
where they got Thomas.

I haven't arrested anyone yet.
Will you tell me what happened?

We got a phone call
about an hour ago

from someone who said they
had taken my brother, Tommy.

They said they'd return
him alive and unharmed

if we'd sign a union contract.

It's Moran. He's made his move.

Mr. Patterson,
just for the record,

your firm does interstate
trucking, doesn't it?

Yes. But what's that
got to do with my son?

Interstate Commerce
is a Federal matter.

That's all I need to
move against Moran.

Operator, Central 1099, please.

Do you know where
they're holding him?

No, but we can pick
up Moran and Carroll

and the others and find out.

They said they'd kill Tommy
if we called in the police.

Let's sweat it out of him.

I promise you he'll tell us soon
enough when I start in on him.

Flaherty, hold the line.

Could be that Moran
would take Tom Patterson

the same place he took your boy?

Grace, get Larry.

But he's asleep.

Mrs. Halloran, Tom
is my youngest too.

If your son can help...

Yes, of course.

I want the whole
unit fully armed.

Ask Ezra to get
us reinforcements.

Yeah, yeah, I'm at
Halloran's house.

Call me when you're ready
to go. We're going after Moran.

They'll kill my son, Flaherty.

Not if we move fast enough.

You're responsible, Halloran.

Don't be a fool, Patterson.

Moran's done this. Halloran
had nothing to do with it.

He fought Moran
as best he could.

They kidnapped his
son to get into the union.

When he came to you asking
for a contract they had his son

he didn't know if he'd ever
see the boy alive again.

Larry, this is important.

Yeah, Dad?

Do you remember when
those men took you away?

Yeah.

Well, we're going after Moran.

Can you show us how
to get to his farmhouse?

Sure. But we'll have
to start from the school.

I only know how to get
there from the school.

I'll have my men meet us there.

NARRATOR: Within an hour
the armed convoy was formed.

The entire Untouchable's unit,

augmented with
specially chosen officers

from the Chicago
Police Department.

Moran's holed up in a farmhouse
about an hour away from here.

Moran himself has
shaken off our man.

Maybe he's at the
farmhouse, maybe not.

I want one man detailed to
take the Halloran kid back home.

Patterson and his son
are in the limousine.

I'll go first. Billy, you
go with Patterson.

Henrico, you go with Heinz.

Giargiano will
follow with his boys

and you bring up the rear.

Now look, let's stay
close together, okay?

Come on, honey, come on. Ah.

Why don't you play those
games with me, Thelma?

Hey, Blackie, the
Boss is coming.

Hiya, Boss.

Hi, men.

Nicely done? Clean as a whistle.

Joseph go back to town?

Yup.

We've been in touch
with old man Patterson.

I'm supposed to meet
him at 8:30 in the morning.

I think he'll be
ready to sign by then.

Larry, you sure
this is the right road?

I'm positive.

Good boy.

(rings)

Yeah?

Hold it.

It's Joe, boss.

Yes, Joseph?

Listen, you've been
double-crossed.

I just got a tip that Asbury
asked the Chicago cops

for reinforcements.

Patterson's called
in Federal agents.

Yes, I see. Are you sure?

I think that kid's gonna take
them right out to the house.

Get out of there and do it fast.

Well, we'll just have
to pick up our marbles

and play some other day.

All right, Joseph,
I'll see you later.

Blackie.

Patterson's crossed us.

I'm gonna leave now.
As soon as I've gone,

send the boys away
and take care of the kid.

What about Thelma?

Well, you know, Blackie,
I've been thinking.

Thelma's a girl who's
bound to get into

trouble some of these days.

Now, suppose you
were her boyfriend,

and you caught her here with
someone like young Patterson.

What would you do?

I'd fix 'em both. The same time.

Love nest killing,
huh? I like that.

It appeals to my
romantic nature.

Thelma dying for love.

That's the place.

Billy, I want you
to tap into that line

and give us
communication back to town.

Have you got the
two handsets? Yeah.

Good. One handset
here and one in the car,

put two men a mile down the road

to pick up anyone
who might leave.

All right, now let's move. Okay.

You got it straight, hm?

Don't worry, I'll handle it.

It'll be a pleasure.

Good night, boys.

Yeah, Enrico?

Moran just left the
house. He's alone.

Call down to our road block
and have him picked up.

Right. Why don't
you rush them now?

Because we don't know
how many of them are in there.

If we rush them, they'd kill
that boy of yours awfully fast.

Moran is on his way down to you.

Flaherty says
stop him and arrest.

Got it. Moran's on his way down.

Flaherty says to stop
him and pick him up.

Right.

He's gonna ride through.

You guys don't
have to hang around.

Moran says you
can go back to town.

You taking care of
it yourself, Blackie?

Yeah, all by my lonesome.

Well, kiss Thelma, will you?

(giggling)

Hey, baby. Oh, yeah.

Why don't you untie your
friend, Thelma? Give him a drink.

Sure.

Three more of them are leaving.

Have them picked
up quietly and find out

who else is in there.

Maybe Tom isn't in there.

Maybe not. Moran
wouldn't have come out here

this time of night if he wasn't.

Here kid, have one.

Go on, take it.

I don't want it.

Well, to your health.

Tom's in there all right.
Let's get ready to move.

Ooh.

Boy, oh, I didn't think a tap
on the head would do all that.

(Thelma laughing)

THELMA: You've got
to save your strength.

Ahh. Ha.

MAN: Lights.

Hold your fire.

PATTERSON: Where's my son?

Tommy, where are you?

Mr. Carroll, what
explanation have you got

for the double murder of Tom
Patterson and Thelma Devore?

Was the union involved?

The union was not involved.

It was a love nest killing.

George Anderson,
crazy with jealousy,

shot young Patterson
and Thelma Devore

when he found them together.

Weren't they found in
Mr. Moran's farmhouse?

No, sir. That was not
Mr. Moran's farmhouse.

Why did Moran try to run
through a police blockade?

He didn't run through
any police blockade.

He ran through three sinister
characters in an unmarked car.

They fired on him without
giving him a chance to surrender.

They were Federal agents.

Well, now, how was he
supposed to know that?

Joe Patterson is
using his son's death

as an attempt to
break up this union.

We've got nothing to hide.

Just stand over
here and watch how

the membership
feels about it, huh?

NARRATOR: Moran evaded the
roadblock, but was arrested the next day.

As a figure of influence
in the labor movement,

he was finished.

All right men, simmer
down. Simmer down.

You men have all heard
what Joe Patterson had to say.

It's in the papers.

He doesn't want the
union in his place.

His son is out with
some babe in a love nest

and her boyfriend catches them
and he blames that on the union.

Now what's the union got
to do with it, huh? Nothing.

You know it and I know it
and so does Joe Patterson.

Yeah.

Now, our
vice-president is in jail.

Put there by so-called
Federal agents.

You know whose agents
they are, don't you?

They're Joe Patterson's.

He bought 'em
and he paid for 'em.

Now, you know why he wanted
George Moran railroaded?

Because he wants
to break this union.

The question we've
got to decide here now

is whether he can do it or not.

No.

Bet your sweet life he can't.

Now I've got some
real news for you.

We've just signed contracts
with 15 new trucking firms.

Now, what do you think of that?

Moran promised you he'd
do it. He went to jail to do it.

And we'll get Joe Patterson

whether he likes
it or not, right?

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

I thought you'd quit.

No, I haven't quit.

MAN: Do you want us to go on?

CROWD: Yeah!

They seem to be happy.

Are we doing right
by you, yes or no?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Hey, what are you doing?

You've gone through
kidnappings, beatings, threats.

Joe Patterson blames
you for his son's death,

the newspapers
call you a gangster,

and the guys you did it for

are in there cheering two
hoods named Moran and Carroll.

Now isn't that enough?

It's never enough.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

NARRATOR: With the Larry
Hallorans of the world, it is never enough.

But as long as there
are honest labor leaders

like Larry Halloran,

the gangster element
in American labor

will always be defeated.

( suspenseful theme playing)

ANNOUNCER: The Untouchables.