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your f***ing boys at the Bureau

can't find Angiulo's place?

For f***'s sake, everyone in Boston

knows where the guy is!

The f***er keeps moving

all over the North End.

I need specifics, Jimmy.

Not tomorrow, not next week, now. Today.

I need to get a wire

inside Angiulo's headquarters

or I can't keep protecting you.

It's that simple.

All right.

But I need you to do something for me.

You want a f***ing wiretap or not?

Jesus, Jimmy. Jimmy.

I want all of Angiulo's vending machines

out of the Old Colony.

I don't care how you do it,

I just want 'em gone. Do you follow?

Do you f***ing follow?

All right, then.

When you leave for work tomorrow morning

after you've gone for your jog

down Silver Street,

after you stopped at McNulty's

for a black coffee and a Danish,

after you read the sports page,

after you kissed Marianne goodbye,

you walk straight out

your door to your car,

which is parked in the same f***in' spot

it's always parked in.

Right before you put your keys

into the ignition,

maybe have a look in the glove box.

There just might be an early

Christmas present in there for you.

What's this?

Gentlemen, this is Intel,

from our source in Winter Hill.

Holy Sh*t.

"CONNOLLY". 98 Prince Street.

Angiulo family headquarters.

FITZPATRICK F*** me.

Yeah, "F*** me," and f*** you is right.

An hour ago,

I got a wet shave in a barbershop

right across from 98 Prince

in the heart of the North End.

And within 15 minutes,

I saw Mikey Angiulo,

Bobby Carozza, and one

Vincent "The Animal" Ferrara

all go inside.

Jesus, John.

Do you wanna talk about

who's a valuable asset, Charles?

In five f***ing years

of nobodies with Scotch on

their breath giving us sh*t.

Not a goddamn thing.

And giving them 40 bucks

to go around the corner

and get drunk

and dick us around? F*** that.

This, on the other hand,

is the kinda Intel we get

from James "Whitey" Bulger, gentlemen.

No one else.

Jimmy always had a plan.

Like him giving up Angiulo's

address at 98 Prince Street.

Now that was a smart play.

Because it kept Connolly, you know,

off our backs.

We had stuff going on in Florida.

Situation down there was changing.

And not for the better.

World Jai Alai would like to

introduce its new owner,

CEO, and Chief Operating Officer

Roger Wheeler.

- Roger?

- Thank you, Alan.

It's an exciting time for jai alai,

and I'm honored to be part of its growth

and expansion here in South Florida.

John Callahan has us

poised for great success.

I can't believe

people pay to watch this sh*t.

Well, they f***ing love it, Stevie.

They f***ing love to bet on it.

That's making us very rich.

But who knows for how much longer

with Wheeler moving in?

Guy's a f***ing double-barreled prick.

But at least we still got this.

Oh, no, no, no.

You give that to Kevin, not me.

All right.

So what's the problem

with this Wheeler guy?

What's his deal?

He's got CPAs crawling all up my ass,

and all over the books,

checking every f***ing thing.

The cash flow, the free meals,

the parking lot receipts.

It's just a matter of time

before he finds out

how much cash is missing.

Just make him an offer for the company.

I tried. Won't sell.

Would his widow sell?

Maybe she could be persuaded.

Maybe Balloonhead over here,

you could do us a favor.

- Who, me?

- Yeah.

Sure. Whatever you say, Stevie.

But, you know,

there must be some other way.

Yeah, but, you don't get rid of him,

how's he supposed to go away?

What's the downside

of this thing, John?

There's no downside, Stevie.

The upside is,

we get our cut and keep printing money.

I mean, what's to connect you

to anything that happens to Wheeler?

He lives in Tulsa, for f***'s sake.

Everybody knows we have World Jai Alai.

Who's "everybody"?

We're f***ing everybody.

Brian.

Take the bag, I want you to have it.

Yeah. I want you to have it.

No.

Lot of money in that bag, Jimmy.

I know exactly how much

money's in that f***ing bag.

Brian, take the bag, and get out of here.

To do the hit on Wheeler?

No.

That's $20,000

for you to not do the hit.

I don't get it.

Take the money,

keep your f***ing mouth shut

about what you just heard.

It's best you're not involved.

Take the f***ing money.

Take the f***ing money.

Take the f***ing money.

Okay.

Um...

So, I should go now?

Yeah, you should go now.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Hey, listen, I know you guys

have your ways

and everything like that, don't you?

But don't ever hand me a bag

of f***ing money in public.

Ah, I'm sorry, Jimmy.

I just... I thought that...

No, I know. I get it. It's all right.

Don't sweat it. But, I mean...

All right. Never again.

But we're good with Wheeler?

Right?

- Afternoon, Mr. Wheeler!

- Hi!

Roger Wheeler?

What the f*** is this

jai alai thing that

Whitey's got his fingers into

all of a sudden? What is this bullshit?

"MAN". That's the word on the street.

Looks like a stupid

f***ing game, you ask me.

Yeah, Well, I'll tell ya.

I don't picture Bulger

going all the way out

to Tulsa, Oklahoma, to kill somebody.

But then again,

he's such a sick little f***.

And that stupid half-breed

buddy of his, Flemmi.

The two of them,

they'll go anywhere, anytime

and whack anybody out

if there's a few bucks

in it for them.

I gotta shut this

f***ing thing down, John.

Now we got people on tape

talking about how Whitey

and Flemmi committed murder.

That is a big f***ing problem.

That tape is just gangsters

talking sh*t,

like little f***ing housewives.

Yeah, maybe, maybe.

But I gotta tell you something,

McGuire is gonna start asking questions.

That is why I'm gonna file it very deep.

All right? Problem gone.

Gone.

- That's against protocol.

- F*** protocol.

F*** it.

It's a little lie, a little white lie

to protect the bigger truth.

You know what Jimmy

has given us. A gold mine.

And you want to be the person

that jeopardizes that?

We are bringing down the house, man.

La Cosa Nostra.

So just relax.

Relax.

I'll handle it. It's on me. I got this.

Authorities in Tulsa, Oklahoma,

are still sifting through clues

in the murder of Roger Wheeler,

head of the Telex Corporation.

Today, Telex offered a large reward

- for information...

- Turn it up.

Leading to the arrest of the killer.

Hey!

Turn it the f*** up!

Wheeler's other more

controversial business holdings.

Sandy Gilmore has a report.

Roger Wheeler was gunned down

at close range as he left

his weekly golf game.

Wheeler was a self-made,

hard-driving entrepren...

What do you want, huh?

This meeting between

Rizzo and Sal Manzinni...

The walk-in in Interview 3

says Whitey Bulger killed Roger Wheeler.

Gentlemen,

this is Brian Halloran.

You have something you wanna tell us?

There's a lot I can tell you.

I need guarantees first.

F*** you.

You don't get no guarantees.

You talk or you walk.

Okay.

Whitey Bulger planned

to murder Roger Wheeler,

that jai alai dude from Tulsa.

It's been on the news and everything.

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