Empire State Page #7

Unbelievable.

The dog passed out from fear.

9mm must have scared

the sh*t out of him.

They found it unconscious.

They thought it was dead.

They thought the dog was dead.

- I'm Detective Ransone.

- Yeah, I know who you are.

Listen, so what have we got here?

We've got three break-ins

on the same premises,

we've got two men dead,

we've got no arrests.

Does anybody here

have any idea how many

dollars that disappeared

from this spot?

Uh, Detective Ransone

or Mister...

how do you pronounce it?

...Patemi, is it?

Potamitis.

Yeah.

See, now you know why

the FBI is rolling up in here.

Yeah, so.

Mr. Potamias,

you got Santa Claus

coming through

your ceiling, right?

They break in your gate,

shooting a 9mm

within proximity of your dog

and you're unconscious.

Yeah. No, I, uh...

I don't know. I was making

the rounds. I come back

and I guess somebody hit me.

You weren't on the phone?

No phonecall? Didn't you tell me

you were on that phone?

Honeywell called and you said

everything was okay.

- Was it okay?

- Yeah, like I said...

no, I was making the rounds.

I come back and some...

Somebody hit you.

Yeah.

Nothing caught your eye?

Nothing seemed out

of the ordinary at that time?

The camera outside's broke,

so the only visuals I had were

on the money room and the doors.

Yeah, and somebody's

coming through your ceiling.

That's a brilliant move.

Whew.

- Very clever.

- It's really clever.

Very clever,

very tricky.

Wow, these guys are

something else, huh?

- Excuse me, sir.

- So you got anything else for us,

- Mister...

- Potami.

Potami?

Detective Ransone,

any more questions?

No, I think you guys

covered everything.

No? Good.

So we're done here, right?

Somebody get this kid to a hospital.

- Unbelievable.

- Mmm.

Mr. Potamatis,

Ernie Anastos.

It's been reported that

over $9 million were taken

in last night's heist.

Do you have anything to say about that?

No.

Can I just ask you

a couple of questions?

Five minutes?

Keep shooting.

Keep shooting.

God damn it, Eddie.

Hey hey-

- Hey.

- What's going on?

Nothing, I was...

I need to go for a walk.

Go for a walk?

Where are you gonna go for a walk, huh?

Hmm?

Where are you gonna go?

Nowhere.

I'm just going for a walk.

Where you gonna go? The police

are out there looking for you.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm sorry.

- I just... I'm sorry.

- What's going on?

- I gotta go for a walk.

- What's going on? What's going on?

- Nothing. I'm fine.

- You're not fine.

You're not fine.

Come on.

You were out all night. The police are

here all day looking for you.

Your face...

come on, tell me.

Tell me, tell me.

- Talk to me.

- Nothing. No, I...

- I'm gonna go for a walk.

- No.

- I'm gonna come back. I'm okay.

- You're not okay. Listen...

- You're not okay.

- I'm okay, Pop. I'm all right.

Don't walk away! Listen to me.

I'm talking to you. Chris!

- Chris, listen to me!

- I'm sorry.

If goddamn Eddie has

something to do with this

to make the police come for you again,

I'm gonna kill him, you hear me?

Listen to me!

U.S. District Attorney Giuliani,

welcome.

- Agents Nugent, Marichal.

- Hey, how you doing?

- Hot enough for you or what?

- Good to see you.

How are you doing, fellas?

So how much are

we talking about being taken here?

Yeah well, the newspapers

are downplaying it,

but we think

it's upwards of $10 million.

- Jesus Christ.

- The largest one in history.

And the security guard,

there was only one?

Only one guard, but he doesn't

really seem that capable

- of much of anything, sir.

- Well, seemed capable of shooting

a would-be robber two nights prior

according to this report here.

You're right about that,

sir, but listen,

we think that whole thing

might have been a decoy.

Because we've got the guy

on surveillance tape, right?

Two nights prior, he's disabling

a video camera in the back.

So you think the two are connected?

Yeah, but talking about

details, manpower...

there's no doubt about it...

we're talking Cosa Nostra.

And the detective who's been

on since the beginning...

Detective J. Ransone?

Yeah, he's setting up

a makeshift interrogation

over at Empire right now.

- You find that funny?

- Mr. Giuliani, there's no way in hell

that that greaseball guard could

pull off this job on his own.

It's just too big for him.

I'm willing to put my badge on it.

Well, no harm in letting him follow

through with the workers,

but I tend to agree

with Marichal here.

This thing stinks of organized crime.

- Agreed.

- Go after all five families.

Someone's gonna talk.

Under District Attorney

Rudolph Giuliani's orders

members of all five

of New York's crime families

have been arrested to be questioned

in regard to the Empire heist.

You missed some sh*t on your upper lip.

- You should shave that off.

- Now believed to be the largest

since Lufthansa.

War...

- $8 million, 9 million, how much is it?

- Hey, how you doing?

- No one seems to know anything...

- Hey, back off!

- ...Other than this is...

- Where's the money, Giuseppe?

...The biggest heist in U.S. history.

Ladies and gentlemen,

someone out there has a lot of cash.

It's your half right there,

every penny.

- Told you we could pull that off.

- You f***ing ass!

That's for breaking

my f***ing face.

How else were you

gonna say you had

nothing to do with it, huh? F***!

I talked to Mike.

He wants to, uh...

Mike wants to meet with us.

You f***ing...

What was I supposed to do?

He called me.

He said we go in with

the Colombian deal on him and that's it.

He won't say nothing

to anybody, so that's it.

- There it is.

- I'm gonna get in my car.

You come around me again,

and I'm gonna f***ing kill you.

- What else was I supposed to say?

- I will f***ing kill you.

- You understand me?

- I just handed you $8 f***ing million!

You didn't hand me f***ing sh*t,

you understand me?

- Get the f***...

- Didn't hand me f***ing sh*t.

And you walk the f*** away

and you tell Mike to do

the same or I'll kill you both.

- I'll f***ing kill you.

- Yeah, f*** you!

I should have shot you when

you came through that f***ing roof.

F***ing prick.

This f***ing cocaine.

You know I should kill you, right?

Slit your throat...

for backstabbing me like you did.

I mean,

that's why I'm here right now.

I'll pay you back.

And your friend?

He had nothing

to do with it. He just...

didn't rat me out, so.

That's it.

I'm not an a**hole, Eddie.

F***ing look at me, okay?

Listen, I'm in.

I'm all the way in, so.

But Chris stays out of it

and that's the way it's gonna be.

You could shoot me, you could do

whatever you want to do,

but you know what?

Kill me, you don't find out

where the money is, and...

you know, and I'll tell

Spiro about Jimmy, so.

You know?

Okay.

It goes down tomorrow then.

Good.

Don't disappear.

- Not going anywhere.

- Yeah.

Good.

Now get the f*** out.

All right.

- You got something?

- Somewhere in here.

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