Gangster Squad Page #8

We got a better idea, coppers.

Why don't you take your guns...

...and shove them up your asses.

You call it, sarge.

Light them up!

HERBERT:

Dirty stinking copper!

- Where you hiding?

MAN:
Clear!

Unh!

Cover me!

We gotta take out that gun!

Watch this, hoss!

I'm out!

Elmer's got a plane waiting in Burbank,

but we need to leave now, Mick.

Can I get my tie on?

Want my f***ing tie straight,

I'm gonna go out there in f***ing public.

O'MARA:

You all right?

JERRY:

I'm all right.

O'MARA:
Hold on.

- Unh.

JERRY:

Go get that son of a b*tch.

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

(GUNSHOT)

KARL:

That you, O'Mara?

O'MARA:

That's right, coward!

Come and get it, Cohen.

Here comes Santy Claus.

COHEN:

Get the car! Get the car!

Unh!

RAMIREZ:

Harris, help me out!

COHEN:

Come on, let's go!

Come on! Drive faster!

Son of a b*tch.

(GUNSHOT AND KARL GRUNTS)

Aah!

(GROANING)

Navidad, come over here and help me aim.

Remember, not where

the son of a b*tch is, goddamn it.

Where he's gonna be.

(GUNSHOT)

(PANTING)

That's my boy.

Mickey Cohen...

...you're under arrest for the murder

of Jack Whalen.

All right, lawman, take me in.

Come on.

- Wanna dance?

- Yeah.

All right, come on.

You're an interrupter.

An interrupter of progress.

I'm progress, see?

Come on.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)

Get up! Get up!

Come on. Come on.

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

MAN:

That's Mickey Cohen.

(GROANING)

O'MARA:

Take him away.

COP:

All right, let's go.

O'MARA:

Every man carries a badge.

Mickey Cohen pledged allegiance

to his own power.

Violence was his means and his end.

When he was sent to Alcatraz, friends of

Jack Whalen welcomed him with a lead pipe.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Parker stayed on as chief of police

until his death in 1966.

He got credit for Cohen's downfall.

No one ever spoke of the Gangster Squad.

The reign of the gangster Mickey Cohen

in Los Angeles is at an end.

O'MARA:

Parker deserved the praise.

In tough times, he'd kept his oath

to protect and serve...

...just like the thousands who walk

their beats every day.

Maybe without glory...

...but with pride and honor.

(BARKS)

We brought Cohen in, but it was

Grace's testimony that put him away.

After the trial, she held on to Jerry

and wouldn't let go.

Jerry always threatened to leave

the force, but he never did.

I guess he couldn't shake

the call of duty that echoed in his ears.

Every man carries a badge,

and this was mine.

But it was time to put it away.

The mob has never had

a foothold in Los Angeles.

I'd like to think I played

a small role in that.

I may not be in the line of fire anymore,

but I still love my town.

It's not paradise...

...but it is the City of Angels.

(English - US - SDH)

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