Gotti Page #5

Angelo, how do you get caught

on a bug in your own house?

Motherfuckers!

Don't say motherfuckers, all right?

Even when you were a kid,

you don't shut your f***in' mouth.

That's why I called you Quack-Quack.

They don't have to bug you.

Anyone in New York

dials seven digits to get you.

I had my house swept

by this electronic expert.

The motherf***er told me it was safe.

- Safe?

- Yeah.

Have you heard oftechnology?

There is no "safe."

Don't you know they got

a parabolic mike today?

It could hear a f***in' snake

fart in Egypt!

The Feds are a machine.

They don't run out oftime or money!

They sent a whole f***in' army

to grab 30 spics...

in that Caribbean shithole,

whatever the f*** it was.

That's power, Angelo.

That's real power.

You shut the f*** up for a minute.

I'm tryin' to make a point.

That's the kind of power the Feds have

that made the bosses...

ban the goddamn drugs

in the fiirst place!

Every f***in' boss ofevery family's

into drug money, offthe record.

Paul's full ofshit.

He's takin' f***in' drug money

from Roy De Meo.

He don't ask where the cash

comes from, but he knows.

- So he's a hypocrite?

- Yeah.

Is this somethin' new?

He's the boss!

Do you get it?

He's the boss.

- How bad are these tapes?

- Forget about it.

I said a lot ofshit about people,

about Paul too.

- Paul, good swim?

- I should be doin' more ofthis.

Helps me sleep better.

I sat down with the Colombos...

and those asbestos removal contracts...

that you guys got in

with the Board of Ed.

Anyhow, I agreed to up

their end of it to 40 percent.

- 40 percent?

-Jesus, Paul.

They don't even deserve the 30 percent

they're in for now.

I know for a fact when Don Carlo

was alive, they were lucky to get ten.

Don Carlo's been dead

for a long time now.

And Neil, when Neil goes,

that's the end ofthat regime.

Finished.

This is a new age.

We got more money to make...

workin' with the other families

than shuttin' them out.

Me and the Colombos...

we also had a little talk

about ourJohn Gotti problem.

WhatJohn Gotti problem?

- What's the matter withJohnny?

- You mean the Ruggeirio thing?

WhatJohn Gotti problem?

What problem?

Don't you guys f***in' read?

Give me that newspaper.

When the New York Times carries it,

you got trouble.

I had dinner last week

with this chicken guy.

What's his name?

Looks like a chicken.

What's he gonna think

when he sees these headlines?

These guys are not stupid.

They know who we are.

But it's not supposed

to be so public.

ThisJohn Gotti is like

some throwback to our street days.

Goes to work on some guy

with a baseball bat in the street!

The guyjumped him with a bat.

John's got a temper. So what?

- The guy's a hell of--

- What? An earner?

Yeah, I know.

What the hell is it

with these $3,000 suits?

The man dresses better than Cuomo.

And these FBI bugs.

Who knows what's on

those f***in' tapes?

Do you?

Who the hell knows what kind ofshit

that fat f*** Angie talked about me.

Anyway, ifwe gotta whack

John and his crew...

the Colombos are givin' us

the soldiers to do it.

Who's talkin' about

whackin'John Gotti?

This way, it keeps us from having

war within the family.

Paul, as your consigliere,

I have an obligation to tell you this.

It's not right for us to reveal family

problems in front ofthe Colombos.

- It weakens us.

- It weakens nothin'.

Ifthose tapes show that Angie

and those two other Mamelukes...

are dealin' powder,

the rule since 1 957 is deal and die.

I gotta clip 'em,

and Johnny Boy too.

What's up, fellas?

Can we go offthe record here?

- Absolutely.

- All right.

What Carlo built up for 30 years

with his blood...

this prick is givin' away

piece by piece.

The other families

are gonna piss all over us.

He's not tryin' to build.

Mark my words, Sammy.

We're gonna starve with this guy.

Offthe record,

I agree with you 1 00 percent.

I'll tell you one other thing.

This guy don't understand

for one f***in' minute who Gotti is.

You all right?

You gotta get to a hospital.

- You hear me?

- What good would that do?

Theyjust wanna shoot

that toxic sh*t into me, and I--

I'll die that much sooner.

I just don't wanna--

I don't wanna leave

a war behind me.

He would be within his rights.

Paul has every right

to whack out your whole crew.

"Deal and die."

That was Carlo's edict.

Right, right.

And that's why Carlo Gambino wasn't

takin' drug money off De Meo like Paul.

Paulie ain't one tenth of Carlo Gambino.

You know that.

Carlo ran this family

like it was supposed to be run.

Like a brotherhood.

But it was our thing.

Paulie runs it like it's his thing.

Carlo would step out ofthe grave.

He'd set this whole thing right,

if he could.

Nobody in my crew is gettin' clipped.

That's all.

Ifanybody's gettin' clipped,

it's Paul.

I brought you into this family.

I made you what you are.

You're strong and you're smart.

But don't ever believe that

you are bigger than anything--

- I don't think I'm bigger--

- Don't interrupt--

Don't interrupt me.

I know what you're thinkin'.

But you cannot whack out a boss.

Only the full commission

could make that call.

I love you like a son...

but don't ever put me

on the spot.

And don't ever force my hand.

I would never do that.

Let's take a walk, huh?

I gotta tell you, we can't clear this

with any ofthe bosses.

It's our family, it's our move.

Nobody gives a f***...

about this greedy cazzo.

- When?

- Not until Neil goes.

All right, Di B's

with us all the way.

De Cicco says you oughta get

all the cappo regimes together...

and make 'em vote right away.

That'll make it offiicial.

He can deliverJoe Armone

out of retirement to sit next to you.

That oughta give it some weight.

You're gonna be underboss.

You ready?

Frankie De Cicco will be consigliere.

With him, we're tight.

Yeah, real tight.

Pull it tight like no government

nowhere is ever gonna break this.

We're gonna make a powerhouse now.

A Cosa Nostra ain't seen

since Anastasia.

Anastasia?

Sh*t, this is bigger

than killin' the f***in' president.

Hey, you think I was put on this Earth

to make them rich and me poor?

We're gonna do a hit now.

We're gonna do a real hit.

We're goin' back.

Back to some real in-your-face

Cosa Nostra.

Out in front on the line.

Make 'em sit back

and watch the volcano blow.

You with me?

I'm with you.

All the way to the fiinish.

We had it all.

The booze, the girls.

Pockets full of money.

I had a girl.

Was that that Irish girl?

Yeah.

I could go two, three days

without sleep.

My God.

I was so strong.

You know, you live

this goddamn life long enough...

and you can't take anything

with you except...

your honor.

Don't ever lose that,Johnny.

This whole f***in' thing...

lasts only fiive minutes.

He's gone...

and that f*** Castellano

never even come say good-bye.

What did DeCicco need this meetin' for?

I got shoppin' to do.

Probably another beef

about the f***in' garbage routes.

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