Hoffa Page #2

Ain't that the truth.

But if he is that friend of labor...

Want a cup of coffee?

But if he is that friend of labor...

If he is that friend of labor...

But if he is a friend to labor,

he's the only friend you've got!

And you'd best listen to that man!

If he's got the scars on his knuckles,

if he's got the muscles in his arms,

if he's been out on that road,

like you and me,

then he's the only friend you've got!

Are you listening?

The only friend you've got.

The race, the race of labor...

We're the union, boys!

We're the union!

With the race of Israel of old, it's said...

He knows the words,

but he don't know the music.

Hey, Pally!

Why don't you team up with

some people gonna stand by you?

To the Kreger Company,

you're just part of the truck.

You're just part of the truck,

you're the nut behind the wheel.

The minute they find a way to replace you...

Get the f*** down off my cab.

- Get back, Jimmy.

- All right. All right.

F*** gonna shoot me, the f***ing scab.

- Jimmy, how you doing?

- Fine, Fitz.

Somebody ought to

shoot that motherf***er.

Let him organize the dead.

They're letting them in!

It don't look good.

Hey! Get down off them trucks!

You stupid dago!

Get down off of those trucks!

You f***in' scabs!

That's my job you're taking away from me!

You scab bastards, you!

Hey! Hey! Come here!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah!

You think they're gonna be loyal to you,

huh? Crossing over this line?

- Get out of the way!

- You know what you are to them?

A scab, just like you are to us!

A f***ing scab!

F*** you! Get out of the way!

Hey, we're blowing this f***in' strike, Fitz.

I better organize some people this week,

or my family ain't gonna eat.

Where's the justice in that?

Oh, hell.

We're gonna get in another punch-up.

If we can just keep these

f***in' dagos off our backs...

- Just keep your head down.

- Yeah, yeah.

Are you listening? Are you listening?

We're with the Teamsters.

We're with you!

Pull these trucks over!

What's the matter with you?

Jimmy.

Some people wanna see you.

He said, "What are you afraid of?"

Tell him it's none of his f***in' business.

Go on. Tell him what I said.

He said to say that

you're costing him money and that...

you're pissing on his whole operation.

I wanna...

He said to shut up.

He said, why shouldn't he

take you out in the alley

and beat you until you beg for death?

This is the question.

When you f*** with the livelihood

of the people under his protection...

why shouldn't he kill you?

He said, "lf you were in his place,

what would you do?"

Tell him he gives me a cup of coffee,

I'll answer his questions.

Don't go anywhere.

I'm gonna need you here.

Now...

Here's the situation that we got here.

Bring your man D'Ally in.

He'll understand the numbers.

Kreger's got lettuce rotting

all over the south side of the city.

You run men in to break the strike.

The strike goes nowhere,

the people go nowhere.

Doesn't do anybody any good.

We'll win the strike. Thank you very much.

The thing of it is, see...

All right, all right!

The end of the strike...

Let me have your attention for a minute...

Is due to one thing and one thing only:

To the efforts of one man

who went out there,

who went out there in the cold,

who was out there day and night,

speaking the word, spreading the word...

and the word was Teamsters!

The word was unity!

And it overcame the scabs!

And it overcame the company!

It made the day,

and it made us our contract!

Here's the man who

led us through that fight,

the man who beat Kreger,

who broke them down and who took us in,

our new business manager, Red Bennett!

Thank you, thank you.

Listen to me. Listen to me!

Let him talk.

This is a very embarrassing

position for me.

Heh! You bet!

Hey, Red!

None of us who were there,

none of us,

are undeserving of recognition.

It was the group, as it always is.

The group!

Full of sh*t.

They don't get the wops to back off,

we don't win the strike.

- That's right.

- Hey, this is my nephew.

- Petey Connelly.

- Pleased to meet you.

Hi.

Hey, Petey, Petey,

I'll catch up with you later.

- Jimmy!

- Yeah, I'm terrific.

- I got a lot to learn from you.

- That's true.

- How did you do it?

- You don't want to know.

- Yes, I do. That's why I asked.

- Oh, I see.

- I wanna know.

- Eh, you're drunk.

I tell you, you go show off

tomorrow morning, tell your nephew.

Jim. Jim, I'm born. I'm bred.

- Yeah.

- I wanna know.

I wanna put this together.

I wanna be the guy th...

I'm sure you do, Fitz.

So I'm gonna give you a piece of advice:

Don't ask for something

that it's a burden to you if you get it.

Like information or something, huh?

Like what a guy did.

You want to know what I did?

I told the wops,

"Don't drive the Kreger trucks."

Scab labor. Help the Teamsters.

He said, "Why should I?"

I said, "Teamsters drive the Kreger trucks.

"Half the trucks we drive, we take them

to a warehouse of your choosing,

and you steal the contents. "

What do you think of that, Fitz?

Does it shock or delight you?

- Jimmy!

- Yeah.

There's a negotiating tactic you can use

next time you get all jammed up.

What a f***in' guy. Hey, look.

I'm gonna go out, get drunk, get laid.

I don't blame you for it.

It was a famous victory.

Come... come with me.

Nah, I'm busy. You go get laid.

F***ing guy.

So why'd you tell him?

The thing of it is, a guy's close to you,

you can't slight him.

You can't slight that guy.

A real grievance can be resolved.

Differences can be resolved.

But an imaginary hurt...

A slight...

That motherf***er gonna hate you

till the day he dies.

Should I have told him?

And so we move on.

- Ain't that something?

- Yeah. You did good.

Yeah.

Al... Pretty chilly tonight.

- Oh, yeah. I feel it in my bones.

- Bye.

So how much money

you make organizing?

- What?

- How much money you make organizing?

All right?

- Give you a hand?

- Yeah.

A man who ain't afraid to

get his hands dirty.

I ain't afraid to get 'em dirty or get 'em

bloody. I ain't afraid of a f***in' thing.

I'll tell you why:

'cause I'm a member of a brotherhood.

Jimmy Hoffa, Local 299,

lnternational Brotherhood of Teamsters.

Now go around, get a big stone

or something, chock up this back wheel.

You want some help?

$10 each new member,

That's what you make?

What I make

is none of your f***in' business.

It's what I'll pay you, you come in with me.

I wanna tell you something...

I'll listen to any man

ain't afraid to get his hands dirty.

First man I ever seen go out of his way

to help a trucker change a tire.

Someday this man will be

President of the United States.

F*** that. Someday I'm gonna

be president of the Teamsters.

Now I want you to listen to me. When this

tin lizzie breaks down, who pays you?

I'll tell you:
nobody, that's who pays you.

Same as who pays you when

you got the downtime and the deadhead.

When there's nothing, who's your partner?

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