Key Largo Page #3

I hear a hurricane blows off roofs

and puts the snatch on people.

And they all fly around

in the sky together. Is that right?

Absolutely.

It's raining in on Ben's car.

Better close the windows, Nora.

Ralph, go put up the windows

in that car.

And get caught out in that hurricane?

Not me, brother.

I'll take it.

Don't you answer it.

No, Mr. Temple's not here now.

No, she's not here either.

Me?

I'm a guest at the hotel.

No, we haven't seen him.

Give me that phone!

Yes. If Sawyer shows up,

I'll have him call you right back.

Easy does it, soldier.

The phone rang, and the girl

started for it and I stopped her.

The soldier wants to get rough,

so we show him our rods.

I'm glad the old man's in a wheelchair.

He'd be lots of trouble.

- Who was on the phone?

- The law.

That means he won't be long.

Then what?

We'll see.

You'd think this rain would

cool things off, but it don't.

- Gonna have a hurricane?

- So they say.

I'm not afraid of that gun!

Go ahead! Shoot!

You haven't got the nerve.

Brown!

Hey, you! Brown!

Are you thieves?

You want money? Is this a robbery?

That's right.

We'll steal all your towels.

That big gun in your hand

makes you look grown- up, you think!

I'll bet you spend hours posing

in front of a mirror holding it.

Trying to look tough!

- Shut up.

- You scum!

- Tell him to stop calling me names.

- Shut up, Toots.

Now listen.

I don't want any trouble.

With you. With anybody.

How about it, gonna act sensible?

Why are they pointing guns?

Forget the questions.

What you don't know won't hurt you.

We'll be out of here

in a couple of hours.

Try to put up with us that long.

What'll we eat tonight?

Pompano, maybe?

Am I to understand

we're your prisoners?

Well, put it this way, Pop...

...you're gonna be my guests

for a little while.

Back in Chi, in the old days, we'd pay

$10 for an order of pompano.

They used to fly it in.

The way they served it...

...done up in a brown paper bag...

Got any champagne?

No champagne.

Well, that's too bad.

Champagne and pompano.

They really go together.

This one's coming around.

Still feel tough?

You won't get away

with it, Rocco.

Why'd you hurt him?

He's a cop, that's why.

Well, who are you?

Why are you here?

- Answer me!

- Stop hollering, old man.

Johnny Rocco, of course.

Hot water.

Get some.

Yeah, that's right.

Johnny Rocco.

- I know that name.

- Sure, who doesn't?

Johnny Rocco the gangster,

Mr. Temple.

The one and only Rocco.

Rocco. Rocco?

What's that, Pop?

I'm kind of deaf.

Rocco!

He said, "Rocco. "

But they threw you

out of the country.

Yeah, that's right.

After living in the U. S. A.

for more than 30 years...

...they called me

an undesirable alien.

Me, Johnny Rocco!

Like I was a dirty Red or something!

Then how could you be here?

Well, maybe I'm not, Pop.

This ain't real.

You're having a dream.

Wake up. You're snoring.

You're right!

You shouldn't have been deported.

You should've been exterminated!

I apologize for Mr. Temple. He

doesn't know what he's talking about.

Rocco was more than a king.

He was an emperor.

His rule extended over beer,

slot machines, the numbers racket...

...and other forbidden enterprises.

He was a master of the fix.

Whom he couldn't corrupt,

he terrified or murdered.

You filth! You city filth!

Mr. Temple, you're

hopelessly old- fashioned.

Your ideas date back years

to the time when America thought...

...it could get along

without the Johnny Roccos.

Welcome back.

It was all a mistake.

America's sorry for what

it did to you.

On the level, boss,

were you that big?

On the level,

are you that dumb?

Yeah, that's me.

Sure, I was all of those things.

And more!

When Rocco talked,

everybody listened!

What Rocco said, went!

Nobody was as big as Rocco!

It'll be like that again,

only more so!

I'll be back up there one day.

Then you'll really see something!

If the time ever comes

when your kind...

...can walk a city street

in daylight...

...with nothing to fear

from the people...

The time has come, Mr. Temple.

It's here.

You know all about me.

Now, what's with you, wise guy?

Well, give.

In the war, weren't you?

- Get any medals?

- A couple.

- Brave?

- Not very.

- Why'd you stick your neck out?

- No good reason.

What are you saying?

I believed some words.

Words? What words?

Well, they went like this:

"But we aren't making all this

sacrifice of human effort and lives...

...to return to the kind of a world

we had after the last world war.

We're fighting to cleanse

the world of ancient evils.

Ancient ills. "

What's that about?

I remember those words.

That makes two of us.

We rid ourselves of your kind

once and for all!

You ain't coming back!

Who's gonna stop me, old man?

If I wasn't a cripple...

You wouldn't be talking this way.

Right, Pop?

Filth! You filth!

Get him, will you!

- Sic him, Pop!

- Stand your ground!

You're killing me, Pop!

Come on, Pop!

You're not quitting, are you?

My boy, George, never quit,

and I ain't quitting!

That's the spirit, Pop!

Never say die!

You little wildcat!

Smelled blood, huh?

Got your appetite up, huh?

Hey, boss.

Miami wants you on the phone.

The people on the porch

look like Indians.

- What do they want?

- They want in.

- What for?

- The hurricane.

Keep them out.

Yeah, this is Mr. Brown.

Hello, Ziggy! How are you?

I recognized your voice.

Well, swell hearing it again.

How's every little thing?

- Maybe it's the law.

- Show him in.

That's swell.

This end too.

Look, when are you coming down?

What hurricane? That right?

- I want to see the boss.

- It's the skipper!

Mr. Temple, please!

You're only two hours away.

You can beat the hurricane out.

No, it's gotta be tonight.

Yeah, see you in a couple of hours.

Bye.

Storm warning. Big blow on the way.

- So what?

- This coral reef not safe.

Got to make for deep water

right away.

That boat stays here.

Too dangerous. Boat break up on reef.

I tell you when to move that boat.

I am skipper.

Now, look.

I paid you.

- You do what I say.

- Please, senor.

You want half money back? I give.

But got to move boat.

Give me your rod.

See this?

You move that boat,

I'll blow your brains out.

We'll be out of here in two hours.

I'll be ready.

Go out and move that car

around the back.

I come back here looking

for those Osceola boys.

I knew they were somewhere around here.

Down the lobby,

I ran up against these two.

They didn't look right to me,

so I asked them a few questions.

By the way they answered,

there was something fishy.

So I put in a call to Ben Wade,

but the lights went out on me.

I woke up in there.

Rocco was standing over me.

I recognized him right away

from pictures.

I made a break for the door,

and the lights went out again.

I'm the electrician.

Angel.

Shave.

What did Miami have to say?

Everything's okay.

How soon will they be down?

They were leaving right away.

How're you feeling, copper?

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