Little Caesar Page #4

- Look at the guys over there.

- That was a bad play you made then, Rico.

That flashlight.

- They might pick you up on that.

- Well, what do I care?

Don't I want fol ks to see

what the boys think of me?

Hey, Rico, what become of that pal

of yours, that dancer guy, Joe Massara?

He didn't come.

He ain't been around in a long time.

He didn't quit on you, did he, Rico?

Bad business to quit on me, Sam.

One guy tried that on me once.

Now, you mind your own business

and let me tend to my own.

What does that bull want in here?

- I'll show him where he gets off.

- Careful, Rico.

Who invited you here?

You're getting up in the world,

aren't you, Rico?

The downstairs is open to anybody,

even cops.

But the upstairs is private.

Thanks, but I like to keep

my eye on you, Rico.

You see, I'm your friend.

I like to see a young fellow

getting up in the world...

...that's all.

So long.

Hurry back.

I will.

Oh, say...

Somebody threw a brick through

Meyer Blum's window last night.

Do you happen to know anything

about a diamond-and-platinum watch...

...that was stolen, do you?

If you hear anything about it,

let me know, won't you?

Banquet, eh?

Rico got far...

...too far.

So now, he' s got to stop.

I'm saying he's got to stop!

Oh, Arnie, are you

fellas going to start another scrap?

What's the use of my paying

heavy dues for protection...

...if there's no peace?

- Don't worry. There'll be peace soon enough.

I'm saying he's got to stop,

so he's gonna stop.

He's been cutting in on my territory...

...and that's all wet with me.

Look.

I'm sitting here, see?

I'm sitting here quiet...

...smoking a cigarette, see?

But a couple of my boys

ain't sitting here.

They' re out looking for Rico, and they

got their gats with them too. Catch on?

And when they find him, it won't be no

banquet that Rico gets. It will be a wake!

Arnie, you know best.

I've never met Rico.

Phelps, 2284.

Hello, Otero. This is Joe Massara.

I just found out something.

This is hot.

T ell Rico to look out. Little Arnie' s gang

is out to put one in him.

What' s the matter?

- Where is Rico?

- You got me. He ain't showed up yet.

Come on, quick!

We got to find him!

I want 10 of these.

Gee, you taking

all these papers, Mr. Rico?

Why, sure. Ain't I got

my picture in them?

Here.

- Thanks! Come again!

- That' s all right.

Fine shots you are!

Oh, no!

So somebody finally put one in you.

Yeah, but they just grazed me.

The old man will be glad to hear it.

He takes such an interest in you.

T ell him the cops couldn't get me no other

way, so they hired a couple of gunmen.

If I wasn't on the force,

I'd have done the job cheap.

Did you ever think how you'd look

with a lily in your hand?

No, I never did.

I've been in this game a good many years,

and I put the cuffs on a lot of mugs.

Someday, you and I

are gonna take a ride, Rico...

...and when we do,

I'll have the cuffs on you too.

No buzzard like you

will ever put any cuffs on Rico.

Come on, boys.

I'm gonna get that swell-headed mug

if it's the last thing I ever do.

Boss, I'm sorry.

I should have been with you.

They thought they hit the target, boss,

but bullets just bounce off of you.

It was Little Arnie, Rico.

Joe Massara got the tip, and he called up.

We couldn't find you in time.

Joe, huh?

Well.

I didn't think he cared enough.

Well, that was white of him, all right.

I ought to give him a chance

on my next job.

There. Guess I didn't study medicine

for nothing, did I?

Thanks, Scabby.

I'm going to see Little Arnie tonight.

If he' s looking for trou ble,

why, that' s what we got the most of.

I want Killer Peppi,

Otero, Kid Bean and Bat to go with me.

Listen, handsome, open up,

or you'll tell nobody nothing no more.

T ell him we' re all right,

and don't act nervous.

These fellas are all right.

Come on, stick them up.

Lock that door.

Where's Arnie?

In the office?

Bat, stay outside that door

and don't let anybody in.

Kid, you keep them covered.

Peppi and Otero, follow me.

Come on, you. Give him the knock.

Come on! Put them up!

Put them up! Come on!

Hello, Arnie.

- How's business?

- What's the game?

I don't know what this is all about,

but it's a private row.

- You guys better beat it.

- Ain't nobody gonna leave this room.

You guys are invited

to this private party.

Suppose we don't want to stay?

I wouldn't stop you for the world.

Only these boys

of mine have itching fingers.

Sit down, gents.

Arnie...

...you ought to have better sense

than to hire a couple of outside yaps...

...especially bad shots.

Come on. What is it?

Let' s have it!

Arnie...

...you're through.

You hire these mugs, they miss.

Now you're through.

If you ain't out of town

by tomorrow morning...

...you won't ever leave it

except in a pine box.

I'm taking over this territory.

From now on, it's mine.

You're growing, Rico.

So this is what you've been after

all the time?

I seen it in your eyes

the first time I met you.

You're no good, Rico.

If you think you can muscle in on me like

you did on Sam Vettori, you're off your nut!

I suppose you forgot

all about Pete Montana, huh?

How's Diamond Pete going to stop me?

He may be your boss, but he ain't mine.

Sam didn't feel that way about him.

- Sam knew who gave orders.

- Sam was too soft.

Diamond Pete could scare him,

but I ain't no Sam.

Sam is through.

Now you're through too.

Nice stickpin you got there, Arnie.

Nothing phony about my jewelry.

Arnie...

...you better quit this racket.

You can dish it out, but you got

so that you can't take it no more.

You'd better take your hats and beat it.

The first thing you know, you'll be arrested

for firing a rod in the city limits.

Well...

...I guess that's about all.

Pleasant trip, gents.

Come on, boys.

Oh, thanks, boys, for the artillery.

- Well, boys. What do you think of it?

- Scabby, you're in the wrong job. It's perfect.

That means you have a new partner.

Little Caesar.

Everybody'll laugh at Scabby's story.

Gee, boss. You gave Arnie

an awful walloping.

Rico...

Now you're famous.

You see, Otero.

There ain't no use in being scared

of any of these big guys.

The bigger they come,

the harder they fall.

Yeah.

I ain't doing so bad

in this business so far.

Well, now.

You look great, boss.

Yeah, but it feels terrible.

You're getting up in the world, Rico.

None of us ever been invited up

to eat at the Big Boy's dump.

And nobody ever crashed the gate

except Pete Montana.

See what I mean?

Now, you don't want the Big Boy

to think you ain't got no class.

They rig you up better than this

in the stir.

If you think I'm going out

in this, you're crazy!

You look fine, boss.

- Go on. Take a peek at yourself.

- Oh, I don't know.

All I need is a nap kin over my arm.

Now, don't you look fine?

Yeah.

I guess maybe I don't look so bad

after all.

Oh, hello.

- Hello, Big Boy.

- Hello, Rico.

Oh, yeah. Yeah. Thanks.

Thanks very much.

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