Little Caesar Page #6

You shouldn't have done it.

You shouldn't have.

There was no other way.

No other right way.

- It's the rope for me.

- No, it isn't.

Not if you turn state' s evidence.

We'll make them promise

everything will be okay.

Wait, Olga!

- Joe!

- There he is, the dirty dou ble-crosser.

Give it to him, Rico!

No.

Shoot.

Shoot, Rico.

Get it over with.

Come on, Otero! Let's go!

You're getting soft too.

What's the matter with you? Come on!

Joe.

- Who was it?

- Otero! He and Rico. Through the window!

Go on, boys. Go and get him!

Are you ready to talk now, Joe?

Well, I'll talk. It was Rico's gang

that held up the Bronze Peacock.

It was Rico who shot McClure.

That dirty, low, sneaking...

Well, Joe will tell you. Ask him.

He knows it was Rico.

Is that right, Joe?

Was it Rico?

- Where' s your phone?

- In there.

Oh, Joe. Here, let me help you.

Park, 1000.

Hello, Dan, this is Flaherty.

Round up that Palermo gang.

I got enough on them to use

a mile of rope.

Shoot the cars right out,

and above all, get Rico.

We've gotta watch our step.

The cops are sure to be cruising around.

- You should have plugged Joe.

- And the dame.

If they ain't squealed about McClure yet,

they' II do it now.

- From now on, we' re hot.

- Yeah.

This is what I get

for li king a guy too much.

Come on.

Halt!

Halt!

Go on, Rico.

I'm done for.

Go on, Rico.

Sam! Sam!

Joe Massara! They nabbed him over

the McClure business, and he squawked.

Rico tried to get him.

Now they' re after him. They got Otero.

- Otero?

- Sam, don't you get me?

- What are you sitting there for?

- What else can I do?

I can't run now.

They' d get me anyhow.

You're out of your head.

Come on, get up. Let's beat it!

It's no use.

Put them up! Don't move!

Hand over your guns.

All right. Take them down to the car.

You'd better give up, Sam.

Drop that gun before we start shooting.

Come on in.

Get on your feet and put your hands up.

Put the cuffs on him.

You ain't got nothing on me.

Nothing but the bracelets.

And we haven't

got a thing on Rico, either.

He's next.

- There's nobody in there.

- No?

Well, listen, Ma. If you see Rico,

you'd better let us know, quick.

Well...

...you got yourself in a nice fix.

- Yeah.

- The cops were just here.

They got Otero.

Ma, I'm gonna stay here

a day or two, then I want a car.

Gonna cost you big,

because I'm taking big chances.

I got 10 grand planted here.

Help yourself.

When you're ready to start,

I'll give you $ 150.

You'll give me?

Whose money is this?

Who do you think you're talking to?

I need plenty. My money is hidden

in the apartment. I can't get to it.

I'll give you $ 150. Take it or leave it.

Why, you dirty, thieving old hag, I'll...

No, you won't.

Because I'm the only one knows

where the money's hid.

Kill me, and you won't get a cent.

I'll give you $ 150...

...if you'll be a good boy.

He was mean, Sam Vettori was.

So now he's got

what was coming to him.

What does it say in the paper?

"Former gang chief

faints on scaffold.

After a futile

battle in the courts...

...Sam Vettori, former gang leader...

...today presented a pitiful figure...

...as the hangman's noose

was placed around his neck."

Listen. " Little Caesar

has never been found.

According to the statement of Lieutenant

Thomas Flaherty of the homicide squad...

...Little Caesar, the once swaggering

braggart of the underworld...

...wilted in the face of real danger

and showed the world his cowardice.

Flaherty stated further that Little Caesar

has contradicted his oft-repeated boast...

...that he could dish it out

and take it too."

Yeah.

"When a real crisis arose...

...Rico couldn't take it.

Flaherty ended his interview

by remarking:

' Meteoric as was Rico's rise

from the gutter...

...it was inevitable that

he should return there.'"

Well, just the same,

he was the real leader of that gang.

Don't you believe it.

Rico didn't have the nerve,

and he didn't have the brains.

He was yellow,

just like Flaherty said.

Here!

- That's what Rico...

- Give me that paper!

Hey, watch it!

- What's the matter with him?

- Must be crazy.

I'll show them where they get off.

Trying to put that kind

of stuff about me in the papers, huh?

I'll show them... Hello?

Hello? I want Park, 1000.

Yeah. Yeah, I can't take it

no more, huh?

I'll tell that guy where to...

Hello? Park, 1000?

- Get me Flaherty, and get him quick.

- Sure. Just a minute.

Tom. Oh, T om.

I may be screwy,

but this sounds like Rico.

Yeah?

- Flaherty speaking.

- Yeah, this is Rico speaking!

Rico! R- I -C -O, Rico!

Little Caesar, that's who!

You're a big guy, ain't you?

Shooting your mouth off in the papers.

So I ran out when it got hot, huh?

I can't take it no more?

Well, listen, you crummy,

flatfooted copper...

...I'll show you whether

I lost my nerve.

Thanks, Rico, old boy.

The same to you and many of them.

Come on, tell me some more.

The sound of your voice

does my heart good.

T race that call. Find out

where he's phoning from, quick.

Say, why didn't you come to Sam's

neck-stretching party, Rico?

It was a big success.

Funny guy, ain't you, Flaherty?

Well, you ain't got

much longer to laugh.

I'm coming, and I'm gonna put one

in your dirty hide...

...for every lying crack

that you made about me, see?

I'll show you who's gonna

finish up in the gutter.

We' ve missed you, Rico.

The town has been nice and quiet.

I'm putting on weight.

River, 6547. It's a flophouse down

at 4th and Commercial.

All right. All right, big mouth.

Get your hat and start running,

see, because you're all through.

Call the papers and tell them that,

you rotten, dirty, lying copper!

I knew we' d hear from that guy if I

kept giving it to him in the papers.

The conceit of that guy!

They' II have to build a special noose

to get that swelled head of his through.

Well, wish me luck.

There he is. That's Rico, all right.

Pull in there.

You'd better give up, Rico.

You haven't got a chance.

You'll have to

come and get me.

You'd better be a nice boy, Rico,

and come out.

You heard me!

If you want me, come and get me!

I'll be with you in a minute.

Give me that chopper.

This is your last chance, Rico.

Are you coming out,

or do you want to be carried out?

Well, Rico, it looks like you and I

are going to take that little ride together.

No...

No, we ain't.

I told you a little buzzard like you

will never put any cuffs on me.

You should have come out

when I told you to, Rico.

Mother of mercy.

Is this the end of Rico?

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