Murder, Inc. Page #4

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Now, you pay me $25,000...

and there's no pay boost, | no strike.

This is a shakedown...

and a pretty crude one | at that.

Really?

Look, I think that | my mediation is very fair.

How do I know | you can deliver?

- Deliver. | - I don't want any trouble.

Mr. Loughran, | let's understand each other.

Who wants trouble?

Thank you.

You got a little girl in here, | uh, Eadie Collins?

- She works in the chorus with the band? | - That's right. She works here.

Is there anyplace where I can see her now? | Is she around?

Oh, uh, she's in the dressing room | for the time.

I see.

Pick me up in the apartment | in half an hour.

- You got it? | - Yeah. Where you goin'?

Don't worry about it.

Um, excuse me.

Can you tell me, uh, | where is Eadie Collins's room?

- She's in there. | - Thank you very much.

Easy.! Easy.

Now, look. If you're not sore, | I'm not sore.

All right? | Excuse me just for a minute...

but we'd like to talk | if you don't mind.

Appreciate that.

Where's Joey?

That's what I came | to talk to you about.

Why don't you give him a break? | What do you give him such a hard time for?

- You throw him out of the house- | - Where is he?

What happened to him?

Happened? | Nothin's happened to him.

Why, he's fine. | I mean, he's a little worried | about you. He'd like to see you.

- Have you seen him? | - No, but I've been in touch with him.

I'm gonna meet him now, | as a matter of fact. | That's why I came here.

I thought maybe | you'd come along.

I don't believe you.

I don't care whether you believe me, | you know, for myself...

but I'm tryin' to help | you two kids.

What can I tell ya?

Do you wanna see | your husband or not?

You know, I got a surprise for you two kids. | You're livin' in that dirty apartment.

But you can see- | You can see right away...

that the whole apartment | is beautiful, you see.

Like this sofa here. | That's all velvet.

Bar- genuine marble.

And that decor- | the whole thing, you know.

I mean, I don't know about you, | but I happen to like it.

You take that woodwork. | See all this here? This here?

They don't make stuff | like that anymore.

Detail.

You see the detail there? | That beautiful detail work?

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

See? It's just like | in the movies.

Like in them Bela Lugosi | pictures, huh? Huh?

And the whole apartment, | you know...

it's all full of | this special equipment.

Hey, I'll tell you why that is. | You see...

we take this stuff over | from the other side.

When the boys get it off the boat, | they bring it here.

And this is the apartment in which they | stash it. You know what I'm talkin' about?

- Dope. | - Very good.

But you said it, not me.

Well, anyway, we're temporarily out | of that business, and, uh-

See, the whole apartment's | sittin' around doin' nothin'.

Rent's paid up in full. | And what I wanna do...

is I wanna give it | to you and Joey.

Chimes.

You like them chimes, | don't you? Huh?

Sure. The whole place | has got class.

Hey, Joe, come on in. | We've been waitin' for you.

- Eadie, I'd like to talk to you. | - Hey, Joe?

Listen, Joe, I was just | tellin' Eadie that, uh...

you know, you're both friends of mine, | and I like ya...

and what I'd like to do | is, uh...

I'd like for you and Eadie | to have this apartment.

We don't want it.

- What do you mean, you don't want it? | - Well, just what I said.

Well, maybe, uh, | maybe Eadie wants it.

- Well, she doesn't. | - You read minds?

- Eadie? | - Listen, what is it with you two?

What are ya doin' to me? | I don't understand it.

A guy offers you a free ticket, | then you freeze...

like I was offerin' | you poison or somethin'.

What, do you come from | some other world than I do?

Maybe they didn't | teach ya to-

Hey. You see, what you can get | your hands on, you take.

Don't ask questions! Take! | What you want, take!

What I want, I take!

Nothin' means nothin' | unless I got it!

What do you got hands for? | Huh?

Take!

- What do you want? | - Mendy's lookin' for you, Kid.

He's waitin' downstairs.

Make up your minds, | because I don't give out any rain checks.

Eadie, I'm sorry.

Let me take you home.

Well, what are you doing?

- You said we have to live with it. | - Well, not this way.

Maybe what he told us | is right.

Maybe what he told us?

Why we've got hands-

to take.

It was the mid-'30s.

The country was just | climbing out of the Depression.

Who had time to wonder | or even care...

about an assassination group | in Brooklyn?

An operation that was | building a name for itself.

The name:
| Murder, Incorporated.

The Murder, Incorporated boys were | issued scores of contracts by the Syndicate...

and the business at hand was executed | with neatness and finesse.

A word from the Syndicate would send | the boys winging north, south or west.

So quick was the operation, | so smooth the technique...

that often, before the body of the victim | could be identified...

the imported killers | were well out of town.

Slowly, the public became aware | of this new crime conspiracy.

Their demand for action brought on | the appointment of Thomas E. Dewey...

a special prosecutor.

Dewey stunned the gang lords | with a steady barrage of subpoenas.

Some ran. Others decided to | brazen it out before the grandjury.

Hi. I wanted to talk to you | before you went in front of the grand jury.

- To tell me what to say? | - I just wanted to warn you-

- Please! | - The heat's on!

Please. I know how | to handle this situation.

These subpoenas, | they're only bits of paper.

Now, just a minute.

I have an idea. If we get the witnesses | not to testify-

Oh, that's a great idea.

Now we knock off | half the city.

We don't knock off anybody.

We just convince them | to keep their mouths shut.

Maybe a few | get shipped out of town.

I found my man, | counselor.

I see you found yours.

Come on, Joe.

Let's go.

What's the matter?

Him. Joe Rosen.

That miserable nothing!

He can put me behind bars | for 50 years.

- Now, look- | - If they want me, they can find me.

Mendy.

Huh. | A real movie star.

- These are the kids | I was tellin'you about. | - Uh-huh.

Reles thought it would be better if | someone were living here, and I thought-

Yeah, I-I know. | I know.

- What's your name? | - Joey.

Don't you have another name, | or were your parents stingy?

Collins.

Mm-hmm. Your name?

- Eadie. | - For Edith?

It's very pretty.

I'm Lepke.

I'm going to | stay here with you.

All right? | I'm visiting.

- We'll go. | - You just stay where you are!

- Are these bedrooms? | - Yes, they are.

- Well, which is yours? | - Hers is on the right.

- And the other one? | - Mine.

But I'm going to have to have | one of those bedrooms for myself...

so you two | will have to be together.

Are you married?

We're married.

Well, that's good.

Now, I think we're going | to be very comfortable here.

Tell me, can you cook?

Not very well.

You're gonna have | to improve...

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