Ruby Page #5

Same old voodoo follows me about

Same old pounding in my heart

whenever I think of you

And darling I think of you

day in and day out

Let me get this straight.

You're talking about

me smuggling cigars into Cuba?

Special cigars.

Who are these cigars for?

Come rain

come on and shine

I meet you and to me

the day is fine

What the f***?

Where the hell are we going?

Take it easy!

Slow down!

You've been mixing

with some interesting types, Jack.

Interesting types, yeah? I ain't so interested.

You know who's in the hotel,

don't you, Jack?

Sure, all the top boys.

L.A., Cleveland, Chicago...

Washington?

That I knew nothing about.

What's he doing here anyhow?

Now we know what your interest was

in the girl.

What are you talking about?

Alicante, Giancana, Tony Ana...

That's a lot of boys.

What do you mean "my interest in the girl"?

What the f*** are you talking about?

Can't you see it's love

Can there be any doubt

when there it is

day in, day out

day out

Thank you very much.

You ever ask yourself

why they did that to Action Jackson?

I'm just an honest, hardworking club owner.

I got a lot of overheads,

I got arrears for my taxes.

Action Jackson had a lot of overhead.

He was a hardworking club owner.

- He was given a contract.

- I don't wanna know.

He was supposed to deliver something.

He failed.

To President Castro. I know. Cigars.

Now what is this?

- You got nothing on me.

- No?

Transporting a girl across state lines

for immoral purposes.

- That's federal.

- I ain't a pimp!

I was invited here by the boys.

There was talk about getting her auditioned.

- I bet there was.

- F*** you!

How many hits did you do

in the old days, Jack?

The Chicago days...

when you were a bagman

and a shakedown...

to the Scrap Iron and Junk Handlers Union...

and Leon Cooke, who founded that union,

and gave you your first job...

- was shot in the back?

- I walked on that.

- It was self-defense?

- I was questioned, I was released...

and everyone knows

Big John Martin pulled the trigger.

Maybe you didn't have the balls.

Is that why they sent you to Dallas?

Check the files if you don't believe me!

Jack Ruby. Wire service scams...

racetrack swindles, bent slot machines...

hot-check bets, guns in and out of Cuba...

a little narcotics now and again!

What is it with you people?

You're the ones in sh*t, not me.

You blew it in Cuba, that's what you did.

You hired the boys to kill Castro.

- But Action Jackson chickened out.

- What's going on with the girl?

The President knows nothing

about all of this?

If he finds out,

he'll rip your f***ing balls off.

What about the f***ing girl?

They brought her to meet Tony Montana.

They brought her to put her

with the President!

What do you people want from me?

We just want you

to do your duty for your country, Jack.

Kill Castro.

Funny thing about life, Jack.

You only get one shot.

One shot at what?

One shot at greatness.

We got some p*ssy coming up.

We copy.

I'll be right back.

I'm so glad I found you.

Where have you been?

What's happening?

I've been offered a shot at the big time.

I gotta take it, Jack.

I never could have done it without you.

One to stirrup, one to hoist hisself.

Say you don't mind, Jack.

So long as you don't...

Never get too good to know me.

I'll never get too good to know you, Jack.

Did you miss Daddy?

You ate all your food, sweetheart.

Fair Play for Cuba!

Fidel Castro needs your support.

No more plots against the people.

No more capitalist plots

against the people of Cuba.

Fair Play for Cuba!

I'll introduce you.

Fidel Castro needs your support.

Join the Fair Play for Cuba Committee, sir.

Lenny, is that you?

The thing is, Lenny...

the reason I thought of you...

when it comes to making a hit,

your team was always the best.

I mean, the hits you made, believe me...

You're the first one who came into my mind.

I need advice, Lenny.

Now, suppose you were told

you gotta make a hit.

Only it ain't nobody ordinary.

It's really so special...

- It's the president of a country.

- Who gave you this contract?

- You know better than asking...

- What I'm saying is...

you better have a way to decide

who's gonna die.

You or the guy giving the contract.

Because it's gonna be

the one of the two of you.

I'm in real deep, Lenny.

What would you say if I put it to you that

the boys are working for the CIA in Cuba?

I finally figured out what they do,

these CIA guys.

What do they do?

They do stuff

that don't make no kind of sense.

And the reason they do that...

is so that if you ever come

to squeal on them...

you don't make no sense neither

and you seem screwy.

Now, what would you need

for that kind of hit, Lenny?

You need crossfire,

two or three guys and lots of tall buildings...

You'll get caught. They'll catch somebody

in a situation like that.

You need yourself a patsy.

They're gonna catch someone,

they catch the patsy.

You need three or four guns.

High-power rifles and lots of tall buildings.

Plus you'll need your patsy,

walks in the crowd with a gun...

some nut for security to jump on,

covering your escape.

- That's what you need.

- You're right, Lenny.

Otherwise you're chopped meat.

Some others I've seen

might never be me

Might never be cross

or try to be boss

But they wouldn't do

For nobody

gave me a thrill

With all your faults

I love you still

It had to be you

It had to be you

I don't want to be no part of this.

This isn't why I signed on here.

You got a message for the President,

you deliver it yourself. I ain't gonna do it.

You cheap bastard.

The President's gonna wipe out all of you.

We delivered the votes

for Kennedy in Chicago...

now he bites the hand that feeds him, right?

We got the baby brother

at the Justice Department.

He better get off the case.

La petra della scarpa. Eh, Santos?

La petra della scarpa.

A stone for my shoe.

A piece of news.

All your friends are coming to Dallas.

It's news to me.

Don't play the innocent with me.

Would I do that?

You set this meet up, didn't you?

Which meet is this, Proby?

At the Embassy Club.

Yeah.

I mean, a dozen out-of-town hoods

all come together and...

sit around in a big huddle.

Yeah, that sounds right,

I must have been in the middle of that.

Yeah, so what's the plan?

Prostitution, narcotics, illegal gaming?

All of those things.

- Opening up Dallas?

- About time it happened, right?

Where's the tape?

I didn't make no tape.

I was too busy cutting myself in on deals

in Dallas. You know...

prostitution, gaming.

I'm not kidding.

I want the tape that you made.

It never worked. Government equipment,

always f***ing useless.

It was like that in the Army.

Don't give me none of that!

I can get Alicante.

Racketeering, tax fraud, narcotics.

You're a smalltime man in a midsize town

in the middle of nowhere special.

Just like me.

And you're going crazy

to play in the major league...

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