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Don't ever forget that.

You're the boss.

That's better.

From now on, next to me, the

boys take orders from you.

Yeah, me and you, huh?

That's fine talk, boss.

Here. Have a cigar. There'll

be plenty of work for everybody.

Costillo slowed down too much. Yeah.

And now he come

to a dead stop.

Here. You'd better

smoke one of mine.

Mmm. That's pretty nice. Expensive, huh?

I don't like cigar smoke

in my room. Do you mind?

Listen, I'm gonna hold off that

meeting with the boys a couple of days.

After Big Louie's funeral, it's

better. You know what I mean?

Hmm? Oh, yeah. Sure, sure.

It don't look so good.

And I want you to send some flowers...

a cross of white carnations from me, see?

Yeah, and I send

lotsa purple bunch.

Big Louie, he always

liked purple.

Why don't you go

and do it now?

You'd better

make that meetin' Monday.

Tell all the guys that want to run

beer on the South Side to be there.

Tell 'em I'm gonna make a

speech. Know what I mean? Mm-hmm.

Well, good-bye, Poppy.

See ya again.

She don't like anybody but me. Mm-hmm.

She's a very busy girl.

Expensive, huh?

Here you are, Little Boy.

Easy dough, huh,

for just standing outside

and listenin' to a gun go off?

Cinch. When are we gonna get

some more? We'll get plenty.

There's business just waitin' for

some guy to come and run it right.

And I got ideas. We're

workin' for Lovo, ain't we?

Lovo. Who's Lovo? Just some guy who's a little

bit more smart than Big Louie. That's all.

Hey, that guy is soft. I

could just see it in his face.

He's got a setup, that's all,

and we gotta wait.

Someday I'm gonna run

the whole works.

Yeah? Remember, those monkeys

on the North Side ain't so soft.

Oh, yeah? Say, they're

satisfied, ain't they?

Why didn't they come and

take Big Louie before we did?

Listen, Little Boy.

In this business, there's only one law

you gotta follow to keep outta trouble.

Do it first, do it yourself

and keep on doin' it.

Mmm!

Where's Cesca?

Oh, I don't know.

She go out.

What do you mean? Ain't

she comin' home for dinner?

Oh.

Hey, I don't like that.

You tell her I want she should

come home for dinner.

Understand? Sure. I tell her lotsa time.

"Come home. Come home.

Tony no like. "

But she don't...

That's a nice way I catch ya,

huh? What do you mean, "catch me"?

I wasn't doin' nothin'.

You was kissin' him.

Sure. What of it?

Well, I don't like it.

You're missin' lots of fun. Listen, I don't

want anyone kissin' my sister. Understand?

You're hurtin' my arm! I don't want

anybody puttin' their hands on you!

What do you think you're

doing? I'm your brother.

You don't act it. You act

more like... I don't know.

Sometimes I think... I don't care

what you think. You do what I say.

Sure, and never have any fun. Oh, "never

have any fun. " You call that fun, huh?

Runnin' around with guys

like that. That's "fun. "

Listen, you want

real fun, huh?

Here. How's that?

Gee, Tony! Where'd you get it? Never mind

where I got it. You just spend it, see?

Tony, you're swell.

Go on.

Get ready for dinner.

And remember,

you do what I say.

No more fellas,

understand?

What for you wanna

give her money, huh?

Ma, she's just a kid.

She wants to have fun.

Yeah? Sometime,

I think you crazy.

Cesca!

What for you take that money,

huh? Because I want it. That's why.

Give it back.

It's bad money.

Tony no got it in no good way.

It gonna bring you lotsa trouble.

What do I care where he gets it? There's

nothing wrong with his giving it to me.

Tony wants me to have a good

time. Oh, yes? You listen!

Tony no love you

like he make you believe.

All the time,

he smile on top,

but what he thinks...

Oh, he's got lotsa tricks.

He no give money to nobody for

nothing. He would to his sister.

Sister. Huh!

That make no difference.

To him, you're just

another girl.

Someday when he need you, he

mix you up in his business...

just like anyone else, and he's

gonna make you bad like him.

He can't make me do

anything I don't want to.

I'm gonna live my own life.

I can take care of myself.

Yeah? All the time,

Tony say like that.

Afterward, he no

belong to me no more.

He's-a no good,

and now you start to be

just like him.

No, I'm not.

Don't worry about me.

I'll get along

all right.

Hey.

Thank you.

Thank you.

That's all right, boys. Just

changin' the name on the door.

Meet the new president...

Johnny Lovo.

Hiya, boys.

Where's Berdini,

Zeigler, Meehan?

Anybody see 'em?

I did.

They ain't comin'.

Is that all they said?

- They said you could take a flyin'...

- Okay, okay.

Now we know

where they stand.

All right, you guys, I'm

makin' a speech. Here it is.

Big Louie gets a wad of dough,

and then he gets soft.

He lets you guys come

into the South Side and run beer.

Well, I'm gonna change it, see?

You can still stay in,

but, from now on,

you're operatin'the way I say.

Are you askin' us

or telling us?

I'm tellin' ya. We're gonna get

organized, and I'm gonna handle the works.

It's gonna mean twice as much dough

for everybody and half as much trouble.

- You got somethin' figured out, Johnny?

- Everything.

Not being able to get it's gonna

make this town thirstier than ever.

Runnin' beer ain't a nickel game anymore. It's

a business. I'm gonna run it like a business.

Swell. We've been cuttin' each

other's throats long enough.

There are 3,000 saloons on the South Side...

half a million customers. Figure that out.

Add up what they're gonna lay on the line

every year for drinks, and nobody in charge.

- So you're going to be it.

- Yeah, it. That's me.

I make my own beer,

and I got my own trucks.

I don't have to go

into business with nobody.

Where you goin'?

Who wants to know?

You sit down here, and don't

interrupt the president no more.

All right, President.

Well, are the rest

of you guys in or out?

- What about Meehan?

- Yeah. Berdini and Zeigler?

Why, they been sellin' to

700, 800 joints between them.

Yeah? Well, from now on, they're

out. Those joints buy from us.

Sure. If you try to sell

at one of those places,

Meehan'll turn this side of the

town into a shootin' gallery.

Fine. Anything he starts,

we'll finish.

You guys don't have to worry.

All you gotta do is to haul beer.

Yeah? Well, who's gonna stick his

neck in those joints to get the orders?

- My friend Tony Camonte.

- Yeah. I'm what he call "a good salesman. "

Hey, I start right now

to get orders, hey, boss?

All you can get. Go to it. Hey.

Dope, got a pencil?

Oh, boys, I don't write.

That's one.

Come on.

Come on, Little Boy.

Business.

Here, have your beer.

Hey! What is this?

Let go of me, will ya?

What do ya want?

Let go of me.

Let go! What's the idea? Come on.

Say, what's the big idea?

Sit down.

Who you buyin' your beer

from? Meehan and Berdini.

How many barrels a day? Three.

He's lyin', Tony.

He's been takin' five.

Chiseler. Well, you're

gettin' eight now, see?

And you're buyin' from us...

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