The Don Is Dead Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1973
- 115 min
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Hmm?
That might be hard to do.
No, Mitch,
I've made up my mind.
Angie, you don't wanna
start this sort of thing
over a woman.
Frank is an animal!
He's young, he's impulsive.
He can be forgiven.
Forgiven?
Mitch, go down to the hospital,
see what he's done to her.
So he made a mistake.
Some mistake!
Do you wanna
make a mistake too?
There's only one way to deal with him.
Angie, I know that you have
very strong feelings...
about the girl.
Well, think of Frank.
He did too.
Angie, this is family.
Frank is your son now.
It's family, Angie.
Okay, Mitch.
Call it off.
Call Lazatti.
Tell him we changed our minds.
The hit is off.
Angie, this is
a good thing you did.
Thanks.
Ah--
Ralph?
No answer.
[ Engine Revs, Tires Squealing ]
Move!
[ Engine Starts ]
DiMorra settin' up a hit
over a broad?
The guy must be slippin'.
Oh, he's smarter than that.
Now, think about it.
That girl was just a smoke screen
to get Frank out of the way.
I don't buy that.
Because you don't want to.
Don Angelo doesn't want
to give you anything,
not even what you inherited.
All right, what do we do, Louie?
- Fight.
- Fight?
If you're talking about
a war with Don Angelo, forget me.
Count me out.
There's no other way, Vince.
Angelo is after Frank,
and if he gets him
it's only a matter of time
before he comes after you.
Me?
That's right.
And he's got the guns
to do it.
And then if he gets you,
I'm next in line.
It's the only way
it figures, Vince.
He's right.
Okay.
What's the deal?
First, we need somebody
on the inside to keep us posted
on what he's doing.
I got the right guy for that.
I'll take care of it.
All right.
And then you just sit tight.
The next move he makes,
we come down hard on him.
All right?
There'll be enough pieces
for all of us.
There'd better be, Louie.
How did it go?
It's a beginning.
Well? Come on.
What happened?
They're at
each other's throats now.
All we've gotta do
is just keep the pressure on 'em.
Vince, Mitch DiMorra and Joe Lucci
just pulled up.
Yeah, tell 'em to wait.
[ Sighs ]
What do you say, Tony?
No.
How the hell
did you get into this mess?
With my head up
and my guts where they're
supposed to be, that's how.
Now, are you
gonna help me?
Jesus!
Do you know
what you've done?
You've set yourself up against
the biggest goddamn outfit in the city.
That's what you've done.
Look, kid, DiMorra's gotta learn
that he can't push us around.
We don't take a stand here,
the guy'll flatten us.
One more gun's
not gonna make the difference.
What makes you think you need me?
Frankie.
Do me a favor.
Sure.
Now listen to me, Tony.
I don't kid myself.
You understand?
There's certain things I'm good at,
certain things I'm not.
I mean, you put me in the ring,
I can handle myself.
It's the game plan--
I got no head for that.
You do.
I need your brains.
Look, Vince, it's something
I don't wanna get involved in.
Look, I understand that,
uh, this operation we got here,
it's not what you wanted.
But it's my only shot, Tony.
I mean, without it-- without you--
what am I but a small-timer...
growing older every day?
Come on, Vince.
Come on.
I'm your brother, Tony.
Give me a hand.
Okay.
But the minute
you're off the hook,
I'm checkin' out.
You're a good kid, Tony.
Well, somebody's gotta make sure
Nella doesn't end up a widow.
Diego, send 'em in.
Hey, Frankie, come on in.
You know the way.
Hello, Mitch.
Sit down.
Take a load off.
We heard that you
were here, Frank.
You got big ears.
Maybe somebody's got
a big mouth, Vince.
Don Angelo wants
to talk to you.
Maybe it's a good idea
for him and you to get together.
Sure. Send him around.
Talk to him, Vince.
Tell him the score.
- None of my business.
- Then why is he here?
He's a friend.
Isn't Don Angelo your friend too?
Yeah. Sure.
That's why we don't want him
to do anything more
that he'd be sorry about later.
- Like hitting Vito.
- It was an accident.
Yeah.
They happen when you set out
to kill people, huh?
[ Mitch ]
Like he said, it was accidental.
Don Angelo wants
to straighten the whole thing out.
It won't take long.
We can exchange hostages
if you're nervous.
- I'll stay here until Frank comes back.
- Yeah?
What about next week?
Next month?
- Don Angelo is a man of his word.
- I know that Vito's dead.
[ Sighs ]
Is there anything you want me
to tell Don Angelo?
- No.
- Give him my best, will you, Mitch?
What was Frank's attitude?
Stubborn.
Mitch, if Frank can defy us,
it'll set a bad example.
Then other people
will become defiant.
The whole family crumbles.
We can't let
this thing drag out.
With the Fargo brothers out of the way,
Frank will come to his senses.
Guess you're right, Mitch. Okay.
But do it clean and fast.
Hey, you guys.
We got company across the street.
They can't stay in there forever.
[ Shotgun C*cks ]
You guys,
thinking you can come into our territory
without somebody spots you.
You ought to be
ashamed of yourselves.
Well, they're dug in there
like moles.
We have to get them off guard
and draw them out.
Mitch, we're going down
to the house in Florida for a while.
What about this stuff
with Frank and the Fargo boys?
What about it?
Well, some people might think...
that you're running.
Mitch, that's what
I want them to think.
Then maybe they'll relax,
be more vulnerable
if they think I'm pulling back. No?
Yeah. Have Ralph Negri
make the arrangements.
Ah.
Oh, Ang.
Angie?
Yeah?
Any message you want me
to give to the girl, Ruby?
No.Just make sure
she has the best of... everything.
[ No Audible Dialogue ]
You sure?
Yeah. Okay.
Negri says
Don Angelo's on the run,
headed for his joint
in Florida.
I'd say he's giving us rope,
and if we don't play it right,
he'll hang us with it.
I've been to his Florida place.
I know the layout.
You mean, you want
a hit on Don Angelo?
In person.
[ Gun C*cks ]
Right there.!
Do it,Johnny.
I'd love you to.
Sh*t!
Where is he?
Talk.
Hospital.
He got sick when we hit Miami.
Heart attack.
He was unconscious
when we got him there.
Where's Lucci?
Guarding Don Angelo.
Angelo's safe, Tony,
but you and Vince are up the creek.
- Take off before you drown in it.
- Hey, would you shut up!
Open the door.
Yeah, well, listen.
That ain't all the bad news, kid.
Somebody just blew the hell
out of our construction outfit.
Seventy thousand
dollars' worth.
Who did it?
What's the difference
who lit the fuse?
We know where it came from,
and my guess is that's just for openers.
Did you call the hospital?
He's too mean to die.
Yeah, look.
Now what's our next move?
I'll check with you later.
Okay, here's the pitch.
Johnny goes with me and Frank.
Mitch and Lazatti
go with Diego and Shansky.
- As hostages?
- To see your brother doesn't think up
any more cute tricks.
- Kidnapping's a federal rap.
- You want a dime?
You can call the F.B.I.
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