The Don Is Dead Page #5

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[ Footsteps Approaching ]

George, bring the car out front.

We're letting you go,Johnny,

so that you can

tell Don Angelo

to lay off.

Somebody hit our construction yard

a couple of hours ago.

Something like that happens again,

he's gonna get Mitch's right arm

in the morning mail.

He'll listen.

He wouldn't want Mitch hurt.

Me, I'm a son-in-law.

I'm expendable.

Yeah. Yeah, let's talk about that.

They may be bluffing.

No. They're up against a wall

and they know it.

Okay.

Tell 'em it's a deal.

They don't hurt Mitch,

I don't hurt them.

When you get home,

contact the commission.

I want pressure on the Fargos

to let Mitch go.

Another thing--

they want me to fink for them.

I was thinking, suppose I

pretend to go along with them?

That's a dangerous position

to be in,Johnny.

If they find out--

What I am,

I am because of you, Don Angelo.

Tell Tony and Vince

you'll go along with their proposal.

Tell them that I'm very, very sick.

You understand?

Ah.

Louie.

Signor Orlando.

Things are getting a little rough.

You sure you want to hang around here?

Want coffee?

No, thank you.

The commission

ordered me to come.

They want me to work out

some kind of a settlement.

Spell it out.

First, they want you

to let Mitch and Lazatti go.

Second, they want you--

Listen, there are

three things we want.

One, no more attempts

to nail Frank.

Two, Frank's interests

merge with us.

Three, DiMorra pays for the damage

to our construction company...

and leaves us alone

from now on, okay?

Joe Lucci's already

agreed to those points.

Are you serious?

Joe Lucci's word isn't worth

yesterday's garbage.

Come on.

We don't make a move...

until Don Angelo himself agrees

in front of the commission.

What is it? Go ahead.

The kid in Florida just called.

Don Angelo's dead.

We got lucky.

I think that calls for a drink,

don't you?

Sure. Get the glasses.

Frank?

We got no reason now

to keep Mitch and Lazatti.

Why not?

They'll be too busy trying to

hold things together to bother with us.

He's right. He's right.

We let them go.

Pete, you're okay.

Yep.

Mitch, thank God you're safe.

I heard about Don Angelo.

I need a drink.

Come inside.

Angie! Angie!

Angie!

[ Laughing ]

Hey, you son of a gun.

[ Chuckling ]

You son of a gun.

You're still ugly.

Why didn't somebody tell us?

It was the only way

of springing you.

The Fargo boys

think you're dead.

Tomorrow they'll find out different.

[ Knocking ]

Come in.

Vince? Johnny Tresca.

I'm over here at Sam Zutti's place.

Look, the word is out.

Everybody knows about Don Angelo.

God rest his soul.

Hang on a minute, will you?

Zutti wants to talk to you.

Hello, Vince? This is Sam.

We got a proposition for you.

I think we ought to meet.

Okay.

Yeah.

Well, what do you say we meet

at Benny's Diner over on Marion Street,

say, in about an hour?

About an hour. Right.

Sam Zutti...

wants to have a meeting

about throwing in with us.

You know, he comes under our wing,

we got about 40 percent

of the numbers in this city.

Let's get it on.

Yeah.

Hey, where's Tony?

For what?

I gotta find Tony.

Anybody seen my brother?

No.

You seen Tony?

Yeah.

He said something about going over

to the south side.

Hey, vince.

Keeping the man waiting.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Shansky, we got work to do.

You, too, Fagin.

Custard pie and a glass

of skim milk, please.

No skim milk.

Oh. Tea.

[ Phone Ringing ]

Benny's Diner.

Benny here.

One of you guys

named Fagin?

- Yeah?

- [ No Audible Dialogue ]

A-OK.

Yeah. Positive.

Where's the john?

Over there.

Leave it as clean

as you find it.

What's it got, a gold star

from Good Housekeeping?

What do you say, Fagin?

In the can.

And if I were you,

I wouldn't come out till tomorrow.

And leave it

as clean as you find it.

There's nobody in there.

I don't like the looks of this.

Keep going.

It's a setup, Vinnie!

Get the hell out of here!

[ Gunshot ]

Vinnie!

[ Sirens Wailing ]

[ Sirens Continue Wailing ]

Vinnie! Vinnie! Vinnie!

Vince. Hey, Vince.

Oh, God.

Nice. Nice.Just lift it?

Yeah. Parking lot

over at Howard Johnson's.

Let me get a light.

I want to see the engine.

Sure. Be my guest.

Nature calls.

[ Coughing ]

Where's Vince?

Where's Vince?

Him and Frank went

for a meeting with Zutti.

It was a setup.

Frank took one look

at what happened here,

and he beat it for Orlando's.

Vince bought it, Tony.

I guess you

don't need us anymore.

[ Tony ]

Where the hell

do you think you're going?

So we got hit.

Those bastards

are gonna pay for it.

When they come begging on their knees,

we're gonna kick their faces in.

Is that clear?

Okay. You split up into pairs.

You hit them hard

and you hit them quick.

Diego, Augie,

break the city down into areas,

then work through each section.

Everybody makes his first hit

at 1 0:
00 tonight.

Move!

Okay.

Harold, keep circling

the block.

They told me.

[ Sobbing ]

Oh, Tony!

You and Rosey'll be

perfectly safe here.

There won't be

any trouble.

What about you?

Don't worry about me.

I'll be all right.

Come on, now.

I want you to go upstairs

and lie down, okay?

Come on, now. Come on.

[ Sobbing Continues ]

Come on.

Tony, be careful.

Please be careful.

I have to. I've got

a family to take care of.

I have to go now.

I've got a lot of things to do.

Okay.

[ Knocking ]

Yes?

Tony's here.

All right.

Good to see you, Ton.

Jesus.

It shouldn't have happened

that way, Frank.

Why did you let Vince do it?

Why didn't you wait for me?

You should've known

it was a setup, Frank.

You let him walk

right into it.

You didn't have to.

You can't put all the blame

on Frank, Tony.

You wanna take it?

I got guys bleeding in the streets,

and you sit here

safe as a snake on eggs.

Look, these things happen.

Sometimes you don't get the breaks.

Breaks? You walked into a trap

a ten-year-old kid

could see six blocks away.

Look, I was the one out there

getting my ass shot!

Yeah, well, if you had any smarts,

nobody would have got shot at,

Vince would still be alive.

That was a decision

I had to make.

It was your last one, Frankie,

'cause from now on, nobody

takes step one without my okay.

Bullshit!

I'm telling you, you're just

a piece of meat in this fight.

I've got the men, I've got the guns,

and I'm calling the shots.

All right, Ton. Okay.

We'll do it your way for now.

What do you want me to do?

I need cash.

War costs money.

I haven't got any cash.

What happened to the profit

on that last shipment of dope?

I put it all into the second lot.

In fact, I've got to go back to Italy

in order to close the deal.

You're going... tonight.

Maybe things would still be the same

if I hadn't got that letter about Ruby.

Listen, somebody did you a favor.

You got rid of a two-timing broad,

and you found out

what Angelo's really made of.

- Consider yourself lucky.

- I've been dumb, Louie.

Did everything wrong.

I got nothing.

No family, nothing.

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