The Scarface Mob

Starring:
Robert Stack.

Co-starring:
Keenan Wynn,

Barbara Nichols

and Pat Crowley.

With special guest star: Neville Brand.

You have just seen some of the stars

of The Untouchables,

the true story taken from the

exciting autobiography of Eliot Ness,

the man who probably did most

to help destroy the Al Capone empire.

To tell you of this era,

here is a man who lived it

and who reported its events,

Mr. Walter Winchell.

It is always a privilege to tell a story

such as this one.

You could say a good deal

about Eliot Ness

and the part he played

in the lawless era.

Fortunately there is no need to.

Mr. Ness' story speaks eloquently

for itself.

Starring:
Robert Stack.

Co-starring:
Keenan Wynn,

Barbara Nichols

and Pat Crowley.

With special guest star: Neville Brand.

Good evening.

Tonight, the stars you have just seen

will present the exciting conclusion of

The Untouchables,

Eliot Ness' autobiography

about the seven federal agents

who helped rid this country of

the notorious Al Capone gang.

And now, the man who can best

tell you of the era, Mr. Walter Winchell.

The Untouchables had suddenly begun

to cut very deeply into an empire,

and the man at the top of that empire

was not to take it lightly.

Chicago, 1929.

By law, the country was dry.

Through connivance with Al Capone,

Chicago was wet.

Even now, while Al Capone

served a short term

for carrying a gun in Philadelphia,

the organization functioned smoothly.

Helped by corrupt officials

and a public that was indifferent.

Social headquarters of the mob

was the Cafe Montmartre.

This night,

the night of June 17th, 1929,

the gang was to encounter

its chief adversary.

A Prohibition agent

named Eliot Ness.

Federal raid, stay where you are.

Plain seltzer.

My goodness, you don't think

I'd be drinking hooch.

Not a thing yet.

Coming down the stairs

was the man

who ran the mob

while Capone was in jail.

Frank Nitti, "the Enforcer."

Hello, boys.

You got a search warrant?

- These friends of yours, Mr. Nitti?

- Get lost.

This is a private social club.

It's open to members and their guests.

Tell him, counselor.

If you cause damage

to the premises,

I'll have to file suit

on behalf of Mr. Nitti.

- Thank you, counselor.

- I thought you should be advised.

- Find anything?

- Not a drop.

Must have cleaned up

with blotting paper.

Who could have tipped them off?

Next time,

let us know you're coming.

Okay, we might as well go.

Beat it.

- Now, what was the payoff?

- One grand.

A grand?

You stupido.

You could have bought her for 500.

On June 24th, one week

after the unsuccessful raid

on the Montmartre, Eliot Ness

was summoned to the Chicago office

of the new United States

District Attorney, Beecher Asbury.

The appointment

was for 3 in the afternoon.

Now, this is the Capone setup,

$120 million a year

pouring in from beer, booze,

women and gambling.

Mainly from beer and booze.

Thirty-five million is for protection

being paid out each year.

Now, before coming to Chicago,

I conferred with President Hoover

and the attorney general.

We decided there were two ways

of getting Capone:

One is to gather data to convict him

of income tax evasion,

and the other is to close down

his breweries and distilleries

and make it impossible for him

to continue paying graft.

Now, do you have any ideas

on that?

- Yes, I do.

- Well?

We have 300 agents in the district

and the mob still has breweries

all over the city.

Even run their beer trucks

right through the Loop. Why?

Because out of 300 men,

some can be bought.

All you have to buy is a few men.

What if you have a special squad?

Small, operating on its own.

Every man thoroughly investigated.

Brought in from all parts

of the country.

Men who'll spit on Capone's graft.

Just a few he can't buy.

- You think you can find these men?

- I think so.

Sad part is, I can't be sure.

Well, you're going to start looking

for them.

On June 28th, 1929,

Eliot Ness arrived in Washington.

He had full access

to Prohibition Bureau files

stored in the Treasury building.

A simple assignment,

given all available data

about every agent in the bureau.

Find six or seven

out of these thousands

who are reliable, courageous,

dedicated, honest.

Six or seven

of the most honest men.

At 8:
00 on the night

of July 5th, 1929,

the men of the special squad

met for the first time.

Six honest men.

LaMarr Kane

of the Richmond bureau.

Law school graduate.

Married. Two children.

Eric Hansen

of the San Francisco bureau.

Former guard

in San Quentin's death row.

Martin Flaherty,

former Boston police officer.

Outstanding bureau arrest record.

New York's Jack Rossman,

former telephone company lineman,

now a wiretap expert.

William Youngfellow,

full-blooded Cherokee,

second team all-American, 1924.

Largely responsible for breakup

of Oklahoma City booze ring.

Tom Kopka, Scranton bureau.

Former Pennsylvania state trooper.

World War I hero.

Six honest men.

Some of you may have

to familiarize yourselves with Chicago.

And the seventh, Joe Fuselli.

I'm sorry I'm late, Mr. Ness.

This is Joe Fuselli.

He's not with the Prohibition Bureau,

but he'll be working with us.

Joe knows every street and alley

in the city.

He's got the finest pair of driving hands

in Chicago.

He also speaks the Sicilian

and Neapolitan dialects.

Maybe you'd better tell them the rest,

Mr. Ness.

Joe's an ex-convict.

He served five years in Joliet

for armed robbery.

LaMarr Kane. Sit down, Joe.

This is Hansen.

- Flaherty.

- Flaherty.

- Rossman.

- Rossman.

Seven honest men against

the underworld empire of Al Capone.

Oh, hello, boys.

Hello, Jake. Willy.

What's the word?

Federal boys have organized

some kind of special squad

just to take care of our setups.

No kidding?

This time I hear they mean it.

Well, we ain't gonna let them get away

with that, are we?

Of course not, Frank.

We'll have the boys take care of it.

There you are.

There are those extra 3 grand

to cover those cops on the North Side.

- Oliver?

- No, no.

You don't have to worry

about this stuff.

No, my wife freezes hard with me if

I come home with liquor on my breath.

I'm gonna have to get

another thousand, Jake.

For what?

Well, some of the boys

have been doing a lot of extra work

trailing those feds for you.

That's their job.

Well, it's still extra work

no matter how you look at it.

I'm not even getting

my commission on this deal.

One grand here, one there,

where are we gonna come out?

Now, don't start holding us up.

They shut them up for you,

didn't they?

Make sure it stays that way.

Give him the grand.

While Frank Nitti was making

arrangements with Chicago Police,

Eliot Ness was having a rare date

with Betty Anderson,

a girl he had been going with

for over a year.

Hello there.

- Stop dancing?

- No.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing. Why?

You don't look as though

you're enjoying yourself.

I'm sorry, honey,

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