The Scarface Mob Page #5

I want your duty tonight.

Are you...?

You cheap bum.

What are you doing out here?

What do you think we're doing?

We're just having a smoke.

I ought to smack you

all over the place.

Come on and start something,

loudmouth.

Why don't you come down

to the club?

Oh, well, baby doll, it's...

It's so late.

It's early. I'll send a car to get you.

Where do you live?

Leave him alone, Joe.

Come on, you guys,

let's have a drink and forget it.

I want to explain to you...

I'm dying to meet you, honey.

Can I talk to Frank again?

She wants to talk to you.

Hiya, baby.

This is a swell guy

I want you to meet.

He's an important man.

Well, how about tomorrow night?

Like I said, this is one swell guy.

And I know you gonna like him.

What do you mean

you're leaving town?

I'll be back in a couple of weeks.

Okay?

This guy won't keep for a couple of

weeks. He's murder with the dames.

I'm not making up to any broad.

Not even for a pal.

- Forget it. You want a cigarette?

- No.

Listen, Frank.

I got a couple of fresh ones downstairs.

Come on, let's set them up.

Then after nine days,

the tap on Frank Nitti's phone paid off.

Here's a good one.

They're opening a new brewery

on South Wabash tonight.

Get there for the opening.

In the following weeks,

using information gathered

through the tap of Nitti's phone,

Eliot Ness' special squad located and

wrecked four more Capone breweries.

Eliot Ness and his squad

were succeeding in their job

of choking off the most important

source of all Capone revenues.

But time was beginning to work

against Eliot Ness.

Time that had been measured

in days, weeks and months

by a man a thousand miles away.

Finally, on March 19th, 1930,

having served 10 months

in a Philadelphia jail for carrying a gun,

Al Capone returned to Chicago,

and a very critical situation.

For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow

For he's a jolly good fellow

Which nobody can deny

Drinks on the house for everybody.

Capone went first to headquarters

for the organization

in the Cafe Montmartre,

where offices were maintained

on the second floor.

Here, Capone presided over a meeting

of the heads of his organization.

I got some bad news, Al.

We had some breweries

knocked over.

Eight to be exact.

Three on the South Side,

including two new ones

we set up while you were away.

One in the Heights,

two on the North Side,

one of them we took over

from Lorenz,

a big one out on Diversey,

and another new one

we set up on the county line.

What did that add up to?

We lost 3850 barrels a day.

But we're setting up a big new one

out near the stockyards,

big enough to replace the loss.

How about the equipment?

How much have we lost there?

I'm carrying that loss

at $3.5 million.

What about our protection?

Well, Frank can tell you about that.

You tell me.

Our operating loss

is gonna make us

have to cut down on the local graft.

But we ought to be able to keep them

looking the other way.

- It's these other guys, Al.

- What other guys?

The feds have gotten up

this special squad.

- You tell me.

- Well, it's a special squad,

like Jake says.

From all over the country,

just to knock over our stuff.

How big is that squad?

- Well...

- How big?

Seven or eight guys.

Seven or eight guys.

- But, Al...

- Seven or eight guys.

Punks!

You two-bit punks.

You lousy, stupid, yellow,

stinking punks.

I'm away for...

I'm away for ten months.

Ten months,

and we got a problem with this...?

- Ness.

- Ness, Ness, Ness.

Well, I've had plenty of problems

and I took care of them.

So now I'm back.

And I'll take care of Ness.

Al Capone.

Took care of O'Banion.

And Weiss.

And Drucci.

And Genna.

And all the rest.

And that's what's gonna happen

to Ness.

Just seven, eight guys.

While the mob heads met,

Eliot Ness and his squad

gave Capone

their own welcome to Chicago.

These men, specially selected from

thousands in the Prohibition Bureau,

were preparing to raid and wreck

still another Capone brewery.

The effect of this raid would soon

be felt by the mob and by Eliot Ness.

I'm Ed Marriatt.

I've come to do a favor for some people

in my ward. You too, Mr. Ness.

What's the favor?

You've never met Al Capone,

have you?

Not face-to-face.

Well, he's got his poise,

the big fella has.

Yes, sir, he's got his poise.

And after all,

you get right down to brass tacks,

what's he doing that's really wrong?

Peddling some booze and beer?

Can you sit there, Mr. Ness,

and honestly say

that you haven't had a drink

since the Prohibition?

Stick to Capone.

Well, for one thing, he's generous,

if you know what I mean.

Christmastime,

you got any idea how many families

he feeds?

Ten thousand families of the poor

wouldn't have any Christmas at all

if it wasn't for Al.

I never thought of it that way.

A hundred bucks to waiters

because they're working men.

Twenty five bucks to hat-check girls.

Al likes to help people.

You play it square with the big fellow,

he takes care of you.

You think he might wanna

take care of me another way?

I think he might.

Let's stop horsing around.

How much?

Two grand. Two grand a week.

Starting when?

Now.

Show.

Two grand.

This louse just tried

to give us 2 grand a week.

He's an alderman.

An alderman of the city of Chicago.

You scum.

You're the worst scum of all.

You make the Capones possible

by selling them your office.

Well, scum, I'm gonna pin

a bribery rap on you.

I'm gonna pin it to your stinking skin.

What are you gonna use

for evidence, huh?

That look like a bribe, huh?

All right. All right, let's go.

Come on, alderman.

I should have slugged him.

He'd hang an assault charge on you

that would keep you busy for weeks

defending yourself.

You ain't the only one.

We was driving along,

a car comes alongside,

and a guy in a gray hat

throws this in the back seat.

We thought it was

a Capone pineapple.

Turns out to be cabbage.

That's a lot of green.

Makes you sweat

to see all that dough.

Kind of sticks to your fingers.

I see it sticking, Joe.

It'll peel off.

Sure wish I could get

that kind of dough legit.

- So do I, but I don't see it happening.

- Who are you going to call?

The newspapers.

This was thrown into one of our cars

by some of Capone's mobsters.

It's a bribe.

It's a bribe that's going to the

United States Marshal's office

and it won't buy anything

from us.

Capone has threatened us

and he's tried to bribe us,

as he has most of the people

of this city and county.

Like most of them,

we're a little tempted and a little afraid.

We're not gonna give in to Capone.

Not to his threats, not to his bribes.

We're not gonna be swerved

from our duty.

We want every citizen to help us

by giving us information,

by lending us support.

We want everyone to know,

especially Al Capone,

we can't be bought off,

and we won't be killed off.

"Eliot Ness and his men have flung

a challenge in the face of Al Capone.

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