The St. Valentine's Day Massacre Page #7

Okay, Mike. Quiet, Trench.

George, is that you?

Hello, boys.

Something I can do for you?

Yeah, you can shut up.

Now line up, all of you.

Face that wall.

You, over there!

Come on, move!

- Now, wait.

- Let's go.

You. All right, you two, let's go.

Listen, buster, you better be kidding.

Move.

Lousy flatfeet.

Wait till they hear

about this downtown.

Move!

Hey! You!

You on the car!

Let's go! Let's go!

Sir, I'm just a mechanic here.

- Let's go.

- All I do is work on the automobiles.

- Move! - I don't have anything

to do with these people.

Come on. Move!

Hands on the wall.!

Lean on it.!

Lot of guys tell me,

"Get into the stock market, George.

Pull up a few grand.

Inside a year, you'll be a rich man."

I say, "What the hell?

I'm already a rich man."

Besides, l-

- Must have been a bad accident.

- Yeah.

- The way people drive today, you're lucky-

- Kenny.!

Hey, Kenny, the cops just killed a bunch

of hoods in the garage up the street!

One of them was Bugs Moran!

Frank?

Can you hear me, Frank?

Who shot you, Frank?

Who did it? Who shot you?

Nobody.

Nobody shot me.

Your brother's dead.

They're all dead.

Come on, who did it?

I've got to tell you, Frank.

You're not going to make it.

You want me to get a preacher?

No.

Just leave me alone.

You don't want to let them

get away with this. Come on, help us.

It's cold.

It's awful cold.

Fix this thing, will you?

A few hours after the

St. Valentine's Day Massacre...

the newspapers manage to locate Moran-

something the police

have not yet been able to do.

Just a heavy cold. I thought

I'd better take care of it.

Where were you, Mr. Moran,

when it happened?

l- Out of town.

How long do you expect to be laid up?

Well, I can't say for sure.

Uh, maybe a day or two.

Did you know the cops

are looking for you, Moran?

I can't imagine why.

Nothing I can tell them.

This gonna put you out of business?

You must be a little mixed up, buddy.

I happen to be in

the real estate business.

Oh, yeah, I knew some of those fellas-

just to talk to, you know?

I-- I even read where it said

they were working for me.

You can't believe everything

you read in the newspapers.

Mr. Moran, there are

a lot of people around town...

who are saying it was actually the police

who killed your- those seven men.

Do you think it's possible?

You must be new

around here, mister.

Only Al Capone kills like that.

Well, make yourselves a drink.

Hey, you know, I'm always glad

to have you people drop around.

But believe me, this is one time

I'd like to know the answers.

Mr. Capone, I wonder if you saw those awful

pictures of those men in the newspapers.

I glanced at 'em.

Terrible.

If you don't mind telling us, Mr. Capone...

where were you when it happened?

Why, right here in Miami.

In fact, I was in a meeting...

with your district attorney

that same morning.

Do you know this

Mr. George Moran personally?

I met him- once.

A few years back.

I doubt if I'd recognize

him on the street.

The Chicago authorities insist

you were behind the, uh, massacre.

Any comment on that, Mr. Capone?

Well, I'm not surprised.

They've blamed everything on me

since the Chicago Fire.

Did you hear what Bugs Moran

told the Chicago papers?

He said,

"Only Al Capone kills like that."

Yeah?

Well, I'll tell you what Al Capone says!

And you can quote me.

They don't call that guy

"Bugs" for nothing.

Public indignation

at the St. Valentine's Day Massacre...

brings to a halt

the most notorious era...

of open gang warfare

in American history.

Later in the century, the gangs

will rebuild so that by the 1960s...

their power will be

far above that of the '20s.

Once more,

law enforcement agencies...

will be aware of the names

of the syndicate leaders...

and once more

they will not prosecute them...

awaiting perhaps the moment

when the public will demand...

as it did in 1929...

that the criminals

be brought tojustice.

No one is ever brought to trial for the

slaughter of the seven men in this garage...

but within 19 months, all four of the killers

will themselves die of violence.

On the evening of May 7, 1929...

John Scalise and Albert Anselmi...

are invited to a banquet

at the mansion of Al Capone...

unaware that he has discovered

their plot to murder him...

and take over his empire.

Yeah.

I want to make a toast.

To my good friends...

Giovanni Scalise...

and Alberto Anselmi.

Salute.

May you rot in hell!

Of the two supposed police officers...

involved in the massacre...

Boris Chapman is shot to death

on January 5, 1930...

while attempting to rob

a St. Louis jewelry store.

The body of Adolph Moeller

is found in a pond...

12 miles south of Joplin, Missouri...

on September 8, 1930.

Vincenzo DeMora, alias

"Machine Gun"Jack McGurn...

is murdered in a Chicago

bowling alley on February 15, 1936...

almost exactly seven years...

after the St. Valentine's Day

Massacre he masterminded.

George Clarence Moran

disappears from Chicago...

soon after the mass murder

of his followers.

While serving a 10-year

sentence for bank robbery...

in the federal penitentiary

in Leavenworth, Kansas...

he dies of lung cancer

on February 25, 1957.

Alphonse Capone, while he

is never tried for complicity...

in the St. Valentine's Day Massacre...

his role as the man behind it

goes unquestioned.

Three months later,

he is in prison...

and more than half

of the remaining 18 years of his life...

are spent in federal penitentiaries.

On January 25, 1947...

Alphonse Capone, his mind gone...

his body ravaged by syphilis,

dies in his sleep.

On February 4, his body is interred

in the family plot in a Chicago cemetery.

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