The Untouchables Page #4

Well, what have we got here?

Hello.

All right! Drop the gun!

Put your hands in the air,

you're under arrest.

I said, drop it!

Stop!

God, didn't ya hear what I said?!

What are you, deaf?!

What is this, a game?!

Here. Sit down.

Stone's gonna be all right.

I got the fellow with the satchel.

- I had to kill him.

- Oh, yeah.

He's as dead as Julius Caesar.

- Would you rather it was you?

- No, I would not.

Well, then you've done your duty.

Go home and sleep well tonight.

The things you see

when you're out without your gun.

Now you're a long way

from the Southside, George.

I'm talkin' to you. Did you come

here to open a shooting gallery?

I want you to write down the names

of your superiors and contacts.

Why don't you kiss my ass?

- Perhaps you didn't hear me.

- Eliot?

- You've broken the law...

- Eliot!

You can be tough in Leavenworth

for 30 years.

- You're going inside for all day!

- Is that what you want?

- Eliot!

- What?!

Look at this!

- Look at this!

- What is this?

What is this?

You got a lot of money changing

hands in this book.

What is this, 'war'?

And 'police precincts'?

And you got a heading here...

'Circuit Court'.

You got a heading here,

'Circuit Court'. What is this?

Nothin'. There's nothin'

you can make out of it.

If any of these coded entries

indicate payment to Capone,

then we can put Capone away.

- Which entry is Al Capone?

- A. Costa, is that his code name?

You'll do the whole thing

in the joint unless you help us.

Translate this ledger for us!

- In hell.

- In hell?!

You will hang high

unless you cooperate.

This man can finger Al Capone,

put him behind bars.

Why don't you guys just f*** off?!

I'm not f***in' with you! We'll have

that information one way or another.

- Not that way. Out.

- You're gonna talk!

You're gonna be beggin' to talk!

- You dirty son-of-a-b*tch!

- Enough out of you.

Hey, come on, you, on your feet!

I need you to help me

to translate this book!

I'm not gonna ask you a second time.

I'm gonna count to three.

What's the matter? Can't you talk

with a gun in your mouth?

One.

Two!

Three.

I'm gonna talk!

Don't! I'm gonna tell ya whatever

ya want. What do ya want to know?

Now, don't let him clean himself

until after he talks.

Now, ask him what you want to know.

All right... Okay, I want to know

the name of the bookkeeper.

I want a complete translation

of the code. I want a complete...

Mister Ness!

I do not approve of your methods!

Yeah? Well, you're not from Chicago.

- What?

- They got the shipment.

- What?!

- They got the whole shipment.

- I want that son-of-a-b*tch dead!

- We're trying to locate...

What am I, alone in this world? Did I

ask you what you're tryin' to do?

I want you to get this f*** where he

breathes! I want Eliot Ness dead!

I want his family dead,

his house burnt to the ground!

I want to piss on his ashes!

Look at this guy, this guy,

he's so serious.

- Well, he's got a lot on his mind.

- He does?

- Yes.

- Like what?

Like what his name is.

John, I thought that was all settled.

I thought we liked John.

I suppose his middle name

will be Law.

No... it'll be Edgar.

- It'll be J. Edgar...

- I don't think so.

God, you're beautiful.

You should have seen us last night.

I know. I should have been here.

I wanted to be here.

I know. I understand, I do.

Just tell me, are you being careful?

- Careful as mice.

- Are you making progress?

- Progress?

- Yes?

Mrs. Ness, I think your husband

just became the man who got Al Capone.

Gentlemen! A subpoena was issued

for Alphonse Capone

by my office this morning,

for the crime of evading

and conspiring to evade

Federal Income Tax.

- What's the maximum he could get?

- If convicted on all counts,

Mr. Capone could have

up to 28 years.

Excuse me, that's all. Thank you.

The car's in the yard. When ya get

him there, don't answer the phone.

- We'll call, let it ring...

- Twice.

- We'll call...

- From the corner.

- Anybody knocks on the door...

- Come out shooting. I got it.

You enjoy the tactical aspects

of law enforcement, Oscar?

Much more diverting

than accounting.

I'm bein' good to you,

you got to be good to me.

We made a deal,

we're gonna stick to it, okay?

Oh, yes, much more diverting

than accounting.

Okay, we see yous tonight.

All right, all the way down

and no stops.

...he's been saying,

"I will speak up."

For which I must commend

the excellent work

of Eliot Ness

and his squad of Untouchables.

- What was it, a boy or a girl?

- Boy.

- Congratulations! What's his name?

- John.

- John?

- Yeah. John James.

- So she's okay?

- Yeah, she's okay.

In fact, when she gets out,

she wants to repaint the house.

Then she'll find the house too small,

you'll have to move.

- Goodness, it's nice to be married.

- If you can stand the pain.

Mr. Burns, where's Mr. Wallace?

Didn't you see him? He just went

down in the service elevator.

- You keep an eye out at all times...

- Take it easy, we'll be fine.

They are going to...

- Did he say the service elevator?

- Yes.

- Wallace! Wallace!

- Here, let's take the stairs.

Oh, no.

- No, no!

- Easy... Easy!

Oscar.

Oh, Jesus.

You gonna be all right?

It's always a crime when a young guy

goes down in the line, Jimmy.

I'd hate to see it happen

to someone I know.

Sometimes it's better

not to get involved.

Jimmy!

Take a day off.

Get out of the city for a while.

You know what I mean?

- Al Capone.

- We have no Mr. Capone...

- I know, get him.

- We have no Mr. Capone...

I said...

- Something you want here?

- My friend was killed today.

- I don't care.

- You don't care.

Now he does.

Come on here, Capone. You want

to fight? You and me, right here?

That's it, come on!

You afraid to come out from behind

your men, to stand up for yourself?

- You want to do the mat now?

- Yeah! Come on, you son-of-a-b*tch!

- What?

- Easy.

You talk to me like that in front

of my son? F*** you and your family!

Easy. It's me. It's me!

Not this way.

You f***, you got nothin'!

You're nothin' but talk and a badge.

You're here because you got nothin'

in court, no bookkeeper, nothin'!

If you were a man, you would've done

it now! You got nothin', you punk!

Well, no, I understand.

Believe me, I understand.

Well, what's happened?

He says he can't be unprotected.

What is it that the guy says?

He says he won't make

a fool out of himself,

and he won't go into court

without a witness.

So tomorrow morning the D.A. Will

announce that he's dropping the case.

- He's gonna give up.

- He won't do it without a witness.

We have Wallace's files

and the ledgers.

There's a time when I think

you have to cut your losses.

Hello?

Hello.

Yes.

No, he didn't have a family.

How is everything there?

No, you do it however you want.

I promise I will.

You give her my love.

I love you, too.

Mr. Ness, we got a ledger here listing

payments to Chicago City officials.

- We got Al Capone, Frank Nitti...

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