The Untouchables Page #5
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- Year:
- 1987
- 119 min
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- I think that's enough for today.
- If we don't stay on top...
- That'll do. Thank you.
I'd like to request to stick around.
- We got to bust these guys.
- I know we got to.
Is that it?
- I'm sorry?
- You heard me.
My question is, are we done?
Yes, I think we're done.
So we sat in at a game
that was above our head?
It appears so.
It appears so to Mr. Wallace.
He's dead! And the D.A.
Is gonna drop the case!
He will not go into court
without a witness
and without Capone's bookkeeper,
Walter Payne.
- What are you prepared to do now?
- What would you have me do?
I have taken this
as far as it can go.
- What did your wife want?
- She wanted to know if I was...
- My wife?
- Yeah.
She wanted to know
if I was all right.
It's nice being married, eh?
Yes.
She's sitting in some room surrounded
by people she doesn't know,
going over...
kitchen color charts or something.
Some part of the world still cares
Eliot, I want you to do
one more thing for me.
Get back to the D.A. And stall him.
- Wait a minute, stall him with what?
- Just do as I say.
I think I know how to find this guy.
Walter?
Al says we got to get out of town
until he can fix this subpoena thing.
We're leavin' tonight.
Two ball, down.
Mike, you got a minute?
I do now, don't I?
And what are you doin'
in a club for cops, Jimmy?
This is a place for cops.
Can we step outside?
All right, all right,
but I got nothin' to say to ya.
Where the hell are we going, for a
swim? Get out of the rain, you fool.
What? What?!
I just need one more
piece of information.
One more? Jimmy!
- I just risked my life for ya.
- I need to find that bookkeeper.
Are you crazy? You're crazy.
I warned you to get out of town.
- If they knew it was me, I'm dead.
- I need to find that bookkeeper.
You're f***in' nuts, man!
You're out of your f***in' mind!
And I tried to save your life.
Get your hands off. You owe me,
Jimmy, I don't owe you nothin'.
- We're your people!
You?! You f***in' run with the dagos!
They've ruined this town.
For ten years I can't say that I'm
a cop for the sh*t that's goin' on!
Ah, bullshit! F***in' bullshit!
Look at yourself! Look at yourself!
Go on and live the charade, with your
soft clothes and federal stooges.
- What do you think he's gonna do?
- Keep your mouth off that!
I need to know where this guy is,
and I need to know now!
I'm gonna rat you out for all the sh*t
that I know that you've done!
I'm gonna turn you over!
- This is a dead man talkin' to me.
- Is it?
You're dead.
Who the hell do ya think ya are?
I'll have your ass hangin'
from the flagpole in the mornin'.
Let's cut the woofing, pal.
You tell me,
or you're going to hospital
or the f***in' morgue!
and we'll have a case.
Yes? On what basis?
I'm not gonna make a fool...
Don't tell me about
makin' a fool out of yourself.
I have men out there
risking more than that.
We have a lead,
and we are following that lead
at risk to more than our standing.
So don't you dare stop now.
- Yeah, Stone.
- Give me Ness.
He's at the D.A.'s.
Tell him I know where Payne is
and to meet me at my place.
- Al! Al!
- Mr. Capone!
- I'm gonna tell ya somethin'.
Somebody messes with me,
I'm gonna mess with him.
Somebody steals from me,
I'm gonna say 'you stole',
not talk to him
for spittin' on the sidewalk.
You understand?
Now, I have done nothing
to hurt these people.
But they're angered at me.
So what do they do?
Doctor up some income tax, for which
they got no case, to annoy me.
To speak to me like men? No.
I pray to God that
if I ever have a grievance,
I would have
just a little more self respect.
I'll tell you one more thing.
In an all-out prize fight,
when one guy's left standing,
that's how you know who won.
Isn't that just like a wop?
Brings a knife to a gun fight.
Get out of here, ya dago bastard!
Go on, get your ass out of here!
Shots! Shots! I heard shots!
Stay back, everybody stay back,
right now.
Round the back.
Malone!
Malone.
Goddamn! Stone!
Stone!
The phone!
Oh, God. Call an ambulance!
This is Stone, Treasury Department,
- What?
- 1634 Racine!
This? You want this?
You want this?
What?
- Bookkeeper.
- What?
- Book...
- The bookkeeper?
- Bookkeeper!
- The bookkeeper? What?
- The bookkeeper, he's on this train?
- Yes.
He's on this train.
Now! What are you prepared to do?!
No. Malone. No.
Stay. Stay.
Stay! Malone...
No. No, no!
Not this... Not this man...
Train's leavin' for Miami
We'll be there.
The bookkeeper's no good to us dead.
- Stone?
- Yes, sir.
Cover the south entrance.
We're almost home.
We're almost home.
Your attention, please. The Miami
Flier departs at 12.05 from 33.
All aboard.
Stay right there.
Stay right there.
Stay right there.
Stay right there, honey.
Your attention, please.
The Miami Flier, leaving at 12.05,
All aboard!
Just here.
I'm just gonna leave this right here.
Your attention, please.
The Miami Flier, leaving at 12.05,
All aboard!
One more. Here we go.
Here we go. You ready?
I'm right here, honey. Here we go.
Your attention, please.
May I have your attention, please?
This is the final call
for the Miami Flier,
leaving at 12.05 on track 33.
All aboard!
- Here, let me. Get your bags.
- Oh, thank you so much. Thank you.
Are you all right? Thank you.
You're such a gentleman.
It's so kind of you to help me.
I really wasn't sure
if we'd make it or not.
Is there some problem
I can help you with?
- No.
- I really can't thank you enough.
Isn't this fun? You're being
such a good boy, sweetheart.
Thank you again,
this is so wonderful.
Thank you, sir.
Please, let me take it from here.
You've been such a great help.
Thank you so much.
We're almost there.
I'll take it from here, sir.
Thank you very much for your help.
Don't cry, sweetheart.
We're almost home.
Is something wrong?
Sir?
Come on!
Come on, let's get out of here.
- What are you doin'?
- Shut up!
- What are you doin'?
- Shut the f*** up!
- Hold it!
- Please...
- My baby!
- Stay there. He's all right.
I said hold it!
I'm walkin' out with the bookkeeper.
The bookkeeper and me
are drivin' away.
See? Or else he dies.
He dies, and you ain't got nothin'.
You got five seconds
to make up your mind.
- I'll tell ya what ya want to know!
- Shut up! I'm not kiddin'!
He's crazy! Don't let him do this,
I'll tell you what you want to know!
- You got him?
- Yeah, I got him.
- One!
- Will you stop it!
Take him.
Two.
The two coded entries
in this ledger
represent cash disbursement
to all levels of city officials,
members of the police
and to Alphonse Capone.
- That's correct.
- Excuse me?
I said that is correct.
And you will decipher
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