The Untouchables Page #6

I will.

Sorry, Mr. Payne, I can't hear you.

I said, I will.

You were in charge

of disbursements for Mr. Capone?

Yes, I was.

And you personally

distributed monies...

...vast, undeclared monies...

...to Mr. Capone?

Yes, I did.

Would you tell us the amounts?

In a three-year period I personally

disbursed monies to Mr. Capone

in excess of one

and a third million dollars.

Would you repeat that amount, please?

- One and a third million dollars.

- Thank you very much.

I don't understand it.

What does Capone have?

We're nailing the lid on his coffin,

and he's smiling.

The son-of-a-b*tch

is wearing a gun in court.

Get me the bailiff.

It'll be a fast trial.

The man in the front row wearing

a white suit is carrying a gun.

I don't want this to turn

into something. I'll lead you out.

Could we speak to you

a minute, please?

- Get up against it.

- You heard him. Now, up against it!

- What's this?

- Empty all your pockets, all of it.

- I've got a permit for that.

- Fine, let's see it.

- I'm not the one under indictment.

- Everything on the table.

- Let me see.

- Give him his gun back.

"To Whom It May Concern.

Please extend to the bearer,"

"Mr. Frank Nitti, all possible

courtesy and consideration."

"William Thompson,

Mayor of the City of Chicago."

I'm sorry, Mr. Ness,

you'll have to give it back.

Fine. But that man does not go

back into that courtroom.

- Do you understand me?

- Yes, sir.

to have a friend who lived there.

Don't. Let him go.

- No!

- Here, take it.

Here I am, Treasury Man.

Come on! Harass me!

What are you waitin' for?

Don't just stand there!

Harass me!

Don't push me.

- They're gonna burn you, buddy.

- Yeah?

Yeah. I'm gonna come see you burn,

you son-of-a-b*tch!

'Cause you killed my friend!

- He died like a pig.

- What did you say?

I said that your friend died

screaming like a stuck Irish pig.

Now you think about that

when I beat the rap.

Did he sound anything like that?

One picture, come on, one picture.

Mr. Ness, take a look at this.

Mr. Ness?

Mr. Ness, are you doin' okay?

I think you'd better see this.

- What is it?

- That's the jury list, Mr. Ness.

They've been bribed.

I got it out of Nitti's coat.

Where is Nitti?

He's in the car.

This constitutes no evidence.

I'm not about to allow...

Your Honor, the truth is that Capone

is a killer and he will go free.

There is only one way to deal with

such men, and that is hunt them down.

I have. I have forsworn myself.

I have broken laws I swore to defend.

I am content that I have done right.

That man must be stopped, you must...

I'll be the judge

of what I must do, Mr. Ness.

Would you excuse us?

- Bailiff.

- Yes, sir.

I want you to go next door

to Judge Hoffman's Court,

where they've just begun hearing

a divorce action.

I want you to bring that jury in here

and take this jury to his court.

- Are those instructions clear?

- Yes, sir, they're clear.

What's he talking about?

Bailiff, I want you

to switch the juries.

Your Honor, I object!

Overruled.

What did you tell him?

I told him his name was

in the ledger, too.

His name wasn't in the ledger!

Wait a second! Is this the law?

What's goin' on here?

- You're out of order.

- What's goin' on?

- I think...

- Do somethin' here.

What do I look like to you?

Do somethin'!

Order!

Your Honor, we'd like to withdraw

our plea of Not Guilty,

and enter a plea of Guilty.

- Guilty?

- Order in the court!

Order!

Bailiff! Bailiff!

Bailiff, clear the courtroom!

Eliot!

Your Honor!

Is that justice?

Please, why did he switch the jury?

Are you gonna go

after the organization?

Excuse me.

I'm askin' Your Honor,

is this justice?

Is this justice?

Never stop fighting

till the fight is done.

What did you say?

I said, never stop fighting

till the fight is done.

- What?

- You heard me, Capone. It's over.

You're nothin'

but a lot of talk and a badge.

Here endeth the lesson.

You're nothin'

but a lot of talk and a badge!

You're nothin'

but a lot of talk and a badge!

So much violence.

Cleaning up a little.

I guess this is goodbye.

Goodbye, George.

I want to... thank you for this.

No. Thank you.

Mr. Ness... I think he would have

wanted you to have that.

He'd have wanted a cop to have it.

I'm going home.

Mr. Ness!

Any comment for the record?

'The man who put

Al Capone on the spot.'

I just happened to be there

when the wheel went round.

They say they're going

to repeal prohibition.

- What will you do then?

- I think I'll have a drink.

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