Gangster Land Page #2

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- Yeah, of course.

- So what do you say?

Look, if you don't like

it, no hard feelings.

- I tell ya, this

prohibition, it's the

best thing that

ever happened to me.

- Yeah?

That's funny, my pop

says the same thing.

- What the hell?

- Step out

of the truck please.

- What's in the truck?

- Groceries.

- Oh, yeah?

The liquid kind?

Let's take a look.

- Come on, guys.

Is that really necessary?

- Shut your mouth, alright?

We're going to have to

confiscate this truck.

- So, what's the tally?

- Just under a hundred

thousand dollars this month.

- That's it?

- No, that can't be right.

What about all the booze we've

been swipin' from Capone?

We're saving a bundle not

having to buy own own trucks!

- It's really none of my

business, Mr. o'banion,

but torrio and Capone are still

bringing in more

money than you are,

and it's largely due

to their brothels.

If you're asking me.

- Well, I didn't!

But if you ask me,

I'll tell you this.

Booze is one thing, but

the holy mother would

never forgive me for

startin' cat houses up here.

That may be okay for those

spaghetti bendin' pimps,

but not for me!

As a matter of

fact, I'll bet that

some of the boys on our

payroll chasin' wops

out of this

neighborhood right now!

- These books are being

cooked, you will be, too.

- Cheers.

See, what did I yell ya?

I knew I had it handled.

- So, nice work, young man.

- Thank you, Mr. torrio.

- Want a taste of

Canada's finest?

- No, thanks.

I'm still in training

for my fights.

- An Italian that doesn't drink.

Okay.

So what do you like?

You like gambling,

like women, what?

- I never had no

money for gambling,

or women, for that matter.

- We got a ton of whore houses

on the south side, my treat.

- Yeah, but you

have to watch out

because you're not

gonna find one whore

in any of those places

that this mamaluc'

hasn't already

f***ed and tainted.

- Hey, you gotta test 'em out,

make sure they know

what they're doin'.

- Nah, that's okay.

- What do you like?

You like nightclubs?

You like music?

- You mean like jazz?

- Sure.

- Yeah, I love jazz.

- Alright, alright.

Al, you have take this young man

to the four deuces,

it's all my treat.

- Okay, torrio.

- Where?

- This, this is torrio's

place, enjoy yourself.

Besides, I gotta see

some professional ladies

who could use my company.

Have fun, kid.

- For you, sir?

- Club soda.

- Hey doll, let me

buy you a drink.

- Get your paws off.

- It's just a drink.

- I said leave me alone!

- I think the lady said

that she's not interested.

- F*** you.

- Come on.

- My hero.

- Nah, you probably could've

handled him yourself.

- Lulu.

- Jack.

- Okay, it's Louise, but

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