Little Caesar Page #2

- Hello, Mr. Montana.

- Hello.

Hello.

- Hello, Arnie.

- Hello, how are you?

- Hello, Vettori.

- Hello, boss.

Cigar?

Thanks.

Thanks, Arnie.

Sit down, boys.

I got something to tell you.

A message from the Big Boy.

Now, listen. Here's the lowdown.

- The Big Boy says...

- Just a minute, boss.

Hey, you.

Nobody asked you

to be butting in here, did they?

- Screw, mug.

- You ain't giving me orders.

- You're a fresh guy, huh?

- Take it easy, Rico.

You go out there and wait for me.

Jake with me, boss.

Now, listen, boys.

Watch this guy McClure...

...what's head of the

new crime commission.

He's putting the screws on,

and make no mistake about him.

Now, the Big Boy wants me

to tell you guys...

...to put the chains on your gorillas

for the next few months.

Because if any of them go too far,

it'll be just too bad.

I've never seen nobody

the Big Boy couldn't get to.

He can fix anything.

That's why he's the Big Boy.

This bird McClure will be pie for him.

- He'll twist him around his little finger.

- Don't kid yourself.

Nobody' s squaring nothing with McClure.

Not even the Big Boy.

Small jobs, that' s different.

We could spring guys for them.

But shooting?

No, sir.

It' s guys like this torpedo of yours

that cause all the trou ble.

Who, Rico?

He's all right. He's a little quick on the

trigger, but that' s because he' s new.

Yeah? Well, it' s us

that' II swing for him...

...if he shoots

at the wrong time.

Now, remember what I told you.

Come on. So long.

And you.

You take it easy

with that cannon of yours.

Did you hear me?

Yes, Mr. Montana.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Do yourself a favor, will you, Rico?

Leave your gat home on the piano

the next job you pull.

Yeah, park it next to your mil k bottle.

Hey. Run your own mob, Arnie.

I'll take care of mine.

Yeah, I'll park it.

I don't need no cannon to take care

of guys like you, Mr. Lorch.

Yeah, we gotta be careful.

Little Arnie's interested

in this here nightclu b.

- Lf it ever gets out who pulled the job...

- They' II never get wise to us.

They' re careless,

but they' ve never been tapped.

Yeah, but I don't like the whole business.

Neither do I, Sam. Honest, I don't.

I couldn't sleep last night.

I was up worried.

I don't want to take any chances. Not now

the way they' re closing down on us.

What' s the matter, Tony, getting yellow?

No, but, geez, none of us

wanna hang, do we?

You'd like to quit, wouldn't you?

You'd like to run out on us.

- You're yellow, you dirty...

- Wait a minute, Rico.

Where do you get that yellow stuff?

You want to know who' s yellow,

I'll tell you.

Joe Massara, your pal.

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