Monsieur Gangster Page #2

Three guys are breaking up the game.

- It happens often?

- Never.

I guess we can negotiate.

If you want to get home fast,

take a look.

It's right on your road.

Don't worry about the Volfonis.

"The toad's spittle

does not halt the caravan."

Mind if we go together?

I don't mind

but you might not like it.

I'll let you know.

ls he a phony big wheel

or a real sucker?

To me, he's nothing.

One phone call

and, ten minutes later,

he doesn't exist.

They look stupid ,

but I wouldn't trust them.

They're experts.

The Volfoni brothers

know gambling.

They've raked in chips

all the way to Las Vegas.

What about the pretty boy?

The Kraut?

He puts out the booze.

Times change.

The Mexican never hired

fags like him before.

I guess he was getting old.

He even helped out

Foreign Legion guys.

If it was for charity,

that's another matter!

This is the Tomato's pitch.

I thought it was a big deal.

It's a shack.

The Tomato says...

a gambler only looks at the table.

He doesn't even see

what's around him.

Get down !

On foot, they'd have had a chance.

But no one likes

ground combat anymore.

The infantry spirit is dead.

It's a shame.

Who planted them?

The Volfonis?

It might be one of their jokes.

Let's not rush things.

They may be expecting us again.

I'm not giving orders...

but stay in the rear.

On the retreat from Moscow,

the guys in the rear got it.

You made all the noise?

Excuse me.

- Mr Fernand , the new boss.

- I didn't know.

Now you do.

I'm the Tomato.

I run the place.

Why all the shooting?

Nobody would jump you here.

Somebody did.

Send Freddy out to clean up.

There's a heap outside

with two guys in it. Looks messy.

- Where are the others?

- What others?

The guys raising hell.

Raising hell here?

I don't get it.

Neither do I.

Didn't you call us?

It's been a very quiet night.

There must be a misunderstanding.

Henri's number?

Henri won't be

explaining anything...

to anyone.

Three sudden deaths

inside half an hour.

inheritance taxes

are really high.

The Mexican told the occupant

he could live here until his death.

Three months later...

an unfortunate accident.

What a buy!

He's dead.

We couldn't get here right away.

We had some litigation.

Besides...

somebody knocked off Henri.

The Volfonis?

When the lion dies,

the jackals fight over his empire.

Charlemagne's sons

did the same thing.

I'm Mr Folace, attorney.

I regret the circumstances

of our meeting.

Your room is ready.

The Mexican gave orders.

That's very kind , but...

I'd like to settle

everything today.

Were you a very old friend of Louis?

His oldest friend.

Miss Patricia will be sad.

The subject is forbidden.

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