The Untouchables Page #3

Andy! She's boilin' over!

- Mr. Ness?

- Yes.

Oscar Wallace.

I've been assigned here

by the Washington Bureau.

- Really?

- Yes.

Well, I'm glad to have you here,

Mr. Wallace. Would you excuse me?

We are a little in the dark here,

but any ideas you may have...

Well, actually, yes, sir, I do.

And the one I want to try first...

is this.

He has not filed a return since 1926.

- A return?

- An income tax return.

- Income tax.

- Yes, sir.

- What do you do at the Bureau?

- Oh, I'm an accountant.

- An accountant?

- Yes, and the Bureau sent me here...

Would you excuse me?

Please.

Okay. Let's go.

- Where are we going?

- These walls have ears.

You said you wanted to know

how to get Capone.

Do you really want to get him?

You see what I'm saying?

- What are you prepared to do?

- Everything within the law.

And then what are you

prepared to do?

If you open the ball

on these people,

you must be prepared

to go all the way.

Because they won't give up the fight

until one of you is dead.

I want to get Capone.

I don't know how.

Here's how you get Capone:

He pulls a knife, you pull a gun.

He sends one of yours to hospital,

you send one of his to the morgue!

That's the Chicago way!

And that's how you get Capone.

Now, do you want to do that?

Are you ready to do that?

I'm making you a deal.

Do you want this deal?

I have sworn to put this man away,

with any and all legal means

at my disposal, and I will do so.

Well, the Lord hates a coward.

Do you know what a blood oath is,

Mr. Ness?

- Yes.

- Good. 'Cause you just took one.

How do you think Capone knew

about your raid the other night?

- Somebody on the cops told him.

- Right. Welcome to Chicago.

This town stinks

like a whorehouse at low tide.

First, who can you trust?

Nobody. The cops, nobody.

- 'Cause nobody wants you here.

- Then why are you helping me?

Because I swore to uphold the law.

And if you believe that,

I'll tell you another.

- Now, who can you trust?

- I can trust nobody.

- That's the sorry truth.

- Then, where are we gonna get help?

If you're afraid of getting a rotten

apple, don't go to the barrel.

Get it off the tree.

Get it off the tree...

Finger out of the trigger guard!

Eject those cartridges!

Lay the revolver on the ledge

and stand back!

About face!

Barry! I want you to meet

Mr. Eliot Ness.

Treasury Department. How are you?

We need a recruit for extended duty.

He is to be seconded to the Treasury

Department. We have the full...

Barry? Who is consistently

the best shot of this class?

- Williamson and Stone.

- Call them out, one at a time.

- Are either of the men married?

- No.

- Good.

- Williamson!

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