The Young Americans Page #2

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Callow's not into drugs

and never has been.

No, protection.

A good, old-fashioned gangster.

Made a fortune in prison.

- Ran his own little empire, whitechapel

to bow. - Thanks for coming with us.

They loved him. Was probably drugs

that put him out of business.

It's a young man's poison.

It's a whole new world.

these old boys,

I never could understand them.

And now?

- Moved out to the suburbs.

Croydon somewhere. - Yeah, Surrey.

Who's the guy with the glasses?

Jack Doyle. Nightclub owner.

Last person to see Frank alive.

What did he have to say?

- Came in himself as soon as he heard.

- Couldn't tell us anything.

Sid!

Lewis is over there.

Hello, Lewis, Brian.

- Wouldn't have thought you'd have bothered.

- I had no problems with Frank.

Who's your friend?

One of our colleagues

from across the Atlantic.

Haven't we got

enough policemen?

You read the papers. We've got their crime,

we may as well have their coppers.

John Harris, Sidney Callow.

I've been to the states

a couple of times.

Disney World. I like it there.

The streets are spotless.

They hire a lot of people

to pick up the garbage.

- Where are you from?

- New York. You ever been there?

No.

I think you'd like it there.

What's going on, Lewis?

I thought you could tell me.

Nobody knows a thing.

Believe me, I've asked.

All I know is, nobody's

doing anything to stop it.

Was Frank getting

into anything new?

I don't think so.

Maybe it was what he

wasn't getting into.

If this goes on much longer, he's going

to be coming to us for protection.

Come on, let's get out

of here. I'm starving.

Don't worry, man.

Put your money away.

- I got enough of it... it's all right.

- Put your money away.

But this is what it's all about,

isn't it, Lionel? Money.

Nothing else.

Look, man, we don't take sh*t

anymore. We don't have to.

- What are you trying to say?

- What am I trying to say?

You don't get it, do ya?

You could have some of this.

We know somebody.

- Don't want to know, okay?

- Boy-oy-oy-oy!

We're giving you

a chance, boy.

What else have you got?

You got something better?

- Or are you better than us? - You ain't

better. Same prick with a portable phone.

You better watch what

you're saying, brother.

- I ain't your brother.

- You ain't nothing, f***!

- Big man.

- Yes.

Yeah, that's right!

Now if you want some of this,

you're not gonna be the first.

Let's go. Let's go, Lionel.

Come on.

- Watch your backs, boys.

- F*** off!

Oh, something's going down.

We've gotta take a look.

This is our neighborhood.

Ah, it's just kids.

- Stop the car!

- What?

Oh, for Christ's sake!

Step back, step back.

- Leave him! Leave him!

- Who the hell are you?

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