Live by Night Page #2
We're not less than you.
- I never said you were..
- Oh, well, he did.
F*** him! Ok? I love you.
You can glow so easy.
It can be.
- Come here.
- I don't want to. Leave me.
- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry..Let go.
Spare two bits?
Thanks a lot.
Joe Coughlin.
I Got an invitation.
Go ahead.
Joseph?
Joe Coughlin, yeah.
Do you know who I am?
I know enough to show
up here when I'm asked..
My name is Maso Pescatore.
I run the North End and
liquor coming up from Florida.
I'm the man with the power
over mens' lives in my hand
but the truth is...
...I'm just a simple wop
from the old country.
Today,
my only true rival is Albert White.
When that is no
longer the case...
we can see an end to the fighting
that has plagued this town.
Well, I got no beef with you.
But I don't truck with gangsters.
not even a sheik like you..
You do soup jobs and stickups,
but you're not a gangster.
- What does that make you?
- I don't know.
An outlaw, I guess. I just don't
want any part of that life.
How many things, good or bad,
come to us whether we
ask for them or not?
For example, one of my men
saw you with a young lady...
Well, not so much a lady,
but 'puttana moll'...
whose date is Albert White.
So, it no longer matters
so much what you want.
You're in this life and
it can only end two ways.
One. You get to Albert
and put an end to him.
Two. I tell Albert about the girl.
and he gets to you first.
Like I said, I ain't a gangster.
I've done enough killin'
in this life.
If you want to tell your enemy
some rumor you heard, go ahead.
If I kill Albert White,
someone's just going to
jump up and take his place.
And I'll be married to the Pescatore
mob for the rest of my life.
I stopped kissing
rings a long time ago.
Good afternoon.
Do you think he told Albert?
No, I'd be dead already. Christ!
We could leave.
Where would we go?
Somewhere warm.
My brother Danny
lives in California.
Where?
I don't know. I haven't
talked to him for ten years.
He sent back a bunch
of postcards sayin'
he was doing stunts,
trying to be a writer.
God, I'd go to California.
I don't know much about
honest work, I gotta tell you.
Well,
who said anything about honest work?
Good!
We do what we want to do,
go where we want to go.
Sleep by day.
I got a job in Lawrence on Saturday,
then I'll be free.
Free to leave? Yeah, free to leave.
I have to see
you-know-who on Saturday.
F*** you, no! That's the idea..
Oh, come on, what's the alternative?
You want to wind up in the Charles?
I'm supposed to meet him
at the Statler on Saturday.
Turns him on to see me
when his wife's on his arm.
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