Scarface

That's the most I got is 3,000

bottle of creme de menthe.

You got things pretty much your

own way now, haven't you, Louie?

Sure. Everything is just fine.

Well, that's good, but Pete

was saying just tonight...

Ah.! He say that the South Side,

she's get outta line.

I say, what are we gonna do

with the South Side?

Let some of the other boys get

theirs too. I got all I want.

Johnny Lovo, he's talkin'

about starting something.

Yeah? He's lookin'

for trouble, eh?

Johnny's very foolish.

Look at me.

A man always gotta know

whether he's got it or not.

I got plenty. I got

house. I got automobile.

I got nice girl.

I got stomach trouble too.

Better get some sleep

here. All right, boys.

Well, she was a pretty

good party, eh?

Next week, I'm going

to give a party...

which the boys have never

seen nothing like it before.

We'll have much more music, much

more girls, much more everything.

Everybody should say, "Ah! Big Louie,

he sit on top of the world!" Eh?

Good-bye, Louie.

Good-bye, boys. Take-a good

"careful" of yourself, eh?

All right.

I see you some more.

Hello. I want

Lakeside 417, please.

Yeah. 417 Lakeside.

Sure.

That's the wrong num...

No. I want Lakeside 417.

Hello, Louie.

All right.

Hello?

Copy boy here.!

Copy boy.!

That's rotten!

"Costillo Slaying

Starts Gang War. "

That's what I want. I'm

workin' on that angle now.

I've got four men on it. Four?

You'll need 40 men on this story...

for the next five years.

You know what's happening?

This town is up for the grabs.

Get me?

You know, Costillo was the last

of the old-fashioned gang leaders.

There's a new crew coming out, and every

guy that's got money enough to buy a gun...

is gonna try to step

into his place.

You see? They'll be shooting each other like

rabbits for the control of the booze business.

You get it?

It'll be just like war.

That's it... war.

You put that in the lead.

War. "Gang war. "

Here come the coppers.

Hello, Rinaldo.

You coming along?

Where's Camonte?

Hello, Guarino.

Come on.

What's your hurry?

I'm gettin' a massage too.

We'll finish that

at headquarters.

Put your coat on.

I got lotsa time.

Who wants to see me?

The chief.

That kidney foot? Never

mind the jokes. Come on.

Hey, how's it look

in the back? Hmm?

Very good.

Mmm.

Come on, you rat!

Come on!

"Tony Camonte,

alias... Joe Black.

"Assault, carrying brass knuckles

and sap, DW, disturbing peace,

"street robbery on three counts,

loft burglary, violation Volstead Act.

"Indicted for murder

of Buck Kempner.

"Member Five Points Gang.

Came from New York, 1920.

At present, bodyguard and

strong arm for Louie Costillo. "

Bodyguard for Costillo, eh?

Pretty smart boy.

I suppose you didn't kill

Louie Costillo. Who, me?

That's very funny.

Big Louie and me,

we're like this.

Can I slap it out of him,

Chief?

I'll let you have him

in a little while, Ben.

This fella got ideas

I don't like.

Costillo hired you for a bodyguard.

Where were you at the shootin'?

I was havin'

my beauty sleep.

Where?

In a lady's house.

You want her name?

Phone number?

- She's very nice.

- We'll go into your alibis later.

You been hangin' around

Johnny Lovo, haven't you?

Lovo split with Big Louie.

What are you doing

at Lovo's house last week?

Now, listen, Tony.

I'm gonna give you a chance.

You play ball with me,

and I'll play ball with you.

Last night, you metJohnny

in Spinelli's Barber Shop.

What'd he give you money for?

Now, listen, you. What

kinda mug you think I am?

I don't know nothin', I don't see

nothin' and I don't hear nothin'.

And when I do,

I don't tell a cop.

- You understand?

- All right, Guarino, you can have him.

Thanks.

Come on, Tony. We'll take

a look at the goldfish.

Here's Epstein.

Hi, boys.

Hello, Chief.

All right,

let's have it.

Writ of habeas corpus for the release

ofTony Camonte and Guino Rinaldo.

Who gave it to you?

Flemming.

All right, gentlemen,

see ya later.

Hey, I-I don't go with this guy? No.

Listen to me. You come into this town and

you think you're headed somewhere, don't you?

You think you're gonna get there

with a gun, but you're not. Get me?

You know why? Because you got $1,000

bills pasted right across your eyes.

And someday you're gonna stumble

and fall down in the gutter,

right where the horses have been

standin'... right where you belong.

Hmm. You've got me

all figured out, huh?

I've spent my life mixin' with your

breed, and I don't like it. Get me?

You can hide behind a lot

of red tape, crooked lawyers,

politicians with the "gimmes," writs of

habeas corpus, witnesses that don't remember,

but we'll get through to you

just like we got all the rest.

Oh, maybe me, I'm

different. No, you're not.

Take your gun away and get you in

a tough spot, and you'll squeal...

like all the other rats.

You're gonna get me, eh?

In your particular case,

I'd give up a month's pay

for the job.

Are you gonna see Lovo?

Yeah. Right away.

Tell him to stay under

cover. I'll come up tomorrow.

Hey, what's this writ

you got me out on?

Habeas corpus... " deliver the body.

" Can't hold you without booking you.

No matter what they think

you've done. That's a fine idea.

You tell Flemming

I want lots of them.

Hi, boss. Come in, Tony. Glad to see ya.

Hey. That's

pretty hot.

Silk.

Expensive, huh?

I see that Epstein got

to you in time. Yeah.

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