Scarface Page #4

That make no difference.

To him, you're just

another girl.

Someday when he need you, he

mix you up in his business...

just like anyone else, and he's

gonna make you bad like him.

He can't make me do

anything I don't want to.

I'm gonna live my own life.

I can take care of myself.

Yeah? All the time,

Tony say like that.

Afterward, he no

belong to me no more.

He's-a no good,

and now you start to be

just like him.

No, I'm not.

Don't worry about me.

I'll get along

all right.

Hey.

Thank you.

Thank you.

That's all right, boys. Just

changin' the name on the door.

Meet the new president...

Johnny Lovo.

Hiya, boys.

Where's Berdini,

Zeigler, Meehan?

Anybody see 'em?

I did.

They ain't comin'.

Is that all they said?

- They said you could take a flyin'...

- Okay, okay.

Now we know

where they stand.

All right, you guys, I'm

makin' a speech. Here it is.

Big Louie gets a wad of dough,

and then he gets soft.

He lets you guys come

into the South Side and run beer.

Well, I'm gonna change it, see?

You can still stay in,

but, from now on,

you're operatin'the way I say.

Are you askin' us

or telling us?

I'm tellin' ya. We're gonna get

organized, and I'm gonna handle the works.

It's gonna mean twice as much dough

for everybody and half as much trouble.

- You got somethin' figured out, Johnny?

- Everything.

Not being able to get it's gonna

make this town thirstier than ever.

Runnin' beer ain't a nickel game anymore. It's

a business. I'm gonna run it like a business.

Swell. We've been cuttin' each

other's throats long enough.

There are 3,000 saloons on the South Side...

half a million customers. Figure that out.

Add up what they're gonna lay on the line

every year for drinks, and nobody in charge.

- So you're going to be it.

- Yeah, it. That's me.

I make my own beer,

and I got my own trucks.

I don't have to go

into business with nobody.

Where you goin'?

Who wants to know?

You sit down here, and don't

interrupt the president no more.

All right, President.

Well, are the rest

of you guys in or out?

- What about Meehan?

- Yeah. Berdini and Zeigler?

Why, they been sellin' to

700, 800 joints between them.

Yeah? Well, from now on, they're

out. Those joints buy from us.

Sure. If you try to sell

at one of those places,

Meehan'll turn this side of the

town into a shootin' gallery.

Fine. Anything he starts,

we'll finish.

You guys don't have to worry.

All you gotta do is to haul beer.

Yeah? Well, who's gonna stick his

neck in those joints to get the orders?

- My friend Tony Camonte.

- Yeah. I'm what he call "a good salesman. "

Hey, I start right now

to get orders, hey, boss?

All you can get. Go to it. Hey.

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