The Scarface Mob Page #4

There's other ways to handle this.

A grand.

Just asked Nitti if he should stick

the knife in your back.

Drop it. Drop it.

Move back.

Okay, a grand.

Leave him to me.

Leave him to me.

Ness turned over the bribe to the

Federal District Attorney's Office.

One thousand dollars.

Then, within the next week,

the squad shut down

six Capone distilleries.

From this activity,

Ness got expected results.

I gave them every cent.

I didn't hold out.

What do you think I am?

Frank, why would I hold out?

I gave it to them. Every penny,

every nickel, every dime.

You get hold of those guys.

You hold those guys,

you tell them to lay off.

Otherwise, you tell them

there's gonna be real trouble.

Real trouble.

Tell them.

What's the matter, you crazy?

I got you a deal.

- Sure, Johnny.

- Frank Nitti himself.

He made it himself, and now

you go knocking over the stills.

- Lay off, he says, he means it.

- It's still the small stuff.

- Stills we can find.

- Six stills you knocked off.

You guys, you know

what you're doing to me?

They worked me over already.

Nitti is saying I double-crossed him.

He says I'm holding out.

- You know what can happen to me?

- It's happening, Johnny.

- I'm arresting you for bribery.

- What do you wanna do that for?

- You gave us the money.

- You're wasting your time.

- I'll be sprung before morning.

- I know.

The minute they hear I'm booked,

they'll...

They'll know where you are,

Johnny?

Hey, I'm hot. I'll end up in a ditch,

a hole in my head.

Do you want me

on your conscience?

You can buy your way out, Johnny.

You cops, you're all robbers.

How much you want? Come on,

tell me. How much you want?

- Not a cent.

- You're crazy.

- I ask you, how much, how much?

- The breweries.

I said we're looking for something

bigger than the stills,

something harder to find.

- We want the breweries.

- How would I know

- where there's a brewery?

- Johnny.

- You think they tell me?

- Okay. Let's go.

Hey, wait, wait.

I know one.

One.

I tell you where it is,

you help me out of town, okay?

No double-cross. A deal?

One.

Where is it, Johnny?

The breweries were the heart

of the Capone empire,

the heart and the Achilles' heel.

Stills producing booze could be set up

quickly and inexpensively.

Breweries represented

great investments of time and money,

and very great profits.

So they were artfully concealed,

and further protected

by huge payments of graft.

In the 11 months

before the night of July 28th,

not one Capone brewery

had been touched by any

law enforcement agency in Chicago.

Steel.

Steel door in the rear too.

Hey, Mr. Ness.

They got out through here.

They caught on.

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