نخستین 200 خط.
Okay, break's over.
Okay, slowly, bring her down.
Easy, easy. Good, good.
Hold up, hold up!
Go left!
Bring her down.
From the Book of Deuteronomy, 24:14,
"Thou shall not oppress a hired servant who is poor and needy,
"whether he be of thy brethren or of thy strangers that are in thy land,
"within thy gates."
Brothers, the Lord knew that fairness was not something
to be parceled out by those in power like so many crusts of bread!
The Lord knew
that decency and fairness were a commitment,
a promise to those who served faithfully that they too will be served in turn.
- Amen. Amen.
So that the strong and the weak shall know each other.
- And know the truth. - Amen.
That the strong are not as mighty as they may think.
And the weak, have mercy,
not as feeble as they may appear.
The Lord knew that civility was not just an accommodation.
The Lord knew, in his infinite wisdom,
that decency and fairness was a solemn Christian duty to those...
Are you the man to see?
Unless there's someone else in here with his thumb in his ass.
We're not moving!
Nucky Thompson sent me.
I thought he hung them up.
A man can't have a hobby?
There's not a lot of call for oats at the moment.
We got children at home we got to feed, too!
This place can't profit without us!
Where would those fancy places be without us?
That real?
Straight from the old girl's tit.
Y'all can afford to pay us 10 cents more.
Thirty dollars a case.
It's less than half the going rate.
We want fair wages!
We work just as hard.
Who's gonna serve it?
They'll be back.
Are you an expert on labor relations?
I know what an empty stomach feels like.
We're gonna stay out here as long as it takes.
Someday this strike will end, sir.
And so will our deal on this fine Irish whiskey.
We're gonna stay on strike till they treat us fair.
Get me 400 cases.
You seem quite at home with this.
Yeah, being the oldest of seven children,
it's always been.
My mother tells the story of how, when I am six,
I try to feed my baby sister through my bosom.
I wish I had milk for you.
Yeah, I do.
Yeah, I do.
There's some money for groceries.
Some shortbread cookies would...
When did this come?
Why didn't I get this?
Yesterday. I leave it for you there.
I am to receive all correspondence from Mrs. Van Alden immediately.
Yeah. I thought you see it.
Oh, come on.
Give the burp for to me.
-(WAILING) {SHUSHES)
Mrs. Schroeder.
- Mr. Thompson. - Dr. Holt.
It's nice to see you.
This is Theodore.
What do you say?
How do you do, sir?
- How is she, Doctor? - Sleeping.
Bit of a rough patch.
Nausea and such.
Why did no one ring me?
I would've stayed the night.
I know how hard this is for you, but she's in good hands here.
She'll need your love and patience later on.
Later when?
You can go on in if you'd like.
Come on, slugger. But very quiet.
Little cat feet.
Her lungs are sound,
nerves to the heart and upper limbs seem unaffected,
but the damage to her legs could be extensive.
Will she be crippled?
At this stage it's impossible to say.
I've seen children worse than her make a complete recovery.
Mr. Thompson is a man of means.
If there's anything to be done...
I wish it were as simple as money.
There are things that are out of our control, as much as I want to tell you otherwise.
My little girl?
She's nine.
She says a prayer for these kids every night.
She doesn't know them.
I never taught her to do it.
You're meant to ask God to intercede for others.
I've always found it hard not to ask for myself.
We'll get the results from the latest test by Friday
and have an answer then.
Go in and see your daughter.
Okay, dear, come on.
Right foot first.
There you go.
Now, isn't that getting easier?
Good boy.
Good morning, my darling.
How are you feeling?
All right.
We missed you so much.
And look what I brought.
What happened to Miss Wheatley?
This is Miss Wheatley's sister.
She's here to visit and she insisted on seeing you.
Here.
Do you like her lovely curly hair?
Is it like yours?
Your hair's prettier.
(CHUCKLING) She's very pretty.
(IN FEMININE TONE) Hi, Emily.
See her lovely bow?
How nice.
Hey, bring it over here!
Harvey, that box? Step on it.
Jesus. Easy.
We're not making popskull here.
Hiya, boys.
Checking up on your investment?
- Yeah, try not to lose this batch. -(MICKEY GIGGLES)
"Property of the US Government." (LAUGHS)
Not anymore, it ain't.
To George Remus.
So how long?
We're halfway done.
A week around the clock will take care of the rest.
That's too long.
Must got the 10 guys.
Hire 50.
You got those spooks marching on the Boardwalk,
pinch a few of them.
Chalky will love that.
I didn't say ask his permission.
I gotta unload this stuff, get home.
Fuckin' Torrio is on my ass.
Rothstein is sniffing around, too. He knows something's up.
Yeah, we all got business, right?
There's Manny Horvitz, too. - Yeah, what about him?
He's running a special on lips and assholes this week.
- What do you think? - Fuckin' pay him already.
- Cash? - Booze, whatever.
He's Waxey Gordon's problem now, not mine.
Darmody, hold up.
I want to show you something.
What are youse looking at? Get back to work.
You can sniff it, smoke it or inject it.
- Nice, Sal. You movin' Chink drugs now? - It ain't hop,
it's heroin.
And Iwouldn't think a whoremeister'd pass judgment.
Heroin delivers a higher dose of opiates to the brain than opium.
Which makes for a happier customer.
No bottles, no barrels.
A million bucks in a suitcase.
What's the bank?
- Huh? - Who's gonna buy it?
You got your artist types, people uptown. I seen this one...
- How many? - Their numbers may be very small right now,
-but they're very enthusiastic. - Here.
Get a few samples out to the locals.
All right, that's great.
But before you start squawking again, how about getting this out to the locals?
I don't know what to tell you, Nucky. I'm extremely disappointed.
Okay, try that again.
Only this time leave out the part where you sound like my mother.
This Esther Randolph, she's relentless.
The trial will be in Camden. I've made calls.
You've made calls?
Worth every penny.
Daugherty?
Says he did what he could, that you two are square.
Your desk is ready for use.
You hear that, Icky?
My desk, which used to be in my suite when I ran the fucking city, is ready for use.
- Will there be anything else? - No.
- Thank you, Harlan. - Mr. Thompson.
Now, why don't you tell me what you have in mind
to keep this trial in Atlantic County, where I can work the judge and jury?
Medical hardship.
You mean this?
This wouldn't even stop me from jacking off!
You'll get five years. You'll be out in two.
Eddie!
Call those two guinea anarchists from Massachusetts.
Tell them to relax, I've found them a new lawyer.
The difference being, with Sacco and Vanzetti,
that innocence is still a possibility.
- Did you want something? - Get the fuck out.
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