Mobsters

Here we go. Come on.

Come on, seven!

What are you doing at the house of God?

This is where I grew up. Mott Street.

I'm Charlie Luciano. In my neighborhood there were two dons.

Two bosses, each fightin' for control of New York.

And sometimes innocent people got caught in the middle.

I got a right to drink a glass of wine!

I got a right to find work that uses my brain!

You clean the fish and the calamari,just like me!

What are you sayin'? 'Cause I'm a greasy immigrant, all I can do is clean fish?

That ain't enough, Pop!

Buon giorno.

Che cazzo "buon giorno". You come in my house, hmm?

You tell the son of a bitch Faranzano,

the miserabile bestia. I give him-

Oh. Don Faranzano.

Faranzano.

Faranzano, I no mean what I say.

You have been very loyal. Done favors for me.

Always made your payments on time.

Now, you've stopped paying. I have to ask myself, ''Why?''

No, no. Faranzano, Mia piccola bambina she's sick.

I no have the money. I no got the money.

Fat pig.

When I came from Sicily, you went with me.

Now, you're drifting back to that fat pig, Masseria.

- No! Faranzano- - You are, I see.

No, no, no. Tu sei mi padrone- Aaah!

I can't take chances.

If one man can desert me, everybody can. Understand?

Yes.

If you have to sell your daughter, you will pay!

You have a pretty wife.

Usually, after children,

they get fat.

Nice sweet taste.

Disgraziato.! Get out of my house!

I felt your balls, so I know why she needs her own.

Figlio mio, put down the knife.

You'll have your chance one day.

That was one boss.

Don Faranzano.

Some things change your life forever.

Yeah, I know. I know. Loyalty.

My father sweated blood for him.

The guy with me here is Frankie Costello. Loyalty, Frankie, yeah?

He and Joey DeCarlo were my two best friends. ThatJoey?

But on these streets friends were hard to keep.

Don Masseria.! Don Masseria.!

Lo bisogno, per favore. Chi e chieste?

Look at this.

Lo bisogno aiuto, per favore.

Chi e chieste?

No, don't!

Sono sangue.

Terrible what these niggers are doin'.

They come down from Harlem, kill my own nephew.

Right in front of my face.

My son.!

Oh.! Oh, no, my God.!

Oh, my son!

Joey.!

Oh,Joey!

Oh,Joey! Oh, my God! Oh,Joey!

That was the other boss.

Don Masseria.

Some way, some time,

no matter how long it took,

I knew what I had to do...

to both bosses.

He kills his own blood, you know?

I mean his own nephew. What kind of man is that, huh?

And on top of that, he pays some Irish to do it.

Uh! Ah!

The law of the street was: take or be taken.

Everybody fought everybody. Irish, Italians, Germans,Jews.

But this was different. This was that Irishman who killed Joey.

Beatin'up on some skinny Jewish kid, Meyer Lansky.

And theJewish kid wouldn't stay down.

Meyer wouldn't give no matter how bad he got it.

You had to respect that.

Meyer's big pal was Benny Siegel. Leave him alone!

Benny loved a good fight.

Even a bad fight, but they wouldn't let him in on this one.

What is it? You in love with the littleJew boy? No.

Joey was a friend of mine!

Meyer.!

What the hell's everybody looking at?

He just saved your life.

Come on.

Let's get the fuck out of here.

So that's how we started.

Two Italians and twoJews. Funny combination, huh?

Frankie--he liked to worry, so he paid off the cops.

Benny liked to brawl, so he was our muscle.

And me and Meyer-- we were both the leader.

At least it started out that way.

Just four mugs off the street.

At first we were penny-ante, but together we grew.

Thing that worries me is things is goin' too good.

Relax. How can I relax?

When everything's goin' right, you know it's gonna go wrong.

We can't keep operating like four kids running around the neighborhood.

That's what I mean. If we're going to expand, we need a leader.

And who's that gonna be, huh?

Tommy's meetin' us over here.

After you. Please, be my guest.

Thank you.

I got 'em comin'up right now, sir.

Do like I said with the kid. Okay.

What is this, huh? You'll see.

Charlie, come sta?

How's everything? Meyer. Good to see you.

I got everything ready for you in the back.

What do you got to show me, huh?

It's a little experiment.

You asked me a question. I'm gonna answer it.

Come here. Yeah.

He's telling this kid there's a guy here,

very powerful, successful, who's got a job for him.

Easy money.

You got that? Good, get out of here.

Let's go.

Now he realizes.

Bugsy didn't tell him, right? Me or you.

Got a job for me?

You just did it, kid.

Get lost.

Now do you see?

Between you and me, we're equals.

But other people, they look to you.

What're you sayin', huh? I'm your front man?

No.

This ain't a con, Charlie. You're it.

You're the one.

Tommy Reina, Charlie, Meyer.

Good pal, gonna even be a better partner.

From your mouth to God's ear, hmm?

He's got a line on the good stuff. How good?

Bottle in Bond Scotch Whiskey.

I got a friend got a boxcar sittin' on a spur in Philly.

He wants 3 5 G's. I only got 1 0.

Ahhh. Who's this friend?

Arnold Rothstein.

No disrespect, Tommy. Why would Rothstein wanna do business with bums like us?

'Cause some of us are Jewish bums. Right?

You'll find out Monday night when you go to his hotel.

No one ever called you all bums.

Come on.

It's very good stuff.

Come on in, fellas.

I want you to meet the genius who fixed the World Series.

Mr. Arnold Rothstein.

This here's Charlie Luciano...

and Meyer Lansky.

Tommy, thanks. Yeah.

Well, sit down. Sit down.

Mr. Luciano,

you're walking down the street.

Suddenly you realize you're being followed. It's a hit.

Walking toward you is a second gunman.

You have time to fire at only one of them. Which one do--

I don't accept the question. To live, I gotta kill 'em both.

Next,

your wife-- I don't have a wife.

- Why not? - Emotion is dangerous.

- Aren't you human? - Would it help?

Next. I have ships and distilleries in Scotland.

I need distribution in New York.

Masseria? Faranzano? They'd kill me.

- I won't? - You haveJewish partners.

Maybe I kill them too.

You can't afford to.

You're in the squeeze. Masseria has 700 soldiers. Faranzano, 600.

Either one realizes you exist, they squash you like an ant.

Unless I get a powerful friend, huh?

Exactly.

Next.

What's the secret of America?

What's the matter with this guy? I'm 24 years old--

Money!

Everything is money, Charlie.

Don't ever forget it.

But you, you'll never make any money.

- Why's that? - You dress like a schmuck.

Ah-ha.

Let's do some business.

Check it.

It's raining money.

We got money to burn, Charlie.

Wanna burn some? Want to? Want to?

Be my guest. All right!

Everybody ready?

The party. Our first million.

Paisan, you ready to make some money? I'm ready.

- I'm always ready. -Just don't hog all the broads.

I can't help it. They're all over me.

Tell us something we don't know, huh? Gentlemen,

before we go, let's have a toast.