The Outfit

Quiet Soldier!

- Hi, Alma. - Hi, Dave.

- What'll it be? - Fill'er up.

Okay.

A priest came by looking for Eddie.

He asked how to get out to your place.

Anybody with him?

Just a taxi driver.

- How long ago? - Oh, twenty minutes or so.

- I got to use your phone. - Oh, sure Alma. Help yourself.

- How are you, Bett? - Hello, Earl.

Quit looking at me, Earl.

How you been?

Fine.

No, not fine.

Lonely.

- You should have gone out. - I tried it a couple times at first.

I didn't like it very much.

There've been a couple guys.

Nothing special. Nothing memorable.

Listen, Bett.

I don't expect anything from you, Earl. I'm just glad you're out.

Your wife ever answer that letter? - Nope.

- Disappointed? - Nope.

- How about your kid, you ever hear from him? - Nope.

This place we're going to, it's not very fancy.

It's a cabin. I can cook for us.

How far is it?

Half-way to Eddie's.

I kept 18 for you. Like you said.

It's off the highway. It's a lot quieter.

You want a drink?

I brought some of your clothes in case you want to change.

Thanks.

Earl.

- What's the matter with you? - Nothing.

Let's get outta here.

In the morning.

Let's go now. Let's go right away. Let's head east. Let's not go to Eddies.

I got to. I got business.

I'll drop you off in town this morning, but I'm going on.

My grandfather was a...

Justice of the Peace. Greenville, Kentucky in 1882.

This is his watch.

I didn't want to.

They had me so scared I...

I didn't know what I was doing.

Honest to God.

Eddie's dead.

Bett.

Bett!

Who fingered me?

No.

C'mon, c'mon. We haven't got much time.

I got glass in my face.

The name of your contact.

Screw you.

I tell you and I'm dead.

Who fingered me?

Jake Menner.

Tell me about him.

He's a collector. A big deal.

He works with bookies that are in the fancy hotels.

Okay. That's Menner, now tell me who set up the contract?

- Oh, I can't - You better try.

- Jim Sinclair. - Where can I find him?

You're making me dead.

Well, you're dead anyway now or later.

He runs a club in Bakersfield.

Near 14th street and the highway.

The Three Kings.

What's the beef against me, Frank?

We don't ask.

Okay, Frank.

Let's go call Menner and tell him what kind of job you did.

Earl?

Don't hurt him anymore.

He tried to kill me. Why shouldn't I hurt him?

Move faster.

Move. C'mon. Move.

- Who you calling? - Glenn Blackwell.

Downtown L.A.

- What room? - Suite 11 A.

Eleven A.

- What do I say? - Macklin's dead.

This is Orlandi.

Let me talk to Menner.

Menner?

It's done.

Macklin's dead.

No. No trouble.

Ten minutes ago.

Alright.

How many are there?

Five or six. Sometimes seven.

It keeps changing. It's a poker game.

It goes on for a week.

- You got any money? - Not on me.

Get some and take off. You better go a long way.

- Is this your car? - Yeah.

No use trying it again, they'll know you missed.

You got a handkerchief?

Start the car, Frank.

I think I got pieces of glass in my face.

Start the car.

Frank. Start it!

Get outta here!

Die someplace else.

The didn't tell me what they were going to do.

They just told me to take you there.

They were going to cut my face.

Not kill me, just cut my face up.

They showed me a razor.

They were at the club every night.

They knew where I lived, they used to sit in front of my apartment, this

guy in a car watching me.

You know how they are, Earl. It's like they own the world.

Earl?

I'm sorry I did it.

Yeah.

They're gonna come after me, aren't they?

Sure they are.

Is it alright between us?

Yeah, it's alright.

What'd they do to you?

They didn't do anything.

C'mon let's see...

Who did that?

- It doesn't matter. - No it matters. Who did that?

Jake Menner.

What his name keeps coming up.

Hey, you can't park out there, pal.

Be right back, pal.

Up!

'round the corner.

What's the setup in there?

You're crazy. That's big league in there.

You're a busher. They're not paying you enough not to tell me.

Alright. There's seven players and two punks.

- Sluggers? - Nah, they're cheap labor.

If there's more than two, I'll be back to see you.

Like you said. They don't pay me enough.

- What's your name? - Al.

Turn around, Al.

Make it on the left side, will you? I got a bad right ear.

- Yeah? - Al.

Put your hands flat on the table.

Now, bring out your wallets.

You don't want to bring out anything but the wallets.

Quick.

You're making a mistake friend. You don't want to knock over this game.

Collect the wallets and the bills on the table.

Get Menner's first.

How come he knows you, Jake?

He didn't. But he does now. Asshole.

Who are you, friend?

Macklin.

We heard Macklin's dead.

Heard wrong.

Put 'em in Menner's coat.

Yours too.

Don't be so goddam sloppy.

Bring me the coat.

Don't come in front of me.

Behind the table.

Face the window, hands on your head. You too.

You're finished, Macklin.

You're dead.

Shut up.

Don't tell me Macklin.

We don't want no trouble here Jake!

I'm telling him the Outfit's gonna break his ass.

Tell me about the contract, Jake.

Piss on you.

Tell him Jake. You're a guest here!

You hit a bank. You and your brother and a guy called "Cody",

before your stretch. Midwest National in Wichita.

Right.

The Outfit owns it.

So you know how it is. You hit us, we hit you.

- Blind operation. - Blind or not, it was an Outfit deal.

You hit my brother and you came looking for me. That's no good.

Now, the Outfit's going to pay me money for my trouble.

I figure, $250,000 to make things right.

Tell your friends. - Do you know who you're talking to?

Yeah, I know. Keep your hands on the table.

That's the bill. Two-fifty.

I hit you until you pay me.

What I take in between is...

extra.

We got nothing to talk about.

That's a nice ring.

You going to heist it counsel?

Nice you can afford a ring like that.

You're damn right.

You shouldn't use a girl's arm for an ash tray.

Stay put. We don't want a beef here in the hotel.

See you guys around.

I thought you said you'd be right back, pal.

I got held up.