Mob City

Pilot, cut your engine.

Passenger, get out.

Hands where we can see them.

Parker: Benjamin Siegel.

Siegel: That's right.

Who are you? What's the occasion?

William Parker, l.A.P.D.

You're under arrest for the murder of Abe Greenberg.

What do you want? Put me in the electric chair?

That the idea, bill?

This is California.

Here it's the gas chamber, Ben.

Cuff him.

Some career choice you're making.

You're gonna wind up looking very foolish over this.

We'll see.

Yeah, but you know what? I like gamblers.

So after I beat this rap, you should come to Vegas,

play my tables, and you'll lose there, too.

Mr. Siegel is being held in connection

with the slaying of mob informant Abraham Greenberg.

I can't say more at this time. This investigation is ongoing.

Hey!

Busboy's gonna testify.

They tried to kill him last night.

Now he knows who his friends are.

Your ride on the merry-go-round made the papers.

Page 3. Big deal.

It is a big deal, Joe. You could've been killed.

Nah. They don't hire guys that can shoot straight.

All gangsters have lazy eyes. You seen the movies?

Don't make light of this.

Who's that? Your bookie? Come on. Chop-chop.

We got a witness to transfer.

I'm right behind you.

Jas, I got to go.

Don't brush me off.

I can't take you putting yourself at risk for me like this.

Just doing my job.

You know your problem? You can't take good news.

This busboy puts us one step closer

to tearing down Siegel for good.

Jasmine, you're safe.

Only you would find fault in that.

I got to go.

Damn you, Joe.

I knew this crazy bastard was gonna put a foot wrong.

Just a matter of time.

Give us a minute, Mac.

Siegel's stepped in it now, didn't he?

Now that he has, what's his is up for grabs, so we grab.

I like that, Mr. dragna.

Siegel's boys have been puffed up too long.

Like to wipe that swagger off their face.

So we put a few in the morgue?

No, no. We just take them down a few pegs.

This is not a war. This is a takeover.

I don't want Siegel's boys shooting back.

I want them working for us. Understand?

Now, keep our guys in line. Make sure they stay on task.

Horall: You don't know how to follow orders.

I told you to back off Siegel, that he was mine.

I'll be taking disciplinary action.

Captain Parker's running a lot of goodwill

with the press and the public this morning.

That's something you might wish to consider.

I'm not in this for any reason but results, chief.

You want the credit? It's yours.

Credit or blame?

You jumped the gun, bill.

You made a mistake that even a rookie wouldn't make.

You arrested a suspect without the facts to back you up.

I'll have the facts well in hand by the arraignment.

Oh, by noon tomorrow?

Ah, you didn't know.

I can confirm that.

Siegel's hearing is tomorrow.

That's not possible. For the average lowlife.

Siegel's got friends in high places.

You think they'll let him just rot in a cell

while you get your ducks in a row?

The thing about goodwill -- turns on a dime.

The press and the public.

No, you take this one. It's all yours.

And when it backfires, it won't be on me.

Give us a minute.

Of course, Mr. mayor.

He's right.

Publicity is a two-edged sword.

Today, they use it to knight you.

Tomorrow, they'll use it to cut off your head.

Have you given them a reason, bill?

It appears I may have.

I've never heard of an arraignment expedited to this degree.

Can we get a delay?

That's from judge Anders.

He plays golf with George raft. I don't.

I'm just an elected official

with no authority over the court.

I guess you've taken quite a gamble here.

It's funny. That's what Siegel said.

If you want to make enemies, you should pick someone

less formidable than our chief of police.

And don't ever again put me in a position of having to choose sides.

I can't be playing favorites.

Understood.

Pride and hubris, bill.

They brought down greater men.

You've got till noon tomorrow.

Those ducks you need to get in a row?

I'd get quacking.

Sid rothman -- he's killed more people than the plague.

If you spot him, you do not take him alone.

You call for backup.

That's right. No dead heroes, just good police work.

Well, you know what you can do with this, right?

Parker: You all know we got bugsy Siegel on the hook for murder.

Sid rothman is the glue that makes it stick.

We find him, we decapitate the mob in Los Angeles.

These are no small stakes, gentlemen.

Days like this are why we wear the badge.

Now let's get out there and close a door on these bastards.

How'd it go upstairs?

We got 26 hours to find sid rothman

and get him to flip on bugsy Siegel,

or this whole thing blows up in our faces.

My face.

Bookie: I don't make the rules, my friend.

Scratch your bets, name your filly.

Yeah, I got it.

That's $20 on Indian brave in the fourth at 5 to 1.

Okay, a late-bet limit starts at 10 bucks.

I don't make the freakin' rules, my friend.

Scratch your bets, name your filly.

They changed the jockey, and the track's all muddy.

You tell me.

Be lively, now. We're a minute from post time.

[ Man speaking indistinctly on radio ]

I want to place a bet.

Bruiser: Who sent you?

Jack dragna.

I bet 100 to 1

this joint's out of business before the next race.

Takers?

You can't just come busting in here like that!

This is a protected operation! Protected.

Oh, by bugsy Siegel?

All these radios, you ain't heard the news?

Siegel's going away for murder.

Get that yellow-belly out here.

Come on!

Jesus.

Pissed himself.

This place is closed.

From now on,

you take your business up the street to Mr. dragna's.

You know the place.

Except for you.

Ohh!

Oh!

Ow.

Nobody pisses themself in Mr. dragna's.

You understand? Yeah.

Ohh!

Cut that shit out! That man ain't done nothing to you!

A mouthy moolie.

Ohh!

Want to mouth off some more?

Grab him.

You feeling protected?

Man: There's a thrilling second, and they're off!

Sammy, whoa. Whoa! Sammy, Sammy...

You're gonna kill the guy.

Peggy: Jasmine! Can you do this?

Not in heels.

Hey, how's your mom feeling? Better.

Stevie keeps waking her up in the middle of the night,

that pooper.

He cries all the time for no reason.

Mm. Babies do that.

Hey! You want to play checkers tonight?

We could listen to "ozzie and Harriet."

I'd love it, but I may have to work.

I'll let you know.

Okay, but only if you want to.

Mama says I can't be a pest.

Oh! Your boyfriend was here.

I don't have a boyfriend.

He said he was.

Tall guy, big shoulders, broken nose?