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[explosion]

[gunshots]

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[chatter]

SOLDIER 1: [coughing]

SOLDIER 2: [non-english speech]

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SOLDIER 3: [non-english speech]

SOLDIER 1: [non-english speech]

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SOLDIER 2: [coughing]

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SOLDIER 1: [non-english speech]

SOLDIER 2: [groans]

[screams]

[groans]

[gunshot]

[screams]

[audio logo]

[upbeat music]

[rhythmic applause]

[dramatic music]

[bottles clinking]

[explosion]

Don't you worry about that.

They're just poachers
fishing with dynamite.

Crazy bastards.

What about old man Bernstein?

Someone who had the Purples to
sink any smugglers they catch.

That right?

Know what that means?

No more catch and release.

You might find your shipments
getting a little more

expensive from here on out.

Jack, you're not telling
me that you're afraid to keep

selling to me, are you?

Son, I would sell
to the devil himself.

That's what I like to hear.

Pleasure doing
business with you.

Always.

BOOZY JACK: Sure to
give me a holler if you

need another shipment, eh?

You know I will.

[explosion]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
America had gone dry thanks

to the protestant push.

And in my home
state of Michigan,

this prohibition gave
birth to bootlegging.

Seemingly quick and
easy money to be made.

[dramatic music]

Did I mention that the Purple
Gang controlled a majority

of the illegal
alcohol distributed

throughout the United States?

An encounter with
the law would be

preferred versus the
little Jewish navy

that patrolled the waterways.

They always took the precious
cargo and usually sunk the boat.

And like boozy Jack
was saying, often

sinking the bootlegger, too.

Fighting the Great War
taught me one thing--

[heartbeat thumping]

--kill or be killed.

[gunshots]

[dramatic music]

[gunshots]

[groans]

Oh, shit.

Watch out!

[explosion]

[eerie music]

[match scratches]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Red
means not safe to stop.

But green means
we're in business.

JAKE FREEBOLT: What
took you so long?

Run into some flat?

FRANKIE: Just a couple
pogues who probably

should have stayed home.

Oh.

Come on, get this
unloaded, will you?

Oh, now you're in a hurry?

[chuckles]

You heard him.

These kids.

Tell me about it.

Speaking of kids,
how's the family doing?

They're terrible
for my nerves.

Yeah?

I think I got more
sleep during the war.

[chuckles] Come on.

It can't be that bad, right?

I always wanted a daughter.

[scoffs] Good luck with that.

Make sure to tell
Floyd it's all there.

Not a drop missing.

How's your old man doing?

A hell of a lot better
for not knowing about this.

Got the time on you?

Yeah, it's almost 2:00 AM.

Shit.

You know, I was
thinking about making it

out to Squeaky's for last call.

You get the goose dog for me?

You're a good man, Freebolt.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): I made
more tonight than I made working

for the old man for a month.

If the old man knew
why I was needing

to catch that last ferry to
the mainland, he'd be ashamed.

An hour drive just hoping all
the broads aren't spoken for.

[upbeat music]
[vocalizing] Day's long,

I feel like a long lunch break

Hey, son, how long did
this really take from me

But if it pays off

Green will color me gray

My thoughts convince me that--

FRANKIE: Big Lou

[chuckles] Hey, kid.

How you doing?

Pretty good.

How about yourself?

I'm good.

Listen, you wouldn't
happen to have

anything that hasn't been
slobbered all over all day,

would you?

Oh, of course.

As a matter of fact, we've
got a new bunch, right?

One name, Sasha, Stella,
something like that, right?

She's a real dish.

Listen, you do
what you can for me.

I'll be at the bar.

Consider it done.

(SINGING) All the fun from money

Makes it easier to
forget the things I love

Love the way you
always made your life

Love the way it got
you through your past

Whiskey and a water.

Yeah.

(SINGING) But love don't
make things last forever

Don't you come with me

And then I'll be gone

All is forgotten who
found themselves lost

What a pity to your future

Your fears are let down

Play me up on

To near, the bishops
been riding across

Baby, that's my biggest flaw

For all I--

BIG LOU: Room 3.

I don't think you'll
be disappointed.

Yeah?

I trust you.

Are you sure?

[chuckles] Oh, boy-o.

Why didn't you tell
me I look like shit?

Oh, Lord.

You'll be all right, man.

Just tip, all right?

They'll call you
beautiful afterwards.

[chuckles] See now
you're blowing smoke.

Never.

Oh, no.

I'm trying to cut back
on my bad habits, man.

I've got 69 too many.

Don't need another one.

[chuckles]

Good luck with that.

Yeah.

Go get them, kid.

[romantic music]

(SINGING) All I want
is to make you mine

'cause love is what you need

[chatter]

(SINGING) Be my lover, be my man

Be my lover man

Be my lover

Be my man

Yeah, lest we be plotting
large with all you can

I'mma seize my heart.

FRANKIE: Knock, knock.

(SINGING) Be my ever,
giving all you can

Stella!

Frankie!

(STAMMERS) What the
hell are you doing here?

What the hell
does it look like?

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Stella
and I were an item at one time.

Seven years ago, Stella Mazara
and I had a good thing going,

save the Jewish-Catholic thing.

Her family moved to Canada,
and I joined the Army.

We never had a proper goodbye.

I know you jack shit,
Frankie Morgansky.

I ain't seen you in years.

So don't come in here
acting like you own me.

You're here, too.

You're not exactly Mr.
Lilywhite, are you?

I'm not here to
judge, OK, Stella?

[dramatic music]

Every time I think I'm over
you, some happy thought

trots back into my head.

And seeing you here now, it
awoke all the things I thought

had died a long time ago.

We were just kids.

[clears throat] Look, I just--

I think you should know
that I still care about you.

Don't get mushy
on me, Frankie.

I ain't got time for that shit.

You're going to get down to
business, waste what's left

of the hour flapping your gums?

What kind of line are you
trying to pull right now?

--pull anything, OK?

(ANGRILY) Yeah, I'm sure!

Look, I just--

I'm sorry I made you upset.
(STAMMERS) I'm not that way.

Listen, kid--

Woman.

Frankie, I'm not a kid.

Not anymore.

I want to see you again.

Think we can work that out?

SINGER: (SINGING) All
I want to make you mine

'cause love is what you need

Feeling lucky.

MAN 1: Everybody out.

It's a raid!

Raid!

Raid!
Raid!

MAN 2: It's a raid!

[dramatic music]

I'll be in touch.

WOMAN 1: Stop it!

Don't touch me!

[chatter]

WOMAN 2: [screams]

WOMAN 3: [screams]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
The majority

of this law hoard are trustees
from the city jail being given

an opportunity for
a reduced sentence

for performing a civic duty.

STELLA: Stop!

Stop!

Get your hands off of me!

Hey!
Hey!

MAN 3: No, you put it back up!

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Only 20% of the country

was in favor of staying dry.

Politicians, police,
prosecutors, and even

judges partake in booze.

Well, if it isn't
Frankie Morgansky.

What brings you out this early?

Well, I heard
that they just saved

a whole bunch of bad dolls.

So I figured why not come out
here and look at my options

for next Saturday night?

[scoffs]

I'm sure that's a whole
lot of horse feathers.

You ain't changed
a bit, Frankie.

Maybe.

Madam.

Where can I take you?

Home.

I could do that.

But you've got to tell
me where you live.

We're on Belle Isle.

1354, 7 East, Jefferson.

Sounds good.

My truck is parked
right down here.

[horn honking]

Hey, where do you think
you're going Stella?

I'm going home.

What a rough night.

Oh, OK.

Well, what's this then, huh?

Now you know damn well I don't
like my girls fraternizing

with the customers.

Yeah.

I went to bail you
out, you dumb Dora,

so you could get your
ass back to work.

And here you are getting
all cozy with a customer.

Why, I--

Hey!

Squeaky, I hope you like the
taste of shoelaces, my friend,

because you talk to
her like that again

and I'm going to shove my foot--

Frankie!

[dramatic music]

Lou.

Don't get in a lather.

Give me a couple hours to
get cleaned up, will you?

I'll be in.

Don't worry about it.

You've got till
4:00 this afternoon.

Then I want your
goods back on the job.

Frankie, you don't
understand my life anymore!

The last thing I need is
Squeaky getting pissed off.

I don't like the way
he talked to you, Stella.

You deserve better than this.

You don't have
a clue about me!

These people own me.

I can never pay them back.

I'm going to take a cab.

But my truck is
right over there.

Please, Frankie!

I've had enough for today.

Wait, 1354, 7 East, Jefferson.

1354, 7 East.

[upbeat music]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
My ta, Simon,

immigrated to America
from Russia in 1910.

Michigan was going through
an industrial revolution

and Detroit was at
the center of it.

Also in Detroit, the Eastern
market gave an outlet

for the catch to be sold.

The young hoodlums and
the Sugarhouse Gang

had evolved into the
feared Purple Gang.

My ta paid what I considered to
be obscene insurance payments.

But he claimed that they helped
limit the competitive newcomers.

The main rift with my ta stemmed
from these forced payments that

were guaranteed to squeeze
all of the profit out

of our business.

If there was going
to be any chance

of passing down a
viable business,

something needed to change.

FRANKIE: So (STAMMERS)
what happened?

Oh, it was the Purples.

They come around,
they say, hey, you've

got to pay us more moneys.

I said, I ain't paying
you no more damn moneys.

And he hit me baseball bat.

They say next time
they hit my legs.

And after that
[vocalizes slitting] So I guess

I'm going to have to pay--

Frankie, what are you thinking?

Frankie, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no.

Now don't you go do
something stupid now.

Look at me.

You listen to me.

I'm your ta.

Now you promise me.

Promise me!

[non-english speech]

Yeah.
[non-english].

OK.

[birds chirping]

It was only a matter
of time before I saw you.

Sit.

I can't sit, Axel.

How is Simon?

[scoffs] We can't let
them get away with this.

Your ta said he wasn't
going to pay any extra,

they sent in that
goon with the bat.

Father took a
pretty good beating.

Said he had a week
to think about it.

Please, mate, can you please
sit before I shoot you?

Are these the same guys
taking payments from last year?

No, I've never seen
these two collecting.

A couple of Irish
thugs brought in.

We have names?

Gus Winkler, Fred Burke.

Couple of real schmucks.

I've got to tell you
something else, Frankie,

they got you fingered
as the guy who

busted the balls of a little
Jewish navy a couple nights ago.

They said they're going to take
it out on your old man's hide

till they get their money back.

Axel, I don't reckon
I can let this slide.

OK, these jackasses,
they're going way too far.

I know it's a big ask
but are you up to help

me get these sons of bitches?

[dramatic music]

Two of us can't get this done.

I know.

That's why I can't
live with myself if I

let this shit go unanswered.

It's not going to stop with Ta.

You think they're
going to stop at Ta?

No, it doesn't stop.

Him or you or me, they're
just going to keep taking

until there's nothing left.

I can come up with a plan.

You know I'll go to hell
and back for your old man.

Whatever the plan is that you
come up with, it better be good.

Dismissed.

Get out of here.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): My
concern was following my heart.

And currently, that went
beyond my own immediate family.

Seeing Stella again brought
about that feeling of--

well, I'm not going to say it.

But I felt it.

[upbeat music]

Hey, kid, is your mama home?

My mama's not home.

I'm not supposed to
talk to strangers.

FRANKIE: That's really smart.

I want to ask you something--

CARLA: You want my grandpa.

He had a stroke and can't talk.

I've got to take care of him.

Well, when is your
mama going to be home?

I can't tell you, Mister,
because she's sleeping.

FRANKIE: Are you
messing with me, kid?

First you say she's not home.

And now you say she's sleeping.

STELLA: She ain't messing
with you, Frankie.

What are you doing here?

I'm just in the neighborhood.

Figured I'd come
check up on you.

If it's your bail
money you want,

I told you I'd get it
to you as soon as I can.

That is not a problem.

I just wanted to see
how you're doing.

I'm doing fine.

No need to worry your
little head about me.

Who is he?

STELLA: This is Mr. Morgansky.

FRANKIE: But you
can call me Frankie.

Hello, Mr. Frankie.

What's going on?

STELLA: Mother, you
remember Frankie Morgansky.

Yes.

Hello, Frankie.

It's been a long time.

STELLA: Carla, why don't you
go inside with your grandma?

CARLA: OK, mama.

MRS. MAZARA: Yes, honey, you can
help me prepare grandpa's food.

FRANKIE: It's nice to
see you, Mrs. Mazara.

She still doesn't like me.

STELLA: It's not you.

Taking care of my father
has been hard on her.

[chuckles] Well, this doesn't
really seem like the best time,

but when can I see you again?

[romantic music]

Squeaky ain't going to have
the place open for a few days

now.

I'll be off.

If you're driving by,
I guess you could stop.

I can do that.

Sounds like a plan.

I'll see you around, Stella.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Tomorrow, we

start to put our plan
into action for what

those goons did to my ta.

[dramatic music]

Those goons turned out to
be Fred "killer" Burke,

a heartless,
cold-blooded drunk who

once shot off a man's
nose for passing

out and snoring too loudly.

Gus Winkler, he
isn't much better.

He's one of the most brutal and
sought after hitmen in the game.

Axel managed to learn where
they both lived, hung out,

and their pickup schedule.

[phone ringing]

AXEL (ON PHONE): They should
be arriving at any moment.

I'll set the detour.

OK.

Got to go.

So where's the old man?

It's all there.

Oh, you're getting smarter,
kike boy You're a fast learner,

aren't you?

Well, you listen to me.

You play with fire, you're
going to get burned.

Because if it were up to me, I
had to finish off your old man.

Just forgive him.

He didn't-- you seem a little
crafty, keeping your mouth shut.

So, we'll be back next
week, and you'll have

the payments ready, won't you?

Otherwise, I'm
going to beat you,

just like I did your old man.

Let's go.

The kid's eyes,
they weren't right.

Yeah, well, he didn't have
the smell of fear on him.

No, he didn't.

His old man now, his old
man, he pissed himself.

[laughter]

He pissed himself.

[upbeat music]

Oh, what the
bloody hell is this?

It's a detour.

Just go around it.

Go around it.

[gunshots]

[chuckles] You gents
having a little car issue?

Yeah, we popped a tire.

I gotta take a piss.

Let me take a look for you.

Let's see what you got going on.

What happened?

I don't know.

[whistling]

[grunts]

What the fuck?

[coughs]

Good.

All good.

Where the hell is he?

[groaning]

Hey!

What's taking you so long?

Hey!

Drop your piece
and the envelopes.

What are you playing At?

Drop your piece!

Drop your piece.

Slow.

Now the envelopes.

What are you talking about?

Oh, you forgot?

I mean, all the money that
you rat bastards stole.

Huh?

Not ringing any bells?

OK.

[gunshot]

[screaming]

Anything?

Shove it up your
ass, you Kike boy.

[gunshot]

[scerams]

You move, you die.

What?

Envelopes, huh?

This is for my ta.

What?

Ta told me to pay him.

Boss, I got some bad news.

It's about collections.

[gentle music]

I love the scenery out here.

Yeah, I can see why
you love it so much.

You think your father's
going to get any better?

No, I don't think so.

Doctors say he's recovered as
much as he's going to, so--

It's got to be
hard on your mother.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's no walk in the park.

He sits around and
cusses all day.

His way of dealing with
his condition, I'd bet.

How's your family?

Are they doing well?

Yeah.

I always liked your mother.

She was-- she was good to me.

I actually haven't
told my mother

that we're back together yet.

Is that what we are?

Back together?

I like to think so.

Oh my goodness.

Did you bring us something?

Yeah.

You know where I think
this would look good?

Go really good right--

the little woodland princess.

[chuckles] Are you gonna
find one for your mommy?

All right.

That's a nice watch.

Doesn't seem like
it works, though.

I-- I got it in the war.

It's precious to me.

I like it.

Since we're being honest
and open with each other.

The other day, you said
something that caught my ear.

You said you could never pay
back what you owe these people.

You said they own you.

Frankie.

There are some things
nobody can fix.

I got myself into this mess,
I'll get myself out of it.

Carla, come here.

No, we don't need that.

Let's leave it.

Come on.

Sorry.

[crying]

FRANKIE: Ma, hey,
hey, what's wrong?

What happened?

The fishery.

They burned it down.

What are you talking about?
I was just there.

It's perfectly fine.

Two men came in right after
you and your friends left.

They came in with cans of gas.

Who is "they?"

Who is "they?"

You go and you do the
things I tell you not to do.

And now you say, who did this?

You're biting off more
than any of us can chew.

Ta, let's go!

It's too late.

The fishery is gone.

We are ruined.

Ruined.

What'd you tell him?

I didn't have to
tell him too much.

He already figured you did
enough to screw things up.

I mean, he's been dealing
with mobsters for years,

and he knows if you pay
them, nothing bad happens.

Purples ain't any different.

And no, I didn't see
who set the fire.

I was too far away.

Axel, I can't let
this slide, all right?

These guys, they're
not going to stop.

Not until they believe
I've been broken.

And if we don't do
something, they're

going to put a slug in my head.

I don't know what you can do.

They've got all the
trump cards, Frankie.

What you have is a
handful of shite.

OK, but they bleed,
same as we do, right?

Look, all we got to do
is come up with something

to get their attention.

Who's this "we?"

Look, Axel, I know
you stuck your neck out

for me with those Mick goons.

But I need your help
getting information

on who set that fire.

And then after that, I won't
involve you any further.

[grunts]

[laughter]

[grunts]

I'm running these streets.

Let's run another--

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): We gotta
blow out of here for a while

and get out to the island.

Staying here leaves
us on their turf.

We need them to come
to us, to our turf.

If Bernstein and the
Purples want a war,

oh, we'll give them a war.

MAN: You know, I've had a hard
time finding good fish ever

since your old man's tragedy.

Been having to go to
the mainland market,

be with the Purples.

Well, you know we always
appreciated your business.

Luckily, we'll be back in
action in just a few days.

Well, that's wonderful news.

You know, those thugs have been
shaking us down for a long time.

I'd like to be rid of them.

With your help, we can put
the screws on these saps.

Hello, Mr. Frankie.

Hey, how are you today.

I'm good, but my
mama had an accident.

She's on the couch.

An accident?

Stella.

Stella?

Stella?

Go away, Frankie.

I don't want to
see you right now.

Stella, stop, OK?

I'm here to help.

What in God's name
happened to you?

I fell down some
steps at work.

Squeaky said I can take
a couple of days off.

FRANKIE: I don't believe a damn
word of what you're telling me.

And I'm going to get
to the bottom of this.

STELLA: Don't do
anything stupid, Frankie.

Just take what I'm
saying and leave it.

I can handle this.

FRANKIE: We'll handle it.

Together.

[knocks]

We ain't open yet.

Yeah, Lou, I know.

It's me.

I was just curious.

Is that-- is that Sasha--

Stella, is she
going to be working?

Cause thank you for
the tip on that.

Nah, she ain't going
to be around for a while.

It's a shame.

What happened?

One of them Purple trigger
men beat her up pretty bad.

Abe Axler, one of Ray
Bernstein's made men.

The man's nuttier than
a Christmas fruitcake.

And that partner of his,
Eddie Fletcher, that bug

is a crazy shithouse rat, too.

What's with all the
questions, Frankie, hmm?

You got something going on
with that dish, don't you?

FRANKIE: No.

Who are you talking to?

Come on, you know me.

It's just a good time.

I like you, Frankie.

I like you a whole lot.

Don't you get cute with me.

Never could.

Hey.

How'd those bad habits go?

Pick them all back up.

FRANKIE: See you around, Lou.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Stella's
misfortune kept piling on.

[music playing]

You keep them for us, love.

Why don't you come
rest with me, OK?

How you holding up?

STELLA: I'm OK.

Maybe a touch guilty.

Guilty?

Why?

I don't have to
worry about medications

or a number of things I had
to consider came to my father.

Oh.

Did I miss all the
little sandwiches?

What do you want?

SQUEAKY: You know,
I've been very patient.

And with your injuries,
taking care of your old man's

medical expenses,
and this house,

I'm just starting to
feel like you're taking

advantage of my generosity.

You know, by not
showing up to the club

and fulfilling your obligations.

What kind of misery are you
dragging in with you today, huh?

What business I got going
on, ain't none of yours.

Unless you want to
make it your business.

That could be expensive.

So maybe you best just
back out while you're able.

Try me.

I was actually wondering
if I could find out

if that brain is as shriveled--

You know, you got a scab
on the end of your nose, kid.

You might want to think twice
about who you mess with.

Could be digging yourself
an early grave, so to speak.

I want you back to work tonight.

And if you're
looking for trouble,

well, you've come
to the right place.

You get my meaning?

GRANDMA: If we left tonight,
it wouldn't be soon enough.

Is everything OK, Gram?

Yeah, everything's fine.

We leave tonight.

Pack light.

We'll get movers to get
the rest in the morning.

We're really doing this?

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Our militia needed

to start with Emma
Barnes, who had been very

outspoken since the
Purples threatened to burn

her operation to the
ground if she did not

maintain her insurance plan.

But what we're going to
need from you, to let us

know their movements.

When they come onto the
island and when they leave.

Good.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): What
started as paid protection

from harassment
of other gangs had

become extorted protection
against the insurers themselves.

Jerry Ferris was a war vet
who also was being made to pay

protection to the Purples.

A situation that didn't
sit too well with him.

Jerry was all in.

It would only be a short
time before our new network

would be put to the test.

You know, I can't believe
that broad would be so stupid.

Yeah, she's got a
thing for Frankie.

You think?

At least I'm going to
get my perch dinner.

Well, I like perch.

Is it baked?

Is it fried?

Is it pan-seared.

What do I know?

Do I look like
the old club cook?

Sometimes I wonder
about you, Lou.

[suspenseful music]

It's so depressing.

LOU: Nah, it's beautiful, man.

You just gotta look.

You just used to the city, man.

SQUEAKY: Beautiful?

You call this beautiful?

LOU: Yeah.

[suspenseful music]

Ax.

[gunshot]

[groaning]

SQUEAKY: What is wrong with you?

Me?

It was the tire.

You can't blame that on me.

AXEL: You folks looked
like you had some trouble.

What happened?

LOU: No, man.

I was just driving,
heard an explosion,

and we was in the ditch.

SQUEAKY: Wait, you
heard an explosion,

and then you put
us in the ditch?

LOU: No, it was the tire.

The car pulled.

SQUEAKY: Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, pulled, man.

You ain't blaming
everything on me, man.

Everything.
SQUEAKY: It's always your fault.

Yeah.

Can I give you gents
a ride somewhere?

SQUEAKY: Hell yes.

We were on our way
to the old club.

Old club's got
some great perch.

Baked, fried, or pan-seared?

Why don't you jump
in, you can find out.

Come on, I've got some
blankets in the back, too.

I can arrange to have a car
take you back to the mainland

if you'd like.

Right now, all we need is
a lakeside cabin or a bath,

our clothes laundered, and a
couple of Havana dark cigars.

Yeah, that'd be great.

Fair enough.

I can do that for you.

You know what?

Let me give that car
offer some thought.

All right, fair enough.

[music playing]

Lou, we gotta get shit
done with that punk, Frankie.

He's gotta learn about not
taking what ain't his to take.

Forget about Frankie, OK?

We staying?

Perch dinner.

They got baked, they got
fried, they got pan-seared.

Anything you can think of.

I think I'm going to
go for some pan-seared.

No, something-- something
just don't feel right.

Mm-hmm.

Hotel here, they got a car
and driver that's going to take

us back to the mainland.

What about our car?

Have it towed.

You know, I lost my damn
piece back there in the water.

Yeah, me too.

Wait, we're unarmed?

Yeah.

Don't worry about it.

Relax.

Now me, I'm about to go
to sleep till they drop

off our clothes, all right?

Dream about perch, OK?

You should join me.

You worry much, Squeaky.

[music playing]

I certainly hope that you
can stay with us next time.

So sorry about your car.

[suspenseful music]

Accept this little token
of our hospitality.

And I sincerely hope that
when you get back to the city,

you will spread the word
of the good treatment

you received here.

First class.

Thanks for everything.

Yeah.

[music playing]

SQUEAKY: Whoa, easy, easy, boys.

You remember that thing that
didn't quite feel right?

You don't mind if we make
a little stop, do you, boys?

[music playing]

Hey, it's me.

[laughing]

Gentlemen.

Mr. Bernstein,
sir, it's an honor

to finally get to meet you.

Heard you two successfully
handled the Morgansky

Fishery on Harsens Island?

Yeah, we took care
of it, you know.

No issues.

All good.

Everyone else we've entrusted
has had nothing but issues.

Yeah.

Well, we ain't everybody else.

RAY: So it appears.

The Morganky son,
Frankie, word is,

he's behind an unsanctioned run
that killed some of our boys.

Now, a couple of our
island collectors

got themselves assaulted.

We're facing a long
road of recovery.

ABE: He's just another
rube trying to run

his old racket, that's all.

I got five grand for each of
you if you can get this done.

ABE: Mr. Bernstein, sir.

You give Eddie and
me a few weeks,

I'll make damn sure your
problem is resolved.

Half now and half
when it's done.

OK.

War is coming to Harsens Island.

[suspenseful music]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Our victories

versus the silk
suits of the city

brought support from the
independent rogue runners.

Many of this outdoor breed
were war hardened, tough guys

with special training.

Survivors of the great war.

They came to this
island post-war

seeking solitude and peace as
hunting and fishing guides.

Using myself as bait,
I took the route right

with the Jewish Navy spotters.

The Purples controlled 80%
of the illegal liquor sold.

Even Al Capone made them
his official alcohol agent.

The Purples had become
the wealthiest and most

feared mob in the country.

I remember something
from my youth.

And whether the land
is rich or poor,

and whether there are trees in
there or not, be of good courage

and bring forth
fruit of the land.

[yelling]

HENCHMAN: Hey, fight for it,
will ya, you rat bastard.

[screams]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): The
Purples were about to learn

there's a new sheriff in town.

I have to give it
to the Purples.

They were stepping
away from their one

dimensional strongarm game.

And they were
entering a spy game.

I can work with that.

That's what the sign says.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Suspiciously,

a piano player made around
of calls looking for a club.

A check revealed that Lyman
often filled in as a player

at Squeaky's Blind Pig.

[piano playing]

JERRY: Bravo.

Bravo.

[applause]

I think we have our
new piano player.

Welcome aboard.
FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Perfection.

JERRY: Bravo.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Lyman lands a job

and feels like he fell
into roses when he

discovers Stella working there.

Of course, she never lets on.

Do you have a phone?

I should call my mom and
tell her the good news.

She worries.

Thank you.

[music playing]

[ringing]

Hello, Jenny?

Connect me with Abe Axler.

Thanks.

Hello.

Mr. Axler?

Yes, sir.

I've been doing that.

Do you remember
the working world

that Squeaky was putting out?

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Lyman let the Purples

know that Stella was working
at the old club, of all places.

I felt like if they saw her
as a source of information

to be mined, she would
be safe from Squeaky.

FRANKIE: I'd like to raise a
glass to a successful mission.

Big thank you to
everyone for your help.

But especially Jake and Ezra.

Salut.

Salut.

Salut.

FRANKIE: We've done enough
to give the Purples pause.

If anyone feels bad about
what went down, don't.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
When Bob tried to opt out

of his insurance payments, the
Purples kidnapped an employee,

splayed him open like a pig,
and hung him from a flagpole.

Mark's teenage daughter
was kidnapped and violated

while she was on the
phone with her father,

all for missing a payment.

The Purples were pulling
in 250 million a year

in revenue, topped
only by General Motors.

The Purple Gang Juniors
ran the little Jewish Navy,

a small fleet of
high powered boats

that brought fear to the
independent smuggler.

They would have
to be dealt with.

We've heard the
purples enough to make

them change their tactics.

They even sent down a
mole to Jerry's old club.

They thought that
was their advantage.

Really, it's ours.

Because we've been able
to plant false information

and overhear what
they're planning.

But be on the lookout for more.

Where we need to shift
our focus to now,

though, is finding where
those boats are docked.

(SINGING) Bernstein and his
boys making all kinds of noise

Shooting up the place cause
there's no time to waste.

The Purple Gang is swinging in

Toots.
Yeah.

Come on.

Eh, sit down, sit down.

AXEL: I'm going to
bet that night's

ride outside belongs to you.

Yeah, it does

Looks fast.

But I'm a bit more of
a boat person myself.

I have one of those too.

Yeah.

Faster than anything
around here.

You don't say.

[music playing]

Toots.

Toots.

Another?

Yeah.

Oh, and another for my friends.

Thank you.

Yeah, I help supply
the booze around here.

That's funny, because I
know Purples control that.

They do.

I do.

Huh?

Huh?

Well, that means
we must have a toast.

To my important new friend,
keeping the booze flowing.

Yeah.

Swell.

No broads around here, huh?

Hey.

You want to see my
real baby girl, huh?

She's docked not
too far from here.

Let's do it.

(SINGING) Purple Gang,
that's hard to hit

Ah, yes, she is a beauty.

Nothing around here
that can touch him.

We got 12 more, all
hidden up and down here.

Hidden away, yeah.

We'd grind these Harsens Island
rubes up and spit them out.

Yeah, sometimes they
chase and take, you know.

A lot of times, eh, I
just spot the boats coming

back and forth from Canada.

Law doesn't mess
with you or anything?

Who?

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Axel
came through with the Intel

yet again.

That meant we could put our
plan into action directly.

And I had just the man.

Dave Schindler was a fellow
vet from the great war.

A touch crazy like most flyboys
I know, but as loyal as they

come.

Axel.

Is that little Frankie?

Little Frankie.

Been a long time, Dave.

It's been a long time.

It's nice seeing you again.

Rumor has it you've
been busy lately.

Damn near a legend
on Harsens nowadays.

Well, I hear that you
are a legend in the air.

I don't know about all that.

When she was operational,
I might buy that.

I'll tell you, those damn
purples in them tommy guns.

They've given me a
few close ones lately.

Well, how would you
feel about being rid

of that problem for a while?

I'm listening.

How long before you can
have her back in the air?

A few adjustments.

An hour or two?

It's perfect.

Oh, and we're going to
need some empty bottles.

I got plenty of those
lying around back there.

What ya thinking?

Firestorm.

[music playing]

Yeah.

Woo!

[music playing]

LYMAN: Hello?

Mr. Axler?

It's Lyman Woodard.

Oh.

Well, thank you.

Thank you for asking.

How are you?

I have some news
for you, but I don't

think you're going to like it.

STELLA: Was awful
nice of the mothers

to take Carla for the day.

Yeah.

I'm just surprised at how
well they're getting along.

I'm not really sure if
it's a good or a bad thing,

to be honest.

But they love her.

Look, I-- I'm really sorry
to put all this on you.

Don't be.

I was in just as much
danger working at Squeaky's.

My soul was dying.

[music playing]

I was going to do
something extravagant.

Down at the old club, penthouse
room, seven course meal,

all the fixings.

But I did, however, bring
the imported French wine.

This is perfect.

It's almost like our spot.

Well, you just might earn
that title if you say yes.

Yes to what?

Close your eyes.

What are you doing?

Close your eyes.

Frankie.

No, where are you?

I don't trust you.

I'm not going anywhere.

What are you doing?

FRANKIE: Just keep them closed.

Hold my hand.
FRANKIE: OK.

All right.

You can open them.

Stella, will you marry me?

OK.

Can I take that as a yes?

Say it again.

I want to hear you
say it one more time.

OK, all right.

Stella Mazara,
will you marry me?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yes.

When?

Whenever you want?

Carla, my mom, your mom.

I'm sure they already know.

My mother knows, which
means your mother knows.

And Carla is probably
also in the knowing.

Before I actually
agree to marry you,

I have to ask you a question.

Things just got serious.

OK.

Shoot.

How many kids do you want?

I've never really
thought about it.

I-- I suppose that's
open for discussion.

Why?

What if you already have one?

Well, if you're
talking about Carla, I--

I already love her.

So I'd adopt her in a heartbeat.

You don't have to.

Carla's yours.

[music playing]

I love you.

FRANKIE: I'm love you.

[music playing]

[screaming]

[chattering]

WOMAN: Let me see it again.

STELLA: I know.

I can't stop looking at it.

I hear that you and I have
some stuff to talk about.

Yes, Daddy, we do.

[music playing]

I gave you
schmucks a contract.

You told me you could deliver.

What the hell is going on?

[suspenseful music]

This Harsens rube is making
an ass out of all of us.

And you two putzes are
doing nothing about it.

$50,000 worth of
boats gone, while

you two jerk off on my dime.

Either get this guy gone, or
your asses are on the line.

And if you don't have
anything worthy to add,

I suggest you just zip it
and show yourselves out.

[suspenseful music]

Eddie.

It's not good.

This Lyman, you know, he's
got to do a lot more than just

earn his pay and, you
know, answers the phones.

We're paying him money.

What are we getting?

EDDIE: What's your plan.

All right, look, we
got to find a way to get

these schmucks to come to us.

Call them down.

That's your plan?

ABE: Yeah

[suspenseful music]

Morning, gents.

You both know Axel.

Denzel and Junior here
are our new partners

in Harsens' Breeze Moonshine.

So not only are we in
the bootlegging business,

we're in the distilling
game now, too.

We've talked before.

Fish fry.

Fish fry, that's right, yeah.

FRANKIE: Axel here is my
most trusted associate.

I'm his most
trusted associate.

FRANKIE: Great.

So what do we have
going on here, fellas?

150 gallons, $50
a case, all day.

We'll cut it three times.

Make 100 clams each cut?

That's a lot of liquor.

Enough to get you 20.

We've got one more problem.

It seems that this high and
mighty preacher, Norval,

is trying to cut us down.

Smooth.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Now,
our current enterprise

had three obstacles,
the Purples, the Feds,

and the citizens in
favor of sober living,

which was a small temperance
group residing on the island.

We would have had
another run to the market

if not for that
Norval Burgess and

his holy, righteous citizens.

Apparently, God condones
going after bottles

with baseball bats.

Axel was going to return to
his stakeout on the mainland.

I had just a plan to deal
with our temperance folks.

[suspenseful music]

God be glorified.

Well, if it ain't Denzel Merz.

How you doing?

- I'm doing good.
- I'm glad.

The family?

Yes, everything good.

Excellent, excellent, good.

It's great to see you.

A beautiful day
for meeting, right?

- It really is.
- Yeah.

Yes.

Why don't you come on in.

(SINGING) Thank God
almighty, I pray to Thee

Keep that devil away from me

No time for lying

No time for crying

Just set me free

Oh, set me free

Don't be a lowdown sinner

God almighty will forgive you

Kneel on down

Just kneel on down.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
An anonymous tip

was given to the local
Feds over liquor being

sold right under their noses.

Imagine hiding all that
booze under the guise

of the temperance movement.

Talk about wolves
in sheep's clothing.

Another call to some
friends at the Detroit press

put the cherry on top.

Our mastermind, Axel,
didn't want any credit.

So Denzel was the
man of the hour.

But our biggest
problem still remained.

The Purples were still out
there looking to hurt us.

(SINGING) Don't
be low down sinner

God almighty will forgive you

Kneel on down

Just kneel on down

Oh, down

Oh, Lord

EMMA: To our successful mission.

(SINGING) I'm kneeling

Down on my knees

FRANKIE: What's with the--
with the little smirk, hmm?

Spill it.

We ain't had any Purples
out to the island in weeks.

The local temperance group
has been out of action

for some time.

Local law enforcement taking a
mind your own business approach

with the local runners.

Mm-hmm.

That's all great, but there's--

there's something else.

Come on.

We've been sent a gift.

Champagne?

EMMA: French champagne.

FRANKIE: Wait,
wait, wait a minute.

There was a Purples truck that
ended up in the ice last winter

with a shipment of
French champagne.

$5,000 worth.

And that's the same--

It is.

It is.

I had an idea
where it went down.

And I've been thrown
fishing nets here and there.

I had to find the stash.

See if it was skunked or not.

And?

EMMA: Pop it open and find out.

[bottle pops]

FRANKIE: Cheers.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that's good.

That is real good.

AXEL: She already knew.

I did.

I pulled up two bottles.

I had to try one immediately.

Called you guys over to try
the second bottle to make

sure that it wasn't a fluke.

We need a plan.

She's already got a plan.

I own a diver's suit.

We just got to keep our
eye on the peeping toms.

But this is the best
opportunity we're going to have.

AXEL: Frankie, this is not the
time to be taking on added risk.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
Axel had a point.

Things were already good
with the newfound freedom

to conduct business in Harsens.

But this sunken truck haul could
really be the push we need.

One good Robin
Hood haul to repay

many of our resistance fighters
who'd suffered financially

under these damn Purples.

The following day, we
waited until things

cleared up before heading
out on our fishing boat.

[music playing]

FRANKIE: Woo hoo.

Woo!

[music playing]

Another one.

[music playing]

They're just south of the old
club in the middle of the lake.

Now, I didn't see them
bringing anything up,

but I did see someone
dressed in a diving suit.

I will.

Yes, sir.

[music playing]

Where's Frankie?

Jeez, Frankie, if you
don't want to marry me,

you could just say so.

You don't have to shoot me.

I am so sorry.

But guess what?

You found the champagne?

We did.

Great.

Another reason the Purples
want to have you killed.

I thought we were supposed
to be getting married?

Oh, I'm going to
marry you, all right.

Stop it, Frankie.

You're just not going to be
happy until something really bad

happens.

What's gotten into you?

Is it the wedding?

Our wedding?

I'm surprised
you even remember.

Oh, come on.

The Italian Catholic
Church doesn't want anything

to do with you, Frankie.

And your temple isn't exactly
thrilled about me either.

Screw them.

We can have Jerry set us up
all fancylike at the old club.

And my father knows a
judge who can marry us.

[grunting]

Maxie, you telling
me this Margansky

fellow ran numbers
for you, but you

don't know nothing about him?

I swear on my mother's
grave, I don't know nothing.

HENCHMAN: Come on.

[grunting]

I mean, he was an ex-soldier.

[grunting]

His father runs a fishing
business on Harsens.

That's all I know.

I'm not sure I believe you.

But either way, you're
going to keep quiet.

MAXIE: I'm not a rat.

I won't say anything,
Mr. Bernstein, sir.

I know you won't.

No!

[screaming]

[dings]

Hey, boss.

[suspenseful music]

This is our last
meeting like this.

You two had a rep
for never failing

to deliver on a contract.

But our confidence in both of
you as of late has diminished.

Substantially.

Now, why do you think that is?

Mr. Bernstein, sir,
look, Eddie and I,

we worked for our reputation.

It was tough in the streets
of Jersey, you know.

But look, these-- these
juniors running these boats,

they got to be rubbed out.

They're no better than
the rubes that we're

dealing with right now.

And the thing is,
there was a Coast Guard

and there was another boat.

And these-- all these people.

RAY: I don't give a
rat's ass about that.

I want to hear what
your plan is to take

care of this Morgansky fella.

We're going to use that whore
that used to lay for Squeak.

What's he rattling about?

ABE: Yeah, you know,
here's the thing, you know.

Frankie's soft on this whore.

A guy at the club, you
know, I push on him,

he tells me some stuff.

I press on him some more,
I get some more stuff.

You know how that is.

Well, here's the
thing, is they're

planning to tie the knot,
get married, you know.

So she's got to go
back to the mainland.

She's got to buy a dress,
a hat, shoes, a ring.

She's even got to get a cake.

And when she does, Eddie
and I will be ready.

Look, Frankie's
accidental success

is making him sloppy, OK?

That whore, that kid,
they'll soon be ours.

And this whole
fiasco will be over.

It better be.

For you two will be over.

[suspenseful music]

EDDIE: Mac Nolan.

Big Mac.

Madison Square Gardens.

I knocked you out in round four.

ABE: Eddie, don't do this.

Winner in the
ring, loser in life.

And yet here we are.

ABE: Eddie, don't do this.

Let's blow this place.

Remember, Lyman?

He's got to tell us.

As soon as he comes to
the mainland, let's go.

Forget it.
Forget it.

Come on.

STELLA: Father should be
here any minute to pick me up

for shopping on the mainland.

Sure you don't want to
come get fitted for a suit?

A suit, Frankie.

I have a lot of things
take care of right now,

but I promise you, after that,
I'll get fitted for a suit.

Mm-hmm.

Promises.

Take care ofs?

You do anything that makes
them ruin my wedding,

I will never forgive you.

Are we clear?

Isn't it our wedding,
not just yours.

There's your father.

No stirring up trouble.

Love you.

Love you.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
I cannot believe how

close I was to true happiness.

I've never seen my mother
happier than with Carla.

Even my father
had almost started

to enjoy his forced retirement.

Be good.

You have to be right next to me.

Thank you.

Watch your step.

Thanks.

All right.

Now, I'll be back
for you in two hours.

Oh, that should give
us plenty of time.

Good.

Thank you.

I can't wait for
you to see my dress.

I can't wait either.

Come on, honey.

Oh.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

[music playing]

[gasps]

No.

Hey, hey, somebody
help us, please.

Quiet.

No, please.

So we meet again.

No.

You're going to
do something for me.

Stop it.

Control your brat kid.

Please, just take me.
Just leave her, please.

You're gonna do something.
We're going to get in the car.

Sweetheart.

You and the brat,
or I'll shoot her.

Go now.
- OK.

Come on.

Get in the car.

Get in.

Now.

[suspenseful music]

I'm sure they're ready.

I'll be right there.

I'll be here.

OK.

Hey, mister.

Is your name Simon Morgansky?

Who wants to know?

A fellow gave me a
quarter to give this to you.

Wait.

What-- what's
going on with this?

They aren't there.

What?

They never got in.

They never went in.

Get in.

Now.

What's this?

I don't know.

What is this?

[suspenseful music]

Hey, where are they?

Talk.

GRANDMA: Where's
Carla and Stella?

FRANKIE: Talk.

Where's Carla and Stella?

Where are they?

You.

You did this.

You did this.

Please, I can't lose my baby.

They want $35,000.

And a load of champagne.

[sobbing]

Hey, look at me.

I've got this.

Get them back, please.

ABE: What's wrong,
you're nervous?

The only reason you and your
brat aren't out of the picture

yet, it's because you're
worth $1 more alive than dead.

EDDIE: You know how that
palooka boyfriend of yours?

He's going to have to pay big
bucks to get your asses back.

That is, if he wants it.

ABE: Yeah, you
better pray he does.

What, are you crying?

[suspenseful music]

Look at me.

You-- what, are you
hard of hearing?

You didn't hear what I said?

I said, look at me.

There you are.

You know, doll, number
of years ago, you and me,

we had a lot of fun, didn't we?

STELLA: You're going
to be real sorry.

ABE: What?

Eddie, I'm going to be sorry.

[suspenseful music]

I don't like the way
you looking at me.

You're looking at me like
that, it makes me nervous.

I don't know what
to do with my hands.

I might hit you.

I might smack you.

Better yet, Eddie, grab her.

STELLA: No, no.
- Mommy.

STELLA: I'm sorry, daughter.

Carla, close your eyes.

Don't.

Not in front of my daughter.

ABE: Look at that, Eddie.

You got a wild
kid on your hands.

Carla, I love you.

No.

No.

Carla, close your eyes.

What is it, doll?

You remember this, huh?

That's kinda how I see you
living your life on the edge

right there, you know.

And if you're careful, it's OK.

You're not being too
careful right now.

You're going to slip.

I'm gonna ask you one more
time, just one more time.

You think about it really
hard before you answer.

We had a good time back
then, didn't we, doll?

Didn't we?

Yes.

ABE: Yeah, Eddie, look at that.

Let her go.

That's how it goes.

See, we can negotiate
and get what we want.

Just like that.

CARLA: Mommy.

STELLA: Come here, baby.

I'm done with this game.

Let her go.

STELLA: You OK?

You OK, baby?

Sorry.

Frankie!

JERRY: Won't be long now, kid.

[ringing]

Hello?

ABE: Tell me you got
the money in the booze

and we'll go to the next step.

Otherwise, we stop right here
and we can prepare the funerals.

I got both.

ABE: Good.

You're gonna come alone.

You meet me in front
of Squeaky's place.

FRANKIE: How do I
know this isn't just

a setup to get the money, huh?

How do I know
they're still alive?

ABE: Listen, schmuck,
you're in no position

to be calling the shots.

You bring the money, you bring
the booze, you get your whore

and your kid back, got it?

FRANKIE: I'm not about
to be anyone's sucker,

unless I know my girls are OK.

You got me?

So unless you can prove that,
you can kiss it all goodbye,

the money and the booze.

How about that, huh?

ABE: You got a deal, but
don't be pushing your luck.

Tomorrow at noon
I'll call again.

Listen, I've got your money.

It's in my safe and
it's ready to travel.

Thank you.

JERRY: Yeah.

I can set you up with
a place upstairs.

We'll leave this set up
for our call at noon.

Oh, and by the way, I had
Lyman's car taken care of.

He's not going anywhere.

ABE: Look, I appreciate
you helping us out.

It's not a problem.

This is one of the horrors I
was looking forward to making

use of before she took off.

EDDIE: Squeaky's got some
food prepared for the two.

Who smells like
a French whore?

Is that you?

Calm down, Mickey.

I'm looking to have breakfast
in bed with that little mavka.

Oh.

That so?

You know it.

You're a wildcat, huh?

Don't screw this up.

I'll make yous both sorry.

Eddie and I are going to go
dip a bill, grab some shut eye.

We got this.

Enjoy yourselves.

Mama?

Yeah?

Do you think he's
going to save us?

STELLA: No.

Carla, close your eyes.

Won't you come
dancing with me?

Go down there.
Go down there.

You're OK.
You're OK.

Don't think you want
a little bucket of slop.

Are you hungry?

What do you want?

IRVING: Well, I'm
going to feed you.

But first, you're going
to have to earn it.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

So put the kid away,
get on your back.

You know what I want.

Then you get on your back.
- No.

IRVING: Yes.

Get away.

Go ahead and get--

get ready.

No.

[shouting]

Get out of here.

Don't-- no.

Don't come back.

[screaming]

Carla.

FRANKIE: Hey, turn over.

I said turn over.

Sit up.

Sit up.

[speaking german]

What?

I don't understand.

English.

Kill, please.

Kill me.

[ringing]

FRANKIE: Hello?

STELLA: Frankie.

Stella.

Are you and Carla OK?

STELLA: No, no.
CARLA: Mommy.

STELLA: I'm sorry!
Don't!

ABE: Knock it off.

Tomorrow night, in front
of Squeaky's at 9:00 PM.

You make damn sure
you come along

with the money and the booze.

Any funny business, you'll never
see your whore and your kid

again.

You got it?

Got it.

Yes, sir.

Just don't hurt them.

Got everything you want.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER):
This was all heading

towards a final showdown.

Failure was not an option.

ABE: Gentlemen,
know your onions.

I think we're
finally in a position

to get rid of this whore and
the kid for a real price.

Well, that whore was
mine, and I'm still owed.

ABE: Oh, you get what's
coming to you and more, OK?

As soon as we get this
Frankie Morgansky,

we turn him over to the Purples.

Will be in good standing with
the Bernstein brothers again.

Hey.

EDDIE: All right, so that
crazy bearcat spills slop

all over Irving last night.

ABE: No.

She's-- yeah, she's--

she's a wild one.

I could have told you that.

Hey, my two cents.

Don't underestimate
Frankie Morgansky.

ABE: Look, I've already
called in reinforcements.

This Frankie Morgansky guy,
he's as good as gotten.

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Axel
has done an excellent job

in rallying the troops.

Defeat at the hands of
these silk-suited kikes

was not something these
Harsens Island patriots

were willing to swallow.

They all have stories
of family, friends,

or themselves being bullied or
harassed by these gangsters.

Life shrinks or expands in
proportion to their courage.

Alone, these mobsters
have them wrapped up.

But standing together,
they have the ability

to liberate their future.

I am so grateful for Axel's
cool head and leadership.

My thoughts had me
all over the board.

I had to pull it together
for Stella and Carla.

You're a hell of a lot
better at this than me.

These core troops
have been trained well.

No doubt we're going to come
out on top of this mission.

Thanks to the training they
received for fighting in hell.

[music playing]

Hey, Mickey.

Yeah.

We found a lonely boy.

Boss says he wants to know if
you got the booze and the money

before we go any further.

I don't see anything.

I may just be a rube
from Harsens Island.

That you are.

I'm not going to
produce anything

until you show me my girls.

Listen, punk, the
boss ain't going

to like us going back and
saying you're not cooperating.

See, if you got any brains
in that bean bag of yours,

you'll show us the money now.

FRANKIE: That right?

That's right.

I'm not producing anything
until you show me my girls.

That's a nice hat
that you got there.

I always wanted one of those.

Looks real pretty
on you, Frankie.

[suspenseful music]

Frankie.

We finally meet.

Get out of the car.

[suspenseful music]

This is how it's going to go.

You feel that?

IRVING: Hope he
cuts his lips off.

Yeah.

ABE: Shut up.

No problem, boss.

I get a blade right
next to your jugular.

If these negotiations don't go
as planned, we'll come back here

and I'll cut you.

And I'll laugh while you bleed.

[suspenseful music]

You better not be trying
to pull a fast one.

No, sir.

Show me the girls.

I'll get you the
money and the booze.

Mickey was right.

He's just a smart ass rube.

That's right.

Let's begin.

What are you trying to pull?
- Relax.

OK?

What did I just tell you?

He's got the money.

Look.

It's like I said.

Screwing around in
negotiations like this

is going to get you
dead, Frankie Morgansky.

Stop right there.

Slowly come over here with the
bag and drop it right there.

Put the bag right there.

Back up over there.

IRVING: Hey, Mickey, it's
the fried chicken guy.

You're good.

You got the chicken?

What's your name, lovely?

ABE: Shut up.

[suspenseful music]

You got your money.

All the booze is in the truck.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

It better be.

Eddie.

Frankie.

Enough.

Say hello and goodbye.

ABE: Frankie, I got some
good news and some bad news.

The good news is,
one of us yous wins.

The bad news is,
one of yous loses.

You, Frankie, you win.

You get to come with us.

Over there.

It's OK, it's OK, it's OK.

EDDIE: Stay over here.

Hey, back over there.

You.

You lose.

Come here.

STELLA: No.

You take the whore, the
brat, and you get out of here

and don't look back.

And do it now.

Frankie.

No, no, no.

Get off.

No.

Frankie.

Frankie.

You take your wild
cat out of here.

Keep going.

Don't look back.

Now for you, my pain in the
ass friend, you go there.

[chattering]

MICKEY: I'm really going
to enjoy this, Morgansky.

I cannot wait.

What's the return policy for
that little whore of yours?

ABE: All right,
all right, shut it.

IRVING: You think I'm--

patience, patience, patience.

Shut your mouth.
MICKEY: Whoa.

EDDIE: Now.

[suspenseful music]

I've been waiting to bust this
troublemaker up since day one.

ABE: Eddie.

IRVING: See you.

See you.

Eddie.

Priorities.

We got $5,000 of champagne
sitting on that truck.

Eddie, let's get
it in, and then you

can have all the fun you want.

Nobody will touch you,
I promise you that.

You know me, Eddie.

IRVING: Look at his feet.

ABE: Zip it.

IRVING: Is it the hat that
makes him look so pretty?

What did I tell you?

Nothing.
I'm not saying nothing.

It's him.
- Zip it.

He wants to kill him.
I don't want to kill him.

I want to kiss him.

MICKEY: Come on.

IRVING: Look at that pretty boy.

Pretty boy.

Oh my groin, you
scared little boy.

MICKEY: You think so?

I think you better take it.

He needs a couple pops
here, a couple pops there.

Do I look pretty now?

MICKEY: Hey.
IRVING: Whoa.

MICKEY: Whoa whoa whoa whoa.
IRVING: She'll kill him.

MICKEY: Ease off.

That's enough.

Go get the booze
out of the truck.

What the hell is this?

You're all dead men.

AXEL: Is that the best you got?

[suspenseful music]

Have you ever seen anybody when
they've been shot in the head

with a gun like this?

ABE: Don't shoot.

Let me answer that
question for you, sir.

No one has seen it because
there's no one left to see.

Now, get on the ground.

All right.

There's a lot more
itching for a fight.

We'll come jack you up.

ABE: Don't shoot.

AXEL: Don't look.

Turn around.

[grunting]

LYMAN: Please, please, please.

Where are we?

I'm-- I'm not--
I'm not a Purple.

I'm just-- I'm a piano player.

Please, sir.

Please, please don't hurt me.

What are you doing here?

ABE: You knew all along
you were playing us.

Affirmative.

Now, on your feet, all of you.

AXEL: Gentlemen, the Harsens
Island citizens have filed

criminal charges against you.

They have authorized
this committee

to hold a trial to determine
your innocence or your guilt.

The charges filed, but are not
limited to, racketeering, theft,

aggravated assault, and
generally pissing people off.

How do you plead?

AXEL: We will take your silence
as an admission of guilt.

And with your plea
of guilty, you

are sentenced to death to
hang until you are dead,

or someone comes to rescue you.

Fellas, make peace
with your maker.

[music playing]

Attention.

A word.

I was going to be dramatic
and paint your crimes on each

and every one of you before
stringing you up as a warning

to the rest of the Purples.

But seeing what I know about
the Bernstein Brothers,

some of you boys may consider
the noose your best option.

You see, they're going to be
very disappointed in you fellas.

And they'll be disappointed in
everyone they send after you,

and all the poor souls
they send after that.

Believe me when I say if we
see one more Purple on Harsens

Island for any
reason whatsoever,

there will be no second chances.

No quarter given.

Is that understood?

ABE: Understood,
Frankie Morgansky, sir.

Yeah.

Good.

I'll leave you men to
decide your own fates.

The noose or the
Bernstein Brothers.

But for those of you who choose
not to go with the noose,

please, for me, give them
our collective message

from the Harsens Island
militia, and pray to God

that we never see
each other again.

[music playing]

Oh, oh.

Oh, my baby.

Oh, my babies.

[sobbing]

FRANKIE (VOICEOVER): Thanks
to the brave patriots

of Harsens Island, we
accomplished our objective,

gathered our troops, and headed
back to our little Michigan

island paradise.

[music playing]

But what happened, you say?

Did everyone live
happily ever after?

The Harsens Island
citizens militia

returned to normal
life, this time

without the Purples
meddling in their business.

[suspenseful music]

(SINGING) You can't win
against the Purple Gang

Nothing you can do
to stop the Purple

Gang million dollars suits

Diamonds and gold to boot

When they roll up,
silence fills the air

Hearts beat harder in
the shadows, beware

Cigars and cold
steel feels the night

You can't win against
the Purple Gang

Nothing you can do to stop the
Purple Gang million dollar suits

Diamonds and gold to boot

When they roll up,
silence fills the air.

[music playing]