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The Secret Six

Donlin: [Noticing Slaughterhouse's bloody arm] Where'd you get these wounds, Slaughterhouse?
Scorpio: A bee stung me.
Donlin: Yeah?
Scorpio: Yeah!
Donlin: You're gonna have a whole hive on you before I get through with yuh.
Scorpio: Yeah?
Donlin: Yeah!

Newton: [to Scorpio] Go ahead and shoot if you got the nerve. I won't turn my back to yuh.

Scorpio: [Comparing his slaughterhouse job to a life of crime] I'd rather have a belly full of guts, anytime, than a belly full of lead.

Newton: [after being shot in the back by Scorpio] Well, that serves me right. That's the first time I ever turned my back on you, you rat!

Scorpio: I got a swell job. You know how much money I made last week - not counting overtime? Thirty-five bucks.

Newton: What if they have raided a still? What's one still? They think they can stop me? As for the rest of you, keep your mouths shut. Run back to the holes you came from. You spineless rats! Run! Run away!

Scorpio: Hey, wait a minute. Where do you get off rating a hog's share? I bring in more dough to this joint than all of you yids put together.

Scorpio: Hello, Sweetbread.
Peaches: You keep your big hands off me! Or, I'll have Johnny kick you outta the gang.
Scorpio: Who, me?
Peaches: Yeah, you!
Scorpio: Oh, listen, you. You'll be crawling on your hands and knees to me some day.
Peaches: Yeah?
Scorpio: Yes, me!
Peaches: Not while I'm sober! You big side of beef!

Scorpio: [after being set up and ambushed by a rival gang] Well, they winged me.
Johnny Franks: I'm glad they didn't get you kid.
Scorpio: Thanks, Johnny.
Johnny Franks: Have a little drink and I'll get you a sawbones.

Newton: He almost got Slaughterhouse, too.
Donlin: No. He wouldn't kill Johnny Franks. He hasn't got the guts!
Newton: No? See if you can get him to admit he didn't do it.
Donlin: Yeah, I know, he won't squeal. He's afraid of what the gang will do to him. I know this bird!

Scorpio: Say, he killed my dearest pal, Johnny Franks.
Carl: Oh, yeah?
Scorpio: Yeah.
Carl: [Sarcastically] Well, buck up, Slaughterhouse. That's a tough break. Johnny was a great little kid. Yeah, I know just how much he meant to you.

Carl: Oh, baby, you got a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen. You know, I'd sure like to take you around and introduce you to my Aunt Emma.
Anne: What a break for Aunt Emma!

Carl: Come on, Hank, let's chow!
Hank: Eh, much obliged, Carl, but, I got to go down to see my grandmother.
Carl: Oh, does she live in Centro?
Hank: Yeah.
Carl: Yeah, well, I'll go with you. Maybe she's got a girl friend.
Hank: I'm not kidding.
Carl: No, well, neither am I. So does my Aunt Emma. Well, so long, Hank. Give my - love - to Grandma.

Newton: You want to get rid of that woman, too.
Scorpio: She sure is a gabby old dame. She even talks in her sleep. Why don't she keep her mouth shut - like I do all the time?

Donlin: Who sent for me?
Mizoski - the Gouger: Me! The Honorable Nick Mizoski - your new mayor. I just wanted to have a word with the - eh - ex-Chief of Police.
Donlin: What do you mean?
Mizoski - the Gouger: You know what I mean. I'm in and you're out!
[laughter]
Donlin: Now, you shut up, all of you! I've got something to say and you're going to listen to me. The night my kid was - bumped off, I swore I'd drive every one of you outta this country and I'm going to do it! And you newspaper guys, making heroes out of hoodlums. You're going to stop that now. I mean it! Now, don't forget, you birds, I've just begun to fight!
[Storms out]
Scorpio: Now, ain't that too bad.

Scorpio: Hello, buttermilk! Say, eh, I'm going to have to have a little more appreciation from those newspapers. You get me?
Anne: Sure, I get you. You're no crossword puzzle.

Scorpio: What's the big idea? Thirty grand - under last week?
Phillip: Yes sir. They raided 12 stills and closed 75 speakeasies.
Scorpio: Last week?
Phillip: Yes sir.
Scorpio: Get Newton on that telephone.
Phillip: He's on his way up here now sir.
Scorpio: Those guys! Didn't I donate 10 grand, last week, to the Policeman's Charity Ball? Well, it's just like feeding a hungry dog and having it turn around and bite you on the leg!
Phillip: Quite true, sir.
Scorpio: If I can't conduct an honest business, with those guys chiseling and muscling in every five minutes of the day, I'm going out and start a milk route. I got expenses of my own to keep up. I'll go out on a desert island where there ain't no coppers and then I won't be bothered with 'em.

Manicurist: Good morning, Mr. Scorpio. Did you rest well, Mr. Scorpio? Gee, it sure is a fine day.
Scorpio: I wish everybody was as dumb as Metz.
Manicurist: Ain't I dumb enough for ya?
Scorpio: Shut up.
Manicurist: Okay!

Scorpio: [Dictating a letter] I ain't gonna stand for no rotten deal...
Philip: Oh, please, please. Not rotten, sir. Eh, something more, eh, more conservative.
Scorpio: Well? Stinkin'! Say stinkin'. Stinkin' deal. You know, I don't want to be talkin' like no sissy, Philip. Your's truely, Me!

District Attorney: This tribunal, known only as the Secret Six, represent the greatest force of law and order in the United States. These men have gathered together - to fight and destroy the vicious power of the gangster.

Newton: What excuse did you give him for pretending to be a deaf-mute?
Metz: Well, I said I was married to a dame that was on the hunt for me and if she found me, she'd send me up for a rap.
Newton: And what did Mr. Scorpio say to that?
Metz: He said he was sorry for all married men. Wouldn't spill the beans.

Scorpio: Don't let that dame get away from you and get right back here. We might have to use the rods to get out of this joint. Scram.

Mr. Jones - Juror: So, you're stickin' up for these bootleggers, eh?
M, Juror: The public is as guilty as the bootleggers. Who buys the liquor? Do you?
Mr. Jones - Juror: No! I make my own.

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