Now, we insist it's a public place,
A bar, a restaurant,
Someplace where there's people so I feel safe.
They're going to search me when I first meet them,
So I can't have a weapon on me then.
But if clemenza can figure a way
To have a weapon planted there for me...
Then I'll kill them both.
Ha ha ha ha!
Hey, what are you going to do?
Nice college boy, huh?
Didn't want to get mixed up in the family business.
Now you want to shoot a police captain.
You got to get up close, like this.
You blow their brains all over your nice ivy league suit.
You're taking this very personal.
Where does it say you can't kill a cop?
Come on, mikey.
Tom, wait a minute.
I'm talking about a crooked cop
Who got mixed up in the rackets
And got what was coming to him.
That's a terrific story.
We have newspaper people on the payroll,
Don't we, tom?
They might like a story like that.
They just might.
It's not personal, sonny.
It's strictly business.
It's as cold as they come.
Impossible to trace, so don't worry about prints.
I put a special tape on the trigger and the butt.
Here, try it.
What's the matter, the trigger too tight?
Heh heh heh heh.
Madonna! My ears.