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He's here, Preston.
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Hiya, Mick.
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Good luck, kid. Chin up.
Stiff upper lip.

:44:19
Sit down!
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Make yourself at home.
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Sure, Mick, I knew all the boys in the old days.
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Al Capone, Bugsy Siegel,
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yeah, Bugs Moran.
:44:34
You bet I did.
Yeah, Mick, they...

:44:39
...they all loved me.
:44:42
They all loved me. Why shouldn't they?
:44:45
What the hell. On the screen
I gave 'em class, didn't I?

:44:50
So, how come I didn't win an Oscar?
:44:53
Hey, do me a favour, will you?
:44:57
Change the record, please.
Put on one of the old ones.

:45:02
I like the old ones...
:45:06
That immigration department. They're tougher
than any hoods or gangsters I ever worked for.

:45:13
Mick, they're nothing but a bunch of hypocrites.
:45:17
They waited until I was a little on in years,
had a little mileage, then they went after me.

:45:30
When I was asked to leave the
country, do you think the fans gave a damn?

:45:36
Like hell they did. That's what hurt.
:45:39
I couldn't go to a club
throughout the US, all over,

:45:43
Chicago, Cleveland, you name it,
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without some idiot taking a swipe at me,
trying to hit me in the jaw.

:45:51
Well, that's the fans for you.
:45:54
You do them a favour living out
their fantasies, and they get jealous.


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