:37:02
The whiskey, huh?
:37:04
Right.
:37:15
You suckin' bastard!
:37:19
You son of a
flea-bitten bitch!
:37:30
Thank God
I can't kill him now.
:37:32
He made such a tough deal.
He's no phony.
:37:36
You and me together,
Faranzano is a dead man.
:37:43
In six months,
:37:45
you pass
the whiskey to me,
:37:50
or I kill you.
:38:00
You're part
of the family.
:38:05
Ah, that's my boy.
:38:11
It's not a question of numbers.
Anyone can rack up numbers.
:38:13
It's how you do it.
It's a question of style.
:38:16
I don't kill with style? You
don't know how to kill at all.
:38:19
Gentlemen, sit down.
:38:32
Very interesting to
see you again, Mr. Coll.
:38:35
Again?
:38:40
About three years ago, you
ambushed me and Meyer here.
:38:44
Oh, yeah.
:38:47
By the old way of doing things, I should
let Benny shoot you in the head now.
:38:55
But I'm not
gonna do that.
:38:59
So, you're not
gonna kill me.