Hooker:
Listen, Gondorff! Am I gonna learn the big con or not?
Henry:
What's your hurry?
Hooker:
I want to play for Lonnegan.
Henry:
You know anything about the guy?
Hooker:
Yeah! He croaked Luther! Anything else I gotta know? [after he calms down] All right. He runs a numbers racket on the south side. He owns a packing house. A few banks.
Henry:
Yeah, and half the politicians in New York and Chicago. Not a fix in this world is gonna cool him out if he blows on you.
Hooker:
I'll get him anyway.
Henry:
Why?
Hooker:
'Cause I don't know enough about killin' to kill him.
Henry:
You can't do it alone, you know. It takes a mob of guys like you and enough money to make them look good.
Hooker:
I know plenty of guys.
Henry:
It's not like playing winos in the street. You can't outrun Lonnegan.
Hooker:
I never played for no winos.
Henry:
You gotta keep his con even after you take his money. He can't know you took him.
Hooker:
You're scared of him.
Henry:
Right down to my socks, buster! You're talkin' about a guy who'd kill a grifter over a chunk of money that wouldn't support him for two days!
