:00:29
Gangland enforcers broke the arms of
an elderly news dealer this afternoon...
:00:33
when he refused to share
his week's receipts with them.
:00:36
Stacks of newspapers
were tossed in the gutter...
:00:38
as the thugs wrecked the business
and made their getaway.
:00:42
Lunchtime crowds were paralysed
by the suddenness of the crime.
:00:46
Not a hand was raised in protest!
:00:52
Organized crime is their name.
:00:54
What appeared to be organized hoods
shattered the kneecaps...
:00:57
of the beloved operator
of a shoeshine parlour today...
:01:00
as horrified customers looked on.
:01:02
The bootblack would not
give up his receipts...
:01:04
and paid dearly for his failure
to surrender to gang demands.
:01:06
A mother of four, unable to pay
a gambling debt, lies dead tonight.
:01:10
Gangland thugs left her
to expire in a pool of blood...
:01:12
as they helped themselves
to the contents of a cash register...
:01:15
inside the luncheonette.
:01:40
I was talkin' to them,
at the station house, you know, and
it was the darnedest thing I ever saw.
:01:43
Oh, yeah? Wow.
:01:45
Five, no help.
King, no help.
:01:50
- Aces and eights.
- Twenty.
:01:53
- Ohh.
- Okay, I'm callin'.
:01:56
Deuce, still possible.
Six, no help.
:01:59
Got a pair of aces,
a pair of eights.