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Corrine 2022-03-22 09:01:28
The stark contrast between Margaret and Gillian
One, the pretentious king Margaret
Her British accent sounds very sexy, but her personality is extremely divided, a complex of contradictions. Although she is more literate and understands politics than Ipson's other lovers, she is indeed very decent to take such a woman out, but she asks too much,...
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Royce 2021-11-11 08:01:14
Personal understanding of the career development of the characters in the Atlantic Empire
I was on the Qingming Festival with a leg injury. Finished watching the fifth season of Atlantic Empire. With guilt for not summing up my knowledge intake in the past, I used the night to be sober and beautiful. Time to use the horizontal 26-key mode of the Mi Pad 1 to get your own impressions....
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Lucky Luciano: You wanted to see me?
Arnold Rothstein: Yeah, it turns out my sister-in-law's nephew, for a time at least, survived the shooting in the woods.
Lucky Luciano: Well, I'm sorry about your loss. Obviously, if there's anything I can do...
Arnold Rothstein: There is actually. You can kill someone for me to settle a debt. I have it on good authority that a James Darmody of Atlantic City was one of the two shooters.
Lucky Luciano: Who was the other one?
Arnold Rothstein: I don't know. But I'd bet you're persuasive enough to get Darmody to tell you.
Lucky Luciano: That's a good bet.
Arnold Rothstein: The only kind I make.
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Arnold Rothstein: Meyer, Charlie, I believe you know Mr. Masseria.
Lucky Luciano: Everybody knows Joe the boss.
Arnold Rothstein: Then perhaps you also know, though it is of course news to me, that a card game you operate is located in territory that Mr. Masseria considers to be his.
Joe Masseria: Not considers! Is mine.
Arnold Rothstein: My thinking was, before any more blood is shed, that a compromise can be reached.
Meyer Lansky: More blood?
Joe Masseria: Tompkins Square Park, my two nephews?
[imitates throat-cutting]
Lucky Luciano: I don't know what you're talking about.
Arnold Rothstein: Apparently two of Mr. Masseria's emissaries to your establishment were murdered shortly after their visit.
Meyer Lansky: We do operate a game in what might be termed a grey area territorially. But as to any violence in the neighborhood...
Joe Masseria: They stab themself, eh?
Lucky Luciano: A coincidence then. It happens.
Joe Masseria: On my streets, no coincidence.
[indicates Charlie]
Joe Masseria: This little prick, since he's 10 years old he causes problems.
Arnold Rothstein: It seems to me you boys ought to extend a token of goodwill towards Mr. Masseria. Shall we say a one-time fee of $2,000 for the families of those gentlemen and a tax of 10% on the game going forward?
Lucky Luciano: Hold on a fuckin' second...
Arnold Rothstein: Charlie.
Joe Masseria: 10% is okay. For now.
Arnold Rothstein: Then we have an agreement?
[shake hands]
Joe Masseria: [in Italian] What are you doing with these Christ-killers? Come with me, I'll make you rich.
Lucky Luciano: [in Italina] With your other hand in my pockets.
Joe Masseria: [in Italian] I'm watching you, boy. Every fucking step.
[Luciano stands up angrily]
Arnold Rothstein: Charlie.
Lucky Luciano: A.R., two grand is bad enough, but 10% of the fucking game?
Meyer Lansky: We already pay half the take on that game to you.
Arnold Rothstein: Yes. And now you boys know why.
