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Post by Don Ben Costello on Mar 31, 2010 6:49:19 GMT -5
Ben, with the help of John Lupino manages to load 50 crates into Carmine's basement, each crate storing 10 kilos of pure Colombian Cocaine each.
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Post by Don Ben Costello on Mar 31, 2010 8:46:22 GMT -5
Ben, with the help of John Lupino manages to load 45 crates into Carmine's basement. Each crate stores 5 grade-A unregistered Firearms each. That equals out to 225 guns.
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Post by Alfredo Costello on Mar 31, 2010 12:57:41 GMT -5
Alfredo walks into Carmine's safehouse and sits infront of him, smoking a cigar.
Alfredo: Congratulazioni, Carmine. Sulla Regolo Joey colpito. Io ho un altro compito per voi. Si tratta di stealth. È necessario assassinare Wu Chung Li, un leader terna. Si deve a lui ariete fuori della strada in un bulldozer. Poi lo portano ai lavori di frantumazione e schiacciarlo vivo nella sua limousine. Chiunque nella limousine non deve sopravvivere. Questo è molto, molto difficile compito. Ecco perché io mando il mio muscolo personale con te, Luciano Delgado. Pagherò 30.000 $ se si riesce.
(Congratulations, Carmine. On the Joey Regolo hit. I have another task for you. It involves stealth. You must assassinate Wu Chung Li, a Triad leader. You must ram him off the road in a bulldozer. Then take him to the crushing works and crush him alive in his Limo. Anyone in the Limo must not survive. This is a very, very hard task. That's why I am sending my personal muscle with you, Luciano Delgado. I will pay $30,000 if you succeed.)
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Post by Santino Gambetti on Apr 1, 2010 12:19:19 GMT -5
Carmine: You got it boss. I'll take this fuck out.
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Apr 2, 2010 18:13:50 GMT -5
Detective Morello drives up to the safehouse and knocks on the front door. He catches Carmine right when he's about to leave. He flashes his badge:
Morello: Hi, how you doing? My name is Detective Frank Morello, LVPD.
Carmine: Okay, what can I do for you pig?
Morello: Oh, why so hostile? I just came to have a quck chat. Can I come in?
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Post by Santino Gambetti on Apr 2, 2010 18:17:30 GMT -5
Carmine looks at the detective uneasily:
Carmine: Yaeh sure.
The detective enters and they both sit in the livingroom, as Carmine lights a cigarette:
Carmine: So what can I do for you Detective Morello?
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Apr 2, 2010 22:10:51 GMT -5
Morello: Well I understand that you're the Costello family's newest wiseguy.
Carmine gives a grin:
Morello: I heard you've even done so well for the family, that you're the top Capo.
Carmine: I don't know what you're talking about. I'm a business man.
Morello: Yeah, yeah. I know all about the mafia's code of silence... the omerta. Well listen, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that you and your "family" are a bunch of two-bit gangsters trying to look legit.
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Post by Alfredo Costello on Apr 3, 2010 3:36:28 GMT -5
Alfredo walks in after hearing "two-bit gangsters". He grabs Morello by his neck.
Alfredo: The fuck did you say?!
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Apr 3, 2010 17:11:39 GMT -5
Morello: You heard me Freddy. Now get off of my suit you guinea fuck! It's not cheap like your mother.
Alfredo: You motherfucker!
Just Alfredo gets ready to punch Detective Morello, the detective pushes Alfredo off and pulls out his pistol:
Morello: Back the hell up, you oily haired basterd!
Alfredo then backs up. Detective Morello then pulls out a search warrant and turns back to Carmine:
Morello: Now, I've got a signed legal search warrant here. I have the authority to search this safehouse.
Detective Morello makes his way to the basement and sees all of the stolen vehicles, drugs, & smuggled weapons:
Morello: Well, well, well. It looks like I've got enough evidence here to put you away for about... THE REST OF YOUR FUCKIN LIFE!
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Post by Santino Gambetti on Apr 3, 2010 17:13:46 GMT -5
Carmine: Damn... Please detective, don't arrest me. I'll do anything to keep from going back to prison. Anything.
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Apr 3, 2010 17:16:34 GMT -5
Morello: Anything? Hmmm... well, how about you and your damn crew start paying me 35% of what you make down at that horse racing track of yours. If not, then me and my boys can come back anytime and kick your front door down. Deal?
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Post by Santino Gambetti on Apr 3, 2010 17:17:50 GMT -5
Carmine: ...Deal.
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Post by Jackie Gambetti on Apr 3, 2010 17:19:54 GMT -5
Morello: Great. And ask that girlfriend of yours when I can get another private dance at the Triangle club.
Morello then lights a cigar, laughs at Alfredo & Carmine, and then he heads back to the LVPD.
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Post by Santino Gambetti on Apr 3, 2010 17:21:54 GMT -5
Carmine then punches a hole in his wall:
Carmine: That cocksucking pig!!! Alfredo, we have to tell the Don about this fuckin detective.
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