They've Hung Everything On Me Except The

We Been On The Road For 18 Hours... I Need A Bath, Some Chow... And Then You And Me Sit Down, And We Talk About Who Dies,eh?

They Can't Collect Legal Taxes From Illegal Money.

I Have Built My Organization Upon Fear.

I Am Going To St. Petersburg, Florida, Tomorrow. Let The Worthy Citizens Of Chicago Get Their Liquor The Best They Can. I'm Sick Of The Job-it's A Thankless One And Full Of Grief. I've Been Spending The Best Years Of My Life As A Public Benefactor.

Every Time A Boy Falls Off A Tricycle, Every Time A Black Cat Has Gray Kittens, Every Time Someone Stubs A Toe, Every Time There's A Murder Or A Fire Or The Marines Land In Nicaragua, The Police And The Newspapers Holler 'get Capone.'