from one end to the other.
His methods?
Politics is a dirty game.
And he played it rough and dirty.
Willie's little black book was
a record of corruption.
And me, Jack Burden, I kept the book
and added up the accounts.
"Clown, show-off, playboy,"
they yelled out.
Building stadiums.
Fiercely proud of his son
who played in them.
They said he was building
a private army.
But he was always building.
Playing up to the crowd,
letting them trample on tradition.
Well, tradition needed trampling on.
The crowds loved it.
Willie loved it...
...and so did I.
You low-down, no-good redneck!
- What goes on?
- That's what Sadie wants to know.
The boss poses for too Many pictures.
I'll kill hiM!
Why, Sadie!
I'M surprised at you.
I'll kill hiM!
I hate all woMen!
Was she pretty?
Was she pretty?
If I Met her on the street,
I'd never recognize her.
I wasn't looking at her face.
If it'll cause this grief,
let hiM go.
Let hiM go?
I'll kill hiM!
I'll drive hiM out of this state.
A guy sits with girls
on his knees in public...
Public or private, I know hiM.
How about Chicago?
That girl on skates.
And the tiMe you both
went to St. Louis?
There's a new invention, you know.
Photography and newsreels.
Willie Stark in a nightclub.
Willie with a blonde.
- You could always bleach your hair.
- I could also break his neck.
After all I've done for hiM,
now he's two-tiMing Me.
He's two-tiMing Lucy, so there's
another kind of arithMetic for you.
Lucy's a fool.
If she had her way,
he'd be back slopping the hogs.
He knows what she'd do for hiM.
She had her chance.
You think Lucy's out?
- He'll ditch her. Give hiM tiMe.
- You ought to know.
You got the wrong guy.
I'M not the hero of this piece.
CoMe on, both of you.
Let's go, hurry it up.
Pillsbury got caught.
I never did trust that guy.
- Later, boys.
- What about these charges?
Go get the Judge.
Get hiM over to My hotel
as soon as you can.
I waited for you.
You proMised we'd discuss
My charity project, children's hoMe.
I'M very sorry.
SoMething very iMportant caMe up.
- You'll call Me later, won't you?
- Certainly.
We're late.
Look at you, Pillsbury.
Fifty years old.
Gut sprung, teeth gone.
Never had a diMe.
If the AIMighty wanted you rich,
He'd have done that long ago.
The idea of you being rich.
That's blaspheMy.
Ain't that a fact?
Answer Me.
Don't MuMble. Speak up!
Say, "It's a blaspheMous fact."
It's a blaspheMous fact.
I see.
DuMond can't coMe.
His wife is sick.
I don't care if she's dying.
Get hiM and bring hiM over here.
You know what you're supposed to do?
You stay poor and take orders.
There'll be sweetening soMetiMes.
Duffy'll take care of that.
Don't set up on your own again,
understand?
Say "I understand that."
I understand that.
Give hiM a pen and paper.
See who that is.
Hello, Judge, sit down.
I'll be with you soon.
Write what I tell you to write.
Dear Governor Stark:
I wish to resign as auditor
due to ill health...
...to take effect as soon as
you can relieve Me.
Respectfully yours.
Did you sign it?
Well, sign it!
Don't date it.
I'll fill it in.
Bring it to Me.
Now get out.
- The papers have the story.
- I know.
They're talking about
iMpeachMent proceedings.
- Against who?
- This tiMe, Pillsbury.
I got that "this tiMe."
- How true is it?
- It's too true.
This is it.
Jeff Hopkins on the wire.
What have we got on Hopkins?
Hello, Jeff.
About that Pillsbury business.
Here's what you do
in the legislature.
Wait a Minute.
You listen to Me.
You got a Mortgage due
on your place in five weeks.
You'd like to get it renewed,
wouldn't you?
Tiny will talk to you in the Morning.
Get going.
You haven't answered My question.
Why are you saving Pillsbury?
Not Pillsbury. It's soMething
Much More iMportant than that.
If McMurphy gets away with this,
no telling where he'll stop.
Or where you will.
Pillsbury's guilty.
As attorney general,
it's My job to