Shakey Malone:
[Shakey arrives at a firing range where Ben, his friends, and Mayor Bradford are at]
I just came from the restaurant. Somebody made a casserole out of my kitchen. Dumped a whole week's supply of groceries all over the floor. Had to be that shakedown pimp. The guy that was trying to sell me protection.
Ben Arnold:
What guy?
Tom Cousy:
[points at a scar on his cheek]
The same ones who gave me this and if we didn't pay, we'd be in more trouble.
Shakey Malone:
I ain't paying! I'll feed the place to the hogs, first!
Ben Arnold:
You talk to Aaron? Tell him about these guys?
Shakey Malone:
Aaron's not here to protect US, Ben! He's here to protect
[slaps Bradford on the buttocks]
Shakey Malone:
his honor's ass, not mine!
Mayor Bradford:
Now, Shakey, you know that's not true.
Shakey Malone:
Sure as hell is!
Ben Arnold:
Now, wait a minute. Aaron's here for all of us.
Freddie Howe:
Then, why don't he do something about the shakedowns, Ben?
Tom Cousy:
Or maybe you know something we don't? Maybe you and Aaron...
Freddie Howe:
Go on, say it. Everybody else's been saying it.
Shakey Malone:
[to Ben]
Maybe you're in on it.
Ben Arnold:
In on what?
[Shakey, Freddie, and Tom depart]
Mayor Bradford:
Oh, don't pay attention to them, Ben.
Ben Arnold:
You gonna talk to Aaron or is this up to me, too?
Mayor Bradford:
You talk to him, huh?
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