HR: Which Littell don’t know about?
LB: That is correct.
HR: I love this fucking life of ours. It is never tucking boring.
LB: You are absolutely correct. Think of the tidbits you pick up in this loop of ours.
HR: I don’t want to die, Leon. All this shit is too good to give up.
Non-applicable conversation follows.
Chicago, 11/19/62. BL4-8869 (Celano’s Tailor Shop) to AX8-9600 (home of John Rosselli) (THP File #902.5, Chicago Office). Speaking: John Rosselli, Sam “Mo,” “Momo,” “Mooney” Giancana (File #480.2). Conversation two minutes in progress.
JR: Sinatra’s worthless.
SG: He’s less than worthless.
JR: The Kennedys won’t even take his phone calls.
SG: Nobody hates those Irish cocksuckers more than I do.
JR: Unless it’s Carlos and his lawyer. It’s like Carlos knows that sooner or later he’ll get deported again. It’s like he sees himself back in El Salvador picking cactus thorns out of his ass.
SG: Carlos has his problems, I’ve got mine. Bobby’s racket squad guys are crawling up my ass like the regular Feds never did. I would like to take a ball peen hammer and cave Bobby’s tucking head in.
JR: And his brother’s.
SG: Especially his brother’s. That man is nothing but a traitor masquerading as a hero. He’s nothing but a Commie-appeaser in wolf’s clothing.
JR: He made Khruschev back down, Mo. I gotta give him that. Khruschev moved those goddamn missiles.
SG: That is horseshit. That is appeasement with a sugar coating. A CIA guy I know told me Kennedy cut a side deal with Khruschev. Okay, he moved the missiles. But my CIA guy told me Kennedy had to promise not to invade Cuba ever fucking again. Think of that, Johnny. Think of our casinos and wave bye-bye for fucking ever.
JR: Kennedy’s supposed to talk to some Bay of Pigs survivors at the Orange Bowl in December. Think of the lies he’ll tell them.
SG: Some Cuban patriot should pop him. Some Cuban patriot who don’t mind dying.
JR: I heard Kemper Boyd’s training some guys like that to pop Castro.
SG: Kemper Boyd’s a faggot. He’s got his eyes on the wrong target. Castro’s just some taco eater with a good line of bullshit. Kennedy’s worse for business than he ever was.
Non-applicable conversation follows.
DOCUMENT INSERT: 11/20/62. Des Moines Register subhead:
HOFFA DENIES BRIBERY ACCUSATIONS
DOCUMENT INSERT: 12/17/62. Cleveland Plain Dealer headline:
HOFFA ACQUITTED IN TEST FLEET CASE
DOCUMENT INSERT: 1/12/63. Los Angeles Times subhead:
HOFFA UNDER INVESTIGATION FOR TEST FLEET JURY TAMPERING
DOCUMENT INSERT: 8/10/63. Dallas Morning News headline and subhead:
HOFFA INDICTED
TEAMSTER BOSS HIT WITH JURY TAMPERING CHARGES
DOCUMENT INSERT: 6/25/63. Chicago Sun-Times headline and subhead:
HOFFA UNDER SIEGE
TEAMSTER BOSS ARRAIGNED IN CHICAGO ON SEPARATE FRAUD CHARGES
DOCUMENT INSERT: 7/29/63. FBI wiretap outtake. Marked: TOP SECRET/CONFIDENTIAL/ DIRECTOR’S EYES ONLY and NO DISCLOSURE TO OUTSIDE JUSTICE DEPARTMENT PERSONNEL.
Chicago, 7/28/63. BL4-8869 (Celano’s Tailor Shop) to AX8-9600 (home of John Rosselli) (THP File #902.5, Chicago Office). Speaking: John Rosselli, Sam “Mo,” “Momo,” “Mooney” Giancana (File #480.2). Conversation seventeen minutes in progress.
SG: I am woefully fucking tired of this.
JR: Sammy, I hear you.
SG: The FBI’s got me under twenty-four-hour surveillance. Bobby went over Hoover’s head to order it. I’m out on the fucking golf course and I see fucking G-men skulking in the rough and on the fairways, and for all I know, they got the fucking sand traps bugged.
JR: I hear you, Mo.
SG: I’m woefully tired of this. So’s Jimmy and so’s Carlos. So’s every made guy I talk to.
JR: Jimmy’s going down. I can see the writing on the wall. I also heard Bobby turned a major snitch. I don’t know details, but–
SG: I do. His name’s Joe Valachi. He was a button man for Vito Genovese. He was in Atlanta, something like ten to life for narcotics.
JR: I think I met him once.
SG: Everybody in the Life’s met everybody else at least once.
JR: That’s true.
SG: As I was saying before you interrupted me, Valachi was in Atlanta. He blew his cork and killed another prisoner, because he thought Vito sent him down to clip him. He was wrong, but Vito did put out a contract on him, because the guy he clipped was a good friend of Vito’s.