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Harsens Island Revenge (2025)

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Harsens Island Revenge (2025)

Post by bunniefuu »

Don't you worry about that.

They're just poachers

fishing with dynamite.

Crazy b*stards.

What about old man Bernstein?

Someone who had the Purples to

sink any smugglers they catch.

That right?

Know what that means?

No more catch and release.

You might find your shipments

getting a little more

expensive from here on out.

Jack, you're not telling

me that you're afraid to keep

selling to me, are you?

Son, I would sell

to the devil himself.

That's what I like to hear.

Pleasure doing

business with you.

Always.

Sure to

give me a holler if you

need another shipment, eh?

You know I will.

America had gone dry thanks

to the protestant push.

And in my home

state of Michigan,

this prohibition gave

birth to bootlegging.

Seemingly quick and

easy money to be made.

Did I mention that the Purple

g*ng controlled a majority

of the ill*gal

alcohol distributed

throughout the United States?

An encounter with

the law would be

preferred versus the

little Jewish navy

that patrolled the waterways.

They always took the precious

cargo and usually sunk the boat.

And like boozy Jack

was saying, often

sinking the bootlegger, too.

Fighting the Great w*r

taught me one thing--

--k*ll or be k*lled.

Oh, sh*t.

Watch out!

Red

means not safe to stop.

But green means

we're in business.

What

took you so long?

Run into some flat?

Just a couple

pogues who probably

should have stayed home.

Oh.

Come on, get this

unloaded, will you?

Oh, now you're in a hurry?

You heard him.

These kids.

Tell me about it.

Speaking of kids,

how's the family doing?

They're terrible

for my nerves.

Yeah?

I think I got more

sleep during the w*r.

Come on.

It can't be that bad, right?

I always wanted a daughter.

Good luck with that.

Make sure to tell

Floyd it's all there.

Not a drop missing.

How's your old man doing?

A hell of a lot better

for not knowing about this.

Got the time on you?

Yeah, it's almost 2:00 AM.

sh*t.

You know, I was

thinking about making it

out to Squeaky's for last call.

You get the goose dog for me?

You're a good man, Freebolt.

I made

more tonight than I made working

for the old man for a month.

If the old man knew

why I was needing

to catch that last ferry to

the mainland, he'd be ashamed.

An hour drive just hoping all

the broads aren't spoken for.

Day's long,

I feel like a long lunch break

Hey, son, how long did

this really take from me

But if it pays off

Green will color me gray

My thoughts convince me that--

Big Lou

Hey, kid.

How you doing?

Pretty good.

How about yourself?

I'm good.

Listen, you wouldn't

happen to have

anything that hasn't been

slobbered all over all day,

would you?

Oh, of course.

As a matter of fact, we've

got a new bunch, right?

One name, Sasha, Stella,

something like that, right?

She's a real dish.

Listen, you do

what you can for me.

I'll be at the bar.

Consider it done.

All the fun from money

Makes it easier to

forget the things I love

Love the way you

always made your life

Love the way it got

you through your past

Whiskey and a water.

Yeah.

But love don't

make things last forever

Don't you come with me

And then I'll be gone

All is forgotten who

found themselves lost

What a pity to your future

Your fears are let down

Play me up on

To near, the bishops

been riding across

Baby, that's my biggest flaw

For all I--

Room 3.

I don't think you'll

be disappointed.

Yeah?

I trust you.

Are you sure?

Oh, boy-o.

Why didn't you tell

me I look like sh*t?

Oh, Lord.

You'll be all right, man.

Just tip, all right?

They'll call you

beautiful afterwards.

See now

you're blowing smoke.

Never.

Oh, no.

I'm trying to cut back

on my bad habits, man.

I've got 69 too many.

Don't need another one.

Good luck with that.

Yeah.

Go get them, kid.

All I want

is to make you mine

'cause love is what you need

Be my lover, be my man

Be my lover man

Be my lover

Be my man

Yeah, lest we be plotting

large with all you can

I'mma seize my heart.

Knock, knock.

Be my ever,

giving all you can

Stella!

Frankie!

What the

hell are you doing here?

What the hell

does it look like?

Stella

and I were an item at one time.

Seven years ago, Stella Mazara

and I had a good thing going,

save the Jewish-Catholic thing.

Her family moved to Canada,

and I joined the Army.

We never had a proper goodbye.

I know you jack sh*t,

Frankie Morgansky.

I ain't seen you in years.

So don't come in here

acting like you own me.

You're here, too.

You're not exactly Mr.

Lilywhite, are you?

I'm not here to

judge, OK, Stella?

Every time I think I'm over

you, some happy thought

trots back into my head.

And seeing you here now, it

awoke all the things I thought

had died a long time ago.

We were just kids.

Look, I just--

I think you should know

that I still care about you.

Don't get mushy

on me, Frankie.

I ain't got time for that sh*t.

You're going to get down to

business, waste what's left

of the hour flapping your gums?

What kind of line are you

trying to pull right now?

--pull anything, OK?

Yeah, I'm sure!

Look, I just--

- I'm sorry I made you upset.

- I'm not that way.

Listen, kid--

Woman.

Frankie, I'm not a kid.

Not anymore.

I want to see you again.

Think we can work that out?

All

I want to make you mine

'cause love is what you need

Feeling lucky.

Everybody out.

It's a raid!

Raid!

Raid!

Raid!

It's a raid!

I'll be in touch.

Stop it!

Don't touch me!

The majority

of this law hoard are trustees

from the city jail being given

an opportunity for

a reduced sentence

for performing a civic duty.

Stop!

Stop!

Get your hands off of me!

Hey!

Hey!

No, you put it back up!

Only 20% of the country

was in favor of staying dry.

Politicians, police,

prosecutors, and even

judges partake in booze.

Well, if it isn't

Frankie Morgansky.

What brings you out this early?

Well, I heard

that they just saved

a whole bunch of bad dolls.

So I figured why not come out

here and look at my options

for next Saturday night?

I'm sure that's a whole

lot of horse feathers.

You ain't changed

a bit, Frankie.

Maybe.

Madam.

Where can I take you?

Home.

I could do that.

But you've got to tell

me where you live.

We're on Belle Isle.

1354, 7 East, Jefferson.

Sounds good.

My truck is parked

right down here.

Hey, where do you think

you're going Stella?

I'm going home.

What a rough night.

Oh, OK.

Well, what's this then, huh?

Now you know damn well I don't

like my girls fraternizing

with the customers.

Yeah.

I went to bail you

out, you dumb Dora,

so you could get your

a*s back to work.

And here you are getting

all cozy with a customer.

Why, I--

Hey!

Squeaky, I hope you like the

taste of shoelaces, my friend,

because you talk to

her like that again

and I'm going to shove my foot--

Frankie!

Lou.

Don't get in a lather.

Give me a couple hours to

get cleaned up, will you?

I'll be in.

Don't worry about it.

You've got till

4:00 this afternoon.

Then I want your

goods back on the job.

Frankie, you don't

understand my life anymore!

The last thing I need is

Squeaky getting pissed off.

I don't like the way

he talked to you, Stella.

You deserve better than this.

You don't have

a clue about me!

These people own me.

I can never pay them back.

I'm going to take a cab.

But my truck is

right over there.

Please, Frankie!

I've had enough for today.

Wait, 1354, 7 East, Jefferson.

1354, 7 East.

My ta, Simon,

immigrated to America

from Russia in 1910.

Michigan was going through

an industrial revolution

and Detroit was at

the center of it.

Also in Detroit, the Eastern

market gave an outlet

for the catch to be sold.

The young hoodlums and

the Sugarhouse g*ng

had evolved into the

feared Purple g*ng.

My ta paid what I considered to

be obscene insurance payments.

But he claimed that they helped

limit the competitive newcomers.

The main rift with my ta stemmed

from these forced payments that

were guaranteed to squeeze

all of the profit out

of our business.

If there was going

to be any chance

of passing down a

viable business,

something needed to change.

So

what happened?

Oh, it was the Purples.

They come around,

they say, hey, you've

got to pay us more moneys.

I said, I ain't paying

you no more damn moneys.

And he hit me baseball bat.

They say next time

they hit my legs.

And after that

So I guess

I'm going to have to pay--

Frankie, what are you thinking?

Frankie, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no.

Now don't you go do

something stupid now.

Look at me.

You listen to me.

I'm your ta.

Now you promise me.

Promise me!

Yeah..

OK.

It was only a matter

of time before I saw you.

Sit.

I can't sit, Axel.

How is Simon?

We can't let

them get away with this.

Your ta said he wasn't

going to pay any extra,

they sent in that

goon with the bat.

Father took a

pretty good beating.

Said he had a week

to think about it.

Please, mate, can you please

sit before I sh**t you?

Are these the same guys

taking payments from last year?

No, I've never seen

these two collecting.

A couple of Irish

th*gs brought in.

We have names?

Gus Winkler, Fred Burke.

Couple of real schmucks.

I've got to tell you

something else, Frankie,

they got you fingered

as the guy who

busted the ba*ls of a little

Jewish navy a couple nights ago.

They said they're going to take

it out on your old man's hide

till they get their money back.

Axel, I don't reckon

I can let this slide.

OK, these jackasses,

they're going way too far.

I know it's a big ask

but are you up to help

me get these sons of b*tches?

Two of us can't get this done.

I know.

That's why I can't

live with myself if I

let this sh*t go unanswered.

It's not going to stop with Ta.

You think they're

going to stop at Ta?

No, it doesn't stop.

Him or you or me, they're

just going to keep taking

until there's nothing left.

I can come up with a plan.

You know I'll go to hell

and back for your old man.

Whatever the plan is that you

come up with, it better be good.

Dismissed.

Get out of here.

My

concern was following my heart.

And currently, that went

beyond my own immediate family.

Seeing Stella again brought

about that feeling of--

well, I'm not going to say it.

But I felt it.

Hey, kid, is your mama home?

My mama's not home.

I'm not supposed to

talk to strangers.

That's really smart.

I want to ask you something--

You want my grandpa.

He had a stroke and can't talk.

I've got to take care of him.

Well, when is your

mama going to be home?

I can't tell you, Mister,

because she's sleeping.

Are you

messing with me, kid?

First you say she's not home.

And now you say she's sleeping.

She ain't messing

with you, Frankie.

What are you doing here?

I'm just in the neighborhood.

Figured I'd come

check up on you.

If it's your bail

money you want,

I told you I'd get it

to you as soon as I can.

That is not a problem.

I just wanted to see

how you're doing.

I'm doing fine.

No need to worry your

little head about me.

Who is he?

This is Mr. Morgansky.

But you

can call me Frankie.

Hello, Mr. Frankie.

What's going on?

Mother, you

remember Frankie Morgansky.

Yes.

Hello, Frankie.

It's been a long time.

Carla, why don't you

go inside with your grandma?

OK, mama.

Yes, honey, you can

help me prepare grandpa's food.

It's nice to

see you, Mrs. Mazara.

She still doesn't like me.

It's not you.

Taking care of my father

has been hard on her.

Well, this doesn't

really seem like the best time,

but when can I see you again?

Squeaky ain't going to have

the place open for a few days

now.

I'll be off.

If you're driving by,

I guess you could stop.

I can do that.

Sounds like a plan.

I'll see you around, Stella.

Tomorrow, we

start to put our plan

into action for what

those g*ons did to my ta.

Those g*ons turned out to

be Fred "k*ller" Burke,

a heartless,

cold-blooded drunk who

once shot off a man's

nose for passing

out and snoring too loudly.

Gus Winkler, he

isn't much better.

He's one of the most brutal and

sought after hitmen in the game.

Axel managed to learn where

they both lived, hung out,

and their pickup schedule.

They should

be arriving at any moment.

I'll set the detour.

OK.

Got to go.

So where's the old man?

It's all there.

Oh, you're getting smarter,

kike boy You're a fast learner,

aren't you?

Well, you listen to me.

You play with fire, you're

going to get burned.

Because if it were up to me, I

had to finish off your old man.

Just forgive him.

He didn't-- you seem a little

crafty, keeping your mouth shut.

So, we'll be back next

week, and you'll have

the payments ready, won't you?

Otherwise, I'm

going to beat you,

just like I did your old man.

Let's go.

The kid's eyes,

they weren't right.

Yeah, well, he didn't have

the smell of fear on him.

No, he didn't.

His old man now, his old

man, he pissed himself.

He pissed himself.

Oh, what the

bloody hell is this?

It's a detour.

Just go around it.

Go around it.

You gents

having a little car issue?

Yeah, we popped a tire.

I gotta take a piss.

Let me take a look for you.

Let's see what you got going on.

What happened?

I don't know.

What the f*ck?

Good.

All good.

Where the hell is he?

Hey!

What's taking you so long?

Hey!

Drop your piece

and the envelopes.

What are you playing At?

Drop your piece!

Drop your piece.

Slow.

Now the envelopes.

What are you talking about?

Oh, you forgot?

I mean, all the money that

you rat b*stards stole.

Huh?

Not ringing any bells?

OK.

Anything?

Shove it up your

a*s, you Kike boy.

You move, you die.

What?

Envelopes, huh?

This is for my ta.

What?

Ta told me to pay him.

Boss, I got some bad news.

It's about collections.

I love the scenery out here.

Yeah, I can see why

you love it so much.

You think your father's

going to get any better?

No, I don't think so.

Doctors say he's recovered as

much as he's going to, so--

It's got to be

hard on your mother.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's no walk in the park.

He sits around and

cusses all day.

His way of dealing with

his condition, I'd bet.

How's your family?

Are they doing well?

Yeah.

I always liked your mother.

She was-- she was good to me.

I actually haven't

told my mother

that we're back together yet.

Is that what we are?

Back together?

I like to think so.

Oh my goodness.

Did you bring us something?

Yeah.

You know where I think

this would look good?

Go really good right--

the little woodland princess.

Are you gonna

find one for your mommy?

All right.

That's a nice watch.

Doesn't seem like

it works, though.

I-- I got it in the w*r.

It's precious to me.

I like it.

Since we're being honest

and open with each other.

The other day, you said

something that caught my ear.

You said you could never pay

back what you owe these people.

You said they own you.

Frankie.

There are some things

nobody can fix.

I got myself into this mess,

I'll get myself out of it.

Carla, come here.

No, we don't need that.

Let's leave it.

Come on.

Sorry.

Ma, hey,

hey, what's wrong?

What happened?

The fishery.

They burned it down.

What are you talking about?

I was just there.

It's perfectly fine.

Two men came in right after

you and your friends left.

They came in with cans of gas.

Who is "they?"

Who is "they?"

You go and you do the

things I tell you not to do.

And now you say, who did this?

You're biting off more

than any of us can chew.

Ta, let's go!

It's too late.

The fishery is gone.

We are ruined.

Ruined.

What'd you tell him?

I didn't have to

tell him too much.

He already figured you did

enough to screw things up.

I mean, he's been dealing

with mobsters for years,

and he knows if you pay

them, nothing bad happens.

Purples ain't any different.

And no, I didn't see

who set the fire.

I was too far away.

Axel, I can't let

this slide, all right?

These guys, they're

not going to stop.

Not until they believe

I've been broken.

And if we don't do

something, they're

going to put a slug in my head.

I don't know what you can do.

They've got all the

trump cards, Frankie.

What you have is a

handful of shite.

OK, but they bleed,

same as we do, right?

Look, all we got to do

is come up with something

to get their attention.

Who's this "we?"

Look, Axel, I know

you stuck your neck out

for me with those Mick g*ons.

But I need your help

getting information

on who set that fire.

And then after that, I won't

involve you any further.

I'm running these streets.

Let's run another--

We gotta

blow out of here for a while

and get out to the island.

Staying here leaves

us on their turf.

We need them to come

to us, to our turf.

If Bernstein and the

Purples want a w*r,

oh, we'll give them a w*r.

You know, I've had a hard

time finding good fish ever

since your old man's tragedy.

Been having to go to

the mainland market,

be with the Purples.

Well, you know we always

appreciated your business.

Luckily, we'll be back in

action in just a few days.

Well, that's wonderful news.

You know, those th*gs have been

shaking us down for a long time.

I'd like to be rid of them.

With your help, we can put

the screws on these saps.

Hello, Mr. Frankie.

Hey, how are you today.

I'm good, but my

mama had an accident.

She's on the couch.

An accident?

Stella.

Stella?

Stella?

Go away, Frankie.

I don't want to

see you right now.

Stella, stop, OK?

I'm here to help.

What in God's name

happened to you?

I fell down some

steps at work.

Squeaky said I can take

a couple of days off.

I don't believe a damn

word of what you're telling me.

And I'm going to get

to the bottom of this.

Don't do

anything stupid, Frankie.

Just take what I'm

saying and leave it.

I can handle this.

We'll handle it.

Together.

We ain't open yet.

Yeah, Lou, I know.

It's me.

I was just curious.

Is that-- is that Sasha--

Stella, is she

going to be working?

Cause thank you for

the tip on that.

Nah, she ain't going

to be around for a while.

It's a shame.

What happened?

One of them Purple trigger

men beat her up pretty bad.

Abe Axler, one of Ray

Bernstein's made men.

The man's nuttier than

a Christmas fruitcake.

And that partner of his,

Eddie Fletcher, that bug

is a crazy shithouse rat, too.

What's with all the

questions, Frankie, hmm?

You got something going on

with that dish, don't you?

No.

Who are you talking to?

Come on, you know me.

It's just a good time.

I like you, Frankie.

I like you a whole lot.

Don't you get cute with me.

Never could.

Hey.

How'd those bad habits go?

Pick them all back up.

See you around, Lou.

Stella's

misfortune kept piling on.

You keep them for us, love.

Why don't you come

rest with me, OK?

How you holding up?

I'm OK.

Maybe a touch guilty.

Guilty?

Why?

I don't have to

worry about medications

or a number of things I had

to consider came to my father.

Oh.

Did I miss all the

little sandwiches?

What do you want?

You know,

I've been very patient.

And with your injuries,

taking care of your old man's

medical expenses,

and this house,

I'm just starting to

feel like you're taking

advantage of my generosity.

You know, by not

showing up to the club

and fulfilling your obligations.

What kind of misery are you

dragging in with you today, huh?

What business I got going

on, ain't none of yours.

Unless you want to

make it your business.

That could be expensive.

So maybe you best just

back out while you're able.

Try me.

I was actually wondering

if I could find out

if that brain is as shriveled--

You know, you got a scab

on the end of your nose, kid.

You might want to think twice

about who you mess with.

Could be digging yourself

an early grave, so to speak.

I want you back to work tonight.

And if you're

looking for trouble,

well, you've come

to the right place.

You get my meaning?

If we left tonight,

it wouldn't be soon enough.

Is everything OK, Gram?

Yeah, everything's fine.

We leave tonight.

Pack light.

We'll get movers to get

the rest in the morning.

We're really doing this?

Our militia needed

to start with Emma

Barnes, who had been very

outspoken since the

Purples threatened to burn

her operation to the

ground if she did not

maintain her insurance plan.

But what we're going to

need from you, to let us

know their movements.

When they come onto the

island and when they leave.

Good.

What

started as paid protection

from harassment

of other gangs had

become extorted protection

against the insurers themselves.

Jerry Ferris was a w*r vet

who also was being made to pay

protection to the Purples.

A situation that didn't

sit too well with him.

Jerry was all in.

It would only be a short

time before our new network

would be put to the test.

You know, I can't believe

that broad would be so stupid.

Yeah, she's got a

thing for Frankie.

You think?

At least I'm going to

get my perch dinner.

Well, I like perch.

Is it baked?

Is it fried?

Is it pan-seared.

What do I know?

Do I look like

the old club cook?

Sometimes I wonder

about you, Lou.

It's so depressing.

Nah, it's beautiful, man.

You just gotta look.

You just used to the city, man.

Beautiful?

You call this beautiful?

Yeah.

Ax.

What is wrong with you?

Me?

It was the tire.

You can't blame that on me.

You folks looked

like you had some trouble.

What happened?

No, man.

I was just driving,

heard an expl*si*n,

and we was in the ditch.

Wait, you

heard an expl*si*n,

and then you put

us in the ditch?

No, it was the tire.

The car pulled.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, pulled, man.

You ain't blaming

everything on me, man.

- Everything.

- It's always your fault.

Yeah.

Can I give you gents

a ride somewhere?

Hell yes.

We were on our way

to the old club.

Old club's got

some great perch.

Baked, fried, or pan-seared?

Why don't you jump

in, you can find out.

Come on, I've got some

blankets in the back, too.

I can arrange to have a car

take you back to the mainland

if you'd like.

Right now, all we need is

a lakeside cabin or a bath,

our clothes laundered, and a

couple of Havana dark cigars.

Yeah, that'd be great.

Fair enough.

I can do that for you.

You know what?

Let me give that car

offer some thought.

All right, fair enough.

Lou, we gotta get sh*t

done with that punk, Frankie.

He's gotta learn about not

taking what ain't his to take.

Forget about Frankie, OK?

We staying?

Perch dinner.

They got baked, they got

fried, they got pan-seared.

Anything you can think of.

I think I'm going to

go for some pan-seared.

No, something-- something

just don't feel right.

Mm-hmm.

Hotel here, they got a car

and driver that's going to take

us back to the mainland.

What about our car?

Have it towed.

You know, I lost my damn

piece back there in the water.

Yeah, me too.

Wait, we're unarmed?

Yeah.

Don't worry about it.

Relax.

Now me, I'm about to go

to sleep till they drop

off our clothes, all right?

Dream about perch, OK?

You should join me.

You worry much, Squeaky.

I certainly hope that you

can stay with us next time.

So sorry about your car.

Accept this little token

of our hospitality.

And I sincerely hope that

when you get back to the city,

you will spread the word

of the good treatment

you received here.

First class.

Thanks for everything.

Yeah.

Whoa, easy, easy, boys.

You remember that thing that

didn't quite feel right?

You don't mind if we make

a little stop, do you, boys?

Hey, it's me.

Gentlemen.

Mr. Bernstein,

sir, it's an honor

to finally get to meet you.

Heard you two successfully

handled the Morgansky

Fishery on Harsens Island?

Yeah, we took care

of it, you know.

No issues.

All good.

Everyone else we've entrusted

has had nothing but issues.

Yeah.

Well, we ain't everybody else.

So it appears.

The Morganky son,

Frankie, word is,

he's behind an unsanctioned run

that k*lled some of our boys.

Now, a couple of our

island collectors

got themselves assaulted.

We're facing a long

road of recovery.

He's just another

rube trying to run

his old racket, that's all.

I got five grand for each of

you if you can get this done.

Mr. Bernstein, sir.

You give Eddie and

me a few weeks,

I'll make damn sure your

problem is resolved.

Half now and half

when it's done.

OK.

w*r is coming to Harsens Island.

Our victories

versus the silk

suits of the city

brought support from the

independent rogue runners.

Many of this outdoor breed

were w*r hardened, tough guys

with special training.

Survivors of the great w*r.

They came to this

island post-w*r

seeking solitude and peace as

hunting and fishing guides.

Using myself as bait,

I took the route right

with the Jewish Navy spotters.

The Purples controlled 80%

of the ill*gal liquor sold.

Even Al Capone made them

his official alcohol agent.

The Purples had become

the wealthiest and most

feared mob in the country.

I remember something

from my youth.

And whether the land

is rich or poor,

and whether there are trees in

there or not, be of good courage

and bring forth

fruit of the land.

Hey, fight for it,

will ya, you rat b*stard.

The

Purples were about to learn

there's a new sheriff in town.

I have to give it

to the Purples.

They were stepping

away from their one

dimensional strongarm game.

And they were

entering a spy game.

I can work with that.

That's what the sign says.

Suspiciously,

a piano player made around

of calls looking for a club.

A check revealed that Lyman

often filled in as a player

at Squeaky's Blind Pig.

Bravo.

Bravo.

I think we have our

new piano player.

- Welcome aboard.

- Perfection.

Bravo.

Lyman lands a job

and feels like he fell

into roses when he

discovers Stella working there.

Of course, she never lets on.

Do you have a phone?

I should call my mom and

tell her the good news.

She worries.

Thank you.

Hello, Jenny?

Connect me with Abe Axler.

Thanks.

Hello.

Mr. Axler?

Yes, sir.

I've been doing that.

Do you remember

the working world

that Squeaky was putting out?

Lyman let the Purples

know that Stella was working

at the old club, of all places.

I felt like if they saw her

as a source of information

to be mined, she would

be safe from Squeaky.

I'd like to raise a

glass to a successful mission.

Big thank you to

everyone for your help.

But especially Jake and Ezra.

Salut.

Salut.

Salut.

We've done enough

to give the Purples pause.

If anyone feels bad about

what went down, don't.

When Bob tried to opt out

of his insurance payments, the

Purples kidnapped an employee,

splayed him open like a pig,

and hung him from a flagpole.

Mark's teenage daughter

was kidnapped and violated

while she was on the

phone with her father,

all for missing a payment.

The Purples were pulling

in 250 million a year

in revenue, topped

only by General Motors.

The Purple g*ng Juniors

ran the little Jewish Navy,

a small fleet of

high powered boats

that brought fear to the

independent smuggler.

They would have

to be dealt with.

We've heard the

purples enough to make

them change their tactics.

They even sent down a

mole to Jerry's old club.

They thought that

was their advantage.

Really, it's ours.

Because we've been able

to plant false information

and overhear what

they're planning.

But be on the lookout for more.

Where we need to shift

our focus to now,

though, is finding where

those boats are docked.

Bernstein and his

boys making all kinds of noise

sh**ting up the place cause

there's no time to waste.

The Purple g*ng is swinging in

Toots.

Yeah.

Come on.

Eh, sit down, sit down.

I'm going to

bet that night's

ride outside belongs to you.

Yeah, it does

Looks fast.

But I'm a bit more of

a boat person myself.

I have one of those too.

Yeah.

Faster than anything

around here.

You don't say.

Toots.

Toots.

Another?

Yeah.

Oh, and another for my friends.

Thank you.

Yeah, I help supply

the booze around here.

That's funny, because I

know Purples control that.

They do.

I do.

Huh?

Huh?

Well, that means

we must have a toast.

To my important new friend,

keeping the booze flowing.

Yeah.

Swell.

No broads around here, huh?

Hey.

You want to see my

real baby girl, huh?

She's docked not

too far from here.

Let's do it.

Purple g*ng,

that's hard to hit

Ah, yes, she is a beauty.

Nothing around here

that can touch him.

We got 12 more, all

hidden up and down here.

Hidden away, yeah.

We'd grind these Harsens Island

rubes up and spit them out.

Yeah, sometimes they

chase and take, you know.

A lot of times, eh, I

just spot the boats coming

back and forth from Canada.

Law doesn't mess

with you or anything?

Who?

Axel

came through with the Intel

yet again.

That meant we could put our

plan into action directly.

And I had just the man.

Dave Schindler was a fellow

vet from the great w*r.

A touch crazy like most flyboys

I know, but as loyal as they

come.

Axel.

Is that little Frankie?

Little Frankie.

Been a long time, Dave.

It's been a long time.

It's nice seeing you again.

Rumor has it you've

been busy lately.

Damn near a legend

on Harsens nowadays.

Well, I hear that you

are a legend in the air.

I don't know about all that.

When she was operational,

I might buy that.

I'll tell you, those damn

purples in them tommy g*ns.

They've given me a

few close ones lately.

Well, how would you

feel about being rid

of that problem for a while?

I'm listening.

How long before you can

have her back in the air?

A few adjustments.

An hour or two?

It's perfect.

Oh, and we're going to

need some empty bottles.

I got plenty of those

lying around back there.

What ya thinking?

Firestorm.

Yeah.

Woo!

Hello?

Mr. Axler?

It's Lyman Woodard.

Oh.

Well, thank you.

Thank you for asking.

How are you?

I have some news

for you, but I don't

think you're going to like it.

Was awful

nice of the mothers

to take Carla for the day.

Yeah.

I'm just surprised at how

well they're getting along.

I'm not really sure if

it's a good or a bad thing,

to be honest.

But they love her.

Look, I-- I'm really sorry

to put all this on you.

Don't be.

I was in just as much

danger working at Squeaky's.

My soul was dying.

I was going to do

something extravagant.

Down at the old club, penthouse

room, seven course meal,

all the fixings.

But I did, however, bring

the imported French wine.

This is perfect.

It's almost like our spot.

Well, you just might earn

that title if you say yes.

Yes to what?

Close your eyes.

What are you doing?

Close your eyes.

Frankie.

No, where are you?

I don't trust you.

I'm not going anywhere.

What are you doing?

Just keep them closed.

- Hold my hand.

- OK.

All right.

You can open them.

Stella, will you marry me?

OK.

Can I take that as a yes?

Say it again.

I want to hear you

say it one more time.

OK, all right.

Stella Mazara,

will you marry me?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yes.

When?

Whenever you want?

Carla, my mom, your mom.

I'm sure they already know.

My mother knows, which

means your mother knows.

And Carla is probably

also in the knowing.

Before I actually

agree to marry you,

I have to ask you a question.

Things just got serious.

OK.

sh**t.

How many kids do you want?

I've never really

thought about it.

I-- I suppose that's

open for discussion.

Why?

What if you already have one?

Well, if you're

talking about Carla, I--

I already love her.

So I'd adopt her in a heartbeat.

You don't have to.

Carla's yours.

I love you.

I'm love you.

Let me see it again.

I know.

I can't stop looking at it.

I hear that you and I have

some stuff to talk about.

Yes, Daddy, we do.

I gave you

schmucks a contract.

You told me you could deliver.

What the hell is going on?

This Harsens rube is making

an a*s out of all of us.

And you two putzes are

doing nothing about it.

$50,000 worth of

boats gone, while

you two jerk off on my dime.

Either get this guy gone, or

your asses are on the line.

And if you don't have

anything worthy to add,

I suggest you just zip it

and show yourselves out.

Eddie.

It's not good.

This Lyman, you know, he's

got to do a lot more than just

earn his pay and, you

know, answers the phones.

We're paying him money.

What are we getting?

What's your plan.

All right, look, we

got to find a way to get

these schmucks to come to us.

Call them down.

That's your plan?

Yeah

Morning, gents.

You both know Axel.

Denzel and Junior here

are our new partners

in Harsens' Breeze Moonshine.

So not only are we in

the bootlegging business,

we're in the distilling

game now, too.

We've talked before.

Fish fry.

Fish fry, that's right, yeah.

Axel here is my

most trusted associate.

I'm his most

trusted associate.

Great.

So what do we have

going on here, fellas?

150 gallons, $50

a case, all day.

We'll cut it three times.

Make 100 clams each cut?

That's a lot of liquor.

Enough to get you 20.

We've got one more problem.

It seems that this high and

mighty preacher, Norval,

is trying to cut us down.

Smooth.

Now,

our current enterprise

had three obstacles,

the Purples, the Feds,

and the citizens in

favor of sober living,

which was a small temperance

group residing on the island.

We would have had

another run to the market

if not for that

Norval Burgess and

his holy, righteous citizens.

Apparently, God condones

going after bottles

with baseball bats.

Axel was going to return to

his stakeout on the mainland.

I had just a plan to deal

with our temperance folks.

God be glorified.

Well, if it ain't Denzel Merz.

How you doing?

- I'm doing good.

- I'm glad.

The family?

Yes, everything good.

Excellent, excellent, good.

It's great to see you.

A beautiful day

for meeting, right?

- It really is.

- Yeah.

Yes.

Why don't you come on in.

Thank God

almighty, I pray to Thee

Keep that devil away from me

No time for lying

No time for crying

Just set me free

Oh, set me free

Don't be a lowdown sinner

God almighty will forgive you

Kneel on down

Just kneel on down.

An anonymous tip

was given to the local

Feds over liquor being

sold right under their noses.

Imagine hiding all that

booze under the guise

of the temperance movement.

Talk about wolves

in sheep's clothing.

Another call to some

friends at the Detroit press

put the cherry on top.

Our mastermind, Axel,

didn't want any credit.

So Denzel was the

man of the hour.

But our biggest

problem still remained.

The Purples were still out

there looking to hurt us.

Don't

be low down sinner

God almighty will forgive you

Kneel on down

Just kneel on down

Oh, down

Oh, Lord

To our successful mission.

I'm kneeling

Down on my knees

What's with the--

with the little smirk, hmm?

Spill it.

We ain't had any Purples

out to the island in weeks.

The local temperance group

has been out of action

for some time.

Local law enforcement taking a

mind your own business approach

with the local runners.

Mm-hmm.

That's all great, but there's--

there's something else.

Come on.

We've been sent a gift.

Champagne?

French champagne.

Wait,

wait, wait a minute.

There was a Purples truck that

ended up in the ice last winter

with a shipment of

French champagne.

$5,000 worth.

And that's the same--

It is.

It is.

I had an idea

where it went down.

And I've been thrown

fishing nets here and there.

I had to find the stash.

See if it was skunked or not.

And?

Pop it open and find out.

Cheers.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that's good.

That is real good.

She already knew.

I did.

I pulled up two bottles.

I had to try one immediately.

Called you guys over to try

the second bottle to make

sure that it wasn't a fluke.

We need a plan.

She's already got a plan.

I own a diver's suit.

We just got to keep our

eye on the peeping toms.

But this is the best

opportunity we're going to have.

Frankie, this is not the

time to be taking on added risk.

Axel had a point.

Things were already good

with the newfound freedom

to conduct business in Harsens.

But this sunken truck haul could

really be the push we need.

One good Robin

Hood haul to repay

many of our resistance fighters

who'd suffered financially

under these damn Purples.

The following day, we

waited until things

cleared up before heading

out on our fishing boat.

Woo hoo.

Woo!

Another one.

They're just south of the old

club in the middle of the lake.

Now, I didn't see them

bringing anything up,

but I did see someone

dressed in a diving suit.

I will.

Yes, sir.

Where's Frankie?

Jeez, Frankie, if you

don't want to marry me,

you could just say so.

You don't have to sh**t me.

I am so sorry.

But guess what?

You found the champagne?

We did.

Great.

Another reason the Purples

want to have you k*lled.

I thought we were supposed

to be getting married?

Oh, I'm going to

marry you, all right.

Stop it, Frankie.

You're just not going to be

happy until something really bad

happens.

What's gotten into you?

Is it the wedding?

Our wedding?

I'm surprised

you even remember.

Oh, come on.

The Italian Catholic

Church doesn't want anything

to do with you, Frankie.

And your temple isn't exactly

thrilled about me either.

Screw them.

We can have Jerry set us up

all fancylike at the old club.

And my father knows a

judge who can marry us.

Maxie, you telling

me this Margansky

fellow ran numbers

for you, but you

don't know nothing about him?

I swear on my mother's

grave, I don't know nothing.

Come on.

I mean, he was an ex-soldier.

His father runs a fishing

business on Harsens.

That's all I know.

I'm not sure I believe you.

But either way, you're

going to keep quiet.

I'm not a rat.

I won't say anything,

Mr. Bernstein, sir.

I know you won't.

No!

Hey, boss.

This is our last

meeting like this.

You two had a rep

for never failing

to deliver on a contract.

But our confidence in both of

you as of late has diminished.

Substantially.

Now, why do you think that is?

Mr. Bernstein, sir,

look, Eddie and I,

we worked for our reputation.

It was tough in the streets

of Jersey, you know.

But look, these-- these

juniors running these boats,

they got to be rubbed out.

They're no better than

the rubes that we're

dealing with right now.

And the thing is,

there was a Coast Guard

and there was another boat.

And these-- all these people.

I don't give a

rat's a*s about that.

I want to hear what

your plan is to take

care of this Morgansky fella.

We're going to use that wh*re

that used to lay for Squeak.

What's he rattling about?

Yeah, you know,

here's the thing, you know.

Frankie's soft on this wh*re.

A guy at the club, you

know, I push on him,

he tells me some stuff.

I press on him some more,

I get some more stuff.

You know how that is.

Well, here's the

thing, is they're

planning to tie the knot,

get married, you know.

So she's got to go

back to the mainland.

She's got to buy a dress,

a hat, shoes, a ring.

She's even got to get a cake.

And when she does, Eddie

and I will be ready.

Look, Frankie's

accidental success

is making him sloppy, OK?

That wh*re, that kid,

they'll soon be ours.

And this whole

fiasco will be over.

It better be.

For you two will be over.

Mac Nolan.

Big Mac.

Madison Square Gardens.

I knocked you out in round four.

Eddie, don't do this.

Winner in the

ring, loser in life.

And yet here we are.

Eddie, don't do this.

Let's blow this place.

Remember, Lyman?

He's got to tell us.

As soon as he comes to

the mainland, let's go.

Forget it.

Forget it.

Come on.

Father should be

here any minute to pick me up

for shopping on the mainland.

Sure you don't want to

come get fitted for a suit?

A suit, Frankie.

I have a lot of things

take care of right now,

but I promise you, after that,

I'll get fitted for a suit.

Mm-hmm.

Promises.

Take care ofs?

You do anything that makes

them ruin my wedding,

I will never forgive you.

Are we clear?

Isn't it our wedding,

not just yours.

There's your father.

No stirring up trouble.

Love you.

Love you.

I cannot believe how

close I was to true happiness.

I've never seen my mother

happier than with Carla.

Even my father

had almost started

to enjoy his forced retirement.

Be good.

You have to be right next to me.

Thank you.

Watch your step.

Thanks.

All right.

Now, I'll be back

for you in two hours.

Oh, that should give

us plenty of time.

Good.

Thank you.

I can't wait for

you to see my dress.

I can't wait either.

Come on, honey.

Oh.

Goodbye.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

No.

Hey, hey, somebody

help us, please.

Quiet.

No, please.

So we meet again.

No.

You're going to

do something for me.

Stop it.

Control your brat kid.

Please, just take me.

Just leave her, please.

You're gonna do something.

We're going to get in the car.

Sweetheart.

You and the brat,

or I'll sh**t her.

Go now.

- OK.

Come on.

Get in the car.

Get in.

Now.

I'm sure they're ready.

I'll be right there.

I'll be here.

OK.

Hey, mister.

Is your name Simon Morgansky?

Who wants to know?

A fellow gave me a

quarter to give this to you.

Wait.

What-- what's

going on with this?

They aren't there.

What?

They never got in.

They never went in.

Get in.

Now.

What's this?

I don't know.

What is this?

Hey, where are they?

Talk.

Where's

Carla and Stella?

Talk.

Where's Carla and Stella?

Where are they?

You.

You did this.

You did this.

Please, I can't lose my baby.

They want $35,000.

And a load of champagne.

Hey, look at me.

I've got this.

Get them back, please.

What's wrong,

you're nervous?

The only reason you and your

brat aren't out of the picture

yet, it's because you're

worth $1 more alive than dead.

You know how that

palooka boyfriend of yours?

He's going to have to pay big

bucks to get your asses back.

That is, if he wants it.

Yeah, you

better pray he does.

What, are you crying?

Look at me.

You-- what, are you

hard of hearing?

You didn't hear what I said?

I said, look at me.

There you are.

You know, doll, number

of years ago, you and me,

we had a lot of fun, didn't we?

You're going

to be real sorry.

What?

Eddie, I'm going to be sorry.

I don't like the way

you looking at me.

You're looking at me like

that, it makes me nervous.

I don't know what

to do with my hands.

I might hit you.

I might smack you.

Better yet, Eddie, grab her.

- No, no.

- Mommy.

I'm sorry, daughter.

Carla, close your eyes.

Don't.

Not in front of my daughter.

Look at that, Eddie.

You got a wild

kid on your hands.

Carla, I love you.

No.

No.

Carla, close your eyes.

What is it, doll?

You remember this, huh?

That's kinda how I see you

living your life on the edge

right there, you know.

And if you're careful, it's OK.

You're not being too

careful right now.

You're going to slip.

I'm gonna ask you one more

time, just one more time.

You think about it really

hard before you answer.

We had a good time back

then, didn't we, doll?

Didn't we?

Yes.

Yeah, Eddie, look at that.

Let her go.

That's how it goes.

See, we can negotiate

and get what we want.

Just like that.

Mommy.

Come here, baby.

I'm done with this game.

Let her go.

You OK?

You OK, baby?

Sorry.

Frankie!

Won't be long now, kid.

Hello?

Tell me you got

the money in the booze

and we'll go to the next step.

Otherwise, we stop right here

and we can prepare the funerals.

I got both.

Good.

You're gonna come alone.

You meet me in front

of Squeaky's place.

How do I

know this isn't just

a setup to get the money, huh?

How do I know

they're still alive?

Listen, schmuck,

you're in no position

to be calling the shots.

You bring the money, you bring

the booze, you get your wh*re

and your kid back, got it?

I'm not about

to be anyone's sucker,

unless I know my girls are OK.

You got me?

So unless you can prove that,

you can kiss it all goodbye,

the money and the booze.

How about that, huh?

You got a deal, but

don't be pushing your luck.

Tomorrow at noon

I'll call again.

Listen, I've got your money.

It's in my safe and

it's ready to travel.

Thank you.

Yeah.

I can set you up with

a place upstairs.

We'll leave this set up

for our call at noon.

Oh, and by the way, I had

Lyman's car taken care of.

He's not going anywhere.

Look, I appreciate

you helping us out.

It's not a problem.

This is one of the horrors I

was looking forward to making

use of before she took off.

Squeaky's got some

food prepared for the two.

Who smells like

a French wh*re?

Is that you?

Calm down, Mickey.

I'm looking to have breakfast

in bed with that little mavka.

Oh.

That so?

You know it.

You're a wildcat, huh?

Don't screw this up.

I'll make yous both sorry.

Eddie and I are going to go

dip a bill, grab some shut eye.

We got this.

Enjoy yourselves.

Mama?

Yeah?

Do you think he's

going to save us?

No.

Carla, close your eyes.

Won't you come

dancing with me?

Go down there.

Go down there.

You're OK.

You're OK.

Don't think you want

a little bucket of slop.

Are you hungry?

What do you want?

Well, I'm

going to feed you.

But first, you're going

to have to earn it.

Do you understand

what I'm saying?

So put the kid away,

get on your back.

You know what I want.

Then you get on your back.

- No.

Yes.

Get away.

Go ahead and get--

get ready.

No.

Get out of here.

Don't-- no.

Don't come back.

Carla.

Hey, turn over.

I said turn over.

Sit up.

Sit up.

What?

I don't understand.

English.

k*ll, please.

k*ll me.

Hello?

Frankie.

Stella.

Are you and Carla OK?

- No, no.

- Mommy.

I'm sorry!

Don't!

Knock it off.

Tomorrow night, in front

of Squeaky's at 9:00 PM.

You make damn sure

you come along

with the money and the booze.

Any funny business, you'll never

see your wh*re and your kid

again.

You got it?

Got it.

Yes, sir.

Just don't hurt them.

Got everything you want.

This was all heading

towards a final showdown.

Failure was not an option.

Gentlemen,

know your onions.

I think we're

finally in a position

to get rid of this wh*re and

the kid for a real price.

Well, that wh*re was

mine, and I'm still owed.

Oh, you get what's

coming to you and more, OK?

As soon as we get this

Frankie Morgansky,

we turn him over to the Purples.

Will be in good standing with

the Bernstein brothers again.

Hey.

All right, so that

crazy bearcat spills slop

all over Irving last night.

No.

She's-- yeah, she's--

she's a wild one.

I could have told you that.

Hey, my two cents.

Don't underestimate

Frankie Morgansky.

Look, I've already

called in reinforcements.

This Frankie Morgansky guy,

he's as good as gotten.

Axel

has done an excellent job

in rallying the troops.

Defeat at the hands of

these silk-suited kikes

was not something these

Harsens Island patriots

were willing to swallow.

They all have stories

of family, friends,

or themselves being bullied or

harassed by these gangsters.

Life shrinks or expands in

proportion to their courage.

Alone, these mobsters

have them wrapped up.

But standing together,

they have the ability

to liberate their future.

I am so grateful for Axel's

cool head and leadership.

My thoughts had me

all over the board.

I had to pull it together

for Stella and Carla.

You're a hell of a lot

better at this than me.

These core troops

have been trained well.

No doubt we're going to come

out on top of this mission.

Thanks to the training they

received for fighting in hell.

Hey, Mickey.

Yeah.

We found a lonely boy.

Boss says he wants to know if

you got the booze and the money

before we go any further.

I don't see anything.

I may just be a rube

from Harsens Island.

That you are.

I'm not going to

produce anything

until you show me my girls.

Listen, punk, the

boss ain't going

to like us going back and

saying you're not cooperating.

See, if you got any brains

in that bean bag of yours,

you'll show us the money now.

That right?

That's right.

I'm not producing anything

until you show me my girls.

That's a nice hat

that you got there.

I always wanted one of those.

Looks real pretty

on you, Frankie.

Frankie.

We finally meet.

Get out of the car.

This is how it's going to go.

You feel that?

Hope he

cuts his lips off.

Yeah.

Shut up.

No problem, boss.

I get a blade right

next to your jugular.

If these negotiations don't go

as planned, we'll come back here

and I'll cut you.

And I'll laugh while you bleed.

You better not be trying

to pull a fast one.

No, sir.

Show me the girls.

I'll get you the

money and the booze.

Mickey was right.

He's just a smart a*s rube.

That's right.

Let's begin.

What are you trying to pull?

- Relax.

OK?

What did I just tell you?

He's got the money.

Look.

It's like I said.

Screwing around in

negotiations like this

is going to get you

dead, Frankie Morgansky.

Stop right there.

Slowly come over here with the

bag and drop it right there.

Put the bag right there.

Back up over there.

Hey, Mickey, it's

the fried chicken guy.

You're good.

You got the chicken?

What's your name, lovely?

Shut up.

You got your money.

All the booze is in the truck.

- Yeah?

Yeah.

It better be.

Eddie.

Frankie.

Enough.

Say hello and goodbye.

Frankie, I got some

good news and some bad news.

The good news is,

one of us yous wins.

The bad news is,

one of yous loses.

You, Frankie, you win.

You get to come with us.

Over there.

It's OK, it's OK, it's OK.

Stay over here.

Hey, back over there.

You.

You lose.

Come here.

No.

You take the wh*re, the

brat, and you get out of here

and don't look back.

And do it now.

Frankie.

No, no, no.

Get off.

No.

Frankie.

Frankie.

You take your wild

cat out of here.

Keep going.

Don't look back.

Now for you, my pain in the

a*s friend, you go there.

I'm really going

to enjoy this, Morgansky.

I cannot wait.

What's the return policy for

that little wh*re of yours?

All right,

all right, shut it.

You think I'm--

patience, patience, patience.

- Shut your mouth.

- Whoa.

Now.

I've been waiting to bust this

troublemaker up since day one.

Eddie.

See you.

See you.

Eddie.

Priorities.

We got $5,000 of champagne

sitting on that truck.

Eddie, let's get

it in, and then you

can have all the fun you want.

Nobody will touch you,

I promise you that.

You know me, Eddie.

Look at his feet.

Zip it.

Is it the hat that

makes him look so pretty?

What did I tell you?

Nothing.

I'm not saying nothing.

It's him.

- Zip it.

He wants to k*ll him.

I don't want to k*ll him.

I want to kiss him.

Come on.

Look at that pretty boy.

Pretty boy.

Oh my groin, you

scared little boy.

You think so?

I think you better take it.

He needs a couple pops

here, a couple pops there.

Do I look pretty now?

- Hey.

- Whoa.

- Whoa whoa whoa whoa.

- She'll k*ll him.

Ease off.

That's enough.

Go get the booze

out of the truck.

What the hell is this?

You're all dead men.

Is that the best you got?

Have you ever seen anybody when

they've been shot in the head

with a g*n like this?

Don't sh**t.

Let me answer that

question for you, sir.

No one has seen it because

there's no one left to see.

Now, get on the ground.

All right.

There's a lot more

itching for a fight.

We'll come jack you up.

Don't sh**t.

Don't look.

Turn around.

Please, please, please.

Where are we?

I'm-- I'm not--

I'm not a Purple.

I'm just-- I'm a piano player.

Please, sir.

Please, please don't hurt me.

What are you doing here?

You knew all along

you were playing us.

Affirmative.

Now, on your feet, all of you.

Gentlemen, the Harsens

Island citizens have filed

criminal charges against you.

They have authorized

this committee

to hold a trial to determine

your innocence or your guilt.

The charges filed, but are not

limited to, racketeering, theft,

aggravated as*ault, and

generally pissing people off.

How do you plead?

We will take your silence

as an admission of guilt.

And with your plea

of guilty, you

are sentenced to death to

hang until you are dead,

or someone comes to rescue you.

Fellas, make peace

with your maker.

Attention.

A word.

I was going to be dramatic

and paint your crimes on each

and every one of you before

stringing you up as a warning

to the rest of the Purples.

But seeing what I know about

the Bernstein Brothers,

some of you boys may consider

the noose your best option.

You see, they're going to be

very disappointed in you fellas.

And they'll be disappointed in

everyone they send after you,

and all the poor souls

they send after that.

Believe me when I say if we

see one more Purple on Harsens

Island for any

reason whatsoever,

there will be no second chances.

No quarter given.

Is that understood?

Understood,

Frankie Morgansky, sir.

Yeah.

Good.

I'll leave you men to

decide your own fates.

The noose or the

Bernstein Brothers.

But for those of you who choose

not to go with the noose,

please, for me, give them

our collective message

from the Harsens Island

militia, and pray to God

that we never see

each other again.

Oh, oh.

Oh, my baby.

Oh, my babies.

Thanks

to the brave patriots

of Harsens Island, we

accomplished our objective,

gathered our troops, and headed

back to our little Michigan

island paradise.

But what happened, you say?

Did everyone live

happily ever after?

The Harsens Island

citizens militia

returned to normal

life, this time

without the Purples

meddling in their business.

You can't win

against the Purple g*ng

Nothing you can do

to stop the Purple

g*ng million dollars suits

Diamonds and gold to boot

When they roll up,

silence fills the air

Hearts beat harder in

the shadows, beware

Cigars and cold

steel feels the night

You can't win against

the Purple g*ng

Nothing you can do to stop the

Purple g*ng million dollar suits

Diamonds and gold to boot

When they roll up,

silence fills the air.