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01x06 - Fallout

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Mafia Spies". Aired: July 16, 2024.*
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Reveals the startling tale of the CIA's, the mob's, and Sinatra's Rat Pack's connections from Vegas to Miami to Havana, exploring America's most amazing espionage operations ever.

01x06 - Fallout

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I believe that an operation

should never be undertaken

unless it can be done

so in the deepest,

most permanently

impenetrable secrecy.

It's all right if

it isn't disclosed?

Ever.

The same ethos exists for

both the CIA and the Mafia.

You have to keep secrets.

With the Mob, the code is,

you don't talk to

the authorities.

I refuse to answer

on the grounds

it might tend to incriminate me.

I respectfully decline

to answer the question

upon the ground that the answer

may tend to incriminate me.

I will claim the privilege

of the Fifth Amendment

and decline to answer.

There's nothing worse

than someone who flips

and becomes a

government witness.

There's this famous

thing that Tony Accardo,

the head of the

Chicago Mob, said.

A fish doesn't get caught

if he keeps his mouth shut.

But Johnny Roselli has

problems with the feds.

The feds now have

this dark secret

of what his real name

and background was.

His big secret is out.

The authorities

leaned on Roselli

kind of like, you feel

like getting deported?

You feel like going to prison?

Johnny is considering

all the different ways

that he could

avoid both results.

One of the possibilities is,

he reveals the big secret

that the CIA was

involved with the Mafia

to try to k*ll Castro.

And as part of

it, he was helping

the federal government.

To even think about

talking about this

was dangerous and puts

his life at great risk.

The worst thing

that could happen

is to have your secrets spilled.

The Mafia understood this.

CIA understood this.

If you talk, you die.

It's that simple.

But with pressure mounting,

someone is going to cave,

and it will be a

filthy mess from which

the United States

government never recovers.

There's one weekend at Cal Neva

that leads to Sam

Giancana's downfall.

Giancana starts a fistfight

with his girlfriend

Phyllis McGuire's manager.

Giancana wasn't even

supposed to be there.

Giancana is banned from being in

any casino in the

state of Nevada.

It becomes a big tabloid

display in "Life" magazine

and newspapers all

around the country.

So Tony Accardo

reclaims the leadership

of the Chicago Mob.

Giancana's removed as

the operating boss.

He becomes just

another Outfit member.

He's not in any sort of

major leadership role.

After the fiasco at Cal Neva,

the feds start checking out

the finances of this place.

Course, you're not gonna

see Sam Giancana's name

on any of the paperwork,

but he was partners with

Frank Sinatra in the Cal Neva.

Not legally, of course.

The FBI said, we will

give you immunity

if you talked about the Mob.

Roemer later

explains, "If he lied,

"we can get him for perjury.

"If he told the truth,

his associates would get him."

If you talk, you end up dead.

He would not talk.

He would not.

Sam spends the next

year behind bars.

Meanwhile Johnny Roselli

has his own problems

with the feds.

They're building

a case against him

based upon what they found out

about his ill*gal

immigration status.

But then things get

even worse for Johnny

when his name comes up

in yet another scandal.

The Friars Club

is a show business

fraternity-sorority

in Beverly Hills.

It's a bunch of these

alta c*ck comedians

kind of sitting around,

talking to each other.

At the Friars Club,

they had a card room.

Gin rummy was

particularly popular.

That's where the money was.

If you played in that game,

then you could do well,

or you could do really bad.

You're not supposed to gamble

at these games for money.

It's ill*gal in California.

But of course, people did.

You couldn't have

money on the tables,

so it was all done with

little white scraps of paper.

I mean, I'm talking, like,

hundreds of thousands

of dollars changing

hands over gin rummy.

You had to be a member or

you had to be sponsored

by a member to get in.

Now, Roselli was not a member.

Frank Sinatra was

the club abbot.

He had vouched for Roselli.

And that was Roselli's in

to get behind those closed doors

and take part in those

high-stakes gin rummy games.

Eventually one of

the friars thought,

we can cheat, and

nobody's gonna know it.

It's gonna be flawless.

They would have a

device hooked up

to one of the guys at the table,

and there would

be a little code.

The guy in the attic

is basically saying

who's got what cards.

They ended up making a lot

of money with the scam,

and word kind of got out around

that there was a fix in.

And then that's when

Roselli's ears got piqued,

and he kind of muscled in,

and he said, I want a 1/5 cut.

If Johnny Roselli wants

to be in on this scam,

he's gonna be in on the scam.

It's the bully in

the schoolyard.

Nobody is gonna say,

no, we don't want him.

The FBI had been

tailing Johnny Roselli.

They were parked

outside the Friars Club,

so they saw a guy climbing out

of the skylight onto the roof.

And that's how they find out,

hey, there's this

whole scam going on,

and they've been

ripping off celebrities

and members for

five years already.

Johnny's cut was

$400,000 by that point.

People lost a ton of money.

Harry Karl was a

shoe magnate who was,

my mother, Debbie

Reynolds' second husband.

He's one of the wealthiest guys.

He loved playing

cards, and he loved,

more than anything

else, gambling.

Debbie Reynolds told

me about Harry Karl

and how he lost so much money.

Debbie Reynolds lost a

fortune because of that man.

And you had Phil

Silvers, Zeppo Marx,

a couple other biggies

lost a lot of money

in that scandal.

The FBI ended up

indicting Johnny Roselli

with some other people.

He's already got the

immigration battle

that comes to a head when

he's convicted on that charge.

And now, at the same time,

he's got the Friars Club

investigation in which

he's eventually convicted

and facing sentencing.

So he decides, maybe if the

judge knows I'm a patriot,

he'll give me some leniency.

He tells his lawyer

he's been doing

a lot of work for the CIA.

He puts his life at great risk.

His lawyer thinks

it's a good idea

to bring in Robert

Maheu to testify.

They put him on the stand,

and they ask him to verify

that Johnny Roselli

was working for the CIA

and that he was doing

his patriotic duty

by trying to k*ll Fidel Castro.

Maheu testifies,

"I don't know what

you're talking about"

Betraying Roselli.

Even if Roselli's

claim was true,

the judge decides,

"I don't think Mr. Roselli is

entitled to brownie points.

"I am not going to

concede that a court

"should give credit to a person

who attempts the

assassination of anybody."

Johnny's in deep trouble.

If he doesn't do something fast,

he's going to jail.

By the mid-'60s, there are still

anti-Castro operations going on

by people like Tony

Varona and Manuel Artime.

The Cuban exile community

never stopped trying

to retake Cuba,

even after the Bay of Pigs.

But LBJ has decided to get out

of the assassination business

and also stop the

boom-and-bang operations.

I think the Kennedy

administration came to an end,

and the operations that

continued under Lyndon Johnson

quickly unraveled.

It was clear that

Operation Mongoose

had completely failed.

They closed down

Operation Mongoose.

Places like Zenith,

the phony front

that's being run by the

CIA, that's closed down.

The CIA, I think, had

suffered from exile fatigue.

The exile leaders were all

fighting among themselves.

It just was not a

professional group.

You're not backed by CIA or

any organization, are you?

Well, I might I've heard

rumors to that effect,

but nobody can prove it.

The CIA's proposal

was that they would

set up a new base

in Central America

for the Cuban exiles.

They would give the exiles

some g*ns and some Jeeps,

and that's it.

They would not direct them,

and they would be autonomous.

And the United States

could claim a distance.

These autonomous exile militants

mistook a Spanish

freighter for a Cuban boat.

They sank the ship with

CIA-supplied equipment,

causing a huge

international scandal.

And it basically led to

a significant retreat

of the U.S. support

for the exile movement.

Another die-hard CIA

official in Miami

concluded that "the bearded

devil had won the w*r."

Dad was in jail for a year

because of the Fifth

Amendment that he had taken,

and then as soon as he got out,

he did leave for Mexico.

He figured there was a

lot of trouble brewing

around Chicago.

Giancana lived at this castle.

It was in the mountainside

of Mexico City.

I forget what it was called.

It had, like, a

saint's name, right,

the villa that he lived in?

While Sam was away

from everything,

he just calmed down.

He was very wonderful.

He would go into the

garden and start gardening.

I mean, this is the temperament

he was getting into.

I remember going to all

of these restaurants,

and he'd just sit

and enjoy himself.

You're in your 60s or 70s.

You're saying, hey, I could

have romantic relationships.

I could have food.

I could have music.

I could do whatever.

You know, at some point,

you want to just live your life.

He lived like a king, but

he was also invisible.

Nobody knew what Sam was up to.

He was doing a lot of

international business.

He was working with

the shah of Iran

and put a casino in Tehran.

He was doing this on his own.

Roselli later

explained about Sam:

"This guy's having a ball.

"As far as he's concerned,

"he never wants to

go back to Chicago.

"'My investments are

sound, ' he told me.

"'I'm enjoying this new life.

"'Let the c*ck back there

"'knock each other

off all they want.

Who cares?'"

Meanwhile, for Roselli,

things are not going well.

He's broke and facing

five years in jail.

Johnny still has a wild

card up his sleeve.

Hoping to get leniency

from the court,

he's gonna tell his

story to the press.

Roselli promised never to

reveal his life as a spy,

but this situation now

has left him desperate.

He sets up a meeting

with his lawyer

and the columnist Jack Anderson.

Jack Anderson was an

investigative reporter.

He was the Woodward

and Bernstein

of the pre-Watergate era.

Johnny wants to make sure

that he never is caught

specifically speaking

to the press,

so he tells the whole

story to his lawyer.

Anderson sits listening to this.

Roselli's sending out a message

that this isn't me doing this,

that this is me

passing it to someone

who chooses to pass

it to someone else

who chooses to publish it.

This is a lot different than

me being, oh, I'm a baby,

and I'm gonna fold

for the government.

Anderson is writing it all down,

and he puts it all in

his newspaper column.

"The full story

reads like the script

"of a James Bond movie,

complete with secret trysts

at glittering Miami

Beach hotels."

The Anderson column

is a sensation.

And while it doesn't get

Johnny out of jail

It causes problems in

many different places,

and suddenly there are ripples

all about this scandal.

The floodgates started

opening in the early '70s.

All sorts of intelligence abuses

start coming out in the media,

in "The New York Times,"

"Ramparts" magazine, CBS News.

Authorizing CIA

excursions into everything

from simple propaganda

to the overthrow of

unfriendly governments.

They were reporting on

CIA and FBI covert actions

that were sometimes criminal,

sometimes completely unethical.

They included things like

spying on Martin Luther King,

infiltrating domestic

political groups,

student groups around the world.

The CIA was involved in

assassination efforts.

That's when Congress

started digging into this.

In 1973, just as Congress

begins to examine the CIA,

Roselli is released from prison

more than two years early

for, of all things,

good behavior.

Sam lived in Mexico

for eight years.

By that point, he's an old man.

He has some health problems.

And then the Mexican

government in 1974

decides they don't

like him anymore.

The president of Mexico

was trying to reach out

to Castro's government,

hoping that there would

be a visit between them.

But having Sam

Giancana in Mexico

with all of these rumors about

the attempts to k*ll Castro

made it impossible

for Mexico to allow

Giancana to remain there.

One day, the Mexican authorities

suddenly arrive at

Giancana's mansion.

He was in his robe.

He was in his slippers.

He was in his socks.

I mean, my God, they

actually had people

pick him up physically

and put him on a plane

to bring him back to Chicago.

They deport him in that very

in that very abrupt fashion.

In Chicago, he comes

into the airport,

and there to greet him

is his longtime nemesis,

the FBI agent Bill Roemer.

Giancana sighed, "I

should have known

"you were behind all this.

"I'm out of it, so please,

just leave me alone.

If it takes an apology,

then this is it."

Roemer later wrote,

"At that moment,

I realized that I had won."

Following all the revelations

of the abuse of law

enforcement agencies,

like the CIA,

the Church Committee

was created.

Frank Church was a young and

ambitious senator from Idaho

who became chairman of an

investigating committee

in the U.S. Senate that

was aimed at probing

the background of

CIA destabilization

and particularly

assassination plots.

I find it reprehensible

that any agency

of the government

of the United States

should ever have engaged

in an assassination attempt

against any foreign leader

of any country with

which the United States

was in peaceful relations.

Up to then, the

intelligence committees

were usually quite deferential

to the CIA and the FBI.

But after these revelations,

reform-minded members

of Congress said, we

got to get a better grip

on what the intelligence

community is doing.

So this was a

complete sea change.

This was Colby's

third day of testimony

before the Senate committee

on a single subject,

covert operations, including

possible involvement

in assassination plots.

It was through the

Church Committee

that most Americans became aware

of these plots for

the first time.

There's a famous photograph

of Frank Church holding up

one of these gizmo,

James Bond super pistols

that was crafted for some

kind of assassination attempt.

Does this p*stol fire the dart?

Yes, it does, Mr. Chairman.

Church was representing

a genuine desire

on the part of many

Americans to figure out

whether the CIA had gone wild.

Was it a rogue elephant?

There were stories

that were broken

about the Castro assassination

attempts using the Mafia.

Now they wanted to hear from

the mouth of these mobsters.

So the Church Committee in

1975 called Johnny Roselli

and Sam Giancana to testify.

The idea that

Roselli and Giancana

could talk to the

Church Committee,

traditionally, you've

cast your vote to die

when you did that in

the Italian Mafia.

There was a commitment that you

were loyal to the organization

and you would never

sacrifice the organization

for your life.

At this point,

Johnny Roselli and Sam Giancana

have traveled a

long road together.

Johnny tells Sam that he's broke

and that he needs help

with his legal fees.

Sam generously offers him help.

Then the conversation

takes a much darker turn.

Sam gives Johnny a warning.

He's very concerned about

the closeness Johnny

still has with Trafficante.

Sam doesn't trust Trafficante.

But Johnny still has that

loyalty to Trafficante.

He feels that he's

still a friend.

In fact, when

Johnny went to jail,

Trafficante helped

out Johnny's family.

Roselli just has trouble

believing that his friend

could betray him.

In Chicago, Giancana's

still got his house

that he bought in 1945.

There's been a caretaker

family staying there

while he was down in Mexico.

He leaves the caretaker

family in the first floor.

He makes the basement

his living area,

and that's the area that he

uses when he meets with people.

Late one night, Sam decided

to cook himself a meal.

Most Italian friends of mine,

if it comes around

10:00 at night,

they want a snack.

And that snack is gonna be

pasta, sausage, and peppers.

Somebody came to the door.

It would have been

someone that he trusted.

The assassin put six

b*ll*ts into Sam's mouth

to send a message.

If you talk, squeal,

give up our secrets,

you're gonna wind

up just like he did.

You can't escape from that

area in which he was k*lled.

You'd have to run from

the front to the back

to get out of the house.

Sam Giancana, the Chicago

crime syndicate chieftain

recently named in a

reported CIA-Mafia plot

to assassinate Fidel Castro,

has been shot to death.

Giancana's execution,

police said,

was so big it, had to come

from the syndicate dons

in New York, Chicago,

and Los Angeles.

Tony Accardo doesn't like

Giancana, hasn't for years.

And, mm, maybe Sam will go,

show up at that committee,

and not say anything

that'll hurt us.

That's one probability.

Other probability?

Maybe he will go and say

something that'll hurt us.

Even though it seems unlikely

that Giancana would have

spoken, that he would have

betrayed his brethren,

there was enough

concern about it

that it looks to me like

the Chicago Outfit wanted

to put him out of commission.

Johnny bitterly blamed

the Chicago Outfit

for sanctioning such treachery

against one of its own:

"They f*cking k*lled a dead man.

Sam could barely climb a

short flight of stairs."

After Giancana's k*lled,

the Senate investigators

now suspect that Trafficante

or some of his well-armed

Cuban exile friends

carried out the m*rder.

The g*n, which was thrown

out a couple of blocks away

from the m*rder scene, is

traceable to a g*n place

down in Florida.

But it's pretty much

accepted that he's k*lled

because of internal

Outfit politics

and he's k*lled by

someone he knows

that's in the house

with him that night.

By far, the likeliest

suspect was Butch Blasi.

Blasi had been inside

the Outfit for years

Giancana's driver-bodyguard.

And he's the sort of guy

Giancana knew forever

who'd trusts him so much,

he turns his back on him.

Sometimes in organized crime,

that's exactly the guy

they send to k*ll you.

Butch Blasi was a very

dear friend of my father's.

In fact, they were

almost like brothers.

You know, my father

did a lot for Butch.

Butch lived very well

because of my father.

So I don't believe

Butch Blasi would

do anything to my father.

I believe the CIA k*lled

my father that night.

That door to the basement was

open almost 24 hours a day.

They might have been

able to sneak in.

They could have been

hiding down there.

Who has more to lose,

the CIA or the Mob?

They were afraid that

he would squeal on them.

If, in fact, there's any

truth to the CIA involvement,

perhaps his own peers

are afraid that he

might be subpoenaed before

a congressional committee.

And they would not want

him to appear there

for reasons of their own,

principally, not to

engender any more publicity.

Although friends and relatives

of the slain gangster

were on hand to pay

their last respects,

Outfit bigwigs were

conspicuous by their absence

at the services.

Apparently, syndicate majordomos

had passed the word to

their soldiers to stay away.

Roselli is not there.

Maheu's not there.

Trafficante's not there.

Sinatra is not there.

Accardo's not there.

None of the people that

have been in Sam's life

in the last few years are

there except one person.

Phyllis McGuire was on an

airplane to go to Europe,

and she heard of

my father's wake.

So they turned the plane around.

Phyllis came into Chicago

to come to the wake,

and she stayed with us,

which was very, very nice.

You know, you can't

condemn everybody

all the time for certain things.

You've got to find the

goodness in some of them.

Certainly, I think, by

the time of his death,

they had moved on

from each other.

Roemer wrote, "I

give her credit.

She had the guts to be

seen at his funeral."

Giancana was to be buried

next to his wife, Angeline,

in the family mausoleum

in Mount Carmel Cemetery.

Ironically, the

cemetery contains

the remains of Giancana's

one-time boss Al Capone.

Following Giancana's

m*rder, the Senate committee

is concerned about

Roselli's safety.

Investigators decided

to take a statement

from Roselli immediately

and to move up his

scheduled appearance

before the full

committee by a few days.

Roselli doesn't flinch

about testifying:

"They're not gonna

do anything to me.

"If they want to k*ll me,

they're gonna k*ll me.

But they're not

going to scare me."

But this isn't what

he tells the FBI.

In a memo, an FBI

agent recounts,

"It is my recollection that

on at least one occasion,

"in the presence of

Senator Howard Baker, Jr.,

"Roselli told the senator

that he was concerned

"for his safety and his life

"and that he was

risking his well-being

by testifying before

the committee."

Johnny Roselli's not an idiot.

If he wasn't scared, there's

something wrong with him.

Roselli appears before

the Senate investigators.

There is a lot of

security all around.

During his testimony, Johnny

acknowledges what he knows

about the Castro

assassination plot,

but he doesn't go

beyond what he already

has told Jack Anderson.

The senators are very

anxious to find out more.

In fact, Senator Barry Goldwater

starts quizzing

Johnny on specifics

about the Castro plot,

and Johnny sits back and says

"Senator, in my business,

we don't take notes."

When Senator Walter Mondale

asked who in higher office

wants Castro dead, Johnny

wraps himself in the flag.

"I don't ask any

questions how high.

"I was satisfied that I was

doing a duty for my country.

I did it for honor

and dedication."

He's very careful not to

name who's working with him.

He takes a lot of

effort not to implicate

former CIA agent Bill Harvey.

He really does consider

Harvey a friend.

He feels that Harvey

really was down there

to try to do a job.

During his testimony,

Johnny is also asked

about Judy Campbell,

and he tries his best

to protect her by

taking the high road.

"I do not know what

Judith Campbell

"has to do with this thing.

"You know, it's a

little disgusting to me,

"because I really

don't like to talk

"about these things, women.

"You are talking

about the White House

"and Judith Campbell

and all this.

"If it was so, I

was not present,

so it would be hearsay on

my part if I did hear it."

Johnny denies using

Judy as a courier

to send messages

to Sam Giancana.

Roselli jokes, "I would

not give my mother

a message to give to Sam."

The relationship between

Roselli and Judy Campbell

almost parallels

the relationship

with the Cuban exiles.

I think he had the same

sort of sense of loyalty

that he had with

the other people

that he saw were in trouble.

I think his heart goes to

her because she had walked

into a dangerous game,

and he understood

that she was really naive.

Today the Senate

CIA investigators

heard testimony from

underworld figure John Roselli

about an alleged CIA-Mafia plot

to assassinate Fidel Castro.

Camera shy and heavily guarded,

as might be expected after

Sam Giancana's death,

Roselli slipped up and down

back stairs at the Capitol,

trying to avoid the press.

Before the Senate

committee waiving immunity,

Roselli was fully cooperative.

For 2 1/2 hours, he told

of plotting with the CIA,

starting in 1960, to

try to k*ll Castro

by poison, by r*fle,

trying to land hit teams

by powerboat

one of the boats sunk by

a Cuban patrol vessel.

Chairman Frank Church found

Roselli's firsthand account

vivid but not complete.

He did fill out the chronology

and gave us a great

deal of detail.

What Roselli didn't know was

who gave the CIA its orders.

And it's because of this

vagueness of command channels

that the Senate Committee is

fighting with the White House

over National Security

Council and other documents.

Even though publicly,

Johnny Roselli

was saying he wasn't scared,

the Mob knows about

your appearances

before the grand jury.

Sam Giancana has

already been k*lled.

You have to be nervous.

Someone asks if he

worries for his safety.

Roselli replies, "Who'd want

to k*ll an old man like me?"

Johnny doesn't have

much money at this time.

And eventually, he can't

afford his legal bills.

He's forced to give

up his posh lifestyle

in Beverly Hills and Las Vegas

to live with his

sister down in Florida.

He can live a more relaxed life

and not have to

worry whether or not

there's assassins in

the hedgerow there.

I think what happens

in Roselli's later life

is that he says, I'm

gonna live my life

in a certain kind of

peace and equanimity.

Johnny's found out that

his good friend Bill Harvey

has dropped dead

of a heart attack.

Johnny calls Harvey's widow.

Roselli assures her

over a landline,

"Any help you need,

anything, you just tell me."

A sense of mortality and dread

now hangs over Johnny's life.

He starts ruminating on

what his life amounted to.

He thinks of all the sins

he committed as a wiseguy

and how he tried to make

amends for those sins

by being a soldier in a

w*r against communism,

only to be thwarted by someone

he thought was a friend.

One night, Johnny gets

together with Jimmy Fratianno,

his old mobster pal.

Roselli says to his

friend Fratianno,

"Remember when Santo was jailed

"and they grabbed his money

when Castro came into power,

then suddenly he was

released with all his money?"

"Shimon thinks

he's a Castro agent

"spying on Cubans in Florida.

"Sam shared that suspicion.

"That's why Santo sat on his a*s

and did nothing with all

that sh*t we gave him."

"He was probably

reporting everything

to Castro's agents."

According to an FBI memo,

Roselli tells an acquaintance

that he would like to

go back to the church

and would like to make

his peace with God.

At the end of his life,

he returns to something

that meant a great

deal to him early on,

which is Catholicism.

Don't forget, he takes his name

from a Renaissance painter

that did religious figures

in the Sistine Chapel.

I think he was at peace

about what probably

was gonna happen to him.

I remember very well.

His sister called me,

and she said, have you

seen Johnny Roselli?

And I went, no.

He went to the golf

course, and he played golf

and disappeared.

His brother-in-law goes

out looking for him.

And then he remembers a

joke that Johnny made

if I'm ever missing,

check the airports.

And there is the car.

Two weeks after they find

Johnny Roselli's car,

fishermen find a barrel floating

in Dumfoundling Bay in Miami.

When they open it up, they

see a corpse in there.

It's been strangled, chopped up,

and all of the limbs

have been sawed off.

John Roselli, the

second and last known

key underworld figure

in an alleged CIA plot

to k*ll Cuba's Fidel

Castro, has been m*rder*d.

A year ago, mobster Sam Giancana

was gunned down just

before he was supposed

to testify about the plot.

Roselli's body

has now been found

in a bay off Miami Beach.

Fishermen discovered

it wrapped in chains

and stuffed in an oil drum.

Florida authorities say it was

obviously a g*ng-style k*lling

and the body was not

meant to be found.

But gases from decomposition

caused the barrel to float.

At first, it seemed clear

that the Mob had k*lled Roselli.

It had all the trappings

of a classic Mob hit.

But very quickly, people started

to question that assumption.

They wondered if the CIA

might have been involved.

Attorney General Edward

Levi has asked the FBI now

to investigate the m*rder

of mobster John Roselli.

At first, officials assumed

that the one-time

organized crime figure

had been the victim of a

gangland assassination.

However, some people

questioned whether it was

just a gangland m*rder.

Is there any connection

between the m*rder

of Roselli and Giancana

and the assassination

plots against Castro?

Well, that's the kind of

thing that people think about.

But I

when you find out, let me know.

Moreover, Roselli's lawyer

has thrown doubt on the theory

that the m*rder was a

simple underworld k*lling,

insisting that Roselli,

who was 70 years old,

had retired from the rackets

and would not have been

a likely target for

a gangland m*rder.

One thing that is clear

is that the m*rder

was a very professional job,

and no one concerned

holds out much hope

that they'll ever figure

out who did it and why.

The way they k*lled Johnny

was to choke him quick.

Absolutely, absolutely.

But who's to say that the CIA

couldn't emulate a Mob k*lling?

So in the end, no one

knows whether it was

the Mob or the CIA that

k*lled Johnny Roselli.

Rudy Maxa in "The

Washington Post":

"The day after Roselli's

body was scooped

"from its crude coffin,

"his brother-in-law in New

Jersey, Peter Cardillo,

"told me, 'Down deep, in a way,

"'I probably hope

it was connected

"'with the Castro affair.

At least then, Johnny, he

would have died for a cause.'"

Johnny Roselli is a center point

in so many amazing

stories, from Las Vegas

to the plots to k*ll Castro.

He's almost the image of

what you expect to see

if you start to watch

"Casino" or some movie.

He is the smooth,

suave operator,

good-looking, flashy suit.

When he gets involved

not just with the Mob

but then later with the CIA,

he finds a new calling.

I would say that John

Roselli loved America.

I think that John

Roselli loved the idea

of coming from nothing

and making something

of yourself, right?

That's the American dream.

Roselli, I think he

had a deeper character

than a lot of the other people,

and I really do

think it has to do

with an honor code.

And, you know, in

some ways, arguably,

he kind of dies for it.

For the Mob, the great

victory for these people

is to not die in jail

or to not be whacked.

And the only two

that didn't end up

either whacked or in jail

were Accardo and Trafficante.

The fact that Tony

Accardo had a long career

in organized crime and

still died peacefully

shows just how successful he was

at his, shall we say,

chosen profession.

As for Santo Trafficante,

here we are 60 years later,

and we can't answer definitively

whether he was a double agent.

It would be almost

inconceivable to me

that Trafficante was

spying for Castro.

Of all the mobsters who

were involved in Cuba,

Trafficante was the one

that had the most to lose

by the Revolution.

But anything's possible.

The underworld is a

universe based on deception.

And maybe we'll never

know what's true

about Santo Trafficante.

If you were really

conducting an affair

with President Kennedy,

how could it have been

kept a secret for so long?

Well, I think a

tremendous amount

is being revealed right now

that many journalists

turned their heads against.

They had no intention

of writing anything

about Jack Kennedy

and his private life.

They did nothing but

write about, really,

the myth of Camelot.

I was supposed to be on

a show this afternoon,

and Bill Boggs, I

believe his name is,

he would not interview me.

So she was booked on the show,

and the book came through.

Over the weekend,

I'm reading the book,

and, Jesus.

She's introduced

to JFK by Sinatra.

Sinatra's hanging out

with Sam Giancana,

the head of the Chicago Mob.

All manner of salacious

things are happening.

And, you know, Kennedy's dead.

Who is gonna refute these?

These are all allegations.

And I announced to the producer,

no, I'm not interviewing.

Why?

I said, look, we had

Sinatra on this show.

To the birthday party.

This book makes Frank look bad.

I did it out of loyalty to Frank

and, on a second level,

Jacqueline Onassis.

Three days later, a letter

comes from Frank Sinatra.

"Dear Bill, my

sincere thanks to you

"for your refusing to talk to

the hustler with the agent.

"I think you showed great

class and marvelous taste.

"Good luck and take care,

Francis Albert."

Oh, boy.

At that time, in 1977, the

FBI and the Secret Service

were denying Kennedy

had any affairs,

even though it turns out,

a lot of it was true.

But I had no reason

to know it was true.

Judith had been used by

all these powerful men

but then was not believed when

she wanted to tell her story.

The expense of believing in

the myth of these powerful men

is that she was discredited

when at least a lot

of her story was true.

In America, we can be so

susceptible to the mythology

and trying to preserve that.

The Americans had

this self-view,

and I think still do, that

everything we do is good.

This was the mindset.

You know, we were

a grand superpower.

We could play the

game of risk and win.

But the secret w*r against

Castro and Cuba failed,

and Castro survived for decades.

You have to tip your hat,

either admiringly or grudgingly,

to him and his

security services.

They probably survived

more serious attempts

by a more coherent and powerful

foreign intelligence agency

than anybody in human history.

He was inflated by

all these other people

trying to neutralize him.

Left to his own devices, he

might have been forgotten.

But paranoia inflates things.

And then it becomes part

of government policy.

The true last man

standing is Castro.

Today the last historic

political figure

of the Cold w*r is gone.

The front cover of

the "Miami Herald,"

one word, very simple: "Dead."

People here are not protesting.

They are celebrating.

The literacy campaign was

an incredible achievement.

You know, he created

world-class public medicine,

creating a social welfare state.

So the Cuban

Revolution benefited

the lives of many, many

Cubans over generations.

That said, after the

collapse of the Soviet Union,

the Cuban economy

went into a tailspin.

The tragedy for Cuba is

that they have the machines

but no petrol to run them.

And there were immense

food shortages.

Castro's Cuba is a

land of contradictions.

It has free medical care,

but political opposition

is suppressed, and the

economy is a disaster.

Some good things can

be said about him.

Some very bad things can

be said about his regime.

But Fidel Castro, for

better or for worse,

was the longest

significant dictator

in Latin American history.

He put a little

Caribbean island nation

on the world map,

and Cuba has played,

since 1959, 1960,

a world role that is far greater

than its physical size.

I always like to say my

hero is Fidel Castro.

He wore fatigues,

never had a shave,

had the best cigars

in the world,

and owned a Caribbean island.

I mean, how good does it get?

That's Fidel Castro.

The moral of the story is

that it's probably a

lot harder to change

the world than you think.

A superpower that had

all these advantages

believed it could implement

its will, and it couldn't.

They felt, with

Castro's grandiose ego,

that to humiliate him

would be worse than death.

The irony of that is, that

had a boomerang effect,

and it humiliated them.

It became a permanent

state of humiliation

for the forces of power that

were trying to k*ll Castro.

We should not have involved

ourselves with the Mafia.

An organization that

does so is losing control

of the security of

its information.

If I read you

correctly, you're saying

it's the involvement

with the Mafia

that disturbed you

and not the decision

to assassinate a foreign leader?

Correct.

What ended up contouring

a lot of these things

was an individual's

personal demons.

What were their ego demons?

What were their

self-storytelling demons?

What were their

family dynamic demons?

What were their sexual demons?

Whatever that is, there

was an awful lot of that

at the center of this.

When the demons are

in the driver's seat

and they're given power

Time and time again,

we see that the country

isn't able to really

pull ourselves back

from the brink

Of a handful of people.

And to me, that

is what undergirds

a lot of this story.

And so the plot goes forward.