Susannah: Forever turned out to be too
long , Tristan.
Tristan: I know.
Tristan: Samuel Decker Ludlow.
Susannah: Dear Tristan, Alfred and I were delighted to
hear of your son's birth. We had hoped for a child of our own, but of that I
despair. I know Alfred thinks of you often. I look forward to the day when we
all might see one another again. Your son bears a proud and noble name. I know he will
live up to
Please give my love to Isabel II and to your father and everyone else. Yours
Tristan: Evening, gentlemen.
O'Banion: Tristan, meaning to talk to you about one or two things.
Tristan: By all means.
O'Banion: As you know perfectly well, we handle the liquor
around here. Now, you've been what we call a small-time operator. An amateur, frankly. But
lately, your shipments have been getting a little
fat. And my patience has been getting a little thin.
So the next time you get in our way... will be the last time.
Tristan: Excuse me. I appreciate.
Man: Perhaps you're wondering why you're not dead already. Your brother is
Congressman Ludlow, that's it and that's all.