Totino and Pappalia sit at a table talking. Two other men can be seen sitting in another room watching television and joking around. Totino is getting another cup of coffee when the cell phone on the table starts ringing. He pauses for a second, then he motions for Pappalia to pick up the phone. Pappalia looks at the phone, then picks it up.

JOHN PAPPALIA: Yeah?....He’s isn’t available right now, what’s up?

A look of shock comes over his face as he slowly closes the phone and puts it back on the table. He sits back in his chair and lets out a sigh. He turns to Totino with a look of concern.

JOHN PAPPALIA: They got Bobby. Four o’clock this morning while he was getting out of a cab over on Fourth Street just before the tunnel. They shot the cab driver as well. Whoever did it, didn’t want witnesses.

TOTINO: I’m gonna make a few calls. This guy has got to have some enemies. He is trying to get to us and we are running out of places to go. Take Jimmy and go see Fat Tony down at Cappeletti’s club. See what he knows about this guy.

Pappalia nods and goes into the other room and leaves with Jimmy. Totino and the other man leave in a different vehicle. The camera pans back and fades out as both cars drive off in opposite directions.

Brady is sound asleep on the couch. There is a faint light coming through the window from the moon. His television is still on in the background but barely audible. The silence is interrupted by the loud ringing of his phone. It startles him awake and he looks dazed as he tries to clue into what the sound is. After a few seconds he comes around and he picks up the phone, almost dropping it but catching it again and bringing it to his ear.

BRADY: uhh, Brady here…. Yeah…ok, gimme 30 minutes.

Brady stumbles his way down the hall to the bathroom. He closes the door and the scene fades out.

Police are everywhere as well as a massive crowd of people gathering to see what the commotion is about. Outside the club stands Sergeant Wilcox and Lieutenant Johnson. They are waiting for Brady to show up before they go back inside. Brady arrives in his car and he parks up on the grass away from the crowd. He gets out of his car and makes his way to the club entrance where he is greeted by Sergeant Wiclox and Lieutenant Johnson. The three of them head inside where glass can be seen everywhere and tables are turned up all over the place. In the corner lays the body of Fat Tony. He appears to have four bullet holes in his chest.

BRADY: Is that who I think it is?

JOHNSON: Fat Tony Marcelli. He was with the Gomezabino crew. Witnesses say they saw him talking to two men just before they heard gun shots. After that, it was pretty much mayhem in here.

WILCOX: Dispatch ran a check on him. FBI reports him as being a Captain under a guy by the name of Joe Bats. That’s all we got on him right now.

BRADY: Any direct connection to Jay Gomezabino? This is starting to look less like a series of murders and more like a mob war brewing. We don’t need this escalating gentleman.

WILCOX: As far as I know, there is no direct connection. Jay Gomezabino is the brother of Victor Gomezabino so we know he has got to be tied into these killings some how. I’d like to bring him in for questioning if we can.

JOHNSON: No can do Frank. The judge won’t even look at us until we have something solid to bring him in on. Best we can do is try to talk to him and see if he will talk to us voluntarily. If not, then we got nothing right now but a bunch of bodies.

BRADY: Go see him. See if he is willing to help us out at all. After all, these guys could be looking for him next?

The scene fades out as police ar looking around the club for more clues as to how things went down.

Joe is sitting at the kitchen table reading a news paper and eating dinner. The front page reads..MOB WAR BREWS AS MORE BODIES TURN UP. Joe just ignores the front page and flips to the sport section. He has a lot of money on the street and last nights boxing match didn’t help him any. Joe picks up the phone and starts dialing. He hears the phone start ringing. On the other end is Duke.

JOE: You see today’s paper?

DUKE: yea I saw it. The ole man’s gonna be pissed.

JOE: We got to take care of this. This guy is bad for business.

DUKE: So you saying what I think you’re saying?

JOE: You do what you gotta do.

DUKE: I’d feel better if the Ole Man was aware.

JOE: Just get it taken care of. I will deal with the Ole Man.

Joe hangs up and grabs his coat. He takes one last look at the news paper before he leaves. The sound of his door being locked is heard then the scene fades out.

There are a few men standing outside and people can be seen coming and going from the shop. At a table in the back corner of the shop sits Joe and Jay. They are deep in discussion and Jay looks like he is upset.

Joe: I don’t know why you're so pissed off. You should be thanking me if anything.

Jay: Thanking you?? Let’s get one thing straight little brother. I am the fuckin Boss, not you…You understand me?

Joe: (sarcastically) Loud and clean El Capitan!

Jay: See..that’s the shit I am talking about. You act like a fuckin douche bag!

Joe: (stands Up) OOOOOOOO What the fuck?

A couple guys stand up by Jay motions for then to sit down and Joe realizes his place and sits back down.

Joe: Look, I'm sorry, this shit is just starting to get to me, ya know?

Jay: I give it less than a week…somebody is going to bring us the information we want..

Joe: What should I tell Duke?

Jay: Tell him to send a message to Totino. Tell him to go see Nicky Glasses down in Hoboken. Totino and Glasses go back a long way.

Joe: You mean Nicky Malanga?

Jay: So what?

Joe: Totino won’t be the only one effected by this.

Jay: Just do as your told!

With that, both men stand up and hug each other and Joe heads out the door as he is making a call on his cell to Duke.

Brady and Wilcox are sitting at their desks looking over notes. The investigation has gone nowhere. They are talking back and forth when Detective Patrick O’Neil comes in with a large envelope.

Brady: What ya got there Pat?

O’Neil: What would you say if I said we got surveillance shots of Jay Gomezabino meeting with Mr. Elusive himself?

Wilcox: No Fucking Way!

Brady: Joe Bats?

O’Neil: One in the same, only we did better than that. Our informant tells us that Joe Bats is actually the younger brother of Jay Gomezabino.

Brady: There was three of them?

O’Neil: Apparently. We have no way of confirming right now but we assume the information is accurate.

Brady: Ok, I want as much information as we can get on Joe Bats. Find out what they are up to. This could be the break we needed.

The scene fades out with all three men grabbing the phone and making separate calls.