>>21411948>Moe Greene did not deserve to die.There was a kid I grew up with, he was younger than me. Sort of looked up with me, you know. We did our first work together, worked our way out of the street. Things were good, we made the most of it. During Prohibition we ran molasses into Canada, made a fortune, your father too. As much as anyone I loved him and trusted him. Later on he had an idea to build a city out of a desert stopover for GIs on their way to the West Coast. That kid's name was Moe Green. And the city he invented was Las Vegas. This was a great man -- a man of vision and guts. And there isn't even a PLAQUE, or a SIGNPOST, or a STATUE of him in that town. Someone put a bullet through his eye. No one knows who gave the order. When I heard it, I wasn't angry. I knew Moe; I knew he was headstrong -- talking loud, saying stupid things. So when he turned up dead -- I let it go. And I said to myself, this is the business we've chosen! I didn't ask who gave the order, BECAUSE IT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH BUSINESS!!... That two million in the bag in your room...I'm going in, take a nap. When I wake, if the money's on the table, I'll know I have a partner. If it isn't, I know I don't.
