The Infamous Last Words of the Mobster Dutch Schultz
by A look at the random ramblings of this mobster in the last hours before his death. With a high fever and a bullet wound, Dutch Schultz (Arthur Flegenheimer) goes on deliriously about random points in his life. Yet it is not all in vain- you might have a completely POV on it.
DETECTIVE: “Who shot you?”
SCHULTZ: “I don’t know.”
DETECTIVE: “How many shots were fired?”
SCHULTZ: “I don’t know.”
DETECTIVE: “How many?”
SCHULTZ: “Two thousand. Come one, get some money in that treasury. We need it. Come on, please get it. I can’t tell you to. That is not what you have in the book. Oh, please warden. What am I going to do for money? Please put me up on my feet at once. You are a hard boiled man. Did you hear me? I would hear it, the Circuit Court would hear it, and the Supreme Court might hear it. If that ain’t the pay-off. Please crack down on the China man’s friends and Hitler’s commander. I am sore and I am going up and I am going to give you honey if I can. Mother is the best bet and don’t let Satan draw you too fast.”
DETECTIVE: “What did the big fellow shoot you for?”
SCHULTZ: “Him? John? Over a million, five million dollars.”
DETECTIVE: “You want to get well, don’t you?”
SCHULTZ: “Yes.”
DETECTIVE: “Then lie quiet.”
SCHULTZ: “Yes, I will lie quiet.”
DETECTIVE: “John shot you. We will take care of John.”
SCHULTZ: “That is what caused the trouble. Look out. Please let me up. If you do this, you can go on and jump right here in the lake. I know who they are. They are French people. All right. Look out, look out. Oh, my memory is gone. A work relief police. Who gets it? I don’t know and I don’t want to know, but look out. It can be traced. He changed for the worse. Please look out; my fortunes have changed and come back and went back since that. It was desperate. I am wobbly. You ain’t got nothing on him but you got it on his helper.”
DETECTIVE: ”Control yourself.”
SCHULTZ: “But I am dying.”
DETECTIVE: “No, you are not.”
SCHULTZ: “Come on, mama. All right, dear, you have to get it.”
Schultz’s wife, Frances, is brought to his bedside.
FRANCES SCHULTZ: “This is Frances.”
SCHULTZ: “Then pull me out. I am half crazy. They won’t let me get up. They dyed my shoes. Open those shoes. Give me something. I am so sick. Give me some water, the only thing that I want. Open this up and break it so I can touch you. Danny, please get me in the car.”
Frances Schultz leaves the room.
SERGEANT: ”Who shot you?”
SCHULTZ: “I don’t know. I didn’t even get a look. I don’t know who can have done it. Anybody. Kindly take my shoes off.”
SOMEONE: “They are off.”
SCHULTZ: “No. There is a handcuff on them. The Baron says these things. I know what I am doing here with my collection of papers. It isn’t worth a nickel to two guys like you or me but to a collector it is worth a fortune. It is priceless. I am going to turn it over to… Turn you back to me, please Henry. I am so sick now. The police are getting many complaints. Look out. I want that G-note. Look out for Jimmy Valentine for he is an old pal of mine. Come on, come on, Jim. Okay, okay, I am all through. Can’t do another thing. Look out mama, look out for her. You can’t beat him. Police, mama, Helen, mother, please take me out. I will settle the indictment. Come on, open the soap duckets. The chimney sweeps. Talk to the sword. Shut up, you got a big mouth! Please help me up, Henry. Max, come over here. French-Canadian bean soup. I want to pay. Let them leave me alone.”
These are the last words of Dutch Schultz. After these words, he went unconscious and died two hours later without saying another word.
The interpretations of his last words are different and many. Most people believe that they are just the musings of a man going mad. Face it- he did have a high fever and bullet wound. But not only this, some people interpret it as great poetry of his life- it seems he brings up moments from his life that must have been of some importance to him and he communicates these through his ramblings and quotes- he feels as if he’s talking to more than one person and they are all there. Some even believe that there is a secret mob message in his last words. It is said that Dutch Schultz left behind an immense treasure that he hid in New York state and it has been dubbed the “Dutchman’s lost treasure”. Whatever these ramblings are, they sure are something entertaining to witness through the text that he left behind as his final legacy.
Works Cited:
http://en.Wikipedia.org/wiki/Dutch_Schultz
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On June 27, 2009 at 11:24 pm
good composition with lots of surprises. TX