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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 it.
Please give my love to Isabel II and to your father and
everyone else. Yours always, Susannah.
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
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