Hunk Houghton:
[to the mail clerks]
Hurry up, fellas. I gotta count my fan mail.
Hunk Houghton:
[starts reading the envelopes]
Vince Everett. Everett. Everett.
Hunk Houghton:
[calls the mail clerks over]
Hey, you birds, come here. How would you like to make 5 cartons a piece?
Mail Clerk #1:
Five? Who do you want us to murder?
Hunk Houghton:
This is the easiest money you'll ever make as long as you live. All's you gotta do is to keep your mouth shut. I mean, about the mail. I made a mistake and I gave the kid the best spot in the show. Naturally, if any word of this gets out all this mail's for Vince Everett, it makes me look bad. Follow? I mean me, the professional singer.
Mail Clerk #1:
I, uh... I see.
Hunk Houghton:
If within a week the words not around, you get the cigarettes.
Mail Clerk #2:
Yeah, but it's Everett's mail. Who's gonna keep him quiet?
Hunk Houghton:
If I know the warden, Everett will never get it.

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Il delinquente del rock'n'roll (1957)

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