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Sigurd 2021-11-11 08:01:14
"Atlantic Empire" notes
It is not difficult to see from the pilot that "Atlantic Empire" is a very exquisite American drama. The exquisite setting, lines and details (egchestfield cigarette, Al Jolson's song) all vividly reproduce the social customs of the 1920s, or, more specifically, gradually reveal the luxury...
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Grant 2022-03-15 09:01:03
[Spoilers] Talking about "Atlantic Empire" - the development of the Mafia from the death of Nucky
"Atlantic Empire" is one of my favorite TV series. Every time I hear the opening song, I get excited. Nucky is standing on the shore, watching the wine bottles floating on the sea and the waves crashing on the shore. Can't forget. This drama also made me fall in love with the top hats of that era...
Georgia Ximenes Lifsher
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Lucky Luciano: There's another 50 in the car. They're ingersolls.
Meyer Lansky: I wish you would stop with this. We schlep around with a box of watches, what do we look like?
Lucky Luciano: Fellas who know what time it is.
Meyer Lansky: Might as well set up a pushcart.
Benny Siegel: [comes in, surprised] Arnold Rothstein's here.
Meyer Lansky: We're talking, Benny.
Benny Siegel: Oh. So I should tell him go fuck a duck?
Lucky Luciano: Enough with the crazy shit already, huh?
Meyer Lansky: [glancing at Rothstein through the window] Bring him in before he breaks the house.
[they scramble to look presentable]
Meyer Lansky: A.R., did you come to sit in?
Lucky Luciano: You know you're always welcome.
Arnold Rothstein: I'm afraid those sharpers out there'd fleece me. Owing to his present difficulties, I've made a deal with Nucky Thompson. He'll be offloading his liquor shipments in Philadelphia. Waxey Gordon will ensure safe arrival. The route to Atlantic city will be my responsibility.
Meyer Lansky: And you'd like us to recruit the muscle?
Arnold Rothstein: I would like you to be the muscle.
Lucky Luciano: A.R., we, uh, got some business going on just now.
Arnold Rothstein: I can see that. But Mr. Thompson is paying me a premium.
Lucky Luciano: Anybody could ride shotgun.
Arnold Rothstein: Until you encounter Indians.
Meyer Lansky: We're honored by your trust, A.R., and flattered that you would come below 14th street to discuss it personally. Aren't we, Charlie?
Lucky Luciano: Sure.
Arnold Rothstein: As it happens, I was down here having dinner with Joe Masseria, who left me with the distinct impression he'd still like both of you dead.
Lucky Luciano: You broke bread with that prick?
Arnold Rothstein: We were served a native dish of tripe, which I cannot abide. But I ate it anyway, to keep the peace. Some things, Charlie, you just have to swallow.
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[coming in to speak with her husband, Arnold Rothstein]
Carolyn Rothstein: Arnold, a Nucky Thompson on the telephone.
Arnold Rothstein: I'll take it in here, darling.
Carolyn Rothstein: [about his diet, with a smile] How's that stomach?
Arnold Rothstein: It's still a little tentative.
Carolyn Rothstein: So much apple bread.
Arnold Rothstein: [laughs lightly] It has a binding effect.
Carolyn Rothstein: Is that the best thing right now?
Arnold Rothstein: A sound elimination is the basis of good health.
[Carolyn looks at him amusedly before exiting]
