The Gas Station Protection Racket

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all games. Public enemies that even the G-men cannot reach. The Green Hornet. That's a gas station on the next corner. Crow gas. Now that one, Telly. Can't you see how much he's charging for gas? That was okay.

What we want around the next corner. Which way? Go away. The phrase. Here it goes! I was walking through the rear view mirror, Slago. Crow gas passed that pineapple right into the middle of the gas pump.

So worried about it. You could pick up what's left of the place with a light dropper. That's fine. From now on, he'll pay protection to go along with arrest. You've got a sweet racket, Sregu.

Sure. Every gas station in the city is kicking in. That pain for protection, Kelly. I make sure nothing happens to him. And if they don't pay, they run into trouble like tonight. You were careful not to let anyone see you.

We won't buy too fast, Walt. Yeah, we'll use the stolen car. This is a couple of blocks further on. The only guy that has an idea of those arts is the guy we warmed. Catch him talking beside Hidalh of Assure.

Oh, he's got a suspicion, right? A guy who's scared don't make a good witness. You need more than suspicions for proof. You said it, bro. As for the police? They can't prove it. Okay, it's got the extra attorney on the phone for me.

I have a lower here when I'm through talking. Yes, Mr. E. Now, the, uh, looks like a three-alarmed fire the way he's burning up. So I guess the district attorney on the wire. Until now, we just stop cutting our paper down and come in here on the double.