I DONT WANT THE WORLD I JUST WANT YOUR HALF

As he stepped out from the prison gates, that was the first thing Tommy saw scribbled on the side of the wall. He hadn't been a free man in ten years. Not since that incident in Kansas city, where he left ten cops dead and got caught with a truckload of booze. Those were different times then when Alcohol was considered illegal. Now it was 1933. Prohibition was over, times were changing, but a guy like Tommy always stayed the same. Didn't matter if it was Hookers or cocaine, stickups or drug deals, money was going to be made one way or the other.

They gave him a pardon. He had powerful friends on the outside that still thought about him even if they never paid him a visit. Their influence reached the Governor's office. Tommy got credit for time served and a slap on the wrist. With the 21st amendment being passed it made things easier.

He saw his ride pullup his old friend, Jimmy Saltalablanca. He gave him a hug.

"Look who it is. The Motherfuckin Top cat. Free at last."

"It's good to be comin home Jim. Lemme tell you somethin I ain't seen a woman in ten years. I've been building up something for the ladies."

They laugh.

"C'mon they're throwin a welcome home party for ya at the bar."

Tommy got into Jimmy's car and they drove away from the prison and towards the city. Tommy shared stories of his time inside. Friends he made, new things he learned, and the stuff he missed. Jimmy got Tommy caught up to date on a lot stuff. Tommy's sister got married and moved to Maine, His old friend Benny was a made guy now, and that their line of work has changed.

They arrive at the bar and Tommy is overwhelmed by the love and support of everyone who came to his welcome home party. He enjoys a beer happy that he can drink one without getting in trouble for once. This bar used to be a speakeasy that he used to frequent back in the day. After a couple hours the party died down and Tommy is speaking to Jim.

"So Jim. I did my time Now that I'm home I want what's mine. I know that it's gonna be tough getting me back into the fold. But I'll take anything. A man's gotta eat."

"You could always go work for Benny. Give him a call. He always has work. He's changed a bit so don't expect him to be all nice."

"I'll give him a call tomorrow. Tonight we drink, we fuck, and we forget. I did Ten fuckin years. It's only right that I enjoy myself."