Whatever the printed transcripts say, the brass knuckles speak louder. They belie a meek mild mannered bar owner. Plus, I doubt that I will ever be convinced that "jetting" material from an exit wound would propel a head with such velocity in a direction somewhat towards the source of the bullet. And sheep's skulls sitting on stools shot from 5 feet have no convincing outcomes to me.
Jacob Rubenstein, (Ruby’s real name), was related to Capone bookkeeper Jake “Greasy Thumb” Guzik and as a young man ran numbers for Big Al in Chicago.