mr. vegas? like elvis or wayne newton or bugsy siegel used to be? if there is, he would probably be this guy.all the bodies are buried. some of them, equally allegedly, by some of his former clients. we meet over drinks at oscar's, the steakhouse that bears his name, and boasts beef, booze, and broads. you had some colorful, uh, clients. who was nice, and who was less fun to have a -- >> oscar: well, the truth of the matter is, all my clients were nice to me. because i kept them out of prison. >> anthony: did, uh, alleged mob guys know how to eat? >> oscar: my mother used to say, two things she said -- she's the greatest lady. she said, "oscar's clients don't hurt anybody, they just kill each other." >> anthony: right. >> oscar: and she also said, "oscar's clients take us to the best restaurants." >> anthony: they knew where to go. >> oscar: they knew where to go, yeah. and always treated right. i mean, they were always treated like kings and queens. >> anthony: did the feds hold it against you? i mean, you know, you were just doing your job, but i mean -- >> oscar: they didn't see it that wa