The
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[to
Doug, Jem, Desmond
and Gloansy]Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: You know it's funny, I can see your daddy's faces in you. All of you's. Reminds me I'm still in the ring. Still taking the punches. Still ahead on point. Now, I have a fella on the inside there, he likes to play the ponies. It's a gambling sickness. He couldn't pick a horse to save his fuckin' life. But courtesy of this sick man I have this...
[holds up an envelope]
[showing the boys a diagrams of how the cash is brought out of the safe]
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Cash is brought out and stacked fifteen minutes before the van does the pick up. That is when you hit. On Monday morning, before game stands in New York, sixty thousand beers, food, merchandise. Total call; three and a half million. Taking down the cathedral of Boston? Priceless.
[at the baseball stadium]
Doug MacRay: How long do you think it's going to take for Rusty dumps the inside man when this thing is over?
James Coughlin: Ah...we should have picked our horses.
Doug MacRay: It's gonna be a motherfucker you know that, right?
James Coughlin: Well, if it were easy kid, everybody would do it.
[Frawley walks up to Krista whose sitting at the bar]
Adam Frawley: Seems we're having a bit of a staring contes
t over there.Krista Coughlin: What can I say the boys like me.
Adam Frawley: I bet they do.
Krista Coughlin: What are you doing down here? Slummin'?
Adam Frawley: I work with the FBI.
Krista Coughlin: Me too.
[Krista starts to laugh]
Adam Frawley: Well, you must be new.
Krista Coughlin: Yeah, all right. Doesn't mean you're gettin' fucked though. You gotta kiss the rabbit if you want the tail. My mum taught me that.
Adam Frawley: You used to hang around with Doug MacRay a little bit, huh?
Krista Coughlin: How do you know Dougy?
Adam Frawley: We sorta worked together.
Krista Coughlin: Sand and Gravel?
Adam Frawley: No. No.
[he pulls out some money]
Adam Frawley: You a pretty decent judge of size?
Krista Coughlin: Depends. Size of what?
[Frawley holds up some money]
Adam Frawley: How big would you say this is? Six inches? Over or under.
Krista Coughlin: Under.
Adam Frawley: Wrong. Six point one four inches exactly. I know everything there is to know about money. Thickness? Point O-O-four three inches. Weight? About one gram. Which is interesting because that means that this twenty dollar bill isn't even worth its own weight...in oxy.
Adam Frawley: So how’s it work? Bartender gets a call? You pick up a package at Point A, deliver it to Point B, Florist gives you C. You’re thinking on runnin' out on me. It’s not that simple, cause you see I start waving this around in here...
[shows her his badge]
Adam Frawley: ... bad for you.
Krista Coughlin: I want a lawyer.
Adam Frawley: Good, get one. It's all about protecting yourself, right? Not even yourself. Your daughter.
Krista Coughlin: Don't talk about my daughter.
Adam Frawley: How long were you with MacRay?
Krista Coughlin: All my life.
Adam Frawley: In all those years that you were together...how many diamond necklaces did he give you?
Doug MacRay: You know if this thing goes right, could be your turn to step away, too.
James Coughlin: Yeah. Sure. What am I gonna do? Dougy, huh? Go down to Margaritaville, drink half a yard and fall of the fuckin' bar stools?
Doug MacRay: Do me a favor, the weight of this thing...pack a parachute at least.
James Coughlin: You know the funniest thing about being in prison guys pretending they wanna get out. I can't do any more time, Dougy. So if we get jammed up, we're holding court on the street.
[Doug's in his hotel room when there's a knock on the door and Kris walks in holding her daughter]
Doug MacRay: What the fuck you doin' here, Kris?
Krista Coughlin: I need to talk to you.
Doug MacRay: Not a great time, hon.
Krista Coughlin: I know.
Doug MacRay: You know. Okay. Well, what do you want?
Krista Coughlin: Dez told me you were here. I miss you, beautiful.
Doug MacRay: Kris, you could do thirty years for walkin' in through the door. Okay? Do you understand that? For being here. You can't be bringing the kid in here. You got it?
Krista Coughlin: I don't fuckin' care.
Doug MacRay: You can’t stay.
Krista Coughlin: I don’t wanna stay. I wanna go with you.
Krista Coughlin: I wanna change, too, Doug.
Doug MacRay: Jesus Christ!
Krista Coughlin: Why the fuck can’t I change? I could be a different person
Doug MacRay: Jesus Christ!
Krista Coughlin: You tell me what you want me to do. I'll be whoever you want me to be.
Doug MacRay: I'm leaving with somebody else.
Krista Coughlin: Oh, yeah?
Doug MacRay: Yeah.
Krista Coughlin: Why isn't she here then? Huh?
Doug MacRay: What do you want me to tell you?
Krista Coughlin: She's going away with you, why isn't she here?
Doug MacRay: Because she's...she's not here.
[referring to the hotel room]
Krista Coughlin: Such a trashy little fuck pad.
[kicks a chair]
Doug MacRay: Take it easy.
Krista Coughlin: After a Tiffany necklace, I thought a room at the Ritz!
Doug MacRay: Huh? What'd you say? Where...where did you hear that? Where did you hear about a necklace?
Krista Coughlin: A little bird.
[he grabs her]
Doug MacRay: Fuckin' smart ass. Who told you that? Answer me! Who told you about a necklace?
Krista Coughlin: I know you’d rather see a rope around my neck.
[Shyne begins to cry]
Doug MacRay: You get the fuck out of here. Let's go.
Krista Coughlin: I'm coming with you.
[Doug has Shyne in his arms and carries her to the door]
Doug MacRay: You're gettin' outta here.
Krista Coughlin: Dougy, we're fucking comin' with you.
Doug MacRay: Time to go. Okay. Here we go. Time to go, sweetheart.
[he opens the door and sets Shyne gently on the hall floor]
Doug MacRay: Let's go, Krista.
Krista Coughlin: I'm not leavin'. I'm not leavin' here.
[Doug grabs her and shoves her towards the door]
Krista Coughlin: Get the fuck off me! I can go out by myself.
[Doug pushes her out the door and shuts the door in her face]
Krista Coughlin: [shouting] Don't you fucking say no to me!
[to Doug as he stares out the hotel window as they are preparing for the robbery]
James Coughlin: Hey, will you quit fuckin' doin' that. You're makin' me nervous.
[Krista's in the hospital after crashing her car, she sees Frawley coming towards her]
Krista Coughlin: There he is. Mr six inches.
Adam Frawley: What happened?
Krista Coughlin: You're a crime stopper, figure it the fuck out.
Adam Frawley: Sweetheart, I know you have oxycodone, cocaine and alcohol in your system. I know that you have five cars registered in your name and I know right now your daughter is sitting in the back of a state van, being driven by a stranger to the Department of Social Services. So, how long you wanna do this?
Krista Coughlin: I'm a person, you know?
Adam Frawley: Yeah, you're a person who's gonna need a plea agreement if you ever wanna see your kid again.
Krista Coughlin: Why is it always I'm the one who's gettin' used?
Adam Frawley: What do you have?
Krista Coughlin: No...just that uh...Dougy's goin' away after.
Adam Frawley: What after? After what?
[Krista doesn't answer]
Adam Frawley: Krista, I need you to be smart here. This could be a big moment for Shyne. Make a huge difference in her life.
[Krista begins to cry]
Adam Frawley: We can help you, sweetheart.
[Doug and Jem are dressed as police officers and walk through the tunnel outside the cash room]
Doug MacRay: Who called 911?
James Coughlin: Did you guys called 911?
Guard 1: No one from here called.
Young Security Guard: No we didn't uh...it wasn't us.
Doug MacRay: Who dialed a 911 call?
James Coughlin: It's a robbery guys, come on?
Young Security Guard: You said a robbery?
Doug MacRay: Yeah. A call sayin' you're being held up.
Young Security Guard: Oh, let..let me call Mike.
Doug MacRay: We just walked passed Mike. He let us in.
James Coughlin: Hey, look guys we got a distress call. All right. So, who made the call?
Guard 1:Nobody called from here.
James Coughlin: So...no one called. What are we doing here?
Guard 1: Hold on. Where's Mike?
Doug MacRay: I just told you where Mike was.
Young Security Guard: You boys see all right? With the uh...
[referring to the dark sun glasses that both Doug and Jem are wearing]
James Coughlin: For our safety, for everyone's safety here we need to see your ID's. All right?
Guard 2: Guys...guys, hold up. We've been here all mornin'. Take it easy.
Doug MacRay: My partner asked for your ID. All right. We don't know you. Until we identify all the parties involved here, we're gonna need some ID's and we're gonna need to see everyone on the ground. Right now.
[one of guards gets panicky and pulls the sidearm from his holster]
Doug MacRay: Wow! Wow!
Guard 2: Hey, hey! Relax.
[Doug and Jem pull out their guns and all the guards get panicky. Doug and Jem make the guards lie on the ground and quickly bind their hands]
[Doug knocks on the cash room door]
Doug MacRay: In the cash room. Arnold Washton! You live at 311 Hazer Street in Quincy, with a wife named Linda and three small dogs. Do not make a distress call. Also in the cash room, Morton Previt. You live at 27 Counting Lane, Randolph. Wife also Linda. Morton, the Lindas want you to open this door. We have men outside your homes.
[the cash room door gets opened]
[outside Fenway building, where FBI and police cars are camped]
Dino Ciampa: Looped around the block. No cars, no vans around, nothing.
Adam Frawley: Maybe we’re too early. Too late.
[after they've been ambushed by the SWAT team]
James Coughlin: Let's get the fuck out of here.
Doug MacRay: There's a million fucking cops out there!
[Doug, Jem and Gloansy are firing at the FBI and police force outside the building]
James Coughlin: [shouting] Let's leave now! Get the fuck out of here.
Gloansy: Meet me at the fucking switch!
[Jem and Doug go over to Gloansy]
Gloansy: They ain't looking for fuckin' cops. I'm gonna roll out the front.
Doug MacRay: The whole fuckin' force is out there.
Gloansy: You know I can take a pinch. Don't worry about it.
[Jem and Doug quickly change into their cop uniforms after Gloansy has sacrificed himself]
Doug MacRay: See you in Florida, kid.
James Coughlin: See you when you get back.
Police Captain: I don't know if we're dealing with some kind of a fucking genius here, but security...security are saying they got hit by cops.
Dino Ciampa: Cops?
Police Captain: Yeah. Two cops.
[Frawley spots Jem in a cops uniform and follows after him]
Adam Frawley: Officer, can you hold up a minutes?
[Jem doesn't stop and keeps on walking]
[Jem's been shot in the leg and he's hiding behind a mailbox]
Adam Frawley: Coughlin, throw down your weapon?
James Coughlin: Fuck you!
Adam Frawley: You got thirty seconds, asshole!
[behind the mailbox Jem spots a discarded soda and drinks from it and then grabs his guns]
James Coughlin: Okay. I surrender. I surrender!
[he comes out from behind the mailbox and before he fires his guns he gets shot]
[Doug still in his cop uniforms goes to the Florist's shop and sees Rusty behind the counter]
Doug MacRay: Rusty, something went wrong. Come here?
[Doug puts a gun to it Rusty head and pulls the trigger killing him instantly]
Doug MacRay: Fergie?
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Prick!
[They start shooting at one another]
[after shooting Fergie down Doug walks over to him and puts his gun in the florist's crotch]
Doug MacRay: Fergie, remember who clipped your nuts for you.
[shoots his gun]
[over the phone]
Doug MacRay: Claire, it's me.
Claire Keesey: Are you okay?
Doug MacRay: Yeah, I'm fine. I know, but I'm okay. I'm all right. Claire, I wanna meet you. It's gotta be soon, I don't have a lot of time.
[Frawley and his team are with Claire at her apartment]
Claire Keesey: Doug...
Doug MacRay: Can you meet me? Claire, please. I need to know. I gotta go.
Claire Keesey: Can you come here?
[Doug's watching Claire through his binoculars and sees Frawley over her shoulder]
Doug MacRay: You want me to come to where you are now?
Claire Keesey: Uhmm.
Doug MacRay: I don't think that's a good idea for me.
Claire Keesey: Why?
Doug MacRay: What if there are police there?
Claire Keesey: There's no one here.
Doug MacRay: Claire, listen I'm...listen...listen to me. I'm sorry. Okay. I'm sorry for what I did to you. Remember that. Come down at the back and I'll meet you in about an hour. Alright, I'll see you.
[Doug is about to end the call]
Claire Keesey: Wait. Doug...Doug?
Doug MacRay: Yeah.
Claire Keesey: I want you to come. I really want...I really want to see you. It'll be just like one of my sunny days.
[Doug smiles realizing what her message means]
Doug MacRay: Well, uh...I'm on my way then.
Claire Keesey: Bye.
Doug MacRay: Goodbye, Claire.
[at Claire's place waiting for Doug to show up, Frawley realizes that he's not going to come]
Adam Frawley: My sunny days. You know Claire we are a national organization.
[he gives Claire a long knowing look]
Adam Frawley: All right boys, let's pack it up. He ain't coming. Let's get the description out. We know what he looks like. We'll find him.
[Frawley finds a note from Doug stuck on his car, he opens it to read; "GO FUCK YOURSELF." Frawley gives the note to Ciampa]
Adam Frawley: It's for you.
[Claire's digging in her garden plot when she sees a bag buried in the dirt, she opens it to find money and a note from Doug]
Doug MacRay: [voice over] Claire, take this. You'll do better with it than I can. By the time you read this I'll be long gone. Not the way I planned it, but for the first time in my life I'm leaving this city.
[Claire looks in the bag and under the money finds a tangerine]
Doug MacRay: [voice over] Maybe if I go I could stop looking.
[last lines]
Doug MacRay: [voice over] No matter how much you change you still have to pay the price for the things you've done. So I got a long road. But I know I'll see you again, this side or the other.
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Quotes: 107
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