The Departed Quotes
Barrigan : [ after they lose the rugby match to the firemen and Sullivan stares longingly at the statehouse ] What? Look, forget about it. Your old man was a janitor and his son's only a cop.
Colin Sullivan : Fucking firefighters are bunch of homos. [ they both laugh ]
Colin Sullivan : They are!
Colin Sullivan : Fucking firefighters are bunch of homos. [ they both laugh ]
Colin Sullivan : They are!
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Oliver Queenan : [ as Billy runs away, and protects him from Costello's goons ] One of you mugs got a light.
Fitzy : Where's your boy?
Oliver Queenan : He's studying law at Notre Dame.
Fitzy : Where's your fucking boy?
Fitzy : [ grabs Queenan ] Goddamn motherfucker! Now where's your fucking boy?
Fitzy : Where's your boy?
Oliver Queenan : He's studying law at Notre Dame.
Fitzy : Where's your fucking boy?
Fitzy : [ grabs Queenan ] Goddamn motherfucker! Now where's your fucking boy?
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[ detailing the undercover operation to nail Costello ]
Ellerby : Our target: microprocessors. Yes, those. I don't know what they are, you don't know what they are, who gives a fuck?
Ellerby : Our target: microprocessors. Yes, those. I don't know what they are, you don't know what they are, who gives a fuck?
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Dignam : My theory on Feds is that they're like mushrooms, feed 'em shit and keep 'em in the dark
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Oliver Queenan : Do you know what we do here? My section?
Billy Costigan : Sir, yes, sir. I have an idea...
Dignam : [ interrupting ] Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let's say you have no idea and leave it at that, okay? No idea. Zip. None. If you had an idea of what we do, we would not be good at what we do, now would we? We would be cunts. Are you calling us cunts?
Oliver Queenan : Staff Sergeant Dignam has a style of his own. I'm afraid we all have to get used to it.
Billy Costigan : Sir, yes, sir. I have an idea...
Dignam : [ interrupting ] Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let's say you have no idea and leave it at that, okay? No idea. Zip. None. If you had an idea of what we do, we would not be good at what we do, now would we? We would be cunts. Are you calling us cunts?
Oliver Queenan : Staff Sergeant Dignam has a style of his own. I'm afraid we all have to get used to it.
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Oliver Queenan : We have a question: Do you want to be a cop, or do you want to appear to be a cop? It's an honest question. A lot of guys just want to appear to be cops. Gun, badge, pretend they're on TV.
Dignam : Yeah, a lot of people just wanna slam a nigger's head through a plate-glass window.
Billy Costigan : I'm all set without your own personal job application. Alright, Sergeant?
Dignam : What the fuck did you say to me, trainee?
Billy Costigan : [ to Queenan ] With all due respect, sir, what do you want from me?
Dignam : Hey asshole, he can't help you! I know what you are, okay? I know what you are and I know what you are not. I'm the best friend you have on the face of this earth, and I'm gonna help you understand something, you punk. You're no fuckin' cop!
Dignam : Yeah, a lot of people just wanna slam a nigger's head through a plate-glass window.
Billy Costigan : I'm all set without your own personal job application. Alright, Sergeant?
Dignam : What the fuck did you say to me, trainee?
Billy Costigan : [ to Queenan ] With all due respect, sir, what do you want from me?
Dignam : Hey asshole, he can't help you! I know what you are, okay? I know what you are and I know what you are not. I'm the best friend you have on the face of this earth, and I'm gonna help you understand something, you punk. You're no fuckin' cop!
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Ellerby : How is your wedding coming along?
Colin Sullivan : Great, great; she's a doctor.
Ellerby : That's outstanding.
Colin Sullivan : Yeah.
Ellerby : Marriage is an important part of getting ahead: lets people know you're not a homo; married guy seems more stable; people see the ring, they think at least somebody can stand the son of a bitch; ladies see the ring, they know immediately you must have some cash or your cock must work. [ laughs ]
Colin Sullivan : [ laughing ] Yeah, it's working... Overtime!
Ellerby : I'm glad to hear that.
Colin Sullivan : Yeah... Thank you.
Colin Sullivan : Great, great; she's a doctor.
Ellerby : That's outstanding.
Colin Sullivan : Yeah.
Ellerby : Marriage is an important part of getting ahead: lets people know you're not a homo; married guy seems more stable; people see the ring, they think at least somebody can stand the son of a bitch; ladies see the ring, they know immediately you must have some cash or your cock must work. [ laughs ]
Colin Sullivan : [ laughing ] Yeah, it's working... Overtime!
Ellerby : I'm glad to hear that.
Colin Sullivan : Yeah... Thank you.
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Ellerby : Cui Bono, who benefits?
Colin Sullivan : Cui gives a shit. It's got a freakin' bow on it.
Colin Sullivan : Cui gives a shit. It's got a freakin' bow on it.
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Bookie Harassed by French : I'm in the hole, I pay him two grand a week. There's no profit, I pay him two grand a week.
Mr. French : Well make more fuckin' money. This is America. You don't make money, then you're a fuckin' douchebag. [ pulls out gun ]
Mr. French : Now what you ganna do? [ kicks him ]
Bookie Harassed by French : I'll make more money!
Mr. French : That's the spirit!
Mr. French : Well make more fuckin' money. This is America. You don't make money, then you're a fuckin' douchebag. [ pulls out gun ]
Mr. French : Now what you ganna do? [ kicks him ]
Bookie Harassed by French : I'll make more money!
Mr. French : That's the spirit!
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Ellerby : This unit is new, and you are the newest members of it. You have been selected from the basis of intelligence and aptitude. This is an elite unit. Our job is to smash, or marginally disrupt, organized crime in the city by enhanced cooperation of the FBI, represented here today by Frank Lazio. And we will do it. By organized crime in the city, you know who we mean - that's Jackie Costigan, that's an old picture. Jackie met his demise. Last known photograph. Costello uses three key guys: that's Fitzy - off-the-boat psycho who lives with his mother, who's straight out of Going My Way. Delahunt - muscle. French - the number one. But of course the rock star - you know who. We've done a briefing. Books, so read up. I want any and all ideas so I can pass them off as my own. Word hard, you'll rise fast. You're in the best possible position in the department. Let's go to work.
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Billy Costigan : Listen, listen. I got like, like thirty thousand bucks, right? Insurance money. You know, after my mother passed and everything?
Cousin Sean : Yeah, yeah.
Billy Costigan : In your line of work, if I gave you like what, ten thousand, what could I get back?
Cousin Sean : You know... you know what you usually say at these moments?
Billy Costigan : What? What?
Cousin Sean : C'mon, man.
Billy Costigan : Aw, come on, you fucking moron. Come on. What, you want me to say it? Huh? I'm not a cop, alright? I'm your fucking cousin.
Cousin Sean : Yeah, you're bad! You corrupt fuck, man! You must be my cousin.
Cousin Sean : Yeah, yeah.
Billy Costigan : In your line of work, if I gave you like what, ten thousand, what could I get back?
Cousin Sean : You know... you know what you usually say at these moments?
Billy Costigan : What? What?
Cousin Sean : C'mon, man.
Billy Costigan : Aw, come on, you fucking moron. Come on. What, you want me to say it? Huh? I'm not a cop, alright? I'm your fucking cousin.
Cousin Sean : Yeah, you're bad! You corrupt fuck, man! You must be my cousin.
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Frank Costello : [ talking about Costigan ] Do you trust him?
Mr. French : Well these days, who's reliable?
Frank Costello : His uncle Jackie was. Yeah, you can't trust a guy acts like he's got nothing to lose.
Mr. French : I'm reliable.
Frank Costello : Arnold, you're one in a million.
Mr. French : Ten. Ten million.
Frank Costello : What about your wife, Arnold?
Mr. French : Well, I thought she was.
Frank Costello : [ laughing ] She wasn't!
Mr. French : Well, she got reliable. [ flashback showing French strangling his wife ]
Mr. French : Well these days, who's reliable?
Frank Costello : His uncle Jackie was. Yeah, you can't trust a guy acts like he's got nothing to lose.
Mr. French : I'm reliable.
Frank Costello : Arnold, you're one in a million.
Mr. French : Ten. Ten million.
Frank Costello : What about your wife, Arnold?
Mr. French : Well, I thought she was.
Frank Costello : [ laughing ] She wasn't!
Mr. French : Well, she got reliable. [ flashback showing French strangling his wife ]
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Frank Costello : Have a seat, Bill. [ Costigan sits down at Costello's dinner table ]
Frank Costello : [ while eating crab ] Do you know John Lennon?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, sure, he was the president before Lincoln.
Frank Costello : Lennon said, "I'm an artist. You give me a fucking tuba, I'll get you something out of it."
Billy Costigan : [ sarcastically ] Well I tell you Mr. Costello, I'd like to squeeze some fucking money out of it.
Frank Costello : Smart mouth. Too bad. If you'll indulge me... [ sees Gwen leaving ]
Frank Costello : Now what?
Gwen : Choir practice.
Frank Costello : [ annoyed ] Choir practice. [ Costello pulls out a severed human hand ]
Frank Costello : The point I'm making with John Lennon is - a man could look at anything, and make something out of it. For instance, I look at you and I think "what could I use you for?"
Frank Costello : [ while eating crab ] Do you know John Lennon?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, sure, he was the president before Lincoln.
Frank Costello : Lennon said, "I'm an artist. You give me a fucking tuba, I'll get you something out of it."
Billy Costigan : [ sarcastically ] Well I tell you Mr. Costello, I'd like to squeeze some fucking money out of it.
Frank Costello : Smart mouth. Too bad. If you'll indulge me... [ sees Gwen leaving ]
Frank Costello : Now what?
Gwen : Choir practice.
Frank Costello : [ annoyed ] Choir practice. [ Costello pulls out a severed human hand ]
Frank Costello : The point I'm making with John Lennon is - a man could look at anything, and make something out of it. For instance, I look at you and I think "what could I use you for?"
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Frank Costello : You know, if your father were alive, and saw you here sitting with me, let's say he would have a word with me about this. In fact, he'd kill seven guys just to cut my throat, and he could do it. That's maybe something you don't know about William Costigan, Sr.
Billy Costigan : So he never? I mean, never?
Frank Costello : No. He kept his own counsel. He never wanted money. You can't do anything with a man like that. You're Uncle Jackie - he also would kill my entire fucking family if he saw me here with you. And I think about this.
Billy Costigan : [ confused ] So what the fuck are we talking about here?
Frank Costello : Did you ever think about going back to school?
Billy Costigan : School? [ laughs ]
Billy Costigan : All due respect Mr. Costello, school is out.
Frank Costello : Maybe someday you'll wake the fuck up.
Billy Costigan : So he never? I mean, never?
Frank Costello : No. He kept his own counsel. He never wanted money. You can't do anything with a man like that. You're Uncle Jackie - he also would kill my entire fucking family if he saw me here with you. And I think about this.
Billy Costigan : [ confused ] So what the fuck are we talking about here?
Frank Costello : Did you ever think about going back to school?
Billy Costigan : School? [ laughs ]
Billy Costigan : All due respect Mr. Costello, school is out.
Frank Costello : Maybe someday you'll wake the fuck up.
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Madolyn : What do you expect coming in here?
Billy Costigan : I have to come here.
Madolyn : I know you have to come here, but now that you're here, what do you want?
Billy Costigan : You want the truth? Valium.
Madolyn : You know if you lied, you would have an easier time getting what you wanted.
Billy Costigan : What does that say about what you do for a living?
Madolyn : I just think we should have a few more meetings before we even talk about prescriptions.
Billy Costigan : Look... look, I'm having panic attacks, alright? The other night I thought I was having a fucking heart attack. I puked in a trash barrel on the way over here. I haven't slept for fucking weeks.
Madolyn : Is that true?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, that's true. Alright? I said it was fucking true. I want some fucking pills and you're gonna what? You're gonna close my file? Is that what you're going to do?
Madolyn : No, I didn't close your file. I...
Billy Costigan : [ angry ] I thought I was supposed to tell the truth here, if only fucking here!
Madolyn : You are! You are!
Billy Costigan : Christ. I mean, a guy comes in here against every, every instinct of privacy and self-reliance he has and what do you do? What do you do, huh? You send him off on the street to score smack, is that what you do? You're fucking ridiculous! [ Madolyn hands Costigan some Valium ]
Billy Costigan : [ picking up the pills ] Two pills? Great. Why don't you just give me a bottle of scotch and a handgun to blow my fucking head off! Are we done here with this psychiatry bullshit?
Madolyn : You know what? You can leave!
Billy Costigan : What the fuck did I just put myself through?
Billy Costigan : I have to come here.
Madolyn : I know you have to come here, but now that you're here, what do you want?
Billy Costigan : You want the truth? Valium.
Madolyn : You know if you lied, you would have an easier time getting what you wanted.
Billy Costigan : What does that say about what you do for a living?
Madolyn : I just think we should have a few more meetings before we even talk about prescriptions.
Billy Costigan : Look... look, I'm having panic attacks, alright? The other night I thought I was having a fucking heart attack. I puked in a trash barrel on the way over here. I haven't slept for fucking weeks.
Madolyn : Is that true?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, that's true. Alright? I said it was fucking true. I want some fucking pills and you're gonna what? You're gonna close my file? Is that what you're going to do?
Madolyn : No, I didn't close your file. I...
Billy Costigan : [ angry ] I thought I was supposed to tell the truth here, if only fucking here!
Madolyn : You are! You are!
Billy Costigan : Christ. I mean, a guy comes in here against every, every instinct of privacy and self-reliance he has and what do you do? What do you do, huh? You send him off on the street to score smack, is that what you do? You're fucking ridiculous! [ Madolyn hands Costigan some Valium ]
Billy Costigan : [ picking up the pills ] Two pills? Great. Why don't you just give me a bottle of scotch and a handgun to blow my fucking head off! Are we done here with this psychiatry bullshit?
Madolyn : You know what? You can leave!
Billy Costigan : What the fuck did I just put myself through?
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Frank Costello : I'm going to have my associate search you.
Billy Costigan : No, no one's fucking searching me. Searching me for what?
Frank Costello : Contra-fucking-band. Take your shoes off. [ French slams Costigan into a chair ]
Mr. French : Shoes.
Frank Costello : [ to Costigan ] I knew your father.
Billy Costigan : Yeah? You know he's dead?
Frank Costello : Oh, sorry. How'd he go?
Billy Costigan : He didn't complain.
Frank Costello : Yeah, that was his problem.
Billy Costigan : Who said he had a problem?
Frank Costello : I just said he had a fucking problem. There's a man who could have been anything.
Billy Costigan : Are you trying to say he was nothing? [ French slams Costigan onto a pool table and continues his search ]
Frank Costello : I'm saying he worked at the airport.
Billy Costigan : No, no one's fucking searching me. Searching me for what?
Frank Costello : Contra-fucking-band. Take your shoes off. [ French slams Costigan into a chair ]
Mr. French : Shoes.
Frank Costello : [ to Costigan ] I knew your father.
Billy Costigan : Yeah? You know he's dead?
Frank Costello : Oh, sorry. How'd he go?
Billy Costigan : He didn't complain.
Frank Costello : Yeah, that was his problem.
Billy Costigan : Who said he had a problem?
Frank Costello : I just said he had a fucking problem. There's a man who could have been anything.
Billy Costigan : Are you trying to say he was nothing? [ French slams Costigan onto a pool table and continues his search ]
Frank Costello : I'm saying he worked at the airport.
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Frank Costello : Arm.
Billy Costigan : Arm? What fuckin' arm?
Mr. French : [ French pulls Costigan to a pool table ] Show me your arm. Flip it. mmhmmm, mmhmmm... [ French slams Costigan's arm on the table until the cast breaks, while Costigan screams in pain ]
Frank Costello : It makes me curious to see you in this neighborhood. And if I can slander my own environment, it makes me sad. This, uh, regression. Plus, I don't know if it's beyond some fucking cop prick like Queenan to pull you out of the Staties and send you gift-wrapped to me. I just can't know. I wonder what they do in that particular department, anyway. [ Costello slams on Costigan's broken arm with Costigan's boot ]
Frank Costello : [ yelling ] Are you still a cop?
Billy Costigan : [ in severe pain ] No! [ Costello whacks his arm again ]
Frank Costello : [ yelling ] Swear on your mother's grave you're still not a cop?
Billy Costigan : [ painfully ] I'm not a fucking cop! [ Costello whacks his arm again, this time re-breaking it ]
Frank Costello : [ yelling ] Are you going to stop doing coke deals with your jerk-off fucking cousin?
Billy Costigan : [ weakly ] Yes, yes, yes!
Frank Costello : Alright, alright. You're okay, you'll be alright. Get your hand taken care of. [ Costello throws down some money ]
Frank Costello : I'm sorry, but it was necessary. As for our problem with Providence - let's not cry over some spilled guineas.
Billy Costigan : Arm? What fuckin' arm?
Mr. French : [ French pulls Costigan to a pool table ] Show me your arm. Flip it. mmhmmm, mmhmmm... [ French slams Costigan's arm on the table until the cast breaks, while Costigan screams in pain ]
Frank Costello : It makes me curious to see you in this neighborhood. And if I can slander my own environment, it makes me sad. This, uh, regression. Plus, I don't know if it's beyond some fucking cop prick like Queenan to pull you out of the Staties and send you gift-wrapped to me. I just can't know. I wonder what they do in that particular department, anyway. [ Costello slams on Costigan's broken arm with Costigan's boot ]
Frank Costello : [ yelling ] Are you still a cop?
Billy Costigan : [ in severe pain ] No! [ Costello whacks his arm again ]
Frank Costello : [ yelling ] Swear on your mother's grave you're still not a cop?
Billy Costigan : [ painfully ] I'm not a fucking cop! [ Costello whacks his arm again, this time re-breaking it ]
Frank Costello : [ yelling ] Are you going to stop doing coke deals with your jerk-off fucking cousin?
Billy Costigan : [ weakly ] Yes, yes, yes!
Frank Costello : Alright, alright. You're okay, you'll be alright. Get your hand taken care of. [ Costello throws down some money ]
Frank Costello : I'm sorry, but it was necessary. As for our problem with Providence - let's not cry over some spilled guineas.
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[ Costello meets with Sullivan in a porno theater, posing as a movie-watcher and suprising him with a black dildo ]
Colin Sullivan : Frank? What the fuck is wrong with you?
Frank Costello : [ laughing ] See anything you like, Colin?
Colin Sullivan : I almost fucking shot you!
Frank Costello : You're not indulging in self-abuse, are you? I hope you're not turning into one of them sob sisters who wants to get caught. You're not cracking up, are you?
Colin Sullivan : I don't crack up.
Frank Costello : Picking a place like this, where any cop can see you. Jesus.
Colin Sullivan : If it was such a fucking bad idea, why'd you show up?
Frank Costello : [ turning to face Sullivan ] I own the place.
Colin Sullivan : [ laughs ] Why am I not fucking surprised? Look, I gotta tell you...
Frank Costello : You're getting re-assigned. I know.
Colin Sullivan : How the fuck do you know that?
Frank Costello : Where'd they put you?
Colin Sullivan : Hey Frank, I gotta find myself.
Frank Costello : You're telling me, sonny boy.
Colin Sullivan : I gotta find the guy you got in the department.
Frank Costello : With everybody looking up their own ass, and you looking for yourself, I'd put my money on nobody finds nothing.
Colin Sullivan : I know, but Frank - look, for me, you gotta lay low. Right now.
Frank Costello : Colin, laying low is not what I do.
Colin Sullivan : Okay, fucking big daddy Frank. Fucking perfect. But what good am I to you if you don't listen to me?
Colin Sullivan : Frank? What the fuck is wrong with you?
Frank Costello : [ laughing ] See anything you like, Colin?
Colin Sullivan : I almost fucking shot you!
Frank Costello : You're not indulging in self-abuse, are you? I hope you're not turning into one of them sob sisters who wants to get caught. You're not cracking up, are you?
Colin Sullivan : I don't crack up.
Frank Costello : Picking a place like this, where any cop can see you. Jesus.
Colin Sullivan : If it was such a fucking bad idea, why'd you show up?
Frank Costello : [ turning to face Sullivan ] I own the place.
Colin Sullivan : [ laughs ] Why am I not fucking surprised? Look, I gotta tell you...
Frank Costello : You're getting re-assigned. I know.
Colin Sullivan : How the fuck do you know that?
Frank Costello : Where'd they put you?
Colin Sullivan : Hey Frank, I gotta find myself.
Frank Costello : You're telling me, sonny boy.
Colin Sullivan : I gotta find the guy you got in the department.
Frank Costello : With everybody looking up their own ass, and you looking for yourself, I'd put my money on nobody finds nothing.
Colin Sullivan : I know, but Frank - look, for me, you gotta lay low. Right now.
Frank Costello : Colin, laying low is not what I do.
Colin Sullivan : Okay, fucking big daddy Frank. Fucking perfect. But what good am I to you if you don't listen to me?
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Colin Sullivan : I can get the rat. You just gotta let me do it my way, Frank.
Frank Costello : Okay. [ hands Sullivan "Citizens Trust" envelope ]
Frank Costello : But Colin - I hope I don't have to remind you that if you don't find that cheese-eating rat bastard in your department, most likely it won't be me who suffers for it.
Colin Sullivan : Now why would you have to remind me of that? Would I be any good at what I do if I didn't fucking already know that? Frank, you gotta trust me. Alright, just trust me Frank. Hey, it fucking involves lying and I'm pretty fucking good at that. Right?
Frank Costello : Maybe because it's always been so easy for me to get cunt, that I never understood jacking off in a theater.
Frank Costello : Okay. [ hands Sullivan "Citizens Trust" envelope ]
Frank Costello : But Colin - I hope I don't have to remind you that if you don't find that cheese-eating rat bastard in your department, most likely it won't be me who suffers for it.
Colin Sullivan : Now why would you have to remind me of that? Would I be any good at what I do if I didn't fucking already know that? Frank, you gotta trust me. Alright, just trust me Frank. Hey, it fucking involves lying and I'm pretty fucking good at that. Right?
Frank Costello : Maybe because it's always been so easy for me to get cunt, that I never understood jacking off in a theater.
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Billy Costigan : [ to the bartender ] Cranberry juice.
Man Glassed in Bar : It's a natural diuretic. My girlfriend drinks it when she's got her period. What, do you got your period? [ Billy grabs an empty glass and smashes it onto the man's head. Mr. French grabs Billy throws him against the wall. Billy tries to go towards the man again and French holds him against the wall. Billy pushes French's hands away ]
Billy Costigan : Get your fuckin' hands off me!
Mr. French : [ calmly ] Hey, hey, hey... do you know me?
Billy Costigan : No, no.
Mr. French : Well, I'm the guy that tells you there are guys you can hit and there's guys you can't. Now, that's not quite a guy you can't hit, but it's almost a guy you can't hit. So I'm gonna make a fuckin' ruling on this right now. You don't fuckin' hit him. You understand?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, excellent. Fine, fine, fine.
Mr. French : I fucking know you. I know your family. You make one more drug deal with that idiot fucking cop-magnet of a cousin of yours and I'll forget your grandmother was so nice to me. I'll cut your fucking nuts off. You understand that?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, yeah, I do.
Mr. French : What are you drinkin'?
Billy Costigan : [ embarrassed ] A cranberry juice.
Mr. French : What is it, your period? [ to the bartender ]
Mr. French : Get him a... cranberry juice.
Mr. French : [ to the man ] Hey, fuckhead, that's Jackie's nephew.
Man Glassed in Bar : Oh.
Mr. French : What? "Oh" fuckin' what? [ punches the man four times in the face ]
Mr. French : Get the fuck outta here.
Man Glassed in Bar : It's a natural diuretic. My girlfriend drinks it when she's got her period. What, do you got your period? [ Billy grabs an empty glass and smashes it onto the man's head. Mr. French grabs Billy throws him against the wall. Billy tries to go towards the man again and French holds him against the wall. Billy pushes French's hands away ]
Billy Costigan : Get your fuckin' hands off me!
Mr. French : [ calmly ] Hey, hey, hey... do you know me?
Billy Costigan : No, no.
Mr. French : Well, I'm the guy that tells you there are guys you can hit and there's guys you can't. Now, that's not quite a guy you can't hit, but it's almost a guy you can't hit. So I'm gonna make a fuckin' ruling on this right now. You don't fuckin' hit him. You understand?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, excellent. Fine, fine, fine.
Mr. French : I fucking know you. I know your family. You make one more drug deal with that idiot fucking cop-magnet of a cousin of yours and I'll forget your grandmother was so nice to me. I'll cut your fucking nuts off. You understand that?
Billy Costigan : Yeah, yeah, I do.
Mr. French : What are you drinkin'?
Billy Costigan : [ embarrassed ] A cranberry juice.
Mr. French : What is it, your period? [ to the bartender ]
Mr. French : Get him a... cranberry juice.
Mr. French : [ to the man ] Hey, fuckhead, that's Jackie's nephew.
Man Glassed in Bar : Oh.
Mr. French : What? "Oh" fuckin' what? [ punches the man four times in the face ]
Mr. French : Get the fuck outta here.
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[ Colin confronts Billy on the rooftop ]
Billy Costigan : FREEZE! [ points gun at Colin ]
Colin Sullivan : Hey! Hey! Hey!
Billy Costigan : Put your fucking hands up!
Colin Sullivan : Put the fucking gun down! Put the gun... put the gun down, alright? I came here to talk some sense into you!
Billy Costigan : Hands! [ Slaps his arm ]
Colin Sullivan : Alright! Just act professional. I can get you your money!
Billy Costigan : What'd you say?
Colin Sullivan : I can get you your MONEY! [ Billy pistol whips Colin, knocking him to the ground, ]
Billy Costigan : You didn't come here to talk, alright. You came here to get arrested!
Billy Costigan : FREEZE! [ points gun at Colin ]
Colin Sullivan : Hey! Hey! Hey!
Billy Costigan : Put your fucking hands up!
Colin Sullivan : Put the fucking gun down! Put the gun... put the gun down, alright? I came here to talk some sense into you!
Billy Costigan : Hands! [ Slaps his arm ]
Colin Sullivan : Alright! Just act professional. I can get you your money!
Billy Costigan : What'd you say?
Colin Sullivan : I can get you your MONEY! [ Billy pistol whips Colin, knocking him to the ground, ]
Billy Costigan : You didn't come here to talk, alright. You came here to get arrested!
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[ upon learning the Police have found Delahunt's body and that he was a cop ]
Fitzy : I don't believe it.
Mr. French : What can't you believe?
Fitzy : I spent all fucking night dragging the poor bastard in there. Tell me how they find him so fast? Somebody walking a fucking dog ? What fucking size a dog is that? Has to be a big fucking dog, man. I spent all night doing it man. [ pause, Frank stares at him ]
Fitzy : I'm embarrassed. I still don't believe he was a cop, I don't believe it.
Frank Costello : The COPS... are saying he's a cop... so I won't look for the cop. Are you soft, Fitz? When I tell you... to dump a body in the marsh, you dump him *IN* the marsh. Not where some guy from John Hancock goes every Thursday, TO GET A FUCKING BLOWJOB! [ Fitzy laughs, Frank hits him with his cap ]
Frank Costello : Don't laugh! This ain't Reality TV!
Fitzy : I don't believe it.
Mr. French : What can't you believe?
Fitzy : I spent all fucking night dragging the poor bastard in there. Tell me how they find him so fast? Somebody walking a fucking dog ? What fucking size a dog is that? Has to be a big fucking dog, man. I spent all night doing it man. [ pause, Frank stares at him ]
Fitzy : I'm embarrassed. I still don't believe he was a cop, I don't believe it.
Frank Costello : The COPS... are saying he's a cop... so I won't look for the cop. Are you soft, Fitz? When I tell you... to dump a body in the marsh, you dump him *IN* the marsh. Not where some guy from John Hancock goes every Thursday, TO GET A FUCKING BLOWJOB! [ Fitzy laughs, Frank hits him with his cap ]
Frank Costello : Don't laugh! This ain't Reality TV!
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Frank Costello : Good day, father.
Older Priest : Good day, Francis.
Frank Costello : You recall our chat? Little boys. Sucking on their peckers, etc... and so forth. I am as God made me. Is that your rationale? May I remind you - in this archdiocese, God don't run the bingo.
Young Priest : May I remind you - that pride comes before the fall.
Frank Costello : How's Sister Mary Teresa doing? Had a tasty relationship before she took her vows. [ Costello hands the priests a nude drawing of the nun ]
Frank Costello : Enjoy your clams, cocksuckers.
Older Priest : Good day, Francis.
Frank Costello : You recall our chat? Little boys. Sucking on their peckers, etc... and so forth. I am as God made me. Is that your rationale? May I remind you - in this archdiocese, God don't run the bingo.
Young Priest : May I remind you - that pride comes before the fall.
Frank Costello : How's Sister Mary Teresa doing? Had a tasty relationship before she took her vows. [ Costello hands the priests a nude drawing of the nun ]
Frank Costello : Enjoy your clams, cocksuckers.
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Billy Costigan : [ referring to Costello ] Do you want him to chop me up and feed me to the poor, huh, is that what you want?
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Colin Sullivan : [ to Madolyn ] If we're not gonna make it, it's gotta be you that gets out, cause I'm not capable. I'm fucking Irish, I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life.
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Ellerby : You have an immaculate record. Some guys don't trust an immaculate record. I do. I have an immaculate record.
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Madolyn : Here, this is my card.
Colin Sullivan : Nah, I don't need that. I'm a detective. I'll find you. [ elevator door begins to close; Colin reaches out ]
Colin Sullivan : No, I'm just kidding, I need the card.
Colin Sullivan : Nah, I don't need that. I'm a detective. I'll find you. [ elevator door begins to close; Colin reaches out ]
Colin Sullivan : No, I'm just kidding, I need the card.
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Colin Sullivan : You're an FBI informant? Are you fucking kidding me?
Frank Costello : Grow up! [ laughing ]
Frank Costello : Of course I talked to the FBI.
Colin Sullivan : Do they know who I am?
Frank Costello : I... I never gave up anybody... who wasn't going down anyway. Nobody knows nothin'.
Colin Sullivan : Frank... Frank. Do they know about me?
Frank Costello : I know about you, Colin. You know I'd never give you up. You're like a...
Colin Sullivan : What, like a son? To you? Is that what this is about? All that murderin'... and fuckin'... and no sons? [ They shoot at each other ]
Frank Costello : Grow up! [ laughing ]
Frank Costello : Of course I talked to the FBI.
Colin Sullivan : Do they know who I am?
Frank Costello : I... I never gave up anybody... who wasn't going down anyway. Nobody knows nothin'.
Colin Sullivan : Frank... Frank. Do they know about me?
Frank Costello : I know about you, Colin. You know I'd never give you up. You're like a...
Colin Sullivan : What, like a son? To you? Is that what this is about? All that murderin'... and fuckin'... and no sons? [ They shoot at each other ]
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