A 'Fidlam Bens' is a fellow who steals anything, dead or alive...
A badger gets a fellow into bed with a girl...
A base defiler, unworthy of a noble name.
A body's supposed to stay beneath the earth...
A body's supposed to stay beneath the earth...
A bunch of fifth Avenue scums!
A command performance indeed!
A coward.
A crowd is here and are going to destroy this station.
A few crusty bitches and a handful of ragtags?
A freak worthy of Barnum's Museum of Wonders.
A gift?
A gift.
A glimpse of America.
A glorious resurrection will spring from the filthy depths...
A great man.
A jig doing a jig.
A little keepsake.
A low thing, to do that to a body. Low.
A Native is a man...
A ****** in the church is something else!
A nobody.
A penny of gratitude for a fighting Irishman, young sir.
A turtledove goes uptown dressed like a housemaid...
Advance!
After they cut out the baby...
Against any and all inroads into our fine democracy.
Against the potato eaters, like them over there, thieving our jobs!
Against your Roman popery!
Ah, the Five Points.
All I ever knew of Ireland was in the talk of the others at the orphan asylum.
All right there, Happy Jack, leave us something...
All right, boys. Vote Monk, Tammany. Monk, Tammany!
All right, let's kiss good night to that pretty young face of yours.
All right, line them up. It's election day!
All right, that'll do, McGloin. Splay him out.
All right.
Allow me to acknowledge the man whose vision and enterprise made possible...
Almighty Lord, you are the dagger in my hand.
Alone? Well, what do you quarter to the Butcher?
Also on this night, we pay tribute to the leader of our enemies...
Amen.
Amen.
Americans aborning.
Amsterdam!
Amsterdam! Amsterdam!
An angler put a hook on the end of a stick...
An audience with your mangled friend is all I want.
An autumn diver picked your pocket in church.
An honorable man who crossed over bravely...
And a turtledove.
And a white man used to get a quarter for.
And all you need's a spark, right? Just one spark.
And any time that I wish, I can turn it against you.
And as a call to those who suffer still to join our ranks...
And buried him in his own blood.
And consume him as I consume these flames.
And enthusiastic corruption of the public good.
And enthusiastic corruption of the public good.
And for another, I mean no effrontery...
And for this I must beg the indulgence of my former assistant...
And her tales from the perfumed nights of Arabia...
And his love endures forever.
And his slate of Nativist candidates.
And I want you to go out there... You, nobody else.
And I want you...
And it's been so nice and quiet for the last three months.
And my enemies sleep forever.
And no matter what they did to build the city up again...
And now each night they brung ashore the bodies of the soldiers.
And raise it high up so all in the streets can see.
And see how I'm repaid?
And setting them on fire. From 21st:
And so then too was our great city.
And that you lot belong only in the Bowery?
And the dark.
And the love of the Blessed Virgin in my heart.
And the plague of slavery that brought this conflagration...
And the rest...
And the salvation of our people.
And the wickedness of the devil.
And then it came, the first day of the draft.
And there'll be a handsome price for each vote goes Tammany's way.
And they got a right warm welcome.
And those of us trying to be thieves, well, we couldn't help but admire him.
And to the Natives, you see, we was all the same.
And we are particularly happy to greet our Roman Catholic friends...
And we'll get him elected.
And we're afraid of the Natives.
And when he came to finish me...
And who's the finest street fighter in the Five Points?
And Worth.
And you, whatever your name is... What is your name?
And you'll be dispatched by mine own hand.
And, in a moment, outfought?
And, Topsy, dear little Topsy, cradle Uncle Tom's head.
And... And his young associate!
Andrew Martin. J.B. Gleason.
Andrew, come see, quick! Everybody, quick!
Anyone who couldn't buy his way out.
Anyone who never cared about slavery or the Union...
Anything in your pockets tonight?
Apologies, my dear. Pick it up.
Are you now? Give it to me. I'll give it to him.
Are you too young to remember your old Uncle Jack?
Are you willing to do that, my young friend?
Are you with us or not?
As for you, Mr. Tammany fucking Hall...
As if it liked being dirty.
As of this moment, extremely well, thank you. How do you do?
As some of you have surely noticed...
Asking those supporters who wish to see further riots...
At my museum located on Broadway!
At Sparrow's Chinese Pagoda in Mott Street.
Average men will do. Back alley amusers with no affiliations.
Aye, that they do. It's quite the affair.
Bastard? I fought for you, ******. I lost an arm for you.
Be our protector against the snares and the wickedness of the devil.
Be our protector against the snares...
Because he's too low to work up a decent lay for himself.
Because I do believe she lifted your timepiece.
Because that's how you stand up against the rising of the tide.
Because...
Before the city was finally delivered.
Bendrick carries a germ.
Besides, we never dreamt the war would ever touch New York.
Between our two great organizations.
Bill, I can't get a day's work done for all the good citizens...
Bill, you're not suggesting that I would stoop to what you're suggesting?
Bill!
Bill!
Bill! Mr. Killoran will work out the details. Thank you, gentlemen.
Bill! Thank God you're all right.
Bill's going up.
Bill's got mixed feelings as regards the Irish.
Bill's taken quite a liking to you.
Bleed him slow. Let him think about it for a while.
Bowery Boys.
Boys, forget that one. Next building over.
Building set on fire by the mob.
Business licenses, saloon licenses...
But all they do is stand on corners damning England.
But all we could see was the hand in front of us.
But for those of us what lived and died in them furious days...
But from this day out, you shall plague us no more.
But I was about my father's business.
But I'd check my pockets if I was you...
But it's not too late. You can still save my house.
But my allegiance is to the law.
But no hand shall touch him!
But only one right side, as with any question...
But the word was spreading...
But then maybe they don't share your religious scruples.
But they all took me for an immigrant.
But they was listened to carefully by them that did.
But we don't feel it move.
But we had business of our own.
But who had $300?
By giving this country over to them what's had no hand in fighting for it?
By the ancient laws of combat, I accept the challenge of the so called Natives.
By the ancient laws of combat, we have met at this chosen ground...
Calm down!
Can only be secured for $300, according to the Conscription Act.
Careful, Tweedy, the mort's frenchified.
Cast for Monk and Tammany, by God. Twice.
Challenge accepted.
Challenge.
Citizens of the Five Points...
Civilization is crumbling.
Close, John. I ain't gonna bite. Close.
Come along.
Come here, boy.
Come on in out of the draft, boys.
Come on up.
Come on, get in there. Come on, son.
Come on, let's go!
Come on, let's go.
Come on, McGloin, he's just a kid.
Come on, you bastard, we need your vote.
Come on!
Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come on, Johnny, get up.
Come out now, lad.
Coming in here to harass me about crime in the Points.
Commissioner Brunt said you wished to view...
Could I say what I want?
Count that careful, Bill. Count that careful.
Count your blessings he considers you a friend.
Courage, daring and drama!
Cross and Orange and Little Water.
Damn it.
Deliver these good and fervent folk to the polls on a regular basis...
Did your daddy buy you out of the Army? Can he buy me out too?
Didn't anybody pay off the police?
Do any of them got the sand of the 'Dead Rabbits'?
Do they feed us now, do you think?
Do you know what they're for?
Do you think my watch would be safe up on that lamppost, Bill?
Does that meet with your approval, Hellgate?
Dollar and a half?
Don't do it, Bill. His name's Vallon.
Don't do that again.
Don't kill me.
Don't let him get away.
Don't mind him. He used to be an Irishman.
Don't never look away.
Don't take a prisoner in until you've put the mob down!
Don't trust this guy.
Don't worry, son, ain't gonna be much a fight.
Don't you do it.
Don't you hear, ******?
Don't you never come in here empty handed again.
Don't you run into me.
Done.
Done.
Down upon us vanish forever from the earth.
Down with the Union!
Down with the Union!
Down with the Union!
Each of the Five Points is a finger.
Each to his equal portion, amongst the gang.
Ears and noses will be the trophies of the day.
Ears of early white corn! Hot corn!
Easy now.
Enlist. Join up. Serve your country.
Entirely justifiable in my view.
Especially while it's being broken.
Every year the Natives celebrated the killing of my father all over again...
Every year the Points got worse...
Every year the reformers came.
Everybody owes, everybody pays...
Everywhere you went people talked about the draft.
Excuse me one moment.
Fact finding. Reforms studying.
Fair enough.
Farewell, dear boy.
Father, get up. Get up!
Fear.
Fear.
Feast your eyes on the magnificent plumage of these exotic creatures.
Fighting for what he believed in.
Fighting those who would take as their privilege...
Find out.
Fine waistcoat.
Finish it.
Fire starboard!
Fire!
Foot of Canal, they are on their way to Broadway.
For all his faults, your father was a man who loved his people.
For every lay we had a different name.
For let it be known that the hand that tries to strike us from this land...
For murdering this poor little rabbit.
For safekeeping.
For the last time, Vallon, I'm with you if the money is right.
For the Lord crushes the wicked.
For the rest of time...
For thereby shall we lift our people up against those who would destroy us.
For us it might as well have been 3 million.
For with great numbers must come great strength...
For you are the Lord God of Retribution.
Forever.
Fortune favors the bold!
Forty seven years old.
Four bits to back Amsterdam.
Friend or foe, it didn't make no difference now.
From 18th Precinct:
From 18th Precinct: The mob are sacking houses, 27th Street and Seventh Ave.
From 1st: Riot at Pier 4, North River. They have killed n****es.
From 21st: There is an attack on the colored people in Second Avenue...
From 4th: The rioters are robbing colored boarding houses...
From all over New York they came:
From fear of the mob in 17th Street.
From me and me lads, sir.
G.W. Morris. John Doyle.
Generally, they wait till afterwards.
Gentlemen, the match is due to commence.
Gentlemen, you've seen our caged birds.
Gentlemen. Fine gentlemen, you are most welcome...
Get all of us together, we ain't got a gang. We got an army.
Get back here!
Get back on the boat, Paddy!
Get me down!
Get me down!
Get out of the Points and don't come back.
Get rid of these goddamn monkeys. Strike up, boys!
Get there before the 'Daybreak Boys' strip her...
Get up!
Get up.
Ghoul Gang Slaughters. A fresh Outrage in the Five Points.
Ghoul? That's a good word.
Ghoul.
Give him to the law.
Give me the strength for what I must do.
Give the boy some time. We'll settle with a good dustup.
Give those Bowery Boys hell!
Go ahead.
Go back to Africa, ******!
Go back to the Points and leave me to my business...
Go on then.
Go on then.
Go on. Go.
Go spill some claret, boys. Go on, Shorty, have a nice muss.
Go to hell.
God bless you.
God, forgive me.
God!
God! Jesus!
God's only man spared by the Butcher.
Goddamn it!
Good boy.
Good boy.
Good day, lads. Criminal's braggadocio, you see.
Good day, sir.
Good evening, Bill.
Good evening, Reverend.
Good evening, Reverend. I do beg your pardon.
Good girl, Jenny.
Good morning, sir.
Good morning.
Got their own language no one understands.
Grab what you can, Johnny. Let's get out of here.
Guide my hand on this day of vengeance.
Gunboat Liberty and ironclad Passaic now lying off the foot of Wall Street.
Handsome bunch of gallows fruit. There's my old friend.
Hangings of a morning, dancings of an evening.
Happy Jack don't fill his lungs without I tell him he may do so.
Hats off!
Have I ever had you before?
Have you got any scars?
He ain't earned a death. He ain't earned a death at my hands.
He cast Satan out of paradise.
He don't answer to you.
He give me this, you know.
He offends me, I cut out his tongue.
He rises against me, I cut off his head, stick it on a pike...
He spared me because he wanted me to live in shame.
He squatted over the side of England, and what came out of him was Ireland.
He took me in, took care of me...
He was the fellow who wrote the King James Bible.
He was the only man I ever killed worth remembering.
He'll cross over whole...
He's going downstairs.
He's not who he says he is?
He's not who he says he is.
He's to have me looking as sober as me own grandfather.
Hell Cat Maggie, she tried to open her own grog shop.
Help yourself to some decent meat on the way out.
Help yourself.
Help!
Help! Help!
Here in this vile place. Look upon the face of this poor child.
Here.
Here. Here!
Here's another one. Clean him up good.
Here's the thing.
Hey, you got any timber?
Hey! Bill says keep clear of the pikers.
Hey! There's a $300 man. Get him!
His mother and I were unable to recover his remains.
His name is Vallon!
His name's Amsterdam.
Hold fast, there. Hold fast, there.
Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners...
Horace Greeley, the famous publisher. A pleasure and an honor.
How do I collect if no one won the fight?
How do you do, Mr. Cutting?
How do you fare on water? Come closer.
How does this open?
How old are you, Amsterdam?
However so far they may have strayed from our common home across the sea.
Hurry up, men, before the Black Joke get there!
Hurry, come in here!
I ain't got the stomach for no Irish stew.
I ain't interested in the Butcher's leavings.
I always tell them, You just look at all the hard work...
I asked the word.
I believe I'll have a drink.
I can read right through you. You're empty...
I can't seem to get anything right tonight.
I can't sleep.
I can't walk!
I come for my due and proper.
I could spare half a dozen of you easier than I can spare him.
I couldn't look him in the eye.
I didn't mean nothing by that shot, you know.
I didn't want him.
I die a true American.
I don't give a tuppenny fuck about your moral conundrum...
I don't know if you're being too clever or too dumb.
I don't know what you're talking about.
I don't know which one's yours.
I don't remember.
I don't see no Americans. I see trespassers.
I got 44 notches in my club.
I got two on Amsterdam.
I guess I missed the place.
I have to sleep with one eye open. I only got one eye, right?
I heard 15,000 Irish a week.
I heard the news and came as quick as I could.
I hope you don't mind us laying out tonight here, sir.
I hope you won't think me rude if I speak.
I just like it down here is all.
I killed the last honorable man 15 years ago. Since then, it's...
I know your works.
I know, but we're talking about different things.
I let her take things all the time.
I like a man who's willing to burn for his swag.
I lost my own eldest at Antietam.
I love the Irish, but higher than alderman you shall never climb.
I love to work with pigs.
I might be persuaded to back an Irish candidate for, say, alderman.
I must say that I find that strangely flattering.
I need a new friend in the Five Points, son.
I never did figure it.
I never had a son.
I never liked the harbor after dark.
I never struck a foul blow, nor turned a card.
I often wondered, if he'd lived a bit longer...
I only came two hours downriver from Hellgate.
I order you to disperse!
I propose it should be a modest, economical structure.
I said, don't run into me!
I said, I seen it, sir.
I said, who are you? What are you doing here?
I said, you're turning your back on the future.
I should have run him for mayor.
I stand shoulder to shoulder with community leaders like Bill Cutting...
I think he's making his peace with God.
I think I'm gonna trim the ears and the beak off of that head.
I think maybe we should hang someone.
I thought maybe you could do with it.
I thought you said you was hungry.
I told you I didn't want a fight!
I took him under my wing...
I took the father. Now I'll take the son.
I used to run with them...
I wanna show you something.
I want every man and woman coming off the boats given hot soup and bread.
I want you all to meet the son of Priest Vallon.
I want you to see this.
I was 12 years old.
I was in Hellgate for 16 years.
I was raised in a very similar establishment myself.
I wonder if Miss Everdeane could angle her rifle in some other direction.
I wonder, Mr. Vallon, if you understand the true value of this sort of publicity.
I would have cut them both out if I could have fought him blind.
I would.
I wouldn't want to appear forward.
I'd like that friend to be you.
I'd shoot each and every one of them before they set foot on American soil.
I'll bury it right up your fundament where it belongs.
I'll do it myself in a minute if you don't keep quiet.
I'll festoon my bedchamber with his guts.
I'll give you 10 per notch.
I'll have my medal back. Oh, Jesus!
I'll negotiate a handsome fee for every Irish vote you send Tammany's way...
I'll see to it that no one takes away what you've earned by pluck and application.
I'm 47.
I'm born in this country. You immigrated here. You will fight for this country!
I'm gonna get Andrew. Andrew, come see.
I'm gonna teach you to speak English with this fucking knife!
I'm hearing confession tonight, you mother whoring Irish ******!
I'm in no danger of damnation, Bill.
I'm in no danger of damnation, Bill.
I'm just trying to make my way is all.
I'm losing revenue while you speechify. Collect those bets!
I'm not too sure.
I'm not wanting this.
I'm offering to form an alliance with you against Bill Cutting...
I'm offering to form an alliance with you against Bill Cutting...
I'm paid to uphold the law.
I'm sorry, Johnny.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm not much of a dancer.
I'm sure we can be in no danger while we're in the constable's company.
I'm talking about civic duty, responsibilities we owe to the people.
I'm through with you.
I'm with you. I'm with the Natives.
I've been called a lot of things, mister, but I ain't never been called...
I've been told Kerry, but I lost proof of it in my language at the asylum.
I've booked passage for California.
I've come to say goodbye.
I've heard that the poor are going from door to door in the Five Points...
I've noticed you there. You may have noticed me.
I've saved 10 cents out of every dollar I've ever earned since I was 13.
If they had any, could know them in the dark.
If you believe one word the British say, you're a fool.
If you got anything to say...
If you try to leave the gang, he hacks up blood on you.
If you were gonna bite me, I don't think you'd warn me, huh?
If you'd said chiseler, now there's a word I understand. You know?
If you're interested, read this and consider joining.
In any case, Mr. Greeley...
In God, they will find their true home.
In his own way.
In honor of Priest Vallon.
In honor.
In Ireland, in the streets...
In matters of impalement.
In the blockhouse, the Chinks told me...
In the coming elections.
In the end, they put candles on the bodies so's their friends...
In the second year of the Civil War...
In these awe inspiring and entirely legal surroundings:
In this god forsaken den of vice and misery behind me.
In this great country of ours, even the hop fiends get to vote!
In this place, you have grown from a boy into a man.
In which part of that excrementitious isle were your forebears spawned?
In your next time of trouble, call on Tammany first.
In your next time of trouble, call on Tammany first.
Indeed I have. Throwing torrents of pavers and withering abuse...
Instead of fighting like a man.
Instead they made The Police Gazette, a periodical of note.
Instead they made The Police Gazette, a periodical of note.
Into the mirror.
Irish harps will do a job for a nickel what a ****** does for a dime...
Irish, Poles, Germans, all of them.
Irish, Polish, German...
Ironworkers, factory boys, street cleaners...
Is he dead?
Is it your shoulder that's keeping you up?
Is my son present here?
Is that it?
Is that understood?
Is that you, boy?
Is there anyone in the Five Points you haven't fucked?
Is this it, Priest? The pope's new army?
Is tonight wearing a waistcoat of certain distinction.
Is your mouth glued up with cunny juice? I asked you a question!
It didn't.
It don't seem to bother them none.
It hurts too much.
It may be worse yet. I saw them. I don't know what to think.
It means, if you're not strong, you'd better be smart.
It takes a lot of sand to be a turtledove.
It takes too long to lace back up. We'll be here all night.
It was four days and nights before the worst of the mob was finally put down.
It was like everything we knew was mightily swept away.
It was me played you false.
It was more a furnace where a city someday might be forged.
It was only faith divided us.
It was waiting for us when we landed.
It wasn't a city really.
It's a funny feeling being took under the wing of a dragon.
It's a gift from Mr. Cutting.
It's a touching spectacle.
It's all right.
It's fair. A touch indelicate, but fair.
It's from Bill.
It's gotta be tight.
It's life boiling up inside of you. It's good.
It's me mother's.
It's not a matter of words. I can tell by the way she smiles at me.
It's part of building a political base.
It's the Black Joke!
It's warmer than you think.
James Mooney.
Jenny was a bludget, a girl pickpocket...
Jenny, give me one more day, and I'll go with you.
Jenny, the finest bludget in all the Points.
Jesus, let's hope that never becomes the fashion.
Jesus, that'll bring the harbor cops for sure. Fuck off.
Jesus, they killed everybody.
Jesus.
Jimmy, get down!
John.
John. Johnny!
John...
Johnny takes our tribute to the Natives, and we chop up the winnings...
Johnny, I gotta kill you.
Johnny?
Johnny.
Join the Army, lads. Three square meals a day and good pay in your pocket.
Just a brief burst of anger over Mr. Lincoln's draft.
Just another bastard son of Erin I folded in the warmth of my embrace.
Just kill me.
Just kill me.
Just like you.
Just like your father.
Just try to keep calm.
Keep counting.
Ladies and gentlemen, if I may have your kind attention.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are delighted to see...
Leave that!
Leave the ****** dead!
Lend your hand to the work that yet remains...
Less art and more haste, Don.
Let go! Let go!
Let me see the color of your money, and they could be singing for you.
Let my sword devour until its thirst is quenched with blood...
Let no one even speak their name from this time on.
Let the sons of the poor stay home.
Let the sons of the rich go and die, they cried.
Let's go.
Let's see if we can resolve our grievances the democratic way.
Let's take a look.
Like my father done.
Listen! I said, don't do that...
Loggin' around Murderers' Alley, looking like Chinamen.
Look at me.
Look at that. What in Christ's name is that?
Look at your dad.
Look in my glims. I said no less than 15.
Look in my glims. I said no less than 15.
Look to me.
Look where you're going, Johnny.
Look.
Looks as though you should have shaved closer.
Make a nice pot of soup of that head.
Make it quick!
Many mothers have not even the solace...
Mate of yours? Where's he from?
May God greet me as a friend.
May God put the steel of the Holy Spirit in my spine...
May God put the steel of the Holy Spirit in your spine...
May I point out that this building is burning to ashes?
May I point out that you're outmanned, outmaneuvered...
May I point out this area is the province of my own Americus fire Brigade...
May I walk with you a little then?
May I walk with you a little then?
Maybe not, but we're deep thinkers.
Maybe they're just a couple of 'Fidlam Bens'.
Maybe when you're aiming a little straighter.
Maybe you and me will talk more.
McGloin, how would that head look without the ears and the nose on it?
McGloin.
McGloin. He's a kid too, McGloin.
Might we tonight appeal to him to favor us...
Might we...
Miss ...?
Miss Eliza, join hands with Mr. Shelby.
Mob headed for the Colored Orphans Asylum. Protect the children!
Monk.
Monk.
Monk's already won by 3,000 more votes than there are voters.
Move.
Mr. Bill Cutting is attempting to draw me into an argument...
Mr. Cutting, gentlemen, thank you for coming. It's an honor.
Mr. Greeley, the city is not mad. I prophesy a very dark night.
Mr. Greeley, you won't like this. But what is it?
Mr. Legree, lay down your whip.
Mr. Tweed.
Mr. William Cutting!
Much obliged, gents.
Mulberry Street...
Murdered by the British with all his men on the 25th of July, anno Domini 1814.
Murderers ' Alley. Brickbat Mansion. The Gates of Hell.
Mustn't let it spread. Take what you want from that one.
My approval?
My children! My children!
My face was pulp...
My father gave his life making this country what it is.
My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation.
My father was killed in battle too.
My guts was pierced and my ribs was all mashed up.
My mother was dead. I was living in a doorway.
My mother's bones share this grave.
My sympathies.
New York is calling you.
New York loved William Tweed and hated him.
New York should secede from the Union!
New York was a city full of tribes...
Next.
Nice locket. I'll give you a dollar for it.
No hand shall touch him!
No harm intended.
No need to fire that, miss. Or even aim it.
No one can look you in the eye, Bill. Not when you're playing cards.
No one speak English in New York anymore?
No one's yet found an Irish candidate for sheriff worth voting for.
No pistols.
No trouble, Bill.
No trouble, Bill.
No, Bill!
No, I don't never sleep too much.
No, I wouldn't say that.
No, I'm... I'm not with them, Bill.
No, it's...
No, no, I'm clean. Come on, let's go to the bar.
No, son. Never.
No, thanks. I'll give it to him myself.
No, thanks. I'll give it to him myself.
No!
No!
No!
No! No!
No! No! No!
No! No! No!
No.
No.
No.
No.
No. He'll walk amongst you marked with shame...
Nobody goes to work today! We'll shut the factories down!
Nobody goes to work today! We'll shut the factories down!
None of your little minions. I want you to go out there...
North and South must stand united!
Not a bunch of Miss Nancys.
Not before I get what's owed.
Not my favorite tune.
Not our future.
Not so fast, you little yellow bastard!
Not so fast, you little yellow bastard!
Not uneasy, Bill.
Notch 45, you Irish bog bastard.
Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Now everything you see belongs to me, to one degree or another.
Now get back to your celebration and let me eat in peace. I paid you fair.
Now give me back my medal.
Now go fight for your country.
Now is the time to say it.
Now it's good and broke.
Now that was bloody Shakespearean.
Now what is it that you are so fond of saying, Mr. Tweed?
Now you've tasted my mutton. How do you like it?
Now, gentlemen, over here, if you don't mind. Thank you.
Now, if you're up to something, Bene.
Now, just a moment, Mr. Tweed.
Now, let the whole damn city hear it!
Now, now, Bill, you swore this was a battle between warriors...
Now, son, who's that?
Now, you could buy your way out for $300...
Of connivance in this so called rampant criminality.
Of knowing where their sons have fallen.
Of lewdness, jack rolling...
Of which you'll receive 10%.
Oh, he's not from here, sir.
Oh, I ain't started working yet.
Oh, I'll see to their safety. Thank you, Bill. There we are.
Oh, it's fine.
Oh, my son.
Oh, no, you don't. Get back and sit down.
Oh, no.
Oh, the dirty mab!
Oh, the times we had.
Oh, yeah. Now this is just the thing for Mrs. Mulraney.
Oh, you got a murderous rage in you, and I like it.
Okay, boy, say goodbye to your father.
Okay, boys, get the hose out!
Okay, boys, to work.
On my challenge...
On the seventh day, the Lord rested, but before that he did...
On your order, Vallon.
One day you'll understand.
One or two.
One spark, and the sky is on fire.
Only I don't want no part in it.
