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The Departed (2006)

The Departed (2006)

The Departed is a highly acclaimed movie directed by Martin Scorsese, released in 2006. Set in Boston, the film follows the gripping tale of two men navigating through the dangerous worlds of law enforcement and organized crime. Starring an all-star cast, The Departed features incredible performances from Leonardo DiCaprio, Matt Damon, Jack Nicholson, Mark Wahlberg, and Vera Farmiga, among others.

With its suspenseful storytelling, intense action sequences, and remarkable performances, The Departed has been hailed as one of Scorsese's masterpieces. The film received widespread critical acclaim and went on to win four Academy Awards, including Best Picture and Best Director.

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A confessional seal, these days...
A decision. And, you know, you have to stick by what you choose.
A guy comes in here against every instinct of privacy, of self reliance that he has...
A lot of them just wanna slam a ****** through a window...
A man could look at anything...
A man makes his own way.
A mass murderer.
A state police detective.
Ah, fuck with the fucking phone! Stop it!
Ah!
Ain't gonna hurt you.
All cell phone signals are under surveillance...
All right, all right, all right.
All right, all right. Frank, Frank, Frank. All right. I'm sorry.
All right, all right. Listen to me.
All right, fucking Big Daddy Frank. Fucking perfect.
All right, have a nice day.
All right, here we go.
All right, I will.
All right, it's a blue sedan and then a white van.
All right, look. We got a guy...
All right, lookit, I know you're a worker. Maybe I can do something for you.
All right, run the last number he called. That's his house.
All right, see you then.
All right, thanks, Pop. Bye.
All right, we'll see you there.
All right, you guys find out what we're doing and get on it.
All right?
All right.
All right.
All right. That'll be the best thing for everybody.
All that murdering and fucking, and no sons.
All the pedigree information so I can run it on my end and ID the prick.
Allegedly.
Am I an asshole? Are my kids a mess?
Amen.
Amen.
An officer is down. I repeat, an officer is down. A trooper's been shot!
And a handgun to blow my fucking head off?
And abra fucking cadabra, we got a warrant.
And all I can answer myself is:
And are you a married state police detective?
And by organized crime in this city, you know who we mean.
And Costello is selling them military technology.
And cry, your cops?
And discovered that they had expired.
And he could do it...
And he'll say so.
And I cannot allow you to jeopardize an ongoing investigation...
And I know what you're not.
And I think about this.
And I think if I was Sigmund fucking Freud I wouldn't get an answer.
And I think, Could I do murder?
And I'll forget your grandmother was so nice to me.
And if I can slander my own environment...
And it brings up questions.
And leave it at that, okay?
And let perpetual light shine upon her.
And make something out of it.
And one priest, since you seem to know everything.
And saw you here sitting with me...
And something maybe happened to them.
And strike him in the head.
And the new guy, Billy Costigan.
And the other guy...
And the other lady says:
And then he got himself knifed at Boston City Hospital.
And then they get to come to talk to you about their feelings and whatnot.
And there's a special card to play? Jimmy Bags, whose jaw you broke...
And there's guys that don't. FRANK: And a pail.
And there's guys you can't.
And this can 'cause me a lot of problems.
And we will do it.
And what did your father call you, Charlie?
And what do you do?
And what if that was a legitimate threat? Think about it, fucking hotshot.
And why are we graced with your presence?
And you're gonna close my file?
And you're just another soldier for Costello...
And you're not in jail.
Another city, huh?
Another city.
Another county heard from.
Answer this for me, will you?
Anybody says anything about anything like that...
Anybody? Any questions? No? This is who we're after.
Are you calling us cunts?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Are you gonna stop doing coke deals with your jerkoff fucking cousin?
Are you kidding me?
Are you soft, Fitz?
Are you sure it's me?
Are you sure it's not the FBI?
Are you trying to say that he was nothing?
Aren't they always trying to make it a federal case and it never gets made?
Arnold, you're one in a million.
As for our problem with Providence...
As for running drugs, what the fuck are you doing?
As for who did this or why...
As I remember, she ain't that sentimental.
As if you were anybody else. Okay?
As it hits a target and the destruction that it causes.
As the governor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, I am confident...
At that time I immediately checked the vitals...
At the border carrying some light sockets or something.
At which time he drew down on me, and I was able to squeeze off one shot...
Bad haircut, no dress sense and a slight, you know, air of scumbag entitlement.
Baggage handler at the airport, right?
BARRIGAN: Did you think you were the only one he had on the inside?
BARRIGAN: What are you looking at?
BARTENDER: All right. Good night.
BARTENDER: All right. Good night.
BARTENDER: I'm out of here. You'll set the alarm...
Because according to my standards, you fit the model of drug seeking behavior.
Because he wants to come back there and squash your head.
Because I believe in public service.
Because this is kind of a... Sort of a big place and...
Beeper number.
Beeper number.
Before you got kicked out for whaling on a gym teacher with a chair.
Billy, he said to stay here.
BILLY: Fucking...! FRENCH: Get off!
BILLY: He's dead.
BILLY: Hey. It's me.
BILLY: How I feel.
BILLY: Shit! You got to get out of here!
BILLY: We have to do it by phone. I won't do it...
BILLY: Why shouldn't I get on a fucking plane, huh?
BILLY: You're tired and you don't give a shit.
Both of you, get in the car.
Bringing tissue, bone, blood, brain matter, and that's called a blowback.
BROWN: Uniform got him for suspended license.
BROWN: What? COLIN: Turn the fucking camera off.
Building's empty. No tenants here.
But another city. I was thinking that.
But fuck it, you know?
But I don't wanna be you, Frank.
But I guess you like to go at your own pace.
But I like it.
But I'm working on that.
But it's almost a guy you can't hit.
But listen to me, son. Don't disappoint me on this...
But not the robbery. That's not wrong.
But now that you're here...
But now, I don't know. It's a funny thing.
But on Thursday, he gets found in a Dumpster.
But Queenan. Now I got no access.
But right now I need you to drop the weapon!
But there's a bonus involved.
But you showed up at the right one...
But you will not be a Massachusetts state trooper.
But you, you definitely need to have fucking one.
But, Colin, I hope I won't have to remind you...
By enhanced cooperation with the FBI...
Bye bye.
CADETS: Sir, yes, sir!
Caller ID on Queenan's phone.
Calm down, or you'll shoot in your pants.
Calm down. Most people do it every day. What's the big deal?
Camera's off. It's off. Call your mother.
Can I ask a question, sarge? Why the fuck are we following Captain Queenan?
Can I meet you for lunch?
Can I talk to you for a second, please?
Can you still?
Change anything. Right? Change everything.
Check your computer. Go on. You'll have to excuse my behavior.
Choir practice.
Choir practice...
Cigarette.
Citizens. Look.
Closed casket?
Cocksuckers.
Colin, I know you'll take care of business.
COLIN: Afternoon, Mr. Fitzgibbons.
COLIN: All right, everything checks out, so let's get you paid.
COLIN: And he beeped him? Twice.
COLIN: Cocksucker! I don't have to fucking explain anything to anybody!
COLIN: Fucking prick.
COLIN: Give me that.
COLIN: Good to see you, trooper.
COLIN: Have a good one.
COLIN: I attempted to subdue Trooper Barrigan...
COLIN: I got him!
COLIN: I want you to know, you don't got to stay.
COLIN: I'll catch up with you guys.
COLIN: If I wasn't with the Massachusetts State Police...
COLIN: Move it, get the fuck down right now. Get down, right now.
COLIN: My word against yours.
COLIN: Shoot this fucking prick! You know who I am.
COLIN: That's it for me. Yeah, see you.
COLIN: What do you got for me?
COLONEL: Congratulations to all our new troopers.
Come on in.
Come on, get in the car.
Come on, I'm coming! It's the worst timing.
Come on!
Come on.
Come on. Get inside.
Come with me.
Coming to work dressed like you're gonna invade Poland?
Concerned.
Contra fucking band. Take your shoes off.
COP 1: Come on, let's go. Settle down. Let's go. It's all over.
COP 1: Detail. Half left. Face.
COP 1: Hey, good job, sarge.
COP 1: Sarge, we gotta get him out of here. Those guys aren't fucking around.
COP 2: 32X to CP. We're being fired upon!
COP: Right. Slow. March.
Cop.
Costello can't do much business without coordinating with his source...
Costello recorded everything.
Costello was gonna sell us to the FBI.
Costello was my informant. I was a rat? Fuck you! Prove it.
Costello's giving people up to the FBI.
Course I wanna see you again.
Cranberry juice.
Cui gives a shit? It's got a frigging bow on it.
Cut him here.
DARLENE: Hey, how you doing?
Death is hard. Life is much easier.
Delahunt, muscle.
DELAHUNT: Billy. Billy.
DELAHUNT: Fitzy! Get in the van!
DELAHUNT: Fucking kill you! FITZY: Where's your fucking boy?
DELAHUNT: Get in the fucking van! Let's go! Move!
DELAHUNT: I'm a cash business myself. What's he doing, setting up IRAs?
Detail. Half right. Face.
Did something happen to you?
Did you ever think about going back to school?
Did you put a camera in the back?
DIGNAM: Fucking bitch! Let him go!
DIGNAM: Okay, my people are out there.
DIGNAM: Queenan had a funeral to go to. This is my shift. Calm down.
DIGNAM: What did you say? Sir, what do you want from me?
DIGNAM: Why don't we meet? Let me buy you an ice cream.
DIGNAM: Why? That's Internal Investigations' business.
Disinform. Let it slip to SIU that you have a sealed wiretap warrant...
Do it again.
Do they know about me?
Do they know who I am?
Do we have direct access to Queenan's undercovers?
Do you know John Lennon?
Do you know me?
Do you know what we do here? My section?
Do you know who I am?
Do you lie?
Do you like bologna and cheese? Give him some cold cuts.
Do you like Little Miss Thing sucking on your cock?
Do you love him?
Do you need some money for the funeral?
Do you trust him?
Do you wanna be a cop, or do you wanna appear to be a cop?
Do you want me to stop them?
Does it get messy with all those feelings flying around?
Does not shake.
Don't be surprised if they don't buy you a beer or invite you into their homes.
Don't judge him from this meeting alone.
Don't laugh!
Don't let me go back empty handed. Don't do this. I wanna help you.
Don't move till you're numb.
Don't you people ever shut the fuck up?
Don't you?
Drop your weapon and step away from Sergeant Sullivan.
Each and every one of you will serve with distinction, honor and integrity.
Eat something, for chrissake.
Eat something.
Eating issues, which is a joke. Not a very funny one.
EDWARD: You always have to question everything, don't you?
Eight hundred and seven phones are live in this area.
Eight hundred and seven phones are live in this area.
ELLERBY: All right. COP 1: Hey, hey!
ELLERBY: Cars are moving, but did you see anybody come out?
ELLERBY: Search randomly for calls made from the area.
ELLERBY: Then narrow the area.
ELLERBY: This unit is new, and you are the newest members of it.
Enjoy your clams, cocksuckers.
Ever.
Everybody knows you've been assigned here to find Costello's rat.
Everybody who works for me.
Ex wife.
Except for a cop on TV.
Excuse me for one second.
Fair enough.
Fair enough.
Family's all criminals except for the old man, huh?
FBI? What the fuck you talking about, FBI?
Feed them shit and keep them in the dark.
Feed them shit and keep them in the dark.
Firemen getting pussy for the first time in the history of fire or pussy.
FITZY: Huh?
FITZY: Okay. You get it now, do you?
FITZY: Yeah.
Fitzy's got the chicken. Check your weapons.
Five years from now you could be anything else in the world.
Follow Costello. You'll find his rat.
For chrissake, be smart.
For Costello's apartment. Don't tell anyone in our division, but tell SIU.
For instance...
For me to get cunt that I never understood jerking off in a theater.
For me.
For me.
For you.
Forget it.
Forget what I said. I'm fucking high.
Forgive whatever sins he committed...
Frank got shot.
Frank wants me to check the back. You go ahead.
Frank, how do you know you don't have a tail, huh?
Frank, how many of these guys...
Frank, look at me. Look at me.
Frank, you gotta trust me. I can get the rat.
FRANK: Back the fuck up!
FRANK: Carmen's developing into a fine young lady.
FRANK: Come on, what are you waiting for?
FRANK: Get in the car. I wanna show you something.
FRANK: Go ahead, Fitz.
FRANK: Government man. Scared.
FRANK: How the fuck did this happen?
FRANK: I don't wanna be a product of my environment.
FRANK: The Church wants you in your place.
FRANK: The Knights of Columbus were real head breakers.
FRANK: We got a cop in my crew. COLIN: Yeah, I know.
FRANK: When you decide to be something, you can be it.
FRANK: Yeah, all right. I'll see you at Christmas.
FRANK: Yeah, all right. I'll see you at Christmas.
Frank.
Frank. Frank.
Frankie!
French, the number one. But of course, the rock star, you know who.
FRENCH: Boss wants your real name...
FRENCH: Everybody out. Move.
FRENCH: Francis, you really should see somebody.
FRENCH: Francis.
FRENCH: It was nice the way you asked the guy...
FRENCH: Shoes.
FRENCH: Sorry, I didn't hear you. I got that.
FRENCH: Stand. He didn't complain.
FRENCH: They fucking shot me.
FRENCH: Well, these days...
FRENCH: Yeah, come on.
FRENCH: You got that? Yeah, I got that.
French.
From a couple hundred Miles away.
From now on, call the bar, ask for Mikey. Just Mikey.
From the Mass Processor Company out on Route 128.
Fuck it.
Fuck yourself.
Fuck!
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fucking family's dug into the Southie projects like ticks.
Fucking guineas.
Fucking piece of shit!
Fucking rat prick!
Fucking shit. Looks like Queenan's meeting with all of them.
Fucking unreal, that... Well, makes a lot of sense.
Get down!
Get him a cranberry juice.
Get it. Answer it. Answer it.
Get me information on the people with you last night. Your crew.
Get me social security numbers, get me...
Get off at the next stop, all right? South Station. You wait there 10 minutes.
Get out of here. Get out of here!
Get rid of the fucking tail!
Get rid of the tail, get Special Ops on standby.
Get the cops to look at Jimmy Pappas for the hit. He had nothing to do with it...
Get the old bombardier a drink on the house.
Get up.
Get you? Give you? Who the fuck do you work for?
Get your hand taken care of.
Girlfriend...
Give it to me. He doesn't know what the fucking lawyer looks like.
Give me two minutes. I'll have you out of here in no time.
Give me your phone. Turn that off.
Give them up to the Almighty.
Given your nature.
Go around the back. I'll open the door. Go on.
Go, go!
God says, as far as you're...
Going through their bank statements, their phone calls and medical records.
Good day, Fathers.
Good.
Good.
Good.
Good. He's a lox.
Good. Thank you.
Good. Today, girls...
GOON 1: All right. I got him.
GOON 1: Watch your fucking back. FRANK: Move out! Go on!
Got the job with a forged UMass transcript. UMass, Boston...
GOVERNOR: The Massachusetts State Police has a long tradition of excellence.
Great. Great. She's a doctor.
Grow up.
Guaran fucking teed.
Guineas from the North End, down Providence...
Guys gotta use their service revolver in the course of duty...
Gwen, we lost Frank.
Gwen?
Hang tight for me, kid.
Happens to work undercover for the Boston Police Department.
Have been with you long enough to be disgruntled?
Have I done my job up to your goddamn standards?
Have I seen you professionally?
Have you heard anything like that?
Have you seen anything?
He also would kill my entire fucking family if he saw me here with you.
He did something else wrong?
He got popped by Nicastro in '95. We found his body out by the airport.
He had blood on his hands. He's lost his fucking mind.
He has fucking information in a locked file, as did Captain Queenan.
He just went into a building down the waterfront. 344 Wash.
He kept his own counsel. He never wanted money.
He knows he's being followed. So let the UC take him in.
He paged his lawyer but the lawyer hasn't called back yet.
He reached into his coat.
He set up the whole fucking job and popped Kennefick.
He talks like his shit don't stink, but he's good people.
He was a carpet layer for Jordan Marsh.
He was a young guy, you know? It's terrible. It's a shame.
He was working for me. He was my informant.
He was younger than me, but he was behind me in school.
He's a protected fucking informant.
He's been waiting here a long time for you.
He's fucking smart. You know this.
He's getting spooky, captain.
He's got dope coming in. I don't know where. He...
He's got on the inside tipped him. Come on. Come on.
He's gotta have a container or a truck or something there. Go.
He's here to give us his report. Sergeant Dignam.
He's moving something with all new guys. A whole new crew.
He's not including his regular guys. But I'll tell you something.
He's right. We deal in deception here.
Heavy lies the crown sort of thing.
Here it is, Your Highness, as ordered.
Here, Bill, this is for you.
Hey, fuckhead, that's Jackie's nephew.
Hey, get the van. We're moving. Heavy work.
Hey, go save a kitten in a tree, you fucking homos.
Hey, he can't help you.
Hey, how you doing? What kind of dog is that?
Hey, I can explain that!
Hey, I don't mind going it alone.
Hey, it fucking involves lying and I'm pretty fucking good at that. Right?
Hey, it fucking involves lying and I'm pretty fucking good at that. Right?
Hey, this will get Captain Ellerby on the 6:00 news.
Hey, you wanna see some dead guys?
Hey.
Hey. Nothing, nothing, nothing. It went dead. I don't know, I get...
Hey. Where are you?
Hi, captain.
Hi, Dad.
Hi, Dad. I had no idea about the tail until I saw it.
Hi, Darlene, hi.
Hi, Darlene.
Hi, pup.
His lawyer came to me.
His old man runs the Hibernian Liquor Mart. Kennefick's.
His real name Mr. French?
His Uncle Jackie was.
His undercover work is extensive.
Hm?
Honesty is not synonymous with truth.
How about I fucking kill you, huh? How about I fucking kill you!
How about we erase your file...
How about we just erase your file, huh?
How did you know he was a cop?
How fucked up are you?
How I feel.
How is your wedding coming along?
How long you been with this guy?
How the fuck do you know that?
How, Mr. Fucking Genius Who Didn't Even Graduate From the Academy?
How'd you get him without the files?
How's that working for you?
However fucking painful it might be to your delicate fucking sensibilities.
However, he's a subject of an open investigation...
I am as God made me. Was that your rationale?
I am killing you.
I am not a fucking cop!
I base most of what I do on the idea that you're pretty good at what you do.
I beeped you.
I believe it's been in the papers.
I brought your mother some pictures of my father.
I called you. You specifically. Look:
I can fucking investigate anybody I want to!
I can get the rat. You just gotta let me do it my way, Frank.
I can... We're gonna handle it. I can handle it.
I can't wait to see you explain this to a Suffolk County jury...
I can't wait to wipe that fucking smirk off of your face.
I could give a fuck if the charges don't stick.
I didn't take this job to fuck up or let anyone else fuck up.
I don't even know what it is.
I don't get it.
I don't have a bank account.
I don't have any family.
I don't know if this is how you spell citizens.
I don't know what they are, you don't know. Who gives a fuck? Cash.
I don't know what they do in that particular department, anyway.
I don't know what we're doing here, boys.
I don't know where they're going, but they do. And so do you.
I don't trust half the troopers out there anymore.
I don't wanna be you.
I forgot the password but if you come with me I'll give it to you.
I fucking know you. I know your family.
I gave you the wrong address...
I got a question.
I got an informer in my outfit.
I got boxes of tapes! Evidence! Other documents proving it!
I got Costello here!
I got four armed men right out front. You want us to pursue?
I got it. Okay?
I got kicked out, like, four months ago.
I got promoted. All right.
I got reason to believe that Queenan got killed by his fucking undercover.
I got this rat...
I got, like...
I gotta find myself.
I gotta find the guy you got in the department.
I gotta go to work.
I gotta pay Costello or wait for him to trade me to the FBI? That's what he does.
I handpicked this group. You're my A team. Now, our prim...
I have a co signer.
I have an appointment on this floor.
I have an immaculate record.
I have evidence cold linking this prick to Costello, all right?
I have one customer sitting here. What I'm gonna do?
I have to follow every lead, however unlikely...
I have to say your vulnerability is really freaking me out right now.
I haven't needed the money...
I haven't slept for fucking weeks.
I heard the story. You arrested some Chinese government guys...
I hope this don't shake Rita up.
I hope you're not turning into one of them sob sisters wants to get caught.
I just can't know.
I just said he had a fucking problem.
I just wanna go on record.
I just want my money and I wanna go home.
I just, I can't get into your file unless I have your password.
I just, you know, because it was a French restaurant I was surprised.
I knew Myles.
I knew your father.
I know about you, Collie.
I know that it's a serious relationship.
I know there are ups and downs. Right?
I know this location is not the best, but we had very little time to set up.
I know what you are. I know what you are...
I know, but, Frank, lookit. For me, you gotta lay low.
I know.
I know.
I know.
I know. I'm not... I'm not here for that, okay?
I like that.
I look around at your other guys...
I look at you and I think:
I made a mistake.
I mean, fuck yourself.
I mean, he murdered somebody, right?
I mean, Jesus Christ, please tell me that those Chinamen's cars aren't empty!
I mean, nothing? Like, I mean, anything that could help us.
I mean, opening up? Good luck to you.
I mean, they're all murderers, right? Right?
I mean, you move in, you're upper class by about Tuesday.
I need access to those files.
I normally don't see cadets who've been kicked out of the academy.
I own the place.
I probably could be you. Yeah.
I put my money on nobody finds nothing.
I quit.
I repeat, not take action, until a man that Captain Queenan has inside...
I said something fucking true. I want some fucking pills...
I saw a dead guy. I think I'm having posttraumatic stress.
I see that you have a record of assault.
I smell a rat.
I spent all fucking night doing it, man.
I spent all fucking night dragging the poor bastard in there.
I still don't believe he was a cop. I don't believe it.
I tell you, Mr. Costello...
I think so.
I think the best thing would be for you to come in.
I think we got him. I think Queenan's meeting with him right now.
I think you are a cop, my son.
I think you need a different attorney, Mr. Fitzgibbons. Have a great day.
I thought I was supposed to go into shock.
I told Internal Investigations to follow Captain Queenan.
I tried to call you a few times.
I wanna get these people who did this to him.
I wanna tell you, at least two of these gents have machine guns.
I want constant surveillance on Captain Queenan, starting right now.
I want my environment to be a product of me.
I want you to know I'll be recommending you for the Medal of Merit.
I was at a funeral myself, man.
I was dreaming I was dead.
I was going for my fucking cigarettes!
I would lie. Yeah, I would lie.
I'd be through it in a year.
I'd like to squeeze some fucking money out of it.
I'll always have a job. I'll just arrest innocent people.
I'll get you the records and whatnot.
I'll stab someone in the heart with an ice pick if it gets me dinner with you.
I'll swear to the judge I surveilled him there...
I'll talk to you later. Okay.
I'm a sergeant in the Massachusetts State Police. Who the fuck are you?
I'm afraid so.
I'm afraid we all have to get used to it.
I'm an artist.
I'm concerned about a Chinaman who thinks it's wise...
I'm embarrassed.
I'm fucking Irish. I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life.
I'm getting the feeling...
I'm going nuts. I can't be someone else every day.
I'm gonna find him, I'm gonna arrest him.
I'm gonna get you.
I'm gonna have my associate search you.
I'm gonna rip your fucking arm off and shove it up your fucking ass!
I'm gonna smoke. You don't smoke? One of those fitness freaks? Fuck yourself.
I'm gonna smoke. You don't smoke? One of those fitness freaks? Fuck yourself.
I'm high. I'm high. I must be high. I'd never say what you thought I said.
I'm not a cop, all right?
I'm not so sure.
I'm not staying, all right? You can tell him I said that.
I'm not the cops. I'm not asking you.
I'm not the fucking rat.
I'm not the fucking rat. Okay?
I'm not.
I'm really sorry for your trouble. I swear to God I am.
I'm recommending William Costigan for the Medal of Merit.
I'm reliable.
I'm set without your own personal job application, sergeant.
I'm sorry to even show up here like this, you know?
I'm sorry, but it was necessary.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Sorry for your troubles.
I'm still fucking arresting you.
I'm sure by now you know...
I'm taking him downstairs now.
I'm taking over Queenan's unit.
I'm telling you, something's wrong.
I'm the best friend you have and I'm gonna help you understand something.
I'm the guy who does his job. You must be the other guy.
I'm transferring you to another counselor.
I'm waiting for you to make your move.
I've still got three weeks left on the lease.
If anybody's watching us now, how are we not supposed to arrest you?
If he was killed, he probably did something wrong.
If he's not paying attention to us, he's a cop.
If I did it full time, law school...
If I got one thing against the black chappies, it's this:
If I was, I'd ask you why you're a statie making 30 grand a year.
If I wasn't a trooper.
If these Chinks wanna nuke Taiwan any time in this century...
If they don't do their jobs, you don't have one.
If they knew shit, they wouldn't be Puerto Ricans.
If they've had trouble at home, if they've had to use their weapons...
If this is such a fucking bad idea why'd you show up?
If we had Homeland Security money like some douche bags I could mention...
If we're not gonna make it...
If you can get me that information...
If you could, please. What I need are SS numbers, DOBs...
If you could've, you would've.
If you don't find that cheese eating rat bastard in your department...
If you don't find this cheese eating rat bastard in your department...
If you don't relax, I can't relax. All right? Now, what I need you to do...
If you go for that sort of thing, I don't know what to do for you.
If you lied, you would have an easier time getting what you wanted.
If you still wanna tell me, you tell me in two weeks, okay?
If you'd taken care of this I wouldn't be here.
If you'll indulge me...
If you'll indulge me...
If you're not being run by us, you're being run by someone else.
If your father were alive...
Imagine that, you rat fuck.
In fact, he'd kill seven guys just to cut my throat.
In the department. Let's go to work.
In the future, I tell you to do a thing, you fucking do it. You got that?
In the sight of this world, he is now dead.
In the Southie projects with your daddy, the fucking donkey...
In the trunk or the glove compartment?
In your line of work, if I gave you...
In your office all day long?
Including the criminals?
INSTRUCTOR 1: Terminal ballistics is the study of a projectile...
INSTRUCTOR 2: Pencils.
INSTRUCTOR 3: Is that understood? CADETS: Sir, yes, sir!
INSTRUCTOR 3: This is not the regular police...
INSTRUCTOR 3: What's the difference?
INSTRUCTOR 3: Your training will illustrate the difference.
INSTRUCTOR: Tearing their internal organs...
Into Mr. Costello's area.
Into one of the finest law enforcement agencies in our nation.
Is a penis.
Is come back with some guys and kill you.
Is he a headcase like me? I'm just curious.
Is it enough to commit suicide?
Is it helpful?
Is it real?
Is it to do some good, to get somewhere personally...
Is my wife a money grubbing whore? I mean, those are questions, right?
Is on a leave of absence. He's very upset.
Is that of Timothy Delahunt, an undercover policeman for...
Is there a reason you would have a tail?
Is there something that you just wanna go ahead and ask me?
Is this something I can't do personally?
Is why the fuck were your guys following him?
It ain't Bill.
It ain't the FBI.
It depends.
It don't add inches to your dick.
It fucking hurts!
It isn't any of your business, is it, now?
It makes me sad, this regression.
It put hate in your heart.
It's a boy.
It's a fucking result.
It's a natural diuretic.
It's a pretty serious relationship, yeah.
It's a small surveillance subunit, but it's mine.
It's actually quite common.
It's an honest question.
It's been a year. I've had enough!
It's fucked up with graffiti. And the van is the audio surveillance.
It's gotta be you that gets out, because I'm not capable.
It's my card. And a prescription for 20 lorazepam.
It's my name.
It's the highest honor we got.
It's the warehouse he owns over on Sheffield.
It's very serious.
It's you and me now, you understand?
It's your name.
Jackie met his demise.
Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ.
Jesus Christ.
Jimmy had a heart attack in jail...
Jimmy had a rough month.
Jimmy Pappas.
Just keep following him, all right? Listen, I need to see you today.
Just keep it. Buy yourself some makeup.
Just kidding. How's your mother?
Just let me do it. Let me do what I do.
Just listen to what I'm saying to you.
Just, you know, not in the living room.
KATHY: Look at the smile. BILLY: My mother had them. My...
Kneel, stand, kneel, stand.
L... There's just no one else I could give it to.
Ladies see the ring, they know you must have some cash and your cock works.
Last I heard he was married to a 12 year old boy on a beach in Thailand.
Last known photograph.
Laying low is not what I do.
LAZIO: What you see there for service is what you're gonna get.

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