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Mystic River (2003)

Mystic River (2003)

Mystic River is a captivating crime drama film released in 2003. Directed by Clint Eastwood, the movie stars an exceptional cast; Sean Penn, Tim Robbins, and Kevin Bacon deliver powerful performances in this gritty tale. Set in Boston, Mystic River delves into the lives of three childhood friends whose paths cross again after a tragedy strikes. With intense suspense and emotional depth, this critically acclaimed movie explores themes of justice, betrayal, and redemption. Immerse yourself in the enthralling soundscape of Mystic River by playing and downloading its captivating soundtrack here.

A body? The body of a guy?
A dream of youth.
A dream, sure.
A friend of mine says the other day, he says:
A guy watching the girls?
A guy with hate in his eyes? A woman hater?
A key? So, what you're saying is that it was an inside job?
A pack of punks, huh?
A prime suspect in a robbery 18 years ago, during which the weapon was used.
About 8... Saturday night, about 8:00.
About Katie being dead.
About like 8, Brendan, or at 8?
About midnight, I'd say to Annabeth, I'm gonna sit on the porch for a while.
About what?
Absolutely. I told you three times already.
Admit what you did, and I will give you your life.
Admit what you did, Dave.
Admit what you did.
Admit what you did. Admit it.
After I left last night, I decided to talk to Boyle myself, put some fear into him.
Ain't that Jimmy Markum's girl?
All people who, I'm certain, are dying to cooperate.
All right, but if the Surgeon General calls, you're my alibi.
All right, I'm on my way.
All right, there will be a trooper downstairs to take you home.
All right.
All right. Go easy.
All the way back.
All we know now is there are signs of foul play...
An animal of the dusk.
And a king knows what to do and does it.
And after, Jimmy...
And all of this is just a dream, you know?
And don't let me catch you shits ruining my sidewalks again.
And he's got some guys with him.
And I just knew.
And I say Dave Boyle. The hand story. The wife, she's definitely scared.
And I'll take care of your clothes.
And if I guessed how much he had, even if I was close, he'd give it to me.
And if you think of anything...
And it ain't about me missing your brains running things.
And it's really starting to piss me off, Dave, because I can't cry for her.
And no one came to help old Dave then.
And one James Markum.
And poor Annabeth and Jimmy, you know...
And says absolutely nothing. Weirdest thing I ever heard of.
And she never would have been murdered. You know?
And that is never wrong.
And that their daddy would do whatever he had to for those he loved.
And that's all that matters.
And the boy will go back to his forest.
And the hits just keep on coming.
And the notice?
And their daddy will do whatever he has to for those he loves.
And then around 8, she left.
And those girls fell asleep at peace.
And you guys didn't notice till then?
And you...
And, man, Celeste...
Annabeth got a craving for cigarettes.
Annabeth said you were here.
Anyhow, it doesn't matter, does it?
Anyone on this street keep their keys in their car?
Anything about Just Ray's known associates?
Anything odd? A confrontation with a customer, anything?
Anything there, his lawyers say was put by thieves.
Anything unusual, out of the way about her?
Are you all right, Dave? Dave?
Are you gonna send Celeste Boyle 500 a month too?
Are you sweet on my man's daughter, Bren?
As a lot of Latin women are, and she knew it.
Asking for you. Says he knows you. Not taking no for an answer.
At 3 in the morning...
At least that's what they called themselves, but...
At the last minute, she changed her mind.
B negative.
Back to his fireflies.
Ballistics are in on the Markum murder.
Ballistics will be back in a while. Meantime, we got a list of bar patrons.
Ballistics will be back in a while. Meantime, we got a list of bar patrons.
Beautiful day, huh?
Because everyone is weak, Jimmy.
Because it's all anybody will remember about her.
Because that fucking bonehead's still got his Ronald Reagan mask on!
Because we're looking, Jimmy, okay? Right now all she is is missing, okay?
Before the end of the season last year...
Bled like hell.
Blood in the trunk of the car wasn't B negative.
Blood on the driver's door, speaker, more blood on top of the steering wheel...
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Boo Bear Durkin saw frogmen going into the Pen. Why you all decked out?
Boston P.D. Found the body of a guy in the woods behind McGill's.
Boston Police Anti Gang Unit stepped in for info on another case. He rolled.
Boyle fits the profile, a fucking T. Mid 30s, white, marginally employed...
Brendan Harris aced his polygraph.
Brendan Harris confirmed it.
Brendan Harris, yeah.
Brendan, man, he fucking punched me.
But Harris walked.
But he told Katie he never wanted her to see me or any other Harris.
But I didn't get in that car, Dave.
But I don't know how.
But I killed the wrong man.
But look at your hand. We gotta go to the hospital.
But she hit him with her door, ran...
But you look at Brendan like you're two steps away...
But your mother never filed a missing person's report. Why not?
But, uh...
By the way, Mr. Boyle, what happened to your hand there?
Bye, baby.
Can I ask you something, Jimmy?
Can I go now?
Can I help you, Brendan?
Can you confirm that, Mrs. Harris?
Catch a nice, long sleep.
Cause of death: The gunshot wound to the back of the head...
Celeste called, looking for you.
Charges are dropped, and he's fired.
Christ, Lauren, at least tell me her name.
Come here.
Come here.
Come on in, I'll get Jimmy.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, Dad, come help me hunt for balls.
Come on, get up.
Come on, girls. Who was she going with?
Come on, Mr. Boyle!
Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come here.
Come on. Oh, yeah, baby.
Comes out with a chemical dependency problem.
Comic books? You go, Ray.
Convinced Dave to get in the car, kept him for four days before he escaped.
Cops are all over this. Doing their job for once. Bars, street trade, everything.
Could be.
Could we please have three beers?
CSS reports, ballistics, fingerprint analysis, the 911 tape. Bunch of stuff.
Dad, I struck out.
Daddy, Daddy! Hey, darling. Good day, huh?
Daughter probably had the same bad gene. You count yourself lucky, Bren.
Dave had to pretend to be somebody else.
Dave was at McGill's. Probably questioning him like everybody else.
Dave, run!
Dave, use the back door. Huey don't like cleaning it off the toilet rims.
Dave? Dave.
Dave. Call me Dave.
Dave's dead.
Did Annabeth get to sleep?
Did you ever think about how one little choice could change a whole life?
Did you know there were child prostitutes in Rome Basin?
Did you say something, Mr. Markum?
Did you see her?
Did you see that girl? Did you see that...?
Did you talk to her?
Didn't tell me about it till after the cops questioned him.
Dispatch, this is Unit 33.
Do I look senile to you?
Do not make her laugh.
Do something shitty, then he'd try to make up for it.
Do you have some kind of, what, break in the case?
Do you know something?
Do you know who she talked to? No.
Do you mind if we have the phone company subpoenaed for records?
Do you think Dave killed my Katie?
Do you want me to leave you alone?
Does odd jobs after that, including clerking at Looney Liquors.
Doesn't happen once most times.
Don't stay out too late. You got your sister's First Communion tomorrow.
Don't worry about it.
Don't worry, I'll track her down.
Door was ajar when we found it, headlights on.
Downstairs, in the basement.
Eighteen years old, the two of us. She was carrying Katie.
Eighty grand. I mean...
Eleven months apart, like their mother ran a loose cannon factory.
Even when it's hard.
Even your friend Sean asked about...
Every hooker we talked to, bartender, already been questioned.
Everybody called this guy Just Ray, but Val here called him Ray Jingles.
Everyone but us.
Excuse me?
Father couldn't shut up, but his son's a mute. Oh, yeah, life's fucking fair.
First child, Brendan Seamus, born 1983.
Five hundred bucks every month. Like clockwork.
For a couple of seconds on Saturday, she looked at me that way.
Fresh brewed.
From the front of his house. No! It was abandoned in Rome Basin...
Fuck it. Kick him loose.
Fuck, I hated school.
Fuck, man.
Fucking knuckleheads.
Fucking smiley mask!
Fucking smiley mask!
Garbage disposal. Bullshit.
Get his arms. Hold him. Come on.
Get in.
Get off me! Sean, is that my daughter in there?!
Get out of here.
Get over here.
Get property values where they belong.
Get the fuck inside.
Go ahead, sit down. Sit down.