What Doesn't Kill You

This film contains some violent scenes

and very strong language

Hey, folks. It's that time again, right?

Yeah.

Good size?

Come on, guys. Hurry up.

You good?

-What's going on?

-We're all set.

-You ready?

-Yeah, ready. You ready?

-Let's do this.

-All right. Let's do it. Fuck this.

Get down! Get down!

-Get down! Don't make me fucking do it.

-Oh, my God!

-Get down! Get down! Don't move.

-Get your hands up.

There you go.

Nice and easy. Nobody gets hurt.

-We don't need any heroes.

-WOMAN WHIMPERS

Ready?

-Police! Freeze!

-Let's go!

-Shit.

Freeze!

Drop your weapon! Now! I said now!

Let's go! Get in the car!

What are you doing?

-Oh, my God!

-Get in. Let's go!

SCREAMING

One thing that always stuck with me on the streets,

never do armoured trucks.

SIREN WAILS

SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE

-Thanks.

-Yeah, no problem.

Over there.

Hey! Son of a bitch!

Hey! You little bastards, get back here!

No menthols.

Why don't you guys have a couple of Cokes?

Go sit over there. I got some stuff to do.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Where'd you get the cigarettes?

Fell off a truck.

Twice in one week?

How'd you like to do an errand for me?

-Sure.

-Depends.

-Did you go get on to Williams yet?

-Not yet.

I want you to go down to Williams Tavern and pick up an envelope.

-Can you handle that?

-Sure.

-How much?

"How much?" Listen to this kid. "How much?"

50 bucks. Is that enough?

-Sure.

-Sure.

Brian.

Brian. Brian.

We have to be quiet.

This is nice, Stacy. Come here.

We can't do nothing cos my mother's upstairs.

Hey, hey. No hanging around. Call it a night.

What do you think of this coat, Jackie? A little too big?

No, it looks good. It looks good.

-How'd you make out? Did you find him?

-We got him.

It's cold out.

Oh, yeah. It's colder where he is.

Get him out. Get him out. Come on. Come on.

-Come on. Get out. Get out.

-Come on, out! Out!

Get him in the back. Hurry up.

Get in. Get in there.

DOOR CLOSES

DOOR CLOSES

-So fuck me, huh?

-What?

Fuck me?

-No, no, it's OK. Say it. Fuck me.

-Listen, I never said...

Didn't I tell you any money made around here, I see a piece of it?

You did.

And what have you given me? Hmm?

What have you given me?

I haven't...

Don't you scream! Don't you fucking scream!

I'll put a fucking hole right in you again.

I always wonder why people scream when they're in pain, Jackie.

It's like when they slurp coffee

thinking it's going to change the temperature, but it doesn't.

You're right. It doesn't change a thing.

I get a kick out of guys like you. I see you around the neighbourhood,

playing your gangster roles, tough guys, arms folded,

talking out of the side of your mouth. Now look at him.

I can't believe it.

Didn't you put that Sweeney kid in the hospital

for money he owed you? Hmm?

So you're a fucking bully too, right? Oh, yeah, you are.

-What's that kid, 150 pounds, Jackie?

-Tops.

-You got my money on you?

-No.

Do you got the money you owe me on you?

No.

GUNSHOTS

ENGINE TURNS OVER

Here, cut this up.

That prick down at Williams Tavern is ducking me again.

Go down and get some money off him, will you?

Another slow week.

I'm sick and tired of all this nickel-and-dime bullshit.

I'm not going to wait all day for this cocksucker.

Hey, guys, what's up?

Fuck!

Do you want to get involved?

-Are you going to be warm enough?

-Yeah, I'll be fine.

-You don't need a sweater?

-No.

-You sure?

-Yeah.

-All right.

-Oh, good. You're just in time.

-For what?

Sean's game.

I can't. I'm running right back out. I gotta go.

-Where are the...?

-It's the playoffs.

I can't. I'm busy.

I'll catch your next game. I promise.

What's to eat?

..from behind, duct-taped me...

-Does it sound like that?

-Yeah.

-Hey! That's them right there.

-Look who it is.

Yeah. With a scar over there.

-A thing of beauty.

-How'd that tape treat you?

It's all right. It's all right. Almost took my moustache off.

-What'd you tell them?

-I didn't tell them nothing.

I told them they better find the guys who did it

cos I'm not paying for that shit out of my own pocket.

-That's right.

-What are you having?

-I'll take a cold beer.

-Give him a cold beer.

-Thank you.

Yeah.

-Good job, good job.

-Wrists almost ripped off, moustache is gone.

I gotta hit the head. I'll talk to you later.

Hey, come here, boys. Hey, boys, I got you something.

Come here, shorty.

What are you doing out in the rain?

-Come over here.

-Something for everybody.

Hey, there's your ma.

Hey, Stacy. Hey, Katie.

-Call me later.

-I'll give you a call around 8.00, all right?

-Hey, Katie.

-Hi, Brian.

-Yo, Katie, you want a ride home?

-Yeah.

-Say goodbye to your Uncle Paulie.

-Bye.

Pay some bills. Get yourself a little something.

Thanks. Are you staying for supper or are you running out?

Yeah, yeah. Do you mind?

-The good old days.

-Yeah.

He's upstairs.

-What's his name?

-Marius.

Marius. Yeah, Marius.

Might as well go talk to him. See what he has to say.

5,000 is 5,000, right?

-Yeah.

-All right.

-Jackie, again the soup is freezing.

-Again, cold?

Tell Hogie, "Hogie, the soup's freezing!"

You gotta be kidding me.

-Marius, how you doing?

-I'm not too good.

Here's what happened.

I'm 60 years old, so I had this indiscretion

with this young manicurist on Newbury Street,

and then this cunt and her boyfriend called my wife!

Hold it. Indiscretion? You're losing us.

-I was fucking her.

-What?

-I was fucking her.

-He was cheating on his wife.

-I want them to pay, especially her.

Wait a minute. You want us to slap a girl around?

No, no, no. You see, this bitch has these two poodles

that she loves like her own children.

I want you to kidnap the female.

Now, it has to be the female. I don't care what you do to the guy.

I'll pay you five grand.

Let me get this straight. You want us to kidnap a poodle?

Yeah.

Do you think we're a couple of jerk-offs?

-No, you're making fun of us.

-No, no, no!

-No, but you see...

-No, hey, hey!

Giving a guy a beating is one thing, all right?

But kidnapping a fucking dog...

No, no, but you don't understand.

She's the one that has to pay. She called my wife.

-The guy's a fucking nut.

-Five grand is five grand, Paulie.

I'm not doing it.

Come on, we'll get some kid for a C-note.

Hey, I'm not doing it.

Kidnap a fucking poodle. What, are you out of your mind?

I know you don't like this,

but I think we should seriously consider doing an armoured car.

Don't start with that again. Don't start with that again.

Everybody gets caught.

You gotta do it in broad daylight. Everybody sees you. It's impossible.

All right? Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

Brian! Brian! I got him.

-I got the motherfucker.

-Spread his legs. Let me see.

It's got balls. Go in there and get the other one.

-They're vicious maniacs!

-Get the fuck back in there.

It's not funny. It's a fucking poodle.

-It's not funny.

-It's kind of funny.

-Brian, it's not funny. It's not funny.

-A little funny.

It's embarrassing.

What are we going to do?

I got this kid, Anthony, all right?

He's making a lot of money, and he don't answer to anybody.

What about Pat?

We gotta start making our own money.

That rat McGill is giving up everyone.

No wonder, with the deals they're giving today.

I should've killed that prick when I had the chance.

-Yeah. Definitely.

-We took care of that.

Yeah, he called.

-Hey, Jackie.

-Hey, Jackie.

Here you go.

He said 5,000.

Yeah, that's your cut. You got a problem with that, Paulie?

-Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do.

-You do?

Yeah, yeah. You know what, Pat? Keep it.

Hey, come here. Come here. Come here!

Who the fuck you think you're talking to, some fucking punk?

I've been lining your pockets since you were a kid!

If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have shit!

That's not the point, Pat.

The point is it's supposed to be getting easier.

You think you're the only one with problems?

I got heat up my ass, and you've been moping around here for months

with this fucking attitude, and I'm tired of it.

You better work on that because I'm telling you,

we're going to have a fucking problem! You got that?

You got that?!

You better talk to him, Brian.

You see what I'm talking about?

You see what I'm fucking talking about?!

He treats us like we're a couple of fucking assholes!

OK, relax, Paul.

Come on. Let me in. Let me in!

What'd he say to you, huh?

Then we drive off with the truck. That's it. It's that simple.

Who is this guy?

George Shea. I've known him for years. He's solid.

He's not going to try to fuck us on the price?

-No?

-No.

We get paid that night, and then we're on our way.

Does he have to know who we are?

He doesn't care how the TVs get there, as long as they get there.

All right, Anthony, we'll see you tonight.

All right, cool. Call me.

Hey, Brian, why don't you go home?

Why don't you mind your business, Katie?

You know, he's got a girl.

Hey, do me a favour, tell Paulie to come over here, will you?

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah, and then go home.

Why don't you buy me a fucking drink?

-Hey, Paulie.

-Yeah, what?

Brian wants to talk to you.

OK. All right. Two seconds. So you got a place to...

-I gotta pay the bills.

-You gotta pay the bills?

I'll pay your bills. You got a place to stay?

-You'll pay my bills?

-That's right, I'll pay your bills.

-All right, well, I'm on a couch right now.

-You're on a...

I'll go on the couch, you go...

Why don't you stay at my house? What's your name?

-How big is your couch?

-How big is my couch?

-My name is Lisa.

-My couch is big enough.

All right, Lisa, I'm going to go talk to my friend.

I'm going to come back, and I'm going to talk to you.

We're going to talk some more about my couch, all right?

Holy fucking shit.

Deal me out.

Yeah, no problem.

-You know that kid Jay?

-What, the kid behind me?

Yeah. He's making a lot of money with that coke.

-Yeah? How do you know?

-I just do.

-We should get some from him.

-Who's he with?

-Nobody, that's my point.

-Let's go.

-Hey, Jay, can we talk to you for a minute?

-Yeah, yeah.

Hey, cute girl.

-Hey, kid. Did you see Charlie?

-How you been?

-You know Paulie, right?

-Yeah.

-How's it going?

-Good.

Hey, Jay, we want to talk to you tomorrow. Is that all right?

-What about? Everything OK?

-Yeah, yeah, everything's fine.

You want to meet us at the Heights at 2.00 tomorrow?

-All right.

-Don't worry. Have a good time tonight.

Hey, Pat.

-How you doing?

-All right.

-Busy, huh?

-Yeah.

Hey, you two haven't heard

of a truck full of TVs disappearing, did you?

-No.

-Nothing?

-You sure?

-Yeah, we're sure.

It's funny, I got a call from...

Well, anyway, you keep your ears open.

Let me know if you hear anything, will you?

Yeah. No problem.

All right.

Greedy prick.

Hey. Hey, guys.

-Shit.

-All right, let's go.

Sean, help your brother.

Here's your bag.

Why don't you go wait in the kitchen?

All right, be good. Learn a lot.

That's great.

Here, Sean, help him put on his jacket.

I can't get the zipper.

It's 8.00 in the morning. Where the hell have you been?

-Out. Out.

-Where?

-Where?!

-I don't want to hear it. Here.

Like this solves everything.

Come on.

-Brian, this has gotta stop.

-Yeah, OK.

All right, yeah, whatever you say. I won't do it again.

For the last time, just let me get some sleep.

DIAL TONE

-'Yeah?'

-Hey, it's me.

-'Jackie wants to see us.'

-For what?

'I don't know.'

He didn't say anything.

All right. I'll be there.

Feds got Pat.

For what?

They're trying to pin some old bullshit murder rap on him.

For when? Who?

-You know that prick, Mickey Gills?

-Yeah.

He's been flipping on everybody from years ago,

trying to get his sentence cut in half.

What's he looking at?

If he pleads out to manslaughter, eight.

Hey, don't worry about it, though.

It'll be all right.

-Nothing changes.

-Yeah, sure.

-Of course.

-Nothing.

-I can't fucking believe it.

-What do you think?

I think it's time to go see that kid.

She's knocking on my door,

you know, coming to tell me that she's married.

Hey, Jay.

Hey. Sorry I'm late.

No problem. Nice car.

Thanks.

You're making good money with that coke, huh?

I'm doing all right.

Personally, I don't care how you make your money.

You don't sell it to the kids, right?

-No.

-Let's cut to the chase, all right?

You're making a lot of money with that, and we want some.

All right? So you got two choices.

You can either come up with a little something each week,

or, better yet, you can set up some dealers,

we'll rob them and cut you in.

-You want me to set up my connections?

-Yeah.

I can't do that. They know me.

-They know where the fuck I live.

-Yeah, but so do we.

Brian, are you going to put me on the spot?

I've known you how long? We're from the same neighbourhood.

-What am I supposed to do?

-Jay, fuck them.

So if this goes good,

they say they might need 50 pounds every 10 days.

-I got all you need, man.

-Yeah, I bet.

-I'll go get them.

-All right, I'll be here.

Hey, what's going on?

-Oh, God.

-Relax, Tommy, you're going to be OK.

-Jay, what's going on?

-Bad day for you, Tommy.

Just chalk it up as a loss, Tommy.

You'll make it back in a couple of weeks.

I'll take this. Thank you.

OK. In case you get stupid, that look familiar?

Jay, junk in the back?

-Trunk open, Tommy?

-Yeah.

Tommy, I'm going to take the keys.

I'm going to throw them in the alley around the corner.

Give yourself a few minutes to pull yourself together.

When you go back to Braintree,

-you don't mention any of this to anybody. Got it?

-Yeah.

-Try these out.

-They're too big. I'm a seven.

-What?

-These are big.

All right, just put another pair of socks on. They'll be fine.

-Don't worry, I'll get you another pair.

-That won't work.

Hey, you got it on the wrong foot, boss.

Hey, you want to help your brother when you're done? You guys hungry?

-Yeah, I guess.

-All right.

-This is nice.

-Yeah.

You look good.

Hey, Brian. How are you doing?

-I'm OK.

-Yeah? Can I get you something to drink?

Yeah. Stacy?

-I'm all set.

-OK. The usual?

No. Yeah, give me...

No, I'm going to have...

Give me just whatever you got on tap. Thanks.

OK.

Friend of yours?

What do you mean "friend"? She works here.

What?

Are you mad now because the waitress knows my name?

Then why are you getting all quiet all of a sudden?

How come you didn't introduce me?

What are you talking about? She's the waitress.

I thought she just might be more than that, the way you eyed her.

See? That's why we never go out.

We never go out because you're always too busy running around.

You want to start this all over again?

Let's not ruin a nice night, OK?

I would've introduced you, but I don't even know her name.

Here you go, honey.

-I'm sorry, what's your name?

-Kim.

-Kim.

-Yeah.

-Kim, this is my wife Stacy.

-Hi.

-Hey, nice to meet you.

-Hi.

-You need a few minutes?

-Just one.

OK, I'll be back. Thanks.

-We OK now?

-Yeah.

Excuse me, can I get a couple of menus, please?

Sorry.

Take your time.

Here.

-No, no, she meant it for you, I think.

-Take it, please.

Charlie, can we have a couple of minutes?

-Sure.

-Thanks, man.

Hey, Brian.

-Hey, Jay. How'd you make out?

-Paulie.

-Not bad. 900 a pound.

-900 a pound.

That's 45 grand.

So, what, 12.5 for you?

-That sound good to you?

-Yeah, that sounds good.

-That's good, yeah.

-All right, let's do it.

Listen, I gotta get going, but I'm going to see that guy Friday.

-All right.

-OK?

-OK.

I gotta run too.

Well, don't forget we got that guy at 1.00, 1.30.

-45 grand, that's not bad.

-That's good. Good job.

Hey, Jay.

You got a little bit of that shit on you until Friday?

Yeah, yeah.

-Thanks.

-See you Friday.

It's a good business, Paulie. Jewellery is always in demand.

Yeah, yeah, all right, but just so we're on the same page,

I give you 10 grand now,

then you give me 200 a week for a year, plus my 10 grand back.

-Yeah, definitely.

-OK, that'll work.

I'll be back in a minute.

All right.

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Who is it?

-Brian.

-Hey, Jay.

-What's up, Brian?

I was wondering if you have any of that money yet.

I told you I wasn't going to have it till Friday. Hey, come in, come in.

Thanks. You having a party?

-Yeah, you want a drink?

-Sure.

Hey, Brian, what's up? I'm Matt.

Hey. How you doing? Yeah, I've seen you around.

-Here.

-Yeah, I'll take that.

What do you got?

-How much, Brian?

-A "G."

I don't have a "G." I don't have...

Jay, come on. What do you got?

I don't... I could give you like 500.

I'll take that. You got some coke, too?

Yeah, give me a second.

Fuck them, Jay. Fuck them!

-These your girlfriends?

-No, they're strippers.

-Oh, yeah? You're a dancer?

-Yeah.

Show me some of your moves.

Nice. Let's see the backside.

Nice.

Tim, how you doing?

Yeah, set me up.

I'll set you up.

-What's that you're smoking? Crack?

-Yeah.

You guys are freebasers, huh? It's like a morgue in here.

I want to be dead like you.

Here's the five, Brian. Plenty of coke, all right?

Come on, no more coke for you.

That's not bad.

-You gotta suck it in real hard.

-OK.

When it fills up with smoke, take your finger off.

All right, I think I got it now.

CAR HORN BLARES

Where is he? Everything all right?

-What do you mean? He's not here?

-No, he never came home.

-Weren't you with him last night?

-Yeah, yeah, I was with him earlier.

-This is it. I've had it.

-What?

Every night he's out until 3.00, 4.00 in the morning.

-Take it easy.

-You take it easy!

-Stace. Stace.

-15 years of this shit.

I know.

I know.

12.00 in the afternoon? You're the biggest asshole...

I just spent the night locked up! Leave me the fuck alone!

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

He just got in.

It's Paul.

-Yeah, tell him I'll call him back.

-He's going to call you back.

I don't know, some bullshit about being arrested.

I gotta go.

So what happened?

Nothing. I was just with some broad.

-You OK?

-Yeah.

Jay! Jay! Jay!

Almost had a touchdown there.

I got your message. What's up?

Yeah. Remember that kid Matt you met at my house the other night?

-Yeah, yeah. What about him?

-When was this?

What?

Last week sometime. What about him?

Well, he sells steroids to these muscle-heads out in Stoneham.

Yeah? There's money in that?

-I guess. He says 20 to 30 grand.

-20 to 30 grand?

Yeah! Yeah.

Well, anyways, he's been dealing a few years.

His connection just got busted.

These fucking clowns keep paging him every day for more. They don't know.

-Is he for real?

-I figured you guys might want to take them.

-No bullshit.

-Yeah.

You know, it sounds good.

Sounds real good.

-All right, we'll give you a call tomorrow.

-Thanks.

-Thanks, Jay.

-Paulie.

-Be good.

You go over to his house?

What? I went to see if he had the money.

This guy's pumping coke, man. You don't think he's being watched?

Use your head.

-I went there for two minutes.

-Yeah, well.

SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE

UPBEAT MUSIC

-That mine?

-Yeah.

Thanks. Hey, who won the Celtics game?

-Cavs by eight.

-Fuck me.

-You bet those bums again?

-Yeah.

Fucking Celtics.

What'd you say?

Who is that fucking guy?

I don't know. I never saw him before, Brian.

What the fuck's that guy's name?

Hey, it's me.

Who is this? Matt?

Do me a favour, will you?

Cook me up some of that shit. I'm coming over right now.

-Hey, you got something to say to me?

-I didn't say nothing to you.

Keep your fucking mouth shut.

Yeah.

So, Jay said something about some steroid score.

-Oh, yeah. Yeah, I got these guys, right?

-Fuck me.

-They got a lot of money.

-Yeah?

-A lot of money.

-What's the deal?

I'll set them up.

-Hey, they got a lot of money, you know.

-OK.

Yeah.

-I think one of them is rich.

-OK, dude.

What the fuck? Who's that?

Sh!

-Who is it?

-Get away from me.

Hey, how much money am I going to get?

Come on, man. Get off of me for a second.

You guys are going to take care of me with some of that money, right?

Matt, Matt, shut the fuck up.

I just want to know how much I'm going to get.

Matt, shut the fuck up!

-Matt, what the fuck's going on? Huh?

-Nothing.

How many times did I fucking tell you?

-Brian.

-What?

-This is my house.

It's 3.00 in the morning.

-Come on.

-You're right. You're right. Sorry, Jay.

I'm sorry.

How many times did I fucking tell you, Matt? Huh?

No-one in the fucking house!

Clean the fuck up, you fucking clown!

BOTTLE SHATTERS

Thanks, Charlie.

Look, one thing you gotta do is make sure

that he brings the money inside, all right?

Insist on that.

Tell him that the steroids are in the cellar in a cooler. All right?

Once he comes in, we'll take care of the rest, all right? Right?

Yeah.

All right. What time are you supposed to meet him?

2.00 on Thursday.

2.00. All right, at 2.30,

we'll be in the back at the sandwich counter, all right?

See you later, guys.

What happened to you last night?

Nothing. I had to do some stuff with Stacy.

We gotta be sharp on this.

Naturally.

Hey, Matt. Yo, hey. Paulie.

-Hey, what's up?

-Yeah, good, good.

-How's everything going?

-Yeah, good. You want a seat?

-You want a sandwich or something?

-No, I think I'm OK.

-Well, you got the money?

-Yeah, do you have the juice?

Yeah, it's in the freezer. Have a seat. Now, seriously...

-What, you want something?

-No, man, I'm OK. Why don't we...?

It's all right. It's all right. It's on me.

No, believe me, I'm fine. I appreciate it.

You know what? You guys just sit tight,

and I'll go grab the money, all right?

I'll be right back.

I told him to bring it in.

We told you to have him bring the fucking money in!

I know, I told him, but he was threatening me.

Get the fuck in the car! Something's going on.

-Hurry up!

-Boston PD! Hey!

Put your hands up! Hands on the dash!

Hey! Do not fucking move!

All right, here. Hands on the... Give me the keys.

-What the fuck are you talking about?

-Put your hands on the dash!

-You selling drugs down here?

-No, sir.

So, you're down here making a drug deal, huh?

-I have no idea what you're talking about.

-Shut the fuck up!

Are you making drug deals down here?

-No.

-Where's the money?

-Where's the money?

-What money?

-Where's the money?

-Shut the fuck up!

Joe, get an answer out of him!

Christ! We're not going to get an answer like that! Fucking prick!

Shit! Where is the money?

I don't know what you're talking about!

The fucking money! Where's the money?

Oh, yeah. You don't know what I'm talking about, huh?

You lying prick.

Let's go!

TYRES SCREECH

What the fuck are you looking at?

-Hey!

-Mind your fucking business!

-Somebody help us!

-Where's the key?

Hey, somebody help us! Call a doctor!

Let me ask you something. How old are you?

-I'll be 27 next week.

-No, you're not.

Fuck! She looks like she's 22, don't she?

No, no, you look good. You look really good.

-Thanks. Yeah, I gotta get back to work.

-No, sit down, sit down.

-Joe wants to talk to you.

-You're going to get me fired.

I want to talk to you. I want to talk to you.

No, you don't have to work. All right, I'll come with you.

I'll help you.

-Hey, Jay. How you doing?

-Brian, what's going on?

I want you to meet my buddy, Josh.

Hey, Josh. How you doing? Have a seat over here.

What, your boy run off in the middle of a score?

He does shit like that all the time, Brian.

I'm sorry I took off, but you know...

What are you doing, running off on a score? You don't have any balls?

No, I do, but it was getting crazy.

-You were going to kill those guys.

-I don't give a fuck!

Here. Here's a few bucks for you. You're lucky you're getting that.

No, don't sit down here! Get over there!

No, come on, sit down. Man, I'm fucking with you.

Hey, can you get him a drink?

We need to talk.

-Come on, Jay.

-Listen, listen, relax.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

What do I mean? I'm talking scores.

You just robbed two guys up on E Street.

What are you getting at, Jackie?

You two are out there on your own, and we don't see a dime?

What do you want from us?

We've been running around like a couple of fucking errand boys

for you for 15 years, and what do we have to show for it?

Nothing. All right, so we make a few extra bucks on the side.

Errand boys? That's how you see it?

That ain't the point, Jackie. I got kids to feed, and I'm broke.

And we don't? Hey, Pat is pissed about this.

You keep it up, you're going to have a problem.

-Are you threatening us?

-I don't threaten nobody.

All right, man, if that's the way it is. I don't know what else to say.

That's the way it is.

-You need a ride home?

-No, I'm all set.

Hey, listen, I'm going to be out of here in about 15 minutes.

-I just gotta clean up.

-No, I'm fine, thanks. Here you go.

You motherfucker!

Motherfucker.

'Dr Evans, dial 283.'

-Mrs Reilly.

-Yes.

Hi. Here's the situation.

As you know, your husband has been struck by three bullets.

One is lodged in the back of his head,

one's been removed from his right shoulder,

and one from his left forearm.

The bullet in the back of his head,

we have decided not to go ahead with the surgery to remove it

because we feel it would be too dangerous at this time, OK?

It's too close to the spinal cord,

and it would be too dangerous to go in and retrieve that bullet.

What we want to do is we want to keep him here and observe him,

and we want to give him a lot of antibiotics, and he should be OK.

We're very lucky that it was a very small calibre bullet, so...

I do think you should know

that there were large traces of cocaine

and alcohol in his system.

He says he's going to be fine.

I couldn't tell you. This guy had a hood over his head.

-I couldn't see his face.

-Fuck him.

I just saw him standing there with the pistol.

-Who do you think, if you had to say?

-I don't know. I couldn't say.

Do you think it was that prick Jackie?

I wish I knew. I really do.

-Hi.

-I'll be back.

-Hey. How are you?

-I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm all right. Come on, give me a kiss.

-My God, I can't even get to you.

-Get over that thing.

Don't move your arm.

He's going to be all right.

I've got some water right here for him if he wants it.

-Stace, I'm going to be right outside.

-Hi, Katie.

-The boys OK?

-They're fine.

-Are they OK?

-Yeah, they're good.

They're with my father. Don't worry about anything. I gotta call work...

-No, no, no, I'm OK.

-..get someone to cover for me.

I'm just going to go to sleep anyway.

What, are you crazy? I can't.

You gotta get home. The boys are going to worry.

-Hey, Paulie.

-Hey, Hogie.

-How's Brian doing?

-I don't know. He's in the fucking hospital

with a shitload of holes in him. How do you think he's doing, huh?

Did you see anything?

No, I was stocking the bar. Brian was the last to go.

Ten minutes later, I found him on the sidewalk.

Hey, Paulie, how's he doing?

Did you do it?

What, are you out of your mind? I'm going to shoot Brian?

Come on, I've known you guys since you were kids.

Whatever you two were doing, you brought this on yourselves.

So, how is he?

He's going to live.

-I think I'm fucking crazy.

-Come on, have a seat. Sit down.

Oh, no, sorry. You had the roast beef.

This one's for him.

(I can't even remember a fucking order.)

Thanks.

-How you doing?

-Pretty good. You?

Hey! Hey!

-Stace?

-Yeah?

-Are you OK?

-Yeah.

Now, I know I've said this before, but this has gotta stop.

-He's killing you with this shit.

-I know.

-You have got to get away from him.

-Katie, please, not now.

You know what? You say this every single time,

-and every single time you go back...

-I got nowhere to go!

-Oh, really?

-I got two kids!

-Oh, OK.

-Where am I going to go?

You think you're the only person

who's ever been in this situation before?

-I can't hear this now.

-Stacy!

I'll call you later.

-Please push the button.

-I already pushed it.

There she is. Excuse me, nurse. Can I please get some pain medicine?

You have an hour to go.

No, I don't have an hour to go. I've already waited a fucking hour.

I want some pain medicine, OK?

-You need to calm down.

-No, I don't need to calm down.

-I need to get some pain medicine.

-Sh, Brian, quiet!

-No, there's no reason...

-You just have to be patient.

There's no reason that I need to sit here in pain, OK?

Can I just please have a...?

Whatever you got. Just give me a little bit of something.

You need to just wait one more hour.

I'm in fucking pain here, OK?

I don't know what it takes for you to understand that!

-How long you been working here?

-This is my second week.

Right! Figures!

-Give me some fucking pain medicine!

-Brian! Brian, lower your voice.

-Now!

-I'll go get the doctor.

-Get the doctor!

-Look at you. Look at you.

-This is insane. What are you doing to us?

-Not right now, Stacy.

What about your boys? If you're not going to think about me,

-think about your boys.

-Not right fucking now!

-Yes, now!

You're a drug addict. You're out every night doing coke, drinking.

This has gotta stop. You promised me it was going to stop!

-Get me the fuck...

-What are you doing?

-Brian, wait!

-..out of here!

Brian, wait!

-What are you doing? No!

-Get the fuck away from me!

You can't leave. Brian, you're going to...

Brian, where are you going?

-Mr Reilly, where are you going?

-Mind your own fucking business!

This is AMA, Mr...

-I don't give a fuck what you call it!

-Mr Reilly!

You sit down!

STACY WHIMPERS

-Brian! Brian, wait!

-Just leave me alone!

You're going to freeze. Hey! Somebody help.

He's barefoot!

Brian!

DOOR OPENS

Matt, get him some clothes, all right?

Get him some fucking clothes before I fucking murder you!

Brian, get the fuck up!

What the fuck is this crazy shit? Get the fuck up!

You're better than this, bro, all right? Get up.

After all we been through, you're going to do this to me?

All right. Hey, you are stronger than this! You look like shit.

-Get some... Where are the fucking clothes?

-Here. Here.

I don't ever want to see you again. All right?

I don't ever want to see you again!

You're so much better than this, all right? Leave this shit alone.

This is what you're going to do to us, huh?

You're supposed to have my back.

Huh?

Let's go home. Let's go home. Let's go home.

What, you're just going to sit there silent?

You're not going to say a thing?

I mean, come on, Stacy. I had a lot going on.

I haven't touched a thing in a week.

'What do you want me to do?

'You're not going to let me come home?'

I want to see my kids, Stacy.

I mean, how many times do I have to say I'm sorry? I'm sorry.

'Sorry's not good enough any more.'

I got nothing to say. I gotta go pick up the kids.

All right.

How you doing? Stacy coming around?

I don't know. We're talking about maybe going out to dinner.

We'll see.

Anthony called me. He's got another one of them truck scores lined up.

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.

-I could sure use it.

-Can you drive one of them...

-Five speeds?

-Yeah.

-Sure.

-All right.

Hey, Mark. You going to throw that at me? OK.

Not in the street. Not in the street.

-Hey. How you doing?

-Doing good.

See you later, OK? Give your dad a kiss.

I love you.

You ready?

Hey.

So, what about dinner?

Call me tomorrow.

-How much more room?

-I don't know. Looks good to me.

Here we go.

What'd I tell you? Piece of cake.

-Nice.

-Nice. Yeah.

-Talk to you guys later.

-Thanks.

TYRES SCREECH

SIRENS WAIL

Oh, fuck.

Hey, turn him around.

Do you remember me?

How about now?

Get him out of here.

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DOOR RELEASE BUZZES

DOOR RELEASE BUZZES

-Hey, you Paulie McDougan?

-Yeah. Who are you?

Ronny Dents, from Dorchester. You know Pat Kelly, right?

-Yeah.

-He'll be out in the yard at 1.00. He wants to see you.

-MAN ON TANNOY:

-'Section 3 and 5, A block on the yard in 15 minutes.

'Section 3 and 5, A block on the yard in 15 minutes.'

-That's Pat.

-I'll catch up.

Brian.

-Paulie.

-Hey, Pat.

-Small world.

-Yeah, yeah.

Five to seven, could be worse.

Come on. Let's walk.

-So, that's the thanks I get, huh?

-Pat...

Hey, look, I haven't lasted this long by letting people fuck me.

The first chance you get, you guys go out on your own.

-It wasn't like that, Pat.

-That's exactly how it was.

You don't think I know what's going on out there?

Come on.

I give people one chance, and you just had yours.

Don't ever fuck me again.

I was pretty good to you two.

Let's put this shit behind us.

We watch each other's back in here.

-Fucking rat hole.

-It's good to see you, Pat.

It's good to see you, too.

I heard you two were coming in.

Unfortunate, but I'm just glad to see you.

Yeah, you, too, Pat.

And, you, you still fucking everything out there, huh?

-Prospects ain't so good right now.

-You're all done for a while.

-You got enough.

-You better be all done for a while.

Hey, sign up for that alcoholics meeting later.

OK, yeah, all right.

Hey, I'm Ray. I'm an alcoholic. It's good to be here tonight.

And you remember when we first met,

I said, "Look, let's get the cigarette book,

"everything that helps the clock go fast."

-Yeah, right.

-Right, it kills time.

But then when we take the cash bets,

and they want to bet 500 or 1,000 a game, right,

then they think they can give us the old cheque-in-the-mail story.

Well, we cut them off. Who needs the aggravation?

I'll see you back there.

..for the people in my network,

I'm able to stay sober one day at a time.

DOOR RELEASE BUZZES

Thanks for coming.

Sure.

-You look good.

-Thanks.

-How are the boys?

-They're all right.

Mark wrote you some letters, but they confiscated them.

How are you doing?

Considering I was just frisked, I'm doing great.

Look, you gotta help me out a little bit here, OK?

-Give you some help?

-Yeah.

I know the situation that I put you in.

I feel bad about it, believe me.

But there's nothing I can do about that now.

If you want to move on, I'd understand.

Move on? Move on where?

Move on where? You got an option for me?

I'm just telling you it's OK. I'd understand.

I gotta raise your sons.

-It's not like you were ever there.

-Not like I was ever there.

What, you going to start taking shots at me now?

If it weren't for my father, we'd be homeless.

So what do you want to do?

I don't know.

Do you still love me?

DOOR SLAMS

Do you ever find yourself getting tired of all this?

What, doing time? Fuck yeah.

No, the whole thing, you know. Just the grind.

Always chasing after a buck,

trying to be one step ahead of the cops.

We're just playing the cards we're dealt.

I suck as a father.

What?

Brian, come on.

I mean, I'm not going to shit you, all right.

You're not going to win Father of the Year, all right?

You're not. It's over, you know.

But your kids love you. They do.

They got it better than we did, all right? They do.

They got a good mom. They're good. They love you.

-You really think they do?

-I know they do, all right?

Someday you're going to make all this up to them. All right?

Hey, hey, look at this guy up here. All right?

You see who I'm talking about?

He's doing 35 for an armoured car, all right?

So, things could be worse.

Yeah, things could be worse.

HE CHUCKLES

'Prison is the most boring waste of time you can imagine.

'Yesterday is the same as tomorrow.

'A bunch of cowards hiding behind muscles and tattoos,

'the most dangerous kind, people filled with fear.

'All I ever think about is how I let you and the kids down.

'I miss you. I'm sorry.'

So I got that number to them guys when you get out. They're good guys.

I drank away my wife.

It was hell, but that's what the booze does.

Jesus Christ, that's Danny Sullivan. I haven't seen him in 15 years.

Oh, yeah. He was friends with my uncle, right?

Yeah, he was. He looks great.

20 years ago, I was sitting right where you are.

Anyways, what else you got?

I was able to get a handle on it.

I was able to get a little piece of my life back.

-Hey, you with us?

-Yeah, yeah.

Once again, my name is Dan. I'm an alcoholic.

Thanks for letting me talk.

APPLAUSE

All right, everybody back to the block!

Hey, Sully. I'm Brian Reilly. I met you when I was a little kid.

Bobby's nephew. Yeah, yeah, yeah. He was a good man.

Yeah, he was. Thanks.

So, you hear anything that made sense?

Yeah. A few things, yeah.

How much time you got left?

-Just a couple weeks and I'm out.

-Good, good.

You planning on staying sober?

-Yeah. Yeah, sure.

-You got any meetings lined up?

I've never been to a meeting before I come in here,

and that was just to get off the block.

If you ever want to go to a meeting or just talk,

-give me a call.

-All right, Brian, let's go. Time to go back.

Just one minute.

-All right. Thanks, Sully.

-You bet.

Hey, Paulie.

Remember that scumbag child molester we saw on TV last week?

-Yeah.

-I'm putting him in cell 12.

Thanks, Callahan.

DOOR RELEASE BUZZES

Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go! Let's do it.

What the fuck?

Come here a second. Come here.

You fucking...

You take the pain, you fucking freak.

You like fucking kids? You fucking rape fucking kids!

What's wrong with you? Come on, come on.

GROANING AND GRUNTING CONTINUES

BELL RINGS

You eat like a fucking animal.

Don't start, Paulie.

Here they are.

All right, let's go.

-Enjoy yourself.

-Thanks.

Eat however you want.

How you doing?

All right, let's get right to it.

We all know you did it.

Personally, I don't give a shit,

but Sergeant Callahan may lose his job.

He's already been suspended.

I know he's been good to you two, newspapers, privileges, whatnot.

I got the DA all over my ass on this one.

As sick as these bastards are, they're protected.

-What are you looking for?

-Well, if somebody came forward,

we could make this go away

and save everyone a lot of aggravation.

Callahan's a good man.

So what are we looking at?

Six more months or 90 days in the hole.

It was me.

--What?

--Just you?

-Yeah, just me.

-Wait a second.

-Come on. You'd do the same for me.

-You don't have to do that.

-Say hi to the boys.

-Paul.

-Just you?

-Just me.

It's the right thing, Brian. Come on, you'd do the same thing.

BELL RINGS

What, so the boys, they didn't want to come?

No, they wanted to. Mark's still sick.

Sean'll come around.

You're going to have to work on it though.

So...

What do you plan on doing?

I'm not sure yet.

-You're going to get a job, right?

-Yeah, I'm going to get something,

but first I want to just spend some time with you and the kids.

Stacy, take a good look around here

cos I will never, ever put you and the boys in this situation again.

You'll never see me like this again, ever. I promise you.

Hey, Callahan. So this is where they got you.

Yeah, well, it could've been a lot worse, huh?

Yeah. I appreciate everything you did for us.

You're all right, Callahan.

-Take care out there, Brian.

-Thanks.

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Hey, buddy!

I missed you. Let me see. Let me see you.

Give me a look. Hey, where's your brother?

-He went to go meet his girlfriend.

-He'll be home later.

He did? Do you have any girlfriends?

-I have two, actually.

-Not bad, not bad.

-Hey, Katie.

-Hey.

-How've you been?

-Good. Welcome back.

Good to see you.

Thanks for watching them for me.

Whoa.

Your brother went to see his girlfriend, huh?

Yeah, he'll be back later, though.

What happened to Coynes Tavern?

They made it into condos two years ago.

All these yuppies are moving in buying up everything.

Rents are unbelievable.

Everything's changing.

So now you gotta be rich to live in South Boston.

So we are.

Mark told me you have a girlfriend.

-Yeah? Is she pretty?

-Very pretty.

This is pretty good.

-Pretty good?

-Yeah, pretty good.

-What's her name?

-Stephanie.

I'd like to meet her sometime.

I gotta go. I'll see you later.

-You don't want to finish?

-No.

Not too late, Sean. Sean?

All right, I'll see you, buddy.

Wow.

You don't have to say that.

Oh, my God.

Come on, you're going to be late, and your ma is going to kill me.

-I miss you, man.

-All right. Bye.

All right. I put a cupcake in your lunch.

All right. Thanks, Dad. Bye.

I love you, Mark.

I love you too.

KNOCKING AT DOOR

What?

What are you banging on the door like you're the cops for?

-Do you know you're 600 overdue?

-Yeah, I do now.

We sent you three notices, so unless you make a payment...

Hey, you seem to be taking this pretty personal.

What, is the money coming out of your own pocket?

Just doing my job.

Well, some people don't have a job that pays 52 cheques a year.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Listen, you either pay the money,

or I'm going to have to shut your gas off.

Hey. You ain't shutting off a fucking thing.

Relax.

Now, you get back in your little truck, and you drive away

before I bash your fucking head in.

-Take it easy, OK?

-No, no. Get going.

Call the cops. Do what you have to do. I'll find you.

Hey, hey. Wait a second.

Now look what you got me doing in front of my wife.

Now, shake my hand, and smile at her like everything's all right.

Give her a little wave.

Now, write down on a piece of paper where I can make a payment.

OK.

Thanks. Have a nice day.

He gave me a number where I can make a payment.

I can't ask my father for no more money.

I'll see what I can do.

You mean like a job?

Hey, I only been out for two days. I need you to give me a chance.

No, no, no. I just meant, you know...

-What?

-Never mind.

-Hey.

-Look who is here.

-All right.

-Good to see you.

-You, too, Jackie.

-Welcome back.

-Thanks.

-Look at you. You lost a bundle of weight.

-Yeah, I did.

How does it feel to be home?

-Different.

-Yeah, yeah, I know that feeling.

So Pat said there was an envelope for me.

-I got it right here. Hold on.

-Thanks, Jackie.

So, you want a drink? Maybe something to eat?

No, no, no. I'm all right.

-You've been staying in shape, huh?

-You know, hitting the bag a little.

-Attaboy.

-Thanks.

-There you go.

-Thank you.

All right.

Come on, have a seat. Have something to eat.

-Sit down, relax.

-I'm OK, Jackie.

Hey, listen, I got a few things to do.

All right.

Thanks.

All right. I'll be seeing you soon, Jackie.

Hey, good to see you, Brian.

I got the pizza. Here you go.

-Yes, pizza!

-Nice.

Here you go. Dig in.

Pay the gas bill. Pay it.

Where did you get this?

I went down to see Jackie about a job.

He lent me a few bucks.

Come on, dig in. What are you waiting for?

-Hey, Sean, how you doing, buddy?

-Pretty good.

All right, listen, Stace, he gave me a two-word answer!

KNOCK AT DOOR

I'll get it.

How is that?

Brian!

What's up?

Go be with the kids.

What? What's going on?

I just came by to welcome you back to the neighbourhood.

You got a warrant?

Why? You do something wrong?

Yeah, OK. Could you step outside, please?

Thanks.

Hey, don't come in my house without a reason.

Like I said, I just came to welcome you back.

Cute. I got it.

Hey, Jackie, did you talk to that guy?

'He says nothing's open right now. Hey, maybe in a month or two.'

All right, thanks.

Any luck?

Yeah, yeah. I'm going to go see him right now.

-Right now?

-Yeah.

All right.

Hey, Brian. How you doing?

-I'm all right. What's your name?

-Dave.

My little brother plays baseball with your son, Sean.

-He's a good player.

-Yeah, thanks.

-You work for the city?

-Yeah.

How's that?

-Not bad.

-How do you get a job like that?

-You remember Jimmy Kelly, right?

-Yeah.

He got me the job.

Otherwise I'd have to wait in line with 40,000 other people.

There's the boss. All right.

I gotta go buy him lunch to get him off my back.

Have a good day.

And that's my story of how I ended up at these meetings.

I'd like to thank you for letting me speak tonight.

APPLAUSE

And I'd like to end this meeting, as we do all of them,

with the Lord's Prayer, please.

And in the name of the Father and of the Son

and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

"Our Father who art in Heaven Hallowed be thy name..."

-All that praying and stuff threw me.

-Yeah, yeah, I know.

I felt the same way when I first came around.

I want you to trust me on this. For now, you just show up with me.

If you have trouble sitting through a meeting,

you just remember where you were.

hat always helped me. Come on. I'll give you a ride home.

Now, I'm going to try to find you some work.

Excuse me. You Jerry?

-Yeah. How you doing?

-My name's Brian.