Angelo Vitale:
The Leones and the Winter Hill Gang both know that they're dyin' out. They've been watchin' it happen for ten years, and the pressure between the two's just been buildin' and buildin' to this entire time. They have excuses for this war of theirs, but they're only that, excuses. Somewhere in their collective minds, they see that they're a dying breed. Men who live such as they do, by the fist and the knife and the gun? They aren't meant to quietly disappear. They'd rather die fighting, killed in a war with those who've been their worthy opponents for over a hundred years, Irish and Italian alike. They would rather go down shooting than simply fade away. They may not say it, they may not even know it, but this is exactly how they want it to end.
Molly Finn:
There's only one certainty in this line of business, of which you're both aware.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
I have a responsibility to protect my family. And when I mean my family I don't mean those illiterate fucks who I never wanted to end up with in the first place.
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
Fuck you! Who the fuck do you micks think you are? I work for Sergio the fuckin' director! I'm fuckin' untouchable! You wanna start a war? We'll fucking fuck you up!
Molly Finn:
We're the last of our kind. Southie, Charlestown, Dorchester, Winter Hill? They aren't ours anymore. But we can make one last stand. Talk to the others, whoever's left.
Sal Scorpino:
It's a sniper rifle in a basement!
Ed 'Zeppelin' Battimo:
So? Fuck you! Fuck- What- Who- It's big! It's large! Fuck you, asshole!
Fancy Dan Medici:
C'mon boys, step right in. Oh, and don't mind the smell. A rat died here a week ago and I've yet to find the little bastard.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
You hear that? That's the sound of shit hittin' pants!
Molly Finn:
Didn't see you at the wake last night.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
Yeah. I never thought I'd get sick of goin' to 'em.
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
[muttering] They ain't gonna do shit! They can't fucking touch me, I'm in the fucking mafia...
Ed 'Zeppelin' Battimo:
[arguing on phone while ordering Chinese food in background] We have to pay for delivery? What do they think I'm made of fucking money?
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
If that's what you'd call this.
Mickey 'Guns' Conlon:
Say it all goes down tomorrow, we got a 50/50 shot at comin' out alive. But even if we do, the Winter Hill Gang's gonna be so weak that we'll get bumped off by next fall by those Lithuanian fucks that've been movin' in on us, or those ex-KGB bastards that've been pourin' into fuckin' Allston!
Molly Finn:
Yeah, or the MS-13s. Or the Tongs. Or the Albanians. You know the way this business works. You've known since you were a fuckin' kid hearin' about the wars in the 60s.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
The Irish are almost as ballsy as they are stupid, almost.
Mikey Killeen:
Did you tip the cops off about my dogfighting ring?
Molly Finn:
Did you put the bomb in my car the day after the ceasefire was called?
Mikey Killeen:
That car was a piece of shit.
Molly Finn:
So was the bomb's timer.
Mikey Killeen:
[beat] Never liked dogfighting anyway. Dirty fuckin' business.
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
[sneering] Sheep-Shaggin' Sean?
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
Why the fuck does everyone call me that? It only happened once. Once! And I was totally wasted... that, and the sheep was totally shitfaced, alright? Alright.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
We're calling the Revolver.
Nick Leone:
Do you think we can afford him right now? He's the best triggerman in the country.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
It's not just our money that's at stake here. Call him. Pay him whatever he wants. Just turn him loose on the Irish and lay low till he's done with them.
Molly Finn:
Because even if we're gone, let's sure as hell make sure we're not forgotten.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
If protecting my family means killing a couple of drunk-ass south siders, I got no problem with that.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
Seems now, getting' shot don't really scare me much anymore.
Paddy O'Brien:
Tomorrow won't end well.
Molly Finn:
I wish we had never gone into this line of work.
[first lines]
Ed 'Zeppelin' Battimo:
Where the fuck did I put it?
Ace Aiello:
What?
Ed 'Zeppelin' Battimo:
My zippo. I go through more of these things than you'll fuckin' believe.
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
Beer, boobs and billiards. My kind of place.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
This is my city and you have no right to take it!
Angelo Vitale:
The guys in Philadelphia? Chicago, New York? As much as this bothers them, they're still laughing at you. They see you and those micks fighting to death over a city where you earn in a year what they do in less than a month.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
You three all know we're walkin' into today. You also know that all of us will not be walkin' out of it. I give you all enough credit just for showin' up here this mornin'. Are you all sure you wanna do this?
Paddy O'Brien:
Put a lid on it Sean, before you scare Stormin.
Dion 'Pints' Moran:
'Cause some worthless guinea named Jimmy somethin' acted like an ass in one of our pubs? For that, you're willin' to risk havin' a hand grenade tossed through your fuckin' window while your family's eatin' dinner? Is that worth getting' shot at while you're picking up your nephews from hockey?
Fancy Dan Medici:
Your numbers are so fuckin' off you're lucky I don't audit you, capis?
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
[duct taping bullet wounds] If you can't duct it, fuck it.
Mikey Killeen:
Save it, kid. Wouldn't want any of the yuppies to shit themselves and call the cops, now would we? I'm here on my business, and it don't concern you.
Nathan 'Noodles' McGee:
You don't have any business in Southie, we make sure of that.
Mikey Killeen:
Now if I were to tell that sheep-fucker that you're all content to call a boss that you were all threatening to break the ceasefire, what do you think he'll do?
Molly Finn:
They've always been our enemies, O'Brien. They've always lorded over us. They've used us like fucking pawns. It's about time they learn that we can't be fucked with.
Paddy O'Brien:
That's what we've been saying for the last seventy years.
Sam Buccerelli:
Well, don't need to worry about that asshole anymore.
Fancy Dan Medici:
Why, Zilioni find out about him and his sister?
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
Thank God for small favors.
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
Land's cheap down there. Just open up a couple of pahn shops.
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
Wait, did you say pawn shops or porn shops?
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
Pahn shops. You know, pahn shops.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
He said he seen some of the meanest guineas he'd ever seen in his life get off the train.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
[looks back towards dark bedroom before leaving into the night] I'm sorry, baby. Daddy's got work to do.
[Sheep bleats from bed]
Paddy O'Brien:
There's a weapon I have that I've wanted to use for some time now.
Molly Finn:
You can't seriously be talking about that musket.
Paddy O'Brien:
It's an original Fenian gun, used to kill our enemies for generation after generation. It'll be our good luck.
Martin 'Mackie' McGuinness:
Fuck that!
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
That be an order, ya stubborn bastard!
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
They don't care about the way things were.
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
They haven't opened up the books in two years, and they got lots'a guys waitin' to get in. Eddie's gonna get in long before you are.
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
You fucking kidding me? Ed isn't even all Italian!
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
Like that matters these days? You don't like it, go back to Hartford and work for dem Mexicans.
Fancy Dan Medici:
Computers don't do shit for me anyhow.
Stormin:
Jesus, Sean. You always have to screw with them first?
Sam Buccerelli:
This deal could make or break us, we gotta go through with it boss.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
Stupid troozin' wop bastard!
Bodyguard Bill:
[has a gun put to his head while lining up a billiards shot] Can I at least take the shot?
Bodyguard Bill:
[cuts to him being dragged outside into the alley] Get your hands off me, you fucking asshole!
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
The Irish picked him up, and they'll probably disappear him, at least after they finish asking him some pointed questions.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
There is no Scottish mafia, so I had to go for the next best thing, and the Russians are wankers.
Sal Scorpino:
[on the phone with his girlfriend] Listen, just don't wait up for me tonight, okay? Yeah...
Ed 'Zeppelin' Battimo:
Scorpino! Hey! Hey! C'mon! We gotta go!
Sal Scorpino:
I gotta go babe. I love you.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
Doorknobs are so... five minutes ago.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
Get on the horn. Call all of our boys. Tell 'em what's goin' on. Tell 'em to be ready.
Tony Lupino, Dealer:
[on the phone with handler] Call me in ten minutes. If you don't hear from me, you know what to do.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
I want enough guns and ammo to make Charlton Heston shite in his pants.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
You know that greasy fucking rat. You know he'd do anything to save his own skin.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
Get on the phone. Call all the capos and soldati. We need them to bring in every killer they've got. It's gonna be open season, so tell them to boost their personal security too.
Battlin' Connor Kilpatrick:
[standing next to Fiachra "Fry" McFly, both holding shotguns] Hey Carbone! This is from Molly Finn!
Johnny 'Apples' McPherson:
Well if it ain't Mikey Killeen!
Dion 'Pints' Moran:
Go back to Charlestown, ya fuckin' spide!
Molly Finn:
Can you think of anyone who's dropped out of school in the last couple years, might be on the dole?
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
Well, how's Belfast this time of year?
Stormin:
[belligerently storms out of pub, wearing scally cap] Hurry the fuck up. Where's my fucking hat?
Paddy O'Brien:
I'd better drive.
Tony Lupino, Dealer:
A backpack?
Silvio Manfredi:
Easy to carry, holds a lot, and looks innocent. These things are gonna be the next leather suitcase.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
Wops're gonna be out for our blood.
Molly Finn:
How about the kids on your street, the Fallon brothers?
Paddy O'Brien:
No.
Molly Finn:
No?
Paddy O'Brien:
They're too young. I don't want their deaths on me.
Molly Finn:
Look, we need every man we can get.
Angelo Vitale:
If you go back, that city will be your grave.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
At least all the yuppies have moved outta town. Never seen so many "for sale" signs go up so fast in my life.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
[wounded and crawling across floor] Had to be a week before me birthday!
Paddy O'Brien:
Molly Finn and the other sluggers are hitting targets all over Allston. Hopefully that'll keep the other wops distracted.
Big Al Tetricelli:
Judging by the fact that we had to kill that many people for you this morning, I'd say your control was shaky at best.
Mikey Killeen:
I've been my own boss for too long, Molly. Good luck, though. You're going to need heaps of it.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
Once New York has an opening, they'll take us over.
Mickey 'Guns' Conlon:
We had to do it, Murphy. We had to do it to protect the neighborhood.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
I don't even know if this is the same neighborhood anymore. Southie I know is half dead already.
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
How much do you pay him, ten bucks and a sandwich on Thursdays?
Jimmy 'The Weasel' Fratianno:
You got a fuckin' driver?
Dante 'The Devil' Ferraro:
Don't need a fuckin' driver. Don't need a car in this damn city.
Robert 'AIDS' Murphy:
Wop blew his fuckin' brains out. We tagged a bunch of their guys too. And we managed to steal a bunch of the Leone family's skag to boot.
Angelo Vitale:
You can have any city in New England you want instead, just get out of Boston.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
I can't do that.
Alphonse Machiavelli:
Get the Sinister Six and send them up by train. Boston's open for business.
Molly Finn:
I'll be sending you straight to hell on Easter Sunday.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
I'll be waiting for ya.
Mikey Killeen:
See you muckers around.
Sheep-Shaggin' Sean MacDoogle:
I shoulda been a fuckin' bus driver.
Sergio 'The Director' Leone:
We're gonna kill those Irish sons of bitches. We'll hunt them down. We'll kill them, their wives, their children, their whole family!
Martin 'Mackie' McGuinness:
Eh. He coulda been bullshittin' you guys ya know.
Molly Finn:
Oh no he stopped bullshittin' after about five seconds. That little fuckin' guinea didn't have the balls to stand up to an interrogation.
Fancy Dan Medici:
All in all, it's good economics boss.
Paddy O'Brien:
It's been a long few months for us, I know. We've lost a lot of relatives and friends. But tonight gentlemen, we'll finish this war.
Paddy O'Brien:
But what it's about at this point, God knows.
Mickey 'Guns' Conlon:
We lost thirty fucking guys in two months, and all you can say is you want more? These are guys you grew up with!复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
