1 www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2014 1 1 1 1 Man: DRIVER'S NAME IS ARTHUR SHEA. FORMER MEDFORD POLICE OFFICER. 57 YEARS OLD. SOON AS HIS PARTNER LEAVES WITH THE COAL BAG, ARTIE CRACKS THE "HERALD," AND HE DON'T LOOK UP TILL THE GUY GETS BACK. MARTY MACGUIRE, CUMMINS ARMORED COURIER. 5'10", 220, 52 YEARS OLD. PICKS UP EVERY WEDNESDAY AND FRIDAY AT EXACTLY 8:12. MAKES $110 A DAY. CARRIES A SIG 9... AND HE'S ABOUT TO GET ROBBED. WE'RE FUCKED IF WE SEE A HELICOPTER, WE'RE FUCKED IF WE SEE SWAT. WE SEE A CRUISER, STOP, TAKE OUT THE ENGINE BLOCKS, KEEP MOVING. NO ONE NEEDS TO GET HURT. NOW, THESE GUARDS LIKE TO TEST YOU, THOUGH. THEY WANT TO GET HURT FOR $10 AN HOUR, DON'T GET IN THE WAY. LET'S GO. (BEEPING) (GRUNTING AND SCREAMING) ALL RIGHT, NOW GET AWAY FROM THE COUNTER! GO, GO, GO! EVERYBODY AWAY! UP AGAINST THE WALL! YOU! AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER! GIVE ME THE FUCKIN' KEY! BACK UP, BACK UP! GO, GO! LOCK THE DOORS! LOCK THE DOORS! GET ON THE GROUND! GET ON THE GROUND! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS ON THE GROUND! MOVE! GO, GO, GO, GO! LET'S GO! LET'S MOVE! ON THE FLOOR! I NEED EVERYBODY'S BLACKBERRYS. EVERYBODY ON THE FUCKIN' FLOOR. SLIDE YOUR BLACKBERRYS UP FRONT. SLIDE THEM UP. LET'S GO! LET'S GO! BLACKBERRYS TO THE FRONT! SLIDE YOUR FUCKING PHONES UP. WHAT THE FUCK YOU LOOKIN' AT? TAKE YOUR SHOES OFF. HEY! LET'S GO! GET THE CASH DRAWERS! LET'S GO! COME ON. HANDS ON YOUR FUCKING BACK. TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES! BANK MANAGER, LET'S GO. GET UP. LET'S GO. GET UP, COME ON, GET UP! LET'S GO. NOT YOU. YOU. GET UP. LET'S GO. COME ON. GET OVER HERE. JESUS CHRIST, MAN! WHEN'S THE TIME LOCK SET FOR? 9:00. DON'T LIE TO US, IT'S 8:15. LISTEN, IT'S NOT YOUR MONEY. YOU UNDERSTAND? MM-HMM, MM-HMM. DON'T LIE TO US AGAIN. YEAH. HEY, SWEETHEART, IN THE CORNER. GET IN THE CORNER. YOU, TOO, BROTHER-MAN. (CLOCK TICKING) GO. GO. NO DISTRESS CALL. OPEN IT CLEAN. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY. DON'T STALL. I'M SORRY. THIS GUY A FUCKIN' FRIEND OF YOURS? (HEAVY BREATHING) LET'S GO! I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY. TAKE YOUR TIME, OK? BREATHE. GO. (EXHALES) (CLICKING) GET BACK! GET OUT OF THE WAY. (CLUNKING) (BEEPING) (KNOCK ON DOOR) FRONT DOOR. HELLO! FRONT DOOR! HEY, YOU GUYS OPEN? (KNOCK ON DOOR) (CLICKING) (HEAVY BREATHING) WE GOTTA GO. LET'S GO! LET'S BLEACH IT UP. WE GOTTA GO. LET'S BLEACH IT UP! COME ON, LET'S GO. WE GOTTA GO. HOLD IT. SILENT ALARM, THIS ADDRESS. WHO DID IT? LOOK, NOBODY DID ANYTHING. WHAT? HUH? WHAT'D YOU SAY? NOBODY DID ANYTHING. YOU PULL THE ALARM? NO. NO. DID YOU? I DIDN'T PULL ANY ALARM. WE WERE LEAVING, YOU MOTHERFUCKER! (SCREAMING) EASY, EASY. THAT'S ENOUGH. FUCK! YOU FUCKER. WE WERE OUT THE DOOR, YOU FUCK. LET'S GO. WHERE'S YOUR PURSE? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? THE COPS GET US WALLED IN, WE'RE GONNA NEED HER. SIT DOWN. GO. (TYRES SCREECHING) TAKE THE BIG BOULEVARD. YOU'RE GONNA BE OK. ALL RIGHT? NO ONE'S GONNA HURT YOU. (CHUCKLES) Able 2014 WHAT'S UP? BOOSTED A CITY WORK VAN, WHICH STILL HASN'T BEEN REPORTED STOLEN. HEH. PROBABLY TOO BUSY WORKIN'. THEY USED THE VAN TO SCREEN THE DOOR. BLEACHED THE ENTIRE PLACE FOR DNA. KILLS ALL THE CLOTHING FIBRE, SO WE CAN'T GET A MATCH. SILENT BELL CAME FROM CAGE NUMBER 2. ASSISTANT MANAGER'S AT BETH ISRAEL. OUR GUYS WAITED FOR THE TIME LOCK TO EXPIRE, THEN THEY HAD THE MANAGER OPEN SESAME. UNDER DURESS? I DON'T KNOW. (SIGHS) 10-FOOT STEEL SAFE. ONLY AS STRONG AS THE GUY WITH THE KEY. FOUND THE DYE PACKS AND THE TRACERS. (CELL PHONE RINGS) (BEEP!) FOUND THE VAN. TORCHED. WHERE IS IT? WHERE DO YOU THINK? (DOOR OPENS) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) Man: IS THAT WHERE WE ARE NOW? WHERE'S JEM? HE STOPPED ON THE WAY DOWN HERE TO LIGHT A COUPLE HOUSE FIRES, STICK UP A LIQUOR STORE, MAYBE? I DON'T KNOW. ARE WE TAKING HOSTAGES NOW? NO, WE'RE NOT TAKIN' HOSTAGES NOW. YOU GONNA TALK TO THIS FUCKIN' ASSHOLE? FOR ONE THING-- DOOR SQUEAKS HEY. SPEAK OF THE FUCKIN' DEVIL. YOU MADE IT. TAKE THE SCENIC ROUTE? WE GOT A PROBLEM. WHAT? WELL, LOOK. SO WHAT? WHAT'S A MATTER? LET ME SEE THAT THING. FUCK. OH, SHIT. YOU SEE THE FUCKIN' ADDRESS ON THAT? THIS BITCH LIVES 4 BLOCKS AWAY FROM HERE. YEAH, I KNOW WHERE WE ARE, GLOANS. FUCK! WE GONNA SEE THIS BITCH ON THE STREET EVERY DAY? SHE DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING. JESUS, ARE YOU SURE? TAKIN' HER FOR A RIDE DIDN'T HELP. YEAH. FUCK. ALL RIGHT. I'M GONNA HANDLE IT. HOW THE FUCK YOU GONNA HANDLE THIS? I'M GONNA STALK HER LIKE A FUCKIN' "A" CAR, AND WE'LL FIND OUT. FIND OUT WHAT? IF SHE NEEDS TO GET SCARED. SHE'S ALREADY SCARED. WELL, MAYBE NOT SCARED ENOUGH. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) THANKS, KATHY. MS. KEESEY. SPECIAL AGENT ADAM FRAWLEY, VIOLENT CRIMES AND ROBBERY. DEREK HERE IS GONNA TAKE SOME ELIMINATION PRINTS. I SEE YOU'VE GIVEN A PRELIMINARY STATEMENT, BUT I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT YOUR ABDUCTION. OK. I UNDERSTAND THEY THREATENED YOU. MM-HMM. ONE OF THEM TOOK MY LICENCE. DID YOU TRY TO ESCAPE AT ANY POINT? NO. IS THERE ANYTHING YOU CAN IDENTIFY ABOUT THESE MEN? ANYTHING YOU'D TESTIFY TO? I DIDN'T TRY TO ESCAPE BECAUSE THEY HAD GUNS. I UNDERSTAND. THEN THEY JUST LET YOU GO? YEAH. THEY JUST LET ME GO. THANKS. SHOULD I HAVE A LAWYER HERE? THIS ISN'T A VERY CIVIL LIBERTARIAN THING OF ME TO SAY, BUT ANYONE WHO LAWYERS UP IS GUILTY. I THINK YOU'RE ALL RIGHT. OK. WHEN SOMEONE ENDURES AN EXPERIENCE LIKE THIS, THERE ARE VERY OFTEN RESIDUAL EFFECTS. IT'S GONNA BE OK. YEAH... DID THEY SAY ANYTHING? "IF YOU TALK TO THE FBI, WE'LL COME TO YOUR HOUSE AND FUCK YOU AND KILL YOU." ARE YOU GONNA TAKE CARE OF IT? I'LL DO IT. WHY ARE YOU GONNA DO IT? 'CAUSE YOU'RE THE REASON WE'RE HAVING THIS CONVERSATION. YEAH, BUT I'M GONNA GET IT DONE. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA GET DONE? HUH? YOU'RE GONNA GET PICKED UP FOR INTIMIDATING A WITNESS. YOU WALK WITHIN 100 FEET OF HER, THAT'S 10 YEARS. OK? YOU GOT 2 STRIKES AGAINST YOU ALREADY. THEY'RE GONNA BURY YOU UNDER THE FUCKING JAIL. RIGHT. HOW MUCH MONEY'S IN THE SACK? WE GOT 90 A POP. MINUS WHAT I HAD TO SHAVE OFF FOR THE FLORIST. HEY, JEM, WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE ASSISTANT MANAGER? UH, YEAH. WELL, NEXT TIME SKELETOR COMES IN THE BANK WITH A-- AN AK, I THINK HE'S GONNA THINK TWICE ABOUT HITTIN' THAT ALARM, ISN'T HE? HE'S LUCKY HE JUST GOT TUNED UP. HEY, RUSTY. HOW YOU DOIN'? HEY, JEM. WHAT'S UP, BOY? ALL RIGHT, MAN. FERGIE. KID'S HERE. HEY, FERGIE. HERE YOU GO. HOW'S IT GOING, SON? ALL RIGHT. YOU RUN THAT UNDER THE SINK, ALL RIGHT? TRUST ME. ALL RIGHT. GOOD TO SEE YOU. TAKE IT EASY, MAN. GOOD TO SEE YOU. Frawley: WHERE ARE THEY? WHAT ARE THEY DOING RIGHT NOW? THEY GOT THE MONEY. NOW THEY HAVE TO CLEAN IT. CASINOS. TRACKS. MAYBE THEY MAKE A BIG DRUG BUY, FLIP IT ACROSS TOWN. THEY WANT TO GO CELEBRATE, RIGHT? BPD, DEA, I WANT TIPS, NAMES, WITNESSES, ANYTHING. WE'RE GONNA KNOCK ON SOME DOORS, SEE WHO WANTS TO HELP US OUT. ANY QUESTIONS? NO? GREAT. LET'S GO. (MUSIC PLAYING) Man: FUCKIN' NICEST KID. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) WHAT UP? HEY, THERE HE IS. WHAT'S GOING ON, GUYS? BOOM. WHAT'S UP? HEY, KRISTA'S HERE. OOH. (SIGHS) GO ON, TELL--TELL-- TELL THE STORY. DUGGY, SIT DOWN. I'M TRYIN' TO TELL THESE MOTHERFUCKERS ABOUT YOUR FATHER. THE FEDS WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND. THE GUY IS FACING 40 YEARS. THEY'RE GONNA GIVE HIM THE OPPORTUNITY TO WALK SCOT-FREE IF HE GIVES UP HIS FRIENDS. HE TELLS 'EM, "SUCK A DICK. GIMME THE 40." "FUCKIN' SUCK A DICK." YEAH, WELL, HERE'S TO BIG MAC. DOIN' HIS TIME LIKE A MAN. THAT'S RIGHT. LAST CREW IN CHARLESTOWN. LAST CREW IN CHARLESTOWN. I'M GONNA GET A TONIC, I GUESS. ALL RIGHT. AND GET ME AN UMBRELLA FOR MY BEER. LET ME GET A SHIRLEY TEMPLE WITH A EXTRA CHERRY, PLEASE. (LAUGHTER) POOR FUCKIN' SOBER BASTARD. (LAUGHTER) THANKS. NO PROBLEM. (SIGHS) HMM. JUICE? YEAH. JUICE. DO YOU WANT SOME SNAPPERS TO GO WITH THAT? HEY, DON'T FUCKIN'-- WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I WAS JUST PLAYIN'. FUCK. NOT IN MY DRINK. HEARD YOU GOT IN A FIGHT, KRIS. DO I LOOK LIKE I GOT IN A FIGHT? I DON'T KNOW, LET ME SEE. YOU PULL YOUR HOOP OUT? HMM, THAT'S RIGHT. FUCKIN' SOMALIAN STARTED TALKIN' SHIT WHEN I WAS WITH MY DAUGHTER. YOU WERE WITH SHYNE? ALL THEY SEE ARE YUPPIES OUT HERE. THEY THINK THERE'S NO MORE SERIOUS WHITE PEOPLE IN CHARLESTOWN. SO THEY CAN FUCKIN' TALK SHIT? NO. (SIGHS) WELL, DO YOU MISS IT? FUCKIN' COKE AND OXY AND ALL THAT SHIT? YEAH, I MISS IT. WE SMOKED IT TO THE FILTER, RIGHT? YOU KNOW WHAT I MISS? (HEAVY BREATHING AND MOANING) (MUMBLING) THERE YOU GO. THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, RIGHT? (MOANING) YEAH. IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT? (MOANING) OH, SAY YOU LOVE IT. (BOTH MOANING) AHH. OOH. GOODNIGHT. (DOOR CLOSES) (SIGHS) Woman: I'M GRATEFUL TO BE HERE TODAY. GROWING UP IN CHARLESTOWN IN--IN, UM, YOU KNOW, A SMALL-KNIT COMMUNITY, WE TOOK CARE OF EACH OTHER, AND WE WERE PROTECTED. Man: MY FRIENDS WERE REALLY LIKE MY FAMILY. Second Man: I'M ASHAMED OF A LOT OF THE THINGS I DONE WHEN I'M OUT THERE. YOU KNOW, I--I DON'T KNOW. I DON'T KNOW WHERE I LEARNED THESE THINGS. Woman: 7 YEARS WENT BY, AND I'D WATCH CHRISTMAS, BIRTHDAYS-- I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT MY SON LOOKED LIKE. Third Man: AND I'D MAKE A FAST BUCK IF WE HAD TO, THAT PROGRESSED, INTO, UH, GETTIN' ARRESTED, AND, UH... Fourth Man: THE STRUGGLE THAT YOU HAVE WITHIN YOURSELF, THE LOSS. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? THE--THE DISAPPOINTMENT IN YOURSELF. THE ANGER THAT TURNS INTO DISAPPOINTMENT. THE DESPAIR. Second Man: IT'S LIKE THE GUY SITTIN' AT THE BAR AND A PRIEST WALKS IN. PULLS UP A CHAIR. THE GUY SAYS, "HEY, WAIT A MINUTE." HE SAYS, "I HATE TO TELL YOU THIS. DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME, BUT I HAPPEN TO KNOW THERE'S NO GOD." THE PRIEST SAYS, "YEAH, HOW'S THAT?" THE GUY SAYS, UH, "I WAS AN EXPLORER IN THE NORTH POLE. "I GOT CAUGHT IN A BLINDING STORM ONCE. FREEZIN'. I WAS BLINDED. FREEZIN' TO DEATH. "AND I PRAYED, IF THERE'S A GOD, SAVE ME NOW. NOW, GOD DIDN'T COME." THE PRIEST SAYS, YOU KNOW, "HOW'S THAT?" HE SAYS, "YOU'RE ALIVE. HE MUST'VE SAVED YOU." HE SAYS, "NO. GOD NEVER SHOWED UP. "AN ESKIMO CAME ALONG. TOOK ME BACK TO HIS CAMP AND SAVED ME." THAT'S JANICE. SHE'S MY WIFE, AND SHE'S SITTIN' RIGHT THERE. SHE'S MY ESKIMO. (ENGINE STARTS) (RADIO PLAYING IN VIETNAMESE) HOW YA DOIN'? HEY. (SIGHS) SIGHS UH, EXCUSE ME? ARE YOU DOING LAUNDRY? HUH? JUST, UH... I JUST WONDERED IF YOU HAD ANY CHANGE. THE MACHINE IS OUT. CAN'T HELP YA. SORRY. OK. I CAN JUST, UH, HANG 'EM UP WHEN I GET HOME. (HEAVY SIGH) (HEAVY BREATHING) YOU ALL RIGHT? (CRYING) I'M FINE. I'M JUST-- ARE YOU SURE? (HEAVY BREATHING) YOU OK? (CRYING) MM-HMM. YEAH, I'M FINE. I'M FINE, THANK YOU. I'M FINE. YOU SURE? YEAH. WELL, THIS IS EMBARRASSING. NO, YOU GOT NOTHIN' TO BE EMBARRASSED FOR. MM-HMM. DO YOU NEED HELP? JUST HAVING A BAD WEEK. I UNDERSTAND. I LIKE TO HAVE A GOOD CRY AT THE NAIL SALON. (CHUCKLES) JUST OPEN RIGHT UP TO THE LADIES. THEY'RE VERY UNDERSTANDING. BUT, UH, YOU KNOW, YOU LIKE THE LAUNDROMAT, SO THAT'S FINE. (LAUGHING) HEY, WHY DON'T YOU LET ME BUY YOU A DRINK? MAKE UP FOR LETTIN' YOU DOWN WITH THE QUARTERS, I'LL, UH-- YOU KNOW, SEE IF WE CAN TURN YOUR WEEK AROUND. WHAT'S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN? Man: FBI! OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR! (GRUNTING AND YELLING) FUCKIN' COCKSUCKER! GET OFF HIM! (GRUNTING) UGH! (GRUNTING) (COUGHS) JESUS CHRIST, HENRY. OXY, GUNS? IT'S LIKE TOWNIE CHRISTMAS. MINIMUM FEDERAL SENTENCING, 10 YEARS. (WHISTLES SOFTLY) YOU'RE GONNA NEED A FRIEND. AND SHE AIN'T IT. GREAT GIRL, THOUGH. SHE REALLY LOVES YOU, I CAN TELL. GOOD NEWS FOR YOU IS YOU HAVE AN ALIBI FOR THE CAMBRIDGE JOB. THE GOOD NEWS FOR ME IS I BET YOU KNOW SOMETHIN' ABOUT IT. EVERYONE DOES TRUCKS. THESE GUYS BEAT THE ALARM FOR THE VAULT. YEAH? THAT'S WHAT I HEARD. A KID, HE GETS INTO THE--THE JUNCTION BOX. 1 THERE SHE IS. HEY. ALL SET? YES. YEAH. I SHOULD-A COME GET YOUR DOOR FOR YA, HUH? WHAT KIND OF A GUY LETS YOU OPEN YOUR OWN DOOR LIKE THAT? WHAT? I-I HAVE TO GET SOMETHING OUT THERE. OTH-OTHERWISE, I'LL BE PRETENDING TO LISTEN TO YOU ALL NIGHT WHEN REALLY I'M THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE. OK. UH, A FEW DAYS AGO, MY BANK WAS ROBBED. 4 MEN TOOK IT OVER AND OPENED THE SAFE. OH... THEY TOOK ME AS A HOSTAGE. UH, THEY BLINDFOLDED ME AND DROVE ME AROUND. AND THEN THEY STOPPED AND LET ME OUT OVER AT THE BEACH AND-- AND ONE OF THE GUYS TOLD ME TO--TO WALK UNTIL I FELT THE WATER ON MY TOES. IT WAS THE LONGEST WALK OF MY LIFE. I KEPT THINKING I'D STEP OFF A CLIFF. AND... AND THEN I FELT THE WATER. I'M SORRY. IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT. ANYWAY, THE FBI GUY TOLD ME IT WOULD FEEL LIKE I WAS IN MOURNING. FBI? YOU'RE WORKIN' WITH THE FBI? MM-HMM. (CHUCKLES) WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? A GUY COMES BY, CHECKS IN ON YOU, GIVES YOU A CALL, LIKE THAT? LIKE... PRETTY MUCH. THEY DON'T HAVE ANY SUSPECTS? ANY CLUES? ANY LEADS? ANYTHING LIKE THAT? I DON'T KNOW. NOT THAT THEY'VE TOLD ME. HE INTIMATED THAT THEY WERE SCOURING CHARLESTOWN, BUT THEY WERE WEARING MASKS, SO... SHIT. MM-HMM. I'M SURE I'D RECOGNISE THEIR VOICES IF I HEARD THEM AGAIN. I DON'T KNOW, MIGHT BE HARDER THAN YOU THINK. SO, WHAT DO YOU DO FOR WORK? BOSTON SAND AND GRAVEL. I BREAK ROCKS. PUNCH A TICKET AT THE END OF THE DAY, SLIDE DOWN THE BACK OF A BRONTOSAURUS LIKE FRED FLINTSTONE. CALL IT A NIGHT. (CHUCKLES) HEY, CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING? YOU SURE CAN. I VOLUNTEER AT THE BOYS AND GIRLS CLUB IN CHARLESTOWN AND-- OH, YEAH? YEAH. AND-- WELL, MOSTLY AS A KICKBALL PITCHER SINCE THEY HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO AFFORD ANY ICE FOR THE RINK. I KNOW, IT'S EMBARRASSING. CITY WON'T PUT ANY MONEY INTO THAT PLACE. YEAH, I KNOW. SOME OF THE KIDS WERE CALLING ME A-A "TOONIE." IT JUST MEANS A YUPPIE. SOMEONE WHO'S NOT FROM CHARLESTOWN, THAT'S ALL. OH. OF COURSE IT DOES. YEAH, THEY'RE JUST BEIN' PUNKS. AHEM. (SNIFFS) HEY, JEM. HOW'S IT GOIN'? HEY, B. CAN I HAVE A BEER? THANKS. OH, SHIT. WHAT UP? HOW YOU DOIN'? ALL RIGHT. SOX GOT ROCKED. (TV PLAYING) WHAT'S GOIN' ON? (INHALES, SIGHS) YOU, UH, CHECK ON THAT THING? WHAT? THE LICENCE. YEAH. AND? NOTHIN'. IT'S A DEAD END. WE'RE ALL SET. OH. SO NO NEED TO REMOVE HER FROM THE EQUATION? WHAT? YOU HEARD ME. WHAT ARE YOU, A TRIGGERMAN NOW? JUST LOOSE ENDS, KID. YOU'RE GONNA GET THE FUCKIN' ELECTRIC CHAIR BROUGHT BACK OVER TO CHARLESTOWN. DON'T BE SO GODDAMNED PANICKED, ALL RIGHT, DIG DUG? JUST, YOU KNOW, I DON'T WANNA GET BACK-DOORED, THAT'S ALL. WE'RE FINE, ALL RIGHT? ALL RIGHT. WE'RE FINE. OK. WE'RE FINE. THEY OBVIOUSLY KNOW HOW TO WORK THE BOX. BUT I LIKE THE WAY THEY ZAPPED THE BPT TO THE D-5 STATION. HOW DOES ONE LEARN HOW TO DO THAT? GET A JOB AT VERICOM. OK. THANK YOU. ALL RIGHT. LET'S SUBPOENA WORK LOGS, EMPLOYEE RECORDS. START WITH EVERYBODY WHO LIVES IN THE TOWN. GOT IT. Claire: I LIED TO THE FBI. WHAT? WHEN THE GUY ATTACKED DAVID, I COULD SEE THE BACK OF HIS NECK AND HE HAD A TATTOO. OF WHAT? IT WAS ONE OF THOSE FIGHTING IRISH TATTOOS. I'M AFRAID IF I REPORT IT, THEY'LL MAKE ME TESTIFY. WHAT DO YOU THINK I SHOULD DO? TELL THE FBI. IF THE GUY'S GOT A RECORD, AND I'M SURE HE DOES, THEY'LL HAVE HIS TATTOOS ON FILE. THEY'LL RING HIM UP THE NEXT DAY. ROBBERY, WEAPONS. HE'LL GET 30 YEARS. COURSE, THEY'LL WORRY SOMEONE'S GONNA COME LOOKIN' FOR THE WITNESS. THE FBI'LL PROBABLY WANT TO PUT YOU IN WITSEC, YOU KNOW, WITNESS SECURITY. YOU KNOW, THEY'LL PROBABLY PUT YOU SOMEWHERE, LIKE, YOU KNOW, IN, UH, CLEVELAND OR ARIZONA. YOU KNOW, SOMEWHERE SAFE. OR... YOU COULD WAIT. YOU HAVE A CARD. THERE'S NOTHIN' SAYS YOU GOTTA PLAY IT RIGHT AWAY. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S VULNERABLE IN THIS SITUATION RIGHT NOW. THE FBI ARE JUST PEOPLE LIKE ANYONE ELSE. THEY WANNA FIND A BAD GUY SO THEY CAN GO HOME AND NUKE THEIR SUPPER. YOU HAVE TO LOOK OUT FOR YOURSELF, CLAIRE. QUITE AN EXPERT. NOT REALLY. JUST... WATCH A LOT OF TV. (CHUCKLES) I WATCH A LOT OF "CSI." SO I'M A REALLY BIG EXPERT ON ALL THIS. I KNOW. AND "MIAMI CSI." AND "NEW YORK CSI." ALL THE--ALL OF 'EM, I WATCH. YOU'LL BE WELL-PREPARED. AND "BONES." DO WE, UH, DO WE KNOW EACH OTHER WELL ENOUGH FOR ME TO SAY THAT THIS TRUCK IS A LITTLE MUCH? HA. IT'S MY WORK TRUCK. IF YOU HAVE PROBLEMS WITH YOUR PRIUS, I CAN ALWAYS THROW IT IN THE BACK. HOW DID YOU HOW DID YOU KNOW I HAD A PRIUS? AH, TOOK A GUESS. YOU--- I MEAN, IT JUST SEEMED LIKE A-A TOONIE CAR. WHY, DO YOU REALLY HAVE A PRIUS? (CHUCKLES) YEAH. REALLY? I HAD A PRIUS. IT GOT VANDALISED, SO, OF COURSE... WHAT HAPPENED? DOESN'T MATTER. NOW I'M FORCED TO WALK A WALK A MILE THROUGH THE PROJECTS. THERE WERE THESE GUYS, AND THEY STARTED, YOU KNOW... WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT? I'M NOT SURE IF IT WAS THE SAME GUYS WHO TRASHED MY CAR, BUT- GUYS, WHAT? THEY STARTED GETTING, YOU KNOW, IT STARTED WITH YELLING WHEN I WALKED BY, AND THEN IT GOT REALLY AGGRESSIVE AND... DOIN'-- WHAT WERE THEY DOIN'? ONCE GLASS BOTTLES STARTED GETTING THROWN, I STARTED COMING TO TERMS WITH NOT BEING COOL ENOUGH TO WALK THROUGH THE PROJECTS. THEY THREW BOTTLES AT YOU? IT'S NOT--I'M--I'M FINE. I JUST HAVE TO, YOU KNOW, GO THE LONG WAY. THAT'S ALL. IT DOESN'T MATTER. YEAH. NO, YOU JUST HAVE TO LIVE WITH IT, I GUESS. YOU REMEMBER WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE? (TV PLAYING) I NEED YOUR HELP. I CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT IT IS, YOU CAN NEVER ASK ME ABOUT IT LATER, AND WE'RE GONNA HURT SOME PEOPLE. WHOSE CAR ARE WE GONNA TAKE? TOWNIE CREDIT CARD. YEAH. (MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE) (INDISTINCT CHATTER IN BACKGROUND) (POUNDING ON DOOR) WHO IS IT? OPEN UP. WHAT THE-- (GRUNTING) Doug: OH, SHIT, THAT HURTS, HUH? IS THAT YOUR THROWIN' HAND? IF YOU'RE STILL HERE IN A WEEK, WE'RE COMIN' BACK. LET'S GO, WE'RE DONE. (GROANING) HEY. WHAT'D YOU DO? HUH? I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKIN' ABOUT. THAT'S MY BROTHER RIGHT THERE. WHAT'D YOU DO TO GET HIM SO CRANKED UP, HUH? I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TALKIN' ABOUT. YOU DON'T KNOW? NO. HOW 'BOUT NOW? CHILL, CHILL, CHILL, MAN. CHILL. CHILL. NOW YOU KNOW? HEY, DON'T FUCKIN' TELL ME TO CHILL. THAT'S ENOUGH. WHAT'D YOU DO?! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU'RE TALKIN' ABOUT! NO? HUH? AAH! THERE GOES COLLEGE SOCCER. HEY, LOOK AT ME. SEE MY FACE? GO TELL THE COPS, ALL RIGHT? BUT JUST REMEMBER... I SEEN YOURS, TOO. FUCK. 1 I CAN'T BE UP THERE KILLIN' PEOPLE, MAN. HEY, YOU BROUGHT ME. DESMOND ELDEN? YEAH, WORKS FOR VERICOM. NEVER SEEN THE INSIDE OF A JAIL CELL. MOST OF THESE GUYS, THEY GOT NO-SHOW JOBS. THEY TAKE DOWN A TRUCK, FOREMAN GOES, "YEAH, GUY WAS HERE YESTERDAY." HE SHOWS US A FORGED TIMECARD. BUT THEY CAN'T PLAY THEM GAMES AT VERICOM, 'CAUSE IT'S A PUBLIC COMPANY. IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP, IT'S A RECORDED SICK DAY. AND DEZZY HERE, HE'S GOT SOME INTERESTING SICK DAYS. BANK BOSTON, CUMMINS ARMORED, ARLINGTON BRINKS, CAMBRIDGE MERCHANTS. (SIGHS) JESUS CHRIST. JESUS CHRIST. Claire: SO DO YOUR PARENTS STILL LIVE IN CHARLESTOWN? Doug: UH, NO, MY FATHER, UH... FINALLY MADE IT OUT TO THE SUBURBS. (CHUCKLES) WHAT ABOUT YOUR MOTHER? I COULDN'T TELL YA. SHE LEFT WHEN I WAS 6. WHAT HAPPENED? SHE LEFT. OH... OK. (SIGHS) (SIGHS) THIS SOUND WOKE ME UP. UH, AT FIRST I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS. SOUNDED LIKE AN ANIMAL THAT GOT TRAPPED. I NEVER HEARD A MAN CRY BEFORE. CAME DOWNSTAIRS IN MY UNDERWEAR. I SEE MY FATHER IN THE KITCHEN. THE FIRST THING I REMEMBER WAS THE ASHTRAY. MUST-A BEEN 100 CIGARETTES. ASH LIKE A LITTLE MOUNTAIN. HE STOPPED CRYIN'... WAS JUST SITTIN' THERE WATCHIN' TV ON A LITTLE BLACK-AND-WHITE. NO SOUND. I THINK HE JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO. HE LOOKED AT ME STANDIN' THERE IN THE DOORWAY IN MY UNDEROOS. HE SAID, "YOUR MOTHER LEFT. SHE'S NOT COMIN' BACK." JUST LIKE THAT. SMOKIN' CIGARETTES AND EATIN' A TV DINNER AT 6:00 IN THE MORNING. WE LOST OUR DOG THE YEAR BEFORE AND, UH... I WANTED TO MAKE THESE POSTERS... IN CASE MY MOTHER WAS LOST, SOMEONE COULD CALL US, LIKE THE GUY WHO FOUND OUR DOG. AHEM. TO THIS DAY MY FATHER WILL TELL YOU HE HELPED ME MAKE THEM POSTERS, BUT HE DIDN'T. HE SAT IN THE KITCHEN AND DRANK A CASE OF BEER WHILE I WENT OUT BY MYSELF ON SCHOOL STREET, ASKIN' PEOPLE IF THEY'D SEEN MY MOTHER. HER NAME WAS DORIS. MY GRANDMOTHER HAD A PLACE THAT'S A RESTAURANT IN TANGERINE, FLORIDA. SO I USED TO IMAGINE MAYBE THAT'S WHERE SHE WENT. THEN I CAME TO TERMS WITH THE FACT THAT... DOESN'T REALLY MATTER, YOU KNOW? WHEREVER SHE WENT, SHE HAD A GOOD REASON TO LEAVE HERE. SHE DIDN'T WANNA BE MY MOTHER ANYMORE... AND SHE... (CHUCKLING) SHE WASN'T COMING BACK. AND NOW YOU KNOW A LITTLE BIT ABOUT MY FAMILY, BUT I'M STILL NOT SHOWIN' YOU MY APARTMENT. (CHUCKLES) COME-- HOW BAD CAN IT BE? (RAP MUSIC PLAYING) (CHATTER AND LAUGHTER) (CLICK) (CLICK) (CLICK) DESMOND ELDEN. SYSTEMS TECH AT VERICOM, 22 YEARS OLD. (CLICK) ALBERT MAGLOAN. ONLY IN BOSTON IS A GUY NAMED ALBERT MAGLOAN. MR. MAGLOAN NEVER MET A CAR HE COULDN'T BOOST. THE KIND OF TALENTED INDIVIDUAL THAT CAN START YOUR CHEROKEE FOR YOU WHILE YOU'RE STILL LOOKING FOR YOUR KEYS. JAMES COUGHLIN. FATHER WAS KILLED IN PRISON, MOTHER DIED HIV. SHOT BRENDAN LEAHEY BY THE CEMETERY BEHIND MISHAWUM WHEN HE WAS 18. PLED IT OUT. WHEN THE JUDGE ASKED HIM WHY HE DID IT, HE SAID, "I DIDN'T LIKE THE KID." SERVED 9 YEARS FOR MANSLAUGHTER. THESE GUYS PLAN AND EXECUTE WITH SOPHISTICATION AND DISCIPLINE. AND THAT IS NOT OUR BOY COUGHLIN. WE THINK THE ARCHITECT IS THIS GUY-- COUGHLIN'S BEST FRIEND, DOUG MACRAY. LIVES IN THE SAME HOUSE, DATED COUGHLIN'S SISTER, WHO MOST LIKELY MULES FOR THE FLORIST, WHO USED TO EMPLOY MACRAY'S FATHER. YOU NEED A FUCKIN' VENN DIAGRAM FOR THESE PEOPLE. (LAUGHTER) MAC SR GOT LIFE FOR THE NASHUA JOB, WHICH MOST OF YOU SHOULD REMEMBER. HIJACKED A BREAD TRUCK UP TO NEW HAMPSHIRE, ONE OF THE GUARDS SAW HIS FACE, SO THEY EXECUTED BOTH OF THEM WITH THEIR OWN WEAPONS. BIG MAC'S LEGACY IS NOW NO "A" CAR DRIVER IS ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE CAB EVEN IF THERE'S A GUN TO HIS PARTNER'S HEAD. YOUNG MACRAY DID 8 MONTHS EASY FOR GOING OVER THE COUNTER AT A BAY BANK WITH A NAIL GUN AFTER HE WASHED OUT FROM PRO HOCKEY. PRO HOCKEY? YEAH, HE WAS A BIG DEAL FOR A MINUTE. GOT DRAFTED, WENT TO CAMP, AND HERE'S THE SHOCKER-- STARTED MAKIN' TROUBLE, FIGHTIN' WITH GUYS. DON'T THEY PAY YOU TO FIGHT IN HOCKEY? NOT THE GUYS ON YOUR OWN TEAM. (LAUGHTER) MACRAY CAME HOME, GOT INTO THE FAMILY BUSINESS. SAME SONG, GOT INTO OXYCONTIN. HOCKEY SHIP SAILED WITH THE NARCOTICS. NOW, WE ARE A LONG WAY AWAY FROM A GRAND JURY HERE, AND WE'LL NEVER GET 24-HOUR SURVEILLANCE, UNLESS ONE OF THESE IDIOTS CONVERTS TO ISLAM. SO WE BUILD THE CASE. ALL RIGHT, LET'S GET TO WORK. SO, I'VE BEEN TELLING ALL MY FRIENDS ABOUT YOU. YEAH. OH, YEAH? ALL GOOD, I HOPE. YEAH. OH, YEAH. THEY SAY, UH, THEY'RE OVERCOME WITH JEALOUSY. THEY JUST-- THEY CAN'T BELIEVE YOUR LUCK. YOU MOVED TO CHARLESTOWN, HOOKED UP WITH A- A ROCK-BREAKIN' TOWNIE. NO. THEY JUST-- (SIGHS) THEY JUST THINK IT'S A-A REBOUND. HMM. A REBOUND FROM WHAT, THE ROBBERY? UH-UH. I FEEL ESTRANGED FROM THEM SOMEHOW. WHAT? WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE THAT? MY BROTHER DIED ON A DAY LIKE THIS. WHEN WAS THIS? HE WAS LITTLE. HE HAD LYMPHOMA. SO NOW ON REALLY SUNNY DAYS, I ALWAYS THINK OF SOMEONE DYING. THAT'S WRONG, ISN'T IT? NO. I'M SURE HE'D BE GLAD YOU'RE THINKIN' ABOUT HIM. IT'S A GOOD DAY. I'M HAVIN' A GOOD TIME. GOOD. THEN YOU'LL MISS ME WHILE I'M GONE. (AIRPLANE DRONES) (IN GRUFF VOICE) MONEY, BITCH. (CHUCKLES) POP! WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOIN' HERE? HUH? NOTHIN'. "NOTHIN'?" WHAT'S THIS? WHO'RE YOU HERE WITH, HUH? NO ONE. BY MYSELF. LET'S GET OUTTA HERE. YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS IS YOURS? YEAH. YEAH? FUCKIN' HAWAIIAN PIZZA? COME ON, SIT DOWN. I JUST GOT HERE. LET'S HIT THE ROAD. I GOTTA GO. SIT--SIT THE FUCK DOWN. JUST SIT DOWN. HI. HI. HEY. CLAIRE. JEM. JIM? JEM. IT'S JUST JEM, YEAH. I'M A FRIEND OF THIS-- THIS LOSER RIGHT HERE. NICE TO MEET YOU. WELL, SIT DOWN-- SIT DOWN, RELAX. ALL RIGHT? AHEM. SO I SAW YOUR, UH... FUCKING AVALANCHE PARKED AROUND THE CORNER, SO... THE AVALANCHE? A TRUCK. FUCKING TRUCK. HIS WORK TRUCK RIGHT THERE. DUGGY'S QUITE THE WORKER. YEAH. SO HAVE YOU TWO KNOWN EACH OTHER A LONG TIME OR... SINCE WE WERE 6. WE'RE LIKE BROTHERS. RIGHT? BUT HE'S NEVER MENTIONED A WORD ABOUT YOU. THE SECRETS WITH THIS ONE, THOUGH, HUH? (CHUCKLES) (CHUCKLING) DID YOU SAY YOUR NAME WAS "JIM" OR "JEM"? AH... IT'S JI--JE-- WELL, IT'S BOTH, ACTUALLY. UM, TEACHERS, WHEN WE WERE GROWIN' UP, YOU KNOW, THEY USED TO ALWAYS SAY, "HEY, YOU CAN HAVE THIS ONE. HE'S A REAL GEM." SO I GUESS IT KINDA STUCK. WHATEVER, HUH? SO, WHAT DO YOU DO FOR YOURSELF THERE, CLAIRE? OH, I WORK AT A BANK. I'M A BANK MANAGER. YOU'RE A BANK MANAGER? SOUNDS FUN. WHAT BANK? UH, CAMBRIDGE MERCHANTS. JUST--JUST OVER THERE. CAMBRIDGE MERCHANTS. THAT--WAIT... THAT'S THE ONE THAT JUST GOT ROBBED, ISN'T IT? IT GOT ROBBED, YEAH. YEAH, YEAH. WOW. YEAH, I READ ABOUT THAT. IT'S CRAZY. HUH. SO THEN HOW IS IT THAT--THAT YOU TWO MET? UM... WE MET AT A LAUNDROMAT. (CHUCKLES) OK. LOVE AMONG THE BLEACH, RIGHT? HEY, IT HAPPENS MORE THAN YOU THINK. (CHUCKLES) UH... (CHUCKLES) HEY, CLAIRE, DON'T GET TOO USED TO YOUR LIFE OF LEISURE HERE. DUGGY HERE, HE'S--HE'S A-- HE'S A REAL WORKAHOLIC, YOU KNOW. HE'S ALWAYS TAKIN' HIS WORK HOME WITH HIM. DON'T YOU? ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT, BROTHER. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, ALL RIGHT? UH-HUH. BE GOOD. I'LL SEE YOU AT HOME. HEY, IT WAS NICE TO MEET YOU. YOU, TOO. (CHUCKLES) YEAH... WELL, I GUESS YOU HAVEN'T BEEN TELLING ALL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT ME. Your reward points can be a passport to travel, but when you try to use them, you may find they don't all go the distance. For example, the same number of membership rewards points from American Express that will get you to a ball game in LA... ..may only gets you part way with other cards. Just part of the altogether more rewarding service we deliver daily. American Express. WELL, I GUESS YOU HAVEN'T BEEN TELLING ALL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT ME. WHO YOU FOLLOWING, JEM? ME OR HER? I TOLD YA, I MADE THE AVALANCHE. YA GOT NOTHIN' TO WORRY ABOUT. IT'S ALL UNDER CONTROL. OH, SO YOU'RE TRYIN TO GET US JAMMED UP? IS THAT IT? YEAH, I'M TRYIN' TO GET YOU JAMMED UP. TELL ME YOU GOT A MOVE HERE, DUGGY. 'CAUSE THE ONLY WAY I SEE IT... IS YOU GOT SPRUNG LIKE A GODDAMN BEAR TRAP ON SOME TOONIE PUSSY, WHO HAPPENS TO BE THE ONE GODDAMN PERSON-- FUCK! THE ONE PERSON THAT CAN GIVE US TO THE FUCKIN' FEDS! CALM DOWN, ALL RIGHT? DON'T YOU THINK WE NEED TO BE SMART RIGHT NOW? SMART?! YEAH. LET'S START FUCKIN' ALL THE WITNESSES. ALL RIGHT? YEAH, I'M BLOWIN' THE ASSISTANT MANAGER. AM I SMART NOW? (SCOFFS) HUH? AND NO, I DIDN'T TELL THE OTHER GUYS, ONLY 'CAUSE THEY'D FLIP THE FUCK OUT. AND I WANT 'EM FUCKIN' READY FOR THE NEXT THING. I TOLD YOU, THE NEXT FUCKIN' THING'S NOT READY YET. THEN FUCKIN' MAKE IT READY. I DON'T LIKE THE GUARDS ON THE NEXT THING, ALL RIGHT? ONE KID IS LIKE FUCKIN' GI JOE. HE WEARS THE VEST ON THE OUTSIDE, TUCKS HIS PANTS INTO HIS FUCKIN' COMBAT BOOTS. THE TRUCK'S FUCKIN' WAIST-HIGH. WE'LL FIND ANOTHER TRUCK WITH A DRIVER WHO'S A FUCKIN' FAT KID WITH HIS FUCKIN' SHIT UNTUCKED WHO DON'T THINK HE'S SPECIAL FORCES. OH, YEAH? ALL RIGHT, I KNOW YOU'RE HAPPY IN FUCK CITY OVER THERE, BUT I WAITED 9 YEARS IN WALPOLE FOR YOU, MOTHERFUCKER. JUST 9 YEARS, THAT'S ALL. I'M DONE WAITIN'. THIS IS THE LAST ONE. WE'RE HITTIN' PAUSE AFTER THIS. WE GET PINCHED, REMEMBER WHOSE IDEA THIS WAS, OK? BE READY ON FRIDAY. (BUZZER) P.A.: VISITORS, STRAIGHT AHEAD. WHO YOU SEEIN'? STEPHEN MACRAY. (BUZZER) 12. RIGHT DOWN THERE. THANKS, LENNY. (BUZZER) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (SIGHS) YOU ALL RIGHT? I MEAN, EVERY TIME I COME UP HERE NOW, IT'S THE RED, UH, PAJAMAS. YOU STILL GETTIN' IN TROUBLE, DAD? HEY, YOU KNOW HOW IT IS. I CAN'T TAKE NO SHIT. UH, YOU'RE GETTIN' A LITTLE OLD FOR THAT BULLSHIT THOUGH, AREN'T YA? FUCKIN' SOUTHIE KIDS. THEY WANNA RUN EVERYTHING. LISTEN, YOU PUT A YEAR TOGETHER OF GOOD BEHAVIOUR AND GET YOUR POINTS DOWN, YOU GET CLASSED OUT OVER TO NORFOLK, DAD. NO ONE'S GONNA BOTHER YOU OVER THERE. NOBODY FIGHTS. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? THEY GOT FUCKIN' BEN AND JERRY'S ICE CREAM AND SHIT. YEAH, YEAH. WELL, SOME THINGS YOU GOTTA DEAL WITH YOURSELF, YOU KNOW? (SIGHS) ALL RIGHT. (SIGHS) I'M THINKIN' ABOUT, UM... TAKIN' A TRIP. GOIN' DARK FOR A MINUTE. TAKIN' HEAT? NAH, JUST MAKIN' A CHANGE. YEAH, DON'T TELL ME. "MAKIN' A CHANGE." EITHER YOU GOT HEAT OR YOU DON'T. I HEARD A BREAD TRUCK GOT DROPPED. OH, YEAH? I DIDN'T HEAR ABOUT IT. OK. Guard: YOU GOT 5 MINUTES! 5 MINUTES. YEAH. LET ME ASK YOU SOMETHIN'... IN CASE I DON'T SEE YOU AGAIN. (CHUCKLES) (CHUCKLES) HOW COME YOU NEVER, UM... HOW COME YOU NEVER LOOKED FOR HER? UH... LOOKED FOR WHO? (SCOFFS) FOR MA. FOR MY MOTHER. HOW COME YOU NEVER LOOKED FOR HER? AH... HOW COME YOU NEVER TRIED TO CALL NOBODY OR LOOK FOR HER OR ASK AROUND, YOU KNOW? (SIGHS) LOOK, WHEN YOUR MOTHER LEFT, YOU CRIED SO HARD YOU WERE THROWIN' UP. ALL OVER THE PARLOUR. SO I TOLD YOU IF YOU LOOKED AROUND, YOU MIGHT FIND HER. IT WAS TO GIVE YOU AN ACTIVITY. I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D CARRY IT LIKE A FUCKIN' DISEASE. (SCOFFS) WHAT, YOU WANNA THINK SHE WAS AN ANGEL? GO AHEAD. BUT LOOK OUT YOUR FRONT DOOR. HOW MANY 22-YEAR-OLD GIRLS ARE OUT THERE? THEY'RE FUCKIN' AROUND WITH KIDS THEY DON'T WANT AND, YOU KNOW, NO SENSE IN THEIR HEADS. AND YOUR MOTHER WASN'T NO DIFFERENT. THAT'S THE HARD TRUTH. I MADE MY PEACE WITH IT. YOU MAKE YOURS. I DIDN'T LOOK FOR HER BECAUSE THERE WAS NOTHIN' TO FIND. (SIGHING) LOOK, I GOTTA DIE 5 TIMES BEFORE I GET OUTTA HERE, BUT... I'LL SEE YA AGAIN. THIS SIDE OR THE OTHER. (SIGHS) (BUZZER) (INDISTINCT CHATTER AND YELLING) SO, I SAW YOUR PICTURE YESTERDAY. ARE YOU SURE IT WAS ME? YEAH, I'M PRETTY SURE. OH, YEAH. THE BOYS AND GIRLS CLUB? YEAH. IT WAS UNDER A "LOCAL HEROES" BANNER. YEAH. THEY GOT A REAL LOW STANDARD FOR WHO, UH, QUALIFIES ON THERE. APPARENTLY, YOU WERE DRAFTED. YEAH. I WAS, UH, I WAS SLOW. AND I COULDN'T SKATE BACKWARDS. THAT'S-- YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO SKATE BACKWARDS IN PRO HOCKEY. BUT I COULD SHOOT, YOU KNOW? I COULD HIT ANYTHING WITH A HOCKEY PUCK. BUT I GOT DRAFTED, AND I JUST DIDN'T DO WHAT IT TOOK TO MAKE THE TEAM. AND WHEN I GOT A SECOND CHANCE, I BLEW THAT, TOO. SO... THEY SENT ME HOME, AND THAT WAS IT. I LOOK AT THAT PICTURE, AND I SEE A 20-YEAR-OLD KID WHO THINKS HE'S, YOU KNOW, GOT IT ALL FIGURED OUT. RIGHT BEFORE HE'S ABOUT TO THROW IT ALL AWAY. HEY, I DON'T WANNA RUSH ANYTHING, BUT CAN WE GO INTO YOUR ROOM? 'CAUSE MY UNCLE THE BUS DRIVER LIVES RIGHT ACROSS THE WAY, AND HE CAN SEE RIGHT INTO THIS APARTMENT. YES. OK. (MOANING) (AIRPLANE DRONES) Radio: THEY WIN THE GAME IN OVERTIME. THEN YA FLIP IT OVER, THEN YA GO BACK TO FENWAY PARK, THEN YA GET ANOTHER GREAT ENDING TO ANOTHER... (SNIFFS) (CAR ALARM) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) UH, NOTHING APPEARS DISTURBED. UH... FOR THIS APARTMENT ANYWAY. Jem: WHERE THE FUCK'S THE TRUCK? THE, UH, CHEF LOCKED THE DOOR, BUT... WHAT HAPPENED TO 8:45? LATE IS WHAT HAPPENED. FUCKIN' DOUCHE BAG. Radio: THIS IS SIERRA 6-5-9-9-3-ZERO-ZERO. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) SAY YOUR PRAYERS. HERE WE GO. HERE WE GO. (HEAVY BREATHING) (TYRES SCREECHING) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (TYRES SCREECHING) GUN! UH! (WOMAN SCREAMING) DON'T MOVE! UH! Man: GET BACK! GET BACK! GET OUTTA THE WAY! (CAR ALARM) Radio: ANY UNITS IN THE AREA, GET TO 10-61 IN PROGRESS... THEY'RE CALLIN' OUT! FUCK. GET OUT HERE, ASSHOLE, I GOT YOUR FRIEND. ALL RIGHT. CALM DOWN. PUT YOUR GUN AWAY, ALL RIGHT? YOU'RE GONNA GET HURT. PUT THAT FUCKIN' GUN DOWN NOW! I GOT YOU, MOTHERFUCKER! ALL SCREAMING JESUS! YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED IN THE TRUCK, CUNT. DOWN! LET'S GO! (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED? GODDAMMIT, I FUCKIN' TOLD YOU! FUCKIN' SHUT THE FUCK UP, ALL RIGHT?! FUCKIN' KNEW IT. GODDAMMIT! ALL RIGHT, DRIVE. JUST TAKE IT EASY, ALL RIGHT? TAKE IT EASY. DRIVE SLOW. DRIVE NORMAL. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) SHIT. AH, FUCK! THEY MUST HAVE BEEN AROUND THE CORNER. (SIRENS) (TYRES SCREECHING) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (TYRES SCREECHING) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (SIRENS) (TYRES SCREECHING) DRIVER, TURN YOUR ENGINE OFF! HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM! (SIGHS) FUCK. SHUT THE ENGINE OFF NOW! PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR. (ALL SCREAMING) (SIRENS LOOP) HIT THE ENGINE BLOCK! GO, GO, GO, GO, GO! (TYRES SCREECHING) (SIRENS) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (TYRES SCREECHING) GO TO THE FUCKIN' SWITCH! (SIRENS) FUCK! (TYRES SCREECHING) HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, MOTHERFUCKER?! (TYRES SCREECHING) LET'S GO, LET'S GO! LET'S GO, LET'S GO! DUCK! GET DOWN NOW! GUNFIRE LET'S GO! (TYRES SCREECHING) (CELL PHONE RINGS) DINO. WHAT? CLOSE THE BRIDGE. WHAT? CLOSE THE FUCKIN' BRIDGE! (HORNS HONKING) (SIREN) (HORNS HONKING) Radio: ALPHA ONE-0-ONE, ALPHA 4-12, ALPHA 4-0-7, ARE ALL EN ROUTE TO THE NORTH END OF THE CHARLESTOWN BRIDGE. THEY'RE GOIN' FOR THE BRIDGE! (TYRES SCREECHING) (HORN HONKING) (HORNS HONKING) (SIREN) (HORNS HONKING) (TYRES SCREECHING) (HORNS HONKING) NOW THAT'S HOW YOU DRIVE A FUCKIN' CAR! (SIRENS) (TYRES SCREECHING) ALL THE DNA IN CHARLESTOWN. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (SIRENS) YOU PRINT THE INSIDE OF THE VAN? FRAWL, THE INSIDE OF THE VAN IS A VOLCANO. JUST FIND SOMETHING AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE SOMETHING THAT LOOKS LIKE A PRINT. WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH FOR A CONVICTION. FINE. BUT I NEED TO GET THEM IN A ROOM. 'CAUSE RIGHT NOW, THEY ARE BURNING THE MONEY BANDS AT SOME BULLSHIT SAFE HOUSE. ALL THEIR ALIBIS ARE PAID FOR A WEEK IN ADVANCE. WE'RE NOT GONNA PULL ANY DNA OFF OF THIS OR OFF THE SWITCH CAR. AND THAT, AS THEY SAY, IS THAT. THIS IS THE "NOT FUCKIN' AROUND" CREW. SO FIND ME SOMETHIN' THAT LOOKS LIKE A PRINT, SO I CAN GRAB ONE OF THESE ASSHOLES AND SHAKE THEIR TREE, BECAUSE THIS "NOT FUCKIN' AROUND" THING IS ABOUT TO GO BOTH WAYS. (SIRENS) TURN AROUND. GO AHEAD, JUST READ WHAT'S ON THE PAPER. AHEM. "COME HERE, GET ON THE GROUND, BEFORE I POP YOUR FUCKIN' TEETH OUT!" COME ON, READ IT. READ IT ALL. THERE'S ABOUT 5 THINGS THERE. UH... (EXHALES) WHAT THE FUCK IS IT WITH YOU GUYS IN CHARLESTOWN? DON'T THEY TEACH YOU HOW TO READ? COME ON, LET'S GO. THERE'S THINGS HERE. READ 'EM. UH, I DON'T WANNA READ THAT. THIS IS-- THIS SHIT, IT DOESN'T SOUND RIGHT. I'M NOT ASKING YOU. IT'S NOT A CHOICE. I'M NOT ASKING YOU, I'M TELLING YOU. READ THE PAGES, PLEASE. I'M TRYING TO MAKE THE SHIT SOUND FUCKIN' AUTHENTICIOUS. YOU GOT IT ALL FUCKED UP. AUTHEN-WHAT? (DOOR OPENS) THANKS. HEY, DUGGY. HOW ARE YOU? OH. HOW YOU DOIN'? LOCAL CRIME FIGHTER. WHAT'S HAPPENIN', DINO? I KNOW YOUR FATHER. YEAH. ME, TOO. GOT A FEW YEARS LEFT ON HIS BID. YEAH, ONE OR TWO. I HEAR THEY GOT TO THE OLD GUY. SPLIT HIM UP THE BACK. FUCKIN' ANIMALS. YOU'D THINK THEY'D GO AFTER A YOUNGER KID. I DON'T KNOW. MAKIN' A STATEMENT, I GUESS. TOWNIE CREWS AIN'T WHAT THEY USED TO BE. DORCHESTER, SOUTHIE... LOOKIN' TO MAKE A MOVE. MAYBE YOU CAN CHANGE ALL THAT WHEN YOU GET UP THERE. LET ME ASK YOU A QUESTION. WHAT DO YOU CALL A GUY WHO GROWS UP WITH A GROUP OF PEOPLE AND GETS TO KNOW ALL THEIR INTIMATE SECRETS AND STORIES OF THEIR LIVES 'CAUSE THEY TRUST HIM, AND THEN TURNS AROUND AND USE THOSE SECRETS AGAINST THEM AND PUT THOSE PEOPLE IN PRISON? YOU'D CALL HIM A RAT, RIGHT? YOU KNOW WHAT I CALL HIM? DINO THE DAGO. THOSE PEOPLE MADE YOU A PART OF THEIR COMMUNITY. WHAT DID THEY GET FOR IT? INSIDE OF THE FUCKIN' CAN. YOU KNOW WE LIFTED A PRINT OFF THE VAN? RIGHT? (DOOR OPENS) SPECIAL AGENT FRAWLEY, DOUGLAS MACRAY. YOU AND YOUR BOYS DIDN'T JUST... ROLL A STAR MARKET OVER IN MALDEN FOR A BOX OF QUARTERS. NO, YOU DECIDED TO BANG IT OUT IN THE NORTH END AT 9:00 IN THE MORNING WITH ASSAULT RIFLES. YOU FUCKIN' DUMMIES SHOT A GUARD. NOW YOU'RE LIKE A HALF-OFF SALE AT BIG AND TALL-- EVERY COP IS IN LINE. FORTUNATELY, THOUGH, FOR YOU, THIS GUARD, WHO IS 2/3 TO A RETARD, HAS MIRACULOUSLY CLUNG TO LIFE. NOW, IF IT WERE UP TO ME, AND THEY GAVE ME 2 MINUTES AND A WET TOWEL, I WOULD PERSONALLY ASPHYXIATE THIS HALF-WIT, SO WE COULD STRING YOU UP ON A FEDERAL M-ONE, AND END THIS STORY WITH A BAG ON YOUR HEAD AND A PARALYZING AGENT RUNNING THROUGH YOUR VEINS. THIS ISN'T FUCKING TOWNIE HOPSCOTCH ANYMORE, DOUG. BUT I DID WANT TO SAY ONE THING. YOU'RE HERE TODAY SO I COULD PERSONALLY TELL YOU THAT YOU ARE GOING TO DIE IN FEDERAL PRISON. AND SO ARE ALL YOUR FRIENDS. NO DEAL. NO COMPROMISE. AND WHEN THAT DAY COMES, WHEN YOU START TRYIN' TO BE MY HERO COLLABORATOR SO HARD THAT I HAVE TO SLAP YOU TO SHUT UP-- AND IT WILL COME-- DESPITE YOUR PITIABLE, MISGUIDED IRISH OMERTA, WHEN YOUR CODE OF SILENCE FINALLY GIVES WAY TO FEAR OF TRAFFICKING IN CIGARETTES TO PREVENT SEXUAL ENSLAVEMENT, I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT IT'S GONNA BE ME WHO TELLS YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. HEY, NEXT TIME YOU GUYS WANNA TAKE PICTURES OF ME, JUST CALL AHEAD. YOU KNOW, WE COULD DO BETTER THAN A BARBEQUE. A CALENDAR SHOOT. YOU KNOW? MAYBE TOPLESS, LUBED UP. WHATEVER YOU GUYS ARE INTO. FBI CAR ANTENNAS ARE 1/2 INCH MATTE BLACK, ABOUT 3/4 OF THE WAY DOWN THE REAR WINDSHIELD. STATIE ARE PIGTAILED, BPD, HALF AND HALF. EVERY PEEWEE IN THE TOWN KNOWS WHAT AN FBI REAR ANTENNA LOOKS LIKE. SO, IN THE FUTURE, IF YOU GUYS ARE GONNA TRY TO BE SLICK, BE SLICKER THAN A 6-YEAR-OLD. I GOTTA GET BACK TO WORK. CAN I GO? GOOD LUCK WITH THAT PRINT. (DOG BARKING IN BACKGROUND) (TELEPHONE RINGING) Woman: GOOD MORNING, CAMBRIDGE SAVINGS. CLAIRE KEESEY, PLEASE. SHE'S THE MANAGER. OH, SHE NO LONGER WORKS HERE. SINCE WHEN? FRIDAY. JUST GET THE WARRANT. LAND, CELL, EMAIL, FAX, SKYPE. THE WHOLE FUCKIN' THING. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU QUIT YOUR JOB AT THE BANK? I DON'T KNOW. WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME WHAT'S IN THE BOX. WHAT, THIS? MM-HMM.. ANYBODY, UH, CALL YOU, OR, UH, SAY ANYTHING TO YOU OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT? AFTER? MMM... NOPE. NO? WELL, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO? YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T KNOW. I CAN, UH, TEACH, VOLUNTEER FULL-TIME, AND... I HAVE A LITTLE SAVED. SO... WHAT IF I TOLD YOU I WAS GONNA QUIT MY JOB, TOO? WELL, THEN, I GUESS I'D HAVE COMPANY. MMM. WE'D DO IT TOGETHER. HERE. IT'S JUST A NECKLACE, THAT'S ALL. WHY DON'T WE GO, UH, GO AWAY TOGETHER? TAKE A TRIP FOR A MINUTE, YOU KNOW? SOMETHING LIKE THAT. YOU KNOW, JUST FUN. (SIGHS) DOUG... IS IT RIGHT? I TOOK-- TOOK ME FOREVER TRYIN' TO PICK IT OUT. ARGUING WITH THE LADY, AND-- IT'S BEAUTIFUL, BUT IT... AS LONG AS YOU DIDN'T, YOU KNOW, SELL YOUR TRUCK. NAH. SOMEONE TOOK OVER THE PAYMENTS. (CHUCKLES) YOU KNOW, PEOPLE GET UP EVERY DAY, TELL THEMSELVES THEY'RE GONNA CHANGE THEIR LIVES. THEY NEVER DO. I'M GONNA CHANGE MINE. WHY DON'T YOU DO IT WITH ME? OK. WELL, WHERE WOULD WE GO? COME WITH ME, I DON'T CARE. WE CAN GO WHEREVER YOU WANT. I MEAN, YOU KNOW. THERE'S THINGS... THERE'S A FEW THINGS YOU STILL DON'T KNOW ABOUT ME. UH... WHAT DO YOU MEAN? NOTHING. I'D JUST UNDERSTAND IF YOU HAVE SOME RESERVATIONS, YOU KNOW? BETWEEN THE KIND OF THINGS PEOPLE SAY ABOUT ME AND THE THINGS I'M NOT PROUD OF... DON'T LEAVE A LOT OF ROOM. I KNOW WHO YOU ARE. YOU DO? YEAH, I DO. YEAH. DOES THAT MEAN YOU WANT TO GO WITH ME? YEAH. LET'S START NOW. OK. FRAWL. WHAT IS IT? PHONE CONVERSATION BETWEEN CLAIRE KEESEY AND A BURNER CELL ABOUT AN HOUR AGO. SEE IF YOU CAN RECOGNISE THE VOICE. Doug: HEY, CAN I COME OVER? I WANT TO TALK TO YOU. Claire: YEAH. WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? SORRY, I GOT-- I GOT HELD UP. I'M COMING OVER FROM, UH, FROM MY PLACE. WILL YOU COME DOWN THE BACK AND LET ME IN? I HADN'T REALISE YOU LEFT YOUR JOB AT THE BANK. UH, OH, YEAH. YEAH. LAST WEEK. I'M SORRY, WAS I SUPPOSED TO NOTIFY SOMEONE? (CHUCKLES) FANCY. YEAH. IT WAS A GIFT. WE HAVE OUR SUSPECTS. I CAME BY TO SHARE THIS WITH YOU. JAMES COUGHLIN. ALBERT MAGLOAN. DESMOND ELDEN. PART OF A CREW THAT WE TIED INTO THE BANK JOB AT NORTH END AND AT LEAST 3 OTHER ARMORED CAR ROBBERIES. LOOK FAMILIAR? YOU OPENED THE SAFE FOR HIM. HE LEFT YOU UNHARMED, AND NOW THE TWO OF YOU ARE CARRYING ON A RELATIONSHIP ABOUT WHICH YOU LIED TO THE FBI. I WAS WRONG. AND YOU DO NEED A LAWYER. 1 SOMETHING WRONG WITH THE APARTMENT? NO. FLORIST. "FLORIST" WHAT? CAME THROUGH. OH, JESUS CHRIST. IT'S LARGE, DUGGY. IT'S LARGE. WE'RE SMOKED. PUNT IT. LOOK, PICK UP AN EXTRA GUY. ALL RIGHT? OR GO WITH 3 GUYS. OR FUCKIN' BE SMART AND BOOT IT. SO YOU'RE NOT GOING? NO. AND WHY'S THAT? 'CAUSE WE GOT A TON OF FUCKIN' HEAT ON US, FOR ONE THING. WE'LL PUT A MOVE ON, ALL RIGHT? WE'VE DONE IT 100 TIMES BEFORE. YOU KNOW WHAT? FORGET IT. DO WHAT YOU WANT TO DO. I'M DONE. WHAT? WHAT? I'M DONE. YOU'RE DONE? WHAT DOES IT SOUND LIKE? I DON'T KNOW. WHAT'S THAT-- WHAT'S THAT MEAN? WHAT THE FUCK YOU THINK IT MEANS? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN YOU'RE DONE? IT SOUNDS LIKE A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' BULLSHIT. LET ME PUT IT TO YOU THIS WAY-- I'M PUTTIN' THIS WHOLE FUCKIN' TOWN IN MY REARVIEW. OH. THERE'S PEOPLE I CAN'T LET YOU WALK AWAY FROM. WHAT? WHO? COME ON. ARE YOU SERIOUS, JIMMY? SHE'S NOT MY KID. DID SHE TELL YOU IT WAS? I MEAN, CUT IT OUT. ALL YOU GIVE A FUCK ABOUT IS COKE AND XBOX. NOW YOU'RE TRYIN' TO PLAY IT OFF LIKE YOU CARE ABOUT SHYNE? COME ON, NOW. YOU KNOW WHAT YOUR FUCKIN' PROBLEM IS? WHAT? YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN PEOPLE. UH-HUH. MR. FUCKIN' CLEAN. MR. FUCKIN' GODDAMN HIGH AND MIGHTY, RIGHT? YEP, I'M BETTER THAN ALL THESE PEOPLE. YOU'RE RIGHT. I'M BETTER THAN EVERYBODY IN THESE FUCKING PROJECTS. BUT YOU GREW UP RIGHT HERE. SAME RULES THAT I DID. WHO THE FUCK YOU THINK YOU ARE? YOU AREN'T "LETTING ME" OR NOT "LETTING ME" DO SHIT. ALL RIGHT? HERE'S A LITTLE FUCKIN' CHEAT SHEET FOR YOU. IT'S NEVER GONNA BE ME AND YOU AND YOUR SISTER AND SHYNE FUCKIN' PLAYING HOUSE UP THERE! ALL RIGHT? YOU GOT IT? GET THAT IN YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD! I'M TIRED OF YOUR ONE-WAY FUCKING BULLSHIT! IF YOU WANNA SEE ME AGAIN, COME DOWN AND VISIT ME IN FLORIDA. GO-- UH! (GRUNTING) CUNT. (GRUNTING) UHH! IN THE 3-0-2, FEDS HAVE ME DROPPIN' BRENDAN RIGHT HERE. I GOT HIM BACK ON TIBBETTS. FUCKIN' GUY RAN 100 YARDS WITH A BULLET IN HIS HEART, DUGGY. I MEAN, THE FUCKIN' GUY WAS-- THE FUCKIN' GUY SHOULDA RAN TRACK. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING? I DIDN'T ASK YOU TO DO THAT. YEAH, WELL, YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO, DUGGY. COME ON. THEY TOLD ME BRENDAN LEAHEY WAS COMIN' DOWN HERE TO ROLL UP ON YOU WITH A GLOCK 21. SO I CAME OVER HERE, AND I PUT HIM IN THE FUCKIN' GROUND. DID 9 YEARS FOR IT. NOW YOU DON'T GOTTA THANK ME, BUT YOU'RE NOT WALKIN' AWAY. I'M GRATEFUL FOR EVERYTHING YOU DONE FOR ME. YOUR FAMILY TOOK ME IN WHEN MY FATHER WENT AWAY. YOU'RE LIKE A BROTHER TO ME. BUT I'M LEAVING. YOU GONNA SHOOT ME? GO AHEAD. BUT YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO SHOOT ME IN THE BACK. DON'T GET UP. FRANK. HOW YOU DOIN', FERGIE? LISTEN, UH, I JUST WANTED TO STOP BY AND TELL YOU MYSELF, WHATEVER THIS THING IS YOU GOT GOING ON, UH, I THINK MY GUYS CAN HANDLE IT WITHOUT ME. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN? I WOULDN'T HIRE THEM WITHOUT YOU. AND I WOULDN'T HIRE YOU WITHOUT THEM. YOU'RE A UNIT. LOOK, WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, I DIDN'T COME HERE FOR A DEBATE. I'M NOT DOING IT. SO, YOU KNOW, WORK IT OUT HOWEVER YOU CAN, BUT I, UH.... CALM DOWN. OK? IT GOES AGAINST MY BETTER JUDGMENT, BUT... JUST OUT OF RESPECT, SMOOTH THINGS OVER, JUST TAKE THIS FOR IT, ALL RIGHT? IT'S NOT GONNA CUT IT. DO YOU THINK I'M GONNA PUT JOE FLIPPERHEAD ON THIS? YOU'RE GONNA DO WHAT I ASK. NOT GONNA CUT IT, HUH? OK. LET ME ASK YOU SOMETHING. WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? THE ONLY GUY IN CHARLESTOWN WITH A GUN? YOU GUYS RUN NUMBERS AND PUMP DOPE. YOU'RE AN OLD GUY WITH A FUCKED-UP FACE WHO DON'T KNOW HIS GLORY YEARS ARE BEHIND HIM. I AIN'T FUCKIN' WORKING FOR YOU. GOT IT? YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH THAT, I LIVE AT 551 BUNKER HILL STREET. STOP BY ANY TIME. YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME. YOU'RE GONNA DO THIS FOR ME, OR I'M GONNA CLIP YOUR NUTS, LIKE I CLIPPED YOUR DADDY'S. DON'T TALK ABOUT MY FATHER. SON, I KNEW YOUR DADDY. HE WORKED FOR ME FOR YEARS. YEARS. THEN HE WANTED HIS OWN THING. (SCOFFS) YOU PLAY THE HORSES? YOU KNOW, THEY EITHER GELD A HORSE WITH A KNIFE OR WITH THE CHEMICALS. WHEN YOUR DADDY SAID NO TO ME, I DID HIM THE CHEMICAL WAY. GAVE YOUR MOTHER A TASTE. PUT THE HOOK INTO HER. AH, SHE DOPED UP GOOD AND PROPER. HUNG HERSELF WITH A WIRE ON MALNEA CASS. AND YOU? RUNNIN' AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD, LOOKING FOR HER. YOUR DADDY DIDN'T HAVE THE HEART TO TELL HIS SON THAT HE WAS LOOKING FOR A SUICIDE DOPER WHO WAS NEVER COMING HOME. IF THERE'S A HEAVEN, SON, SHE AIN'T IN IT. OH... I HEAR YOU GOT A NICE, SWEET NEW GIRLFRIEND. LIVES ON THE PARK. I DON'T WANT TO SEND HER FUNERAL ARRANGEMENT TO YOUR HOUSE, BUT I WILL IF I HAVE TO. NOW I KNOW WHERE TO FIND YOU. CLAIRE! CLAIRE? (DOOR SQUEAKING) HEY. GET OUT. YOU OK? (WHISPERING) Get out. HOLD ON ONE SECOND. I HAVE THIS ON 911. ALL RIGHT, YOU NEED TO GIVE ME CHANCE TO EXPLAIN MYSELF FIRST. OK? NO. YOU HAD A CHANCE. WHO TALKED TO YOU? THE FBI, DOUG. YOU HAVE TO-- YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME. YOU HAVE TO LET ME EXPLAIN THIS. YOU UNDERSTAND? THERE'S A LOT GOING ON HERE, CLAIRE. WE-- YOU GO TO FUCKING HELL! FUCKING HELL. ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. (SOBBING) EASY, NOW. WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME? CLAIRE, I'M SORRY. OK? I WAS GONNA TELL YOU. I CAME OVER HERE THAT NIGHT TO TELL YOU. WHEN? WHAT, THE NIGHT YOU FUCKED ME? IS THAT YOUR THING? IT'S NOT ENOUGH TO TERRORISE SOMEONE, YOU HAVE TO-- YOU HAVE TO FUCK 'EM, TOO? LISTEN TO ME. CALM DOWN, OK? NO! NO! GET OUT. GET OUT! (SOBBING) YOU DON'T EVER LET ME SEE YOU AGAIN. NEVER, NEVER. (SOBBING) (ENGINE STARTS) ALL RIGHT. I'M IN. BUT IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO HER, IF I THINK ANYTHING MIGHT HAPPEN TO HER, I'M COMING BACK HERE. AND I'M GONNA KILL BOTH OF YOU IN YOUR OWN SHOP. HEY, CLAIRE? I JUST WANNA TALK TO YA, JUST-- FOR 2 MINUTES. OK? COME ON. CLAIRE, I WOULD NEVER HURT YOU. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WOULD-- DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME. ALL RIGHT. I'M SORRY. JUST... LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND, ALL RIGHT? I WILL NEVER LIE TO YOU AGAIN. REALLY? YES, I PROMISE YOU. ASK ME ANYTHING YOU WANT. I'LL TELL YA THE TRUTH. WHY? I WON'T BELIEVE YOU. YES, YOU WILL. WHY? 'CAUSE YOU'LL FUCKIN' HATE THE ANSWERS. (HEAVY SIGH) YOU KNEW I WAS THE MANAGER IN THE BANK, RIGHT? YEP. WERE YOU FOLLOWING ME? YES. HOW MANY BANKS HAVE YOU ROBBED? 6 TRUCKS, 2 BANKS. HAVE YOU EVER KILLED ANYONE? NO. THINK ABOUT IT. ALL RIGHT? I WILL NEVER LIE TO YOU, I WILL NEVER HURT YOU, AND IF I LOSE YOU, I WILL REGRET THAT FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. JUST... WAIT FOR ME. (CHILDREN LAUGHING IN BACKGROUND) YOU KNOW, IT'S FUNNY. I CAN SEE YOUR DADDIES' FACES IN YOU. ALL OF YOUSE. REMINDS ME I'M STILL IN THE RING. STILL TAKIN' THE PUNCHES. STILL AHEAD ON POINTS. NOW I HAVE A FELLOW ON THE INSIDE THERE. HE LIKES TO PLAY THE PONIES. HAS A GAMBLING SICKNESS. HE COULDN'T PICK A HORSE TO SAVE HIS FUCKIN' LIFE. BUT COURTESY OF THIS SICK MAN, I HAVE THIS. HMM? WELL, THE GANG'S ALL HERE. THERE'S ALWAYS A WEAK SPOT. WE JUST NEED TO FIND IT. THE CASH IS BROUGHT OUT AND STACKED 15 MINUTES BEFORE THE VAN DOES THE PICKUP. THAT IS WHEN YOU HIT. AND MONDAY MORNING, AFTER A 4-GAME STAND WITH NEW YORK, 60,000 BEERS, FOOD, MERCHANDISE, TOTAL HAUL-- 3 1/2 MILLION. TAKIN' DOWN THE CATHEDRAL OF BOSTON -- PRICELESS. 1 (CROWD CHEERING) HOW LONG YOU THINK IT'S GONNA TAKE RUSTY TO DUMP THE INSIDE MAN WHEN THIS THING'S OVER? WELL, HE SHOULDA PICKED BETTER HORSES. WHEW. THIS IS GONNA BE A MOTHERFUCKER. YOU KNOW THAT, RIGHT? WELL, IF IT WERE EASY, KID, EVERYBODY WOULD DO 'EM. TV: LINED INTO RIGHT FIELD. A BASE HIT. YOUKILIS IS HEADED FOR THIRD BASE. HEY, BOBBY. SNYDER DIGS IT OUT... WE SEEMED TO BE HAVING A BIT OF A STARING CONTEST OVER THERE. WHAT CAN I SAY? BOYS LIKE ME. I BET THEY DO. (CHUCKLES) WHAT ARE YOU DOIN' DOWN HERE? SLUMMIN'? I WORK FOR THE FBI. ME, TOO. (LAUGHS) WELL, YOU MUST BE NEW. HMM... (CHUCKLES) YOU'RE ALL RIGHT. DOESN'T MEAN YOU'RE GETTIN' FUCKED, THOUGH. YA GOTTA CHASE THE RABBIT IF YOU WANT THE TAIL. MY MOM TAUGHT ME THAT. YOU USED TO HANG AROUND WITH DOUG MACRAY A LITTLE BIT, HUH? HOW DO YOU KNOW DUGGY? WE SORT OF WORK TOGETHER. SAND AND GRAVEL? NO. NO, NO. YOU A PRETTY DECENT JUDGE OF SIZE? DEPENDS. SIZE OF WHAT? HOW BIG WOULD YOU SAY THAT IS? 6 INCHES? OVER OR UNDER? UNDER. WRONG. 6.14 INCHES EXACTLY. I KNOW EVERYTHING THERE IS TO KNOW ABOUT MONEY. THICKNESS -- 0.0043 INCHES. WEIGHT -- ABOUT ONE GRAM. WHICH IS INTERESTING, BECAUSE THAT MEANS THAT THIS $20 BILL ISN'T EVEN WORTH ITS OWN WEIGHT IN OXY. SO HOW DOES IT WORK? BARTENDER GETS A CALL, YOU PICK UP A PACKAGE AT POINT A, DELIVER IT TO POINT B, THE FLORIST GIVES YOU C? YOU'RE THINKIN' OF RUNNIN' OUT ON ME. (TSK) IT'S NOT THAT SIMPLE. 'CAUSE, YOU SEE... IF I START WAVIN' THIS AROUND IN HERE... (INHALES SHARPLY) BAD FOR YOU. I WANT A LAWYER. GOOD. GET ONE. I MEAN, IT'S ALL ABOUT PROTECTING YOURSELF, RIGHT? NOT EVEN YOURSELF. YOUR DAUGHTER. DON'T TALK ABOUT MY DAUGHTER. HOW LONG WERE YOU WITH MACRAY? ALL MY LIFE. IN ALL THOSE YEARS THAT YOU WERE TOGETHER... HOW MANY DIAMOND NECKLACES DID HE GIVE YOU? ALL RIGHT, THE TOOLS ARE SET. GOT OUR BODY ARMOUR. UH, YOU KNOW, THIS THING GOES RIGHT, COULD BE YOUR TURN TO STEP AWAY, TOO. YEAH, SURE. WHAT AM I GONNA DO, DUGGY? HUH? GO DOWN TO MARGARITAVILLE? DRINK ME HALF A YARD AND FALL OFF FUCKIN' BAR STOOLS? DO ME A FAVOUR. THE WEIGHT OF THIS THING... PACK A PARACHUTE AT LEAST. YOU KNOW THE FUNNIEST THING ABOUT BEIN' IN PRISON? GUYS PRETENDIN' THAT THEY WANNA GET OUT. I CAN'T DO ANY MORE TIME, DUGGY. SO IF WE GET JAMMED UP, WE'RE HOLDING COURT ON THE STREET. (SIRENS IN DISTANCE) (KNOCK ON DOOR) (DOOR OPENS) WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN' HERE, KRIS? I NEED TO TALK TO YOU. NOT A GREAT TIME, HON. I KNOW. YOU KNOW? OK. WELL, WHAT DO YOU WANT? HERE YOU GO. DEZ TOLD ME YOU WERE HERE. I WANNA SEE YOU BEFORE YOU GO. KRIS, YOU COULD DO 30 YEARS FOR WALKIN' IN THE DOOR, OK? DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT? FOR BEIN' HERE. YOU CAN'T BE BRINGIN' YOUR KID IN HERE, YOU GOT IT? YOU CAN'T STAY. I DON'T CARE. I DON'T WANNA STAY. I WANNA GO WITH YOU. (SIGHS) CHRIST. I WANNA CHANGE, TOO, DUGGY. WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I CHANGE? I COULD BE A DIFFERENT PERSON. JESUS CHRIST. YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO. I'LL BE WHOEVER YOU WANT ME TO BE. I'M LEAVIN' WITH SOMEBODY ELSE. OH, YEAH? (SNIFFS) YEAH. (SNIFFS) WHY ISN'T SHE HERE, THEN? (SIGHS) HUH? WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO TELL YOU? SHE'S GOIN' AWAY WITH YOU. WHY ISN'T SHE HERE? WHERE IS SHE? SHE'S NOT HERE. SUCH A TRASHY LITTLE FUCK PAD! TAKE IT EASY. AFTER A TIFFANY NECKLACE, I THOUGHT A ROOM AT THE RITZ. HUH? WHAT'D YOU SAY? WHE-WHERE DID YOU HEAR THAT? WHERE DID YOU HEAR ABOUT A NECKLACE? A LITTLE BIRD. FUCKIN' SMARTASS! WHO TOLD YOU THAT? ANSWER ME. (BABY CRYING) WHO TOLD YOU ABOUT A NECKLACE?! NOT A FUCKING JOKE, KRISTA! I KNOW YOU'D RATHER SEE A ROPE AROUND MY NECK! YOU'RE GETTIN' THE FUCK OUTTA HERE. LET'S GO. COME HERE, HONEY. COME HERE, SWEETHEART. I KNOW, IT'S GONNA BE OK. IT'S ALL RIGHT. WE'RE COMIN' WITH YOU. YOU'RE GETTIN' OUTTA HERE. DUGGY, WE'RE FUCKIN' COMIN' WITH YOU. (BABY CRIES) IT'S TIME TO GO. OK? HERE WE GO. (BABY CRIES) TIME TO GO, SWEETHEART. OK? LET'S GO, KRISTA. I'M NOT LEAVING HERE. TAKE THE KID HOME. I'M NOT FUCKIN' LEAVING HERE. GET THE FUCK OFF ME! I CAN WALK MYSELF. DON'T YOU SAY NO TO ME! (INDISTINCT CHATTER) I'LL TAKE THIS. HEY. WILL YOU QUIT FUCKIN' DOIN' THAT? YOU'RE MAKIN' ME NERVOUS. (SCHOOL BELL RINGS) (CHILDREN SHOUTING) YEAH, WE GOT A DWI OVER HERE, ONE CAR. COUGHLIN, KRISTINA. SHE HAD A KID WITH HER. THE MOTHER'S AT MASS GENERAL. SHE WANTED ME TO CALL YOU. ALL RIGHT, YEAH. I'LL BE RIGHT THERE. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) OFFICER. YEAH. LET'S GO. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) DOWN HERE. THERE'S THE DOOR. AND REMEMBER, YOU NEVER FUCKIN' SAW ME. OK. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) P.A.: DR. FORREST, DIAL 112, PLEASE. DR. FORREST, PLEASE DIAL 112. HERE HE IS, MR. 6 INCHES. WHAT HAPPENED? YOU'RE A CRIME-STOPPER, FIGURE IT THE FUCK OUT. (CHUCKLES) SWEETHEART. I KNOW YOU HAVE OXYCODONE, COCAINE, AND ALCOHOL IN YOUR SYSTEM. I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE 5 CARS REGISTERED IN YOUR NAME. AND I KNOW RIGHT NOW, YOUR DAUGHTER IS SITTING IN THE BACK OF A STATE VAN, BEING DRIVEN BY A STRANGER TO THE DEPARTMENT OF SOCIAL SERVICES. SO HOW LONG YOU WANNA DO THIS? I'M A PERSON, YOU KNOW? YEAH, YOU'RE A PERSON WHO'S GONNA NEED A PLEA AGREEMENT IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE YOUR KID AGAIN. WHY IS IT ALWAYS I'M THE ONE WHO'S GETTIN' USED? WHAT DO YOU HAVE? (SNIFFS) KNOWIN' JUST THAT, UH... (SNIFFS)... DUGGY'S GOING AWAY AFTER. WAIT, WHAT AFTER? AFTER WHAT? KRISTA, I NEED YOU TO BE SMART HERE. THIS COULD BE A BIG MOMENT FOR SHYNE. MAKE A HUGE DIFFERENCE IN HER LIFE. (SOBBING) WE CAN HELP YOU, SWEETHEART. (SAW WHIRRS) (GRUNTS) YOU THERE? I'M HERE. ALL SET. OK. GO AHEAD. WHO CALLED 911? YOU THE GUYS WHO CALLED 911? NO ONE FROM HERE CALLED. NAH, WE DIDN'T-- IT WASN'T US. WE GOT A 911 CALL. ROBBERY, GUYS. COME ON. YOU SAID A ROBBERY? YEAH. A CALL SAYING YOU'RE BEING HELD UP. I-- LET ME-- LET ME CALL MIKE. WE JUST WALKED PAST MIKE. HE LET US IN. HEY, LOOK, GUYS. WE GOT A DISTRESS CALL. ALL RIGHT? SO, WHO MADE THE CALL? NOBODY CALLED FROM HERE. SO-- NO ONE CALLED? WHAT ARE WE DOIN' HERE? HOLD ON. WHERE'S MIKE? I JUST TOLD YOU WHERE MIKE WAS. CAN YOU BOYS SEE ALL RIGHT? SHOULDN'T YA... HUH? LISTEN, YOU FUCKIN' SMARTASS! FOR OUR SAFETY, FOR EVERYONE'S SAFETY HERE, WE NEED TO SEE YOUR IDs, ALL RIGHT? GUYS, GUYS, HOLD UP. WE BEEN HERE ALL MORNING. TAKE IT EASY. MY PARTNER ASKED FOR YOUR ID. ALL RIGHT? WE DON'T KNOW YOU. TILL WE IDENTIFY ALL THE PARTIES INVOLVED HERE, WE'RE GONNA NEED SOME IDs, AND WE'RE GONNA NEED TO SEE EVERYONE ON THE GROUND RIGHT NOW! WHOA, WHOA. HOLD ON. HOLD ON. GET YOUR HAND OFF YOUR WEAPON. HEY, HEY, RELAX! TED! HEY! (ALL YELLING AT ONCE) GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND! GET ON THE GROUND! GET ON THE GROUND! GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND. GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND. HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK. FACE DOWN. BEHIND YOUR BACK. COME ON. GET YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK. HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK. LET'S GO! LET'S GO. TAKE IT EASY. FUCK! BACK. IN THE CASH ROOM -- ARNOLD WASHTON! YOU LIVE AT 311 HAZER STREET IN QUINCY WITH A WIFE NAMED LINDA AND 3 SMALL DOGS. DO NOT MAKE A DISTRESS CALL. ALSO IN THE CASH ROOM -- MORTON PREVITT. YOU LIVE AT 27 COUNTING LANE, RANDOLPH. WIFE, ALSO LINDA. MORTON, THE LINDAS WANT YOU TO OPEN THIS DOOR. WE HAVE MEN OUTSIDE YOUR HOMES. (BUZZER) BACK UP. BACK UP. YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET OUTTA HERE? I GOT FRIENDS THAT ARE GUARDS AT WALPOLE. THEY'LL MAKE YOUR LIVES RIP-ASS HELL. DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT IT, OLD-TIMER. NO ONE'S GOIN' TO PRISON. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) Radio: LEAST FROM THE-- FROM THE FAN BASE WHEN THE RED SOX WIN. WHEN THE RED SOX WIN IN EXTRA INNINGS AND EVERYBODY CAN GO HOME HAPPY... UH, AND--AND THEY'RE SINGIN' "DIRTY WATER"... HOW YOU DOIN'? FUCKIN' BEAUTIFUL. (GROANS) COME ON. LAST MOTHERFUCKER WHO ROBBED THE RED SOX LIKE THIS WAS JACK CLARK. Man: LET ME GO. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) LOOKED AROUND THE BLOCK. THERE'S NO CARS, NO VANS AROUND. NOTHIN'. MAYBE WE'RE TOO EARLY. OR TOO LATE. GUYS, LET'S GO. I WANT THIS STREET CLEAR. COME ON, GET THESE PEOPLE OUTTA HERE. LET'S GO! SIR, WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO HAIL THE SECURITY FOR THE CASH ROOM. WE'RE NOT GETTIN' A RESPONSE. OK, LET'S GO. LET'S GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE. COME ON. OH. (GUNFIRE) (INDISTINCT CHATTER) LET'S GO, LET'S GO. (GUNFIRE) WHAT THE FUCK?! LET'S GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! (INDISTINCT CHATTER) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) THAT'S US INSIDE. GO! GO! (GUNSHOTS) FUCKERS! (GUNSHOTS) (SCREAMING) GLOANS! (GROANING) YOU ALL RIGHT? HE'S ALL RIGHT. THEY JUST GOT THE VEST. (GUNSHOTS) YO, DEZ! GET THE PLUNGER! (BUZZER) (TYRES SCREECHING) SHUT IT! DEZ! COME ON, COME ON. THEY LOOK LIKE EMTs. I COUNT FOUR. MAYBE ONE DOWN. GO. LET'S GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! THERE'S A MILLION FUCKIN' COPS OUT THERE. COVER YOUR EARS! (BOOM!) (SLIGHT RINGING) NO! ALL RIGHT, GO, GO, GO. FUCK YOU! (GUNSHOTS) (GRUNTING) MOVE DOWN. GET THEM THE FUCK OUTTA HERE. MEET ME AT THE FUCKIN' SWITCH! (PANTS) THEY AIN'T LOOKING FOR FUCKIN' COPS. I'M GONNA ROLL OUT THE FRONT, THE TWO OF YOUSE BEAT IT OUT THE SIDE IN THE FUCKIN' COP UNIFORMS. THE WHOLE FUCKIN' FORCE IS OUT THERE, KID. YOU KNOW I CAN TAKE A PINCH. DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT. I'LL ONLY GIVE 'EM YOUR FIRST NAME. (SIREN) UH! (YELLING) UGH! AAH! (TYRES SCREECHING) CLEAR! HEY, GO! MOVE, MOVE! HEY, DON'T MOVE! DON'T MOVE! PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN! FUCK YOU! BOSTON PD. YO, COMIN' THROUGH! STAND DOWN. STAND DOWN. SEE YOU IN FLORIDA, KID. SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET BACK. ALL RIGHT, GUYS, LET'S BACK UP! FEDS GOT THIS. HEY! HEY! BPD NEED TO FUCK OFF! WHAT ARE YOU DOIN'? IT'S AN FBI CRIME SCENE. DON'T PUT YOUR FUCKIN' HAND UP TO ME. GO! JURISDICTION, GUYS. WALK AWAY. THAT'S MY KILL. (SIREN) I DON'T KNOW IF WE'RE DEALING WITH SOME HIGH LEVEL OF FUCKIN' GENIUS HERE WITH SECURITY, BUT SECURITY'S SAYING THEY GOT HIT BY COPS. COPS? YEAH. 2 COPS, THEY SAID. (SIREN) HOLD UP. WHERE YOU GOING? PULL UP HERE. OFFICER, CAN YOU HOLD UP A MINUTE? VISUAL ON COUGHLIN, HEADING SOUTH TOWARD BOYLSTON. HOTEL PARKING LOT ON VAN NESS. HE'S DRESSED AS BPD. Radio: COPY. OFFICER. COUGHLIN. (GUNSHOTS) (SIRENS) (PANTING AND GRUNTING) (SIRENS) (TYRES SCREECHING) (HORNS HONKING) DROP YOUR WEAPON! (YELLING AND SCREAMING) UH! MOVE! MOVE! (GRUNTING) AAH! (GRUNTING) (GRUNTS, PANTS) COUGHLIN! THROW DOWN YOUR WEAPON! FUCK YOU! COME ON, JIMMY. LET ME SEE THOSE HANDS, RIGHT NOW! FUCK YOU! (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) YEAH, MOVE, MOVE! YOU GOT 30 SECONDS, ASSHOLE! Radio: DODGER TEAM B IS IN POSITION. (GRUNTING) (PANTS) OK! I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER! (GUNSHOTS) (GUNSHOTS RING) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) RUSTY, SOMETHING WENT WRONG. COME HERE. (GUNSHOT) FERGIE. PRICK. (GUNSHOTS) CRASH! FERGIE... REMEMBER WHO CLIPPED YOUR NUTS FOR YOU. (GUNSHOT) UH, I CAME IN HOT AND SAW THE SUSPECT RUNNIN' ACROSS THE STREET WITH A TEC-9. I LIT UP THE TYRES, I JUMPED OUT OF THE CRUISER, ENGAGED THE SUSPECT IN, UH, GUNFIRE. LIKE YOUR WIFE SAID, JUST TELL IT LIKE IT-- SO THAT'S WHEN YOU GET OUT OF YOUR CRUISER. AT THAT POINT, I FIRED, STRUCK THE SUSPECT AT LEAST ONCE OR TWICE. HEY. Radio: MULTIPLE VICTIMS DOWN. LOCATION'S 529 MAIN STREET, CHARLESTOWN. UNIFORMED OFFICERS ON THE SCENE... HEY, BOBBY, BOBBY, WHAT HAPPENED? SOMEBODY GOT FERGIE. JESUS CHRIST, THAT'S GOTTA BE MACRAY. (PHONE RINGS) Doug: CLAIRE. IT'S ME. (SNIFFS) ARE YOU OK? I'M FINE. I KNOW-- BUT I'M OK. I'M ALL RIGHT. CLAIRE, I WANNA MEET YOU. IT'S GOTTA BE SOON. I DON'T HAVE A LOT OF TIME. HAVE YOU... CAN YOU MEET ME? CLAIRE, PLEASE. I NEED TO KNOW. I GOTTA GO. CAN YOU COME HERE? YOU WANT ME TO COME WHERE YOU ARE NOW? MM-HMM. I DON'T THINK THAT'S A GOOD IDEA FOR ME. WHY? (SIGHS) WHAT IF THERE ARE POLICE THERE? THERE'S NO ONE HERE. (SIGHS) ALL RIGHT, WELL, IF YOU THINK I SHOULD PROBABLY COME BY THERE, THEN... I GUESS THAT'S WHAT I'LL DO. YEAH. OK. CLAIRE, LISTEN, I'M-- LISTEN. LISTEN TO ME. I'M SORRY, OK? I'M SORRY FOR WHAT I DID TO YOU. REMEMBER THAT. COME DOWN IN THE BACK AND LET ME IN IN ABOUT AN HOUR. ALL RIGHT? (SIGHS) I'LL SEE YOU. WAIT, DOUG? DOUG? YEAH? I WANT YOU TO COME. I REALLY WANT-- I REALLY WANT TO SEE YOU. IT'LL BE JUST LIKE ONE OF MY SUNNY DAYS. MM-HMM. WELL, UH... I'M ON MY WAY, THEN. BYE. GOODBYE, CLAIRE. (BEEP!) ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, I'D SAY WE'VE DONE OUR PART HERE, HUH? UH, YOU KNOW WHAT? NOT NOW. NOW, I KNOW HE SAYS HE'S COMING, BUT I WANT PEOPLE AT LOGAN, SOUTH STATION, DOWNTOWN, GREYHOUND, SUBWAY, EVERYTHING. NOW. THE CITY'S COVERED. GOOD. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) SIR, WE NEED YOU TO STAY OFF THE STREET. JUST GOING TO WORK. NO PROBLEM. (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) HOW LONG? 40 MINUTES. ALLEYWAY CLEAR? YES, SIR. (BUZZER) (POLICE RADIO CHATTER) (BELL CHIMING) "MY SUNNY DAYS." (CHUCKLES) YOU KNOW, CLAIRE, WE ARE A NATIONAL ORGANISATION. ALL RIGHT, BOYS, LET'S PACK IT UP. HE AIN'T COMING. LET'S GET THE DESCRIPTION OUT. LET'S GO. WE KNOW WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE. LET'S GO FIND HIM. ALL RIGHT. YOU GOOD? HEY, BEST POSSIBLE OUTCOME, YOU KNOW? WELL DONE. (HORN BLASTING) P.A.: ALL ABOARD. AMTRAK ACELA, NUMBER 93. ALL POINTS SOUTH. (HELICOPTER ROTOR WHIRRS) IT'S FOR YOU. (ENGINE STARTS) Doug: CLAIRE, TAKE THIS. YOU'LL DO BETTER WITH IT THAN I CAN. BY THE TIME YOU READ THIS, I'LL BE LONG GONE. NOT THE WAY I PLANNED IT, BUT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE, I'M LEAVIN' THIS CITY. MAYBE IF I GO, I CAN STOP LOOKIN'. (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) Doug: NO MATTER HOW MUCH YOU CHANGE, YOU STILL HAVE TO PAY THE PRICE FOR THE THINGS YOU'VE DONE. SO I GOT A LONG ROAD. BUT I KNOW I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN... THIS SIDE OR THE OTHER. # BEEN SO LONG SINCE I SEEN YOUR FACE # # OR FELT A PART OF THIS HUMAN RACE # # I'VE BEEN LIVING OUT OF THIS # # HERE SUITCASE FOR WAY TOO LONG # # A MAN NEEDS SOMETHING HE CAN HOLD ON TO # # 9-POUND HAMMER OR A WOMAN LIKE YOU # # EITHER ONE OF THEM THINGS WILL DO # # JOLENE # # I AIN'T ABOUT TO GO STRAIGHT # # IT'S TOO LATE # # I FOUND MYSELF FACE DOWN IN A DITCH # # BOOZE IN MY HAIR # # BLOOD ON MY LIPS # # A PICTURE OF YOU HOLDING A PICTURE OF ME # # IN THE POCKET OF MY BLUE JEANS # # STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE MEANS # # STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE MEANS # # JOLENE # # LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA # # JOLENE # # COCAINE FLAME IN MY BLOODSTREAM # # SOLD MY COAT WHEN I HIT SPOKANE # # BOUGHT MYSELF A HARD PACK OF CIGARETTES # # IN THE EARLY MORNIN' RAIN # # LATELY MY HANDS, THEY DON'T FEEL LIKE MINE # # MY EYES BEEN STUNG WITH DUST AND BLIND # # HELD YOU IN MY ARMS ONE TIME # # LOST YOU JUST THE SAME # # JOLENE # # I AIN'T ABOUT TO GO STRAIGHT # # IT'S TOO LATE # # I FOUND MYSELF FACE DOWN IN THE DITCH # # BOOZE IN MY HAIR # # BLOOD ON MY LIPS # # A PICTURE OF YOU HOLDIN' A PICTURE OF ME # # IN THE POCKET OF MY BLUE JEANS # # STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE MEANS # # STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT LOVE MEANS # # JOLENE # # LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA # # JOLENE # # LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA, LA # # JOLENE # www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. 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