Les Infiltrés (2006)

Partager la citation sur facebook I don't want to be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me. Years ago we had the church. That was only a way of saying - we had each other. The Knights of Columbus were real head-breakers; true guineas. They took over their piece of the city. Twenty years after an Irishman couldn't get a fucking job, we had the presidency. May he rest in peace. That's what the niggers don't realize. If I got one thing against the black chappies, it's this - no one gives it to you. You have to take it.

Partager la citation sur facebook When you decide to be something, you can be it. That's what they don't tell you in the church. When I was your age they would say we can become cops, or criminals. Today, what I'm saying to you is this: when you're facing a loaded gun, what's the difference?

Partager la citation sur facebook The cops are saying he's a cop. So I won't look for the cop. Are you soft, Fitzy? When I tell you to dump a body in the marsh, you dump him in the marsh. Not where some guy from John Hancock goes every Thursday TO GET A FUCKING BLOWJOB! [Fitzy laughs, Frank hits him with his hat] DON'T LAUGH! THIS AIN'T REALITY TV!!!

Partager la citation sur facebook [to Colin] One of us had to die. With me, it tends to be the other guy.

Partager la citation sur facebook [to Colin Sullivan] Marriage is an important part of getting ahead. It lets people know you're not a homo. A married guy seems more stable. People see the ring, they think 'at least somebody can stand the son of a bitch.' Ladies see the ring, they know immediately that you must have some cash, and your cock must work.

Partager la citation sur facebook Most people wouldn't trust anybody with an immaculate record. I do. I got an immaculate record.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Costello: Who let this IRA motherfucker in my bar? [the man looks startled]
Frank Costello: [laughs] Only kidding. How's your mother?
Man in Costello's Bar: Oh... I'm afraid she's on her way out.
Frank Costello: [walks away] We all are. Act accordingly. [smiles and he straightens tie]

Partager la citation sur facebook Ellerby: [during a conference briefing about Costello and his crew] Staff Sergeant Dignam is our liaison to the the undercover department, his undercover work is extensive. He's here to give us his report. Sergeant Dignam.
Dignam: OK. My people are out there. They're like fuckin' Indians. You're not gonna see 'em you're not gonna hear about 'em except from me or Captain Queenan. You will not ever know the identity of undercover people. Unfortunately, this shithole has more fuckin' leaks than the Iraqi Navy.
Ellerby: Fuck yourself.
Dignam: I'm tired from fuckin' your wife.
Ellerby: How's your mother?
Dignam: Good, she's tired from fuckin' my father.

Partager la citation sur facebook Queenan: Congratulations on passing the detective's exam, and welcome to the Special Investigation Unit.
Dignam: Whoop-da-fucking-do.
Queenan: We won't be working together, that is, directly. You'll be working for Captain Ellerby, but I like to watch everybody.
Queenan: You're a worker. You rise fast.
Staff Sergeant Dignam: Like a 12-year-old's dick.

Partager la citation sur facebook Queenan: Do you know what we do here? in my section?
Billy Costigan: Sir, yes, sir. I have an idea...
Dignam: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Let's say you have no idea and leave it at that, okay? No idea. Zip. None. If you had an idea of what we do, we would not be good at what we do, now would we? We would be cunts. Are you calling us cunts?
Queenan: Staff Sergeant Dignam has a style of his own. I'm afraid we all have to get used to it.

Partager la citation sur facebook Mr. French: Do you know me?
Billy Costigan: No. No.
Mr. French: Well, I'm the guy who tells you there's guys you can hit and guys you can't. Now, that's not quite a guy you can't hit, but he's almost a guy you can't hit. So I'm gonna make a fuckin' ruling on this right now: you don't fucking hit him. You understand?
Billy Costigan: Yeah, excellent. Fine, fine. Fine.
Mr. French: I fucking know you. I know your family. You make one more drug deal with that idiot, fucking cop-magnet of a cousin and I'll forget your grandmother was so nice to me. I'll cut your fucking nuts off. You understand that?
Billy Costigan: Yeah. Yeah, I do.
Mr. French: What are you drinking?
Billy Costigan: Cranberry juice.
Mr. French: What is it, your period? Get him a cranberry juice.

Partager la citation sur facebook Ellerby: Yeah, but cui bono? Who benefits?
Colin Sullivan: Cui gives a shit? It's got a fuckin' bow on it.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Costello: I'm going to have my associate search you.
Billy Costigan: No, no one's fucking searching me. Searching me for what?
Frank Costello: Contra-fucking-band. Take your shoes off.
[French slams Costigan into a chair]
Mr. French: Shoes.
Frank Costello: [to Costigan] I knew your father.
Billy Costigan: Yeah? You know he's dead?
Frank Costello: Oh, sorry. How'd he go?
Billy Costigan: He didn't complain.
Frank Costello: Yeah, that was his problem.
Billy Costigan: Who said he had a problem?
Frank Costello: I just said he had a fucking problem. There's a man who could have been anything.
Billy Costigan: Are you trying to say he was nothing?
[French slams Costigan onto a pool table and continues his search]
Frank Costello: I'm saying he worked at the airport.
Mr. French: He's clean.
Frank Costello: Arm.
Billy Costigan: Arm? What fuckin' arm?
Mr. French: [French pulls Costigan to a pool table] Show me your arm. Flip it. mmhmmm, mmhmmm...
[French slams Costigan's arm on the table until the cast breaks, while Costigan screams in pain]
Frank Costello: It makes me curious to see you in this neighborhood.
Mr. French: [removing the cast] He's clean.
Frank Costello: And if I can slander my own environment, it makes me sad. This, uh, regression. Plus, I don't know if it's beyond some fucking cop prick like Queenan to pull you out of the Staties and send you gift-wrapped to me. I just can't know. I wonder what they do in that particular department, anyway.
[Costello slams on Costigan's broken arm with Costigan's boot]
Frank Costello: [yelling] Are you still a cop?
Billy Costigan: [in severe pain] No!
[Costello whacks his arm again]
Frank Costello: [yelling] Swear on your mother's grave. You're still not a cop?
Billy Costigan: [painfully] I'm not a fucking cop!
[Costello whacks his arm again, this time re-breaking it]
Frank Costello: [yelling] Are you going to stop doing coke deals with your jerk-off fucking cousin?
Billy Costigan: [weakly] Yes, yes, yes!
Frank Costello: [patting his back] All right, all right. It's okay. You'll be be all right. Get your hand taken care of.
[throwing down some money]
Frank Costello: I'm sorry, but it was necessary. As for our problem with Providence - let's not cry over some spilled guineas.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Costello: [Discussing Billy with Mr. French] Do you trust him?
Mr. French: Well, these days, who's reliable?
Frank Costello: His uncle Jackie was. I don't know...you just can't trust a guy who acts like he's got nothing to lose.
Mr. French: I'm reliable.
Frank Costello: Arnie, you're one in a million.
Mr. French: Ten. Ten million.
Frank Costello: What about your wife, Arnie?
Mr. French: I thought she was reliable.
Frank Costello: [Starts laughing] She wasn't!
Mr. French: ...Well, she got reliable. [Scene cuts to French strangling his wife]

Partager la citation sur facebook Dignam: This is incredible. Who put the fucking cameras in this place?
Surveillance Guy: Who the fuck are you?
Dignam: I'm the guy who does his job. You must be the other guy.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Costello: You know, if your father were alive, and he saw you here sitting with me, let's say he would have a word with me about this. In fact, he'd kill seven guys just to cut my throat, and he could do it. Which is maybe something you don't know about William Costigan, Sr.
Billy Costigan: So he never? I mean, never?
Frank Costello: No. He kept his own counsel. He never wanted money. You can't do anything with a man like that. Your Uncle Jackie, he also would kill my entire fucking family if he saw me here with you. And I think about this.
Billy Costigan: [confused] So what the fuck are we talking about here?
Frank Costello: Did you ever think about going back to school?
Billy Costigan: School? [laughs] All due respect Mr. Costello, school is out.
Frank Costello: [annoyed] Maybe someday you'll wake the fuck up.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Lazio: Do you have anyone in with Costello presently?
Dignam: Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe fuck yourself. My theory on Feds is, they're like mushrooms: feed them shit and keep them in the dark.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Costello: I got this rat, this gnawing, cheese eating fuckin' rat and it brings up questions... You know, see, Bill, like you're the new guy. Girlfriend... Why don't you stay in the bar that night I got your numbers. Social Security numbers. Everybody's fuckin' numbers.
Billy Costigan: Is there something that you just wanna go ahead and ask me? 'Cause I'll give you the fuckin' answer, all right? Frank, look at me. Look at me. I'm not the fuckin' rat. Okay? I'm not the fuckin' rat.

Partager la citation sur facebook Madolyn: What do you expect coming in here?
Billy Costigan: I have to come here.
Madolyn: I know you have to come here, but now that you're here, what do you want?
Billy Costigan: You want the truth? Valium.
Madolyn: You know if you lied, you would have an easier time getting what you wanted.
Billy Costigan: What does that say about what you do for a living?
Madolyn: I just think we should have a few more meetings before we even talk about prescriptions.
Billy Costigan: Look...look, I'm having panic attacks, alright? The other night I thought I was having a fucking heart attack. I puked in a trash barrel on the way over here. I haven't slept for fucking weeks.
Madolyn: Is that true?
Billy Costigan: Yeah, that's true. Alright? I said it was fucking true. I want some fucking pills and you're gonna what? You're gonna close my file? Is that what you're going to do?
Madolyn: No, I didn't close your file. I--
Billy Costigan: I thought I was supposed to tell the truth here, if only fucking here!
Madolyn: You are! You are!
Billy Costigan: Christ. I mean, a guy comes in here against every, every instinct of privacy and self-reliance he has and what do you do? What do you do, huh? You send him off on the street to score smack, is that what you do? You're fucking ridiculous!
[Madolyn hands Costigan some Valium]
Billy Costigan: [picking up the pills] Two pills? Great. Why don't you just give me a bottle of scotch and a handgun to blow my fucking head off! Are we done here with this psychiatry bullshit?
Madolyn: You know what? You can leave!
Billy Costigan: What the fuck did I just put myself through? I'm fucking out of here. And what if that was a legitimate threat? Think about it, fucking hotshot!

Partager la citation sur facebook Billy Costigan: You're 70 fucking years old. One of these guys is going to pop you. As for running drugs, what the fuck? You don't need the pain in the ass, and they're going to catch you. And you don't need the money.
Frank Costello: I haven't "needed the money" since I took Archie's milk money in the third grade. Tell you the truth, I don't need pussy any more either...but I like it. Point I'm making here is, Bill, I got this rat. This...gnawing, cheese-eating fucking rat...And it brings up questions. You know, say, Bill, like you're the new guy...Girlfriend...Why didn't you stay in the bar that night I got your numbers? Social security numbers. Everybody's fucking numbers.
Billy Costigan: Is - is there something you wanna go ahead and ask me? 'Cause I'll go ahead give you the fucking answer, all right? Frank, look at me. Look at me. I'm not the fucking rat, okay? I'm not the fucking rat!
Frank Costello: Start with, you agree there is a rat.
Billy Costigan: You said there is one all right? I base most of what I do on the idea that you're pretty fucking good at what you do!
Frank Costello: Sure, sure, all that aside...but you, William, what would you do?
Billy Costigan: Frank, how many of these guys have been with you long enough to be disgruntled, huh? Think about it. You don't pay much, you know. It's almost a fuckin' feudal enterprise. The question is, and this is the only question, who thinks that they can do what you do better than you?
Frank Costello: The only one that can do what I do is me. Lot of people had to die for me to be me. You wanna be me?
Billy Costigan: I probably could be you, yeah. Yeah, I know that much. But I don't wanna be you, Frank. I don't wanna be you.
Frank Costello: Heavy lies the crown...sort of thing.

Partager la citation sur facebook Frank Costello: How the fuck did this happen?
Colin Sullivan: You're an FBI informant? Are you fucking kidding me?
Frank Costello: [coughs blood] Grow up! [laughing] Of course I talked to the FBI.
Colin Sullivan: Do they know who I am?
Frank Costello: I-I never gave up anybody who wasn't going down anyway. Nobody knows nothin'.
Colin Sullivan: Frank...Frank...Frank. Do they know about me?
Frank Costello: I know about you, Colin. You know I'd never give you up. You're like a--
Colin Sullivan: What, like a son? To you? Is that what this is about? All that murderin' and fuckin', and no sons?
[Costello shoots at Sullivan, Sullivan shoots Costello in the chest. Costello falls down, shoots at Sullivan one last time before being fatally shot]
Colin Sullivan: [shooting] FUCKING RAT PRICK!

Partager la citation sur facebook [catching Sullivan off guard]
Billy Costigan: FREEZE!
Colin Sullivan: Hey, whoa! Put the fucking gun down! Put the gun down. I came to talk sense into you.
Billy Costigan: HANDS!
Colin Sullivan: All right. Just act professional. I can get your money.
Billy Costigan: What'd you say?
Colin Sullivan: I can get you your money. [Costigan strikes him with his gun and cuffs him]
Billy Costigan: You didn't come here to talk. You came here to get arrested.
Colin Sullivan: You have fucking tapes of what? Costello was my informant! I was a rat? FUCK YOU! Prove it! He was working for me. He was MY INFORMANT!
Billy Costigan: Shut your fucking mouth. Come on, get up!
Colin Sullivan: What is this, a citizen's arrest? Blow me. All right, only one of us is a cop here, Bill! You understand? No one knows who you fucking are!
Billy Costigan: Would you shut the fuck up?!
Colin Sullivan: I'm a sergeant in the Massachusetts State Police! Who the fuck are you? I ERASED YOU!
Billy Costigan: [slamming him against the wall] You erased me, huh?
Colin Sullivan: Yeah, go ahead. Shoot a cop, Einstein. Watch what happens.
Billy Costigan: Well, what happens is the bullet will go RIGHT THROUGH YOUR FUCKING HEAD!
Colin Sullivan: Watch what happens!
Billy Costigan: Why? So you can get the parade, huh? The bag pipes and bullshit? FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! I'M FUCKING ARRESTING YOU!
Colin Sullivan: That's the stupidest thing you could do.
Billy Costigan: [punching Sullivan with his gun with each word] SHUT THE FUCK UP! I could give a fuck if the charges don't stick. I'm still fucking arresting you.

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