The Town (2010)

Partager la citation sur facebook Hey, next time you guys wanna take pictures of me, just call ahead. You know, we can do better than a barbecue. A calender shoot... you know, maybe topless, lubed up. Whatever you guys are into. The FBI car antenna's are half inch mat black about three quarters way down the rear windshield. Statie a pigtail, BPD half and half. Every pewee in town knows what an FBI rear antenna looks like. So in the future you guys need try to be slick, be slicker than a six year old. I gotta get back to work. Can I go? [he gets up to leave the interrogation room] Good luck with that print.

Partager la citation sur facebook 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.

Partager la citation sur facebook This is the not fucking around crew so get me something that looks like a print because this not fucking around thing is about to go both ways.

Partager la citation sur facebook [to Doug] 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 nine o'clock in the morning with assault rifles. You fucking dummies shot a guard! Now you're like a half off sale at a Big & Tall - every cop is in line. Fortunately though, for you, this guard, who is two-thirds to a retard, has miraculously clung to life. Now, if it were up to me, and they gave me two minutes and a wet towel, I would personally asphyxiate this half-wit so we could string you up on a federal M1 and end this story with a bag on your head and a paralyzing agent running through your veins. This isn't fucking Tommy Hopscotch anymore, Doug. But I did wanna say one thing: You're here today so I can 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 trying 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 Omertà. 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 to go fuck yourself.

Partager la citation sur facebook Claire Keesey: A few days ago my bank was robbed. Four men took over and opened the safe. 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 walk until I felt the water on my toes. It's the longest walk of my life, I kept thinking I'd step off a cliff. And... and then I felt the water.
Doug MacRay: I'm sorry.
Claire Keesey: It's not your fault.

Partager la citation sur facebook Doug MacRay: 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.
James Coughlin: ...Whose car are we gonna take? (and they rush to the prospects to beat up a tough guy who damaged Claire's car...)

Partager la citation sur facebook Adam Frawley: You used to hang around with Doug MacRay a little bit, huh?
Krista Coughlin: How do you know Dougy?
Adam Frawley: We sorta worked together.
Krista Coughlin: Sand and Gravel?
Adam Frawley: No. No. [pulls out a $20 bill] You a pretty decent judge of size?
Krista Coughlin: [smiles] Depends. Size of what?
Adam Frawley: [pulls out a $20 bill] What do you think? 6 inches? Under or over?
Krista Coughlin: Under.
Adam Frawley: Wrong. 6.1 inches. See I know everything there is to know about money. Thickness, 0.0014 inches. Weighs about 1 gram.
[Krista stays silent]
Adam Frawley: You know what that means? That means this $20 bill isn't even worth it's own weight in value for Oxycodone.
[Krista realizes he really is an FBI agent]
Adam Frawley: You thinking of running out on me? Not gonna work. Because once I start waving this, [flashes FBI badge] it's trouble for you.
Krista Coughlin: I want a lawyer.
Adam Frawley: Good, get one. Because it's all about protecting yourself. Not even yourself... you have to protect your daughter.
Krista Coughlin: Don't talk about my daughter.

Partager la citation sur facebook Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: You're going to do this for me, or I'm going to clip your nuts, like I clipped your daddy's.
Doug MacRay: Don't talk about my father.
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Son, I knew your daddy. He worked for me for years. Years. Then he wanted his own thing. You play the horses? You know they either geld the horse with a knife or with chemicals. When your Daddy said no to me, I did him the chemical way. Gave your mother a taste. Got the hook into her. Ahh, she doped up good and proper. Hung herself with a wire, on Melnea Cass. And you, running 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.

Partager la citation sur facebook [Krista has been hospitalized after a car accident. Frawley approaches her]
Krista Coughlin: There he is. Mr. Six Inches.
Adam Frawley: What happened?
Krista Coughlin: You're a crime stopper, figure it the fuck out.
Adam Frawley: Sweetheart, I know you have oxycodone, cocaine and alcohol in your system. I know that you have five 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 do you wanna do this?
Krista Coughlin: I'm a person, you know?
Adam Frawley: Yeah, you're a person who's gonna need a plea agreement if you ever wanna see your kid again.
Krista Coughlin: Why is it always I'm the one who's gettin' used?

Partager la citation sur facebook Adam Frawley: I didn't realize you left your job at the bank.
Claire Keesey: Uh... oh yeah. Yeah. Last week. I'm sorry, was I supposed to notify someone?
[Frawley shakes his head, and picks up the box with the necklace that Doug gave to Claire]
Adam Frawley: Fancy.
Claire Keesey: Yeah. It was a gift.
Adam Frawley: We have our suspects. I came by to share this with you. [takes several photos from the envelope he's holding] James Coughlin. Albert Magloan. Desmond Elden. Part of the crew that we tied into the bank job at North End and at least three other armed car robberies. [He shows her the next photo, which is a mug shot of Doug] 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, you do need a lawyer.

Partager la citation sur facebook Welcome to the bank robbery capital of America.