10بخش

You can get out of here. I’m using a new crew tonight. New guys.

• I thought I was on for this. - I changed my mind. Take the night off.

Francis, we’re ready for the sushi bar.

• Jimmy, bring a mop. - Out the back.

There’s guys who answer the questions right…

• …and there’s guys that don’t. - And a pail.

You’re a cop.

What?

You ignored us, you’re a cop.

We’re guessing who cops are. You know, most good-looking women are cops.

Well, I’m going home, all right? He’s playing with his new guys.

• See you later, all right? - See you later.

He’s moving something with all new guys. A whole new crew.

No, no, I can’t tell you what or where. It’s probably disinformation.

Just keep following him, all right? Listen, I need to see you today.

• Tomorrow. - No, no, no. Today.

• You heard nothing about drugs? - No.

Nothing about new guys? Nothing about Gloucester?

Not a thing. And I would have. That information would have come to me.

It ain’t Bill.

No way, he says.

Follow Costello. You’ll find his rat.

Yeah, this is Sergeant Sullivan.

I want constant surveillance on Captain Queenan, starting right now.

Good. Thank you.

Can I ask a question, sarge? Why the fuck are we following Captain Queenan?

To find out about the good Catholic life?

I have to follow every lead, however unlikely…

…however fucking painful it might be to your delicate fucking sensibilities.

Who told you I had delicate sensibilities?

• I just don’t like it. Don’t feel right. - I have reason to believe…

…that Captain Queenan is Costello’s rat.

So just follow him and don’t get made.

Sarge, we got the target coming out.

Hey. Where are you?

Look down the car.

• You got me? - Yeah, I gotcha.

Is there a reason you would have a tail?

No.

• Because I think… - Billy, I don’t have a tail.

Get off at the next stop, all right? South Station. You wait there 10 minutes.

South Station. Wait 10 minutes.

He just went into a building down the waterfront. 344 Wash.

You got that? 344 Wash.

Yeah, he went up to the top floor.

Building’s empty. No tenants here.

He’s got dope coming in. I don’t know where. He…

He’s getting spooky, captain.

• What? - I just saw him.

He had blood on his hands. He’s lost his fucking mind.

I don’t know what we’re doing here, boys.

He’s not including his regular guys. But I’ll tell you something.

Sooner or later he’s gonna find out who I am and he’s gonna fucking kill me.

• I know it. He’s gonna fucking kill me! - All right!

I think we got him. I think Queenan’s meeting with him right now.

All right, all right. Listen to me.

I’m really sorry for your trouble. I swear to God I am.

I’ll get you out of this. I can’t do it overnight but I’ll get you out.

Yeah?

Hey, get the van. We’re moving. Heavy work.

• What about the FBI? - They’re compromised.

• They’re what? - They’re fucked.

• Yeah. - Where are you?

We’ve been trying to reach you. We found the rat.

Listen, we’re gonna take him out. Lookit:

The address is 314 Washington Street. You got it?

All right, we’ll see you there.

• What? - You were followed.

• By who? - By Costello’s people.

• Impossible. - One of the cops…

…he’s got on the inside tipped him. Come on. Come on.

Come on!

What the fuck is going on?

Fucking shit. Looks like Queenan’s meeting with all of them.

Yeah, he must be our guy.

Sarge, we gotta get him out of here. Those guys aren’t fucking around.

Ah, Christ, it’s too late. Let’s go back up.

• Shit! - You got to get out of here!

• Take the fire escape. - What about you?

I’ll be fine. But if you get made I can’t protect you. Now, go!

• One of you mugs got a light? - Where’s your boy?

• He’s studying law at Notre Dame. - Where’s your fucking boy?

• Hey! Hey! - Goddamn motherfucker!

• Fucking kill you! - Where’s your fucking boy?

What the fuck was that? Did you fucking see that?

Sarge, something just came off the building.

What the fuck?

Fuck.

What do you mean, off the building?

• Something came off the fucking roof. - It’s a fucking body.

We can’t get a visual. Want us to get out?

We gotta get on foot if you want me to get up on this thing.

• Where were you? - What happened?

You’re fucking late! Get in the van!

What do you mean, off the roof?

What’s going on? I came to meet you.

• What the fuck…? - Get in the van!

I got four armed men right out front. You want us to pursue?

No, do not pursue. Stay in the car.

• Fuck. No fucking pursuit. - I need information.

What came off the roof?

• No pursuit. - That’s bullshit.

Fuck this.

Fitzy! Get in the van!

Get in the fucking van! Let’s go! Move!

All right. I got him.

32X to CP. We’re being fired upon!

An officer is down. I repeat, an officer is down. A trooper’s been shot!

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