Albert 'Gloansy' Magloan: [before the men put on their nun facial masks on their way to the armored car robbery] Say your prayers. Here we go...
[as the bank robbery progresses, Desmond realizes that someone has pulled the silent alarm] Desmond Elden: Hold it! [touches his ear] Desmond Elden: Silent alarm, this address. James Coughlin: Who did it? Assistant Bank Manager: Look, nobody did anyt...
Claire Keesey: So what do you do for work? Doug MacRay: Boston Sanding Gravel, I break rocks. Punch the ticket at the end of the day, slide down the back of a brontosaurus like Fred Flintstone, call it a night.
[after the initial shootout that kills Gloansy and Dez] Police Captain: I don't know if we're dealing with some kind of a fucking genius here, but security... Security is saying they got hit by cops. Dino Ciampa: Cops? Police Captain: Yeah. Two cops,...
FBI S.A. 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 Clai...
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: 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.
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Cash is brought out and stacked fifteen minutes before the van does the pick up. That is when you hit. On Monday morning, before game stands in New York, sixty thousand beers, food, merchandise. Total call; three and a half mill...
[Doug has followed Claire into the laundromat. He sits down close to where she's doing her laundry, pretending to be reading] Claire Keesey: Uh... excuse me? Are... are you doing laundry? Doug MacRay: Huh? Claire Keesey: Just uh... just wandered if y...
[after seeing Coughlin die, Doug - still wearing his BPD uniform - hops into one BPD cruiser parked nearby with its engine running. He closes the door and drives off. He parks in front of Fergie's shop, and enters, caught by a surveillance camera] Do...
[Doug picks up Claire, who gets in his truck] Doug MacRay: I should have come get your door for you, huh? What kinda guy lets you open the door... what? Claire Keesey: I... I have to get something out there. Otherwise I'll be pretending to listen to ...
James Coughlin: [talking about Doug] Secrets with this one.
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Do I hear you got a sweet new girlfriend?
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: You know they either geld a horse with a knife or with chemicals. When your Daddy said "no" to me, I did him the chemical way.
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: Now, we're 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. Alright, let's get to work.
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: You used to hang around with Doug MacRay a little bit, huh? Krista Coughlin: How do you know Dougy? FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: We sorta worked together. Krista Coughlin: Sand and Gravel? FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: No. No. [pulls out so...
[Frawley is describing to Claire how he knows where the bank robbers who kidnapped her probably came from] FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: With guys like this - hardcore guys - 90% of them eminate from a one square mile neighborhood called Charlestown. Famili...
[Krista has been hospitalized after a car accident. Frawley approaches her] Krista Coughlin: There he is. Mr. Six Inches. FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: What happened? Krista Coughlin: You're a crime stopper, figure it the fuck out. FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: Sw...
Doug MacRay: [knocks on the cash room door] In the cash room. Arnold Washton! You live at 311 Hazer Street in Quincy, with a wife named Linda and three small dogs. Do not make a distress call. Also in the cash room, Morton Previt. You live at 27 Coun...
