Michael Sullivan: Michael, it's a wake. So I don't want to see those dice.
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John Rooney: A man of honor always pays his debts... and keeps his word.
Maguire: I shoot the dead. Dead bodies, that is. I don't kill them.
John Rooney: I curse... the fucking... day... you were born. I curse it!
John Rooney: Natural law. Sons are put on this earth to trouble their fathers.
John Rooney: What men do after work is what made us rich. No need to screw them at work as well.
Michael Sullivan: Michael, it's a wake. So I don't want to see those dice.
John Rooney: You would like to apologize? Try again.
Michael Sullivan: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm sorry.
Finn McGovern: You rule this town as God rules the Earth. You give, and you take away.
Michael Sullivan: This house is not our home anymore. It's just an empty building.
Michael Sullivan: Sarah? It's me Mike. We're here...
John Rooney: A man of honor always pays his debts... and keeps his word.
Maguire: I shoot the dead. Dead bodies, that is. I don't kill them.
John Rooney: I curse... the fucking... day... you were born. I curse it!
John Rooney: Natural law. Sons are put on this earth to trouble their fathers.
John Rooney: What men do after work is what made us rich. No need to screw them at work as well.
Michael Sullivan: Michael, it's a wake. So I don't want to see those dice.
John Rooney: You would like to apologize? Try again.
Michael Sullivan: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm sorry.
Finn McGovern: You rule this town as God rules the Earth. You give, and you take away.
John Rooney: A man of honor always pays his debts... and keeps his word.
Michael Sullivan: Michael, it's a wake. So I don't want to see those dice.
Finn McGovern: You rule this town as God rules the Earth. You give, and you take away.
Peter Sullivan: Why are you always smiling? Connor Rooney: 'Cause it's all so fuckin' hysterical.
Michael Sullivan: He murdered Annie and Peter! John Rooney: There are only murderers in this room! Michael! Open your eyes! This is the life we chose, the life we lead. And there is only one guarantee: none of us will see heaven. Michael Sullivan: Michael could. John Rooney: Then do everything that you can to see that that happens.
Connor Rooney: I can look after myself. Frank Nitti: No, you can't! This is the point. You're a big baby who doesn't know his thumb from his dick!
Mr. McDougal: Well this is a pleasant surprise. I wasn't expecting another deposit until the end of the month. Michael Sullivan: Actually, I'm making a withdrawal. Michael Sullivan: And I want dirty money only, everything you're holding for Capone that's off the books. Open the safe. Mr. McDougal: You're insane. You know they'll find out who you are. Michael Sullivan: The name's Sullivan. You want me to spell it?
Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Does Mama know? Michael Sullivan: Your mother knows I love Mr. Rooney. When we had nothing, he gave us a home... a life... and we owe him.
Michael Sullivan: I'd like to work for you. Frank Nitti: Well... that's very interesting. Michael Sullivan: And in return, I'd like you to turn a blind eye to... what I have to do. Frank Nitti: And what is that? Michael Sullivan: Kill the man who murdered my family.
Michael Sullivan, Jr.: What are you going to do? Michael Sullivan: Just one last thing, and then it's done.
Frank Nitti: I understand. But Al wants your assurance that after this, it's over. Frank Nitti: The Lexington Hotel, room 1432.
Frank Nitti: All these years you've been living under the protection of people who care about you, and those same people are protecting you now, including me. So, if you go ahead with this, if you open that door, you're walking through it alone, and all that loyalty, and all that trust will no longer exist for you. And Mike, you won't make it. Not on your own, and not with a little boy. Michael Sullivan: You're protecting him already? Frank Nitti: We're protecting our interests, Mike.
Michael Sullivan: Is that, uh... your profession or... your pleasure? Maguire: Both, I guess. To be paid to do what you love... ain't that the dream?
Annie Sullivan: What's he doing here? Michael Sullivan: Michael was hiding in the car when I went out last night. Annie Sullivan: Oh, Jesus, Mike. Michael Sullivan: I've spoken to him. It won't happen again.
Michael Sullivan: When I say "get down", you get down. You don't ask questions. When I say we're stopping to eat, you stay with me. You listen to me from now on! Or you start taking care of yourself. Michael Sullivan, Jr.: I can take care of myself fine! You never wanted me along anyway. You think it's my fault this happened! Michael Sullivan: Stop it, Michael. It was not your fault! None of this is your fault! Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Just take me to Aunt Sarah's. Michael Sullivan: I can't take you there. Not now. Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Why? Michael Sullivan: He knows that's where we're going. Michael Sullivan, Jr.: So what are you gonna do? Michael Sullivan: Something I can't do alone. You have to listen to me now, okay? Or else both of us are dead. I can make Capone give up Connor. Now, there's one thing Chicago loves more than anything and that's their money. They've got it in banks all over the state. We're gonna have to find it and take it. Are you gonna help me? Michael Sullivan, Jr.: Yes. Michael Sullivan: Then I have to teach you something.
Maguire: $1,600 is my rate, Mr. Nitti, and what I make on the photographs is mine. Mm... no, never met him, but I know his work. Maguire: He traveling alone? How old? What do I do with the kid? Mm-hmm. Uh-huh. Will do. Thank you.
Michael Sullivan: This house is not our home anymore. It's just an empty building.
John Rooney: God help me. What do I do? Frank Nitti: You think objectively, and you make your choice. What would you do if Sullivan were just some guy? John Rooney: God help me. Make it quick. Frank Nitti: And the kid? John Rooney: Oh, Christ, no. No. Frank Nitti: One day, the kid becomes a man. Think he won't remember? John Rooney: I said not the kid. Frank Nitti: All right. I know who to call. There's a guy who's done some work for us in the past. He's gifted.
Michael Sullivan: Peter, I can't come to your concert tonight. I'm working. Peter Sullivan: Working at what? Annie Sullivan: Putting food on your plate, young man.
