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Mystic River (2003) Mystic River is a captivating crime drama film released in 2003. Directed by Clint Eastwood, the movie

Mystic River (2003)

Mystic River is a captivating crime drama film released in 2003. Directed by Clint Eastwood, the movie stars an exceptional cast; Sean Penn, Tim Robbins, and Kevin Bacon deliver powerful performances in this gritty tale. Set in Boston, Mystic River delves into the lives of three childhood friends whose paths cross again after a tragedy strikes. With intense suspense and emotional depth, this critically acclaimed movie explores themes of justice, betrayal, and redemption. Immerse yourself in the enthralling soundscape of Mystic River by playing and downloading its captivating soundtrack here.

A body? The body of a guy?
A dream of youth.
A dream, sure.
A friend of mine says the other day, he says:
A guy watching the girls?
A guy with hate in his eyes? A woman hater?
A key? So, what you're saying is that it was an inside job?
A pack of punks, huh?
A prime suspect in a robbery 18 years ago, during which the weapon was used.
About 8... Saturday night, about 8:00.
About Katie being dead.
About like 8, Brendan, or at 8?
About midnight, I'd say to Annabeth, I'm gonna sit on the porch for a while.
About what?
Absolutely. I told you three times already.
Admit what you did, and I will give you your life.
Admit what you did, Dave.
Admit what you did.
Admit what you did. Admit it.
After I left last night, I decided to talk to Boyle myself, put some fear into him.
Ain't that Jimmy Markum's girl?
All people who, I'm certain, are dying to cooperate.
All right, but if the Surgeon General calls, you're my alibi.
All right, I'm on my way.
All right, there will be a trooper downstairs to take you home.
All right.
All right. Go easy.
All the way back.
All we know now is there are signs of foul play...
An animal of the dusk.
And a king knows what to do and does it.
And after, Jimmy...
And all of this is just a dream, you know?
And don't let me catch you shits ruining my sidewalks again.
And he's got some guys with him.
And I just knew.
And I say Dave Boyle. The hand story. The wife, she's definitely scared.
And I'll take care of your clothes.
And if I guessed how much he had, even if I was close, he'd give it to me.
And if you think of anything...
And it ain't about me missing your brains running things.
And it's really starting to piss me off, Dave, because I can't cry for her.
And no one came to help old Dave then.
And one James Markum.
And poor Annabeth and Jimmy, you know...
And says absolutely nothing. Weirdest thing I ever heard of.
And she never would have been murdered. You know?
And that is never wrong.
And that their daddy would do whatever he had to for those he loved.
And that's all that matters.
And the boy will go back to his forest.
And the hits just keep on coming.
And the notice?
And their daddy will do whatever he has to for those he loves.
And then around 8, she left.
And those girls fell asleep at peace.
And you guys didn't notice till then?
And you...
And, man, Celeste...
Annabeth got a craving for cigarettes.
Annabeth said you were here.
Anyhow, it doesn't matter, does it?
Anyone on this street keep their keys in their car?
Anything about Just Ray's known associates?
Anything odd? A confrontation with a customer, anything?
Anything there, his lawyers say was put by thieves.
Anything unusual, out of the way about her?
Are you all right, Dave? Dave?
Are you gonna send Celeste Boyle 500 a month too?
Are you sweet on my man's daughter, Bren?
As a lot of Latin women are, and she knew it.
Asking for you. Says he knows you. Not taking no for an answer.
At 3 in the morning...
At least that's what they called themselves, but...
At the last minute, she changed her mind.
B negative.
Back to his fireflies.
Ballistics are in on the Markum murder.
Ballistics will be back in a while. Meantime, we got a list of bar patrons.
Ballistics will be back in a while. Meantime, we got a list of bar patrons.
Bargaining?
Bargaining?
Beautiful day, huh?
Because everyone is weak, Jimmy.
Because it's all anybody will remember about her.
Because that fucking bonehead's still got his Ronald Reagan mask on!
Because we're looking, Jimmy, okay? Right now all she is is missing, okay?
Because...
Before the end of the season last year...
Bingo.
Bled like hell.
Blood in the trunk of the car wasn't B negative.
Blood on the driver's door, speaker, more blood on top of the steering wheel...
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Body of Christ.
Boo Bear Durkin saw frogmen going into the Pen. Why you all decked out?
Boston P.D. Found the body of a guy in the woods behind McGill's.
Boston Police Anti Gang Unit stepped in for info on another case. He rolled.
Boyle fits the profile, a fucking T. Mid 30s, white, marginally employed...
Brendan Harris aced his polygraph.
Brendan Harris confirmed it.
Brendan Harris, yeah.
Brendan, man, he fucking punched me.
Brendan.
Bullshit.
But Harris walked.
But he told Katie he never wanted her to see me or any other Harris.
But I didn't get in that car, Dave.
But I don't know how.
But I killed the wrong man.
But look at your hand. We gotta go to the hospital.
But she hit him with her door, ran...
But you look at Brendan like you're two steps away...
But your mother never filed a missing person's report. Why not?
But, uh...
By the way, Mr. Boyle, what happened to your hand there?
Bye, baby.
Can I ask you something, Jimmy?
Can I go now?
Can I help you, Brendan?
Can you confirm that, Mrs. Harris?
Catch a nice, long sleep.
Cause of death: The gunshot wound to the back of the head...
Celeste called, looking for you.
Celeste?
Celeste.
Charges are dropped, and he's fired.
Christ, Lauren, at least tell me her name.
Come here.
Come here.
Come on in, I'll get Jimmy.
Come on, come on, come on.
Come on, Dad, come help me hunt for balls.
Come on, get up.
Come on, girls. Who was she going with?
Come on, Mr. Boyle!
Come on.
Come on.
Come on. Come here.
Come on. Oh, yeah, baby.
Comes out with a chemical dependency problem.
Comic books? You go, Ray.
Convinced Dave to get in the car, kept him for four days before he escaped.
Cops are all over this. Doing their job for once. Bars, street trade, everything.
Could be.
Could we please have three beers?
CSS reports, ballistics, fingerprint analysis, the 911 tape. Bunch of stuff.
Dad, I struck out.
Daddy, Daddy! Hey, darling. Good day, huh?
Daughter probably had the same bad gene. You count yourself lucky, Bren.
Dave had to pretend to be somebody else.
Dave was at McGill's. Probably questioning him like everybody else.
Dave, run!
Dave, use the back door. Huey don't like cleaning it off the toilet rims.
Dave? Dave.
Dave.
Dave. Call me Dave.
Dave...
Dave's dead.
Did Annabeth get to sleep?
Did you ever think about how one little choice could change a whole life?
Did you know there were child prostitutes in Rome Basin?
Did you say something, Mr. Markum?
Did you see her?
Did you see that girl? Did you see that...?
Did you talk to her?
Didn't tell me about it till after the cops questioned him.
Dispatch, this is Unit 33.
Do I look senile to you?
Do not make her laugh.
Do something shitty, then he'd try to make up for it.
Do you have some kind of, what, break in the case?
Do you know something?
Do you know who she talked to? No.
Do you mind if we have the phone company subpoenaed for records?
Do you think Dave killed my Katie?
Do you want me to leave you alone?
Does odd jobs after that, including clerking at Looney Liquors.
Doesn't happen once most times.
Don't stay out too late. You got your sister's First Communion tomorrow.
Don't worry about it.
Don't worry, I'll track her down.
Door was ajar when we found it, headlights on.
Downstairs, in the basement.
Eighteen years old, the two of us. She was carrying Katie.
Eighty grand. I mean...
Eleven months apart, like their mother ran a loose cannon factory.
Even when it's hard.
Even your friend Sean asked about...
Every hooker we talked to, bartender, already been questioned.
Everybody called this guy Just Ray, but Val here called him Ray Jingles.
Everyone but us.
Excuse me?
Father couldn't shut up, but his son's a mute. Oh, yeah, life's fucking fair.
Female.
First child, Brendan Seamus, born 1983.
Five hundred bucks every month. Like clockwork.
For a couple of seconds on Saturday, she looked at me that way.
Forever.
Fresh brewed.
From the front of his house. No! It was abandoned in Rome Basin...
Fuck it. Kick him loose.
Fuck, I hated school.
Fuck, man.
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Fucking knuckleheads.
Fucking smiley mask!
Fucking smiley mask!
Garbage disposal. Bullshit.
Get his arms. Hold him. Come on.
Get in.
Get off me! Sean, is that my daughter in there?!
Get out of here.
Get over here.
Get property values where they belong.
Get the fuck inside.
Go ahead, sit down. Sit down.
Go tell a grin to a jury, right?
Go.
Goddamn Cuban. He can hurl it. I'd hate to be facing him.
Gonna look fine, I suppose. You filed the report.
Good luck, man.
Good night.
Good night.
Good night. Yeah, good night.
Good to see you, Theo.
Good, now try us out. Who was she dating?
Good. I didn't like him for it, nor want him for it.
Got who?
Grab him. Stop that guy. Hey, you!
Guy just got his head torn off.
Hang on. Come here. You did.
Have a nice day.
Have fun.
Have you seen him? Looks like damaged goods to me.
He asked me about you. What time you came home.
He asks the nurse, Hey, where they keep the Coke machine?
He bashed the mugger's head in the street.
He came down for breakfast at 9.
He carried a lot of change in his pocket. It jingled when he walked.
He checked in on Marita and Katie, my mother, if they needed anything.
He didn't walk, he rolled.
He doesn't want him to feel alone.
He don't speak.
He followed me all the way from Lynnfield. He was trying to kill me!
He gets on base twice tonight, gets on base twice, I'll paint your porch.
He had this fucking goddamn grin on his face.
He kept cutting me off! He kept cutting me off!
He lost his daughter. That's what's in his shoulders.
He said he knew me. He said I was a good man.
He said Katie told him you'd disown her if she ever dated a Harris.
He said you almost got into a car when you were kids?
He saw Katie the night she was murdered.
He saw shit happen before it even went down.
He smelled like Schlitz and Dentyne.
He stole a truckload of cigarettes from a rest stop in Cranston, Rhode Island.
He was a buddy of mine. He used to visit me in prison.
He was a cop. He took Davey.
He was a fucking wolf! He was a vampire!
He was having sex with this kid in his car.
He was the boy.
He wasn't a mugger, he was a child molester.
He went out for a drink and never came back.
He what?
He...
He's a thief! A scumbag burglar.
He's also the one who put me in. He ratted me out.
He's getting good, so most of the balls are on the other side of the fence.
He's in for a world of hurt.
He's nice. Does sign language with his brother even though he doesn't have to.
He's not a thief.
He's not my friend, if you didn't know.
Hears a gunshot, before that a hi...
Hello?
Hello?
Hello? Drew, Jimmy.
Henry and George.
Henry...
Her and her friends were barhopping.
Her little sister's making her First Communion today.
Her.
Here.
Hey, anything good on the 911?
Hey, Boyle!
Hey, boys. Hey.
Hey, Celeste, could I ask you a quick question?
Hey, Dave.
Hey, Devine?
Hey, guys. That's our niece in there.
Hey, he's not my friend.
Hey, hey, hey, excuse me, $150,000 worth of comic books.
Hey, is that the guy you were friends with as a kid? The car guy?
Hey, Jimmy!
Hey, Jimmy.
Hey, Jimmy. Hey, man.
Hey, Jimmy. Hey, Val.
Hey, Jimmy...
Hey, Michael. How you doing? My name's Sean.
Hey, Ray.
Hey, there, bad boy. Sarge.
Hey, Val.
Hey, you think I could get that Sprite, Sean?
Hey, you're my son. Me, Dave Boyle.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey.
Hey. Hold on!
Hey...
Him and three other guys knocked over the MBTA counting room, 60 grand.
His fucking lips are still moving. I got eyes, Val.
Hold off for now. Anything else?
Hold on, I'll get it.
How about a boys' night out in the middle of the day?
How about a meatball sub while you're at it?
How about a Sprite or something?
How about you tell us what really happened Saturday night, Mr. Boyle?
How about you? Where do you live, son?
How do you know it was a cop? See anything on the badge?
How does he know the blood in the car came from a woman?
How does the kid know? Girl's dead in the park.
How long before you catch my daughter's killer?
How much evidence do you think they've destroyed?
How she looked at you on Saturday like she was preparing to never see you again?
How will that look in court?
How you doing?
How's Jimmy and everybody?
How's my daughter? How's Annabeth holding up?
I ain't your bitch, Dave. Looks like you'll have to wait.
I already gotta get back.
I always keep that door locked.
I always liked this bar. Yeah.
I been sitting out here...
I can confirm that he closed his door at 10:00.
I can't believe we're talking about Just Ray Harris.
I can't confirm that he didn't open his window and go down the fire escape.
I can't do it.
I can't trust my mind anymore, Celeste.
I come home with blood on me the same night Katie's murdered.
I couldn't stand looking through the fridge to find room for all that food...
I didn't kill Katie.
I didn't want Brendan or any other Harris dating Katie or any daughter of mine.
I don't know anything about any blood in the trunk.
I don't know who came out of that cellar, but it sure as shit wasn't Dave!
I don't know, honey. Maybe I didn't hurt him as bad as I thought.
I don't know, Jim.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know. Maybe I thought I was turning into him.
I don't know. Maybe we ought to grab a lawyer out of one of these BMWs up here.
I don't look out the window in my dressing gown.
I don't question you, Val. What's up?
I don't remember having one.
I don't remember hearing anything about any guy's body being found.
I don't think anything. I'm confused, okay?
I fucked up.
I get to his house, I decide to look in his car, see what he's got. I find blood.
I got a call from Celeste Boyle.
I got a couple errands I gotta run. I'll be back in an hour.
I gotta go out, try to get my head around it.
I had to see you.
I haven't had a chance to talk to you all day.
I heard Hitler's mother wanted to abort him.
I heard something else this morning too.
I just can't let anything get fucked up in these next few days.
I just don't feel like they're gonna win this one.
I just figure the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
I just gotta get my head right.
I just want to hug her one more time.
I just...
I killed Dave.
I killed him, and I threw him in the Mystic.
I knelt Ray down over there and I shot him twice, in his throat and chest.
I knew his father. They called him Just Ray Harris.
I know he was taken in by the cops this morning.
I know he's got a hand that looks like it's been punching a fucking wall.
I know in my soul I contributed to your death.
I know you can speak.
I know.
I left at 1. They must've left 15 minutes before me.
I left my report pad in the cruiser.
I loved her so much.
I loved her! You know what that's like?
I loved her...
I mean, Katie Markum is dead.
I mean, killing people and dumping them in the river.
I might have killed him.
I might have left Dave for good.
I must have killed her, right?
I never saw anything like that before.
I never would have had the juice to go near her.
I pushed you away.
I said, You got yourself a real old school man there.
I saw her, you know.
I say I don't smoke. He says neither does he.
I say we talk with Brendan Harris in the morning.
I steal a car, my dad will kill me.
I swear, this kid couldn't tie his own fucking shoe if you didn't show him.
I talked to Diane and Eve. They said he loved her.
I think all three of us got in that car.
I think all three of us got in that car.
I think the kid is lying about the gun.
I think we pulled him over in New Bedford.
I think.
I thought I was finished with all this.
I thought Katie worked on Sundays.
I told them their daddy loved them that much too.
I took Michael last night...
I wanna feel your heart.
I wanna go home to Celeste. I wanna feel Celeste.
I wanna see her.
I want him fucking dead!
I was asleep.
I was asleep.
I was helping a buddy move a couch. I slammed it in the doorjamb.
I was in my dressing gown by then.
I was sitting in my car...
I went fucking nuts on him, baby. I...
I went off.
I won't ever feel that again.
I'd recommend two sets of visiting hours, from 3 to 5, and 7 to 9.
I'll be at the church before anybody else, don't worry about that.
I'll be by first thing tomorrow. See you first thing.
I'll be by first thing tomorrow. See you first thing.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
I'll get us right through that Sydney Street fence.
I'll never be a good ballplayer.
I'll take hookers over old ladies any day.
I'm almost afraid of him.
I'm an old buddy of your dad's.
I'm coming back!
I'm fucking going in there! Take it easy!
I'm gonna find him before the police do.
I'm gonna find him, Katie.
I'm gonna find the man, and I'm gonna kill him.
I'm gonna go get some. See you in a minute.
I'm looking at you.
I'm never gonna feel that again.
I'm Sean Devine, an old friend of Dave's. This is Whitey Powers.
I'm sorry too.
I'm sorry, babe.
I'm sorry. I need you to know that.
I'm talking Henry and George.
I'm thinking, What the fuck?
I'm tired of caring about some dead girl...
I'm warning you...
I've known her since she was a kid.
Idiot!
If I'd gotten into that car that day...
If I'd gotten into that car, I'd be a basket case.
If only you'd been a little faster.
If we could get that manhole cover up...
Imagine a 92 mile an hour fastball coming at you.
In fact, you seem repulsed by me.
In reality...
In that equation, sexual emission is part of the deal.
In.
Invisible.
Is he asleep?
Is he with you?
Is my daughter in there?! Is she in there?! Is she in there?!
Is my daughter in there?! Motherfuckers!
Is that gonna find my daughter's killer? Just asking.
Is that her?
Is that my daughter in there?
Is that my daughter in there?!
Is that the baby?
Is there anything else I should know?
Isn't that fucking hilarious?
It doesn't happen twice.
It doesn't sound like much.
It had to be. One of them, at least, worked for me at some point.
It just needed to be said, that's all.
It makes you feel...
It makes you feel...
It was about 8. Um...
It was late, real late.
It was me, Nicky and this kid Carson Leverett.
It's 3 in the morning.
It's a perfect match. Gun was a. 38 Smith.
It's been six hours.
It's cold, huh?
It's details, little things that make a case.
It's gonna hurt like hell when it does.
It's good to see you.
It's in the Flats by Pen Park. Me and my friend just found it.
It's in the Flats by Pen Park. Me and my friend, we just found it.
It's information. We collect it, put it together, see what fits. Little things.
It's just that when she was little, right after her mother died...
It's like I said, Dave.
It's like vampires.
It's nice, isn't it? Just to sit out here.
It's not hate. Doesn't that little mute fucker spook you out sometimes?
It's nothing.
It's okay, Ray.
It's weird.
Jesus, I...
Jesus.
Jimmy Markum.
Jimmy, I can stay over if you want. Sit up with Annabeth.
Jimmy, I'm just curious, man.
Jimmy, they said that she loved him.
Jimmy, this ain't about the two year bit you did for me.
Jimmy, what did you do?
Jimmy.
Jimmy.
Jimmy. Jimmy.
Just a little one.
Just around the block. Who said steal?
Just call Sal, make sure he can get there at 8 instead of 10.
Just curious, I guess.
Just find my daughter's killer, sergeant. I'm not standing in your way.
Just keep him calm till the shrink gets here.
Just nodded hello at one point.
Just Ray may have blown town, but his gun never did.
Just say it out loud, and I'll let you breathe.
Just say it out loud, and I'll let you breathe.
Katie didn't call?
Katie Markum was not sexually abused, see?
Katie was my niece. Not by birth, but she was part of our family, we loved her.
Katie would have liked that.
Katie.
Katie. I don't know if you know that. At McGill's, the night she died.
Katie. I was at McGill's Saturday night.
Kevin, will you bring us a bottle?
Kid was 19, 20. Slick as hell, man. Ran a crew, never got arrested.
Kid, you want to point that toward the floor, okay?
Killed him?
Killers, plural.
Know what I was thinking about, huh?
Last night...
Let me ask you something.
Let me in, you motherfuckers! Take it easy.
Let me in! Is she in there?!
Let me tell you about Ray Harris.
Let us in. Fuck you!
Let us in. We're doing our job.
Let's forget about that. Let's get back to the point.
Let's go find out.
Like a regular police uniform?
Like we planned?
Like what? I don't know.
Listen, go home, have a drink.
Listen, the littlest thing could be something right now.
Live a little, huh?
Living in a world...
Look at me, Jimmy.
Look at me.
Look into my eyes! Is she in there?!
Look, I gotta go.
Loving you, hating you.
Lucky for us, the parkway's state jurisdiction. Some kids jacked the car...
Ma said that?
Man, it's the same as Dunkin' Donuts. It costs 15 times the price.
Maybe a Celtic cross. That's always a popular choice.
Maybe one day you wake up and you forget what it's like...
Maybe tomorrow. Let's get home before Mom starts to worry.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe. Might be the daughter of a guy I know.
Me and my kid play Wiffle Ball every afternoon after school.
Me and my son. Me and Celeste. There's so many things we gotta make right.
Me too.
Michael! Michael!
Michael.
Mm, evidently not.
Motherfucker.
Must be something we could do to stop them.
My father didn't have a gun.
My first wife, Marita, Katie's mother...
My God, Jimmy, our baby.
My heart starts clocking a buck fifty because there's no one around.
My ma says that's the way he was.
My own little daughter, and I can't even cry for her.
Neighborhood needs a fucking crime wave.
Never went. Markum dummied up on the guys he was working with...
Never?
Next time I looked up, she was gone.
Nick. How you guys holding up?
Nineteen years old.
Nineteen.
No doubt?
No idea how half a pint of blood got in the trunk?
No more lies, no more secrets.
No more, please.
No more.
No one fucking with you or your loved ones. Right, Dave?
No one right now, as far as we know.
No one special.
No one.
No one's said anything, right?
No shows at work, what if she no shows at church?
No, actually, I don't know.
No, but by the looks of this car, we'll find one sooner or later.
No, everything is just the way you left it.
No, found and abandoned in state jurisdiction, for insurance purposes.
No, God!
No, he was dating Katie, Jim.
No, I don't think so, Jen. Thanks. Thanks anyway.
No, I don't want to hurt a kid.
No, I don't.
No, I haven't seen him since we were kids. Once in a while, I run into him.
No, I just see her here sometimes.
No, I killed someone, but I didn't kill Katie.
No, if they hadn't danced on the bar, it would've been business as usual.
No, it was Diane Cestra who slept over. No Katie.
No, just stay here for a minute, if that's cool.
No, Mr. Markum, I'm looking for some of that tea that my ma likes.
No, no, it's not that bad. It's not that deep.
No, not Silent Ray, Brendan.
No, she was herself, she was happy. She...
No, that's in his stomach. The tension in his shoulders, that's prison.
No, you're wrong.
No! No!
No.
No.
No.
No. What makes you so sure?
No. She sat with us, with me and the girls, while we ate.
No. When they left, they took him with them.
None.
Nora, huh?
Nora. That's our daughter's name, Sean.
Not only was my car stolen last night, but now you won't release it to me.
Notice?
Now Val turns to me, but I'm looking at Carson.
Now you're talking.
Now, here's the thing, Sean.
Now, police officers have moved in quickly and cordoned off the area...
O'Shea says they just meant to scare her and the gun went off.
Oh, can you believe this guy keeps confessing?
Oh, Christ.
Oh, Christ. Lauren, say something.
Oh, excuse me.
Oh, God, no!
Oh, God.
Oh, I get it.
Oh, me? I'm tired of wishing things made sense.
Oh, my God.
Oh, no!
Oh, no. God. I didn't say that. Why would I even think that?
Oh, uh...
Oh, what other day has she screwed up lately?
Oh, yeah?
Oh, you figured that might have slipped my mind?
Oh.
Okay, Jimmy. I'll be back.
Okay, Mr. Markum.
Okay, perp stood outside the car...
Okay, we're gonna ask you to take a polygraph. You think you're up for that?
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay. It was just a look.
Okay. All right.
Okay. Hey, Sean, how was your day?
Okay. Hey.
Okay. Maybe.
Okay. Well, thanks.
Once it's in you...
One for the road and then home.
One of these days, the phone's gonna ring and she'll tell me why she left.
One other thing, the backpack in her car...
One thing you could say about Katie, even when she was little...
One word, pure and simple. Katie.
Ooh. A known associate, one Edmund Reese, fingers Raymond...
Ooh. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
Or a figural.
Or are you gonna charge me with Katie's murder?
Or if you prefer donations in lieu of flowers?
Or this lovely red marble here.
Out.
Parker Hill vic walks into the ER on his own...
Part of a lot stolen from a gun dealer in New Hampshire in 1982.
Passed his poly with flying colors, plus it seemed to me like he really loved her.
People don't care if a child molester dies. Why not tell the truth?
Pete, anybody show? No.
Play it again.
Please.
Please.
Probably was still bleeding when I got in the front seat.
Put your coat on, Mike.
Questioned everybody who used to work for me.
Questioned in that robbery. Questioned in another, same year, Blanchard Liquors...
Quiet as a mouse. Kid's no trouble to anyone.
Ray Harris disappeared about two months...
Ray Jr. Had a hockey stick.
Raymond Matthew Harris, born 9 6, 1957.
Raymond returned said literature unharmed. Does a year solid inside.
Ready? Bat back.
Really? Let's try.
Reginald 'Dukie' Neil, Kevin 'Whackjob' Sirraci, Nicholas Savage...
Remember we took Ray Harris here that time?
Remember what you said?
Right after you do your time. I did mine, you do yours. Admit what you did.
Right here's fine.
Right over there.
Right there.
Right there. Went in through a bottle of Jack and stuck in the wall right there.
Right.
Rome Basin. Place called Looney Liquors. I pulled the file.
Same year that Just Ray is indicted in a scam to embezzle subway tokens.
Saturday night, when Dave came in, I was asleep.
Save.
Saw a bullet with my name on it.
Saw who?
Say her name. Say it.
Say it! Katie! Say it or you die!
Says, Your wallet or your life. I'm leaving with one of them.
Scary, huh? Scarier than a glass of milk, right?
Sean Devine and his partner went by and saw Dave Boyle.
Sean, are you gonna grill me? A father knows.
See what I mean?
See you later, Dad.
See, it's 5 minutes from your place to McGill's...
See, now it'll be there forever.
See? Yeah.
Sending killers to jail is sending them where they've been heading all their lives.
Sent two of my biggest, ugliest troopers to pick him up.
Sergeant Powers says you need to get in here ASAP.
She closed her bank account, she had hotel phone numbers.
She goes to the other side, she takes off running again.
She know what really happened to your hand?
She runs for it through the trampled weeds...
She talked to Nadine about her Communion...
She turns to the curb, not too fast or she hops it. Foot's off the clutch. She stalls.
She wanted out of this dump. She wanted to start a new life.
She wants to worship at the temple of Sean Devine.
She was 19 fucking years old.
She was beaten with a stick, but that didn't kill her.
She was chased through the park where she died.
She was hysterical. Says Dave's missing, says you might know where he is.
She was shot a second time. Looks like a. 38.
She what?
She'll be there.
Shh.
Shh.
Shit like that happened all the time on jobs. That's why Jimmy was so missed.
Shoot you and then kill you.
Shut up! Shut the fuck up! Everybody shut up!
Silent.
Sister to Sara and Nadine.