trying to say
that he was nothing?
I'm sayin' he worked at the airport.
- He's clean.
- Arm.
- What fuckin' arm.
- Show me your arm.
Flip it.
Makes me curious to see
you in this neighborhood.
- He's clean. - And if I can
slander my own environment
It makes me sad, this regression.
Plus I don't know if it is beyond
some fuckin' cop prick like Queenan
to pull you out of the Staties
and send you after me.
I just can't know...
I don't know what they do in
that particular department anyway.
- Are you still a cop?
- No!
Swear on your mother's grave!
You're still not a cop?
No, I'm not a fuckin' cop!
Are you gonna stop doing coke deals
with your jerk-off fuckin' cousin?
Yes, yes, yes!
All right, all right, all right.
You're ok, you'll be all right.
Get your hand
taken care of. I'm sorry.
It was necessary.
As for our problem with Providence.
Let's not cry over spilled guineas.
Who let this I.R.A
motherfucker in my bar?
Just kidding. How is your mother?
- She's on the way out.
- We all are. Act accordingly.
Here it is your highness as ordered.
Get in the car, I wanna
show you something.
- What's got you
all hot and bothered?
Get in the car, you'll see.
Do you trust him?
Well, these days... who is reliable?
Uncle Jacky was. Yeah. You can't
trust a guy who acts like
he's got nothing to lose.
I'm reliable.
Arnold, you're one in a million.
Ten. Ten million.
What about your wife, Arnold?
- I thought she was.
- She wasn't!
She got reliable.
Don't you people
ever shut the fuck up?
- Oh, another cunt he heard from.
- One too many.
- She's got a big mouth.
- Answer this for me.
I love the dear silver
that shines in your hair.
I love the dear fingers
so toil-worn for me...
God bless her and
keep her, Mother Machree.
The principles of
detection tell me that
these two gentlemen
came from providence.
Lieutenant Stain? MPD. I'd appreciate
if you got out of my crime scene
Well, actually it's my crime
scene. But knock yourself out.
Thanks.
I saw a dead guy. I think I'm
having post-traumatic stress.
Can I meet you for lunch?
All right, I'll see you then.
Who's the lead detective?
Good. He's a lummox...
Get the cops to look at
Jimmy Pappas for the hit.
Of course, he had
nothing to do with it.
He'll say so.
You look in his car,
you'll find the gun that did
it, registered officially...
- to Providence. - In the trunk or
the glove compartment?
Hey, do you wanna
see some dead guys?
Calm down. Calm down. Settle down.
This will get Captain Ellerby
on the 6 o'clock news.
No wonder you get ahead.
Have a seat, Billy.
Do you know John Lennon?
Yes, sure. He was a
president before Lincoln.
Lennon said:
I'm an artist.
You give me a fuckin' tuba,
I'll get you something out of it.
All right, I'm
telling you Mr. Costello,
I'd like to squeeze some
fucking money out if it.
Smart mouth.
Too bad. If you'll endulge me...
Now what?
Choir practice.
Choir practice?
The point I'm making
with John Lennon is...
A man could look at anything
and make something out of it.
For instance, I
look at you, and I think...
What can I use you for?
- Get rid of this.
- French?
Put it downstairs. Here, thank you.
Maybe we could work something out.
- Good.
- And send this to his wife.
I thought it was nice,
the way you asked the guy,
which hand he jerked off with.
I hope this don't shake Rita up.
As I remember she ain't
that sentimental.
That was quick. Is he dead already?
We have to do it by phone. I won't
do it if I have to wear a wire.
No wires ever, do you understand?
- You don't know what this is like.
- Microprocessors.
- Micro what?
- Microprocessors.
Probably be at war with the Chinese
that in 20 odd years and Costello
is selling a military technology.
Microprocessors, chips,
computer parts... If anybody says
anything about anything like that,
you let us know.
So who did the two
guys from Providence?
Jimmy Pappas.