the right handful.
I'm just a potato-eater,
but isn't it simple as one, two, three?
One. The working conditions are bad.
Two. They're bad
because the mob does the hiring.
Three. The only way to break the mob is
to stop letting them get away with murder.
lf one of you'll answer one question,
we'd have a very good start.
And that question is:
Who killed Joey Doyle?
Not one of you has a line
on who killed Joey Doyle?
I have a hunch all of you
could tell us something about it.
All right, then answer this one:
How can we call ourselves Christians and
protect these murderers with our silence?
Jimmy Collins, you were Joey's best friend.
How can you just sit there
and not say anything?
I'll always think of him as my best friend,
but what do you want me to--
Who asked him in here?
I'm trying to find out
what happened to Joey Doyle.
-Maybe you can be helpful.
-Helpful?
The brother of Charley the Gent?
They'll help us get to the bottom
of the river.
You better leave Charley out of this.
-You don't think he'd be helpful?
-Why don't you ask him yourself?
-Maybe I will one of these days.
-One of these days.
Now, listen, you know who the pistols are.
Are you going to keep still
until they cut you down one by one?
Are you?
Dugan! How about you? Are you?
One thing you have to understand,
Father, on the dock...
...we've always been D and D.
-D and D? What's that?
-Deaf and dumb.
No matter how much
we hate the torpedoes, we don't rat.
Rat? Now boys, get smart.
I know you're getting pushed around,
but there's one thing...
...we have in this country,
and that's ways of fighting back.
Getting the facts to the public.
Testifying for what is right against
what is wrong.
What's ratting to them is telling the truth
for you, can't you see that?
Can't you see that?
lt seems to me we've gone just about
as far as we can at this time.
I think you'll agree with that, Father.
So, I'd like to close with a few words
from St. Matthew:
''Come unto me all you--''
What did I tell you
about sticking your neck out.
-This is a police problem, not ours.
-These people need help.
Okay. Only don't blame me when
they ship you off to Abyssinia.
I won't.
You better go home in pairs.
Twos is two, you know.
Come on.
Pop!
Edie!
What's happened to Pop?
He's all right.
He's an old man, they won't hurt him.
Get out, you!
Are you all right?
Yeah, considering they were using
my head for a baseball.
You still D and D?
Do you still call it ratting?
-Are you on the level?
-What do you think?
lf I stick my neck out and it's chopped off,
is that the end?
-Or will you go all the way?
-Down the line.
They'll put muscle on you, too,
turned-around collar or not.
Wipe your face. Listen, you stand up
and I'll stand up with you.
-Right down the wire?
-So help me God.
I think we're okay.
Steel pipes and baseball bats.
They play pretty rough around here.
I can make it home now all right.
Which side are you with?
Me? I'm with me, Terry.
You got a dime for a cup of coffee?
Go on, beat it, will you?
A little dime you don't need?
I know you. You're Edie Doyle.
Come on. Beat it.
Your brother was a saint, the only one
who ever tried to get me compensation.
You remember, Terry.
You was there that night.
Here's some change.
Go have yourself a ball.
You don't buy me. You're still a bum.
So long, Edie.
Lord have mercy on Joey.
Who's calling me a bum?
Everybody loved Joey.
From little kids to the old rummies.
Did you know him very well?
You know, he got around.
What did that man mean just now?
Don't pay no attention to him.
He's drunk, he's falling down. Everything.
He's a juicehead
that hangs around the neighbourhood.
Don't pay no attention.
I better go now.
You don't have to be afraid of me.
I'm not going to bite you.
I guess they don't let you walk
with fellas where you've been?
You know how the sisters are.
Yeah.
-Are you training to be a nun?
-lt's just a regular