Russ Millard:
All right, listen up. No reporters view the body. You photo men - finish taking your pictures now. Coroner's men - put a sheet on the body as soon as they are done. We set up a perimeter six feet back. Any reporter crosses it - arrest him. Now gentlemen, before this gets out of hand, let's put the kibosh on something. With publicity, you get confessions. With confessions, you get crazies, liars, and false leads. So, we keep some things quiet. The uh, ear to ear facial lacerations, disembowelment - you keep this information to yourselves. Not your wives, not your girlfriends, and no other officers, and I mean no... Bleichert, what the hell are you doing here? Where the hell's Blanchard?
Ofcr. Dwight "Bucky" Bleichert:
He's right here.
Frank Costello:
[after talking to Madolyn on the phone] Was that that shrink cunt that answered the phone?
Colin Sullivan:
Remember I told you that we were gonna... she was gonna move in?
Frank Costello:
Yeah.
Colin Sullivan:
She moved in.
Frank Costello:
You better get organized, quick.
Colin Sullivan:
Hey, last time I checked, I tipped you off and you're not in jail.
Frank Costello:
Are you listening to me?
Colin Sullivan:
Yeah.
Frank Costello:
Do you like Little Miss Thing suckin' on your cock?
Colin Sullivan:
[looks at Madolyn] Yes. Yes, I do.
Frank Costello:
So earn it. I'm getting the feeling we got a cop in my crew.
Colin Sullivan:
Yeah, I know. I'm kinda getting that feeling too.
Frank Costello:
He's one of yours. Inside. Have you seen anything?
Colin Sullivan:
Frank, I got no access to Queenan's undercover files. He and Dignam run the snitches. I'm doing my best...
Frank Costello:
Your best? What do you think we're in, the fuckin' haberdashery business?
Colin Sullivan:
Look, Frank, if you don't relax, if you don't relax, I can't relax. All right? Now what I need you to do is you get me information on the people who were with you last night. Your crew. Get me Social Security numbers, get me...
Alyssa:
I remember those guys used to come over to my house almost everyday after school. They'd bug my sisters, look through my dad's closet for porno tapes, raid the fridge. They really took advantage of my parents never being home. This one day, Rick pulled his dick out and started chasing me around the house with it! Right in front of Cohee, man! I couldn't believe it!
Holden:
Rick pulled his dick out? Really? What did you do?
Alyssa:
[yells] I blew him while Cohee fucked me!
Holden:
Excuse me?
Alyssa:
That's what you wanted to hear, isn't it? That's what this little cross-examination of yours is all about? God! Well, next time, try not to make it so obvious, alright? There's subtler ways of badgering a witness! Am I right?
Bystander:
Jeez, man. Even I knew what you were getting at.
Alyssa:
If you wanted some background information on me, Holden, all you had to do was ask. I would have gladly volunteered it. You didn't have to go playing Hercule-fucking-Poirot!
Bystander:
[to his friend] I told you these were good seats!
