–How much do you want?
–Two hundred dollars.
–Could I have had more?
–You’ll never know.
–So what brings you guys to the middle of nowhere?
–We’re bank robbers.
–You understand? You understand?
-Can he keep a secret? -He’s my son.
-Do you think sticking a gun at my head is gonna change things? If I tell you I’m a dead man anyway…… I’m just a messenger….
-Then give Mr. Rooney a message for me.
-Does Mom know?
-Your mom knows I love Mister Rooney. When we had nothing, he gave us a home. A life.
-God help me. What do I do?
-You think objectively, and you make your choice.
-I couldn’t do it.
-Is that your hobby or your profession?
-Both, I guess. To get paid to do what you love — ain’t that the
-We made it!
-Oh, oh yeah! We made it!
-What you’re asking me is impossible.
-Why are you always smiling? -Cuz its all so fuckin hysterical.
1)This is the life we chose, the life we lead, and theres only one gaurentee, none of us will see heaven.
1)Your crazy if you think they won’t find out who you are 2) The names Sullivan. Would you like me to spell it for you?
A man of honor always keeps his word.
A man of honor always pays his debt… and keeps his word.
And you…. you were more like me. And I didn’t want you to be.
Call the cops! I know a hussler when I see one!
Call the cops! I know husslers when i see them!
Gangster: Can he keep a secret?
Michael Sulivan: He’s my son.
He goes on missions for Mr. Rooney. They’re very dangerous. That’s why he brings his gun.
He was my father.
He’s my son.
I can’t take him… he’s dead.
I shoot the dead. I mean I take pictures of them. I don’t kill’em.
I shoot the dead. Dead bodies I mean, I don’t kill them.
I’m glad it’s you.
I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
In the six weeks on the road. In the winter of 1931.
It’s all so fuckin’ hysterical
Lose one of us, it hurts us all.
Michael Sulivan Jr.: People ask me if Michael Sulivan was a good man, and i just tell them, he’s my father.
Natural law. Sons are put on this earth to trouble their fathers.
One last thing.
Opening bell on Wall Street.
People always ask me if Michael Sullivan was a good man. And I always
give them the same answer: He was my father.
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.
There are only murderers in this room, Michael! Open your eyes! This is the life we choose, the life we lead. And the is only one guarantee: none of us will see heaven.
This house is not our home anymore…It’s just an empty building.
To be paid to do what you love… ain’t that the dream?
You gonna frisk me?
You have to listen to me now…Okay?…Or else both of us are dead.
You would like to apologize? Try again.
You’re not to speak of this to anyone. You understand…not to anyone.
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