Transcript (en)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, put the fucking gun down! Put the gun, put the gun down, alright? I came here to talk some sense into you. Alright, just act professional. I can get you your money. What'd you say? I can get you your money. You didn't come here to talk, alright? You came here to get arrested. You got fucking tapes of what? Costello was my informant. I was a rat? Fuck you, prove it. He was working for me. He was my informant. Shut your fucking mouth. Come on, get up. Well, what is this? A citizen's arrest? Blow me. All right, only one of us is a cop here, Bill. You understand that, Bill? No one knows who you fucking are. Would you shut the fuck up? I'm a sergeant in the Massachusetts State Police. Who the fuck are you? I erased you. You erased me, huh? Oh, yeah, go ahead, shoot a cop, Einstein. Watch what happens. Well, what happens is this bull would go right through your fucking head. Watch what happens. What, so you can get the parade, huh? The bagpipes and bullshit? Fuck you! Fuck you! I'm fucking arresting you! That's the stupidest thing you could do. Shut the fuck up! I could give a fuck if the charges don stick I still fucking arresting you Drop your weapon and step away from Sergeant Sullivan I called you. You specifically. Look, you know who I am. I'm not gonna shoot. I told you to meet me downstairs. Help, help, help! Put your weapon on the deck and step away from Sergeant Sullivan. Where's Dignam? I told you to bring Dignam! Shoot this motherfucker! Will you fucking shoot? Drop your weapon to the floor and we'll discuss it. Look, he's Costello's rat! All right? I got boxes of tapes, evidence, other documents proving it. Maybe you do. But right now I need you to drop the weapon. I told you I have evidence cold linking this prick to Costello, all right? You shoot this fucking prick. You know who I am. You know who I am. I'm taking him down... I'm taking him downstairs now. You know who I am. Oh my God I can wait to see you explain this to a fucking Suffolk County jury you fucking cocksucker This is gonna be fucking fun. Just fucking kill me. Just fucking kill me. I am killing you. Thank you Did you think you were the only one he had on the inside Costello was gonna sell us to the FBI. It's you and me now, you understand? We gotta take care of each other, you understand? Yeah. All right. Oh! Oh!