You following us, Jem? Who were you tailing, me or her? I told you. I made the Avalanche....

Doug MacRay: You following us, Jem? Who were you tailing, me or her? James Coughlin: I told you. I made the Avalanche. Doug MacRay: You got nothing to worry about. It's all under control. James Coughlin: So, you're trying to get us jammed up, that it? Doug MacRay: Yeah, I'm trying to get you jammed up. James Coughlin: Tell me you got a move here, Dougie. Cause the only way I see it, is that you got sprung like a goddamn beer trap on some toonie pussy who happens to be the one goddamn person-*fuck*! the one person that can give us to the fucking feds. Doug MacRay: Calm down. Don't you think we need to be smart right now? James Coughlin: Smart? Let's start fucking all the witnesses. Oh yeah I'm blowing the Assistant manager, am I smart now? And no, I didn't tell the other guys because they'd flip the fuck out! And I want the ready for the next thing. Doug MacRay: I told you, the next fucking thing ain't ready yet. James Coughlin: Then fucking make it ready! Doug MacRay: I don't like the guards on the next thing, alright. One kid is like fucking G.I. Joe, He wears the vest on the outside and tucks his pants into his fucking combat boots. James Coughlin: The truck's fucking waist high. Doug MacRay: We'll find another truck with the driver who's a fucking fat kid with his fucking shit on top who don't think he's special forces. James Coughlin: Well I know your happy in fuck-city over there but I waited nine years in Walpole for you Motherfucker, just nine years that's all. I'm done waiting Doug MacRay: This is the last one. We're hitting pause after this. We get pinched, remember whose idea this was, okay. Be ready on Friday.

I don't understand it, but it makes it easier when you know which bridge to close. Quinlan will set you up with a detail. Meantime, if there's anything your witness specialist can't do for you .... You got nothing to worry about. We're gonna find these guys. -Hi, how you doing? - Good. How are you? - Good. Come in. - Nice to see you. -Good to see you. -How have you been? -Good. Come in and have a seat. -Thanks, Margie, -Can I get you guys anything? -We're tine. Thank you. -Okay, well, Mike'll be right out. -Terrific. Really done well for himself. Yeah. He got good money for that place in the town. Why does anybody move to Saugus? It's gonna take us an hour to get over the Portagee Slide. Yep. Jesus. This shit with the Florist is getting old, man. I'm investing in a marquee score. All right? So we gotta make a few payments. Fuck making payments to him. Hey, let me give you some advice. Money don't care where it came from, all right? The guy's a fucking Lucky Charms Irishman... ...who can't find no one to sell his AKs to... ...so he's selling narcotics, trying to be the boss. You didn't seem to care when you were dropping 2 grand a week... ...on monsters and yay, did you? Look, there's a difference between a dealer and a straight killer, all right? So he dropped a few Dominicans. What, are you picky? Hey, guys. -Hey, Mike. -Hey, Mike. -Here you go, guys. - Hey. Here you go. -Hundred G's? -That's right. Look at this. -Like a newborn baby. All right. -That's it. -Take care, guys. -All right. Good to see you, Mike. -Looking good. -All right. - Hundred pounds. - Hundred grand. There you go. - Green money. - All right. -Be smart, brother. We'll see you. -Thanks. Thank you. -Hey, Rusty. How you doing? -Hey, Jem. What's up? How are you? Fergie. Kid's here. Hey, Fergie. -Here you go. -How's it going, son? All right. You run that under the sink, all right? Trust me. All right. Good to see you. Take it easy, man. Good to see you. Now it's time for the fun part. What's going on, pal? What up? Hey, there he is. - Boom. - Sober Jackson. - What's up? -Hey, hey. Krista's here. Go on, tell the story. Dougy, sit down. I'm trying to tell these motherfuckers about your father.