1:15:02
- Mind your mouth, Mr. Bourke.
- You don't talk to Mr. Bourke that way.
1:15:07
Let it go, Kelly.
1:15:09
This is business,
and the boy's our stock in trade.
1:15:14
Now listen to me, lad.
There's a man l want you to box.
1:15:17
He's a goddamn ltalian,
and l want you to spill his blood.
1:15:21
l'll box and l'll win.
1:15:25
But you boys don't own me,
Mr. Bourke.
1:15:28
l box for myself, alone.
1:15:36
What do you think you're doing,
pissing against the wind?
1:15:40
D'Arcy Bourke is a powerful man
in Boston, whose connections l need.
1:15:43
l'm not gonna kiss the back of his
trousers just 'cause the rest of you do.
1:15:49
You like your suit?
1:15:51
Well, do you?
1:15:54
You like having a roof over your head?
1:15:56
l'm your bread and butter, lad.
1:15:59
Cross me, and you're nothing-
1:16:01
nothing but an ignorant mick.
1:16:04
You do what you're told
or l'll throw you out on the street...
1:16:07
and every door you'll knock on
will be slammed in your face.
1:16:11
Do you understand?