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: [as Billy runs away, and protects him from Costello's goons
] One of you mugs got a light. Fitzy
: Where's your boy? Oliver Queenan
: He's studying law at Notre Dame. Fitzy
: Where's your fucking boy? Fitzy
: [grabs Queenan
] Goddamn motherfucker! Now where's your fucking boy?
[upon learning the Police have found Delahunt's body and that he was a cop
: I don't believe it. Mr. French
: What can't you believe? Fitzy
: I spent all fucking night dragging the poor bastard in there. Tell me how they find him so fast? Somebody walking a fucking dog ? What fucking size a dog is that? Has to be a big fucking dog, man. I spent all night doing it man.
[pause, Frank stares at him
: I'm embarrassed. I still don't believe he was a cop, I don't believe it. Frank Costello
: The COPS... are saying he's a cop... so I won't look for the cop. Are you soft, Fitz? When I tell you... to dump a body in the marsh, you dump him *IN* the marsh. Not where some guy from John Hancock goes every Thursday, TO GET A FUCKING BLOWJOB!
[Fitzy laughs, Frank hits him with his cap
] Frank Costello
: Don't laugh! This ain't Reality TV!
: She didn't notice us, she must be a cop. Delahunt
: Yeah, she's probably the fucking Police Commissioner.