All language subtitles for On the Waterfront 1954 Criterion 1080p BluRay x264-OFT_[eng]

You take it
from here, slugger.

Joey!

Joe Doyle!

Terry, what
do you want?

Hey, I got one
of your birds.

I recognised him
by the band.

Yeah,
it must be Danny Boy.

I lost him
in the last race.

Yeah, he flew into my coop.
Do you want him?

Well, I gotta watch
myself these days.
Know what I mean?

Listen, don't worry.
I'll take him up to your loft.

Okay, I'll see you
on the roof.

Hey.
Hey.

How goes it?

He's up on the roof.

The pigeon?

Uh, yeah, white.

(JOEY SCREAMING)

(THUDS)

I think somebody
fell off the roof.

(PEOPLE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

He thought he was gonna
sing to the crime
commission. He won't.

I thought they was
gonna talk to him.

That's the idea.

I thought they was
gonna talk to him
and get him to dummy up.

Maybe he gave
them an argument.

Oh, I figured the worst
they was gonna do

was lean on him
a little bit.

Like I said,
maybe he gave
them an argument.

He's been giving Johnny,
the boss, a lot
of arguments lately.

Wow.

He wasn't a bad kid,
that Joey.

A canary.

Maybe he could sing,
but he couldn't fly.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

Hey, come on.
I'll buy you a drink.

Well, I'll be
in there later.

(DOOR CLOSES)

MAN: Father Barry is here.

Same thing happened
to my Andy five years ago.

You're Pop Doyle,
ain't you,
the boy's father?

That's right.

Looks like
he fell off the roof,
or maybe he was pushed.

Got any ideas?
No.

He was the only
longshoreman
that had guts

to talk to them
crime investigators.

Who asked you?
Everybody knows that.

Shut up. If Joey
had took my advice,
he wouldn't be...

Everybody knows that.

I said, shut up!

Look, I know how
you feel about cops,

but maybe if you
give me some leads,
I could...

POP DOYLE:
I kept telling him,
"Don't say nothing.

"Keep quiet.
You'll live longer."

(PRAYING)

I've been on the docks
all my life, boy,

and there's one thing
I learned.

You don't ask
no questions,

you don't answer
no questions,

unless you want
to wind up like that.

Edie.

Edie, come here.

I wanna talk to you.
Come with me.

Father,
who'd wanna kill Joey?

Who'd wanna kill Joey?

Stay away from him!
Stay away from him!

Stay away from him!
Stay away from him!

Edie, listen.
Edie! Edie!

Edie, time and faith.

Remember, time and faith
are great healers.

Father, my brother's dead,

and you talk
about time and faith.
(SHUSHING)

My brother was the best kid
in the neighbourhood,

and everybody said so.

Edie, listen. I'm in
the church if you need me.

You're in the church
if I need you?

Did you ever hear
of a saint hiding
in a church?

(SHUSHING)

I wanna know
who killed my brother!

What's the matter
with you, punk?

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Hey, boss, Packy wants
another drink on the cuff.

Give it to him.
BARTENDER: All right.

Here's the cut
on the shape-up.

891 men, $3 a head.

That's, uh, $2,673.

Charley,
you count them.

(MAN SPEAKING ON TV)

Got a banana boat
on 46 tomorrow.

If we could
pull a walkout,

it might mean a few bucks
from the shippers.

Bananas go bad
in a hurry.

Ask two Gs.

CHARLEY: $2,673.

These clowns can't fight.

(SWITCHING OFF TV)

There's nobody
tough any more.

Hiya, slugger.

Hi there, Johnny.
Hi, kid.

The tough nut!
Don't hit me!
Don't hit me!

(GRUNTS)

Where's Morgan?
Where's that big
banker of mine?

Right here,
Mr Friendly.

Hiya, JP.
How's business?

Having trouble
with Kelly again, boss.

He won't take
no loans,

and Big Mac puts him
to work anyway.

He's my wife's nephew.

But he won't
take no loans!

I gotta put him to work!
She'd murder me!

MAN: That's why
I never got married.

JP: Here's the interest
on the day, boss, $532.

Here, you count it.
Counting makes me sleepy.

Hey, Skins.

Did you handle
that sheet metal
all right?

Yeah. It was easy.

The new checker faked
the receipt. Here it is.

When you talk to me,
take the cigar
out of your mouth.

Stow the receipt.
I'll take the cash.

Yeah, sure, yeah.

Here you are, 45 bills.

Hey, Terry.
You count this.

(MUMBLING)

Go on, go on.
It's good for you,
develops your mind.

What mind?

Shut up.
I like the kid.

Hey, remember the night
he took Farella
at St. Nick's, Charley?

We won a bundle.

Real tough.
Big try.

I lost the count.

(LAUGHING)

Okay, forget it,
Einstein.

How come you never got
an education like your
brother Charley here?

The only arithmetic
he ever got

was hearing the referee
count up to 10.

You know, you're not
too funny today, fat man.

JOHNNY: Hey!
What's wrong with you?

What gives with our
boy tonight, Charley?
He ain't himself.

It's just
the Joey Doyle thing

and how he exaggerates
some things.

Just too much
Marquess of Queensberry.

It softens him up.

Listen, kid.
I'm a soft touch, too.

Ask any rummy on the dock
if I ain't good for a fin

any time they put
the arm on me.

But my old lady
raised us 10 kids

on a stinking
watchman's pension.

When I was 16,
I had to beg for
work in the hold.

I didn't work my way up
out of there for nothing.

I know that, Johnny.
I know it.

You know,
taking over this local
took a little doing.

There were some
rough fellas in the way.

They gave me this
to remember them by.

He had to keep his hand over
his throat to stay alive,

and he still
went after them.

I know it.
I know what's
eating you.

Well, I got 2,000
dues-paying members
in this local.

That's $72,000 a year,
legitimate.

And when each one
of them puts in a couple
bucks a day

just to make sure
the work's steady...

Well, figure it out.

And that's just
for openers.

We got the fattest piers
and the fattest harbour
in the world.

Everything moves
in and out,
we take our cut.

Why shouldn't we?

If we can get it...
We're entitled to it.

You don't suppose I can
afford to be boxed out

of a deal like this,
do you?

A deal I sweated
and bled for

on account of one lousy
little cheese-eater,
that Doyle bum,

who thinks
he can go squealing

to the crime commission,
do you?

Well, do you?

No, Johnny.
I just figured I should
have been told...

I make it $2,623.

You're 50 short, Skins.

Give me.

I must have miscounted.

Give me.

Give me!

(GRUNTING)

You come from Greenpoint,
go back to Greenpoint.

You don't work
here no more.

Here, kid.
Here's half a bill.
Go get your load on.

No, I'm okay,
Johnny. Thanks.

Present from
your Uncle Johnny.

And, Mac,
tomorrow morning when
you shape the men,

put Terry up
in the loft.

Number one. Every day.
Sure. Why not?

It's nice, easy work.

You check in,
and you goof off on
a coffee bag, okay?

Okay.

CHARLEY: Hey.

You got
a real friend here.

Now don't forget it.

Why should he forget it?

Yeah.
Thanks, Johnny.

All right, payday.

Barney.

Mac.

Truck.

(PIGEONS COOING)

Hi, Terry.

Hiya, kid.

I was just gonna
feed them.

I already fed them.

You must've
been up early, huh?

I was up anyhow,
so I figured
I might as well.

They sure
got it made, huh?

Eating, sleeping,
flying around
like crazy,

raising gobs
of squabs.

Well, I better
get over there.

Be careful, don't spill
no water on the floor,

because I don't want
them to catch cold.

I'll see you
around, huh?

Come on, Tony,
give me the tabs.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

MAN 1: He was a good boy,
that Doyle kid.

MAN 2: Sure he was.
That's why he got it
in the head.

Yeah, but he couldn't learn
to keep his mouth shut.
(SHUSHING)

Hey, Pop.

Hey, Pop,
why don't you go home?

The boys that work today
will be chipping in gladly.

That's right, Pop.
No thanks, fellas.

I'm gonna shape.
Who do you think'll
pay for the funeral?

Johnny Friendly,
that great labour leader.

MAN: (LAUGHING)
That's a good one.

Why don't you keep
that big mouth
of yours shut?

What are you,
a wise guy?

If I was wise, I wouldn't
be no longshoreman

for 30 years

and poorer now
than when I started.

Wise guy.
Big mouth.

Don't mess
with those guys.

Oh, here.

I brought you
Joey's windbreaker.

Might come in handy.
Go ahead, wear it.

Thanks, Pop.

Mine's more full of holes
than the Pittsburgh infield.

Hey, Joe.
I got a coat for you.

(MACHINERY RUMBLING)

POP DOYLE: He asked
hard questions.

That was years ago,
though.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Do you know
Terry Malloy?

No, I don't know him.
Never heard of him.

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES)

Say, you're Terry Malloy,
aren't you?

So what?

Didn't I see you fight
a couple of years ago?

All right,
without the birdseed.

What do you want?

Oh, our identification.

"Waterfront Crime Commission."
What's that?

Oh, I just want to
ask you a few questions.

You see,
we're getting ready

to hold public hearings
on waterfront crime

and underworld infiltration
of the longshore union.

I don't know nothing.

You haven't heard
the questions yet.

What did you say?

You heard me.

There's a rumour
that you're one of
the last people

to see
Joey Doyle alive.

Well,
I don't know nothing.

Nobody's accusing you
of anything, Mr Malloy.

I hope you
understand that.

Just want to ask you
some questions

about some people
you may know.

Uh...

People I may know?

OFFICER: That's right.

You better get out
of here, buster.

OFFICER: Now,
slow down, boy, huh?

I don't know nothing,

I ain't seen nothing,
I'm not saying nothing,

so why don't you
and your girlfriend
just take off?

All right, Mr Malloy,
you have every right
not to talk,

if that's what
you choose to do.

But the public has a right
to know the facts, too,
you know?

Yeah. All right.

We'll be seeing
you again, Mr Malloy.

Well, never's gonna be
too much soon for me, shorty.

Take it easy.

How do you like them mugs
taking me for a pigeon?

Who was it?

I don't know who they are.

You're three weeks behind
on the last $25,

but I'm willing
to take a chance.

Some chance
at 10% a week.

And if he don't borrow,
he don't work.

May you rot in hell, JP.

When I'm dead and gone,

you'll know
what a friend I was.

Why don't you drop dead now
so we can test your theory?

Condolences.

Hey, Pop, look.

Let her go, Tony.

(BLOWING WHISTLE)

(MEN CLAMOURING)

MAC: Now, the following
hatch bosses
with their gangs.

I guess I spoke
out of turn last night.

You think I'm just
a gravy-train rider
with a turned-around collar.

Don't you, huh?

I see the Sisters
taught you not to lie.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

All right, loft gang!

Malloy!

Hendricks!

Krajowski!

Westerfield!
Forty-one.

Maguire!
348.

MAN 1: Seventy-one.
MAN 2: Thirty-three.

I've been thinking
about your question,

and you're right, Edie.

This is my parish.

I don't know
how much I can do,

but I'll never find out
unless I come down here

and take a good look
for myself.

MAC: All right,
I need some
extra banana carriers.

Bananas again.

I wonder when
we're gonna get a boat

from Ireland with some
good Irish whisky on it.

Dugan, my boy,
you're dreaming again.

All right. Kelly.

Ritchie.

Yeah, you.

What's the matter?

Nobody want
to work today?

Yeah, you.

Yeah, you.

Who do you see
to get a day's pay?

Give me a break, Mac.
I got a couple of kids.

(ALL CLAMOURING)

(LAUGHING)

Meatballs.
Definitely.

Come here!

Hey, Terry,
grab that one!

(ALL SHOUTING)

EDIE: Give me that!

Are you gonna work?

Give it to me!
Why? Why? Huh?

Give it to me!
Give me that!

What makes you
so special?

Whoa! Things are
looking up on the dock.

Don't you
recognise her, dopey?
That's Joey Doyle's sister.

You give me that!

You Joey Doyle's sister?

Yes, I am.

You don't want to go
to work today anyhow.

Well, it's been
nice wrestling with you.

Edie.

Pop, here's your tab.
Take it.

All right.
Give it to me.
I can use it.

Now get back
to the Sisters
where you belong.

I'm surprised at you,
Father, if you don't
mind my saying so.

Letting her see things
ain't fit for the eyes
of a decent girl.

MAC: All right, that's all.
Come back tomorrow.

Say, what do
you do now?

Like Big Mac said,
come back tomorrow.

Tomorrow?
No ship tomorrow.

I've been standing here
for five straight mornings,

and that bum
over there...

TILLIO: Come on,
get out of here.
Get out of here.

I'm sorry, Father.
I didn't mean it.

MAN 1:
What do you want to do?

MAN 2: Come on,
let's go get a bowl.

Wait a minute.
Is this all you do,

just take it like this?

Huh, well,
what about your union?

No other union
in the country would stand
for a thing like that.

The waterfront's
tougher, Father,

like it ain't
part of America.

You know how
a trigger local
works, Father?

No. How?

You get up in the meeting,
you make a motion,

the lights go out,
then you go out.

That's how it's been
ever since Johnny

and his cowboys
took over the local.

Name one safe place
where it's safe

to even talk
without getting clobbered.

The church.

What?

The bottom of the church.

DUGAN: Do you know
what you're letting
yourself in for?

You got a cigarette on you?

Yeah.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Right over there.

Hey.

You working hard?

Yeah.

You wouldn't mind
working just once
in a while

just to justify
this lofty position,
would you?

I finished the work.
I counted all them bags.

We have an extra
detail for you.

That's if you don't mind
being disturbed or anything.

The priest
and this Doyle girl,

they're getting a meeting up
together down at the church.

We want a rundown
on it, you know,

the names and the numbers
of all the players.

Wait a minute.

All right,
you're nominated.

Why me, Charley?

I feel funny
going down there.

Besides, I'd just
be stooling for you.

Let me tell you
what stooling is.

Stooling is when you
rat on your friends,

the guys you're with.

If Johnny wants a favour,
don't think about it, do it.

Now, go on,
join the congregation.

Well, I thought
there'd be more
of you here, but...

The Romans found out what
a handful could do if
it's the right handful.

I'm just a potato-eater,

but isn't it simple
as one, two, three?

One, the working
conditions are bad.

Two, they're bad because
the mob does the hiring.

And three, the only way
we can break the mob

is to stop letting them
get away with murder.

Now, if one of you would
just answer one question,

we'd have a start,
a very good start.

And that question is
who killed Joey Doyle.

Not one of you has a line
on who killed Joey Doyle?

I have a hunch all of you
could tell us something
about it.

All right,
then answer this one.

How can we call
ourselves Christians

and protect these murderers
with our silence?

Jimmy Collins, you were
Joey's best friend.

How can you just sit there
and not say anything?

And I'll always think
of him as my best friend.

But what do you
want me...

Who asked him in here?

I'm just trying to find out
what happened to Joey Doyle.

Maybe you can be helpful.

Helpful?

The brother
of Charley the Gent?

They'll help us get to
the bottom of the river.

Better leave
Charley out of this.

You don't think
he'd be helpful?

Why don't you
ask him yourself?

DUGAN: Maybe I will
one of these days.

One of these days.

Now, listen, you know
who the pistols are.

Are you going to keep still
until they cut you down
one by one?

Are you?

Hey, Dugan,
how about you, are you?

One thing you gotta
understand, Father.

On the dock, we've
always been D and D.

"D and D,"
what's that?

Deaf and dumb.

No matter how much
we hate the torpedoes,
we don't rat.

FATHER: Rat?

Now, boys, get smart.

I know you're
getting pushed around,

but there's thing
we've got in this country,

and that's ways
of fighting back.

Getting the facts
to the public,

testifying for
what you know is right

against what
you know is wrong.

And what's ratting to them
is telling the truth for you!

Now can't you see that?

Can't you see that? Huh?

It seems to me we've gone
just about as far as
we can at this time.

I think you'll agree
with that, Father.

So I'd like to close
with a few words
from St Matthew.

"Come unto me, all ye..."

(BASEBALL BATS BANGING)

That's our friends.

What did I tell you,
sticking your neck out?

This is a police problem,
not ours!

These people need
our help, Vince!

Okay! Okay!

Only don't blame me
when they ship you
off to Abyssinia!

I won't!

Edie, you'd better
go home in pairs.

Twos is two, you know.

Come on!

(EDIE SCREAMS)

Pop! Pop!

Come here.
Don't go out there.

No, no. Come here.
Come here.

Edie! Edie!

(PEOPLE GRUNTING)

What happened to Pop?

He's all right.
He's an old man.
They won't hurt him.

Get out of here!

Here, up.
Are you all right, Dugan?

Yeah, considering
they were using my head
for a baseball.

You still D and D?

You still call it ratting?

Are you on the level?

What do you think?

If I stick my neck out
and they chop it off,

will that be
the end of it,

or are you willing
to go all the way?

Down the line.

They'll put the muscle
on you, too,

turned-around collar
or no turned-around collar.

Wipe your face. Listen to me.

You stand up,
and I'll stand up with you.

Right down the wire?

So help me God.

TERRY:
I think we're okay.

Steel pipes
and baseball bats.

Well, they play
pretty rough around here.

I can make it
home now all right.

Okay.

Which side
are you with?

Me? I'm with me, Terry.

Hey, you got a dime
for a cup of coffee?

Ah, beat it, will you?

Just a little dime
you don't need?

Hey, I know you.

You're Edie Doyle.

Come on, beat it.

Your brother
was a saint.

He was the only one
who ever tried to
get me a compensation.

What are you doing?
Get out of here.

You remember, Terry.
You was there that night.

Get out of here!

You remember.

Get out of here!

Here's some change.
Go have yourself a ball.

You don't buy me.
You're still a bum.

So long, Edie.

Lord have mercy
on Joey.

Look who's
calling me a bum.

Everybody loved Joey,
the little kids
to the old rummies.

Did you
know him very well?

Well, you know,
he got around.

What did that man mean
just now?

Oh, don't pay
no attention to him.

He's drunk,
he's falling down,
everything.

He's just a juicehead
that hangs around
the neighbourhood.

Don't pay no attention.

I'd better go now.

You don't have
to be afraid of me.

I'm not gonna bite you.

I guess they don't
let you walk with fellas
where you've been, huh?

You know
how the Sisters are.

Yeah.

Are you training
to be a nun?

It's just
a regular college.

Wait a second.

It's run by
the Sisters of St. Anne.

Where is that?

It's in Tarrytown.

Where's that?

In the country.

I don't like the country.
The crickets make me nervous.

So how often
do you get in here?

Guess we haven't been here
since last Christmas.

We were gonna have
a Thanksgiving party.

That's nice.

What do you do up there?
You just, what, study?

I want to be a teacher.

Teacher?

That's very good.
You know, personally,
I admire brains.

My brother Charley
is a very brainy guy.

He had a couple
of years of college.

It isn't just brains.
It's how you use them.

Yeah,
I get your thought.

You know, I seen you
a lot of times before.

Remember parochial school
out on Pulaski Street?

Seven, eight years ago?
You had your hair...

Braids.

Looked like
a hunk of rope.

You had wires
on your teeth,
and glasses, everything.

You was really a mess.

I can get home
all right now.
Thanks.

Listen, don't get sore.

I'm just kidding you
a little bit.

I just mean to tell you
that you grew up very nice.

Thanks.

You don't remember me,
do you?

I remembered you
the first moment
I saw you.

By the nose, huh?

Well, there's some people
just got faces that
stick in your mind.

I remember you were
in trouble all the time.

Now you got me.

Boy, the way those
Sisters used to whack me,
I don't know what.

They thought
they was gonna beat

an education into me,
but I foxed them.

Maybe they just didn't know
how to handle you.

How would
you have done it?

With a little more
patience and kindness.

That's what makes people
mean and difficult.

People don't care enough
about them.

Ah, what,
are you kidding me?

No.
Come on,
I'd better get you home.

There's too many guys
around here

with only one thing
on their mind.

Am I gonna
see you again?

What for?

I don't know.

I really don't know.

All right, come on.

Come on.

All right,
you're all packed,
here's your bus ticket,

and you're on your way
back to St. Anne's.

I'm not ready
to go back yet, Pop.

Edie.

For years, your mom
and me put quarters
into the cookie jar

to keep you up there
with the Sisters,

and keep you from things
like I just seen
outside the window.

Daughter of mine
walking arm in arm
with Terry Malloy.

Do you know
who Terry Malloy is?

Who is he, Pop?

He's the kid brother
of Charley the Gent,

who's Johnny Friendly's
right hand

and a butcher
in a camel-hair coat.

Are you trying to
tell me Terry is, too?

He tries to act tough.

But there's a look
in his eye.

Yeah, a look
in his eye. (CHUCKLES)

Hold your hats, brothers.
Here we go again.

You think he's
one of them cases

you're always dragging
into the house
and feeling sorry for,

like that
litter of kittens
you brought in.

(CHUCKLES)

The only one you wanted
to keep had six toes

and was
cock-eyed to boot.

Look at him,
the little bum.

He said he wants
to see me again.

Look...

See this arm?

Two inches longer
than the other.

That's from years
of working and sweating

and lifting
and swinging a hook.

Every time I heist
a box or a coffee bag,
I says to meself,

"That's for Edie,
so she can be a teacher
or something decent."

I promised your mom, Edie.
Don't let her down.

Pop.

I don't want you to think
that I'm not grateful

for everything you've done.

For giving me the education,

for keeping me away
from all of this.

But, Pop, I've seen things
that I know are so wrong.

How can I go back to school
and keep my mind

on things
that are just in books,

that aren't people,
living?

I'm gonna stay, Pop,

and I'm gonna keep on
trying to find out

who is guilty for Joey!

EDIE: Hey, Terry!

Hi.

What are you doing
up here on the roof?

Just looking.

Take a look
at the champion flock
of the neighbourhood.

Fly pretty nice, huh?

Golden Warriors?

Yeah. I started
them Golden Warriors.

You might say that I was
the original Golden Warrior.

This bum here
is my shadow.

He thinks
I'm a tough man because
I boxed pro for a while.

TERRY: Come on, tough guy.
Think you're a tough guy, huh?

EDIE: Joey used
to race pigeons.

TERRY:
Get out of here, you.

Huh?

Joey used to race pigeons.

Yeah, he had a few birds.

I've been taking care of them.

I wouldn't have thought
you'd be so interested
in pigeons.

I just go for it.

You know this city
is full of hawks?

That's a fact.

They hang around on the top
of the big hotels

and they spot a pigeon
in the park.

Right down on them.

You got a second?
One second?

I wanna show you something.

Here you are.
What do you think
of that bum?

She's a beauty.

She's a he.
His name is Swifty.

Oh! Oh, look
what he went and did.

TERRY:
He's my lead bird.

He's always on top
of the perch.

You know, if another bum

tries to come along
and take his place,

he really
lets him have it.

Even pigeons
aren't peaceful.

Well, one thing
about them, though,

they're very faithful.

They get married,
just like people.

Better.

And they stay that way
till one of them dies.

That's nice.

Hey, go ahead,
fix the roof.

Hey, you want that egg?

Thanks.

Do you like beer?

I don't know.

I'll bet you never
had a glass of beer.

You ever
have a glass of beer?

No.

(SHUSHES)

You wanna
have one with me?

In a saloon?

Well, yeah.

I know a nice little
dump down here

that's got a special
entrance for ladies,
all like that.

Come on.
It won't hurt.

Come on.

Okay.

Yeah? Good.

Hey, Mac.
Yeah.

Two Guckenheimers
and two for chasers.

See the fight
last night?

No.

Kid named Riley,
both hands.

Like you used to be.

(LAUGHING SARCASTICALLY)

I hope he got
better dice than me.

Comedian.

Are you really
a prize-fighter?

I used to be.

How did you get
interested in that?

Well, I don't know.

I had to scrap
all my life.

I might as well
get paid for it.

When I was a kid,
my old man got
bumped off and...

Never mind how.

Then they stuck Charley
and me in a dump

they called
a children's home.

Oh, boy,
that was some home.

Well, anyhow,
I run away from there,

and I fought in
the club smokers
and peddled papers

and Johnny Friendly
bought a piece of me.

Bought a piece of you?

Yes.

Then I was going
pretty good there
for a while.

And after that, uh...

Well, I don't know.

What do you really care?
Am I right?

Shouldn't everybody care
about everybody else?

Boy, what a fruitcake
you are.

I mean, isn't everybody
a part of everybody else?

And you really
believe that drool?

Yes, I do.

Well, here we are.
One for the lady
and for the gent.

Here's to the first one.
I hope it ain't the last.

Tink.
(GIGGLES)

Go ahead.

Mmm.
Good?

No, not like that.
One hunk.

Wham.

(GASPING)

Wham.

You wanna hear
my philosophy of life?

Do it to him before
he does it to you.

I never met anyone like you.

There's not a spark
of sentiment or romance

or human kindness
in your whole body.

What good does it do you
besides get you in trouble?

(STUTTERING) And when things
and people get in your way,

you just knock them aside,
get rid of them.

Is that your idea?

Listen, don't look
at me when you say that.

It wasn't my fault
what happened to Joey.

Fixing him wasn't my idea.

Who said it was?

Well, everybody's
putting the needle on me.

You and them mugs
in the church

and Father Barry.

I didn't like the way
he was looking at me.

He was looking
at everybody the same way.

Oh, yeah?

Anyhow, what's with
this Father Barry?

What's his racket?

His racket?

Yeah, his racket.
Everybody's got a racket.

But he's a priest.

Oh, are you kidding?
So what?

That don't make
no difference.

You don't
believe anybody, do you?

Listen, down here,
it's every man for himself.

It's keeping alive.

It's standing
with the right people

so you get
a little bit of change

jingling in your pocket.

And if you don't?

If you don't,
right down.

It's living
like an animal.

All right.

I'd rather live
like an animal

than end up like...

Like Joey.

Are you afraid
to mention his name?

NO.

Well, what do you
keep harping on that for?

Come on, drink up.

You gotta get
a little fun out of life.

Come on,
I'll stick some music on.

(SIGHS)

What's the matter?

Look, what's the matter?
What's the matter with you?

Help me if you can,
for God sakes.

Edie, I'd like to help.

I'd like to help,
but there's nothing I can do.

All right.

I shouldn't have asked you.

Here, come on,
have a little beer.

Come on, come on.

I don't want it.

You just stay here
and finish your drink.

No, no.
Listen, don't go.

I got my whole life
to drink.

You sore at me?

What for?

Well, I don't know.
For not...

For not being
no help to you.

You would if you could.

(WEDDING MARCH PLAYING
AT A FAST TEMPO)

Here I come!
Here I come!

Wait a minute.
Pick a winner.

Wait a minute.
First I gotta
kiss the bride.

Go on!
You kissed her before.

(ALL CLAMOURING)

We'll get out that way.
You want me to take you?

What's going on here?

Give me a cigarette.

You gotta stop
smoking so much.

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

Come on,
we'll get out
through here.

What's the matter
with you?

Huh?

Come on.

That's a pretty tune.

Here's a stick of gum.
Do you good.

Thank you.
Do you like that music?

If I had my tuxedo,
I'd ask you to dance,
but...

Come on,
you want to spin?

Huh?

Come on,
don't be afraid.

Ah, you dance divinely.

(CHUCKLES)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Say, we're doing
pretty good.

The Sisters
ought to see you now.

EDIE: Wait a minute.

(SIGHS)

I feel like
I'm just floating.

Just floating.

Just floating.

(MUSIC STOPS)
Hey!

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

I've been looking all
over for you, Terry.

The boss wants you.

Right now?

Yeah. He just got
a call from Mr Upstairs.

Something's gone wrong.
He's plenty hot.

Well, I'm gonna
take her home first.

I wouldn't do that.

I'll see
the little lady home.

Look, just tell him
I'll come over there
when I'm ready.

Hey, Edlow!
Edlow, wait up!

Who was that?

I don't know.
Some mug.

Who was he?

Edie, you gotta quit trying
to find out about Joey.

It ain't safe.

I'm telling you,
it ain't safe.

Oh, Mr Malloy,
I was hoping I might
find you here.

Excuse me, miss.

You're being served with
a subpoena, Mr Malloy.

A what?

Be at the Statehouse,
courtroom nine,
10:00, Friday morning.

I told you, I don't
know nothing about that.

You can bring
a lawyer if you wish.

And you're privileged
under the Constitution

to protect yourself
against questions

which might implicate you
in any crimes.

Uh...

Listen, you know what
they're asking me to do?

All we want you
to do, Mr Malloy,
is tell the truth.

Good night, kid.

Nice wedding.

Look at that.

What are you gonna do?

I ain't gonna eat
cheese for no cops,
and that's for sure.

It was Johnny Friendly
who had Joey killed,
wasn't it?

He had him killed,
or he had something

to do with it,
didn't he?

He and your
big brother Charley?

You can't tell me,
can you?

Because
you're part of it,

because you're just as bad
as the worst of them.

(SHUSHING)
Tell me the truth, Terry.

You'd better go
back to that school
out in Daisyland.

You're driving yourself nuts,
you're driving me nuts.

Quit worrying about
the truth all the time,

and worry about yourself.

I should have known
you wouldn't tell me.

Pop said Johnny Friendly
used to own you.

Well, I think
he still owns you.

No wonder everybody
calls you a bum.

Don't say that to me, Edie.
Don't say that to me now.

No wonder.
No wonder.

I'm only trying
to help you out.

I'm trying to keep you
from getting hurt.

What more do
you want me to do?

Much more.
Wait a minute.

Much, much, much more.

Where you going?

(ALL CHEERING)

(WHISTLING)

(CAR TYRES SCREECHING)

(HONKS)

Hi there, Johnny.
Genius.

I was just
coming over there.

By way of Chicago?

No, I was just on
my way over there.

(CHUCKLING)

How many times you been
knocked out, Terry?

Knocked out?
Uh, two times.

That's once too often.

Your brains
must be rattling.

What you got up there,
Chinese bells? Huh?

What's the matter?

Thought you were
gonna keep your eye
on that church meeting.

I was there.

There wasn't
nothing happening.

"Nothing happening,"
he says.

Some operator
you got yourself.

One more like him,
we'd all be wearing
striped pyjamas.

I'm telling you, Johnny,
it was a big nothing.

The priest did
all the talking.

He did, eh?
Yeah.

Half an hour later,

a certain Timothy J Dugan
had a secret session with
the crime commission,

and he done
all the talking.

Well, Dugan,
what does he know?

Just 39 pages
of our operation,
that's all!

Where'd you get that?
I got it.

He got it.
It's the complete works
of Timothy J. Dugan.

I knew he had the guts,
but I never...

(SHOUTING) Guts?

Why, that crummy pigeon.
He ought to have
his neck wrung.

That's what we get
for getting mixed up

with this punch-drunk
brother of yours.

He was all right
hanging around for laughs,
but this is business.

I don't like
anyone goofing off
in my business.

I wasn't goofing,
Johnny.

What are you going around
with his sister for?

I'm not...
Just shut up!

Look, Johnny,
it's just that...

The Doyle broad,
she's got him

so he doesn't even know
where his feet is any more.

It's an unhealthy
relationship!

Definitely.

Get rid of her,
unless you're
both tired of living.

You got her address?
CHARLEY: Yeah.

Now look,
we gotta do something
to muzzle this Dugan,

or he'll raise
the biggest stink
this town has ever seen.

We got the best muscle
on the waterfront.

The time to use
it is now, pronto,
if not sooner.

You know
where you're going?

Back in the hold.

No more cushy job
in the loft.

It's down in the hold
with the sweat gang

till you learn
your lesson, see?

Ah, you.
(MUTTERING)

Let's go.

Wise up!

(CAR DRIVING AWAY)

(INAUDIBLE)

All right, let's go.

MAN 1: Come on,
come on, come on.
MAN 2: Let's do it.

At last,
an Irish shipment.

And loaded to the gunnels
with fine Irish whisky.

See, Kayo,
the good Lord takes care
of us all in time.

That he does.

Come on out, Kayo.
Get it up.

All right, take it up.
MAN: Take it up.

Take it away.

And don't go walking
off with any of that.

You know how the boss feels
about individual pilferage.

All right, all right.

Now you see the advantage
of a little man
in a big coat.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Kayo, let me see you
a minute afterward.

What are you
down here for?

To see
that we don't steal

any of Mr Friendly's
precious cargo?

I want to talk...

Get away from me,
will you?

All right, take it up.
MAN: Take it up.

Take it away.

Okay.

MAN: (LAUGHS) Kayo,
you're a walking distillery.

(CRASHING)

(KAYO SHOUTING)

Watch it!

Get a doctor!

He don't need a doctor.
He needs a priest.

I came down here
to keep a promise.

I gave Kayo my word
that if he stood up
to the mob,

I'd stand up
with him, all the way.

And now Kayo Dugan
is dead.

He was one of those fellas
who had the gift
for standing up.

But this time,
they fixed him.

They fixed him
for good this time.

Unless it was an accident,
like Big Mac says.

Some people
think the crucifixion
only took place on Calvary.

They better wise up.

Taking Joey Doyle's life
to stop him from testifying
is a crucifixion.

And dropping a sling
on Kayo Dugan

because he was ready
to spill his guts tomorrow,

that's a crucifixion!

And every time the mob
puts the pressure
on a good man,

tries to stop him
from doing his duty
as a citizen,

it's a crucifixion!

And anybody who
sits around and
lets it happen,

keeps silent about something
he knows has happened,

shares the guilt of it
just as much as
the Roman soldier

who pierced
the flesh of our Lord
to see if he was dead.

MAN: Go back to
your church, Father!

Boys, this is my church!

And if you don't think
Christ is down here

on the waterfront,
you've another guess coming!

MAN: Get off the dock,
Father!

Tillio, don't do that.

Whose side you on, boy?

Let him finish.

Every morning,

when the hiring boss
blows his whistle,

Jesus stands
alongside you
in the shape-up.

He sees why some
of you get picked

and some of you
get passed over.

He sees the family men
worrying about
getting their rent

and getting food in the house
for the wife and the kids.

He sees you selling your souls
to the mob for a day's pay!

The next bum that throws
something deals with me!

I don't care
if he's twice my size!

Now, what does Christ think
of the easy-money boys

who do none of the work
and take all of the gravy?

And how does he feel
about the fellas

who wear $150 suits
and diamond rings

on your union dues
and your kickback money?

And how does he,
who spoke up without
fear against every evil,

feel about your silence?

Shut up about that!

Just watch this.

(THUDDING)

Did you see that?

You want to know what's wrong
with our waterfront?

It's the love
of a lousy buck.

It's making love of a buck,
the cushy job

more important
than the love of man!

It's forgetting that
every fella down here
is your brother in Christ!

But remember,
Christ is always with you.

Christ is in the shape-up,
he's in the hatch,

he's kneeling right here
beside Dugan.

And he's saying
with all of you,

"If you do it to
the least of mine,
you do it to me."

And what they did to Joey
and what they did to Dugan,

they're doing to you.

And you, you.

All of you!

And only you, only you,
with God's help,

have the power to
knock them out for good.

Okay, Kayo?

Amen.

All right, come on.
Come on, let's go.

Break it up.
Let's go to work.

(INAUDIBLE)

Edie, Joey's jacket.

I'm sure Kayo
would wish you
to have it back.

Terry?

Terry?

I brought you
Joey's jacket.

Yours is coming apart.

(PIGEONS COOING)

Pigeons.

Yeah, they're nervous.

There was a hawk
around here before.

Edie.

(ORGAN PLAYING)

Hey, Father, I wanna
speak to you a minute.

Remember what you said
about Kayo Dugan

and about
keeping your mouth shut

when you know the score?
I don't wanna
hear your confession.

I'll dig it out
for myself

and use it where
it'll do the most good.

Now you take your turn.
Father Gregory
will hear you.

I don't wanna
talk to...

Wait a second, will you?
Wait a minute.

I just wanna talk
to you one second.

Listen to me.
You gotta listen to me.
Wait a minute.

I'm the one that
set Joey Doyle up
for the knock-off.

Come on,
take a walk with me, kid.
Give it to me straight.

There's nothing
I haven't heard.
Come on.

It started out
as a favour.

Favour, who am I kidding?
It's do it or else...

I want you
to believe me
when I tell you,

I just thought
they was gonna lean
on him a little bit.

I never figured
they was gonna
knock him off.

And I tried to tell Edie
the other night.

I really tried to.
I wanted to tell her.

She's the first nice thing
that ever happened to me.

What are you
gonna do about it?

What do you mean,
about telling her?

Yes, about telling her,
the Commission,
your subpoena.

I know you got
a subpoena.

Well, I don't know.

It's like
carrying a monkey
around on your back.

A question of
who rides who.

You see, now, if I spill,
my life ain't
worth a nickel.

And how much is
your soul worth
if you don't?

They're asking me
to put the finger

on my own brother.

And Johnny Friendly
used to take me

to ball games
when I was a kid.

Ball games.
Don't break my heart.

I wouldn't care if
he gave you a life pass

to the Polo Grounds.

So you've got a brother, eh?

Well, let me
tell you something.

You've got some
other brothers,

and they're
getting the short end

while your Johnny's getting
mustard on his face
at the Polo Grounds!

Ball games.

Listen, if I were you,
I would walk right...

Never mind.

I'm not asking
you to do anything.

It's your own conscience
that's gotta do the asking.

Conscience.

That stuff can
drive you nuts.

Good luck.

Hey, is that all
you gotta say?

Come here.

Edie called me
this morning.

She's coming here
to talk to me.

Come on.
Why don't you tell her?

Huh?

No curves.

Okay.

Thanks.

(SHIP HORN BLARING)

(MACHINE CLANKING)

You?

Honest to God, Edie, I...

(STEAM WHISTLE
BLOWING LOUDLY)
(INAUDIBLE)

(INAUDIBLE)

(STEAM WHISTLE
CONTINUES BLOWING)

You gotta believe me.

I swear to God, Edie.

(STEAM WHISTLE BLOWING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Hey, Terry,
guess who's here.

That joker from the Crime
Commissioner's Office.

Suppose I knew a guy
that knocked somebody off,

you think
I ought to turn him in?

You mean holler cop?
Are you kidding?

You don't think
I ought to turn him in?

You was
a Golden Warrior once.

That's right.

You started the gang.

(SIGHS)

You looking for me?

No, not exactly.
I was just resting
my dogs a minute.

On the next investigation
we get into,

I hope it's got buildings
with elevators in them.

So far, this one's
just been climbing stairs.

What are you
climbing for?

Well, it's worth it

if we can tell
the waterfront story

the way the people
have a right to hear it.

Don't you think?

Say, didn't I see you
in the Garden
three or four years ago

with a fellow
named Wilson?

Yeah.

I thought you were gonna
take him that night.

Man, he really
dumped you.

He dumped me, huh?

What would you say
if I told you

I held that bum up
for half a round?

Yeah. I could see
he was hurt.

Hey, what do you think
I was doing

with them combinations,
petting him?

Just couldn't
finish him off, huh?

Hey, don't
monkey around there.

Well, why didn't
you finish him off?

What are you talking
about finishing him off?

I was doing a favour for
a couple of pals of mine.

Favour?

That's the way it was.

That's the way it was.

If I'd have put him down,
I'd have had a title shot.

I was ready that night.

Well, you sure
looked it.

That's when I figured
it was all over.

It was all over,
except for the lousy bet.

My own...
Yeah?

Well, I guess
I better get going.
Hit those stairs again.

Say, was that
a hook or an uppercut

you caught him with
that first time?

I didn't use no hooks.
I was strictly
a short puncher.

Looked like
a hook to me.

I had that bum
all figured out.

He had a good left hand,
you know what I mean?

All right, so I let him
tag me with the left hand
for a couple of rounds.

So just when he starts,
he thinks he's getting cute,

I step inside a jab,

(GRUNTING) with a left,
with a right, with a left.

I had him in my arms,

and from then on in,
we were just dancing.

I see.

And that's a fact!

When those guys
wanna win a bet,

there's nothing
they won't stop at.

I didn't hear them,
boss, but I sure seen

them nose to nose
like a pair of lovers.

That flatfoot
was eating it up.

Look, so they've
been seen together
nose to nose,

and he smiled at her.

That doesn't mean
he's gonna talk.

There's no evidence
until he gives
public testimony.

Thanks for the legal
advice, Charley.

It's what we always
kept you around here for.

How do we keep him from
giving this testimony?

Ain't that what you call
the main order of business?

He's a good kid.
Now you know that.

He's a bum!

After all the days
I gave him in the loft,
he's got no gratitude.

You shut up!
Mac.

I'm conducting
this investigation.

Look, this girl
and the Father,

they got their hooks
in the kid so deep,

he doesn't even know
which end is up any more.

I ain't interested in
his mental condition.

All I wanna know is,
is he D and D,
or is he a canary?

I wish I knew.

So do I, Charley.

For your sake.

What do you
want me to do?

Look, it's simple.

Drive him out to this place
we've been using,

try to straighten
him out on the way.

If you don't,
give him to Gerry G.

Johnny,
you can't do that.

I mean, all right,
maybe the boy is
out of line,

but he's just
a confused kid.

Confused kid?

First,
he crosses me in public
and gets away with it,

then the next joker.

Pretty soon,
I'm just another
fella around here!

Johnny, I can't do that.

Then don't.

Who do you like
in the third?

It's gotta be New Hope.

Definitely.

Johnny...

He's my kid brother.

That's for you to figure out.

Look, you can
have it your way,

or you can
have it his way,

but you can't
have it both ways.

Am I right, Truck?

Definitely.

Okay, on your horse.

Deep thinker.

Hi, Charley.

I'm glad you
stopped by for me.

I've been wanting
to talk to you.

Yeah, sure, kid.
DRIVER: Where to?

Just go to River Street,
and I'll tell you
where to stop.

I thought we was
going to the Garden.

We are,
but I wanna cover a bet
on the way over.

Besides, this'll give us
a chance to talk.

Nobody ever stopped you
from talking, Charley.

(CHUCKLING) Listen, uh,
the grapevine says that
you got a subpoena.

Yeah.
I mean, the guys

would know you
well enough

to know that you're
not a cheese-eater,

but they think maybe
you should not be

on the outside so much.

A little on the inside,
have a few little things

working for you
down at the docks.

A steady job,
a couple extra potatoes.

That's all I want.

Oh, sure, that's great
when you're a kid,

but you're getting on,

you're pushing 30,
slugger, you know?

It's time to think about
getting some ambition.

I always figured I'd
live a little bit longer
without it.

Maybe.

Look...

There's a boss-loader slot
that's open on the new pier
we're opening up.

You see, now,
it pays six cents

on every 100 pounds
that goes in

and every 100 pounds
that goes out,

and you don't have
to lift a finger.

That's $200,
$300, $400 a week.

$400 a week just
for the openers.

I get all that dough
for not doing nothing.

You don't do anything,
and you don't say anything.

You understand?

(SIGHS) There's more to this
than I thought, Charley.

I'm telling you,
there's a lot more.

You don't mean that
you're thinking of

testifying against some people
that we might know?

I don't know, Charley.

I mean, I'm telling you
I don't know, Charley.

That's what I wanna
talk to you about.

Listen, Terry.
You know how much
those piers are worth

that we control
through the local?
I know that.

All right. You think that
Johnny's gonna jeopardise

the whole set-up for one
rubber-lipped ex-tanker

who's walking
on his heels?

Don't say that!
What the...

(HORN BLARING)

...been better.
That's not the point.

I could have
been a lot better.

The point is we
don't have much time!

I'm telling you I haven't
made up my mind yet.

Well, make up your mind

before we get to
437 River Street.

Before we get to
where, Charley?

Before we get to where?

Listen to me, Terry.

Take the job! Just take it!
No questions! Take it!

(SOFTLY) Charley.

Terry, take this job,
please.

Charley.

Please take it.

Charley.

Aw, Charley.

Wow.

Look, kid, I...

Look, kid...

How much do you weigh,
slugger?

When you weighed 168 pounds,
you were beautiful.

You could have been
another Billy Conn.

That skunk we got you
for a manager,

he brought you along too fast.

It wasn't him,
Charley, it was you.

Remember that night
in the Garden,

you came down to
my dressing room

and said, "Kid,
this ain't your night.

"We're going for
the price on Wilson."

You remember that?

"This ain't your night."

My night. I could have
taken Wilson apart.

So, what happens?

He gets the title shot
outdoors in the ballpark.

And what do I get?

A one-way ticket
to Palookaville.

You was my brother, Charley.

You should have looked out
for me a little bit.

You should have taken care
of me just a little bit,

so I didn't have
to take them dives

for the short-end money.

I had some
bets down for you.

You saw some money.

You don't understand!

I could have had class!

I could have been a contender,

I could have been somebody,

instead of a bum,

which is what I am,
let's face it.

It was you, Charley.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll tell him
I couldn't find you.

Ten to one
he won't believe it.

Here.

You take this.

You're gonna need it.

You, you pull over!

Take me to the Garden.

(CAR SCREECHING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

TERRY: Edie?

Edie?

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Stay away from me!

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Edie?

(POUNDING)

Come on, please,
open the door! Please!

Stop it!

I want you to
stay away from me.

I know what you
want me to do,

but I ain't gonna do it,
so forget it!

I don't want you
to do anything.

You let your conscience
tell you what to do.

Shut up about
that conscience!

That's all I been hearing!

I never mentioned
the word before!

You just stay away
from me!

Edie, you love me.

I didn't say
I didn't love you!

I said stay away
from me!

I want you to say it!

Stay away from me!

(WHIMPERING)

Terry.

(MOANING)

MAN 1: Hey, Terry!

Hey, Terry,
your brother's down here!
He wants to see you!

Charley.

MAN 2: Hey, Terry.

MAN 1: Hey, Terry!

MAN 2:
Your brother's
down here!

Come on down here!
He wants to see you!

MAN 2: Terry!

(SCREAMING)

Come on down!

EDIE:
What is it, Terry?

Charley.
I think he's in trouble.

Be careful!

TERRY: Charley?

Terry?

MAN 2: Hey, Terry!

Your brother's down here!

You hear what I hear?

Terry! Terry!

Terry!

That's the same way
they called Andy
the night I lost him.

Edie, be careful!
Edie, be careful!

Terry!

Terry!

Edie! Watch out
for the truck!

Terry.

They got Charley.

Terry, I'm frightened.

Let's get out of here,
please.

First Joey, and then Dugan,
and now Charley, and next...

Please, Terry, someplace
where we can live in peace.

I'm gonna take it
out of their skulls.

Charley?

I'm gonna take it
out of their skulls.

Please, Terry.
They'll kill you, too.

Go get the Father.

Tell him to take care
of Charley.

And then come on back here,
and stay with him
till he gets here.

Terry, please don't
do anything. Please!

Terry.

(SOBBING)
And for God's sake,

don't leave him
alone here long.

(SOBBING)
Please, Terry.

Do what I tell you.

Terry!

Where's John Friendly?

He's not here now.

Oh, yeah?

Give me a shot.

Take it easy, Terry.

Don't give me no advice.
Give me the shot.

Look, kid,
why don't you go home

before Big John gets here?

Just give me the whisky.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Stick around, Tillio!

Go ahead, sit down.

Get out of that
phone booth!

(MOUTHING)

Stay where
you are, Tillio!

I want to
see you, Terry.

I'm right in
front of you.

Don't give me
a hard time, Terry.

What do you want?

Your gun.

Go and chase yourself.

Come on.
Give me the gun.

You go to hell.

What did you say?
Go to hell.

I'm sorry.
Let me help you up there.

Get your hands off of me!

TERRY: Now what
am I gonna do?

FATHER:
You wanna be brave?

It's none of your business!
You wanna be a brave man?

Well, firing lead
into another man's flesh
isn't being brave!

Why don't you mind
your own business!

Firing lead
into a man's flesh
isn't being brave!

It's none of
your business!

You wanna hurt
Johnny Friendly? Huh?

Do you wanna hurt him?
Do you wanna fix him?

Do you?
Do you really wanna
finish him?

What do you think?

For what he did to Charley
and a dozen other men

who are better
than Charley?

Then don't fight him
like a hoodlum
down here in the jungle,

because that's
just what he wants!

He'll hit you in the head
and plead self-defence!

You fight him in
the courtroom tomorrow

with the truth
as you know the truth.

Now, you get rid
of that gun.

Unless you haven't
got the guts,

and if you haven't,
then you better
hold on to it!

Give me a beer!

Want a beer?
Make it two.

LAWYER: You mean to
sit there and tell me

that your local takes in
$65,500 every year

and keeps no
financial records?

MAN: Oh, sure.
We got records.

Well, where are they?

We was robbed last night,
and we can't find no books.

You know
you're under oath?

Oh, sure.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Doesn't it seem odd to you
that five different
waterfront locals

were broken into
last night

and the only item
missing from all of them
was the financial records?

What do you mean, odd?
Like I told you,
we was robbed.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

That's all for now.

Call the next witness.

Before you call
the next witness,

are all the officers
of Local 374
present this morning?

MAN: Call the roll.

Will the following
please rise as
the names are called?

Mr Michael J. Skelly,
also known as
Johnny Friendly, president.

Mr Lewis O. Janotta,
vice president.

Daniel D. Coogan,
financial secretary.

Mr Bladen Sekolivitch,
delegate.

Mr Tillio A. Rodelli,
delegate.

Recording secretary.

(PEOPLE LAUGHING)

Yeah. Recording secretary.

Thank you, gentlemen.

Next witness.

Mr Malloy.

Raise your right hand.

Name, please.
Terry Malloy.

Do you swear to
tell the truth,

the whole truth,
and nothing
but the truth,

so help you God?
Right.

I do.
I do.

Be seated, please.

Mr Malloy, is it true
that the night Joey Doyle
was found dead,

that you were
the last one to see him

before he was
pushed from the roof?

Yes. That's right.

And it is true
that you...

Wait, except for the guys
that pushed him off!

And is it true that
you went immediately
to the Friendly Bar

and there expressed
your feelings
about the murder

to Mr Johnny Friendly?

John Friendly. Right.

And now, Mr Malloy,

can you tell me
whether Mr Friendly,

or I should say, Mr Skelly,

said anything to you to
indicate his responsibility

in getting rid
of Joey Doyle?

TERRY: Right.

And would you say,
Mr Malloy,

that Mr Friendly
made it very clear to you

that it was
absolutely necessary

that he murder Joey Doyle

in order to
maintain his control...
Turn that thing off!

...of the docks and
the waterfront locals.
Is that correct?

Will there be
anything else, sir?

Yes, Sidney.
If Mr Friendly calls, I'm out.

Any time today?

If he calls ever,
I'm out!

Very well, sir.

Thank you, Mr Malloy.

You've done more than
break the Joey Doyle case.

You've begun to
make it possible

for honest men
to work the docks

with job security
and peace of mind.

You may step down now.
That's all for now.

Mr Michael J. Skelly,
please.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

You just dug
your own grave.
Go fall in it.

You're dead
on this waterfront

and every waterfront from
Boston to New Orleans.

You don't drive
a truck or a cab,

you don't push
a baggage rack.

You don't work no place!
You're dead!

(GAVEL BANGING)

(PEOPLE MURMURING)

Get your hands off me!

Get off of me!

Oh, come on.
Will you quit following me?

Why don't you
get off my tail?

Orders.
You're hot,

you ought to be glad
we're following you.

You're making me
feel like a canary.

Well...
Lay off.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Hi, Chickie.

Who's your friend?

I made some hot coffee.
I thought you might
want some.

Anyway, it's all over.

My friends don't
want to talk to me.

Are you sure
they're your friends?

I'll see you later.

Hiya, champ.
How's the kid?

What's the matter?

A pigeon for a pigeon!

Terry.

The kid.

Tommy?

What'd he have to
do that for?

Every one of them.

Terry, there's no place
that's safe for you now

on the waterfront.

Maybe inland,
out west someplace.

A farm.

A farm?

You could do lots
of things, anything,

as long as you're away
from Johnny Friendly.

Even the longshoremen.
You tried to help, and they
just turn their backs

and stick to
their stupid D and D.

Are they taking
chances for you?
Why should you?

You're not even
listening to me,
are you?

You're going down there.

Just because John Friendly
warned you not to,

you're going down there.

You think you gotta
prove something to them

that you're not afraid
of them or something.

Well, go ahead!
Get it over with!

Go down to the shape-up
and get yourself killed!

You stupid, pigheaded...

What are you trying
to prove?

They always said
I was a bum.

Well, I ain't a bum, Edie.

Don't worry.
I'm not gonna hurt nobody.

I'm just gonna go down there
and get my rights.

Okay.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

All right.
Everybody works today.

(SHIP HORN BLARING)

Wolfgang.

Hendricks.

Krajowski.

Horton.

Dalton.
Flaherty. Hoffman.

What do you think, boss?

That ain't such a bad
picture of you, boss.

Stop breathing
that clam sauce on me.
What's doing?

I wish you'd let me
go to work on that
cheese-eater.

I'll top the bum
off lovely.

Wait'll we get
off this front page.

Then he's mine.
I want him.

You hear that?
He's mine.

Where are them cops
of yours, stoolie?
You're gonna need them.

You're still short
in the hatch, Mac.

Spec! Bring me
the first man you see.

Hey, you.

Hey, you.

Here's your man, Mac.

You want more of the same?
Come back tomorrow.

All right. That's it.

I hope that bum
comes down here.

I'd love if he'd
come down here.

Did you ever hear
of the Sullivan Law?

They'll be down on us
for the slightest
infraction now, anything.

I'm gonna be
indicted any minute!

Come on, now!
Give me! Give me!

Will you get it
through your heads?

They're dusting off
the hot seat for me!

We're a law-abiding union.
Understand?

Hey, Friendly!

John Friendly,
come out of there!

Friendly!

Come on out of there!

You wanna know
the trouble with you?

You think
it makes you a big man
if you give the answers.

At the right time,
I'll catch up with you.
Be thinking about that.

Now, go on, beat it.
Don't push your luck.

Wait a minute, you!

You take them
heaters away from you,
and you're nothing!

You know that?

You'll talk yourself
in the river.

You take
the good-goods away
and the kickbacks

and the shakedown cabbage
and the pistoleros,
and you're nothing!

Your guts is
all in your wallet

and your trigger finger,
you know that!

You ratted on us, Terry!

From where you stand maybe,
but I'm standing
over here now!

I was ratting on
myself all them years
and didn't even know it!

Come on!

You give it to Joey,
you give it to Dugan,

you give it to Charley,
who was one of your own.

You think you're God Almighty.
But you know what you are?

Come on!

You're a cheap, lousy,

dirty, stinking mug!

And I'm glad what
I've done to you!

You hear that?
I'm glad what I done!

I'm gonna keep
doing it till I get...

Come on, then!
Come on!

Come on!

(GRUNTING)

That boy fights
like he used to!

(GRUNTING)

Truck!

They'll kill him.

It's a massacre.

He's one of
theirs anyway.

Get him!

Get him!

What are we waiting for?

Let's go!

JOHNNY: That's enough.
(THUDDING)

Just let him lay there.

What happened?

What happened?

Jimmy, what happened?

Where you going?

Let me by.

Come here!
(EDIE SCREAMS)

You want him?

You can have him!

The little rat's yours.

Get some fresh water!

Terry.

Terry. Terry.

Who's in charge here?

Yours truly's
in charge here!
Look out.

We gotta get this
ship out of here!

It's costing us money.

Blow your whistle.
(WHISTLE BLOWING)

All right, you guys!
Get to work!

Come on!

What goes?
I'll have them working
in two minutes.

Come on, you guys.

He'd better get
these men to work.

Go on down!

Come on, you guys!
On the double.

Get to work!
You heard me.

Come on!
Get in there!

Get in there!

How about Terry?

He don't work,
we don't work.

Work? He can't even walk!

You wanna know who works?
The ones I pick to work!
Now get going!

Come on, all of you!
Get in there! Come on!
Get to work. All of you.

Come on! Get up here!

Come on, Pop.
On the double.
You work today.

All my life,
you've pushed me around.

Come on!

(JOHNNY YELLS)
Go get him, Pop!

(ALL LAUGHING)

How do you like it?
How do you like it?

Come on.
You walk in and...

Terry walks in,
we walk in with him.

They're waiting
for him to walk in.

Jimmy!

(GROANS)

Water.

Did you hear that, Terry?

Terry, did you hear that?

Yeah.

You lost the battle

but you have a chance
to win the war.

What do I have to do?

Walk.

Father...
Can you walk?

Walk?
Yes, walk.

To the pier.

We'll walk in with you.

So the shippers
can see

we'll take no more orders
from Johnny Friendly.

MAN: Then it'll give us
back our union

so we can run it
on the up and up.

FATHER: (WHISPERING)
Johnny Friendly's laying odds
that you won't get up.

JOHNNY: What are you
standing around for?
Come on, help me!

Come on, you guys!

Put me on my feet.

Come on.

Take your hands off.
How you doing?

Am I on my feet?

You're on your feet.

I don't think
I'm gonna make...

Terry!

You can.

Just finish
what you started.

You can.

Okay. Okay.

Give me my hook.

In God's name,
what are you trying to do?

Take your hands off.
Keep them off.

Leave him alone.

Leave him alone!

All right.
Let's go to work!

JOHNNY:
Hey, where you going?
Where you going?

Come back here!
Come on, you guys!

Where you guys going?

Wait a minute!
I'll remember this!

I'll remember
every one of you!

I'll be back!
Don't you forget that!

I'll be back!