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Which one is the right one?

I know my love waits for me

Six Bridges to cross,

and I ask, which one shall it be?

Six Bridges to cross,

each one seems the right one.

And yet I know I must choose,

for this love I dare not lose.

Send me a star, a heavenly light

to help me find the way.

Wherever you are, let me be right,

I open my heart and I pray.

Six Bridges to cross,

one bridge is the right one.

One dream alone can come true.

Let me cross the bridge that leads to you.

One dream alone can come true.

Let me cross the bridge that leads to you.

This is Boston, a thriving island.

Once isolated by water from the rest of new england.

Today, home of a million people

and the business hub for two million commuters

who daily cross the city's six Bridges to get to their jobs.

This too is Boston, an integral part of the city.

It is here in 1933, the year of the great depression,

that we start our story.

Extra, extra!

Baby food.

Hey, put that back!

Hey, hey!

Hey, come on, come on, let's go!

Slow down, slow down, you ain't going no place, take it easy.

- Okay, okay, oh boy. - Come on, what are we going for,

that was a good one.

Hey, look, look, Jerry got some milk.

Come on, Jerry, come on, hurry up.

Come on.

- Come on. - Get out, get out, crooks!

Get out, get out, quick!

- Here comes the screwball. - Yeah.

- How about a kiss, Maggie? - Mind you.

- Hey. - Ah.

- You wanna kiss me, Jerry? - Hey, how about that?

- J and j, Jerry and jerk. - I'll marbleize you.

- I was kidding. - You want to?

Oh, go lock yourself in the nuthouse.

Come on, shove off.

Man, oh, man.

- Boy's a rookie! - He's a rookie!

Stop or I'll shoot!

"Fortunately, the boy will live, but he will never have children of his own."

Cops. They ought to lynch him.

"The public is entitled to know what disciplinary action

will be taken against this trigger-happy patrolman."

How did you get into this mess, officer?

Three complaints the last couple of nights, all stores,

breaking and entering.

So when I heard the crash inside and saw the torn screen,

I busted in and went after them.

They looked like grown men to me.

I called to them to halt. They didn't.

I fired and hit the kid.

Anything else?

No, sir.

But if I have to go up before a trial board for doing my job, captain concannon,

I don't want to stay in the department.

Uh, that's pretty big talk for a cop that's only been on the job three months.

Yes, sir, I know, but I want to go on living too.

Cop on my beat needs eyes in the back of his head.

I gotta shoot first and ask questions later.

What is your record for arrests, Gallagher?

Thirteen: Four convictions, two not guilty, seven pending.

- Married? - Yes, sir.

Children?

No, sir.

Take three days off with pay.

Keep out of sight, give these newspapers a chance to cool off.

That's all.

Why, yes, sir.

Uh, thank you, sir.

Hello, rookie, come on in.

You come around for me to get your job back?

- You don't get fired for doing your job. - You mean you're still working?

- Yep, still working. - You must have connections.

I thought the newspapers tied a can to your tail.

Sorry to disappoint you.

I'm not disappointed.

I ain't even sore at you, just myself.

I should've been over that fence faster.

That's the trouble with running a gang,

you gotta be the last man to scram.

Stop bragging, junior.

Who's bragging? I ain't bragging.

Didn't you know I have a record?

Fruit snatching, truancy, malicious mischief,

nothing you can't walk away from.

Maybe we can help you.

Maybe we can straighten you out.

Don't let's get sloppy and start a big reform movement, Gallagher.

Just trying to make it easy on my foot,

'cause if you or your gang ever get out of line on my beat,

I'll kick your rumps right around the block.

Don't worry. You'll never catch me pulling anything on your beat.

Don't stand there looking stupid, come on in.

Andy Norris, hymie weiner, skids radzievich, red Flanagan.

This is Eddie Gallagher, the cop who shot me.

- Hi, fellas. - He's not a bad guy.

A little sloppy but not bad.

Hey, gee thanks.

Tell them what I told you, Jerry.

About their rumps. See you soon.

Here comes the brain department, Gallagher.

All right, officers, let's get these people out of here.

- Yes, sir. - Okay, folks, come on, folks, let's keep moving.

Come on, keep moving.

I said keep moving.

Say, I wonder how long it takes to break into the brain department.

You never know, sometimes forever.

Okay, come on, hurry on home.

Hey.

Gee, thanks.

You put the arm on somebody for this?

Nope.

- All bought and paid for. - Sucker.

Mm, swell.

I hear gittelson's jewelry store got knocked over.

Don't you ever talk about anything else?

Okay, let's talk about something else.

What do you know about baseball?

Not much.

What was the longest big league game ever played?

That's easy.

1906, Philadelphia and Boston.

- Twenty-four innings. - Wrong.

- Right. - Wanna bet?

Sure, uh, two bits.

You were made for me, Gallagher.

1920, Dodgers and Boston, 26 innings.

Game called on account of darkness.

- You win, that's right. - Naturally.

Have a hunk.

Would it mean anything to you to bust that jewelry store job?

Every good one you break brings promotion a little closer.

Go down to cherry hill and tip a guy by the name of rusty Glen upside down,

maybe a couple of pawn tickets will fall out of his pocket.

The rest of the stuff's up in his room, under the mattress.

Only reason why I'm squealing,

that cherry hill gang shouldn't pull jobs in our neighborhood,

maybe get one of us blamed.

But you didn't get the information from me,

you figured it out for yourself, right?

No one will ever know we talked about it.

You heard the defendant's father admit he regards his son as incorrigible.

Yes, sir, but I think Jerry will change.

He's promised me that, if he's given the chance,

he'll go back to school again and start behaving himself.

You intend to keep your promise to this officer?

Sure.

That's all, officer.

In view of the recommendation of the arresting officer in this case,

I'm placing the defendant on probation for one year.

But if you come before me once again, son, I'll send you to a school of correction

yes, sir.

That's all, court's adjourned.

You can go now, the probation officer will be around to see you soon.

Hey, Gallagher.

Sure glad that's over with.

I hear rusty Glen hollered like a stuck pig when you bagged him.

Never mind, you just start thinking about your future.

Decide whether you're gonna get smart or keep on being a sucker.

Gonna get smart, real smart.

I don't think we're talking the same language.

When you get back to school, learn a good trade,

- get yourself a good job. - Swell, 12 bucks a week to start,

maybe a couple of bucks' raise ever year or two.

I suppose stealing's better.

Don't knock it.

Prisons are loaded with dummies like you.

You steal a thousand bucks and serve five years for it,

that's two hundred a year, four bucks a week, and no raises.

If you're caught.

Listen to me, you little idiot, I'm gonna do my best to keep you straight,

only because there might be something to you beside plain, fresh mouth.

But if you get out of line, I'll take you in by the back of your pants.

Okay, okay.

Just don't get mad at me.

Then quit that bigshot talk.

I owe you for coming to court today.

- Forget it. - Oh, no.

I always pay off, nothing for nothing with me.

- That freight got jobbed Tuesday night... - Shut up.

I don't want any more of that kind of information from you.

Two guys made it, Lenny Simmons and Johnny stark.

The stuff's in a warehouse on commercial and Hanover.

I hear they're gonna move it today, here comes your bus.

Get your hands up.

Get those sweaters up over your heads and hold them there.

All right, back up inside, come on.

All right, give me the knife.

Give me the knife!

Come on, what's going on?

- Which would you have? - Quarter.

- Come on, let's go. - Let's go.

Come on, come on, let's go dice, come on, Maggie, six dice, all red.

That's your point there, Jerry.

Let's go.

Will you beat it?

Let's go dice, six, big six.

Come on, Maggie.

- Six... - Seven.

Ugh, Maggie, you're jinxing me, will you beat it?

Come on, Maggie.

Here's your half.

He'll be sorry.

Hello, Gallagher.

Sit down, just looking over your record.

Most unusual for a patrolman to score so high.

Luck or information?

Information, mostly.

- The florea boy? - Yeah.

You've been to bat for him, let's see, twice this past year.

- Yes, sir. - Why?

Well, I guess I've been paying off for the information.

Do you feel any sense of shame about playing ball with a stoolie?

No, why should I?

Why shouldn't you?

Well, a cop's job is to detect and apprehend criminals.

Where the information comes from isn't important.

What counts is making the pinch, supplying the evidence for the conviction.

That's it, son, that's it exactly,

but don't shortchange yourself with just one stoolie.

You can't have too many.

There's just one other thing I have to clear up.

Do you have any sense of loyalty to this young florea?

Well, I like the kid, if that's what you mean.

I feel kind of responsible for him, too.

Because of me... because of my shooting him, he'll never have any kids of his own.

More of a friend than a stoolie.

Jerry's been to the house.

You don't being an out-and-out stoolie home to meet your wife.

Would you arrest him if you had to?

Yes, sir.

We'll find out.

Here's a warrant for his arrest.

Complaint comes from family welfare.

Statutory rape.

- Well, the kid didn't do it. - The girl says he did.

I know the girl, captain, she's no good.

Jerry wouldn't go anywhere near her.

We call that hearsay, not evidence.

Pick up the kid, bring him in, let the courts figure it out.

Yes, sir.

No wisecracks, Gallagher, I had to do this and help my old man...

Skip it.

What's this mean?

What?

Oh, I can't be responsible for what a nutty dame says.

They throw the book at you for this kind of stink.

The reformatory until you're 21.

You know me better than that, Gallagher, I wouldn't mess with a screwball like Maggie.

Then you know who did.

So what?

So when we get downtown, talk up.

I'm no stoolie.

Wait a minute, giving you information oh guys on the outside is one thing,

ratting on somebody in my own gang, that's something else.

Stop sitting on your brains.

The rat's the guy that won't step up and take you out of the trap.

There's always pressure on this kind of thing from family welfare.

Are you gonna serve time for somebody else?

I might.

But if I do, I'll take care of him when I get out.

Then go back again for life.

Or to the chair.

You're a pretty nice guy, Gallagher.

You ought to learn to give up on me.

Come on, let's go downtown and get this over with, huh?

You stupid little jerk.

You know, there are two things you don't know much about, Gallagher.

- That's me and baseball. - Me and baseball, yeah, come on.

Jerry florea took the rap for a member of his gang.

The juvenile court judge kept his promise.

Sent Jerry to the state reformatory until he would be 21.

His removal from society attracted little attention in the community he had left,

for the important news was the sudden death of John dillinger,

public enemy no. 1, in a gun duel with government agents.

And the birth of Patricia Gallagher was important only to her parents.

During those same years, ed Gallagher moved out of uniform

and into the brain department,

the bureau of criminal investigation.

The rank of sergeant brought a raise in pay and the fulfillment of a dream:

To own their own home.

It's wonderful, isn't it?

Yeah, 250 payments and it'll be ours.

Look, Jack, will you keep off the grass?

Hi, Jerry.

I thought I'd drive you back to Boston.

Thanks, ed... oh, thank you for getting me the job.

Without it, no parole.

You'll make a swell elevator starter.

Oh, are you kidding? Watch this.

Number three, take it up.

Oh, it's a lady. Madam, the fancy buttercup corporation is on the seventh floor,

thank you very much.

Hey, try this suit on for size.

Oh, if the guys in here could see this.

Getting presents from a cop, they'll start believing in miracles.

Okay, climb into the miracle and let's get out of here.

I'll be with you in a minute.

I brought a friend of yours along.

It's wonderful to see you again, Jerry.

It's nice to see you, Mrs. Gallagher.

I didn't expect such a big welcome home party.

Well, this is only two thirds of the family, wait until you see Patricia.

She must be pretty close to two by now.

In another few months.

Have you see my mother lately, ed?

Yeah, she's fine, your dad too.

They'll be glad to see you.

No, Mrs. Gallagher, they don't want me within smelling distance.

When they see you, that will change.

Not a chance.

My old man drew me a picture before I went away.

"All the time, you were a big disgrace.

You don't work at a pushcart, you don't do nothing,

all you do is you steal and you fight."

I've always been the rotten apple in the pushcart.

Now who's getting sloppy?

I'm not going home, ed.

Someday... someday when I'm real fat,

I'll drop in on him with a lot of that green stuff.

Maybe then the old man will change his mind about his lousy kid.

How you figuring on getting that green stuff, Jerry?

Didn't I just graduate from trade school?

Okay, okay, sir, it was a joke, joke.

You better keep your eye on the road, officer, or you'll get a ticket.

Why don't you try the eight ball?

I searched for years for you behind the eight ball, Norris.

Now I'm gonna pay you off.

Stop, stop, stop!

Ugh!

Skids!

Come on, take it easy.

Take it easy, boys.

Take it easy, take it easy.

Cops! Beat it!

I'll arrest him.

- Who walloped you, Norris? - Nobody knows the guy, officer,

- he was new around here. - Shut up. Who was it, Norris?

I never saw him before.

Do you know who the guy was, Angie?

Oh, he was, uh...

I'm talking to you, Angie.

Oh, I don't know the guy, it's a new face.

He's not a regular customer.

Florea seemed to prosper at his new job,

although 25 dollars a week wasn't very much of what he would call, "that green stuff."

But with a side business of making book on the horses,

an elevator starter could do very well.

- Who is it? - The glee club.

- Hi, Jerry. - Hey.

Say, looks like you're making millions.

Come on, you can't make a bundle out of two-buck bets.

It's better than coffee money.

All right, all right.

Now, how would you guys like to cut up a big melon?

Thirty grand or more in one big swallow.

- Now I may be punchy, but I ain't crazy. - I know... sit down and cut the comedy.

How much cash can you get your hands on

in the next couple of days?

- Eight, maybe nine hundred. - What about you?

About the same, I guess.

Mm.

Well, it's thirty-four hundred here, we're gonna have about five grand.

Come onl

it's about five grand in all.

Now we're gonna have to get a couple of stooges to help place the bets with the big books.

We're supposed to make this melon betting the horses?

Just one horse,

and collect eight-to-one for our five grand.

A fixed race? That ain't our racket, Jerry.

Who says it was? We're not gonna fix any race,

just the result... and the mutuel payoff.

You're nuts!

You guys know how the betting rooms get the results and the mutuel prices?

- Telephone. - The service sells them the set

of the description of the races, payoffs, changing odds, everything.

Mhm.

And, uh, how does the service get the stuff?

From the track, I guess.

From outside the track and I'm not guessing.

Two guys with a telescope describe the race from the third floor apartment overlooking the track.

Then special announcers at the wire service offices

- relay this stuff to rooms all over the country. - So what?

So if the telescope boys phone in what they're told to phone in,

we hame the winner of the race and the mutuels

and collect eight to one or maybe ten to one if we want to turn pig.

And the books don't get the legitimate results until after

we've collected the cash and scrammed.

- Oh-ho! - I'll take that ten-to-one and call me pig!

- Go get my watch. - Okay, boss.

They're on the track.

Coming out at Suffolk, new line coming.

- On the track at Suffolk. - $300 across on empire builder.

- Three hundred? - Across.

Charlie.

Three bills across on empire builder.

Was it supposed to be a goodie?

For nine hundred skins, it better be.

Okay, take it.

Going to the post.

Okay... at the post at Suffolk.

- Hey, what... - Behave yourselves and do as you're told.

You, sit down over there, sit down.

You're gonna read this race the way I tell you, understand?

Yes, sure.

When I give you the okay, read off the description the way it's written

and you better read it right, pal, if you want to stay alive.

Yeah, sure.

There they go, extravagant miss is going to the front.

Off at Suffolk, it's 33.

They're running at Suffolk at 33.

Around the first turn, extravagant miss by a length, likely a length.

Al's girl ahead.

At the quarter, swanny gal by a length, seesaw by a half,

empire builder by two, and extravagant miss.

At the corner, swanny gal by a length, seesaw by a half.

At the half, extravagant miss a nose, al's girl a length.

At the half, swanny gal a half, empire builder by one,

seesaw by two, and extravagant miss.

Into the stretch, mighty like in front by two lengths,

al's girl by a half, and seesaw on the outside.

In the stretch, empire builder by one length, seesaw by a half,

extravagant miss by two, and so lightly running fourth.

The winner will be next.

Al's girl by a half, mighty like the winner by two lengths.

Empire builder wins it by a length.

Extravagant miss is second, seesaw finishes third.

Winner closed at 11-1.

Empire builder wins it by a length, extravagant miss is second,

seesaw finished third, empire builder throws 11-1.

It's official, next post 307.

It's official next post...

A real goody goody.

All right, up with you, over there.

All right, each one in a closet.

All right, break it up, break it up, back up, back up.

Easy does it now, easy.

- Is he hurt bad? - Looks like it.

Hey, this guy's heeled.

Ow! Watch the arm.

Were you going some place special, Jack?

Yeah, I was gonna go visit my aunt Fanny.

There's a rumor going around that the big books got clipped for a lot of that green stuff.

Over fifty grand.

I... I've heard about it.

Is that all?

You weren't tied in?

Look, ed. If a job is pulled outside of Boston, where's the skin off your nose?

Not off mine, off yours.

Right now, you're charged on three counts.

Possession of a gun, burglary tools, and violation of parole.

It's not the kind of trouble you can blow away with your mouth.

That's the kind that can add up to a big piece of your life.

Five or ten years, a guy my age could serve that standing on one hand.

- Don't get cute! - Then lay off the sermons!

Don't you know any other kind of gab? Confession is good for the soul,

honesty is the best policy, obey the law, keep to the right,

don't jaywalk, curb your dog.

Okay.

I told you a long time ago to give up on me.

Can't rub out the spots.

I'm not even gonna try.

This washes us up.

Well... wait a minute, ed.

You just can't bust up a friendship just like that.

Yeah.

Just like that.

As far as I'm concerned, you're just another thief.

I'll put the pinch on you fast as I'd spit the bad taste out of my mouth.

Yesterday,

December 7th, 1941,

a date which will live in infamy.

The united stated of America

was suddenly and deliberately attacked

by naval and air forces of the empire of Japan.

Did she go to sleep yet?

Mhm.

Clocked out before I finished reading a whole page.

Just go away now, I smell of dishwater.

Oh, it's a wonderful smell.

Ed...

Thank you very much, sergeant.

A letter came from Jerry florea today.

Throw it in with the rest of the garbage.

Oh, you never change, do you, honey?

Once a stubborn Mick, always a stubborn Mick.

- Have it your way. - Well, my way is to stand still and listen.

Your family must've come from another part of Ireland.

Now, ed, don't joke about this.

All Jerry's asking for is a chance to fight for his country.

You're going in, he's got as much right to that as you have, doesn't he?

What kind of an army does he think we have?

He's a convicted felon.

Well, he says it can be arranged, that four prisoners have been accepted already.

It's done through the parole board, see?

Maybe so, but I'm not buying any.

Now, who else can he ask for help?

His father's dead and his mother wouldn't know how to help him.

Now... now this could be the boy's salvation.

Maybe he can get straight with himself.

Oh, ed, break down a little.

Well, what am I supposed to do about it?

Well, you can talk to inspector concannon.

I know he'll help Jerry if you ask him.

Oh, you'll do it, won't you, honey?

Let me taste the dishwater.

I'll ask concannon.

When?

In the morning.

This is a great day for me, ed, you showing up.

I never thought I'd ever see you again.

Sit down.

- How's the baby? - Fine.

Good.

She must be going to school by now.

- Yeah, kindergarten. - Kindergarten.

What's I'm trying to say is... is I know what a wisecracking dope I was

the last time I saw you.

Forget it, it's past history.