Jason Patric credited as playing...
Shakes
- Lorenzo: [after handing Detective Davenport surveillance photos and proof that Adam Styler's a crooked cop] So, you got enough for conviction?
- Detective: That ain't up to me. That's up to a jury.
- Lorenzo: [hands Davenport a gun in a plastic bag] Show the jury this.
- Detective: What do you got there, Ness?
- Lorenzo: About 3 weeks ago, the body of a drug dealer named Indian Red Lopez was found in an alley in Jackson Heights. Three bullets in his head, nothing in his pockets.
- Detective: I'm with you so far.
- Lorenzo: This is the gun that killed him, and these are the shells.
- Detective: What's behind door number 3?
- Lorenzo: The prints on the gun belong to Adam Styler.
- Detective: Hey, do me a favor, would you?
- Lorenzo: What's that?
- Detective: If I ever make it onto your shit list, give me a call. Give me a chance to apologize.
- [first lines]
- Lorenzo: This is a true story about friendship that runs deeper than blood. This is my story and that of the only three friends in my life that truely mattered. Two of them were killers who never made it past the age of 30. The other's a non-practicing attorney living with the pain of his past - too afraid to let it go, never confronting its horror. I'm the only one who can speak for them, and the children we were.
- [last lines]
- Lorenzo: The future lay sparkling ahead, and we thought we would know each other forever.
- Lorenzo: A number of the inmates, as tough as they acted during the day, would often cry themself to sleep at night. There were other cries, too. Diffrent from those full with fear and lonelyness. They were low and muffled, the sounds of pain and anguish.Those cries can change the course of a life. They are cries that once heard, can never be erased from the memory. On this one night those cries belonged to my friend John, when guard Ferguson paid him a visit.
- Lorenzo: [after handing Detective Davenport surveillance photos and proof that Adam Styler's a crooked cop] So, you got enough for conviction?
- Detective: That ain't up to me. That's up to a jury.
- Lorenzo: [Hands Davenport a gun in a plastic bag] Show the jury this.
- Detective: What do you got there, Ness?
- Lorenzo: About 3 weeks ago, the body of a drug dealer named Indian Red Lopez was found in an alley in Jackson Heights. Three bullets in his head, nothing in his pockets.
- Detective: I'm with you so far.
- Lorenzo: This is the gun that killed him, and these are the shells.
- Detective: What's behind door number 3?
- Lorenzo: The prints on the gun belong to Adam Styler.
- Detective: Hey, do me a favor, would you?
- Lorenzo: What's that?
- Detective: If I ever make it onto your shit list, give me a call. Give me a chance to apologize.
- Lorenzo: [narrating about Father Bobby] I told him about the torture, the beating and the rapes. I told him about four frightened boys who prayed to Father Bobby's God for help that never came. I told him everything.
- Lorenzo: There are no clear pictures of the sexual abuse we endured. I buried it as deep as it can possibly go.
- Michael: You gotta get me one for our side.
- Lorenzo: One what?
- Michael: One witness. A witness who'll put John and Tommy somewhere else on the night of the murder. A witness they can't touch
- Lorenzo: Don't they got a name for that?
- Michael: A judge would call it perjury.
- Lorenzo: I see, and what are we calling it?
- Michael: A favor.
- Lorenzo: Michael was the most sexually experienced of us, which means he had kissed a girl on more than two occasions.
- Father Bobby: What about the life that was taken, Shakes? What's that worth?
- Lorenzo: To me? Nothing.
- [voice over]
- Lorenzo: Young protesters spoke about how they'd change our lives and fix the world. But while they shouted their slogans, my friends and I went to the funeral services of the young men of Hell's Kitchen who came back from Vietnam in body bags.
- [voice over]
- Lorenzo: Most priests like to preach from the pulpit. Father Bobby liked to talk during the bump and shove of a pick-up game.