Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Amsterdam Vallon: When you kill a king, you don't stab him in the dark. You kill him where the entire court can watch him die.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: How old are you, Amsterdam?
Amsterdam Vallon: I'm not sure, sir. I never did quite figure it.
Bill: I'm forty-seven. Forty-seven years old. You know how I stayed alive this long? All these years? Fear. The spectacle of fearsome acts. Somebody steals from me, I cut off his hands. He offends me, I cut out his tongue. He rises

against me, I cut off his head, stick it on a pike, raise it high up so all on the streets can see. That's what preserves the order of things. Fear.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: Here's the thing. I don't give a tuppenny fuck about your moral conundrum, you meat-headed shit-sack. That's more or less the thing. And I want you to go out there... You, nobody else. None of your little minions. I want you to go out there. And I want you to punish the person who's responsible for murdering this poor little rabbit. Is that understood?

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Amsterdam Vallon: It's a funny feeling being taken under the wing of a dragon. It's warmer than you'd think.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill 'The Butcher' Cutting: You see this knife? I'm gonna teach you to speak English with this fucking knife!

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Amsterdam Vallon: If you get all of us together, we ain't got a gang, we've got an army.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: You. Whatever your name is... what is your name?
Amsterdam Vallon: Amsterdam, sir.
Bill: Amsterdam... I'm New York... don't you never come in here empty handed again, you gotta pay for the pleasure of my company.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Amsterdam Vallon: In the end, they put candles on the bodies so's their friends, if they had any, could know them in the dark. The city did this free of charge. Shang, Jimmy Spoils, Hell-cat, McGloin, and more. Friend or foe, didn't make no difference now. It was four days and nights before the worst of the mob was finally put down. We never knew how many New Yorkers died that

week before the city was finally delivered. My father told me we was all born of blood and tribulation, and so then too was our great city. But for those of us what lived and died in them furious days, it was like everything we knew was mightily swept away. And no matter what they did to build this city up again... for the rest of time... it would be like no one ever knew we was even here.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: At my challenge, by the ancient laws of combat, we have met at this chosen ground, to settle for good and all who holds sway over the Five Points: us natives, born right wise to this fine land, or the foreign hordes defiling it.
Native Gangs: Yeah.
Priest Vallon: By the ancient laws of combat, I accept the challenge of the so called "natives."

They plague our people at every turn, but from this day out, they shall plague us no more. For let it be known, that the hand that tries to strike us from this land shall be swiftly cut down.
Irish Gangs: YEAH.
Bill: Then may the Christian Lord guide my hand, against your Roman popery.
Priest Vallon: Prepare to receive the true Lord!

[the enemy gangs rush into battle]

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: Thank God. I die a true American.

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Gangs of New York

Boss Tweed: Remember the first rule of politics. The ballots don't make the results, the counters make the results. The counters. Keep counting.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Boss Tweed: You killed an elected official?
Bill: Who elected him?
Boss Tweed: You don't know what you've done to yourself.
Bill: [taps his glass eye with a knife] I know your works. You are neither cold nor hot. So because you are lukewarm, I will spew you out of my mouth. You can build your filthy world

without me. I took the father. Now I'll take the son. You tell young Vallon I'm gonna paint Paradise Square with his blood. Two coats. I'll festoon my bedchamber with his guts. As for you, Mr. Tammany-fucking-Hall, you come down to the Points again, and you'll be dispatched by my own hand. Get back to your celebration and let me eat in peace.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

[Amsterdam goes to wipe blood off razor]
Priest Vallon: No son, never. The blood stays on the blade. One day you'll understand.

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Gangs of New York

Bill: He was the only man I ever killed worth remembering.

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Gangs of New York

Bill: WOOPSY DAISY!

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Gangs of New York

Bill: You mother-whoring Irish nigger.

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Gangs of New York

Bill: A *real* native is someone who is willing to die fighting for his country. There's nothing more to it.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: The Priest and me, we lived by the same principles. It was only faith divided us. He gave me this, you know? That was the finest beating I ever took. My face was pulp. My guts was pierced, my ribs was all mashed up. And when he came to finish me, I couldn't look him in the eye. He spared me, because he wanted me to live in shame. This was a great man. A great man. So I out

out the eye that looked away, I sent it to him wrapped in blue paper. I would've cut them both out if I could have fought him blind. And I rose back up again with a full heart... and buried him in his own blood. He was the only man I ever killed worth remembering.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: Mulberry Street... and Worth... Cross and Orange... and Little Water. Each of the Five Points is a finger. When I close my hand it becomes a fist. And, if I wish, I can turn it against you.

Gangs of New York
Gangs of New York

Bill: Is this it, Priest? The Pope's new army? A few crusty bitches and a handful of rag-tags?
Priest Vallon: Now, now, Bill, you swore this was a battle between warriors, not a bunch of Miss Nancys. So warriors is what I brought.
[more Irish gangs arrive]
O'Connell Guard Leader: The O'Connell Guard!
Plug Uglies

Leader: The Plug Uglies!
Shirt Tails Leader: The Shirt Tails!
Chichesters Leader: The Chichesters!
Forty Thieves Leader: The Forty Thieves!
Bill: Bene.