Brendan Conlon: That's Tess. And that's Emily and Rosie. They're your nieces, Tommy.
Tom Conlon: Don't know 'em.
Brendan Conlon: I know you don't know them. Of course you don't know them.
Tom Conlon: Why am I looking at pictures of people I don't know?
Brendan Conlon: Because that's my
family.
Tom Conlon: And who are you exactly?
Brendan Conlon: I'm your brother, man.
Tom Conlon: You were in the Corps?
Brendan Conlon: What?
Tom Conlon: I said I didn't know you were in the Corps.
Brendan Conlon: I wasn't in the Corps.
Tom
Conlon: Then you ain't no brother to me. My brother was in the Corps.
Frank Campana: Look at me! Look at me! Why are we here, Brendan? Why are we here? Are we here to win this fight? You tell me, 'cause if we're not, I'll throw in the towel right now. We'll get Tess and we will go home. You don't knock him out, you lose the fight. Understand me? You don't knock him out, you don't have a home.
Paddy Conlon: Come on, kiddo. I've been there. I've done it. I've seen it. You can trust me. I'll understand.
Tom Conlon: Spare me the compassionate father routine, Pop. The suit don't fit.
Paddy Conlon: I'm really trying here, Tommy.
Tom Conlon: You're trying? Now? Where were you when it mattered? I needed
this guy back when I was a kid. I don't need you now. It's too late now. Everything's already happened. You and Brendan don't seem to understand that. Let me explain something to you: the only thing I have in common with Brendan Conlon is that we have absolutely no use for you.
Brendan Conlon: You never had any interest in underdogs. But I was your son.
Paddy Conlon: You *are* my son, Brendan.
Brendan Conlon: Am I?
Paddy Conlon: Yeah, you are. I'm just asking you if can find... find a little bit of space in your heart to forgive me a little bit.
Brendan
Conlon: Yeah? All right, I forgive you.
Paddy Conlon: Okay.
Brendan Conlon: But I do not trust you.
Tom Conlon: So you gonna ask about her, or you just gonna sit there all sober?
Paddy Conlon: I know.
Tom Conlon: Oh you know. What do you know? You know it wasn't enough to drive west to get away from you? When we hit the water we drove north, too.
Paddy Conlon: When I get sober I hired a man to find you.
Tom Conlon: Is that one of the 12 steps? Or does a guy like you get 24?
Paddy Conlon: Alright. Alright. But you get something through your skull, too. You called me. So don't go threatening to walk every five minutes. And since this is about training, you dump whatever it is you need to dump as far as those pills are concerned. I don't want to see 'em. In fact, hand 'em over right now. I know they're on you, Tommy. You sounded like a goddamn maraca
coming through the door.
Principal Zito: Let me get this straight. You want to use the auditorium to watch a suspended teacher engage in the activity he was suspended for? Am I hearing this correctly?
Tom Conlon: I'm serious. We train. That's it. I don't wanna hear a word about anything but training, you understand? You wanna tell your war stories, you can take 'em down to the VFW. You can take 'em to a meeting, or church, or wherever the hell it is you go nowadays.