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Sheriff!
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May I present...
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Alright, Mr Tweed, you back an
Irishman for sheriff...

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The Schermerhorns hardly require
an introduction from you, Jack.

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...of the city and county of
New York...

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Mrs. Schermerhorn and her
daughter.

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...and we'll get him elected.
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The gentleman of course is.....
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I love the Irish, son...
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Mr. Greely. The famous
publisher.

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..but higher than alderman you
shall never climb.

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It's a pleasure and an
honour, sir.

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Why not?
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For one thing, no man living can
consolidate the Irish vote.

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Of the Tribune.
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I am William Cutting.
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I can!
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And for another, I mean no
offence...

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How do you do, Mr. Cutting?
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...no one's yet found an Irish
candidate...

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...for sheriff worth voting for.
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As of this moment,
extremely well.

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How do you do?
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Orange blossom. Delicious!
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Monk!
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Mr. Cutting is...
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Here.
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What a peach! You had a fine
carreer on the stage.

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...one of the Five Points local...
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Got me looking as sober as me own
grandfather!

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Please to meet you, sir.
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..leaders.
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Mr. Greely!
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He was a great man, I'm sure.
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Pleased to meet you,
Mr. Cutting.

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The Five Points welcomes you..
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He was a drunken bastard.
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...to these streets...
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..and you shall pas in
safety.

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Can I say what I want?
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I'll see to their safety.
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Thank you, Bill.
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That's why I wanted you.
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This way.
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Our elected representatives are a
gang of thieves!

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Good day lads.
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Criminals who brag
a dote show.

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Who swear to better our lot...
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He knows who I am!
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Inderdeed, sir. You are well
known in these parts.

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...while dipping their hands deep
into our pockets.

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I stand shoulder to shoulder with
community leaders like Bill Cutting...

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I find that strangely flattering.
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Never did like crushers.
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....against any, an all in roads in
our democracy.

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Well draw it mild, son.
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Happy Jack don't fill his lungs
without me telling him to.

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I'll see to it, that no one
takes away...

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... what you earned by pluck and application.
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To invading hordes of Hibernians.
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Go to the polls and put
your mark...

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... next to the name Walter McGinn.
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Against the potatoes weeders, like
them over there...

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...thieving our jobs.
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Do you think my watch would be
safe in that lamp post, Bill?

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Why should so many Irish die down
south...

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...when the first war to win...
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...is not down in Dixie, but
right here...

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Why don't you hang it
up there and see?

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...in these streets!
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Who's the finest streetfighter in
the Five Points?

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Some day.
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Monk!
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Some day is right.
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That's right and let the whole
damn city hear it!

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Is this the new lad?
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That man was right born for this.
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just another bastard I folded
in the warmth of my embrace.

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He's killed 44 men and laid low a
couple of hundred more.

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Is that right?
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Right.
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I should have run him for mayor!
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Hey!
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Just wanted to see your face,
son.

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Alright, line 'm up.
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No harm intended.
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It's election day!
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Come on, you bastard. We need
your vote.

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Bastard? I fought for you
nigger...


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