Mystic River

Can you believe this guy keeps confessing?
I don't know. Maybe we ought to grab
a lawyer out of one of these BMWs up here.

Hey, Devine?
-What you looking at?
-The old neighborhood.

-We're done, Sean, but I can stick around.
-No, I think we're good, thanks.

A few of us are going
to the Cantab after.

No, I don't think so, Jen.
Thanks. Thanks anyway.

-So the wife left you six months ago?

So Jenny Coughlin there
with the body, voice and the cuffs....

This girl, she makes gay guys
rethink their orientation.

So, what's your point?
The girl just wants to bed you,
not wed you. You don't even blink?

She wants to worship
at the temple of Devine.

-I'm married, Whitey.
-So was Bill Clinton, didn't stop him.

-You haven't talked to Lauren in six months.
-She calls all the time.

And says absolutely nothing.
Weirdest thing I ever heard of.

One of these days, the phone's gonna ring
and she'll tell me why she left.

Yeah? Maybe she's waiting
for you to say something.

Come on, come on, come on.
The pitch. A swing and a line drive
into right field. A base hit.

I just don't feel like
they're gonna win this one.

Could we please have three beers?