Tom O'Meara: The killing's got to stop, Frankie.
Rory: Then you'll have to kill to stop it. Get's a bit complicated, doesn't it?
Rory: You're a stupid man, Mr. Burke. You only see me standing between you and your money. You're forgetting about the thousand men standing behind me. That's a mistake.
Rory: Don't look for a happy ending. It's not an American story. It's an Irish one.
Tom O'Meara: What's the money for? I was thinkin' guns. I was thinkin' IRA.
Rory: I need that money Tom.
Tom O'Meara: Why? So other eight-year-olds can watch their fathers gunned down in front of 'em? If this money leaves here, more people will die. Can you tell me that won't happen?
Tom O'Meara: I understand why he's doin' what he's doin'. If I had to endure what he's endured - -if I was eight years old and saw my father gunned down in front of my family - -I'd be carryin' a gun too, and I wouldn't be wearin' a badge.
