On The Waterfront Script
Now you take it easy, slugger.
Joey!
Joe Doyle!
All right! What do you want?
I got one of your birds.
I recognized him by the band.
It must be Danny-boy. I lost him in the last race.
He flew into my coop.
-You want him? -I got to watch myself these days.
You know what I mean?
Don't worry.
-I'll take him up to your loft. -Okay, I'll see you on the roof.
How goes?
He's up on the roof.
The pigeon?
Yeah, it worked.
I think somebody fell off the roof.
He thought he'd sing to the Crime Commission. He won't.
I thought they'd talk to him.
That's the idea.
I thought they'd talk to him and get him to dummy up.
Maybe he gave them an argument.
I figured the worst they was gonna do was lean on him a little bit.
Maybe he gave them an argument.
He's been giving Johnny the Boss a lot of arguments lately.
He wasn't a bad kid, that Joey.
A canary.
Maybe he could sing, but he couldn't fly.
Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
I'll be in there later and....
Father Barry is here.
Same thing happened to my Andy five years ago.
-You're the boy's father? -That's right.
Looks like he fell off the roof, or maybe he was pushed.
-Any ideas? -No.
He was the only longshoreman that had the guts to talk to the crime investigators.
-Who asked you? -Everybody knows that.
Shut up.
-lf he took my advice he wouldn't be-- -Everyone knows that.
I said, "Shut up!"
I know how you feel about cops, but if you give me...
...some leads I could--
I kept telling him, "Don't say nothing.
"Keep quiet, you'll live longer."
I've been on the docks all my life, boy, and there's one thing I learned.
You don't ask no questions, you don't answer no questions...
...unless you want to wind up like that.
Edie, come here.
I want to talk to you.
Father, who'd want to kill Joey?
Stay away from him! Stay away from him!
Edie, listen!
Remember time and faith are great healers.
Father, my brother is dead and you talk about time and faith.
My brother was the best kid in the neighbourhood and everybody said so.
I'm in the church if you need me.
You're in the church if I need you?
Did you ever hear of a saint hiding in a church?
I want to know who killed my brother!
What's the matter with you, punk?
Boss, Packy wants another drink on the cuff.
Give it to him.
And here's the cut on the shape-up.
men, $ a head. That's $ .
Charley, you count them.
The banana boat is tomorrow.
If we pull a walkout, it might be a few bucks from the shippers.
-Them bananas go bad in a hurry. -Ask $ .
Clowns can't fight.
There's nobody tough anymore.
Hi, slugger.
Hi, kid.
Where's Morgan? Where's that big banker of mine?
Right here, Mr. Friendly.
-Hi, JP, how's business? -Having trouble with Kelly again, boss.
He won't take no loans and Big Mac puts him to work anyway.
-He's my wife's nephew. -He won't take no loans!
I got to put him to work. She'd murder me!
That's why I never got married.
Here's the interest on the day, boss. $ .
You count it.
Counting makes me sleepy.
You handle that sheet metal all right?
It was easy. The new checker faked the receipt. Here.
You want to talk to me, take the cigar out of your mouth.
-Stow the receipt. I'll take the cash. -Sure.
-Here you are, bills. -Terry, you count this.
Come on, go on, it's good for you.
-lt develops your mind. -What mind?
Shut up. I like the kid.
Remember the night he took Farella at St. Nick's, Charley?
We won a bundle. Real tough. A big try.
I lost the count.
Okay, forget it, Einstein.
How come you never got an education like your brother Charley?
The only arithmetic he ever got was hearing the referee count up to .
You're not too funny today, Fat Man.
Hey, what gives with our boy tonight, Charley?
He isn't himself.
It's the Joey Doyle thing and how he exaggerates the thing.
Too much Marquis of Queensbury softens him up.
Listen, I'm a soft touch, too. Ask any rummy on the dock...
...if I'm not good for a fin any time they put the arm on me.
But my old lady raised us kids on a stinking watchman's pension.
When I was I had to beg for work in the hold.
I didn't work my way up out of there for nothing.
I know that, Johnny, I know it.
Taking over this local took a little doing.
There were rough fellas in the way. They gave me this to remember them by.
He kept his hand over his throat to stay alive and he still went after them.
I know what's eating you.
I got dues-paying members in this local, that's $ a year legitimate.
When each one of them puts in a couple of bucks a day just to make sure...
...the work's steady, well, figure it out.
That's just for openers.
We've got the fattest piers in the fattest harbour in the world.
Everything moves in and out, we take our cut.
Why shouldn't we? If we can get it, we're entitled to it.
You don't suppose I can afford to be boxed out of a deal like this, do you?
A deal I sweated and bled for, on account of one lousy little cheese-eater...
...that Doyle bum, who thinks he can squeal to the crime commission. Do you?
Do you?
No, Johnny. I just figured I should have been told.
I make it $ .
You're $ short, Skins.
Gimme.
-I must've miscounted. -Gimme!
You come from Green Point, go back there. You don't work here no more.
Here, kid, here's half a bill. Go get you a load on.
No, I'm okay, Johnny, thanks.
Present from your Uncle Johnny.
And Mac, tomorrow morning when you shape the men, put Terry up in the loft.
Number one. Every day.
It's nice, easy work if you check in and goof off on a coffee bag.
Okay?
You got a real friend here.
Now don't forget it.
Why should he forget it?
Thanks, Johnny.
All right, payday.
Rony.
Mac.
Hi, Terry.
-Hi, kid. -I was just going to feed them.
I already fed them.
You must've been up early?
I was up anyhow, so I figured I might as well.
They sure got it made.
Eating, sleeping, flying around like crazy, raising gobs of squabs.
Well, I better get over there.
Be careful. Don't spill no water on the floor. I don't want them to catch cold.
I'll see you around.
Come on, Tony, give me the tabs.
He was a good boy, that Doyle kid.
Sure he was, that's why he got it in the head.
But he couldn't learn to keep his mouth shut.
Hey, Pop, why don't you go home?
The boys at work today will be chipping in gladly.
No thanks, fellas, I'm gonna shape.
-Who do you think'll pay for the funeral? -Johnny Friendly, the "great labour leader."
Why don't you keep that big mouth of yours shut?
What are you, a wise guy?
If I was wise, I wouldn't be no longshoreman for years.
I'm poorer now than when I started.
-Wise guy. -Big mouth.
Don't mess with those guys.
I brought you Joey's windbreaker. It might come in handy.
-Go ahead, wear it. -Thanks, Pop.
Mine's more full of holes than the Pittsburgh infield.
Hey, Joe, I got a coat for you.
Do you know Terry Malloy?
No, I don't. Never heard of him.
You're Terry Malloy, aren't you?
So what?
Didn't I see you fight a couple of years ago?
Without the birdseed, what do you want?
Identification.
Waterfront Crime Commission. What's that?
I just want to ask you a few questions.
We'll hold public hearings on waterfront crime...
...and underworld infiltration of longshore unions.
-I don't know nothing. -You haven't heard the questions yet.
-What did you say? -You heard me.
There's a rumour that you're one of the last people to see Joey Doyle alive.
I don't know nothing.
Nobody's accusing you of anything, Mr. Malloy.
I hope you understand that.
Just want to ask you some questions about some people you may know.
-People I may know. -That's right.
-You better get out of here, buster! -Slow down, boy.
I don't know nothing, I ain't seen nothing, and I'm not saying nothing.
Why don't you and your girlfriend take off.
All right, Mr. Malloy!
You've every right not to talk if that's what you choose to do.
-The public has a right to know the facts. -Yeah.
We'll be seeing you again.
Never's going to be too much soon for me, Shorty.
Take it easy.
How do you like them mutts taking me for a pigeon.
-Who is it? -I don't know who they are.
You're three weeks behind on the last $ but I'm willing to take a chance.
Some chance at ten percent a week and if we don't borrow, we don't work.
May you rot in hell, JP.
When I'm dead and gone, you'll know what a friend I was.
Why don't you drop dead now, so we can test your theory?
Condolences.
Hey, Pop, look.
Let her go, Tony.
I guess I spoke out of turn last night.
You think I'm just a gravy-train rider with a turned-around collar, don't you?
I see the sisters taught you not to lie.
All right. Loft gang: Malloy...
...Hendriks, Padowski...
...Westerfield, McGuier.
I've been thinking about your question, and you're right, Edie.
This is my parish.
I don't know how much I can do, but I'll never find out...
...unless I come down here and take a good look for myself.
I need some extra banana carriers.
Bananas again.
I wonder when we'll get a boat from Ireland with good Irish whiskey on it.
Dugan, my boy, you're dreaming again.
All right. Kelly. Richie.
Yeah, you.
What's the matter? Nobody want to work today?
Yeah, you.
Who do you see to get a day's pay around here?
-Meatballs. -Definitely.
Come here.
Hey, Terry, grab that one!
Give me that.
Get away!
-Give it to me! -Why?
Give it to me!
What makes you so special?
Things are looking up on the dock.
Don't you recognise her? That's Joey Doyle's sister.
Give me that.
-You're Joey Doyle's sister? -Yes, I am.
You don't wanna go to work today anyhow.
It's been nice wrestling with you.
Edie!
Pop. Here's your tab, take it.
All right, give it to me. I can use it.
Now get back to the sisters where you belong.
I'm surprised at you, Father, if you don't mind my saying so.
Letting her see things ain't fit for the eyes of a decent girl.
All right, that's all. Come back tomorrow.
What do you do now?
Like Big Mac said, come back tomorrow.
Tomorrow? No ship tomorrow.
I've been standing here for five straight mornings and that bum there...
-Come on, get out of here! -...looks right through you.
-I'm sorry, Father, I didn't mean it. -What do you want to do?
Come on, let's go get a ball.
Wait a minute. Is this all you do, just take it like this?
What about your unions?
No other union in the country'd stand for a thing like that.
The waterfront is tougher, Father, like it ain't part of America.
-Do you know how a trigger local works? -No. How?
You get up in the meeting, you make a motion, the lights go out, then you go out.
That's how it's been since Johnny and his cowboys took over the local.
Name one place where it's safe to talk without getting clobbered.
-The church. -What?
The bottom of the church.
You know what you're letting yourself in for?
You got a cigarette on you?
Right over there.
-You working hard? -Yeah.
You wouldn't mind working once in a while to justify this lofty position, would you?
I finished the work. I counted all them bags.
We have an extra detail for you.
That's if you don't mind being disturbed or anything.
The priest and this Doyle girl are getting a meeting up together down at the church.
We want a rundown on the names and the numbers of all the players.
Wait a minute. All right, you're nominated.
Why me, Charley? I feel funny going down there.
I'd just be stooling for you.
Let me tell you what stooling is. Stooling is when you rat on your friend...
...the guys you're with. Johnny wants a favour.
Don't think about it. Do it.
Go on. Join the congregation.
I thought there would be more of you here, but....
The Romans found out what a handful could do if it's the right handful.
I'm just a potato-eater, but isn't it simple as one, two, three?
One. The working conditions are bad.
Two. They're bad because the mob does the hiring.
Three. The only way to break the mob is to stop letting them get away with murder.
If one of you'll answer one question, we'd have a very good start.
And that question is: Who killed Joey Doyle?
Not one of you has a line on who killed Joey Doyle?
I have a hunch all of you could tell us something about it.
All right, then answer this one:
How can we call ourselves Christians and protect these murderers with our silence?
Jimmy Collins, you were Joey's best friend.