We Own the Night Page #5

Synopsis: Brooklyn, 1988. Crime is rife, especially drugs and drug violence. A Russian thug is building his heroin trade, while everyone laughs at the cops. Brothers have chosen different paths: Joe has followed his father Bert into New York's Finest; he's a rising star. Bobby, who uses his mother's maiden name, manages a club. Bobby too is on the rise: he has a new girlfriend and a green-light to develop a Manhattan club. Joe and Bert ask him to help with intelligence gathering; he declines. Then, Joe raids Bobby's club to arrest the Russian. From there, things spiral out of control: the Russian puts out a hit on Joe, personal losses mount, and Bobby's loyalties face the test.
Genre: Crime, Drama, Thriller
Director(s): James Gray
Production: Sony/Columbia
  5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.9
Metacritic:
59
Rotten Tomatoes:
57%
R
Year:
2007
117 min
$27,600,000
Website
638 Views


...what can you do, right?

I don't want you to get hurt.

Don't worry about me.

Just worry about yourself.

I hear anything about your brother,

I'll call you. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hey, baby.

Hey, babe.

How's your father?

Is he holding up okay?

- Yeah.

- Good.

I heard on the television

your brother's doing better.

Me and my mom,

we said a prayer for him.

Thanks, baby.

Did they find out who did it?

Baby?

It was Vadim.

Vadim shot Joseph.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

They tried to tell me...

...but I didn't listen.

- Oh, my God.

Bobby, what are we gonna do?

Michael.

Hey.

You been up to see Joe?

Yeah. He's doing much better.

They reset his jaw this morning.

He was awake when I left him.

Your old man's up there with him now.

How you doing?

You can't protect my father.

We'll do the best we can.

Those guys aren't afraid

of the police.

If anything should happen to him...

Listen, that thing

you were talking about...

...if I wanted to help you,

what would I have to do?

I'll call you.

There's a wire in here.

We hear everything that goes down.

We'd also have a tail on you,

so we'd be with you at all times.

Small. Light as a feather.

You're f***ing kidding me. That's it?

That's it. That's the risk.

You just gotta find that stash house.

- This can't get out.

- It won't.

Well, what if

something goes wrong?

Give me a word.

First word comes to your mind.

- Feather.

- Okay.

Anytime we hear the word "feather,"

we come in early.

Otherwise, stay there, do what you

gotta do and get the f*** out.

- This will all be kept confidential.

- Yeah, it better.

You get burnt, we have to

put you into protection.

That's better than ending up dead.

- F***.

- Listen...

...nobody will ever know

you're involved.

Not your father, not your girlfriend,

nobody.

And maybe someday your brother

will thank you for all this.

So, Bobby...

... you call Vadim's people

and set it up.

You won't see us, but we'll be

following your every move.

Don't be a hero.

Don't make conversation.

You sense they're onto you,

just remember the word is "feather."

Your life is in that lighter.

Good luck.

Bobkes. Jesus.

Where you been?

I left you a message.

- Yeah, I got it. Thanks.

- You all right?

- Yeah.

- What's the matter? You sick?

Yeah, I've been out of it.

I gotta...

Come on, Amada's here.

- Two Jack Daniels, please.

- No, no, no.

I gotta take care of something.

I'll call you tomorrow.

All right. Call me tomorrow.

Please.

See my friends out there?

Vadim is really glad

that you made up your mind.

He's very happy.

You ready?

Yeah.

You'll meet me at the boardwalk

in one hour.

For your protection, and for ours...

...you'll be searched and blindfolded

as we arrive.

You'll be able

to sample the product...

...see if you like it. I'm sure you will.

You will discuss the rest

of the details with Vadim.

Don't raise your voice,

he doesn't like it.

And for me...

...I'm taking you to the place

where I never took anybody before...

...especially no Americans.

And I don't trust you

the way Vadim does.

So don't.

All right?

And if you want to see

your girlfriend ever again...

...you will come alone.

Boardwalk. One hour.

You don't mind

that I sit behind, do you?

Do what you gotta do.

Let me see your hands.

Take this. Put it on.

What do you think?

Good.

What do you got there?

How many keys?

What, like three to four months?

It's not gonna dry up on us, is it?

We got a whole lot of stuff

coming in...

...in a way nobody could ever trace.

All the sh*t I got in here,

at least 86 percent pure.

Sasha.

The whole city will be

sucking our glass soon.

We'll push the guineas out.

The Domos will work for us.

It's good.

It's good.

So where's this coming from?

You're breathing heavy.

Yeah, because I just took a hit.

You know, I seen fighters

breathe like that.

It means they get nervous.

- Are you nervous?

- No.

I told you,

it's because I took some sh*t.

What do I have

to be nervous about?

They already searched me.

I'm not here to f*** you.

What are you doing?

How come you got both

matches and a lighter?

I'm feeling light as a feather

from that sh*t.

- What?

- Feeling light as a feather...

...from that stuff.

- He's wired.

- No, wait.

You were right.

Kill the motherf***er.

Wait. Wait! Wait!

Get up! Get over there!

Take the roof. Bobby!

Get the weapon!

Go, go!

- Police! Don't move!

- I'm with you! I'm with you!

Don't move!

Police! Don't move!

Put your hands up! Put your

hands up! Put your hands up!

Back up to my voice!

- Who is he? Is he one of us?

- He's still breathing.

Get him a stretcher, quick.

Copy that, Rescue 238.

Patient is a Caucasian male...

... mid-30s, with a leg fracture,

broken ribs, abrasions...

... and a possible neck injury.

Where's Bobby? Where's my son?

He's in the bus, chief.

They said he'll be okay.

You guys call an operation

like this without telling me?

You think I was born yesterday?

- He came to me.

- He could've been killed!

- Are you out of your mind?

- I'm sorry.

Well, my son's gotta go into

protection now. Thank you very much.

- It was his idea.

- Where is he?

I wanna see him. Is he all right?

He's a dead man.

You hear me, son?

Crazy kid.

Stupid kid.

Pop...

...my girlfriend.

Call my girlfriend.

Don't worry. I'll call her, all right?

I'll let your brother know too.

We gotta get you...

Get you well again.

Things are gonna be different

for you now, Bobby.

We're gonna

have to protect you now.

1010 WINS. You give us 22 minutes,

we'll give you the world.

1010 WINS. You give us 22 minutes,

we'll give you the world.

This is Stan Brooks in Queens.

Police captain Joseph Grusinsky...

... is leaving Jamaica Hospital

this afternoon.

His doctors cleared him for release

following a four-month stay.

The 11-year veteran was shot

in the face by a masked gunman...

... outside his home

the night before Thanksgiving.

Hey, big guys,

let's see what you got.

Get out. Get lost.

Everybody, I see the car.

Here they are.

Welcome home, Joe.

Welcome home. We love you.

Hey, kiddo. You look great.

- Welcome home.

- Hey, Bob.

- I saw your guards out there.

- Daddy!

- I didn't think they'd let you come.

- No, I wanted to.

What's up? What's up, buddy?

- Hey, how's your leg? You all right?

- Yeah. I'm glad you're home.

Hey, we'll talk later, all right?

Everyone, let's move inside.

There's plenty to eat.

You gonna eat? Young lady. No?

Stop it!

Joe, you look just great.

- Does it hurt at all?

- Yeah, a little, when I look at you.

Oh, finally. Finally he gets you back.

Do you think maybe we could

go see my mom?

No, honey, they made an exception

for this. I'm sorry, I don't think you can.

Hey, Pop.

You wanna go outside and

talk a little business on the porch?

It's time you

brought me back up to speed.

Whatever you say. Let's go.

Bobby, come on, I want you

to hear this. It's for the trial.

- All right.

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