What do you core to the Butcher?
Nothing.
Nothing?
The Butcher and me have a special arrangement.
I don't want to see you again!
I don't blame you.
Pennies in their pockets and hope in their eyes.
They peer to the west.
Searching the horizon for a glimpse of land and salvation.
A glimpse of America.
Seeing all this poverty must be most unsettling, Mrs. Schermerhorn?
Some days the uptown gangs came to us.
The Schermerhorns were one of the oldest families in New York.
They didn't run the city..
...but they were listened to quite carefully, by them who did.
Commissioner Brunt, said you wanted to view the Points....
...in all its splendor an squalor.
Spare nothing concerning the conditions, said he!
Nothing except our safety, constable.
I'm sure we can be in no danger while we're in the constable's company, my dear!
Quite so, madam. Witness!
Shall we continue on?
You dare to leave it there?
Safe as a bank, Mr. Greely.
They all know it's mine.
Is that man drunk?
Dead as good friday, miss.
Good day, Mulraney.
Boys?
Jack?
Slum socialable?
Track finding. Reform studying.
May I present...
The Schermerhorns hardly require an introduction from you, Jack.
Mrs. Schermerhorn and her daughter.
The gentleman of course is.....
Mr. Greely. The famous publisher.
It's a pleasure and an honour, sir.
Of the Tribune.
I am William Cutting.
How do you do, Mr. Cutting?
As of this moment, extremely well.
How do you do?
Orange blossom. Delicious!
Mr. Cutting is...
What a peach! You had a fine carreer on the stage.
...one of the Five Points local...
Please to meet you, sir.
..leaders.
Mr. Greely!
Pleased to meet you, Mr. Cutting.
The Five Points welcomes you..
...to these streets...
..and you shall pas in safety.
I'll see to their safety.
Thank you, Bill.
This way.
Good day lads.
Criminals who brag a dote show.
He knows who I am!
Inderdeed, sir. You are well known in these parts.
I find that strangely flattering.
Never did like crushers.
Well draw it mild, son.
Happy Jack don't fill his lungs without me telling him to.
Do you think my watch would be safe in that lamp post, Bill?
Why don't you hang it up there and see?
Some day.
Some day is right.
Is this the new lad?
just another bastard I folded in the warmth of my embrace.
Hey!
Just wanted to see your face, son.
No harm intended.
You get to know a lot by butchering meat.
We're made up of the same things.
Flesh and blood. Tissue. Organs.
I love to work with pigs.
The nearest thing in nature to the flesh of a man, is the flesh a pig.
Pig, huh?
That's right.
This is for you, mother.
Here you are.
God bless you.
She ain't really my mother.
I knew that, Bill.
This is the liver.
The kidneys. The heart.
This is a wound. The stomach will bleed and bleed.
This is a kill.
And the artery. This is a kill.
You try it.
Go ahead.
Don't follow the blade on the rib.
Very good!
And the artery.
Bleed 'm slow. Let them think about it for a while.
Slow death.
Good!
You'll each bill the city 5000 dollars a month...
..for supplies and services..
...for which you will receive 10%.
Bill! Mr. Glour will work out the details. Thank you.
That's how we do things around Tammany, gentlemen.
Who's this?
Thank you, boys.
Good day, sir.
You got something on your mind?
Bill's taking quite a liking to you.
If you're up to something..
...I don't want no part in it.
I was in Hell Gate for 16 years.
I'm just trying to make my way is all...
...just like you.
Less of course you got a better notion?
No.
I can't get a days work done...
...for all the good citizens coming here..
...harrassing me about crime in the Points.
Some even go so far to accuse Tammany of connivance..
..in this so called rampant criminality.
What can I do? I can't have this.
Something has to be done.
What do you have in mind?
I don't know. Maybe we should hang someone.
Who?
No one important necessarily.
Back alley thieves, with no affiliations.
How many?
3 or 4.
Which?
Vier.
You stand here convicted..
...of ludeness, jackrolling...
...sneak thievery, chloral hydrating, sodomy..
...strangulation and corruption of the public good.
Chin up.
Handsome bunch of gallows food!
There's my old friend.
How are you feeling, Arthur?
I'm okay. Okay you know.
Say hello to Amsterdam. He nearly fish hooked McGloin.
Nearly!
I see that you are dressed for the occasion, Arthur.
You know me, Bill. Always like to look me best.
That's the spirit.
Nice locket. I'll give you a dollar for it.
It's me mother's.
Dollar and a halve?
Done.
I'll miss you, Arthur.
See you in the hot country, Shamus.
Is my son present here?
Where's my little fellow?
Look at your dad.
Farewell dear boy.
I never struck a foul blow..
..or turned a card.
May God greet me as a friend!
That night the Reformers held a dance.
That was the Five Points alright....
...hangings in the morning, a dance in the evening.
To be sure!
It's not a matter of words, but by the way she smiles at me.
She smiles at a lot of people, John.
A penny, for a fighting Irishman?
Are you from Carey?
I am sir.
It ain't much.
Thank you.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are delighted to see so many young faces..
...at our first annual mission dance.
This will be a real circus!
The mission welcomes Christians of every stamp...
...and we are happy to greet our Roman catholic friends...
...who join us here tonight.
Ladies....come with me.
We're going to start the dance in just a moment.
Good evening, your Holyness.
Good evening, Reverend.
You should have shaved closer!
Good evening, Reverend.
I'd like to make a pardon.
Miss...?
Everdeane.
Miss Everdeane.
Gentlemen, over here! If you don't mind.
Thank you.
Open it. Hold it up!
Into the mirror.
That one!
Our queen has chosen.
Sir...
...your lady!
Regular services are held in the church at 6 and 8.
Go to hell.
What do you think your doing?
I'm dancing.
Why did you pick me?
That's none of your business.
Would you mind telling me?
Sorry!
I'm not much of a dancer.
Try and stay calm.
I've never been to a dance before!
It's best not to look down.
You can hold me tighter if you like.
Alright.
Okay!
Why didn't you dance with Johnny?
Because...
...I didn't want him.
I'm not good in this.
Wait!
What?
Wait.
How does this open?
It takes too long to lace back up...
...we'll be here all night.
Alright. I'll take it off.
There was a baby. They cut it out.
Sorry!
It's fine.
Have you got any scars?
A few.
What's that then?
That?
A gift from Mr. Cutting.
A gift?
A gift!
Was it your birthday?
No.
What did you give him?
The answer to that has nothing to do with you.
Don't tell me you're angry with me?
No..I'm through with you.
Well, you're quicker then most fellows...
...generally they wait till afterwards!
I ain't interested..
...in the Butcher's leavings.
Stay away from the pikers.
15 to 1. Bug Eye Ward!
Amsterdam!
Everyone was working for the Butcher.
We ran his errands..
...made his money...
...took a piece...
...and said thank you, sir.
Gentlemen in the ring!
Even Tweed!
The fight's over!
Even me.
My father's son.
What the hell is this?
Sorry, Bill.
The city ordenance against boxing...
...is a blight. I grant you.
I'm losing money while you speak.
But some...
Go out there and collect those bets.
How do I collect, if no one won the fight?
This counts as a no decision.
You've got that covered, right?
Didn't anyone pay off the god damn police?
Yes, the municipal police...
...this is the metropolitan police.
You're going to repay me every cent.
Wait! Mr. Tweed!
Who asked for your opinion?
Let him speak!
We don't answer to you.
The law says there's no boxing in the city, right?
That's right, in the city.
Where does the city end?
The winner...in the 75th round...
Allow me to acknowledge the man who's vision..
...and enterprise, made possible the staging of this noble combat...
...in this inspiring and entirely legal surroundings, Mr. William Cutting!
And his young associate.
Well done. You're a quick learner.
We done good.
We done well.
May I have your kind attention?
May I remind you of the wonders of my museum on Broadway...
...P.T.Barnum's gallery of wonders!
It's a funny feeling being taken...
...under the wing of a dragon.
It's warmer than you think.
That's the building of our country right there, Mr. Cutting.
Americans are borning.
I don't see no Americans. I see trespassers.
Irish, who do jobs for a nickel...
...that niggers do for a dime...
...and a white man used to get a quarter for.
What have they done? Name one thing they've contributed!
Votes!
Votes, you say?
They vote on who the Archbishop tells them...
...and who tells him?
Their king in the pointy hat, who sits on his throne in Rome.
He's got mixed feelings with regards to the Irish.
Bill, deliver these good and fervant folk to the polls.
And there will be a handsome price for each vote that goes Tammany's way.
Miy father gave his life...
...making this country what it is.
Murdered by the British, with all of his men, July 25 juli, 1814.
You think I'm going to help you, befoul his legacy?
By giving this country to them...
...who's had no hand in fighting for it.
Why? Because they come off the boat crawling with lice...
...and begging you for soup?
You're a great one for the fighting Bill, I know...
...but you can't fight forever.
I can go down doing it .
And you will.
What did you say?
I said, you're turning you back on the future.
Not our future.
That document makes you a citizen...
...this one makes you a private in the Union army.
Now go fight for your country.
Next.
Sign here, son.
Or make your mark.
Here's your musket. Make sure you keep it dry on the boat.
Where are we going?
I heard Tennessee.
Do they feed us now, you think?
My children, my chidren.
We must heal the divisions between us!
This war must cease. North and South must stand united.
What happens at the finish?
Then we have ourselves a rowdy dow!
Ain't you never been to a theatre before?
No.
Mr Legree, lay down your whip.
Miss Elisa join hands with mr. Shelby.
And Topsy. Dear little Topsy.
Cradle Uncle Tom's head.
Leave the nigger dead.
Down with the Union!
For the blood of the Irish.
Bill, get down!
Somebody's popped the Butcher!
Who's man are you?
Speak smart and speak up!
What's he saying?
I think he's making his peace with God.
To hell with that!
He makes his peace with me.
I'm hearing your confession tonight, you Irish whore!
Who's man are you?
We speak English in this country.
Who's man are you?
Do you see this knife, I'm gonna teach...
...you to speak English with this knife!
Who's man are you?
Well that didn't tell us very much.
Fine waist coat.
Shame, I don't think it can be mended!
Will I keep it as a souvenir?
Where's Legree? Where's Topsy?
Jezus, let's continue. Intermission is over.
Now that was bloody Shakespearian.
What?
Do you know who Shakeapeare was, sonny?
He was the fellow who wrote the King James' Bible.
Mr., I don't know what you are talking about.
Because you're an ignorant Irish welp!
Just like your father.
That's it. Tear my head off and destruct the world.
Just like the other stupid Irish in this country.
That's why I never ran with your dad.
Get off me you crazy bastard!
It means if you're not strong, you'd better be smart.
I don't know if your being too clever or too dumb.
But whatever it is, remember this much.
For all his faults, your father was a man who loved his people.
Amsterdam. Amsterdam. New York is calling you.
Look at that. What in Christ's name is that?
Rythms of the dark continent, thrown into the kettle...
...with an Irish shindig. Stir it around a few times. Poured out as a fine American mess.
A jig, doing a jig!
A little keep sake.
Good on ya, sir.
Come upstairs with me Bill.
Have I ever had you before?
So you don't call me by my christian name.
Bill. My god you're alright!
I heard the news and came over as quick as I could.
As timely as the angel of death.
You're not suggesting that I would stoop to what your suggesting?
Stop slabbering. If I thought it was you...
...you'd be in a wooden coat.
I've got a hole in my shoulder and it hurts...
...so have a drink and shut up.
Or shut up and get out.
I believe I'll have a drink.
Carefull, Tweedy the morts are frenchified!
No, I'm clean.
Jenny.
Bill.
I'll wrap you up.
It's gotta be tight.
Loves to make me cry.
You can take it!
There's my boy.
It's alright.
To the Butcher!
We're all much obliged.
Forever.
To the Butcher!
Why don't you get out of here, Johnny?
Go on. Go!
Is there anyone in the Five Points you haven't fucked?
Yes!
You!
Belt down!
Try it and I'll bite ya.
You were gonna bite me.
I dont think you want me.
Find out.
Oh, Jenny!
I can't sleep.
I hope you don't mind us laying here, sir?
Whatever takes your fancy, young friend.
Is your shoulder keeping you up?
I don't sleep too much.
I sleep with one eye open. I only got one eye.
How old are you Amsterdam?
Not too sure. Never did figure it.
I'm 47.
47 years old.
You know how I stayed alive this long? All these years.
Fear!
The spectacle of fearsome acts.
Somebody steals from me, I cut off his hands.
He offends me, I cut out his tongue.
He rises against me, I cut off his head, stick it on a pike!
Raise it high up, so all in the streets can see.
That's what preserves the order of things.
Fear.
That one tonight. Who was he?
A nobody. A coward.
What an end that would have been.
I killed the last honourable man 15 years ago.
Since then....
You've seen his portrait downstairs?
Has your mouth been glued up with juice?
I asked you a question!
I said I've seen it, sir.
You got a murderous rage in you. I like it.
So much life boiling up in you. That's good!
The priest and me lived by the same principles.
Only faith divided us.
He gave me this you know?
That was the finest beating I ever took.
My face was pulp. My guts pierced. My ribs all messed up.
When he came to finish me...
...I couldn't look him in the eye.
He spared me because...
....he wanted me to live in shame.
This was a great man.
A great man.
So I cut out the eye that looked away.
Sent it to him wrapped in blue paper.
I would've cut them both out if I could afford being blind.
I rose up again with a full heart...
...and buried him in his own blood.
Well done!
He was the only man I killed worth remembering.
I never had a son.
Civilisation is crumbling.
God bless you!
If you've got anything to say...
...now is the time to say it.
Who is he to you, Jenny?
I was 12 years old.
My mother was dead. I was living in a doorway.
He took me in. Took care of me in his own way.
After they cut out the baby...
He doesn't fancy girls that scarred up.
You should know, in your own mind...
...that he never laid a hand on me till I asked him too.
Who are you?
Gentlemen, you are most welcome to this palace of enchantment...
...with visions to rival the tales of Sheherazade and the Arabian Nights!
Flex your head to the teutonic beauty!
Feast you eyes on the magnificent blue...
...of these creatures.
Gentlemen, you see our caged birds well!
How would you like to make them sing?
They could be singing for you.
May God put the spirit of the holy steel in my spine...
...and the love of the blessed Virgin in my heart.
Amen.
Easy now. What did you say?
He's not who he says he is.
He's not who he says he is?
Count you blessings he considers you a friend!
The only thing he considers every day and night is how to kill you!
Those eyes want me to take them out for you!
I'll bury it up you fundunem where it belongs!
I can read right through them! They're empty...
His name is Vallon.
Don't do it Bill!
His name is Vallon!
Curious people these celestials.
You know why they use short sleeves?
So everyone can see he's got nothing stashed.
I hope it doesn't become a fashion.
Johnny?
Get up!
Ladies and gentlemen, if I may have your kind attention.
As some of you have surely noticed...
...our friend and benifactor, Mr Cutting...
..is tonight wearing a waistcoat of certain distinction!
May we appeal to him, to favour us...
...with another exciting exhibition.
Of skill. Courage. Daring and drama!
What's gonna happen?
The spider's kiss!
The wheel of death!
William Tell!
The butterfly!
The spider's kiss!
The Butcher's apprentice!
A command performance!
Where have you been?
A command performance indeed.
I want you to get out of here!
And for this, I must beg the indulgence...
...of my former...
... assistent in matters of impailment...
...the Butcher's original apprentice.
What do you say, Jen?
One more time for the sweet souvenir.
Come on!
Don't do it!
She'll be alright.
Remember this?
Of course!
You may feel more comfortable without that garment, Miss Everdeane!
You'll have to filch me a new one, Bill!
Anything in your pockets tonight?
I ain't started working yet.
What about that locket I gave you?
Apologies my dear. Pick it up.
Whoopsie daisy!
Now its good and broke!
I can't seem to get anything right tonight.
You got the sand to give 'm a grand finale?
Maybe when you're aiming a little straighter.
Enough of this heathen music.
Get rid of these goddamn monkeys.
Strike up boys!
This is a night for Americans!
Jenny!
Hats off!
We hold in our hearts the memory of our fallen brothers...
...whose blood stains the very streets...
...we walk today.
Also on this night, we pay tribute to the leader of our enemies.
An honourable man...
...who crossed over bravely. Fighting for what he believed in.
To defeat my enemy, I extinguish his life...
... and consume him as I consume these flames.
In honour of Priest Vallon.
In honour of Priest Vallon!
That's a wound !
I want you all to meet the son of Priest Vallon.
I took him under my wing...
...and see how I'm repaid.
He saved my life one day so he could kill me the next...
...like a sneak thief.
Instead of fighting like a man.
A base defiler. Unworthy of a noble name.
That'll do Mcgloin. Spread him out.
I hate blackies. You..you get to watch.
This is fresh meat!
We need to tenderise this meat a bit.
Alright, lets kiss goodnight to that pretty face of yours!
No.......!
What'll it be then. Rib or chop. Loin or shank.
The liver!
The spleen!
The kidney!
The lung!
The liver!
The tongue!
The heart! The heart!
The heart?
This boy has no heart.
Then kill him!
He ain't earned the death!
He ain't earned the death of my hands!
He'll walk amongst you marked with shame.
A freak. Worthy of Barnum's museum of wonders.
God's only man, speared by the Butcher.