Gangs of New York (2002)

Liam Neeson: 'Priest' Vallon

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Quotes 

• Bill 'The Butcher' Cutting : At my challenge, by the ancient laws of combat, we have met at this chosen ground, to settle for good and all who holds sway over the Five Points: us natives, born right wise to this fine land, or the foreign hordes defiling it.

  Native Gangs : Yeah.

  Priest Vallon : By the ancient laws of combat, I accept the challenge of the so called "natives." They plague our people at every turn, but from this day out, they shall plague us no more. For let it be known, that the hand that tries to strike us from this land shall be swiftly cut down.

  Irish Gangs : YEAH.

  Bill 'The Butcher' Cutting : Then may the Christian Lord guide my hand, against your Roman popery.

  Priest Vallon : Prepare to receive the true Lord!

  [the enemy gangs rush into battle] 

• [Amsterdam goes to wipe blood off razor] 

  Priest Vallon : No son, never. The blood stays on the blade. One day you'll understand.

• Bill 'The Butcher' Cutting : Is this it, Priest? The Pope's new army? A few crusty bitches and a handful of rag-tags?

  Priest Vallon : Now, now, Bill, you swore this was a battle between warriors, not a bunch of Miss Nancys. So warriors is what I brought.

  [more Irish gangs arrive] 

  O'Connell Guard Leader : The O'Connell Guard!

  Plug Uglies Leader : The Plug Uglies!

  Shirt Tails Leader : The Shirt Tails!

  Chichesters Leader : The Chichesters!

  Forty Thieves Leader : The Forty Thieves!

  Bill 'The Butcher' Cutting : Bene.

• Priest Vallon : Now, son, who's that?

  Young Amsterdam Vallon : Saint Michael.

  Priest Vallon : Who's that?

  Young Amsterdam Vallon : Saint Michael!

  Priest Vallon : And what did he do?

  Young Amsterdam Vallon : He cast Satan out of Paradise.

  Priest Vallon : Good boy!

• Priest Vallon : Well well, Monk. Are you with us or not?

  Walter 'Monk' McGinn : For the last time Vallon, I'm with you if the money's right.

  Priest Vallon : I'll give you ten per notch.

  Walter 'Monk' McGinn : Ten?

  Priest Vallon : You have my word.

  Walter 'Monk' McGinn : [Picks up his shillelagh]  Ten per notch?

  Priest Vallon : Per *new* notch.

  Walter 'Monk' McGinn : [Looks at the notches already there, and loops his weapon around his wrist]  Then I'm your man.

  [Turns around and kicks the door open] 

• Priest Vallon : Don't never look away.

• Priest Vallon : Prepare to meet the true lord.