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Plot
The Charlestown neighborhood of Boston is renowned for churning out a high number of armed robbers, generation after generation. These robbers never leave their Charlestown life on their own volition, the neighborhood where there is an unwritten code to protect that lifestyle. Such robbers include friends Doug MacRay, James Coughlin, Albert 'Gloansy' Magloan and Desmond Elden. Doug and James in particular treat each other like family, as the Coughlins have realistically been as such to Doug since Doug's mother ran off and Doug's father, Stephen MacRay, was sent to prison. James' single mother sister, the drugged out Krista Coughlin, and Doug have a casual sexual relationship. The foursome carry out a mostly successful bank robbery, but due to circumstances take the bank manager, Claire Keesey, hostage for a short period before releasing her physically unharmed. They find out that Claire lives in Charlestown, so they want to ensure that she did not see anything that could incriminate them if they were to ever run into her. As such, Doug begins a personal relationship with her to find out what she knows and what she's told the police and the FBI, who have taken charge of the investigation. He learns that she has kept some information from the authorities for her own protection but information that could identify James in particular. But Doug slowly falls for her, as she does for him. Ultimately, Doug dreams about leaving his Charlestown life to be with Claire anywhere but there. But Doug has to try and keep his true identity from her, and keep the fact that he is seeing her from his colleagues. But leaving is not as easy as he would like as he and the gang are tasked with a big job by a local gangster named Fergie whether Doug likes it or not. And Adam Frawley, the FBI's lead investigator, comes into evidence that links the foursome to the bank robbery and a subsequent armored car heist, so is on their tail for evidence that will send them away dead or alive.
Keywords: 12-step-program, abduction, alcoholics-anonymous, ambulance, armored-car, armored-car-robbery, assault-rifle, bag-of-money, bank-manager, bank-robber
Welcome to the bank robbery capital of America.
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley: This is the not fucking around crew so get me something that looks like a print because this not fucking around thing is about to go both ways.
Doug MacRay: I need your help. I can't tell you what it is, you can never ask me about it later, and we're gonna hurt some people.::James Coughlin: ...Whose car are we gonna' take?
Claire Keesey: Did you say your name was Jim or Gem?::James Coughlin: Well, huh, it's kinda both. The teacher's use to always say, "Here take this one. He's a gem."
James Coughlin: [talking about Doug] Secrets with this one.
Doug MacRay: Alright. I'm in. But if anything happens to her, if I think anything might happen to her... I'm gonna come back here, and I'm gonna kill both of you in your own shop.
Fergus 'Fergie' Colm: Do I hear you got a sweet new girlfriend?
Doug MacRay: I'm thinking about making a change...::Stephen MacRay: "Making a change," either you got heat or you don't.
James Coughlin: You grew up right here! Same rules that I did.
James Coughlin: If we get jammed up, we're holding court on the street.
Doug MacRay: What are you, a trigger man now?
Now when I say 2-0, you say -
Nah, you know the rest
This is our scene
Our music, our movement, the history lives through us
I write to the beat and let life play the guitar
strings
Despite the drama, there's respect and camaderie
Every time one of my friends is mentioned in my
philosophy
It's a rite of passage, I'm not trying to be corny
I got love for Sportin' Life, Alpha P, Massline, and
Onry
Every time somebody steps out on the road
They bring a little Northwest soul with them, amen
Alright then, just so you know
I try to carry that everytime that I rock a show
So, turn my sound up
Ricochet off our mountains
It's Good Medicine that Chief Seattle would of been
proud of
Sends our city, town pride, heart, blood, sweat, tears,
I-5,
North, South side, vibe, live, ride down these city
blocks
And never will be stopped
They tryin' to shut down the clubs that my city rocks
Now Mr. Mayor why would you enforce an ordinance?
Music, it saves lives, these kids out here are
supporting it
And through the art form we've learned the importance
of community
Truth to the youth so they know what's up
Yup, and as a public school student
I learned from my teachers, but became through my music
Take that away, that's a vital
14 Fathoms Deep, Do the Math, Tribal
My greatest teachers: Beasope and Bida
Wordsayer was my mayor and things have changed
But I carry the torch and what I do with that flame
Is lit everytime that I step on the stage
The skyline is etched in my veins
You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains
That's right, when you put on a show
And watch the people seat in between the creases and
the doors
Hitting the melly or sneaking in 'cause they're broke
Now leaving in between sets because they're needing to
smoke
The reason being whatever
The scene from Beacon to Everett
is in need of less ego when we kick it alright
I get on stage, style, share my whole life
Try to reach 'em at the bar where they're drinking
Miller Lite
But the kids in the front, they bring out the passion,
dude
Make noise throughout the show and not only when we ask
'em to
I watch the older cats jaded in the back
Hands clasped, forgot when they weren't too cool to be
a fan, damn
Hatin' at the concert
You don't remember RKCNDY, watching Heiro, or vibing
out to Alkaholiks
I know it's not the same, it never will be
But my, my, my, my city's filthy
And we've been truly dope since Supreme was up on
Broadway in the dookie rope
Mean muggin' in Sir Mixalot's video
Back when Scene was rockin' house parties on the floor
JMG's, Sit N' Spin, and The Paradox
Back when Mark introduced Geo to Sabz
So much has changed here, so much has not
I was just a kid hopin' I could earn my spot
Try to get some props
Meet a promoter who'll give me a shot
To let me get up on stage and get the crowd to rock
Read a page out my notebook
What I thought would be respected, they would connect
with it
Now looking over the city's the only thing that keeps
me calm
Scattered thoughts jotted down by this pen in my palm
It's like my city stands still, the world looks on
A car rolls by way down low
There's a name on a wall that I know
I heard a shot go off in the night
My father said everything is alright
in the town where I come from
Some kids are playing out in the yard
A mother says " don't wander too far "
I can go there when I dream
I close my eyes and it's all I see
The town where I come from
I know it's where my heart will be found
It's where I'll finally lay myself down
I can go there when I dream
I close my eyes and it's all I see