Flanagan may refer to:
Plot
Over a thirty-six hour period in Los Angeles, a handful of disparate people's lives intertwine as they deal with the tense race relations that belie life in the city. Among the players are: the Caucasian district attorney, who uses race as a political card; his Caucasian wife, who, having recently been carjacked by two black men, believes that her stereotypical views of non-whites is justified and cannot be considered racism; the two black carjackers who use their race both to their advantage and as an excuse; partnered Caucasian police constables, one who is a racist and uses his authority to harass non-whites, and the other who hates his partner because of those racist views, but who may have the same underlying values in his subconscious; a black film director and his black wife, who believes her husband doesn't support their black background enough, especially in light of an incident with the racist white cop; partnered police detectives and sometimes lovers, one Hispanic female and the other black male, the latter who is dealing with a drugged out mother that feels he isn't concerned enough about taking care of family; an East Asian man who is run over but who is hiding some valuable cargo in the back of his van; a Persian store owner, who feels he isn't getting satisfaction from American society when his store is robbed time and time again; and a Hispanic locksmith, who just wants to keep his family, especially his adolescent daughter, safe in a seemingly unsafe world.
Keywords: 24-hours, abuse-of-power, abusive-policeman, accidental-shooting, african-american, african-american-slur, anger, arab-american, arab-slur, asian-american
It's not like things are black and white.
You think you know who you are. You have no idea.
Live your life at the point of impact
Moving at the speed of life, we are bound to collide with each other.
[first lines]::Graham: It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In L.A., nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.
Shereen: They think we're Arab. When did Persian become Arab?
Lara: [referring to the impenetrable cloak] He doesn't have it!::Elizabeth: [confused] He doesn't have what?
Rick: Fuck! Why do these guys have to be black? I mean, why? No matter how we spin this thing, I'm either gonna lose the black vote or I'm gonna lose the law and order vote!::Karen: You know, I think you're worrying too much. You have a lot of support in the black community.::Rick: All right. If we can't duck this thing, we're gonna have to neutralize it. What we need is a picture of me pinning a medal on a black man. Bruce? The firefighter - the one that saved the camp or something - Northridge... what's his name?::Bruce: He's Iraqi.::Rick: He's Iraqi? Well, he looks black.::Bruce: He's dark-skinned, sir, but he's Iraqi, his name's Saddam Hassif.::Rick: Saddam? His name's Saddam? Oh, that's real good, Bruce. Yeah, I'm gonna pin a medal on an Iraqi named Saddam. Give yourself a raise, will you?
Anthony: You wanna get killed, nigger?::Cameron: [punches him] Say that again, man. Call me nigger again.::Anthony: You stupid motherfucker.
Anthony: Come on now! This is America. Time is money.
Anthony: Listen to it man. Nigga this, Nigga that. You think white go around callin' each other "honky" all day, man? "Hey, honky, how's business?" "Going great, cracker, we're diversifying!"
Cameron: [after Christine's been molested] Who are you calling?::Christine: I'm gonna report their asses, sons of bitches.
Shaniqua: [talking on the phone] Mr. Ryan, your father has been to the clinic three times in the last month. He's been treated for a urinary tract infection that is by no means an emergency. Now, if you have any more questions about your HMO plan, why don't you make an appointment to come in between ten and four, Monday through Friday.::Officer Ryan: What does my father do about sleeping tonight?::Shaniqua: I don't know. I'm not a Doctor.::Officer Ryan: I wanna talk to your supervisor...::Shaniqua: I am my supervisor!::Officer Ryan: Yeah, what's your name?::Shaniqua: Shaniqua Johnson.::Officer Ryan: Shaniqua. Big fucking surprise that is!::Shaniqua: Oh!::[Shaniqua hangs up]
Graham: Well, fuck you very much. But thanks for thinking of me.
Plot
"Bull" McCabe's family has farmed a field for generations, sacrificing endlessly for the sake of the land. And when the widow who owns the field decides to sell the field in a public auction, McCabe knows that he must own it. But while no one in the village would dare bid against him, an American with deep pockets decides that he needs the field to build a highway. The Bull and his son decide to convince the American to give up bidding on the field, but things go horribly wrong.
Keywords: 1930s, american, ancestry, animal, auction, based-on-play, bashing-head-on-rock, beach, bible, bicycle
He's let no outsider take it away.
An unforgettable story of power and passion from the producer and director of My Left Foot.
Maggie: It wasn't your fault.::"Bull" McCabe: Wasn't it my mouth the words came out of?
"Bull" McCabe: She's a woman like your mother. If we knew how to keep the women happy we'd still be in paradise.
"Bull" McCabe: There's another law stronger than the common law.::Father Doran: What's that?::"Bull" McCabe: The law of the land.
"Bull" McCabe: He's alright. Let him be. He learnt the lesson of the land.
"Bull" McCabe: Go on father, go on. Lock the gates to God's house. Sure they were locked at the time of the Famine too. No priest died the time of the Famine: only poor people like us.
Flanagan: The English are gone, Bull.::"Bull" McCabe: *Gone*, because I drove em out: me and my kind. Gone, but not forgotten Flanagan. No outsider will bid for my field.
"Bull" McCabe: Outsiders? Are these the same outsiders who took the corn from our mouths when the potatoes went rotten in the ditches?
"Bull" McCabe: The field is mine.::The American: Well we'll see about that won't we?
"Bull" McCabe: Why're you interfering, Father? This is none of the Church's business.::Father Doran: It's the Widow's field. She has the right to sell it.::"Bull" McCabe: No. It's my field. It's my child. I nursed it. I nourished it. I saw to its every want. I dug the rocks out of it with my bare hands and I made a living thing of it! My only want is that green grass, that lovely green grass, and you want to take it away from me, and in the sight of God I can't let you do that!::Father Doran: Can't you find another field?::"Bull" McCabe: Another field? Another field? Jesus, you're as foreign here as any Yank. Another field? Are you blind? Those hands, do you see those hands? Those rocks! It was a dead thing! Don't you understand?::Father Doran: This is the Widow's field. That's the law. The common law.::"Bull" McCabe: There's another law, stronger than the common law.::Father Doran: What's that?::"Bull" McCabe: The law of the land. When I was a boy, younger than Tadgh there, my brothers and sisters had to leave the land, because it couldn't support them. We wasn't rich enough to be priests or doctors, so it was the emigrant ship for all of them. I were the eldest, the heir. I were the only one left at home. Neighbours were scarce. So my father and I, we had our breakfast, dinner, and tea, working in that field without a break in our work. And my mother brought us the meals. One day, one day my father sensed a drop of rain in the air and my mother helped us bring in the hay before it was too late. She was working one corner of the field, and I was working in the other. About the third day, I saw her fall back, keel over so to speak. I called my father, I run to her. My father kneeled beside her. He knew she... he knew she was dying. He said an act of contrition into her ear and he asked God to forgive her her sins. And he looked at me, and he said, "Fetch a priest." Fetch a priest... And I said, "Let's - let's bring the hay in first. Let's bring the hay in first." My father looked at me with tears of pride in his eyes. He knew I'd take care of the land. And if you think I'm gonna face my mother in Heaven or in Hell without that field, you've got something else coming. No collar, uniform, or weapon will protect the man that stands in my way.
Tadgh McCabe: What age was I when Seami died?::"Bull" McCabe: That's a queer question. I... I don't know.::Tadgh McCabe: What age was Seami?::"Bull" McCabe: Thirteen years, six months, twenty-four days.
Plot
Andy LeBeau is a fallen angel of sorts. He keeps messing up and causing trouble in angel training. The archangel, Michael, decides to give him one more shot. His mission: Help out the problems of three cases. First, the Desautel family, who are on the edge of breaking up. Then, the McNulty family, who are workaholics. Finally, Dorothea Powell who is a secluded, grumpy old woman. Andy's guide on earth is Blake, who is none too thrilled to work with Andy.
Keywords: african-american, afterlife, angel, angel-on-earth, boy, child's-point-of-view, dysfunctional-family, family-relationships, football, guardian-angel
Plot
Accountant Roy is sentenced to prison because he cooked up balances. He hopes that his companions, who profited from his cheat, will help him to a revision of his judgment. Meanwhile he has to adapt to a life in jail - which works out quite well, especially when he meets the self-conscious convicted thief Jane and falls in love. He starts to woo her. But then, while working in the prison's accounting department, he discovers that the prisoner's accounts are not properly kept. The director tries to keep him in her prison as long as possible.
Keywords: accountant, accounting, inmate, prison
Plot
George La Main, just turned 17, suffers growing pains and is anxious to prove his manhood. That night, George's adored father Andy is savagely beaten by sportswriter Al Judge. Traumatized and unable to learn why it happened, George goes gunning for Judge. His mission becomes an odyssey through the town's seamy side, and his coming of age is more of a trial by fire than he bargained for.
Keywords: bar, bare-chested-male, based-on-novel, birthday, birthday-cake, boxing-arena, boy-crying, cane, caning, church
Al Judge: [when ordering Andy to disrobe for his beating] I said SKIN!
George La Main: Why's he get so burned up just 'cause I talk about Frances? She hasn't been around in a couple weeks. More. The way they were getting along, I thought they'd end up being married.::Flanagan: How long you, your dad and I live together?::George La Main: About sixteen years, since my mother died.::Flanagan: Yeah, since then. Sixteen years to learn better than to ask me something that your father won't tell you.
Peckinpaugh: Next time you see somebody drop money, don't think about it so long before you decide to give it back.
George La Main: I remember the stairs.::Marion Rostina: You ought to. You spent a long time on 'em.
George La Main: You don't have to know people long. I mean... Well, doesn't it ever happen to you? You meet somebody and you take one look and you know they're all right.
Marion Rostina: I mean, each of us has got secret things deep inside, and if we don't have someone we can share them with, we usually go all haywire. That's what I mean by lonely.
George La Main: Were you laughing at me? Were you still thinking I was wet behind the ears and smelled of milk? Were ya?
Al Judge: I couldn't quite tell for sure, but I got the impression you were packing a gun.::George La Main: I still am.::Al Judge: In that case I guess I can take the time to find out whatever your beef is, or were you just planning to shoot me without letting me in on the secret?
Plot
A down-on-his luck newspaperman finds himself the center of an experiment being conducted by two daffy millionaires--to see if someone can spend $1000 a minute, every minute, for 12 solid hours. If he can do it, he gets $10,000. If he can't do it, he gets nothing.
Keywords: contest, millionaire, number-in-title
Plot
A young girl falls in with a gang of criminals. One of their capers is robbing the house of a wealthy socialite who happens to look just like her. In the process of cleaning out the house, the young girl discovers that the socialite is actually her long-lost twin sister. Complications ensue.
Keywords: based-on-play, burglar, butler, doctor, dual-role, engagement, gunfire, gunshot-wound, impersonation, jewelry
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