Michaleen Flynn: What do they feed you Irishmen in that Pittsburgh?
Sean Thornton: Steel, Michaleen. Steel and pig iron furnaces so hot a man forgets his fear of hell.
There'll be no locks or bolts between us, Mary Kate, except those in your own mercenary little heart!
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