GO BACK TO AFRICA, ****! GO BACK TO AFRICAAAAA!!!!!!
Gangs of New York (2002) · 71 quotes
4th most-quoted character in Gangs of New York (2002): in 8 of its 71 quotes
A line from McGloinNO NIG-NOGGERY HERE!!!! NO--
More lines from McGloin
6 quotesTHIS SHOW AIN'T FOR BLACKIES!!!
What's that ****** DOING IN THIS CHURCH?!
There's no **** among the Natives! **** and Rabbits is one thing! BUT A **** IN THE CHURCH, THAT'S SOMETHING ELESE!
You're gonna end up on a stake like your man did! GYUUUUURRGH!
Father! Jesus, did you know there's **** IN YOUR CHURCH?!
Scenes with McGloin
1 sceneWhat's that word? [Points to newsletter with knife]
It means bodysnatchers.
I didn't ask the meaning. I asked the word.
Ghoul?
Ghoul? That's a good word. A fresh outrage in the Five Points. A notice that you can be proud of. Thank you.
Low thing, to do that to a body. Low.
Why? They could've left that ship with nothing. Instead they made the Police Gazette. A periodical of note.
A body is supposed to stay beneath the earth.... wearing a wooden coat... until the resurrection.
These two are just a pair of bug eating sons of Irish bitches. Just like you. Don't seem to bother them none. Maybe they don't share your religious scruples.
Maybe they're just a couple of fiddeling bends.
I've been called a lot of things, mister... but I've never been called...?
Fiddeling bends.
Fiddeling bends. Right. If I knew what in the hell that meant... I might be inclined to take offense.
A fiddeling bend is a fellow who would steal anything... dead or alive. Because he's too low to work up a decent lay for himself. Count that careful! I'm telling you that's all there is. That's all they gave us. That's all they gave us. Chiseler!
If you had said chiseler, now that's a word I understand. Is that what you're calling us?
I can think of a number of things to call you, boil!
Right. But I asked if you was calling us chiselers?
Supposing I am?
Well, then we got business.
That we do!
2 dollars on McGloin! 5 pieces on the kid! 5 on Amsterdam! Come on, McGloin, it's just a kid. Watch his left, McGloin!
Alright, that'll do. What do you say now, huh? That'll do, for Christ sake. Drag him off. That's enough, kid. You got him.
McGloin? How would that head look without the ears and nose on it? You'd better leave that head alone, Bill.
I think I'm gonna trim the beak and the ears off that head. Make a nice pot of soup out of that head.
You can find a tastier head than that, Bill. I ain't got no stomach for an Irish stew.
The mighty McGloin. Almost fish hooked by a sprat. On the seventh day the Lord rested. But before that He did... He squatted over the side of England... and what came out of him? Ireland! No offense, son.
None taken, sir.