What Doesn't Kill You

Synopsis: An armored car is robbed by three men. A passing police officer and one of the robbers exchange fire. The robber is Paulie. In a flashback we follow him and his closest friend, Brian, as they grow up together in South Boston. They're tough guys, thugs, doing jobs for the local boss and chaffing to do more. Paulie's the leader. Brian drinks too much and free bases, ignoring his wife and two young boys. Life-changing events lead him to try to go straight, look for work, take what comes his way, and go to A.A. meetings. He struggles. Paulie shows him the plans for the armored car job. Will they do it? "I am who I am," Brian tells his wife. Is crime his only skill?
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Brian Goodman
Production: Yari Film Group
  1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
100 min

- Hey, folks.

- It's that time again, right?


Good size?

Come on, guys. Hurry up.

You good?

- What's going on?

- We're all set.

- You guys ready?

- Yeah, I'm ready. You ready?

- Let's do this.

- All right. Let's do it. F*** this.

Get down! Get down!

- Get down! Don't make me f***ing do it.

- Oh, my God!

- Get down! Get down! Don't move.

- Get your hands up.

There you go.

Nice and easy.

Nobody gets hurt.

We don't need any heroes.


- Police! Freeze!

- Let's go!


Drop your weapon!

Now! I said now!

Let's go! Get in the car!

What are you doing?

- Oh, my God!

- Get in the car!

One thing that always stuck

with me on the streets,

never do armored trucks.

- Thanks.

- Yeah, no problem.

Over there.

Hey! Son of a b*tch!

Hey! You little

bastards, get back here!

No menthols.

Why don't you guys have a couple

of Cokes? Go sit over there.

I got some stuff to do.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Where'd you get

the cigarettes?

Fell off a truck.

Twice in one week?

How'd you like to

do an errand for me?

- Sure.

- Depends.

- Did you go down to Williams yet?

- Not yet.

I want you to go down to Williams

Tavern and pick up an envelope.

- Can you handle that?

- Sure.

How much?

How much. Listen to

this kid. "How much?"

Fifty bucks. Is that enough?

- Sure.

- Sure.


Brian. Brian.

We have to be quiet.

This is nice,

Stacy. Come here.

We can't do nothing 'cause

my mother's upstairs.

Hey, hey. No hanging

around. Call it a night.

What do you think of this

coat, Jackie? A little too big?

- No, it looks good.

- It looks good.

- How'd you make out? Did you find him?

- We got him.

It's cold out.

Oh, yeah. It's

colder where he is.

Get him out. Get him

out. Come on. Come on.

- Come on. Get out. Get out.

- Come on, out! Out!

Get him in the back. Hurry up.

Get in. Get in there.

- So f*** me, huh?

- What?

F*** me?

- No, no, it's okay. Say it. F*** me.

- Listen, I never said...

Didn't I tell you any money made

around here, I see a piece of it?

You did.

And what have you given

me? What have you given me?

I haven't...

Don't you scream! Don't

you f***ing scream!

I'll put a f***ing

hole right in you again.

I always wonder why people scream

when they're in pain, Jackie.

It's like when they slurp coffee thinking

it's gonna change the temperature,

- but it doesn't.

- You're right. It doesn't change a thing.

I get a kick out of guys like you.

I see you around the neighborhood,

playing your gangster roles,

tough guys, arms folded,

talking out of the side of

your mouth. Now look at him.

I can't believe it.

Didn't you put that Sweeney kid in

the hospital for money he owed you?

So you're a f***ing bully,

too, right? Oh, yeah, you are.

- What's that kid, 150 pounds, Jackie?

- Tops.

- You got my money on you?

- No.

Do you got the money

you owe me on you?


Here, cut this up.

That prick down at Williams

Tavern is ducking me again.

Go down and get some

money off him, will you?

Another slow week.

I'm sick and tired of all

this nickel-and-dime bullshit.

I'm not gonna wait all

day for this cocksucker.

Hey, guys, what's up?


Do you wanna get involved?

- Are you gonna be warm enough?

- Yeah, I'll be fine.

- You don't need a sweater?

- No.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

All right.

- Oh, good. You're just in time.

- For what?

Sean's game.

I can't. I'm running

right back out. I gotta go.

- Where are the...

- It's the playoffs.

I can't. I'm busy. I'll catch

your next game. I promise.

What's to eat?

...from behind,

duct-taped me...

- Does it sound like that?

- Yeah.

- Hey! That's them right there.

- Look who it is.

Yeah. With a scar over there.

- A thing of beauty.

- How'd that tape treat you?

It's all right. It's all right.

Almost took my mustache off.

- What'd you tell them?

- I didn't tell them nothing.

I told them they better

find the guys who did it

'cause I'm not

paying for that sh*t

- out of my own pocket.

- That's right.

- What are you having?

- I'll take a cold beer.

- Give him a cold beer.

- Thank you.


- Good job, good job. - Wrists almost

ripped off, mustache is gone.

I gotta hit the head.

I'll talk to you later.

Hey, come here, boys. Hey,

boys, I got you something.

Come here, shorty.

What are you doing

out in the rain?

- Come over here.

- Something for everybody.

Hey, there's your ma.

Hey, Stacy. Hey, Katie.

- Call me later. - I'll give you a call

around 8:
00, all right?

- Hey, Katie.

- Hi, Brian.

- Yo, Katie, you want a ride home?

- Yeah.

- Say goodbye to your Uncle Paulie.

- Bye.

Pay some bills. Get

yourself a little something.

Thanks. Are you staying for

supper or are you running out?

Yeah, yeah. Do you mind?

- The good old days.

- Yeah.

He's upstairs.

- What's his name?

- Marius.

Marius. Yeah, Marius.

Might as well go talk to

him. See what he has to say.

$5,000 is $5,000, right?

- Yeah.

- All right.

- Jackie, again the soup is freezing.

- Again, cold?

- Tell Hogie, "Hogie, the soup's freezing!"

- You gotta be kidding me.

- Marius, how you doing?

- I'm not too good.

Here's what happened.

I'm 60 years old, so

I had this indiscretion

with this young manicurist

on Newbury Street,

and then this c*nt and her

boyfriend called my wife!

Hold it. Indiscretion?

You're losing us.

- I was f***ing her. I was f***ing her.

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Brian Goodman

Brian Goodman (born June 1, 1963) is an American film and television director, writer, and actor. more…

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