[as Doug, Dez, Coughlin, and Gloansy have a small gathering, Frawley and Dino take photos of them from their car with a long-range camera]
Dino Ciampa:
[voice-over]
Desmond Elden. Systems tech at Vericom. 22 years old.
[Cuts to Frawley and Dino briefing their agents. They bring up Gloansy's images on the projector]
Dino Ciampa:
Albert Magloan. Only in Boston is a guy named "Albert Magloan".
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley:
Mr. Magloan never met a car he couldn't boost. The kind of talented individual who can start your Cherokee for you while you're still looking for your keys.
[as he says that, a black-and-white flashback is shown of Gloansy breaking into a car. Coughlin's mugshot comes up on the projector]
Dino Ciampa:
James Coughlin. Father was killed in prison. Mother died HIV. Shot Brendan Leahey by the cemetery behind Mishawum when he was eighteen years old. Bled it out. When the judge asked him why he did it, he said, "I didn't like the kid." Served nine years for manslaughter.
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley:
These guys plan and execute with sophistication and discipline, and that is not our boy Coughlin.
[produces photos of Doug]
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley:
We think the architect is this guy: Coughlin's best friend, Doug MacRay.
Dino Ciampa:
He lives in the same house, dated Coughlin's sister, who most likely mules to the Florist, who used to employ MacRay's father. You need a fucking venn diagram for these people.
[Stifled chuckles come from the agents]
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley:
Mac, Senior got life for the Nashwood job which most of you should remember. Hijacked a bread truck up to New Hampshire. One guard saw his face, so, they executed both of them with their own weapons. I think Mac's legacy is now no A-car driver's allowed to leave the cab, even if there's a gun to his partner's head.
Dino Ciampa:
Young MacRay did eight months easy for going over the counter of a Bay Bank with a nail gun after he washed out from pro hockey.
Agent Quinlan:
Pro hockey?
Dino Ciampa:
Yeah. He was a big deal for a minute. Got drafted, went to camp but here's the shocker: he started makin' trouble, fightin' with guys.
Agent Quinlan:
Don't they pay you to fight in hockey?
Dino Ciampa:
Not the guys on your own team.
[the other FBI agents laugh]
FBI S.A. Adam Frawley:
MacRay came home. Got into the family business. Same song: got into Oxycon. Hockey ship sailed with the narcotics. Now, we're a long way away from a grand jury here. And we'll never get 24 hour surveillance unless one of these idiots converts to Islam. So we build the case. All right, let's get to work.
