North Star Quotes: Boardwalk Empire

Here are some quotes from The North Star, the 6th episode of Boardwalk Empire, Season 4 (Recap Here).

You know only dead men go in boxes
Margaret: Is that a cinnamon roll?
Nucky: Have some.
Margaret: You don’t like cinnamon.
Nucky: No, I hate it.
Nucky: Eddie Kessler’s gone.
Margaret: He left your service?
Nucky: I brought this for Teddy… his birthday… I know it’s late.
Margaret: Wh…what about Mr.Kessler?
Nucky: I just thought you should hear it from me. He… I don’t know why but he…
Margaret: I’m working now. It’s a good job. The children are in school. Emily’s doing well. I… Whatever happened to Mr…. I don’t mean to be callous… You can’t up and tell me things like this, don’t you see that?…
I’m trying to get on with it. Do you understand.
Margaret: It’s not some sort of creature, is it? We haven’t the room.
Nucky: I wouldn’t put something alive in a box.

Anarchy trumps organized crime:
J. Edgar Hoover: So either he jumped or someone pushed him.
Agent Knox: I’m working from the assumption that he jumped.
Hoover: And if he talked to Thompson beforehand — blew your cover. It could be you going out a window or worse.
Knox: Those are the risks one takes.
Hoover: Not if one can avoid it. Stop spinning in circles, Jim. Your informant is dead. The operation is compromised.
Knox: At least do me the favor of not pretending you were ever on board with this.
Hoover: A nationwide network of organized criminals…
Knox: It’s real, Edgar.
Hoover: Cyril Briggs, Marcus Garvey, Emma Goldman. Anarchists. Political agitators. That’s real. That’s where the Bureau needs to be putting its resources.
Knox: Give me one more chance. Let me poke my head up. See how the Thompsons react.

The high cost of stationery:
Mickey Doyle: If this was my room, I’d kill myself.
Eli Thompson: I didn’t know that… he had kids?
Doyle: Maybe they’re not his.
Eli: What’s this?
Doyle: German.
Eli: You can read it?
Doyle: ‘Dear Everybody. I stole the money and jumped out the window. I am bad. Also, $1.09 for stationery.’ Hmm… I don’t know any German.

Hiding your ennui won’t cure it:
Chalky White: Why you looking to do something else?
Daughter Maitland: Don’t you ever feel bored?
Chalky White: If I do I keep it to myself.
Daughter: That doesn’t stop you from feeling it.

Bad News for Paul:
Doctor: All right. I’m going to tell you the things that can be done and the thing you should be preparing yourself for.
Richard Harrow: You all right?
Paul Sagorski: I’m dying.
Harrow: Right now?
Paul Sagorsky: In the Philippines there was this girl, she couldn’t have been more than 13… sort of like a little monkey crossed with a mouse. ‘I need to see some identification.’ She said ‘I am who I am. Who else could I be?’ ‘I am who I am.’ I put a bullet through her face… I got bleeping cirrhosis. You know what that is? A year from now I’ll be gone.

Jazz is too primitive for my kids
Mrs. White: I wish you hadn’t taken him ’round.
Chalky Whte: Ain’t done no harm.
Mrs. White: It puts ideas in his head. Is that what you want?
Chalky White: What it matter what I want?

You’re keeping me up
Eli Thompson: I’ll sleep downstairs.
June Thompson: Take a blanket.
Eli: Maybe I should drive up there, hmmm?
June: I’m not sure that’s a good idea… He’ll talk when he wants to talk.
Eli: Know anybody who speaks German?

Where’s Augie?
Cal: Bill McCoy! What’s the news with Augie Tucker/
McCoy: I thought we had a deal and…
Cal: And he ain’t been seen since.
McCoy: I got a fellow. Gold-plated. Name’s Mr. Pierce.

Fishing for a new weak link
Agent Knox: I was wondering if something was wrong.
Eli Thompson: Why’s that?
Knox: Awfully quiet today.
Eli: What’s it to you.
Knox: (to Doyle) Hurt your leg?
Doyle: (holding Eddie’s cane) I’m gonna use it club rats.
Knox: Trouble with that?
Doyle: They’re all over the roof.
Eli: You prohis. Hand’s always out.
Knox: Closed for inventory?
Doyle: Death in the family.
Knox: Was it sudden?
Doyle: Just the last few feet.

Find your way home faster
Tommy Darmody: …You lie on your back and count to 100… then you could see in the dark. You go up up up like this and there it is and even though it’s shaped like a ladle for soup, it’s actually called the bear. Big Bear! Follow straight up and there’s the North Star. That means you can never get lost…. he was in Wesconstin.

A new partner
Vincenzo Petrucelli aka Mr. Pierce: Mr. Thompson, welcome to the land of possibilities. Which one do you like?
Nucky Thompson: 50 bucks on the one with the leg in this mouth… These are my partners.
Petrucelli: And who is who.
Meyer Lansky: I’m Lansky — Meyer — and this is Charlie Luciano.
Petrucelli: Ah, Siciliano.
Lucky Luciano: New York.
Petrucelli: August Tucker was loud. I prefer to be quiet.
Petrucelli: (in Italian to Luciano) Salvatore. What are you doing so far from home… I’m glad Joe let’s you come down… do your own business.

My boss’s cousin
Meyer Lansky: You’re overreacting.
Lucky Luciano: He went straight on the horn to Joe in New York… Their cousins, Meyer.
Lansky: We cut Masseria in.
Luciano: It’s too f–king late. I already went behind his back.
Lansky: What does he care? He’ll go for the money… I saw him take a gladstone full of cash from Nucky Thompson a couple of months ago.
Luciano: And all the way back to the City, he’s talking about the day he’s gonna blow the top of Nucky’s head off. He never forgets. He’ll wait forever. That’s how he is.
Lansky: You do what you want, but I’m in. I’m staying.
Luciano: You sly little sheenie.
Lansky: That’s right, Charlie. Let’s hear what you really think.
Luciano: Dig your own f–king grave.

I’m not your therapist
Sally Wheet: You know what. I just hate a whiner.
Nucky Thompson: I’m not gonna hit a woman.
Sally: Then I’m gonna knock your ass into a hat.

Bill McCoy: What the hell happened to you?
Nucky Thompson: Rogue possum.
Sally Wheet: Keep an eye out. They can pounce at any time.

Tough love
Chalky White: You under contract here.
Daughter Maitland: You don’t like what I do.
Chalky: You gonna do what I like.
Daughter: Dr. Narcisse has other singers.
Chalky: Drag you in here like he doing me a favor. Libyan brotherhood. He ain’t nothing but a n-gg-r with a dictionary.
Daughter: Take that up with him.
Chalky: You think I won’t?
Daughter: I think I’d like to leave. Please?
Chalky: You too fine for this.