I was kinda sad the movie ended that way. The Infernal Affairs series it was based on was quite a bit more creative. But I can't stay mad at The Departed, Flogging Molly and all..
I saw Flogging Molly at the Roseland three years ago, the crowd was singing so loud they drowned out Dave King and it was about the most fucking awesome show ever.
In the lobby I ran into a girl who was rolling fierce and I talked the concession stand ass-weasel (not the bartenders, for they rock and remembered me four months later at another show and "forgot" two glasses of whiskey in front of me) into giving me a bottle of water for the obviously disoriented and dehydrated person. I was going to escort her home but got a panic attack because I figured she thought I was going to try to do something awful to her. Fuck you brain!
I'm assuming Oregon, I think that part of the city is known as Slabtown. It's called that not because of the large bridges you see at the end (like concrete slabs) but rather because it was the number one spot for violent crime, specifically Shanghaiing. There are actually bars that still have trap doors in some of their seats which lead to an underground tunnel which eventually leads to the ocean. So one minute you're at the bar and drunk, the next you're on a boat to China. So anyway, the "slab" refers to the slab of meat that you'll become if you hang out in that area. Now it's condos. :(