Quote 1
Connolly was unmoved. "But he's a good guy." Besides, he said, the dead man was "a piece of shit." (2.15.55)
Although Connolly isn't referring to Bulger here, this might help us understand how he so casually helps Bulger murder several men. Moral superiority is one heck of a drug.
Quote 2
Connolly, properly obsequious to a neighborhood elder who was also an icon, made his offer: "You should think about using your friends in law enforcement." (1.1.11)
Does this seem like the right way for an FBI agent to deal with a known gangster? Does being a "friend" to a crime lord count as a justified use of federal power? If you answered "yes" to either one of these questions, then you might be John Connolly. Hiya John.
Quote 3
"He couldn't write a report. He was no administrator. He was just this brassy bulls*** artist." (2.10.56)
It turns out that Connolly isn't even an effective FBI agent: he's just good at pretending to be one. Sadly, this does little to slow his ascent within the bureau.