ACTOR ACTRESS BANK_CUSTOMER_1 BANK_CUSTOMER_2 BANK_CUSTOMER_3 BANK_MANAGER BRENDAN BRENDANS_FRIEND_2 BRENDANS_FRIEND_5 CHRISSIE COMMENTATOR DOCTOR_JACK DOLOURS ELLIOT FRANCIS GERRY GINNY GUARD HELEN INTERROGATOR INTERROGATOR_2 INTRUDER_2 JEAN JIMMY JOE KATHLEEN KITSON KITSONS_HENCHMAN LIEUTENANT_1 LIEUTENANT_2 MACKERS MARIAN MARTY MORTICIAN NEWS_REPORTER NURSE PARATROOPER PENELOPE POLICEMAN PRINCIPAL_PHOTOGRAPHY SARAH_JANE SEAMUS SOLDIER_4 SQUIRE THE_ELECTRICIAN WALLA YEAR_OLD_BRENDAN_50 YEAR_OLD_DOLOURS_50 MARIAN Next time, I choose the costumes. I look about ten times more celibate than you. DOLOURS You are ten times more celibate than me. MARIAN Shut up. WALLA BANK CUSTOMER 1 Sure. On you go, sister. DOLOURS Thank you. GINNY And how can I help you today, sister? DOLOURS I, um... want to deposit a check. BANK MANAGER Come on now, Ginny. We've been through this a hundred times. BANK MANAGER No youse aren't. They don't let in women. DOLOURS Well, we're the first, lady. Okay? So, put the money in the bag. GINNY Jesus, a gun! DOLOURS All right! All youse, listen up! We are liberating funds for the Irish Republican Army. BANK CUSTOMER 2 Oh, my God! DOLOURS Mother Superior. MARIAN Everyone down on the ground, now! Everyone, hands on your head. GINNY MARIAN Get down. MARIAN Go on, Mrs. On the ground, please. BANK CUSTOMER 3 No, this is sacrilege, this is. I'll not be having any part of it. MARIAN Ach, no. It's just a bit of flair, love. All right? Go on, pretty please. On the-- BANK CUSTOMER 3 No. You should be ashamed of yourselves. DOLOURS MARIAN She won't lie down. The fuck am I supposed to do? DOLOURS I think we're gonna have to make an example of her, like. MARIAN She's a hundred years old. DOLOURS Yeah. Read your handbook. Anyone who resists is disloyal to the cause. MARIAN She's fucking Catholic. BANK CUSTOMER 2 I'm Catholic too, by the way. DOLOURS Just shoot her in the foot. BANK CUSTOMER 1 Hey! How come she gets to stand? WALLA MARIAN Down! DOLOURS Okay! Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay. Money in the bag. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go! DOLOURS Okay, Ginny. Ginny, is it? Yeah? Okay. Just relax, Ginny. It's okay. I'm doing this for your family as much as mine, okay? I just want our kids to grow up in a free Ireland. Okay, love? GINNY Okay. DOLOURS That's okay. Good girl. DOLOURS Don't be holding out on me now, Ginny love. DOLOURS Ginny. Okay. DOLOURS Mother Superior. We're away. KITSON Chin up, Penelope. I hear they have a tennis court. WALLA LIEUTENANT 1 Welcome to Palace Barracks, sir. How was the trip over? KITSON Forty-five minutes. LIEUTENANT 1 Right. Well-- LIEUTENANT 2 That's why we need your daddy, love. He's come to help win the war. PENELOPE It's not a war. It's an insurgency. KITSON Gold star, Penelope. Remember why we insist on calling it that? PENELOPE 'Cause calling it a war gives the terrorists legitimacy. KITSON Very good. WALLA LIEUTENANT 2 So, this is the war room, which we need to rename, clearly. We'll get right on that. LIEUTENANT 1 Just to get you situated, sir. PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY Ira LIEUTENANT 1 We've got the Protestants to the east. These areas are friendly. And the Catholics out here to the wild west. Both sides have their own paramilitary factions. Both are planting bombs daily. KITSON Yes. Well, I'm less worried about the Protestants. In principle, they're on our side. LIEUTENANT 1 Correct. They also have most of the guns. Thank God. KITSON The Ira, the Catholic insurgents, how many of ours have they killed? LIEUTENANT 1 We've lost 40 men so far, mostly to bombings and shootings. They claim they aren't targeting civilians, but the death toll is rising by the day. KITSON I'm not surprised. A bomb is a blunt instrument, especially in the hands of someone with no education or training. LIEUTENANT 1 Yes, sir. KITSON These are the, uh, major players, hmm? LIEUTENANT 1 Admittedly, some of the younger generation have proved a tad elusive. KITSON LIEUTENANT 2 Go. LIEUTENANT 2 Though we did have one stroke of luck just last night though. LIEUTENANT 1 It's Gerry Adams's dog, sir. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 That's a true story. The Brits had stolen Gerry's dog. MACKERS His dog? YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 Yeah. Though, what you have to remember is, at that time, British intelligence... Well, they were a wee bit shite. Just ask Brendan. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Oh, aye. Total shite. I mean, the Brits were a fucking mess. The Brits raided a house in the Lower Falls looking for me and Gerry, right? WALLA PARATROOPER Gerry A! We're looking for Gerry Adams! BRENDAN Do you hear that, Gerry? You're famous. GERRY Fuck's sake. They got Shane. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 What they found instead was one very confused black lab. BRENDAN You know if your wee dog turns informant, I'll put a bullet in him myself. GERRY Shane'd never do that, right. He's loyal. BRENDAN He's only loyal 'cause you feed him, dickhead. Sure. Look at that. He's forgotten you already. BRENDAN YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Me and Gerry were on the run, right? And that meant we didn't sleep at home. We slept wherever we happen to be. SOLDIER 4 You, stop there! BRENDAN Go! YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Any time we saw a Brit, all we had to do was knock on the nearest door. SOLDIER 4 Find them! BRENDAN Fuck me. BRENDAN How are you, Geraldine love? You okay? Here, here. Give us a wee hand. Here. Take this pistol, right? YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Me and Gerry had the whole of West Belfast eating out of the palm of our hands. All the Brits had was that fucking dog. MACKERS YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 We used to kick the dog when Gerry wasn't looking. I think it was a Protestant dog. Do you want a beer? LIEUTENANT 2 We thought the animal might lead us to the man himself. KITSON And has he told you anything yet? KITSON You do not know what Gerry Adams looks like. Is that correct? LIEUTENANT 1 That's currently, um, accurate, sir. KITSON So, how will you know when the dog has correctly identified him? KITSON Perhaps that man's Gerry Adams. Congratulations. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 The Brits had a problem. They didn't know who was Ira. The only member of D-Company who had been captured was my partner, Jimmy. And Jimmy wasn't talking. INTERROGATOR Come on! Stay up! LIEUTENANT 1 His name's Jimmy Dooley. Word is he's D-Company. Works closely with the Dark. INTERROGATOR KITSON This chap called the Dark, what do we know? LIEUTENANT 1 Not much. Know he's ruthless. His unit's planting more bombs than anyone in the north. LIEUTENANT 2 And we know he's beloved. Most of these guys, sir, they say they're fighting in the name of the people. KITSON You know, in Kenya, there was one terrorist unit who were beloved by the local tribes. They believed that the leader could not be killed. After we killed him, the rebellion came apart like wet tissue paper. Everything stops until we locate the Dark. LIEUTENANT 1 Sir. KITSON Fetch that fellow a doctor. He can't talk if he's dead. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 They could beat us, they could shoot us, they could drive their tanks over us. But the one thing they could never get us to do was talk, right? Silence was our power. NEWS REPORTER Here in Belfast, Ira women aren't typically in the habit of robbing banks. DOLOURS Listen to this. Rte and Radio Four. And I was right about the habit puns. MARIAN You know Brendan didn't authorize this, right? Isn't he liable to, like, shoot us in the knees? DOLOURS Only if we keep the money. Besides, he should be thrilled with us. MARIAN Dotes, we made 38 quid. DOLOURS Ah, we're all anybody's talking about and that's fucking priceless. FRANCIS You're wanted at the mortuary. DOLOURS Who died? MORTICIAN Youse are down the hall. The one with the black door. GERRY Go on, have a seat. GERRY Suppose we should have a conversation about following orders. DOLOURS Yes. Look, we apologize. We accept full responsibility, and we're ready for our next assignment. GERRY BRENDAN Do you know what I'd do to you if you were one of my men? DOLOURS Yeah, well, luckily, we're just... very sorry. DOLOURS Did you see we made Rte at least? GERRY The nuns were a nice touch. BRENDAN Oh, for fuck's sake, Gerry. They made about 38 quid. MARIAN Told ya. DOLOURS Well, I did have a wee idea just this morning. Something sure to make the British press. GERRY Go on, then. DOLOURS Your man, Jimmy, was picked up by the Brits, wasn't he? BRENDAN Yes. Why? DOLOURS We were thinking, you know, maybe we could liberate him. GERRY BRENDAN A jailbreak? GERRY Catch yourself on. BRENDAN You cannot just storm the Palace Barracks doors. You'll be dead before you hit the parade ground. DOLOURS Yeah, but Jimmy's not in the barracks, is he? He's in hospital. DOLOURS Mar, tell 'em. MARIAN Jimmy needs abdominal surgery. They beat him so badly, they ruptured his appendix. They're sending him to the hospital in the morning. DOLOURS Mar volunteers in the children's ward. MARIAN I work with the wee spastics. BRENDAN Touching. DOLOURS Listen, she's seen Jimmy's room. It's one guard and a pair of handcuffs. MARIAN It's easier than robbing a bank. DOLOURS And think of the propaganda value. I mean, between the bombs and the dead weans, this war's right fucking dreary. But something like this, you know, if it's successful, it's-- BRENDAN It's a big fucking if, Dolours. GERRY Well, I mean, I... I don't know. People could use a bit of luck and craic. DOLOURS Exactly. I'm thinking you could come, Ger. Sure, we have the costumes already. BRENDAN Don't be cheeky. Gerry's busy running the war. He's not got time to babysit youse two. DOLOURS Course not. GERRY Anyway. It's your company, Brendan. It's your call. If they could pull it off, you'd have the most loyal unit in the north. BRENDAN I've already got the most loyal unit in the north. DOLOURS What do you think your men would want, sir? NURSE BRENDAN Back, you fucking Easter egg, ye. This man's a prisoner of war. We're taking him home. Give me the keys. GUARD I've not got them. BRENDAN I'm not gonna ask you again, sunshine. GUARD Look, I told you-- DOLOURS BRENDAN Check his pockets. GUARD DOLOURS BRENDAN Don't worry, lad. I've got you. DOLOURS They're not there. BRENDAN Fuck. Fuck. NURSE I've got them. DOLOURS I'm sorry. BRENDAN All right. Get the fucking door. Let's go. Let's go, go, go, go, go. BRENDAN Relax. Relax. We're liberating ye. JIMMY Could you not have waited until they liberated my appendix? My stomach's fucking on fire here, Brendan. WALLA DOLOURS Whoa. Back it up. Back it up. BRENDAN Did they see us? DOLOURS Don't know. BRENDAN We'll go for the lift. Cover Us. POLICEMAN All right? DOLOURS Fuck. POLICEMAN Put it down! DOLOURS POLICEMAN Put the gun down! WALLA DOLOURS BRENDAN Let's go! WALLA BRENDAN To the back. Get to the back. BRENDAN Go, go, go! BRENDAN Go, go, go, go! DOLOURS DOLOURS Fuck's sake. POLICEMAN Don't fucking move! POLICEMAN Fuck! BRENDAN F ilte ar ais, mo chara. BRENDAN WALLA BRENDAN All right, girls. I'll tell Gerry youse were good wee operators. BRENDAN How's the kids getting on? INTRUDER 2 Okay, Dark. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Whenever you finish a job, you'd head to Divis, right? You know, the place was a fucking fortress. You knew the whole community had your back. Women, kids, and they'd made anyone good neighbors, right? WALLA MACKERS There was one woman. A mother of ten. Do you know who I'm talking about? WALLA JEAN YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Uh, you're, uh... you're talking about Jean McConville. HELEN HELEN MACKERS A lot of bad things happened in those days. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 All right, well, that one, uh... that one was... that one was particularly nasty. WALLA INTRUDER 2 Can you tell David to tuck this away for me? JEAN Uh, there's... there's no David here. INTRUDER 2 Is he not? JEAN No, this is our flat. INTRUDER 2 Would you mind then, love? Just doing us a wee favor? JEAN Why? INTRUDER 2 'Cause you're part of Divis. We look after each other here. JEAN Uh, just put it in your flat. INTRUDER 2 They search my flat. JEAN That's not my problem. Sorry. INTRUDER 2 Right. I'll be sure and pass that message along. JEAN We're not getting involved. HELEN We live here. We're involved. JEAN MACKERS Can you tell us why the widow was taken away? YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 I suppose... I suppose it all came down to one thing, really. Loyalty. Loyalty. WALLA YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 In Palace Barracks, the hospital job was a finger right in their eye. The trouble was, you couldn't pull off something like that and stay anonymous forever. KITSON Gentlemen, I think some of these strapping young lasses are on the wrong side of the board. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 At least that's what our spies were telling us. WALLA THE ELECTRICIAN There's a new face at Palace Barracks. Brigadier Frank Kitson. Brits brought him in after Colonel Mitchell got the sack. BRENDAN Well, that's too bad. I'd heard Colonel couldn't find shit up a dead bird's bum. THE ELECTRICIAN Yeah, well, this new fella's a whole other story, Dark. He's got every interrogator in the place asking after D-Company. Reckon he wants an informant. BRENDAN With my men? BRENDAN No. No, my men would sooner sell out their own mom than turn tout. GERRY Well, if we've got spies, they can have spies. BRENDAN Oh, for fuck's sake, Gerry mate, you'd make the coffee nervous. BRENDAN What else? THE ELECTRICIAN Well, not much. His last posting was in Kenya somewhere. He's always reading the racing form-- GERRY Hang on. What year'd he serve in Kenya? BRENDAN What's the issue? GERRY Well, there was a revolution in the '50s. I think the Brits put it down. BRENDAN What happened? GERRY No one knows. They burned all the records. BRENDAN Do you want to do a wee bit more sniffing around for us? See what you can find? THE ELECTRICIAN Hmm. BRENDAN Well done, mate. BRENDAN What are you shitting your cacks for? GERRY I'm shitting my cacks 'cause this guy, Kitson, has got tanks and bombs and a 7-billion-pound defense budget. What have we got? BRENDAN The working man, Gerry. GERRY The working man? BRENDAN The working man. GERRY The working man. Who... You're the working man, are ye? BRENDAN I am a GERRY Eh, you haven't done a day's work in your life. BRENDAN Fuck up. WALLA KITSON What's that? THE ELECTRICIAN Uh, I thought I'd better sort this flicker out, sir, before it gives you a migraine. SARAH JANE Sir. Transcripts of the Dooley interrogation. SARAH JANE I'd say we've as much chance of getting that dog to talk as we do those men. KITSON KITSON You're local, Private. SARAH JANE I'm from Londonderry, sir. Born and bred in the Waterside. KITSON It's a Protestant area, yes? KITSON I'd be curious to know your perspective on the interrogations. SARAH JANE Sir, would it not be better to discuss this matter in private? KITSON Why? Don't you trust this man? SARAH JANE I, uh... I'd really rather just share my opinion privately, sir. KITSON No, I want you to share it in front of him. SARAH JANE Very well. SARAH JANE When I see an electrician missing a finger, I tend to think Ira bomb maker. THE ELECTRICIAN I-I... That's-- KITSON Hush! SARAH JANE The electrical work is one of the only decent jobs Catholics can get. They're often trained by the government, and they reward their employer by joining the insurgency. KITSON That's fascinating. THE ELECTRICIAN My record is spotless. KITSON And a man with nothing to hide has nothing to fear. KITSON Sergeant. MARTY Sir. KITSON Escort this gentleman to B-Ward. THE ELECTRICIAN Fucking cunt. KITSON All right, then. KITSON I'm forming my own unit. I need local people, observant people. So, unless you've some overriding passion for stenography... SARAH JANE No, sir. A-And if I may ask, what is the mission exactly? KITSON D-Company. SARAH JANE YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 You know, after the hospital job, I didn't sleep a wink. The cops had seen me. I knew I'd been rumbled. So I did the only thing I could think to do. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 You know, I don't wanna brag, but it was the best fucking decision I ever made. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 You know, that day, we were headed for a wake. We were meeting the guys from D-Company. And, well, y-you didn't really see them out much in public. Not unless somebody died. WALLA YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 Wigs and funerals. Those were the only times we'd all be together. A fact that was well known by British Intelligence. WALLA SARAH JANE Have you seen this yet? SARAH JANE She might be the prettiest member of D-Company. ELLIOT She is pretty. SARAH JANE SARAH JANE The police officer I talked to said he saw long legs and red hair. ELLIOT Well, I guess we can rule the Bronte Sisters out. WALLA DOLOURS I never should have taken that stupid wig off. MARIAN Relax. You look good. DOLOURS You all right, Seamus? SARAH JANE Let me try for a closer look. Maybe I can pull some prints. ELLIOT How's your West Belfast accent? SARAH JANE Hmm. We'll soon find out. ELLIOT Just, uh, just keep the chat light. WALLA DOLOURS Oh, my God. Francis is gonna try to talk to me, isn't he? MARIAN If you don't want to be talking to Francis, you shouldn't have shown him your nans that one time. DOLOURS Firstly, it was one nan. And we were 12, so... MARIAN Do you want to head upstairs? Talk to Brendan? DOLOURS Yeah, but we'll wait. Play it cool. Wait for Brendan to ask. MARIAN How do you know he'll ask? DOLOURS He'll ask. DOLOURS Come on. WALLA SARAH JANE Oh, my God. I adore that haircut. It's so chic. DOLOURS Thanks. Been threatening to cut it off for years. DOLOURS So, how do you know our Aoife, then? SARAH JANE Oh, I don't, really. But I go marching with her cousin Siobhan. DOLOURS I love that lipstick. SARAH JANE Here. Try some if you like. DOLOURS Do you know what? I don't think I could pull it off. SARAH JANE DOLOURS It's gorgeous on you, though. DOLOURS Come on, Mar. SARAH JANE Fuck. WALLA MARIAN I was at that last march with Siobhan, and I didn't see her there. DOLOURS Hmm. And sharing lipstick? Ew. JOE There youse are, the pair of youse. Huh? DOLOURS JOE Here, come on back. The lads are dying to meet ye. Come on. MACKERS Can you tell us who was there at the wake? YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 Brendan was there with his friend Seamus Wright. WALLA YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Well, me and Seamus were thick as thieves. We'd spend summers before the war. Lay in roads together. WALLA YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 There was an intelligence officer. Joe Lynskey. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Joe was an oddball, but he was fucking sharp. Um, I think he must've trained to be a monk or something. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 You know, I remember Brendan telling a joke that night. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 I only remember the punch line. WALLA BRENDAN What are you looking at me for? I'm a Protestant. I'm telling you... That's the God's honest truth. SEAMUS Fuck off. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 The thing you have to remember, right, was that I was still on the run, you know. I meant, I didn't sleep at home. I never saw my father. I never saw my brothers, my sisters. MACKERS That's a hard way to live. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 I, uh... had the lads instead, you know. WALLA BRENDAN God's honest truth. SEAMUS It is not. Oh! WALLA JOE Now, gentlemen... SEAMUS There she is! SEAMUS Lads, I want youse all to remember the name Dolours Price. She's springing our Jimbo from hospital, right? As soon as the cops show up, she pulls the Armalite out of her trench coat, blows their fucking hats off! WALLA SEAMUS The Crazy Prices. WALLA The Crazy Prices, go ahead. DOLOURS Yeah, that wasn't me. That's my sister you're thinking about. JOE BRENDANS FRIEND 2 Fucking hell. FRANCIS Always the quiet ones. SEAMUS It's always the quiet ones, Francie, yeah? JOE Oh, come here, you. Yeah, here, yeah. Sit down. SEAMUS Sit down, now, Marian. JOE Here's a pint for you. Get that down your neck. JOE Do you want a straw, Marian? MARIAN BRENDAN Fuck up, Joe Lyn. JOE What? I'm asking if she wants a straw. Now, honestly, that's a big drink for her. BRENDANS FRIEND 5 You're an angel. JOE Well, I'm just saying that's a big drink for a wee girl I got there. BRENDAN What? MARIAN BRENDAN Joe. JOE I'm always trying to help. BRENDAN DOLOURS Thank you. BRENDAN DOLOURS You saw me choke, didn't you? BRENDAN Ah, I trust the ones that hesitate. You know, you gotta work past it. But if it's not there to begin with, them's the ones I worry about. DOLOURS Do you ever hesitate? BRENDAN You're a cheeky wee bitch. DOLOURS BRENDAN DOLOURS BRENDAN Of course I did. Of course I fucking did. I shot a soldier once, got him in the leg. I stood over him with a fucking gun at the back of the head. Wee fucker turns, and he looks exactly like my brother. BRENDAN My hands started shaking along. I couldn't do it. I reckon they're all some mother's son. BRENDAN DOLOURS What about that security guard? He was only doing his job. BRENDAN Well, sometimes, people get in the way. BRENDAN And that can't be helped. MACKERS What can you tell us about Dolours Price? YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Well, the thing about Dolours, right, is that Dolours could've been out if she wanted. Mmm. She could have been off in New York. She could have been off in Paris, but instead, she was down in the trenches with us. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 Yeah? And that meant something. YEAR OLD BRENDAN 50 I also think half the battalion was in love with her. I mean, she was a hopeless flirt. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 I never flirted. There was rules against that. You know, there's no having it away in the Ira. YEAR OLD DOLOURS 50 A girl could get her knees done for that. WALLA KATHLEEN Can I borrow the car tomorrow, Seamy? I wanna take Eileen to the pictures. SEAMUS Sorry, love. Dark needs me to drive him. KATHLEEN Fine. SEAMUS All right. SEAMUS See you, Joe. Mind yourself. SEAMUS Did you have any of those sandwiches? KATHLEEN I didn't. I wasn't very hungry. SEAMUS They were fucking stinking. KATHLEEN They were stinking? SEAMUS Yeah, aye. I'm all right. I'm fine. SEAMUS Ah, for f... Dirty wee bastard. KATHLEEN What have you done? SEAMUS I've just stepped in fucking shite. KATHLEEN Fuck's sake, Seamus. I'm warning you, don't be tracking any of that shite back into this car. SEAMUS All right. Jesus Christ. SEAMUS Dirty wee bastard. KATHLEEN Seamy? CHRISSIE Well, how was the wake? DOLOURS It was good craic. Mar's in a heap upstairs. CHRISSIE You know, some of your friends made the paper today? DOLOURS Oh, really? CHRISSIE Mm-hmm. CHRISSIE Did you tell Brendan to shave his mustache? DOLOURS Yeah, Mummy. I told him. CHRISSIE Good. INTERROGATOR SEAMUS INTERROGATOR You can stop this any time you like. SEAMUS INTERROGATOR Where's Brendan? INTERROGATOR 2 Seamus. Come on, now. INTERROGATOR He'd talk the hind legs off a donkey, that one. ELLIOT You wanna try another angle? INTERROGATOR He's got a wife and kid at home. KITSON One summer, ages ago, I was thrown from a horse. KITSON An Arabian. Gorgeous animal. She'd been broken that spring, gave me quite a shock. Just bad luck, I thought. Turned out, that the trainer had broken her in entirely the wrong manner. KITSON Every time the animal was stubborn, she got the stick. She was loyal in the end, but only out of fear. KITSON The trick with horses, better the animal trusts you before putting the bit in its mouth. SEAMUS KITSON Morning, Seamus. My name is Frank. SEAMUS KITSON I want to have a word about this chap they call the Dark. WALLA COMMENTATOR Two legs behind. BRENDAN Turn it up, lad, will ye? I have a couple of quid on Lucky Lad. COMMENTATOR The Black Bravado still in the lead. Black Bravado's the favorite on their way into the final lap. Black Bravado looking at it. Coming up behind, one leg. One leg, Black Bravado in the lead. Lucky trying to close the gap. ...picking up speed. JIMMY BRENDAN Come on, Lucky. BRENDAN Go ahead, Lucky. BRENDAN What happened to Davey the poke man? JIMMY Must've hired some new fella. BRENDAN I don't even know what they're doing out. It's fucking baltic today. JIMMY Aye, it's fucking freezing, isn't it? BRENDAN Hey, kid. Fetch us a pistol. BRENDAN ELLIOT BRENDAN BRENDAN ELLIOT Come on! Come on! BRENDAN ACTRESS Father's just bought it. ACTOR Oh. One of the money class. BRENDAN WALLA BRENDAN BRENDAN ELLIOT Come on out, Brendan! We know who you are, motherfucker! BRENDAN Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ELLIOT Fuck! KITSONS HENCHMAN ELLIOT Get in the van. Go! Go! Go, go, go! ELLIOT Go, go, go! BRENDAN Fuck. BRENDAN Fuck. BRENDAN Ring the mortuary. SQUIRE Ah, don't be such a pessimist. GERRY Hello? BRENDAN It's me. I'm in a wee bit of a spot here. GERRY Right. BRENDAN I got ambushed. I'm at the coal house, but I cut my wrist coming through the window. GERRY GERRY All right. How much blood have you lost? BRENDAN A fair amount. GERRY So we'll need... we'll need the doctor, then. BRENDAN Call Jimmy. Tell him to get to Divis and bring Doctor Jack. GERRY Are you sure you don't need me to come down there? BRENDAN No, fucking place is too... It's too risky, mate. Crawling with Brits. GERRY All right. Look, Brendan. If I can't get hold of the lads, are you sure you can make it through the night? BRENDAN Oh, aye. Now don't be worrying about me, mate. I'm sweet. GERRY Fuck. WALLA GERRY BRENDAN You came. GERRY I came right through the front door. Maybe you should try it next time. BRENDAN Fuck off. BRENDAN Fuck! GERRY Easy, easy, easy, Brendan. BRENDAN Fuck! GERRY Look, mate. This is fine. DOCTOR JACK The radial artery is severed. Gonna need to go in with my tweezers and tie a wee knot in it. I need you to keep him quiet. BRENDAN These boys in the ice cream van. GERRY Don't worry about them. BRENDAN These boys were Protestants. GERRY They were wearing baseball boots, you said? Fucking trackies. DOCTOR JACK He's losing blood. Let's go. BRENDAN They left a Land Rover for British Army. GERRY Kitson? BRENDAN DOCTOR JACK Lads, we gotta hit it. On three now. BRENDAN They knew my face. DOCTOR JACK One. BRENDAN They knew my name. GERRY Do you think somebody shopped you? DOCTOR JACK Two. BRENDAN How else do you explain it? Somebody fucking talked! DOCTOR JACK Three. BRENDAN