BARTENDER BRENDAN CHALKIE CHILD COLETTE DOLOURS DOLOURS_ANDMARIAN ELECTRICIAN ELLIOT FIFTY_YEAR_OLD_DOLOURS FRANCIS GERRY GERRY_ANDCOLETTE HELEN IAN INTRUDER IRA_VOLUNTEER IRISH_BAR_PATRON JEAN JIMMY JOE JOE_MOTHER KITSON MACKERS MARIAN MARIAN_AND_DOLOURS MARIAN_DOLOURS MCSTIOFAIN MICHAEL OFFICER PAT PEADAR RACHEL_HUSBAND RADIO_NEWS_REPORTER SECRETARY SOLDIER TUCKER WALLA WHITELAW WOUNDED_SOLDIER PERSON INTRUDER Can you tuck this away from me? JEAN That's not my problem. INTRUDER I'll be sure and pass that message along. DOLOURS If you think that we're just useful serving tea, then you might be missing your chance to win this war. PERSON Better kick it up to the big lad. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS That would be Gerry Adams. ELECTRICIAN New face of the Palace Barracks, Brigadier Frank Kitson. KITSON Everything stops until we locate the Dark. PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY R. QUINN ELLIOT Come on out, Brendan! BRENDAN They knew my face. They knew my name. BRENDAN Somebody fucking talked! COLD OPEN JOE Talking of tomorrow and the money, and time we had to spend JOE JOE Loving her was easier than anything I've had to do... DOLOURS JOE MARIAN Do you know this song? DOLOURS I bet he fucking doesn't. JOE Who's this? DOLOURS You've said it before, Joe. JOE Did I? DOLOURS Mm-hmm. MARIAN You've said it close on three times, Joe, ya buck eejit. JOE Oh, Gordon Lightfoot. DOLOURS No. MARIAN No. JOE It's not Gordon Lightfoot? MARIAN No. MARIAN AND DOLOURS Kris Kristofferson. JOE Oh. Right, here, who wants a wee cracker? DOLOURS No. And you might stop spilling them crumbs in this car, Joe. JOE They're lovely. Suit yourselves. JOE All right, this is us here coming up. Pull around the back, will you? Stop at the barn. DOLOURS Joe was my commanding officer, but he always felt more like a friend. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS I remember he took me on my first border run. PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY DANGEROUS BLASTING GELIGNITE FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS See, the plan was simple. Head south into the borderlands, stuff the car with as many explosives as you can, then smuggle it all back to Belfast without getting lifted or shot. BRENDAN DOLOURS Now, when I turn the key, it won't, um... The heat from the engine... It's gonna be all right, like? BRENDAN What'd ya reckon, Peadar? Will the girls make it out of this alive or what? PEADAR Well, in my experience, you'll be grand. BRENDAN MACKERS So, how many explosives were you carrying that day? FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS Not much. pounds. About a car bomb's worth. PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY SAFE REPUBLIC OF IRELAND FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS We'd gone down south to meet Brendan. We were taking over his route now that he was out of commission. BRENDAN Gerry, are we gonna find this loose-lip cunt that tipped me off to the Brits or what? GERRY We'll find the leak. Honestly, that's not my top priority right now. BRENDAN Your top priority? What the fuck are you talking about? GERRY The question that we need to be asking ourselves is how do we run an army when we can't trust our own men? DOLOURS Gerry. We're all packed up. GERRY Keep this under your hat for now, okay? BRENDAN Okay. GERRY Mint job. DOLOURS Gerry. BRENDAN Youse all set. Big shoes to fill, aye? DOLOURS Aye. Size sevens. GERRY BRENDAN Cheeky wee bitch. DOLOURS Mmm. GERRY Good luck, child. Mind the roads. MARIAN So, what's our cover story? DOLOURS Uh, well, we should be sisters. MARIAN And what? DOLOURS And Joe could be our chronically underappreciated single friend who despite being unlucky in love, constantly finds himself being surrounded by beautiful women. JOE It's supposed to be fiction though, Dolours. MARIAN DOLOURS JOE Uh, besides that you can't be sisters because we're using these ones today. JOE They're coming up. MARIAN Just don't be a weirdo, Dotes. DOLOURS I know what I'm doing. JOE Pair of youse, relax, all right? It's gonna be absolutely fine. WALLA DOLOURS How's about you? DOLOURS I like your hair. IAN Eh? Nah, it's mucky. Needs washing. DOLOURS It suits your coloring. IAN I like yours and all. DOLOURS DOLOURS You don't think it's too short? IAN I like short hair on a girl. JOE Hmm. IAN Where you headed? DOLOURS Uh, we're just coming back from a picnic. IAN Nice weather for it, Miss... DOLOURS Rosie. PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY Miss Rosie Doyle DOLOURS If you ever find yourself in Belfast, look me up. I'll take you out for a drink at the Pink Iguana. SOLDIER We're gonna need you three to step out of the car. MARIAN Shit. JOE He's gonna feel the weight in the door. JOE Uh, hang on a wee minute, mate. IAN I really think these three are fine. JOE MARIAN Jesus Christ, Dotes. DOLOURS What? MARIAN I think you opened your legs so far, he could see your future children. JOE DOLOURS Uh, you're welcome. JOE Listen, see, the next time, just-- just look him straight in the eye. MARIAN Jesus. JOE Look him straight in the eye, and he'll wave you right on through. MARIAN Aight. MARIAN Fuck. DOLOURS You're grand. MARIAN PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY Greengrocer & Fruit FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS The IRA planted bombs in . By , they planted a thousand. I-- I wasn't setting them just yet. My job was to drive the gear over the border. DOLOURS You think they meant to hit the grocer? MARIAN No, I think they meant to hit the barracks. DOLOURS Well, they missed. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS The goal was to kill as many soldiers, as many policemen as possible. But the truth was we made a mess of the place. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS We might be trying to hit the police function and hit the Bingo ladies instead. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS . Aye, that was the most violent year on all sides. Ours and the British. WALLA FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS Gerry used to tell us every death was pushing us closer to winning the war. And I believed him. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS By now, Gerry was ruining all of West Belfast, which meant he was the most wanted man in Ireland. He had a lookout posted on every corner. And he never slept in the same house twice. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS Well, except when he was visiting his wife. GERRY Easy there. I can stay the night this time. COLETTE COLETTE I want you on the bed, facing up. GERRY ACT TWO CHILD GERRY ANDCOLETTE COLETTE Gerry. Gerry, someone's here. Someone's here. GERRY GERRY WALLA Down! Down on the ground! Stay on the fucking ground! Don't move! COLETTE Stop! Stop it! Stop! COLETTE Well, you're not dragging him off to the gulag in his jammies. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS After Gerry was lifted, the rumor started the next morning. There was only one way the Brits could've known where Gerry was sleeping that night. It had to be an informant. GERRY ELLIOT GERRY Hello. ELLIOT Mr. Adams. OFFICER Mr. Adams. ELLIOT Before we get started, we understand your family's had a rough go of it, yeah? OFFICER Aye. Your mother lost her house last year during internment, didn't she? ELLIOT How many children? OFFICER Thirteen. ELLIOT No. Uh, three born dead, I believe. OFFICER Aye. That's right. OFFICER ELLIOT We thought you might be interested in discussing some kind of arrangement. For the future. OFFICER Aye. For the future of your family. GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. OFFICER Sorry? GERRY There's been a mistake. My name is Joe McGuigan. ELLIOT McGuigan? OFFICER Who the fuck is Joe McGuigan? GERRY That's me. ELLIOT Gerry. GERRY No. GERRY Joe. My name is Joe. GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. ELLIOT GERRY Really, I'm not Gerry... I'm not Gerry Adams. GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. GERRY GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. OFFICER GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. GERRY ELLIOT Pick him up. OFFICER We're definitely sure it's him? GERRY GERRY I'm not Gerry Adams. KITSON It's absolutely fucking him. GERRY ELLIOT Now, Mr. Adams, can we start with your name, please? And then we'll move on to the members of the leadership. GERRY McGuigan. OFFICER ELLIOT The man's a fucking lunatic. OFFICER He's never gonna give up the leadership. ELLIOT And he cares fuck all about the money. ELLIOT You say use the carrot, we use the carrot. You say try the stick, sir, we tried the fucking stick. KITSON But have you tried letting him win? ELLIOT Mr. McGuigan, how are you? ELLIOT Can you help him, please? GERRY I would like to lodge a formal complaint... ELLIOT Yes, we'll get to that. But first, there's been a terrible misunderstanding. We were under the assumption that you, Mr. McGuigan, were noted terrorist Gerry Adams. I sincerely apologize for that. ELLIOT I will make sure that you're interned under your proper name, Joseph McGuigan. ELLIOT Any of the McGuigan family will be welcome to visit you, of course. Those individuals, however, associated with Gerry Adams, his wife perhaps, Colette McArdle, will have no business visiting Mr. McGuigan, and will not be allowed to see you, of course, for the duration of your internment, which safe to assume will be many years. GERRY OFFICER Gentlemen, I'm sorry to trouble you. We're holding for just one moment. GERRY KITSON Is this a fucking windup? SECRETARY I checked the telex three times. KITSON Read me the message again. SECRETARY " : a.m. British. Home Office. Prisoner Gerry Adams to be released for negotiations." GERRY GERRY GERRY DOLOURS Get him some juice. MARIAN Just go, go, go. GERRY GERRY DOLOURS So, Whitelaw met with the SDLP and they said that they thought that the IRA might come to the table if you were released. GERRY Whitelaw? MARIAN Have some more juice. DOLOURS Ger. Point is, Brits are at their breaking point and they're ready to make a deal. GERRY What kinda deal? DOLOURS A deal-deal. They want to meet with the leadership. DOLOURS And Mar, tell him what the leadership said. MARIAN They banged their fists on the table. DOLOURS They banged their fists on the table and they said no negotiations without Gerry Adams. MARIAN And the Brits said okay, Gerry. You fly to London next week for peace talks. MARIAN They're gonna fucking negotiate. There's going to be a ceasefire. DOLOURS GERRY That mean we're winning? ACT THREE IRA VOLUNTEER Ceasefire! Ceasefire! IRA VOLUNTEER Ceasefire! Ceasefire! WALLA IRA VOLUNTEER Ceasefire! Ceasefire! HELEN Ma, the shooting stopped. TUCKER Does that mean we can go outside? WALLA HELEN WALLA DOLOURS ANDMARIAN FRANCIS So, are we all gonna fall in love now that it's peacetime? DOLOURS No. People get married during war. Peace, they take their time. MARIAN Or get divorced. FRANCIS Hmm. DOLOURS Joe's in love. JOE Dolours. DOLOURS Sorry. I'm excited. MARIAN With who? FRANCIS With whom? DOLOURS With Rachel. She's lovely. They memorize poems for each other and all. JOE She's very literary, you know? FRANCIS Have you shifted her yet, Joe? CHALKIE Oh. Nah. Joe doesn't shift nobody. He just jags off to the look of them. FRANCIS What do you do? CHALKIE I don't know. When I like a girl, just pull her onto the hip and give her a wee pinch in the waist. DOLOURS That's how you get a slap on the fucking face. MARIAN CHALKIE Even better. FRANCIS How do you flirt, Marian? MARIAN I don't. And I'll not lob the gob with any of youse, so don't get your hopes up. DOLOURS CHALKIE Oh, another wee monk just like Joe. DOLOURS Mmm. Joe's a catch. He's sensitive. And he's worldly. And you're just jealous that Joe's in love and you're not. CHALKIE Oh, is that attractive? CHALKIE In love with Rachel. MARIAN FRANCIS The mysterious Rachel who nobody knows. DOLOURS Mmm. I'm meeting her tonight at the Pink Iguana. JOE I wanted to take her dancing. FRANCIS Dancing. Can we come, Joe? CHALKIE Yeah. Can we come, Joe? JOE When youse grow up, youse can come dancing with me. MARIAN AND DOLOURS JOE I think you're gonna like her, you know? DOLOURS Are you nervous? JOE No. DOLOURS Just focus on making her laugh, Joe. Don't need to win her over one night. JOE Yeah. JOE All right. Yeah. JOE Look at me getting grease in my good suit now. Honestly. DOLOURS WALLA DOLOURS JOE She's not coming. DOLOURS Most fashionable women are late. Rachel's probably just taking her time. JOE The place closes in an hour. DOLOURS Right. Well, fuck Rachel, you know? DOLOURS Look. There's a lovely wee woman over there. IAN Excuse me. Oh. Sorry. Sorry, chap. IRISH BAR PATRON Brits out mate. You've gotta get out. IAN Rosie. IAN Hello. DOLOURS Hiya. JOE Isn't that your friend from the border? IAN So, why'd you recommend this place? JOE The drinks. DOLOURS We like the drinks, yeah. IAN Seems friendly. DOLOURS Yeah. Maybe I wasn't, you know, thinking... I didn't actually think you'd come. IAN Ah. That's all right. DOLOURS Wee joke. IAN I like it. DOLOURS Uh, so you ship out tomorrow then? JOE Excuse me. JOE IAN He all right? DOLOURS Yeah. Don't mind him. He just hates imperialists. IAN Hey, well. I'm not an imperialist. I'm a peacekeeper. DOLOURS Is that what they tell you, yeah? IAN Someone's got to stand up for the people what live here. DOLOURS The people? You think you represent the people? IAN Majority of 'em. I do, aye. DOLOURS Aye, well. Anyone can be the majority. It just depends how you draw the line. DOLOURS Am I making you uncomfortable? IAN No. IAN Honestly, it's just nice to sit here with a smart, pretty girl and just chat. DOLOURS What are you doing? IAN IAN Wanna dance? DOLOURS Um, let's go outside. WALLA IAN Do you want my jacket? DOLOURS No. This is my punishment for acting like a stupid girl. IAN Oh, just take it. You're freezing. IAN So, how long do you think the ceasefire will last then? DOLOURS I have no idea. Why? IAN Just thinking. War could be over by Christmas, can't it? DOLOURS Could. IAN It'd be nice to come back here and, like, take you out for a proper drink. DOLOURS Sounds terrifying. DOLOURS Here. DOLOURS Why do you keep looking at me like that? DOLOURS Your shoelace is untied. IAN You gonna come back up? DOLOURS Dunno if I should. IAN We could go somewhere. Only if you wanted to. Like, no expectation. Just... I have a room. DOLOURS I should go inside. WALLA DOLOURS Hey. Sorry. Are you all right? IAN You women complain about men not respecting you when you're the ones without any kind of self-respect, throwing yourself at whichever moron's in front of your nose. DOLOURS Okay. Joe... JOE If your da could have seen you tonight, he'd have spat in your face. DOLOURS Right. DOLOURS Well, I'm gonna go. JOE Sorry. Dolours. I didn't mean it. DOLOURS Nah. No, Joe. I can't be arsed with this tonight. Joe. JOE I wrote her a letter. JOE Dolours, I w-w-wrote it to Rachel and I told her everything. Everything that I was feeling and my plans, my thoughts about the future. DOLOURS Okay. Well, clearly, she doesn't feel the same. DOLOURS Asshole. JOE Yeah, she does. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS The peace negotiations were a closely-guarded secret. So, no one noticed when six scruffy members of the IRA leadership came out of hiding and showed their faces in Central London. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS So, the Irish rebels had not had the chance to meet face-to-face with their sworn enemy since . PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY Gerry Adams DAITHI It's like we're at a fucking wedding. MCSTIOFAIN Adams, switch with me. I want to keep an eye on the door. GERRY FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS The IRA Chief of Staff Sean Mcstiofain was dead certain the whole thing was a trap. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS Either way, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity for Gerry. It was his chance to end the war. WHITELAW We are so happy to welcome you to London. And I trust your journey was without incident. And... And I am full of optimism that we can reach some kind of agreement here today. WHITELAW Uh, so, shall we begin with, uh, what? GERRY The, uh, political status of prisoners. MCSTIOFAIN Actually, I have a statement. MCSTIOFAIN Thank you, Mr. Home Secretary, for your words of welcome. But I want to be clear. We are here today for one thing: to demand the removal of British troops from occupied Ireland and to insist that the British government apologize publicly by Monday th of July, . That's in three days. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS And that was that. Gerry's career as a negotiator was over before it began. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS And then the killing resumed the next day. ACT FOUR WALLA RADIO NEWS REPORTER The IRA officially announcing the end of its ceasefire led to more violence in the streets of Belfast today. These shootings bring the death toll to . JEAN JEAN Tucker, get back from the window, please. JEAN Tucker. Come on, son. Over here. JEAN All right. Get your mattresses. We're sleeping on the floor tonight. JEAN Tuck that sheet under the pillow there. MICHAEL Mummy, can we do a fort? JEAN Sure. It's grand idea, Mick. As long as it's away from the windows. WOUNDED SOLDIER HELEN Ma. Do you hear that? JEAN It's a... a dog. HELEN No. JEAN Or a cat. MICHAEL We heard him, ma. WOUNDED SOLDIER Help me! JEAN Stay there. WOUNDED SOLDIER HELEN What are you doing? JEAN There's a wounded soldier. HELEN Don't talk to him. No. Please just leave him, ma. Just ignore him please. JEAN Helen. Honestly. WOUNDED SOLDIER JEAN It's all right. It's all right. It's all right. JEAN They'll come. WALLA PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY BRIT LOVeR WALLA PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY OFFICE DOLOURS I can't believe I'm going to say this, but I think that you might actually look worse than the last time I saw you. GERRY GERRY Do you want a drink? DOLOURS Go ahead. DOLOURS So, how was London? Grand success? GERRY Look, I actually wanted to talk to you about something specific. DOLOURS GERRY I'm forming my own unit. New blood. People we can trust. DOLOURS Was it that bad? GERRY Not sure. The jobs might not be to your taste. There's no costumes. There's no one taking your photograph. DOLOURS I don't care about the costumes. GERRY Really? DOLOURS I don't mind the costumes. I can do without them. Jesus Christ, Gerry. GERRY Well, good. You'd be totally anonymous. Even within the organization, the jobs would be all off-book. DOLOURS So even the lads wouldn't know? GERRY I don't know. DOLOURS What exactly would we be doing? GERRY Well, we-- we can get into that. DOLOURS Who do I report to? GERRY Well, there's a man named Pat. He'll be your OC. But you report to Pat, Pat reports to me. It's my squad. DOLOURS Gerry, look at you, old man. "It's my squad." GERRY It's-It's-It's-It's-It's my-- It's my-- It's my squad. BRENDAN What's the crack, Dolours? DOLOURS Hiya, Dark. Welcome back! BRENDAN What's going on here? Is that big lad trying to get you to join his secret squad? DOLOURS DOLOURS How many people have you told? BRENDAN Oh, fuck, I'm gonna get myself in trouble. DOLOURS MACKERS Did it have a name, this squad, this unit? FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS Aye. We were called the Unknowns. DOLOURS I'm in. GERRY Good. DOLOURS One condition. DOLOURS What about Marian? I'm not doing it without my sister. GERRY Child, I already asked her. RACHEL HUSBAND Can I help you? BRENDAN So, he turns around and he goes, "What are you looking at me for? I'm a Protestant." WALLA BRENDAN'S FRIEND BARTENDER JIMMY I need you now. I need you right now. Come on. BRENDAN Jimmy. Jimmy, JIMMY BRENDAN For fuck's sake. BRENDAN JIMMY RACHEL HUSBAND JIMMY Careful, careful now. The b-b-b-bullet's still in his gut. RACHEL HUSBAND BRENDAN You're all right. You're all right. JIMMY The shooter was waiting on his doorstep, Brendan. He just opens the door, just opens the door and-and-and fucking bang. RACHEL HUSBAND I was holding my fucking baby? JIMMY BRENDAN Do we know who it was? Was it Kitson again? JIMMY He says it was one of ours. ACT FIVE PAT Sorry to startle you. DOLOURS It's all right. PAT I'm Pat. Gerry sent me. DOLOURS Hi, Pat. DOLOURS PAT I got your first assignment. You heard about that fella that they dragged into the pub, the fella who got it in the gut? DOLOURS I-- No, I was there. Why? What's up? PAT Brendan looked into it. It turns out it was one of our own men that had him shot. Apparently, he was fucking the guy's wife. He wants the husband out of the way, so he orders a subordinate to shoot him. DOLOURS Well, that's pathetic. PAT Yeah. Well, he's to be taken down South and executed. DOLOURS And Gerry wants me to... PAT No. You're just the driver. DOLOURS Oh. DOLOURS Look, when Gerry mentioned covert action, this wasn't, you know, exactly what I thought he meant. PAT Well, the whole thing's a bit of an embarrassment. Gerry says we have to get our house in order. PAT So you'll pick up this lad. Take him down south... DOLOURS Does he know where he's headed? PAT Just keep him talking. Little music, little chat. DOLOURS I'll put on my best smile. Aye. PAT Dolours, I should warn you. You know the fella. WALLA JOE Hi, Dolours. I'm very happy to see you. DOLOURS JOE MOTHER Joe, who is it? JOE It's just my friend, Ma. MACKERS What can you tell me about the Joe Lynskey business? FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS Joe was a gentle man. I thought he was a gentleman. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS You know, he'd made the mistake of falling in love with another volunteer's wife, Rachel. And then he had her husband shot. FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS And when it came to light what he'd done, Joe, he would have been court-martialed. The-- The sentence would have been death. MACKERS You need a minute? FIFTY YEAR OLD DOLOURS No, no. I'm-- No, I'm fine. So, carry on. MACKERS Did Joe know what was waiting for him on the other side of the border that day? DOLOURS Do you want some music? JOE Whatever you like. JOE Bee Gees. DOLOURS Hey, look at you go. JOE Yeah. DOLOURS JOE JOE Like, that's not right, is it? DOLOURS No. JOE No? DOLOURS No. JOE This window's broken? DOLOURS What? JOE So that window's broken? DOLOURS Oh, yeah, it is. It's broken. You have to give it a wee bang. JOE Like that? DOLOURS Aye. JOE JOE At least I can hear you now. DOLOURS Mmm. JOE I wanted to apologize to you actually... DOLOURS Joe. JOE The other night, you know, when I saw you, I shouldn't have spoken to you the way that it did. I was... DOLOURS Look, Joe, it's-- it's fine, Joe. No need. JOE JOE You're a good one, Dolours Price. JOE You've got a good heart. JOE Right here, coming up. JOE As you remember, you look him straight in the eye. DOLOURS Mmm. JOE There you are, see. JOE Now we're across. PRINCIPAL PHOTOGRAPHY CAFE DOLOURS I'm just gonna run to the toilet. JOE Okay. MARIAN Hello. DOLOURS Mar, it's me. MARIAN What are you calling me for? DOLOURS I don't know that I can do this. MARIAN Dotes, stop it. DOLOURS Mar. MARIAN Where are you right now? DOLOURS I'm at a caf . MARIAN Where is he? DOLOURS He's in the car. MARIAN You left him on his own? DOLOURS I know. I'm fucking it up. MARIAN Dolours, I swear to God... Just drive, okay? All you have to do is drive. JOE Ready to go? JOE Dolours. JOE I shouldn't have done what I did but I want you to know-- DOLOURS Joe. JOE No, they're gonna say that I was an old fool. But I need you to believe me. DOLOURS Please, Joe, I don't wanna know. JOE It wasn't in my head. JOE What we had between us, Rachel and me. It was real. And I knew that. A-And-- And she knew that. JOE And you can say a lot of bad things about me, but I wasn't-- I wasn't crazy to think that... it wasn't in my head. JOE Thank you for driving me. DOLOURS I'll be seeing you, Joe. JOE All right. DOLOURS SOLDIER How you doing tonight, Miss? Where are you headed? DOLOURS