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Joe, give us a hand, will you?
Why not?
Careful.
And then his hand comes over the screen with a half-crown in it.
There's dinner in an hour, if you fancy it.
What time does he get up in the morning?
McDonagh.
He's come all this way.
Toothcomb.
Oh, well do I remember the bleak December day
Nobody sought notoriety except you!
Better Belfast efficiency's what they need.
JOE: Calm down! It's the big fella!
to live in, to grow in,
Gentlemen, we'll be relieving you of your responsibilities.
I know exactly where I'm going!
We threaten you!
Keep it up to date, add to it every week.
I'm out.
(MICHAEL LAUGHS)
You told me once that I was good at bloody mayhem.
No, I haven't heard!
Traitors All!
Give me that.
Mr. Collins!
HARRY. Put that gun down!
No! Jesus! Mick!
Am I allowed to guess?
You always win, Mr. Collins.
How do we know it's genuine?
I hate whoever put a gun in young Vinny Byrne's hand.
Come on, relax.
Come on, lads.
and get a bit of color in your face.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(CHUCKLES)
- What are you talking about? - It's not possible.
If the price of freedom,
Way to go, Mick.
Jesus Christ.
I have nothing more to say to you!
(WHIMPERING)
Mick. Mick.
Working where?
(WOMAN SCREAMS)
- Broy who? - Detective Ned Broy.
They know more about us than our own mothers do.
(MICHAEL GROANS)
Was he, now? And what was it, a boy or a girl?
No, sonny! You don't understand.
that they might want to talk.
This treaty bars the way to the Republic
But as Minister for Intelligence, I'd like to inform you
No, no, no, Mick. Don't go!
a mystical character, which he certainly is not!
Come to flog us that bloody treaty, have you?
MICHAEL: Fuck them.
Only me.
with £10,000 on his head.
not once was the demand
MICHAEL: I love trains. Don't you, Ned?
How rough?
Peter Pan.
That's rough, all right.
Pick your feet up!
Beautiful.
Here.
(BREATHING HARD) Or face the music, Hoey.
- Me, me, me, please, please, please. - No, no, no, I will. I will.
America
The public outcry will be deafening. Maybe then the world will listen.
I can't do without you! I told him that.
Sheamus! Sheamus!
(MICHAEL CHUCKLES)
I'm only telling you
Now, any of ye with any qualms, there's the door.
in open defiance of His Majesty's government.
Christ.
Drinks for the county on me.
(CHUCKLES) They're the bandits that he trained, aren't they?
- It's market day. -(SHEEP BLEATING)
- Yes, Collins has the ball. -(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
To make it unhealthy for them to run it.
LIAM; Move il'!
Where an immovable force meets an immovable object kind of thing.
No, he is.
Don't do this to me, Dev. Don't do it.
EAMON: For what, Father?
(PHONE RINGING)
that every man jack of us is to be arrested tonight.
I know when I'm not wanted.
Hmm?
What if it's war either way, Mick?
have always been destroyed by paid spies and informers.
Come in, Mr. Grace.
Not for their race, not for their brutality.
Till the next time.
(LAUGHING) Sign? My foot.
Pearse.
Have a drink, Tom.
Dev, remember one thing over there.
And surely, it's time for peace.
Michael.
But he thought them worth taking.
I want to thank you.
I am serious, Michael.
I'll burn you!
Yes.