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- Just what do you think you're doing? - Harry told me to look after you.
So, Mr. Collins is asking us
Come on.
I see you've been having fun in my absence.
And until our boys are armed, nothing's going to happen.
I'm minister for gunrunning, daylight robbery and general mayhem.
Have you got any reply?
Look, that's us.
R (CLASSICAL MUSIC) r
which nobody in this gathering can even contemplate.
(WOMEN SCREAMING)
Come on. We'll get you cleaned up and take you home.
- Fifty-to-one. - Oh, Jesus, some odds, what?
Would the bloody lrish Republic give me some time off? If I--
The Irish Volunteers, Sinn Féin, more Sinn Féin--
- You're not nervous? - I'm shaking.
And that weapon is our refusal!
(INDISTINCT)
Fire!
You've kept us waiting 700 years.
Jesus wept.
What?
You said what you had to say and you can go now, Mick.
But it's not worth fighting for anymore.
JOE: Mick.
(GROANING)
I will gladly pay it.
He took them for us.
West Cork?
(VOCALIZING)
HARRY. Where the hell have you been?
I'm flogging fuck-all. I've come to buy.
(WOMAN WHIMPERING)
Wait a minute.
Are youse deaf, or what?
Are you serious?
with the flowers?
Grand.
Yes.
Get your things, Kitty.
He's right, chief.
This treaty is just a steppingstone, Kitty.
Why don't we save them all the bother and blow our own brains out?
As long as we have.
to accept an oath of allegiance to a foreign king and the partition--
Can't tell you. No, no, no, listen, everything's fine.
So, Mick,
All right, you've won.
I'll take you home again, Kathleen.
Did it ever strike you, you were good at it?
When I agreed to go to London,
Kitty! Kitty!
I can walk!
(LAUGHS)
- Christ, that's all we need. -(BANGS TABLE)
EAMON. Mind your language.
(INDISTINCT)
If it had been made, we knew it would have been refused!
Here's one.
It's that simple?
fussing all the time!
Bloody mayhem.
Welcome back, Harry!
The fact that I was born in
Aye, just the two of us?
- Who? - Come on.
Yeah, I want peace and quiet.
I hate them because they've left us no way out.
Will you marry me? Yeah?
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
It's the only thing we've got.
And if it is only with civil war
Fenian stories by the fireside.
They couldn't defeat us by force of arms,
A sure everything's possible if you wish hard enough.
You could play the same game.
Kitty, please. You can't stay here.
Good day, Mr. Broy.
Save me the bullshit, now.
But, Mick, you're more than good.
What about the guns?
She has a voice like an angel. I have one like a puck goat.
And, Joe, take a letter.
Don't I know it.
You tell him that.
Our job is at home!
We've brought the British Empire to its knees?
To eliminate you and your boys.
MICHAEL: Kitty.
Don't you let it start, then.
- And that's why Dev sent me. -(SIGHS) Mick.
Yeah.
- After 700 years! -(GUNSHOTS)
Come here.
You have been warned.
Look, look, look at the face on Smith.
Fuck.
-(GRUNTING) - Are you trying to tell me something?
MICHAEL: Fuck! Raid.
You bitch. You bitch.
How much do you want to bet?
Is that your home?
Eamon de Valera.
He's washing, you see, behind the screen, so I don't see him.
MAN 11 Fire! MAN 23 Fire!
Right.
(SIGHS)
Leave me alone.
- We did it! We did it! It's a truce! -(KITTY LAUGHS)
You're a queer bloody G-man.
Fire!
I'm minister for gunrunning, daylight robbery and general mayhem.
It's either this, or war.
Why do you think I came to you?
- Twelve more verses, now. -(ALL CHUCKLE)
- Over there, you thick. -(CHUCKLES)
Bit of a traffic: jam here, lads.
♪ (CONTINUES SINGING SKIBBEREEN) ♪