Original subtitles

There's a boozer

How long's it gonna take us?

Mate, I don't think

Do you know what the secret is?

You're loving this, aren't you?

The secret is,

Don't let your bowels know

You let your bowels know you're

Shall we run?

That'd be a fatal error. Running

Your heart-rate, your blood,

I can understand people giving in

but it's always a fatal error.

I'm not gonna make it.

Mate. It's always

Last few seconds fumbling with

'Scuse me, mate.

You bumped into my bird

Did I?

Sorry, mate. I were desperate.

I don't want you to apologise to me,

I want you to apologise to my bird.

Course I will.

Really sorry, love.

Had the blinkers on,

Really, really sorry.

OK?

Come on, we're spewing it.

Home. You're going nowhere, son.

Not till you get back in that toilet

Can you get this lad a plastic bag?

He seems to have left his underpants

Fuck's sake.

It were like that when I went in.

I'm not.

Shall I tell you

Can you back me up on this?

They wouldn't leave a toilet

One of 'em did. They've got

Something you...

I'm an ABA champion.

So am I.

You're going nowhere until

I'm going, and I'm going now.

You know why

Shall I tell you why

Yeah.

the bumping-into-the-bird issue,

and then turn our minds

He couldn't help it.

She's SO bleedin' fat. She's huge!

It's impossible

She could be stood

Fucking hell.

Fucking run!

Mate. No, honestly,

I thought

It's like he just went down, bong!

Size of him to her!

Hey up.

Look at the bag.

You left your underpants behind,

Cinderella.

Dunno what you're talking about.

The landlord's in hospital.

That's a funny name for an 'ospital.

He reckons you'll get two years.

What?!

Yeah, affray.

I'll get two years?

Not you?

You did it! You broke his jaw.

I'm joining the Army.

He reckons the judge'll go easy

The Army?

Yeah.

He reckons the judge'll go,

"What's the best place

"prison or the Army?"

Well?

I don't know!

What's your opinion?

But I want you to go to prison

I'm pregnant.

'Rapid fire!'

What are you fucking idiots doing?!

Argh!

Return fire!

Return fire, you pricks!

Return fire!

If you don't return fire,

Return fire! I'll count to three.

One, two... Return fire!

If you don't return fire,

MacShane, return fire!

Return fire! I won't tell you again!

MacShane, return fire!

I'm sure I got him.

He must've thought it

but I went for it.

It disappeared

so I must've got him.

14 years old,

and he's wearing flip-flops.

If they can afford to give him

why can't they

I don't wanna hear any more

cos they're crap.

A country so screwed up

I'm not saying

I'm just saying

That's done my head in, that.

14 years old and no shoes -

MacShane. Come here.

Why didn't you return fire?

Come on, smartarse.

All you've ever done

ever since you got here.

So, come on,

Couldn't lift my head.

Scared.

Scared of getting a round in it?

Yeah.

What's gonna happen

I'll tell you what's gonna happen

you dirty, filthy faggot.

The Taliban'll say, "There's nothing

Taliban's gonna walk over

and shoot you in the head.

What you're most scared of,

you stupid gobshite, cos you're not

Overwhelming force

That's how you beat sneaky bastards

overwhelming force

And what about your mates?

It's OK for them to get slotted

They've got their heads up,

protecting you,

See this?

See this, faggot?

You're the Bitch.

Right? Right, Bitch?

Right.

you faggot, till you return fire

you are the Bitch.

This man doesn't belong here.

This man will get you killed.

Have nothing to do with him.

Don't.

Why would a man

No idea.

Did you do it?

MacShane.

Why did you rip your blankets?

I didn't rip them, Sarge.

Who did?

I don't know, Sarge.

Nash.

You're mates with this man?

Yes, Sarge.

Did you see anyone

No, Sarge.

MacShane.

Latrines.

You call that clean?

Saw a bit of action the other day.

Can't tell you that.

Pretty serious, yeah.

I did all right.

Not gonna get the VC for it,

We all did.

Did you say he could sit there?

Did you say he could sit there?

No.

Then why did you sit there?

Why did you sit there?

Just did.

What?

I-I just did.

Do you like being the Bitch?

No.

Would you like someone else

Yeah.

Who?

Frankie?

Frankie's your mate.

Would you like Frankie

No.

Who deserves to be the Bitch

No-one.

Tell him to piss off.

What?

Tell the Bitch to piss off.

All right?

Perhaps your friend buy?

He doesn't understand no.

No, thanks.

No.

He's only trying to make a few bob.

Buckley.

You buy for your woman?

Just do one, mate, yeah, please?

How?

Beautiful scarf for your woman.

You need to get yourself home, mate.

Go sick and get yourself home.

You're mental!

Yes, mate!

It's not your fault

There is no shame

Throw a big one, your nerves

You can.

Even if I could get home,

I think the only way home

I couldn't do it, anyway,

cos I can't let my dad down,

And he thinks I'm one, too.

He thinks I'm slotting

You join up,

If someone could just somehow

"Look, this is incoming fire.

"You've gotta stick your head up

"If so, join.

But they can't do that.

So by the time

what it's really like,

You've already joined.

You're a soldier.

We're picking up a monkey,

Fucking gobshite.

All day, every day, we're waiting

Is it any wonder we get rat-arsed

But when we do,

Those bastards that have

are banging up proper soldiers.

Fucking bastards.

OK, he knows that. I've told him

We're moving soon.

Taxi for McVey?

Parkie, swap with the Bitch.

Bitch!

You're as good as two men short,

Had a good night?

Bang anyone up?

Let's go.

This could be your chance, Bitch.

Your chance to redeem yourself.

Contact left! Contact left!

Get down, you stupid bastard.

Step on it!

Proper fucking soldier's work,

I said keep your head down!

MacShane, return fire!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Name and number.

You're on a charge.

I know so.

You were pissed.

That's how you come by

What cuts and bru...

Argh!

British soldiers

You don't endanger their lives

Argh!

He was pissed. Right? Back me up.

Cos pricks like this get you killed.

I get you home safe and sound.

So back me up.

The monkey was very drunk.

He kept making himself a target,

and I think that's how

Monkey was paralytic, Sarge.

So Corporal Buckley

and that's how

The monkey was rat-arsed, Sarge.

Bucks had to hold him down,

and I think that's how

The monkey was bevvied, Sarge.

He kept making himself a target,

Corporal Buckley restrained him,

and that's how he came by

The monkey was pissed, Sarge.

Corporal Buckley

and that's how

I'll give you five for it.

Five.

That was before I saw it.

I not like.

It's dirty.

It's been used.

Five.

Nah, don't want it.

No.

Yes.

My friend!

What?

You said you didn't want it.

You said you didn't want it!

I didn't realise.

Give us five, then.

What? Shove it up your arse.

No. Yes, you do.

Cut above the rest of us.

Making a twat out of me

Must think you're special. I wasn't

A cut above the rest of us,

I wasn't trying

and I don't think

Piss on that bed.

What?

Piss on your mate's bed.

Piss on the Bitch's bed.

No.

Parkie?

Yes, Bucks?

Would you piss on the Bitch's bed

Yes, Bucks.

Yes, Bucks?

Would you piss on the Bitch's bed

Yeah, Bucks.

Piss on the Bitch's bed.

No.

Or take the Bitch's place.

Sorry about your mate.

There's nothing

He's dead, we're alive, so we've

We've gotta get...

Don't do that.

because I'll kill you if you do.

Right? I'm twice the man you are.

Don't even think about...

Told you, don't do it.

Just get off me. Do it again,

Get off me, you prick!

so be a good boy

Say, "I promise to behave."

I promise to behave.

I as good as killed him, yeah?

Yeah.

I didn't, but let's say I did.

I made him the Bitch,

and that's what killed him. Yeah?

Yeah.

I did it for you.

What?!

Cowards like him get you killed.

He was no coward!

He was an ABA champion. You do not

We've got to go forward.

We're stuck,

I come up behind you, right,

You go, safe in the knowledge

I'm covering you,

But what if a Bitch

Do you go forward then?

He's not gonna cover you.

First shot,

Men like the Bitch

I'm sorry he's dead.

I don't want any man dead.

But I'd sooner him dead

And now that he is dead,

Right?

So, story.

It's time to get our story sorted.

I know what the story is.

The story is you drove him to

What are you doing?

You're going nowhere.

The story is he killed himself?

What's that gonna do to his family?

A military family, you gobshite.

Old man a war hero...

You don't give a shit

You're just covering your own back,

You're just covering yourself,

You are just covering yourself!

Can I go?

Imagine it's you. You're dead,

not him.

You're married, yeah?

Yeah.

Parents alive?

Yeah.

Imagine that.

We've gotta tell your bird

That's hard enough.

You're not only dead,

A coward.

Such a coward

We made your life

that you went

stuck a rifle in your gob

What's that gonna do

What's it gonna do to his?

What about this?

Killed in action.

Died a hero's death.

Sacrificed his life to save a mate.

Ten mates. 100.

A war hero like his dad.

You hate me, yeah?

Yeah.

Yes.

Understandable.

It's about them. His parents.

It's about not making their pain

Yeah?

Would you like to take him home?

Escort the coffin?

You can talk to his parents,

and then spend a bit of time

Would you like that?

Spend some time back home?

Yeah.

Right.

What are you doing?

Mr Mac?

They said not to do that.

He was shot through the head,

They said to keep it sealed.

I want to see

Give me a hand to lift him.

Come on.

Come on. All right. One, two, three.

Careful. Careful.

Push him up.

Let's have a look at you.

Er...

He looks great.

He's got a bad head wound, but...

..you can't see it.

Apart from that, it's Peter.

He looks great.

If you could give Jinny and Gill

and then, after that,

you're more than welcome.

Smoke?

Why a sealed coffin?

They didn't say.

Not a mark on him, so why seal it?

They didn't say.

They didn't want me

I don't know anything about that,

I couldn't find an entry wound.

No?

No. The wound to the back

There's no visible entry wound.

I don't know.

Frankie, you were like brothers.

Don't make me turn gangster on you,

Right.

The bullet entered

That's the only possible

In there,

out there.

So he was shot by a two-foot dwarf,

or he's done it himself.

He was killed in action.

Frankie, I told you,

He was killed in action.

..these lies.

It was a ricochet.

Ricochet?

Yeah.

We had our heads down.

Bullets flying everywhere.

One hit the ground right by him,

That's what they say happened.

Must have hit a rock? To bounce

I didn't see it.

Yeah.

There wasn't a mark on his face.

There'd be bits of gravel,

pockmarks all over his face,

How do you explain that?

I didn't see it.

He shot himself.

I know he shot himself.

As far as his mother's concerned,

he was killed in action,

He was killed in action.

I served in that regiment.

I know what goes on.

Did they rip his blankets?

Did they piss on his bunk?

I can't believe a word

Tell me the truth, lad.

Otherwise, I'm gonna believe

He was killed in action.

Right.

Thanks.

Fuck!

'You broke his jaw.'

'You're loving this, aren't you?'

'That's a funny name

So, shall we establish the rules?

Shall we do that, Frankie,

Right, we come as a pair.

Me and him, him and me.

But right now, as of this moment -

and I don't wanna build your hopes

as it stands right at this moment,

..but I'll probably have you.

Now, it isn't all good news...

A flu party, she said.

I thought it was some kind

They get the kid who's had the flu,

and they make all the other kids

Apparently,

because it's not gonna be as strong,

..to get is the one that's been

because the more it's passed on,

and the harder it is to treat.

You beauty!

Everything OK?

No awkward questions?

One or two.

But all sorted, yeah?

I'm gonna grass.

I'm gonna grass you up.

What have I done?

You drove Peter MacShane to suicide.

You know what we do

I can imagine.

If you could imagine it,

I'm gonna grass.

Right now.

Sarge.

I'm gonna grass someone up, Sarge.

And I know what you'll think of me

but I'm gonna do it anyway.

Who is it?

What's he done?

He bullied Peter MacShane, Sarge.

Made him the camp bitch,

and that's why Peter shot himself,

Peter MacShane died in action.

We all know that's bollocks, Sarge.

I'd like you to put it to him.

I'd like you to put it

OK.

You want me?

Private Nash

You drove Peter MacShane to suicide.

MacShane was killed in action.

He wasn't.

Permission to speak freely?

Granted.

Overwhelming force,

For that, you need soldiers.

MacShane was never gonna make

So it was my job

something that would contribute to

So I made him the Bitch.

And the Bitch has a big role to play

and here's why.

We don't get many intellectuals

We get young men

That's why they're so fucking brave,

they can't imagine the consequences

And that's how we like it.

Trouble is,

they can't imagine the consequences

of letting their mates down,

losing their mates' trust,

And so you need a bitch.

That's what it's like

to lose your mates' support -

that poor bastard in the corner,

And you could be next.

Step out of line,

I'd go so far as to say

You should be proud of him.

Permission to leave?

Granted.

What are you gonna do about it,

Nothing.

I demand that you take action,

I demand that you do something!

All rise.

You're the Bitch.

The last Bitch was

A hugely entertaining faggot.

But sadly, he didn't last that long.

From you, we expect rather more.

Why would a man destroy his own bed?

No idea.

Did you do it?

Nash. Sarge.

Buckley, Sarge.

Can you prove it?

Latrines.

For Peter MacShane.

He could blag

But I reckon

"Note the overwhelming force and

Even though you're bound to

does the soldier in you salute me?

Nash! Nash!

Yes, Sarge?

I knew he wouldn't be using it,

'My barrister asked me

I said I killed him

I'd have to kill myself.

He said, "How do you know that?"

I said,

He said,

"It'll help you enormously."

It would break his mother's heart.

I know.

I know.

What'll you do?

Keep schtum.

That's big of you.

It is.

It isn't.

I pissed on his bunk.

Why?

If I didn't, I was the bitch.

I pissed on his bunk,

And an hour later, he was dead.

Stand up, lad.

It's OK.

It's OK.

Members of the jury,

do you find the defendant guilty

Guilty.

Is that the verdict of you all?

Silence in court!

If I do not have silence

I will have it cleared.

Frank Nash,

I refuse to take into account

That was obviously done in 2009,

when you faced an earlier court,

I will not let you

Furthermore, I think you have

Corporal Buckley was, by

and you have robbed

at a time when they are most needed.

Not once have you offered

any reason, any motive,

It is as much a mystery now

A life sentence is mandatory,

but it is for me

Frank Nash, you will serve

Yes!

Take him down.