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Hello. How are you? I'm a mailman business. Well, it's long summer, mind you, eh?

Couldn't really see anyone queuing in the rain to mind it for you, mate.

Where is he?

You should go out, kick a little dog and come back in again, mate.

Then we don't know what to mean, Gizzy, you were.

You just do what you're paid to do, wee boy,

and save the look for people against all of your stanchions.

Well, I'm doing what I'm paid for, and I owe a son. Sitting on my bum.

I've been sitting around these doce hours for the last four weeks. Where is he?

He's asleep. But I wouldn't wake him, because he's a morning grouch.

I hate this shit! Well that's right mate, bang head, tidy up, don't mind me.

All right Pat, talk to the morning to ya.

Don't you ever call me Pat. Call me Halloran, you, he's skatey.

Now you've got to excuse my brother so you will look a light to him.

No, he is named Pat really. Big Patty Hallorann.

Big Patrick Jolsef Aloysius Sheamus, some Bridget of the Sacred Heart Halloranne.

It's Harpland this morning. A bit of a night last night. A bit of a cahly.

With a couple of virginal scrubbers that ran off to say to them,

that an avina is just as we were getting into extra time.

You listen to what I'm saying. We was very disappointed.

Four faults for refusal to the woman of Ireland.

What's happened this morning at 25 to 9?

Yeah, you're coming through on Channel 5, Patty.

Do you

know what I like about you, English scum?

Nothing.

Not a thing.

25 to 9 you say. What's for breakfast, bro? Corn flakes. Corn flakes? Yes.

Well, I definitely think you'll have to leave us now, Pat.

My brother's got a fixed breakfast.

A bit of a temperamental cook, isn't he, my brother?

I think he's probably an artist, really.

We get to be. Use the checkers.

You're some nurse, man. Yeah, you and your granny.

We don't between the Margaret leaves, Mr. Burt. Oh, right

to us, sir.

The leaves of the bleeding taboy. The long bleeding range. A copper on forester.

Hey, and get us a copy of the mirror. Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Hold out the bus.

you

Who's the brother? I swear, both of them brothers, he ages.

Thank you.

I told you to get out of there! I've just never seen a death in Burundi!

I'm marching here. Put him down. Put him out.

You can come down. Don't run. I was a little bit about.

I was off.

Fire.

Bye.

all wrapped up with china dolls, are they?

If I had my way, there'd be fireworks in that cell.

Jesus, a bloody bastard!

Get him up! Get him out! You two! Right on that way to the bloody rear! Move it!

I've gotta believe in bomb Jimmy. I must take my own time without ha! I'm so fucked.

Ah! Move it! Move it. Ah! Give me that bloody shot! Come on, come on! Come on!

Give me the gun! Shut up! I'm just a sniper, so I don't shoot.

I'm gonna grow up in big

gobskot. Jesus! Oh! Ah! Ah!

Ah! Ah!

Hey,

yo.

I lost my bleeding finger.

Hey, Joe.

Are you alright Joe?

Look, I lost me bleeding finger.

Recall one of them, tell them.

They didn't have any trouble.

So I got your calories through, you know?

Look, get that into your head.

I'll keep you going till the MO comes.

Look, Joe!

It tastes real good.

Look. Look.

Joe.

Show!

Thank you.

Your brother's safe.

We'll be taking care of her for a few weeks.

They saved his leg, the thing.

We better start for Slago.

Yeah.

Goodbye Pat.

May the road rise up to meet you.

the slide got it.

Bye.

Thanks.

Wake it up, wake it up

Summer come

What do you mean, now, mate? I'm gonna show you for one of these. So good gear.

Regan is your dad's. Much better than buying you.

You all right, Wilincha?

Howard. Yeah, that's right. Howard.

I'm a chewing balygode badminton. Kilani, I was on a fishing trip.

What business you've got here then? In the neighborhood.

Oh yeah, you fancy buying an iffy tally? Just passing.

You spooks can never say it's straight, can you?

See that washing machine? Do you know what that is? It's a washing machine.

Do you what a washing is? It's not something else.

Get it? Now say what you've got to say and piss off. I'm looking for your brother.

Be lucky there, my son. I reckon Satan are from me when you see him.

Give him a message. Well, I ain't seen me, brother, in years.

Yes. He's a well-traveled bloke by now, are you? He's done very nicely for himself.

I heard he was fixed up in Bangkok, or was it New Zealand?

Well, that's full of day-goes, wherever it was. I want to meet him this week.

Well, it's a big place, mate. I reckon you'll need more in a week.

He can ring this number. You must ring by tomorrow. Friday at the latest.

Don't give me no number. I ain't seen my brother in years.

There's 50 grand in it if he rings. You do launch him, Baruchers. Friday at latest.

50 grand. He was always a mercenary bastard. You mean Patriot, mate?

Friday at The Latest.

Don't come back.

not in the shop.

since I packed in the fags.

I've got this thing about the smell of filth.

You make sure he gets that message.

lovely merchandise

Guess what I heard on the grapevine? The pitter-patter of the Vapmen's hushbuppies.

Be lucky, Coppola.

Bye.

Thank you.

The day of my London, this is my entrance to the East of Canterbury, Jordan.

Your country, peace.

I was just for a friend.

The majesty was up all last night making it with their own loving hands.

A busy strip, sir. That's right.

The British make being company.

Thank you, Mr. Forbes.

It's been two days now.

Are you going to tell me or does the job require a clear void?

Someone should tell the cloggers that their country's sprung a leak.

side of the road.

You're going to tell me how do I turn around and then right back to the airport?

That would be an expensive flight mate.

You can buy

a little stewardess's pussy of a 50k.

Meet your people later at the hotel tonight. Maybe they'll buy us dinner.

Why don't you freshen up and unpack first?

It takes me 40 seconds to pack and unpack, unless I'm in a hurry.

You should carry proper luggage. Goes with your cover. I'm still around, aren't I?

That's because I'm my cover. I look forward to seeing you get yours.

Tonight. They're very

anxious to meet you.

Here come our English cousins. Evening, Paul. Philip. Good to see you again.

Likewise. Sorry we're a spot late, gentlemen.

It's the privilege of a one great nation. My little joke.

Hello. Hello there. I'm, uh, I'm...

Paul Auckland. And this is Mr. Van Heligan, one of the local boys. Mr.

Van Heligand, this is, um, Mr. Forbes and Mr. Attenborough. He's Howard and I'm

Mr. Smallman, so let's just cut the pull-out of him, mate.

I must be mistaken, then. Nevertheless, sir, I am Paul Arkeland.

This gentleman here is Mr. Van Heligan, unless I am mistaken, sir.

Unless someone has made a very elaborate joke on me for the last 57 years.

It just doesn't seem likely. Paul here is managing engineer for Oilham.

Yes, with holdings on nine continents, as we always say. And have and... Mr. Howard.

English is our linga franca. We dutch are a trading nation.

When in Rome do like to Romans. When in Amsterdam do like the Romans.

Mr Van Heligan is a business entrepreneur of diverse activity.

Impo Expo, Nami Doa. Your friend has been hitting the sauce, Mr. Hyde.

Acacni Quip. Ignore it.

Small beer mostly. Some interesting irons from time to time.

The Irish trading nation. What's your flock?

Import, export dishes, or we'll widely put it.

I sell a little strategic advice. Some nuts and bolts.

British access sets to the Irish and time and Russian RPGs to the Iorish?

You flatter me. Nothing too grand as I said.

If you diamonds to fill the soul's hunger for

beauty and no trade ever, ever be see Irish.

You have been there, you will appreciate this. They are an unsightly people.

If you transfer the people of Holland to Ireland and the people

of Ireland to Holland.

The islands would become the market garden of the world. And Holland?

Holland would see. And missiles. Whatever there is abide, there is a seller.

The holy book says, seek and you will pretty as swiftly find.

I always get my old companies mixed up.

Is yours the one that's run by the mafia or the CIA?

Our audits are published annually, sir. We are strictly ship shape and above board.

That's right. I keep forgetting how to merge it, innit?

Mr. Smallman at the old soldier's salty taste in you, ma'am.

I've met vets in my time. That's all right. We are all old soldiers here.

We are expecting one more, another old Soviet like ourselves.

Bull and I saw action in the Second War. It was said war.

A pretty-handed-for-the-old-in-paw export I heard.

You're a very young man, then, fighting for ideals.

Not both, but the same ones, I hope. But, of course, we were allies.

What a shame. We seem to have gotten so much better with our enemies after the war

than with our bleak and our allies. There was a new enemy, sir.

and a bigger threat.

The old man, like all good yanks, thinks that every European except Franco

was a goddamn communist.

What about your generation, Mrs. Marlton?

What do you people say to it?

Well, we know that even Franco was a KGB mole.

Bravo, Davis-Pulman! Bravo!

England won America Duck.

Come out, really delayed. Let's eat. I'm not so fast.

No, the first of Tartan's late. I hear the fool.

King's crazy Ha ha This is a round, Rory

They've got a real attitude problem here I've got no problem I've made an offer

You made it Seems you've got the job but you don't know what the job is

That's your problem, sunshine But we know where the job's David

Then you better start spending time with me

specifying it, because I ain't getting my ass shot off for

a bunch of dozy wankers who keep shifting the goalpost.

But of course I've specified it. With indistinguishable parameters. Parameters.

Paramulators. Pass the port, David. There's a muck. Pfft.

Port goes clockwise, Davey, me old China. You build up. or piss off out of here.

Now I want you to specify it. But give the chap a chance, David.

You call me, David, once more, and you all go clockwise.

The situation is as simple as it could be for the present, Mrs. Smallman.

There are two tasks a lot to do. The one remains fixed.

The other contains certain variables of time and place.

The adding and flux of the marketplace. Cut the bullshit, Zephyr obeys orders.

You don't like it, this man ain't going to lose any sleep over it.

You understand that, brother? Now you get briefed when you get breaft.

If you don't like it, you can just go join yourself a union.

Paul, it doesn't help a great deal.

What are you arguing with him for? He's the hired help.

Ah, the democracy eating away your brains, my friend.

But come agree, if a man risk his life, he has a bloody right to be curious.

Whether or not this curiosity is paid is not always visiting our gifts.

I'm not curious, mate. I'm just not a monkey with a typewriter. Oh, God damn.

If you people pay something to do a job, then one of you

better stop punting around and know what the job is.

We do.

We know precisely how best we've used to utilize your very particular services.

Ah.

I thought I would have to send out a search party.

It was late. The plane was fogged in at Munich for two hours.

See? Not even the rigorous Germanic minds can always dispel the fog.

I saw him checked into the hotel. Oh, it's a pity there was no room here.

Perhaps you would all have become friends. But no room at the inn.

You might eat Jim, but I'm certain they have stopped serving. That's alright.

I grabbed a bite at the airport. Oh good.

May I introduce you gentlemen to a valued aide,

Captain James Smithson of the Greenhowards, retired.

Mr. Forbes.

Mr. Attenborough. Also retired. Or Mr. Howard and Mr. Smallman as they prefer.

You didn't express your preference.

I'm a man of very few preferences.

How unfortunate. Still a great professional advantage. Mr. Smithen, as is obvious,

is one of your countrymen. So, we are five old soldiers.

Blight.

An old joke. A little nickname you picked up, Jim. A term of endearment.

Just a sentimental momentum. I'm afraid gentlemen, we must call it a night.

Yeah, early revelry tomorrow. I've enjoyed our fellowship tonight.

of the mess! You're the only mess I can see.

Why I reckon that you introduced me to a bunch of piss-out lists.

I simply offered you a job. I'm simply an employment broker.

Like the old-style dole office, the labour exchange.

The boss is sitting around like a buncha trapeze mugs.

What the hell are they calling me in for? They weren't gonna talk.

They're talking good time. They set it up. I didn't.

I want the old you hanging around. You ain't coming along, you're dead weight.

I'm simply a facilitator. And the powers that be have appointed me your minder.

I don't need no shithead. Did you know, small man? People, people who need people.

If the bastards want me, they should say what for? What for?

So why aren't you the regular Dan Derroh mate?

Wanted by three European police forces?

Mercenary? Don't push a man about the house!

Well, Micks alone have got seven murder warrants with your moniker on them.

You're a regular catch-all, right, Smallman? Shut your face. Tell me, Smallmen.

Did you really shoot that Mossad man in Switzerland?

Never could figure if it was you or just an anonymous grease ball.

Here you are. Here

am I.

Sex, public school, chap. Secondae

from the guards.

Near you are. Smelly socks incarnate.

The little man made good. Master of his art.

Pulled himself up by his own bootstraps.

I'm like Darwin. I'm looking at the monkey. How the hell did they ever recruit you?

You're a public school wanker washed up

at 35. A hollow gong mode, China.

A veritable snow-sem sepulka.

I detest this life.

I detests

this life and myself like even they couldn't imagine.

like Mr Van Winkle said, an excellent professional qualification.

All spooks hate spook and they're terrified of bogeymen.

You knew Smithson, didn't you?

He served with the Green Out in Hofstra.

Why don't you call him Blade?

that I dropped him he went to Angola and there

used to be a Cuban prisoners with a machete

On dark savanna glades there is a place that stays forever England.

Bye.

I'm going to bed. Lou, stay, stay. Finish the duty free.

I hate drinking alone more than I hate drinking the spooks. Piss off, little man.

Adia, small man. Petium.

I'll knock you up in the morning, show you our fair host city.

Got your message, Tom.

What message? That you were following me. I feel very snug in Amsterdam.

So many nannies. Maybe I'm an art lover.

I read they've restored. I reckon you've run out of it. I'm going to steal it.

It looked very nicely, hands out, so the wall next to the three little ducts.

Yanks should have nuked Tokyo instead of Nagasaki.

I'd have stopped the bastards coming over here selling us a cheap high-fives.

You can't nuk capitalists, mate. You ain't cricket.

Volunteers in regard who task was to defend a city.

Held of marksmen were already being set up. Why, you work for us?

Well, but some places now. That's why we fought the last war.

Stop the Calfers beating us at cricket.

I wonder what Captain Cork would have said to that. My left is a very much.

You seem to know a lot of people. It's a bit of a small club, killin' people.

Is that why the boot is like the green house?

You still carry those snaps? Great attention to detail.

Why did Spotify line's corpus fall and get putted out of Paris?

Long time ago, it still is short-hounds. Dickenspeares, if I remember rightly.

And the John Tabalini.

Every year they come together and then there will be a few messages.

And also this figure that could be random.

If I had to walk out of here with a painting under my coat.

be one of these.

There's a little else like that just off of Brick Lane.

at least they used to be.

Which one would you choose?

is one.

Same here.

of a meeting to go to.

Where?

Bob.

Your friend Howard will be brought there.

You've said three o'clock. You didn't give your odds that your friend Hurd's fault?

I doubt it. I call the Brits with no imagination, he's a bunch.

You want a brandy? Don't look like a wonder brandy.

Friends are here.

I get a bloody taxi.

to you two having a touch of the old Langsimes.

Sit down and order. Let's get started. Get me a blending.

See you at Huffington in near the acquaintance. Surprise, you might say.

I bet you are, pal.

Sir Van Heligin is just a business man.

With an enlightened view of African progress.

What do you mean, a different of like baby's like?

Well, there's no progress without education.

That's where you blokes come in with your specific skills.

Would you like me to teach them advanced literacy? We're just missing.

I mean, Auntie Marcia's forces in the Wangerstein

have a good chance of sticking it to the bastards. But the proper backing.

Strategic training and ground support. A bit of discipline would help.

I teached my to droop the colour. Hey, footstrap foot.

Well, they're mostly irregular forces, so that's not as they're training the need.

Most of them won't survive in the mountain until spring.

The priorities are supplies. Otherwise they'll be throwing bricks at the T-34s.

But training's important. You need that too. This is like Oxford, where guns...

You won't be going anywhere near Ruanger.

Your peculiar talents will be required further to the north

in one of the Gulf states. You two will take out an obstacle. Who?

name's not known to me. Where? No says.

My turn. Why? Now that I do know.

Third time lucky.

Seed money for the anti-Marxist forces came from the West,

via friends of Paul Arklund, obviously.

Now, that money's gonna dry up, partly due to financial recession,

partly due political agitation in the States.

The new money is gonna come from the Gulf States, other oil producers.

You see, there's a strong Muslim faction in the Rwandan rebels.

Now, these Gulf states have been a bit slack in the aid policy. Been badly advised.

So by getting rid of one bad advisor, we'll be lending them a helping hand.

And if it happens to amuse the troops further to the south, so much the better.

We'll be killing two butts with one landmine. One hour bullet.

You answered too many questions, pal. Details. I want details.

Tonight. You'll get them when I know them tonight.

Once blew the legs off of Green Howard with an old claymore on the recovered entire

row.

I don't think you'll leave Holland alive without my say so, animal.

I get frightened by the wind and piss of a messenger boy.

Where are you going?

That deadn' was your home small man.

a decadent, diseased, and dirty paper to anguish.

Wait!

I was hoping for a little Chen Wang.

She's a raga bread.

never made them waste as they'd say.

and the product they bought for you.

Thank you.

and never really left the movement this far, man.

Just a little misunderstanding over my better leg spas.

me in the pro-beads.

Thank God.

Almost.

These are flames still burning me, Bollocks, Smooma. Once a Catholic, you know?

Ha ha ha!

Once a bastard always a bastard, he knew.

Now you.

and a M-I-5 on DNA.

That's not an easy thing to forget.

You're working for him now.

I don't know.

Ha ha ha ha.

and freelance, DeVay.

I want you to make cool.

self-employed.

but I have a memory like a Nella phone.

I enjoyed our little chop together.

Bastard. Who knows,

maybe soon the provies overlook my shuddy tax returns.

You pick the spell.

hanging around tourists about all your life would rise to sunshine.

Ha ha ha!

Bye.

you

you

I said it's missing when we meet at the hotel at 7 o'clock.

I'm going to have a kip for an hour or so. I'll see you later, son.

Ah! Oh! Oh! Ah!

What are you playing at? Take me for a charlie, do you? Take me to a charley?

Oh, let me go, you're hurting me damn you! Let you go, my so-so, son charlie.

What are YOU playing at?! What's he doing here?

What the hell's he here doing here, eh? Look, you take me for all you bastards!

I don't know, how the hell do I know they're employing him?!

I don' know, I know, you just a bloke and you know we won't let me going.

I mean, only a bloody rowing of you bastards.

What else are you rolling back, you turds? I'm not holding anything back!

Aye, I'll know. I'll knove. Well, what's this thing, son-ship? I'll get back.

What is it? What is a two-turd? Who can know what this smell like?

And don't call me a turd. I've let go of my arm. I've only got two and I need it.

You take me for a mug again, I'll cut more than your face.

God almighty, I wonder if people hate your guts. Don't play me for a sucker.

Just don't play for a sucker I'm warning you. I'm not playing you for a Sucker!

You knew it was Ely coming, didn't you?

Not till I was sent a collective at the hotel. And why are you all told up? Orders!

Stop you legging in. I supposed to shoot you or something. I don't know.

And I don' bloody care much either. Whether I shoot you, or I don''t shoot you.

God, you behaved like an animal all that time. Don't piss me around.

Just don't piss my around.

I'm just your minor. I'm taking out on me. I'm the bloody legman!

And don't beat me up just because I got a bloody shooter.

Smithson's bloody will go on to remember, and you even noticed.

And Healy, God knows what the mad dog Paddy's

got stuffed down his shirt, besides them and reckless medals.

Probably a bloody bazooka. Beat

them up next time, will you?

I'm just a bloody dog's body.

mind you remember

Bloody good shepherd.

Oh, dear.

you

You bastards!

What's wrong? We're not being picked for the office, Gilwit and Sullivan again?

Tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck. These things are said to try us on, eh? Sunshine.

Bye.

Here I find you. You guys painting

the town red, white, and blue?

Just white and blue. Green, white and orange, actually. So what are you having?

It's my shower. Hey, waiter, sir.

God damn corners. They speak pretty good English.

Well, Mr. Smallman, we meet

again.

Indeed, we do. You enjoying your stay in Holland, sir?

Haven't enjoyed myself so much since Margo. An assignment?

No, it's a bloody seaside town.

You know, son, you got a real negative outlook. Now take

it from me.

There's more pleasure in this veil of tears from my friends and from my enemy.

Life is just too goddamn short. I find time expands, depending on who you're with.

You are a cute, god damn bastard.

Roman, we'll have ten fingers red eyes.

God, Yankee, you're a real killer. Ha, ha, ha.

The Asian bitches were lining up for it. They could smell the money.

I tell you, they would have done it with the camel

if you just stuck a dollar bill between her tits.

What the hell time Van Ellingen coming? Uh, he'll be along soon.

He'll be here soon. I reckon he'll at the club. Which? I beg

your pardon?

Which? Here or the club?

of the club. Now this one will kill you. It'll kill you!

Bluey Shaw got his zipper jammed in a taxi, right?

There were these two big black Shondoms. They were running towards us.

Harry is yelling, jump the lights, jump to lights! You never seen.

Bluey is writhing in agony. Relax, mate. The taxi is as poor as yelling.

I've been kidnapped! I've bein' kidnapped!

Old Van Nelly, frogs guns to defrow democratic resistance fighters.

They give the OKs for all territory to be

used as a corridor to run the drugs through.

The van now he cleans up the gun trade. I'm back. By giving me David, right?

Cleans up both ways.

The commies, they want to reign on his parade.

So he shafts the bastards.

It's a triumph of democracy. QED.

What I'm like, pissing me off. Drink.

It'll be alright.

I promise.

Let's have a drink everyone.

I'm in the chair. Let's have a drink, lads. Hey, whatever you cheek.

I cut it, shaving. With a machete. I'm the chair, lad. Come on.

Let's get another drink. You're a big girl's blows, schoolboy.

Where the cookie is hot

That's how I want it.

Medium, rare, well done.

Oh!

Thank you.

Waking up now.

should have taken that boot-hub before you took it.

Daddy!

and Blarney and Blarlney and Foyston. So slowly...

Everything's legitimate with them now.

Like some Mick Wootlugger who's running for

the president of the USA on the Pinko Bank.

You want some? You want a good time? Tell you you watch NASA.

show West Indies. Banking. Got your drink, love. And produce the airing lawyer.

Now the drink, though. Now the beer is the mafia.

I like that

It's a place. It's not sunny. Why are you not tired? Arab. Tell

me no more.

Fucking shit. I'm tired. I'm not tired. Arab. Tell me, no more! Fucking shit!

You're a piss ball!

You're about to pee pee!

I am on.

Thanks.

22. 23. I'm your sister's of our kids. 2.

She's mad. She's dead. I bet he says. I bet it says. I bet she says, right?

I bet you say. Girl. Here's 6. Hazel. Hey, white girl. Here.

Blue Boy's 3. That's Mark. I bought him a bike.

He likes that bike. Those guys are gonna be sweet. Wasn't that sweet in Australia?

You got a damn it, that was sweet. You can see that's the best way to see kids.

Other people. The company using the mob bank to knock off that bastard with them.

What time's finally gonna arrive in? When he gets there. Patience.

You got lot of dough coming through.

That was a good one.

here.

I'll show you something.

Something not very good will get charged this year.

Yeah.

You're in the fecundate. I hope you all enjoy it. The, uh...

The ladies have withdrawn the powder their watsits for me.

The fetches have pissed off. This what? They've lagged it!

She and Mesh, she was listening to me. Misson showed them these family snaps.

Their stomachs weren't as strong as their souls, thank God.

Thank you.

That's a corpse!

That's Danny Blackmore, commander of the Ardyn Brigade of the Stickies. The Tired!

But the coroner's, Mark. It's a coroner photograph.

I You don't get

many of those, no Wally's photo birthday.

You disgusted them. And they've gone home.

And we were getting so close. You're a mortal in little fight.

Bad when I drink whiskey.

She was listening to me.

It doesn't agree with me, but it's nice. Only half a man.

I am the wrong half but I... Hospital! Over we go!

Luckily why.

Oh, my God.

Happy smoke!

Where are you going, sonny boy?

with them. Peace.

you small man. Leave the self-adapt. And I'll never forget.

Bye.

FOLK!

I'm Jimmy. I'm God of the Bay.

I wanted to talk to you, small man.

Yo, I know a spot where the pussy is hot

You're always a little forgetful

To the busy night

of your jacket.

Pull up a seat and make yourself at home.

Thank you.

Are you a policeman? Yes.

No, I'm not a policeman.

I'm shepherd.

Let's start.

Bye.

I'm a shepherd.

Good shepherd of men's souls.

souls of policemen.

and politicians.

Sometimes even the souls have grown men.

sometimes even the souls of little girls.

Not a good shepherd.

I'm not even a grown man.

Do you know why there are shepherds?

Wow.

which all power is.

this.

His power.

Bye bye. Bye.

I frighten you.

I must have right.

Am I right?

I'm just entertaining you. Is that power?

taste.

power.

Big!

What's that power?

Thomas Wright.

Oh.

Ah.

Thank you. Thank you

I'm a bad shepherd.

I'm a little man, you see. I've got no power.

Not other men.

Do you know what the most...

frightening thing.

to have no power.

over oneself.

I'm the shepherd.

I'll watch them in the night when they're sleeping.

Power is not good.

The hardest thing is to love ourselves.

Bye.

Is this phony?

I was.

You're a tire.

inviting though you be.

Thank you.

me.

I'm sorry.

Mm.

Thank you.

in.

Thank you.

Yeah.

you

you

Okay, I'm not going anywhere.

They're all dead.

Auckland and Healy and Smithson.

I wanted to talk to you.

Yes.

and a brothel.

And girl, God forgive me. I was so ashamed I had to kill her.

Oh, yeah, I feel annoyed, little boy, it's got a way.

They are bloody fall to come back here though. They won't come here for hours.

They were checked in at another hotel.

Very clear headed of you.

Like, killing, did you? Shut up, damn you!

Put the gun down. Just listen.

I tried to talk to you last night. I was feeling so tired. Your brother's dead.

It's been made to look like an accident. His car burnt out.

It was the only link back to them. Us, you see?

Shoo, bastard. One more won't make any difference.

I'm giving you your life.

you were to be set up.

When you landed, he leave was to execute you.

Plant papers, link you with the Palestinians.

Easy with your dodgy Republican past. Discredit them in the Gulf.

Healy was set up to... ...cretin.

kill you.

I rest him.

X-I-R-A. Damn the PLO forever. No one in...

right mind link you with

It was all a scam.

I'm gonna have a shower before they come.

Use your 40 seconds and get out.

I'm gonna have a shower now.

I'm sorry, David.

I didn't know about your brother.

you

you

you

...

That's the first.

you

you

Love letters straight from you

Keep us so near, while apart

I'm not a lo-

In the morning

When I can have

All the love

You.

April

And I kissed the name that you saw

And all in them

Okay.

Love letters trace from your heart