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Do I look like I give a bollix?

I don't give a rat's what he does.

He's got some balls, I'll give him that.

Man, if Jimmy has got wind he's back, he's not going to stick around.

Here, what do you want to do?

I'll ring Nidge. I'll call you later, right?

> Rosie?

Are you free?

I'll see if I can take an early lunch.

I'll wait for you.

Darren, I can't keep doing this. It isn't right.

I know, I'm sorry.

Look, I just want to be straight with you.

I had to leave, but I could have asked you to come with me.

Thank you.

Why are you saying 'thank you'? Because it's the first time you've said it.

I didn't want you to come with me.

And I know you think it's because of the gun... I don't think that.

What did you think?

I think...

it was a first big love for both of us and that was enough,

until you thought maybe it wasn't enough.

And how could you know if I was the great love of your life if you didn't try other loves?

Was it something like that?

It's a bit late now, Darren, you know?

So you and... What do you want me to say?

You think it's easier for me?

To tell you the truth, it's not.

But I'll tell you, no, it's not the same.

Him and me.

I like him, that's it.

Does that make you feel better?

No.

You left me. I know.

And I was on my own, and he was the next guy who came along and was nice to me

and that's it.

And now I'm having a baby with him and it's too late for anything else.

And you know that. It's not too late. Yeah, it is.

I don't care whose baby it is. What's that supposed to mean?

I don't care whose baby this is? She's mine.

And I'm going to love her like a mother loves her child.

And what? Are you telling me you'll be able to love her that way?

With the same big love as me?

Knowing that it's his and not yours?

And don't lie.

Don't lie to me, Darren.

The fridge is stocked.

Big bag of weed, load of banger.

Alright, we'll have a couple of beers and kick back.

No, I'll get home. I'm wrecked.

I always get sick after being on planes. Dirty things they are.

What's dirty is those dirt birds in Prague. C'mon. No.

No? Good luck.

There's bargains to be had if you have the cash.

Yeah, but how does this protect me from CAB?

I mean, any money I have in any account, they'll just say

proceeds of crime.

I might as well write them out a cheque right now. Yeah.

And what will happen? The settlement will be 10 percent max.

I told you this before.

And you end up effectively with a tax clearance cert.

In the UK, they take everything off you, end of story.

You wouldn't be allowed to make a settlement.

And you think this is the way to go, yeah?

You don't have to do anything with it.

Keep it in cash if you want. Bury it in the ground.

Yeah, but I'm asking you.

Is buying a load of cut-price property a good thing?

Look, the thing about buying distressed assets is that you're buying them for as good as nothing.

But what do I know? It's an option.

Do you think it's sexy? You look stunning, Trish.

I'm worried it's a bit too upmarket for Nigel!

I was showing him this website and he says

are you not getting the classy gear?

And I said, you mean a stripper, Nigel?

No, he says, I'm just saying.

I'm not getting up in that shit for my wedding night.

I'll wear the stockings alright. He goes mad for the stockings.

They all do.

You think I look sexy enough then? Yeah, for sure.

Do you know what I'm going to do, though, to make it special? No.

Two weeks before and he's not getting any.

I'm going to make him wait.

He'll go up the wall.

I'll be a born again virgin. Yeah, right.

You were never a virgin.

Who are you going to bring? I don't know. It's too much hassle.

You could always not book a room and you'd have to share a bunk with Tommy. Stop!

What? That's what weddings are for.

I never see him anyway.

I don't want to just jump him on the night. Yeah?

Well, we could always sort that one easy enough.

Are you alright? Yeah.

What's up with you? A bit wired.

You need to get some sleep. I can't.

It's like the penguins of Madagascar are living in my head. Yap yap yap.

Shut up, will yous!

Take a Tamazi or something. Elephant twanks is what I need.

Going to Amsterdam tomorrow? Yeah.

Need me to do anything? No, you're good.

Hi, I'm Yvonne. Nice to meet you.

This is Trish, my fiancee.

Would you like to follow me through?

And this is the Gold Room.

It's beautiful.

So generally, what couples do is they have the guests arrive here

for about 2:30 or 3 for the drinks reception.

And if you like, we can offer different canape selections.

What sort of canapes do you do? We have different options.

Black pudding and apple tartlet, Thai chicken kebabs.

Tiger prawns in filo pastry are always popular.

It's beautiful.

Are you going to take that, Nigel? Sorry.

Yeah, Darren?

If you'd like to follow me, we could talk about available dates.

What's the story?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, no worries, I'll sort that. I can get a van.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay. Seeya later on.

This is for you.

As I said, all the different options are in the brochure

so you can take that with you.

I have to go. Are we right? What's the panic?

I've to get going. Come on.

So that's us booked in then? I'll put you down in the book

and all I need now is the deposit and the date is confirmed.

How much is the deposit? It's 2,000 euro.

2 grand? You don't have to pay me now.

You can drop a cheque into me next week, if you like.

No, no, I can give it to you now.

There's one.

There's two, okay? Thank you. Bye. Thanks.

Aaagh!

Come on, ya...!

Agh!

Jesus, get off me!

Darren!

Aw, get away from my eyes! My fucking eyes!

Aw! Aw!

My eyes! Get off me!

Get the door, get the door!

It wasn't me! Get him up!

It wasn't me. I swear on my child's life.

You would say that, wouldn't you?

He's a lying rat, Darren. I'm not lying, I swear to God.

You were heard mouthing off about it, saying it was you.

Yeah, I didn't say anything.

I don't believe you.

Why did you go to London then? Cos I knew yous would all think it was me.

Think about it, I wouldn't be back if it was. I'm not that stupid.

You were going around saying you were going to kill Robbie.

Yeah, well, look what he did to my face. But it doesn't mean I done it.

You know it wasn't me, Darren. Otherwise you wouldn't be asking me.

Please, I swear to God, Darren!

I swear on my child's life. That's all I can say.

It wasn't me killed your brother. Darren?

I'm suing the prison, man. I'm suing the prison.

Darren?

Solicitor reckons I can get over 100,000. Look.

I should be thanking your brother.

So you think Jimmy did it? What does it matter what I think?

He said it wasn't him, didn't he? Yeah, but you heard it WAS him.

No, I didn't. I didn't hear anything.

Who said it to you it was him?

Look, don't put me in the middle of it. In the middle of what?

Who said what. Who said this, who said that, blah blah bullshit.

What do I know? Nothing, that's what I know.

I'm saying we should have got it over and done with and get on with things.

I don't have time for this. I've a wedding, you know?

I don't know who did it. End of story.

Alright, brother?

Howya, Mrs Green, how are you doing? Howya, Nigel.

Eric is upstairs with his father. Lovely, thanks a million.

Howya. Alright? How's it going?

What's the story? That's it, Da.

Have this here for you, Gerry. Good man.

Would yous like a cup of tea, lads? No, I'm good. Thanks, Gerry.

Tommy? Not for me, Gerry. Thanks.

Did you watch the match last night? Recorded it. Gonna watch it tonight.

Why, where were you?

We had Jimmy Byrne in the back of a van.

And Darren let him go. Serious? What did he do that for?

> Eric, your cousin is here. You'd better get a move on.

I'm coming now, Da.

Darren let him go? You're joking. No.

He thinks it isn't him.

Who else could it be?

Howyas.

Ah, it's Uncle Sleepyhead.

Are you okay? Yeah, yeah.

We're going to the swimming pool later. Do you want to come?

It would be good for the head.

Trish is bringing Warren. Oh, I'll come then.

Will you? No.

It could be a family day, you know?

You could ask Nidge to come and whatever. Maybe Tommy.

Tommy is not family.

Forget about it. It doesn't matter.

Would it not just be easier to meet him in the pub?

Will you bring him?

Yeah.

But will you make sure Nidge comes?

I don't want it to be like... a set-up. No, no.

I'll tell him the truth. It's a family day out.

Is it bagged? > Of course it is.

It's in 500 euro notes like you asked.

Have you told him where to meet me when he gets to Amsterdam?

Yeah, he knows.

This should be watertight, but if Podsy gets stopped, his money is all he has.

He can say it's not his bag. He's clean.

It doesn't matter what he says, he'll get off. Yeah, I know.

I know YOU know. I want you to make sure HE knows. I said it to him.

He gets his kip and he goes straight to the hotel and meet you there.

Yeah, and if his plane gets delayed, I don't want him coming up to me in the airport or anything.

I don't want him anywhere near me. I told him that.

Did you hear about last night? Aw, don't talk to me.

Go on, get out of here.

I was thinking we should set up a debt collection agency.

Make a packet. Yeah? Yeah.

Call it Repoman, yeah?

What do you think? Nah.

Why not? Small potatoes. Waste of time. Widows and orphans.

Are you driving me to the airport? Doing the big potato run?

What happened to you?

Last night.

Nothing. I can't remember.

The sock came off anyway.

Some English thick was singing. Got the cue ball.

I'll tell you what.

I'll drive, you can drive it back.

Come on.

Alright?

Is Nigel coming? Said he was, yeah.

Ah great! I asked him to come and he won't.

You ask him and he's here in a shot.

When did you get that done?

The day after.

What do you think?

I love it.

I like the Speedos, Nidge.

What's wrong with them? I'm saying I like them.

Is something wrong with them? No, there's nothing wrong with them.

Ah, fuck yous!

I can't believe they let him go. It makes me look like a sap.

Yeah, but what if he didn't do it?

Well, he's been going around town saying that he did do it, hasn't he?

Mouthing off. Yeah.

He's going to be mouthing off again now, isn't he? Yeah.

What's wrong with him?

If you want, I could sort it out.

He won't talk his way out of it with me, so he won't. It'll be done.

I could do it on my own.

It would be the last thing Jimmy Byrne would be expecting now.

Nah, you'd go mouthing off to one of them. I won't, I swear.

You can do it on your own? Piece of piss.

Whack, whack, whack, yeah?

And you'd be out of the country.

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.

You can't beat it. Yeah.

Great view. Yeah.

That's Trish.

Is that Trish? You know it is. No, I don't.

Where am I supposed to look? Somewhere else.

Okay, look over there then.

Now you're looking at Darren's Mary.

Darren, he's looking at your sister.

Where are you going? I'll be back in a minute.

I've been thinking.

If we can start again,

would you?

Darren, it's too late.

But I'm saying if.

If we could start again, do you feel that... Big love?

Yeah.

Is that still there?

I don't know.

Just don't stay with someone you don't love.

I didn't say what I meant to say before. What do you mean?

I mean when you asked me could I love your child as if it was my own,

and I had to think about that.

And what I should have said is what I'm going to say now.

I don't care who the father is.

If it's your child, I will love her like it's my own blood

and love her and fight for her and do everything that you're supposed to do,

because it's not too late.

That's what I wanted to say.

Will you think about it?

Hello? Martin, it's Hugh-bo.

Come here, how much do you owe me? I don't know, but...

I'm not looking for it now. I'm asking how much you still owe me.

I'll have to add it up now.

I'll tell you what. I'll knock a few quid off if you can help me out with something.

Right so, what is it? Ah, you know. Same as before.

I'll call you back later, Martin.

I'm going to go for a sauna. Yeah, sounds like a plan.

Go on. Go on!

I'll look after the kids.

Go on!

This way. C'mon, girls, let's get changed.

We have to get up.

Good boy. Aw, poor thing.

Have a little mouthful. Aw!

Who's that? I'll get it.

No!

Ugh!

Aw, Jesus!

Slow down, will you, Martin? You'll get us arrested.

I can't, I'm pumping.

Looks cool, man.

Wouldn't like to live here but it's alright.

It's like going on holiday.

This used to be the grandfather's.

You know the travellers.

When they died, they often used to like to get burned in the caravan. Jesus, no way!

They'd be laid out in the caravan

and the caravan and everything would be burnt.

So it would be like they'd have a caravan in the next life.

Jesus, that's mad.

How come you didn't burn this one then? Waste of money.

Howya. DARREN: Alright?

Where did you run off to? I was seeing Rosie.

And? Yeah, it's all good, I think. Good.

Did you get me something in the chemist?

Aw, I completely forgot. I'm sorry.

Forget it. No, I'll go.

I asked you already, you didn't get it, forget about it.

Would you not leave your dirty tissues lying around?

Missed.

What did you do that for?

It's unhygienic. Is it, yeah?

There.

What you want, baby I got it...

Jaysus, would you look at this.

He wants to go into the toilet.

Can you not bring him? He wants you to bring him.

Sake!

Howya, Warren. Howya, Siobhan.

What are you doing here? Same as yous.

Does your da know you're out looking like that?

Nigel, will you bring him to the toilet, please?

Hiya, Siobhan. Hiya.

How are you? Yeah, grand.

So are yous going out later on? I don't know. Maybe.

Seeya.

You should check your messages.

What!

I can't believe that right hook you gave your man.

It's the boxing.

It was funny. Martin has a gun.

What does Martin need a gun for, he'll knock the bollix off instead.

Let's get wasted.

It's my house.

Yeah, well done, it's your house.

Well, it IS my house. I can do whatever I want in it.

Yeah, it's your house. So what? Yeah, it IS.

I went to the auctioneers. I bought it.

Where the fuck were you when I was doing all that?

What's wrong with you? There's nothing wrong with me.

I pay the mortgage. It's my house.

Will you stop saying that like some psycho, 'it's my house'.

But it IS my house. It's not yours.

Do you know what? It doesn't matter.

You're right, it isn't my house. I was thinking that myself anyway.

Get out of my way. Where are you going?

I want to get out of your house. Don't push me!

Agh! Don't push me, you little bitch!

Oh!

Come here to me!

- What is it? - It's nothing.

What? I'll be out before teatime.

See ya later, babe.

You're going to have to leave. Are you kicking me out?

I'm getting raided, do you understand?

Get your clothes on.

And don't say this to anyone, yeah? Especially not to Nidge.

He wouldn't mind.

Yes, he would.

You should take a look at this.

> Yeah? John Boy?

I need you to help me out.

Do you have anything for a sick stomach?

You're a fool, Stumpy, you know that?

What did you go and do that for? It was an accident.

Huh.

It's Apartment 6, second floor.

One week.

Do you think she'll be alright?

How would I know? I wasn't there, was I?

Go on.

I said go on.

Hughie man, where are you? Call me back, will you? Alright?

Just give me a call, bro. I need to talk to you.

I said I'd be out. Waste of time, all this.

- He's an animal. - Yeah.

Does Darren know yet? I don't know.

You should ring him. Darren? Ring him and tell him.

Are you not going to ring him? He's probably still in the cop shop.

She could be dead by tomorrow. Look, I don't want to get involved.

My phone is dead anyway.

I'll ring Mary, then.

Where is she now?

Okay.

Did you not read that yet? No.

It says John Boy had Jimmy Byrne shot and that Hughie did it.

Hello, I'm looking for information on a patient there, please.

No, I'm not a relative, I'm a close friend.

It's me. Where are you?

Are you alright? Yeah.

Hughie, listen, don't talk to me about anything on the phone

but it's all good, yeah? Yeah? Yeah, it is.

They questioned me for a bit but they had to let me go

because I did nothing wrong, do you know what I'm saying?

Hughie?

Did you see the paper? Don't mind that bullshit in the papers, Hughie.

That's just coppers stirring it up, spreading shit to their shithead mates in the press.

Are you listening to me?

"Gardai believe that the gang leader may now also kill the man he hired to shoot Byrne."

It's nothing but lies, do you hear me, Hughie?

You're my brother. Yeah, half-brother.

You're my brother, Hughie.

"The gunman, who is a close relative of the gang leader,

"is a volatile drug user

"who will now be regarded by him as a liability." Lies, all lies.

That's what they want, to make you all paranoid.

That's what they want, Hughie. Don't let them win.

Do you want to let them win?

I'll keep my mouth shut, you know that. I'm not a liability.

Hughie, don't be talking to me on the phone. You're my brother.

You're my blood, do you hear me?

You're letting them win if you believe that crap.

You're my brother. How come all this is in the paper then?

Don't be talking to me about this on the phone, yeah?

It's got nothing to do with us unless somebody was talking to somebody, you know?

I'll call you back. Hughie...?

Hughie?

Drink up.

Martin, I thought you said you could drink.

Drink what?

Wakey-wakey, Martin!

Five minutes is all I need.

Can I not get her a message?

I only want to find out if she's okay.

There's nothing I can do about it.

Who were you talking to, you ratting knacker!

You've been nattering to the cops, Martin. Natter, natter, natter. No.

I didn't talk to anyone.

Want some of this, huh? Come on, Martin, let's go party.

Another sock to go back in?

This is your last chance, Martin. Who did you have your natter with?

Nobody, I swear.

Did you tell anybody about the last time, Martin,

when you got the car for me, did you?

Martin?

What are you smiling at?

Martin, did you tell someone, did you? Martin?

Hughie? Hey, bro.

Listen, I kind of fucked up.

Is she going to be okay?

They won't let him in. Why not?

They said only family are allowed.

Will they not even tell him how she is? No. So what's he doing?

He's going to wait until he sees her sister or her mother or someone from the family,

go in with them.

Poor Rosie.

What did you go and do this for?

Sorry.

Sorry.

Yeah? Were you seen? No.

Are you sure?

Yeah? No-one else knows you were here?

Come here.

Will I throw some on Martin?

Take your clothes off.

Put these on. Thanks, bro.

I kind of fucked up before as well. Yeah?

I sort of shot Robbie.

What?

What did you fucking say?

Fucking asshole!

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Did you say that to anyone? No.

Anyone? No.

I might have said 'Robbie was a prick' to different people... sort of. Why?

I don't know, I'm a big mouth. No!

Why did you kill him?

He made a cock of me. Yeah? Yeah, he tried to.

But I wasn't going to let him. So I didn't.

He owed me money from before he was inside

and I kept after it from him and he wasn't giving it back to me.

Sent a text and all. Ignoring me, he was. How much?

How much did he owe you? 300.

300? 300 what?

Euros.

What are you looking at now?

American soldiers getting their heads cut off in Iraq. It's mad.

That's sick!

Well, it's not me doing it.

Did you call Darren yet? I can't find my charger, can I?

It's beside the bed.

I was going to order in. Are you hungry? Yeah.

What would you like, Indian or Thai? Thai.

Newspapers, look at this! Trying to start a gang war, is that what they're at?

Hughie, shut up, will you?

You should take a shower, get rid of all them clothes.

I have another number I want you to call me back on. No.

What do you want to say, Darren? Jimmy Byrne, yeah?

Nothing to do with me, if anyone is listening in there,

but he had it coming to him, didn't he?

You live by the sword, you die by the sword.

He had nothing to do with Robbie. Well, you can believe what you want

but you know yourself he was mouthing off around town about it.

I remember you said that before. Hughie heard that, didn't he?

Yes, he did.

Yeah.