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NORTHERN IRELAND 1974

DECADES OF DISTURBANCE HAVE EXPLODED
INTO ARMED UNION

We will come from there.

Move now, boys.

Children, damn it.

Don't bother, Patrick.

This was missing.

Why did you do that?

Pick it up. Apologize to your brother.

Now is not the time for this.
We're already late.

Come now in hell!

Leave them at that!

Go away, devil!

To the car!

Drive!
-Let go!

GLENN COLM KILLEN ALUE

Jesus after all! Slow down already, damn it!

You're a crooked old bastard, Finbar.

What, Vinny?
- I can see what you're up to.

I can't shoot unless I see them.
Move them back up.

I can't hear the wind.
-Yeah right.

If Constable O'Shea tries to insinuate that
I'm cheating, I'm going to get mad.

If we bet,
it must be a fair game.

Are you going to whine
or lose as usual?

Screw you.
-Let go.

A deceitful bastard.

Thank you.
- Take the ashes out of the nest too.

What are you going to do today?

In addition to feeding the cat and
philosophizing with Gulliver's little people.

I already read "Gulliver's Travels".
Now I am reading Mr. Dostoyevsky. Russian.

I don't know anything about those.
Agatha Christie is my hay.

Where are we going?
- There's a bit of work over here.

Mrs Bailey said
the village's welcome sign has disappeared.

You will see what real work is like.

Properly bruised.

Red-brown.

Burgundy.
-Burgundy?

Yep, burgundy.

Some speed freak
has lost control of the wheel.

Or drunk.
-So. Not a very healthy thing to do.

Are you now looking for a partner in the villages?

So. Won't this
be resolved by the afternoon?

I feel your eyes on my neck.

Trap. Adam would surely
have preferred you to Eve,

if I had seen your garden.

Well, it's good to have a hobby.
- They beautify the home.

I'll put it on the table. Which would be familiar
if you had accepted my invitation to dinner.

How is Brendan?

He doesn't wake up anymore.

He can't wait to die
when there is such a beautiful woman.

The explosion claimed six lives, including
three children. The IRA is suspected of the attack.

But it has not taken responsibility.
You can tell the police about your information.

BANTRY PORT

BANTRY VILLAGE AWARDS

May I have silence?

I can't praise the next person enough.

He has done more
than our village deserves.

He's a real all-rounder, and with a little
encouragement we'll get to hear something.

Bart McGuiness, would you play us a song?

You can't bear to listen to
the old man's insults.

Even my own family puts earplugs in their ears.

Oh, I wish I were Ma

Carrickfergusissa

For the sake of Ballygrand evenings

Then I would go swimming

Over the deepest water

The deepest water
To find love

Well. Get out.

Just shoot here and you'll save yourself the trouble.
- Keep going. Left.

Here is fine.

Two steps to your right.

Start digging.

Where are we?

I'll spend forever here.
I want to know where we are.

in Donegal.

You are in Donegal.
On the other side of the country.

"The Forgotten County". Fits the pattern.

Is this how you live yourself?
- The depth is enough. Get up there.

Polvillesi.

Oh my God!

All these trees...

You've been in a hurry.

Polvillesi.

Hands behind the head.

You get one minute. Say something,
defend yourself. Whatever.

No need to defend yourself here.
I knew this day would come.

It took longer than I thought.

That's a lifetime.

I was quick-tempered when I was young.

I killed my share.

I knew it couldn't be undone.

But one day I decided
not to let it destroy my life.

With some sneer, I pushed
that dark cloud aside.

I found my place in the community again.

I drove what I knew.

This is how it ends with us.

Somewhere in a windswept swamp.

Try to do a little good
before you end up here.

Time is not unlimited.

My days are numbered

Come, you youths

and put me down

Any problems, Kev?
-No.

Are you here, Robert?

Based on your records, you are.
-Are you slow, Kev?

Based on your boots, you are.

You know what a mess
you left behind there.

This Moody Blues single is really good.

I'll borrow this.

Pleasures lure the weak-willed
to premature death.

Who said that? Yeats?

My mother.

Who is it?
- Just me, Mrs. McQue.

Finbar! Robbie said you were coming.
I baked your favorite scones.

Cherry?

I thought it was a raisin.

Raisin skin that.
You know me better than I know myself.

Well, me too.

Do you take them with you?
-I'll take it.

You've never refused.

Good damn morning.

Are they oven-fresh?

Remember the manners.

There she is.
The fastest man in the west.

Note that he is from Dublin.
-Today's youth...

How's it going?
-How about you?

Thank you.
-A new addition to the collection?

I received payment from the O'Reilly clan.

Painted by some Mexican.

Apparently a big outcry in America.

And much more valuable than my debt.

Too bad you can't sell it
back to the rightful owner.

I'm hearing about it.
The gig should be known in a week.

Give it to the boy.

Gig. Give all the gigs to him.

There has been a bit of thinking here.

Just bad decisions
after Margaret died.

I think there is more to it than this.
I want people to know that.

What do you so badly
want to show the world?

You can't do anything else.

I could garden.

A garden?
-So.

So you're going to abandon me
and leave me to the mercy of that outcast?

Thank you.

Will you miss me?

Like a hole in the head.

Want some seeds?
-Yes, Pat, seeds.

You don't usually buy seeds.

Not this before.

Are you sure now?
-Do you have them or not?

Well yeah. Here they are.

Broad beans, cabbage,
carrots and more.

I was thinking of starting my own garden.
A few poplars -

and maybe the gold whip
you have over there.

Goldilocks is a weed, Finbar.

I didn't even know that.
I could use a teacher.

Is it good?
-Which is better, food or company?

Was your wife a good cook?
Wasn't she Margaret?

It was.

Sorry, it wasn't...
-Nothing here.

It's only been a while
since I heard his name.

Margaret.

Always trying something new.
He baked bread once, it's been a while.

Added apple and nuts to the dough.

A little cinnamon too.

I had never tasted anything like it.
-Sounds good.

No, it was horrible.
Like I said, I hadn't tasted anything like it.

And luckily I didn't have to anymore.

Was it in Dublin?

It was. I passed by his
bookstore every day.

On the way to the factory.
He loved those books of his.

Made me read too.

I wish I had met him.

He was too good for me. Like you.

I will come very soon.

How is Moya?

If you hook a fish,
be careful not to cut your hand on the line.

Use this.

Just like that.

Hoping to catch a goldfish?
You can christen it Goldie.

Fish don't care about people.

Isävainaa said that you shouldn't love
those who don't respond to love.

A very good rule.
- Gotta get fish on the dining table.

Now grab it.

Let out a little line.

Oh no.

Moya, it's nothing. Moya!

THE CREATOR IS HERE
TO PROTECT YOU!

Hey, Pat.

Everything okay, Sinéad?
- Fun to see on such a lively evening.

Hello Catherine.
-Hello, Finbar. He's having a blast today.

That old perhana. I guess not anyway.

Yes. And on my only night off.

Beer for the drunkard
and pear cider for the wife.

A little whiskey for me.

It's in the money. How
can a bookseller afford this?

I beat you all the time.

Have you caught that prankster?

It was not a very fruitful working day.
But I will get him.

Of course.

Can I get water?
- The violin sounds great.

Thank you friend. Old as heaven,
but still makes a sound.

Do you say so too? Old as heaven?
-We call it lute.

Thank you.

What brought you here?

A long time ago, an Irishman came to my village.
He played the most beautiful song I've ever heard.

He left before I could learn it,
so I had to come here.

Don't you miss your home?

I don't miss fights and blood.

I saw your daughter on Moya Bridge.
I fished for dinner.

Sounds like Moya. Hard to get by.

We are like ships in the night,
I'm always at work.

Don't be too hard on him.
-How come?

The food box fell into the water.

What?
- It was my fault. I disturbed him.

Clear. Thank you for the warning.

Watch my feet.
- It's been a while.

I recognize that look.

Where is the trip?

You're not going to run away because of the lunch box, are you?

I told your mother
it was my fault.

He will miss you alone
if you ride your way.

You are brave indeed.
Horses hate the dark.

They are scared to death of
rabbit holes and rabbits.

Better to run away in the daylight.

There will be no unpleasant surprises.

But of course you decide.

Do you still live in a caravan?
-Yeah. The house will never be finished.

You can go now.

What?
- You can go now.

No. The gentleman escorts
the lady all the way to the door.

No need!
-Moya, what the hell?

Where have you been?
You're starving here.

Who's that?
-Gentleman.

So like your Uncle Curtis?
- You are not my uncle.

Watch your tongue!

Ladies.

Difficult cases.

Jaha, the tramp returned from his travels.

It's about time.
- I came as soon as I could.

What the hell is this?

Apples?
- Nothing else came off.

You were gone for two hours
and you bring apples. What's wrong with you?

Hey! Shut up, damn it.
-How can that fool be your brother?

You don't even sound alike.

None of your business.

What exactly were you doing?

I was just waiting in the trailer for Moya.
- You don't have to sit there.

Get what we need
and come back. Is it clear?

Head head.

Jesus. Then Finbar.

Thank you.

Be careful, it's heavy.
-Does the tea taste good?

No thanks.

How is Moya?

What do you have in it?
-Nothing.

Shall I ask your mother then?
-No, don't ask him!

Show.

Show now.

Where did you find it?

Did you get it from your uncle?
- He's not my uncle.

Why did he give it to you?

Is it somehow related to your bruising?

Moya?

Has something happened
that you don't want to tell me about?

Is there?

Moya!

The gentleman is here again.

Good morning, Sinéad.

Good morning, Moya.

I hope you're not going to vocode Sinéad?
He's too young for you.

Shut up, Curtis.

Never mind, Finbar. He's an asshole.

I'm not even allowed to talk to the locals?

We are friends here.

Isn't it?

Looks good now.

Naku swimming makes you hungry.

Take them with you.
I'll bring more tonight after work.

I'm going crazy over there.
I just miss some company.

I smell shit.

See you, princess!

An old friend?
-Friends are chosen by yourself.

You can't choose relatives.

She is...

My brother married his sister.
And immediately went to die.

I'm just waiting to get off him.

Didn't you want to stop?

Give it to Kevin. I pay.
-Are you crazy? There.

Local?
Do you want blue anemones after you?

He's not from here. The name is Curtis...

Whatever. Not in your own nest.

Besides, he may belong to the IRA.
You can run away from them for the rest of your life.

So let him hurt the girl?

You don't even know what he's done.
- I know. I saw it from the girl's eyes.

This is a message to him to shut up.
Only a child, Robert!

Leave an anonymous tip to the police.

The girl won't tell them.
She is scared to death of the man.

And the man doesn't stop.
He moves on to the next victim.

I know what I said about killing.
But this is a different matter.

I don't want to get involved in this, Finbar.
I'm not involved.

Did you go for a walk in your shoes?
- So you can talk.

When I'm not listening.

Want a ride to Sinéad's?
-Why not.

Are you on vacation?

A real vacation.

I could be in Mallorca,
but I'm stuck in the world's anus.

There are cigarettes in the drawer.
The matches are on the floor.

The road never looks
the same on the way back.

Because giants created these hills.
- Or just like that.

This land was
once ruled by the Fomorians.

Divine seafarers.
Enslaved the people, ate the children.

And I dare to shoot here.
-Do you hunt?

If
shooting bucks and hares is called hunting.

What gun do you have?
- Rihlaton. AH Fox.

Teddy Roosevelt called
it the best weapon of all time.

Do you want to see?

I had a Remington 17
before acquiring this gem.

It wasn't as sleek
and solid as this one.

Isn't it great? Do you want to hold?

Jesus anyway.

Satan.

What have I done to you?

Little Moya, that shit too.

Oh god. I'm getting out of here.
You will never see me again.

Oh my gosh...

You...

You are a dead man!

Fucking...

Vikkela redhead.

Why did he have a knife?
Does everyone have it these days?

I don't know about the tattoos of today's youth.
-What are you doing here?

Robert said to keep an eye on you.

Or did he order?
-Yeah.

In that case...

I like bingo.

Wright has a round in the evening.
You pay my bet.

And a beer or two.

A cross, after all.

I'm starting to understand why
they complain so much.

One guy
was digging at a normal pace.

But he knew
there would be a pick-up when he quit.

So he didn't stop.
Probably dug three meters deep.

Hands with blisters the size of plums.
Fiji would have ended up going that way.

I was just flirting.
- Everything is just a joke to you.

Still in these jobs.
-As my father used to say:

get a job you love.

And the next number is 53.

That's it, Finbar. From yesterday.
-Sinéad, you don't have to.

Can I too?
- Don't you have a porter, Kevin?

There's a lot of fun to it.

I remember one
that I once left in the forest.

Same game, 34!
-Woman?

So.

Are calmer than men, aren't they?

They want to die with dignity.
-Oh my God.

What? Have you never...

I don't. There are
enough cruel men in the world.

He was cruel. Cruelly pretty.

I did cry a little late.
-Bingo!

Satan.

You don't seem to be very well.

The best speaker.

I put money into savings.
But your killing spree is psychotic.

Listen, you little shit.

Killing is no
laughing matter to me. And I leave those things.

If I can hear you laughing
at someone's last tears...

...I'll beat you
with my old man's hands.

How many people have you killed?

Curtis, come on already.

Conan plays his mouth again.

When our father was murdered,
Curtis was playing footy.

That asshole wasn't bad at all.

I'll never forget
when I told you about it.

He just sat and looked at me.
Couldn't figure it out.

He grew up in Belfast
and I grew up with my mother in the south.

His world was turned upside down.

And I
always promised to look after him.

Conan says to fade away.

Even to France or somewhere.
- I'm not leaving without my brother.

Probably just stayed
for a drink at a private event.

You know him.

If he doesn't know how to become invisible,
then he won't stay to drink.

Do you think I'm stupid?

You don't go anywhere without Curtis.

He took the hats, Doireann.
Probably on the way home.

He will die at home, like all of us.
- I know.

"Curtis June and Doireann McCann."

We're screwed because of you. I knew it.

We got those dicks.
-What about the children who died with it?

You can't predict that.

But you stayed on that show. Me
and Séamus could only see the back of their heads.

I saw Doireanne's back at night.

Satan!
I was just trying to lighten the mood.

Where is the trip?
- I was looking for the one that had to stay low.

Does too good a job.

If you want to leave, that's all.
There's no need to wait for hales in Belfast.

Curtis!

Curtis?

What are you doing in the house, Doireann?

Did Curtis say where he was going?
- We didn't see yesterday.

Has he disappeared?

Thank God.

Shouldn't have let
you back into my life.

Go pack it.

Don't you dare talk to me like that.
Otherwise I'll rip your tongue out.

Maybe the cops caught it.
They're after your other thugs too.

I will fight for a free Ireland.
Applies to you too, that cow too.

Better start showing some respect.

What he said?

Nothing. Nothing.

Mum!

He didn't say anything.
I'm not stupid. I'm reading a newspaper.

It's okay, honey.

He went swimming almost every day.
Maybe that shit drowned.

Oh my God.
Will you never grow old?

Yes, he learned to shoot at the front.
- So why don't you?

I was among the last invited.
I escaped the worst horrors of war.

For me, the liberation of France was
just a hosing around.

Were you also mocked after the war?
- Well, at least not praised.

I wanted to put the Nazis in the camp,
even with the English.

That's why I became a police officer.
I can tell right from wrong.

And now the police are really needed,
with the situation in Northern Ireland being what it is.

I have seen battles
as the needs of one lifetime.

Just like that.

Has anyone seen him?
-Nobody.

So he could be in Belfast?
-Then I kicked him back to you.

The security police may be after us.
-Of course not.

Now smell the shit. Name someone here
who might know something.

Where are you?
Glencol, or what was that?

I guess so. Best to hide in a place
whose name you can't pronounce.

There is an old contact,
freelancer. Is there a pen?

On.

Hell.

No. Stay here.

Robert McQue?
-Can't you knock?

Bad habit.

Your colleague did not explain
the nature of the matter very precisely.

I guess you were afraid of eavesdropping.

Paranoid times.

I have a friend lost.
And in the underworld shadows are known.

That was good.

What is this friend's name?

Curtis. Curtis June.

Quite a strange name. June?
- Yes, June.

Is that an abbreviation?
-What?

June.

Is June some fucking abbreviation?
Same as the month June.

I haven't heard of that before.

He is red-headed, tall and thin.

No jingling bells.

The bandits of Inishwest
may have heard something. Try it from there.

I have to clean up this mess.
You'll probably find out.

That's fine.

I said...
-I heard. You are a meter away.

Is he dead?

Absolutely sure.

I have nothing to do with it!
- Then who?

Tell me or I'll shoot your brains out!
- Put it away.

I won't risk my life for him.

I told you not to do it.
-Who?

Finbaria.

Finbar Murphy.

Our ways have parted.
He is no longer on my payroll.

Who ordered the gig?
-Ask her.

Where he lives?
-I do not know.

Now I would appreciate it if you could…

Robbie?

Robbie?

Robbie is no longer here.
-Where is he?

I shot him.

You can believe he was begging for it.
No offense.

What's your name?
-Josie.

You have a beautiful voice, Josie.
You probably haven't done anything.

But you can't see my face now.

So.
-So.

Go to the bedroom, lock the door,
and don't come out until I leave.

Robbie doesn't move anymore.

Put it away.

Look at this.

Blood money.
-A real massacre.

Thanks again, Rita.
-Wait a little.

I can teach you things,
but I can't remember everything. Books help.

It's going well.
-Let's try. Nights.

Nights.

Robert.

Finbar...
-Mrs McQue.

Thank you for coming.
-Finbar?

Finbar...
-No, Mrs. McQue. Don't come here.

Robbie was a good man.

And damn it was.

In its own way, it was.

Did you see who it was?
- It was a woman. I did not see.

But he talked to Robbie.
Look for someone Curtis.

That sly kid?
He needs a shovel.

We can't stay here.

Good. I hate waiting.
- Take some gas with you.

Go to the kitchen.
-Alright.

I take care of this.

In small places, everyone knows each other.
-But why do I have to do that?

Because you always look lost. Go on.

Evenings.

I came to visit my uncle,
but I got lost.

You wouldn't happen to know Finbar Murphy?

Finbar? I know him.

Lives near there.

Oh damn it.

Evening, Constable.
-Evening.

Do I fill up the tank?
-Put it on.

Have you seen that guy before?

I'm not.

Find his uncle Finbar.
- Finbaria?

He has never
talked about the nephew.

Finbar...
-I'm really sorry.

I can't believe this is true.

Call the police after we're gone.

All right, I'll call.

Look at this.

Fine.

How did they find Robbie?

Maybe he asked about Curtis
from his network after you left.

I'll wait outside. How long will it take?

Drive there.

Did you see anything odd?

There is someone in my house.

This means I am unemployed.

Robert used me
but treated me well.

Were you friends?

We had something in common. Secrets.

Have you run away from home?

If home is just crap
without love, there's no escaping it.

Rather, I ran away.

One night I got into a fight
in a pub. In the end I was victorious.

Robert was there.

He offered beer and £30
if I would take care of one guy.

I didn't know he could get 130,
but that's how Robert was.

Too easy money.

I fell off the bills a long time ago.

How many have I killed.

The war made me
a completely different person.

When I got home
I learned that Margaret had died,

and with that went
the rest of my old self.

Then I ran into Robert.

Like you said, it was too easy.

Satan's old people with raisins.

When he still can't be seen...

Must be out there watching us.

Let's give him something to watch then.

Oh for god's sake.

Go back inside, Rita. Please.

You must be a nosy fucking neighbor.

It's best to only mind your own business.

Do you know Finbar?

It has not been a pleasure to meet you.
But there is still.

Mr. Murphy has done
something unforgivable.

What are you doing?
- I'll kill him.

We don't have the upper hand.
-Exaggeration? Is that how they talk on the front?

Put it away. Rita can be hit.

It's lonely here.

Especially for
such a frail old man.

If you see your friend,
you can say hello to them.

I say greetings from the bottom of my mouth.

Tee yourself.

There is a cruel mime in it.

Conan!

Tule!

Oh dear.

Grab your feet.

Go ahead.

Another house down from the intersection.
Lots of flowers in the yard.

Who did I talk to?

It doesn't matter, for God's sake.
You are a doctor, he needs help.

Here we are.

Home Sweet Home.

There. Good boy.

There are valuables here.
No wonder you need bingo money.

Maybe I just wanted company.

Can you call?
- Just a couple of chords.

I have taught myself.

I will make my own record one day.

Maybe in California
if I can save up the travel money.

It seems to be somehow free there.

They enjoy life.

THE BELFAST BOMB

The match begins.
- Let's go then.

I don't remember you buying the magazine.
- I don't remember you being okay.

THIRD BOMBING SUSPECT

Hello, Pat.
-Hello.

A box of Gold, please.

Finbar!

The man in the parka must have been a recluse.
Never visited the villages.

Went by the name Robert McQue.

Did you know him?
- I don't.

The lady of the house said the killer was
a woman. There are no heads or tails here.

I thought that
the roadside sign might have something to do with it.

The police are coming from Dublin.
There is no part or lot left for me.

By the way, you haven't mentioned
that you have a nephew.

Nice boy. But I don't see him often.

Can you drop me off at Sinéad's?
- Hop on board.

Thanks for the ride, Vinny.

As long as you don't start freaking out.
I must not favor anyone.

Start going.

On!

"Stay low. Don't show off."
And you go to watch the match.

He is coming here.

Calves. Those devils are everywhere.

Not a good picture of you.
-That was it. Gotta fade away.

Not yet.
-Anyone can recognize us.

Curtis is dead.
Now try to care a little.

Long ball, Gerry!

Let's burn down the guy's house in revenge.
Then we start a new life abroad.

Are you all messed up?
Would we leave Ireland?

So what's the point?
- We would survive.

So the others died in vain?
- Just so that everything calms down.

Am I the only one
who understands what we are fighting for?

We, the devil, do not take the source.

Someone hired Murphy to kill Curtis.
Let's find out who.

That old lady, the merchant.
Someone knows where he is.

I'll make them talk.

I'm looking for the bathroom.
In the meantime, try to come up with something.

Finbar!

Hassan.
-My biggest fan.

You are still cornered. What do you say?

They look so bloodthirsty.
I don't know which one is better.

Hi Sinéad.
-How are you, Finbar?

Not bad. How about Moya?
-He's here somewhere.

Do your own thing again. He's doing well.

We're fine.
-Good. See you.

See you tonight?
-Yeah.

Finbar Murphy?

Dorian McCann?

It is pronounced "Doireann".

I've only seen it in print.
You can see it everywhere.

Tell me who ordered the murder.
Otherwise you will die in that place.

We've killed each other's friends.
Let's agree to be smooth.

Go away from here.
-It doesn't drag. Fuck you.

I killed the murderer,
Curtis was my brother.

Then surely you knew
about his tendencies.

Tell me who it was.
- Cool now.

Alright. I can bring him to you.

And he just leaves with you like that?

I brought my brother along too.

See you here at eight.
Don't tell anyone.

And damn berries. Do you think I'm stupid?

See you at that pub.

Alright.
-Just like that.

The people in the village don't know you as a murderer,
so don't try anything.

Don't
attack anyone else here.

Please show up.
Otherwise, that pub will blow up.

If something happens to us,
worse people than me will come after you.

They are closely monitoring this village.
That nosy neighbor of yours...

No one is safe.

Fucking asshole!

You drop my pistol
and go your separate ways.

You are in a fatal mood.
- I found the leader.

He did not agree to a truce. So
there are no options. He must die.

A lot.
-How did you plan to do it?

I'll do it publicly.
Those who seek revenge will come after me.

The village can be left alone.
You can go, I can do without you.

No pulling, mate.

If Finbar Murphy goes to war,
I won't miss out on the fun!

Good boy.

Head head.

Moya, a little gift for you.

Do you want it for yourself?
-What is the name of it?

I haven't become cross about it.
What do you say?

Looks like Sean.
-Yeah.

Take good care of it. It's good
to love, even if it hurts.

It takes being human.

Bye, Sean.

You want an audience.
-I'll meet them inside.

Tell them the guy is in the backyard.
- I'll wait there. That's a plus for us.

Do you see? I listened.

No. I have my own upper hand.

Go now. Take this.

There is a shell in the glove box.
Give it to Robert's mother.

You can keep the rest.

How come? We agreed...
-We didn't agree on anything.

Your share ends there.
This is my fight.

Take that money as a gift from me.

So you don't have to use that anymore.
You're young, come up with something else.

Go to California.
No need to become a saint.

But don't waste your life.

Nobody has ever
given me anything.

My advice is worth more than money.
Trust me on that.

Go now.

You're a freak today.
-I have an old heart.

But a young soul. We're sitting over there.

You can stalk people anywhere here.

He didn't try anything on the field.
There were too many people.

I'm going to take a peek.
Conan, you bring the briefcase.

Why her?
- Because you can't shoot.

Because you didn't help
me find Curtis.

And why the hell am I saying that!

Alright.
- Just keep the car running.

If something happens, you turn
on the timer and then we disappear.

Come on, you devils.
- There is half a village there.

And some will definitely be ready
to report us.

I was hoping for a quieter evening
so I could hit the story.

How is the Russian book progressing?
- I haven't finished reading yet.

You would definitely like it.
-Does it have murder puzzles?

Is. A sharp police officer investigates the murder.

His name is Porphyry.

He is desperately searching for the truth.

He makes the suspect realize
how isolation is destroying him.

How much it eats at him.

Makes you understand that
only he himself can put an end to it.

So the police are sensitive?

Reminds you.

Will she make the man tick?
-I do not know.

Is your nephew coming here?
Or did he leave?

You're not a bookseller.
Or what?

What do you really do?

You don't want to know, Vinny.

If there is anything to tell, I could help.

You can't, Vinny.

Oh my God! Moya, hurry home.

Where do we go now?
-You can't be here.

I can be here.
- Not today.

I just want to introduce Sean.

Not today. Sean gets to see
his mother again. Hurry home now.

CONGRATULATIONS

Quite a crowd today.
-That's right.

What about your companion? Didn't do tricks.
-They are nearby.

Now bring that asshole to us
and you can get back to the fun.

Let's go to the backyard about this noise.
-If you move, I'll shoot.

Alright. It was me.
-Some songs fill the heart with joy.

What?
-Music.

You will want to grab the nearest
girl and lick her.

Is that how women are hit here?
-How am I doing?

Am I a little too mature for you?

Any willing woman
is welcome, Doireann.

I appreciate your gesture, Finbar.

But a saint must first sin.
-Is that him?

Take it easy. I said it was me.
- Of course it was me.

Now if we go to the backyard...

Satan!

Oh god.

It's mine, asshole.

That mother-in-law shot me!

Tule.

I'm still here, Doireann!

Jeez. Why the hell did you have to come back?

Hasan, stay on the ground.

Your money is in my car.

I think you'll get to California before me.

finbar...

Are you looking for a rescuer?

I don't need saving.

I did what I did.

And I had my reasons. Lord knows that.

You can't judge me.

I didn't come to judge.

We all have our reasons.

Just shoot away.

You're on your way. Ask for an arrangement.

My brother...

...is all alone.

I see you can get to him.

They didn't get you.

Rita, I'm so sorry.
- It's all right, Finbar.

You never asked my profession.

Should have?

Nothing grew.
Should have started years ago.

No, keep it.

Maybe you'll try again sometime.

Goodbye, Rita. Take care of yourself.

DOSTOYEVSKY
"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT"

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