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How are you?

How long do you have?

Another three months.

When you get out--

Anto feels very guilty.

He's still
your best friend.

I need you to tell him
that you think it's okay
about me and him.

Is this a joke?

No. He can't relax.

Here.

I want to give you this.

Will you tell him
it's okay?

This is your team,

and we are going to win
the league this year.

Look at the prizes,
for fuck's sake.

Now, you know the score.
Tickets, five for a pound.

You can get them
from me...

or at the bar.

You okay?

Oh, yes.
A bit tired.

Just a bit.
You know?

- Did Anto-- Was he--
- He was cool.

Have you spoken to him?

I haven't spoken
to him yet, no.

- You going to?
- Yeah.

Who's that with him
over there?

That's Johnner
and Bunny Kelly.

Used to live around
the corner from me.

I'll never forget
one Sunday morning.
He had a row with his granddad.

His granddad, now.
He stuck him in the bin.

Everyone was afraid to pull him
out. The man was in the bin
for an hour and a half.

'Course Anto thinks
they're great.

- You go over to him?
- Yeah.

Um,

I don't want this.

- I don't want it either.
- No. It's yours.

Whatever about
you and Anto,

that's nothing to do
with you and me.

So you keep it.

I want you to keep it.

Is that cider?

Yeah. Have you not
got a drink yet?

No. I'm gonna
get one now.

Let me get this one.

You go and talk
to Anto.

Okay.

It's a free thing.
Somebody warned me.

And it was
my personal responsibility
to give him that money.

I'm not particularly fuckin'
interested in listening...

to your financial, uh--
You know?

That's the story, Johnner.
I just can't get it.

Well, in my
view of it, that's not
gonna satisfy anybody.

You're not even makin'
a fuckin' effort, you know?

What you want to get
is someone to help.

You look like
a dozy bollocks.

What can I do?
You can get this
for a start.

And then we'll take it
from there, eh?

Hello. Can I
help you there, pal?

How are youse, lads?
There's a thing
with Anto, Git.

We gotta take care of it.
He'll be out to youse
in a minute.

It's just, you know,
he's wanted now.

He has to do
the raffle.

Excuse me.
Would you fuck off, please?
Thank you.

Don't want to have
to put you out, Git.

I can't go without him.

I mean,
I just can't do it.

Steo.

- There's a lot
of people outside.
- They know better.

- I'm puttin' you out, Git.
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- Okay?
- Jesus, Steo!

Come on.

Sorry about this,
ya know?

I'd never played before.

I thought, you know,
I'll bring 50 quid.

If we lose it,
we lose it, ya know.

But that's it, like.

I won't come back.

All of a sudden
I'm ahead, ya know?

Then you lose a bit,
win a bit,

lose a bit,
borrow a bit.

Next thing I know,
I'm trying to pay
the whole thing off.

It never got heavy
like that before.

Swear to God,
you saved me in there.

Just leave it to me.
I'll explain everything,
okay?

Okay?

I remember
when I was your age.

I was probably
worse than you.

I was a little bollocks.

I was the one knacker
you didn't want
to come near.

Forget it.

Forget about it.

But I was never stupid.

And you've been
very fuckin' stupid.

He made a mistake, Mr. French.
He didn't know the score.

Anto, I appreciate
what you're doing.

And you're shittin'
your pants.

And you don't know
what's gonna happen,

and that's probably
good sense.

But at the end of the day,
you're an arsehole,

and you're the last person
I'm gonna listen to,
so shut up.

Because if I think you're
gettin' a smart mouth,
I'll kick your head in.

Now, you.
I'm talkin' to you,

Rocky Five.

Look at his face.

If you don't look
at him, I'll break
your fuckin' legs.

He's lost the eye.

You've destroyed
his face.

What kind of horrible,
ugly, desperate bitch...

is he gonna
end up with?

He'll be lucky if some Arab
lets him finger his dog's arse
for a fiver.

You like that, do ya?

It's just, you know,

the way you said it
was funny.

Steo.

Bring him inside.

And put Sky Sports
on out.

I'm sorry.
I won't say anything.

I'm finished with you
anyway.

This is between
him and me now.

I'll wait for you.

Now, by rights, and normally,

there is no fucking way
I'd be sitting here
even discussing this.

I would have had
your eye.

He's my wife's
sister's boy.

I think he's useless,

but I can't have this.

I can't have the Mulligans
hanging out of me bollocks,

tryin' to get me
to do something.

Do you know who
Frank Grogan is?

No.
Old associate
of mine.

He was down in Cork,
doing a deal for me.

Johnner was
supposed to go down
and pick up the money,

but obviously he couldn't
because he can't even see now.

I would have had
another fella do it,

but he's doing eight months
for contempt.

And that Steo's useless.

Grogan hasn't got
in touch with me.

Reckon he's panicked.
Think's something's up.

I need someone
to go down, find him,
bring the money back.

Mr. French,
I'm only out of prison.

It's very difficult
for me to get involved
in something like this.

There won't be
any problems.

All I want you to do
is pick someone up...

at 3:00 in Gort
and take him down
to Grogan.

Friendly face.

Help him out.
Reassure him.

Johnner handled it
very badly.

And this is what
I need you to do
to make it right.

Jesus, Mr. French,
I'd like to help and
get this all out of the way,

but it was an accident.

If you don't want
to do it, don't.

Just give me �25,000
and I won't be
out of pocket.

This is details
of where Frank has been
for the last few days.

Keep the photo.

I'll see if Anto
can get us a car.

I think Anto
should stay here.

What, here here?

- Don't worry.
You've got company.
- Who?

Bunny Kelly?
Kelly's a good man.

I don't think
you'll have any problems.

Bit of cooperation.
He fucks up,
it's your fault.

You fuck up,
it's his.

That way I don't
have to go around
trusting everybody.

I've just gotta
nip in here for a sec.

Shit.

Look, this is stupid.

Number one,
I can see you.

Number two, you're moving.

And three,
I know you're in there.

I can see you.
You're behind
the whatchamacallit.

I can see you.
Are you gonna let me in?

I can't talk
through this.

Hello, Mr. Kelly.

How are youse?

Teresa!

Do you know who
this friendly face is?
No.

- Do you know Grogan?
- I know of him.

- It says here he was staying
in the Glenwood Hotel.
- Okay.

But that's out of the picture.
I mean, there's no way he's
gonna still be there.

I don't know.
If that's where
he's staying.

But if he doesn't know
what's going on, he'll be
moving around, you know?

Ah, that's one theory.

Why would he stay
in the same place?

Why wouldn't he?

He'd want to keep
the head down.

He doesn't know
what's after happening.

He's an old-time fella.
I'd say he'd be calm
about the whole thing.

Yeah, I'm not saying
the man's not calm.

I'm saying he's not gonna
stay where any idiot
can find him.

- I know what you're saying, but
what are you basing this on?
- What do you mean?

- I mean, what are you
basing your opinion on?
- Because it's what I'd do.

Yeah, but you're not him,
are you?

Now, I'm not
saying anything.
Don't get me wrong.

This is not about you.
I don't know you.

So I have to go
on what I do know.
What do you mean?

- Well, I mean,
you're a young guy.
- Yeah, all right.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not
blaming you for your opinions.
If that's what you'd do, fine.

But there's more experience on
my side that might help us get
the job done that bit quicker.

- So what do you want to do?
- I want to--

I think I want to see
when we get there.
Do you know what I mean?

- See when we get there?
- That's the plan.

Get me some fags,
will ya?

And something to eat.

What are you waiting for?

Hello. How are you?

How's it going?
Not too bad a day now.

No.

These, these...

and, uh, 20 Carrolls,
please.

- And whatever
that is out there.

- He hasn't put
anything in yet.
- What?

Shit.
What's the story?

What's it look like?

It looks like
you stole this car.
Yeah.

You go on in and get the smokes.
I'll have this off in a minute.

He's only waiting
on this.

Yeah, well, it's not helping
anybody, you standing there
looking at me,

keeping the pressure on,
now, is it?

I'm not trying to put
pressure on you.
Just, he's looking.

Any second now
he's gonna twig
that this is not our car.

Do you ever remember
when you were young?

You could never do anything
right when somebody was
looking at you.

What?
Press in here.

Where?
Here.
Round the rim.

Hard. Aye.

That's it.
You fill that up.

- What are you doing?
- Come in and give us
a hand.

- Where's your man?
- He's down here.

- Aw, fuck!
- Here. Take that.
Come on, take it!

Cover him.

Where are you going?

Oh, bollocks.

- Look, if you move,
I'll kill you.
- Mm.

Had to get the video.

He clocked us
messing with the cap.

He knew the car
was hot.

He'd have shopped us
in a minute.

I had to do it.

Had to be done.

Did you have
to rob the place?

Have to dump the car.

Could we not have waited
till the next town, no?

Nah.

Fuck that.

Stay too long on that road,
what are you gonna do?

Cops see you,
you're a snared rabbit.

I don't want to hear it.

I just--
I don't even want
to hear it!

Try it now.

You don't know anything
about engines, do you?

- Afraid not. No.
- Okay, well, you're
gonna have to push her.

- Excuse me?
- Come on, we don't
have all day.

Yeah, well, you know,
I'll tell you what.

I probably wouldn't
do it properly.

You know what I mean?
I'd probably only
fuck it up.

So why don't you
push the fucking car?

Can you get
that heater on?

Oh-- Oh, Jesus!
It's disgusting!
Turn it off!

Will you turn it off!

Not my fault.

- We're gonna miss this guy.
- Who?

- The friendly face.
- "Friendly face."

Oh, for fuck's sake!

- Is there any
chocolate left?
- No.

- Is there none left?
- I don't eat chocolate.

Well, I have to eat it.

I've a little condition.

Where is it?

Straight across.

Jesus!

Bunny! Bunny!

What are you doing?

- I can't feel the bottom.
- For fuck's sake.

I'm gonna ruin me shoes.

Hello?

"Couldn't wait
anymore."
Is that it?

We fucked this up.
Fuckin' car.

Don't worry about it.
We'll get Grogan.
We don't need this twat.

But I'll tell you something.

Blaming people isn't worth
the paper it's written on.

What are you talking about?
How are we gonna get him?

- We'll get him.
- We need the friendly face.

Bunny! We need
the friendly face!

I'm getting a bit tired
of hearing about
this friendly fucking face.

Why don't you use your
initiative and stop acting
like a fucking baby.

If we mess this up,
Tom French is gonna eat us.

No guts,
no black pudding.

I think you know
what I'm talking about.

That's not an argument!

Stay here
and be a boy, then.

The men are getting
in the car.

He checked out yesterday.

Gotta start somewhere.

That's the first rule.

There's the pub
he drinks in.

The Black and Amber.

"The Black and Amber."

- Black and Amber.

You're not coming in?

Let's not draw loads
of attention to ourselves...

like a bunch of fucking
monkeys, all right?

I'll see you when
you've finished wasting
all our fucking time.

I'm gonna get a room.
Long drive.

Pint of Guinness,
please.

I don't know
if you can help me.

I'm looking for a friend.
I was supposed to meet him
in here a couple of days ago.

Just wondering
if you'd seen him.

He's the one
on the left...

with the thing
on his face.

Was he in?

That's 1.78.

- When was he in?
- A few days ago.

A few days ago, eh?
Do you know where he is?

Did he leave a message?

There'll be somebody
down to you now.
Who?

Someone who can help you.

Trouble in mind

I'm blue

You looking for Frank?

But I won't be blue
all day

Do you know
where he is?
He's in here.

He's here?
Yeah.

Come on.
He's waiting for you.

In my back door someday

Trouble in mind

It's true

I've almost lost my mind

Life ain't worth livin'

Feel like I could die

If it's not right,

we should do it again now.

You'll never get it
right later.
Go again.

These fuckers
must have Grogan.

We're gonna have
to try and find him.

We could tip off the guards.
They must have dislodged
your brain, did they?

We get the guards involved here
and drag Tom French into this,
he'll go fuckin' spare.

Whatever you owe him,

it'll be like nothin'
when he's finished
with you.

No. We're gonna
have to do this.

How's that?

This might sound mad,

but I think you
look better now
than you used to.

You know what I mean?

Here.

Saw you didn't have one.

I didn't get time
to pick one up.

How much do I owe you?

You get me next time.

What's your story,
you and French?

It suits me to do this.

What is it?
Debt?

Yeah. A debt.

Yeah?

Is that him?
Mm-hmm.

Aye, aye.

Bunny!

Jesus!

- Cool it. It's me.
- What are you doing?

I had to make sure
it was you.

You ever use one
before?
No. Never.

Know anything
about them?

Right. What were you
in prison for?

Indecent exposure.

- Were you?
- No, I wasn't.

Come on, show us.
Here.

Take it.
Heavier than you thought
it was going to be, eh?

Fuckin' right.
All right now, it's not
loaded, so it's safe.

But when it is loaded you can't
be too careful, so we always
leave one chamber empty.

Look, the holes
where the bullets go,
they're called chambers.

Right? Now I'm
gonna load it.
Right.

Now, you push this forward,
this comes out.

Now we can put the bullets in.
I'm only putting in
five bullets.

- The gun takes six.
- A six-shooter.

Correct.

Now, you see, one
of the chambers is empty.

And this is the one
we leave under
the hammer.

So when we close the gun--

See? This is
the hammer.

This is what hits the bullet
and the gun goes off.

So what it is, is,
if the gun gets jostled,

we don't leave a bullet
in that chamber.

The hammer is
on an empty chamber.
Right.

Now, when you
pull the trigger
back like this,

this bit goes around,
and now we have a chamber
with a bullet in it.

See?
The gun is cocked.
Ready to fire.

- And the thing goes round.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Now, that's an old gun.
It's in good nick,
but it is an old gun.

It's been around,
so you don't want
to get caught with it.

- You'll be done for nearly
every job since 1977.
- I was six.

So?
Ah, but seriously, like,

every time you fire it,
it does become
more identifiable.

So, to make it
worth my while keepin' it,
every time you fire it...

you owe me, say,
100 quid.

- It's not part of the job.
- The job? No way, son.
Independent operators.

Best way not
to get involved.

Nothing like a financial
arrangement to help keep
that bit of distance.

That's the way.
Now show me how
you're gonna use it.

What, shoot it?

No, use it. Come on.
You're going in
with these boys.

What are you going
to do with it?
You know--

Show them I mean business,
you know?

Yeah, well, that's the idea,
but you've got to use it
to your advantage.

You got to use
everything you've got.

Give you the edge.
Know what I mean?

Get down on the ground,
you bollocks! I'll burst
your fuckin' head open!

Get down, or I'll blow
your bleedin' head off!
Do ya hear me?

Do ya?
Yeah.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

You see, there's no point
in having a gun unless
you're going to point it,

and there's no point
in pointing it unless you're
going to make them believe...

- that you're fucked up
enough to use it.
- I think you are fucked up.

Now, these will help
as well. Aye.

I could only
get one cool one.

That was one
me nephew had.

Will you stop
looking at me!

Fuck!

That him?
No.

Shh. It's okay.
You're safe.

- What?
- You're safe.

Is this a dream?

No. It's real.

- We've come to take you back.
Is the money here?
- What money?

- The money from the deal.
- Don't know.

Come on!
Let's get youse up.

Where's the money?

Down! Down, you cunt!
You bollocks!

Get down on the ground!
Get down now!

Stay down, boys,
or we start shooting.

Where are youse
taking me?

Back to Tom French.

No! What are you doing?

- Oh, Jesus!
What the fuck is that?

Sorry, Frank.

This is bollixed!
He didn't want
to come with us.

You didn't get the money.
Says he didn't know
anything about it.

Bunny, he nearly died
when I said Tom French.

I'm telling you,
if he's nicked the money,
he can face the music.

It's not our fault.

I've had a feeling
about this, you know?

You know?

He didn't want
to come with us.

Well, of course he didn't
want to go with youse...

'cause you made
a mess of it.

- And you never got
Frank's pal, did you?
- We had a few problems.

You made a bollocks of it.
He doesn't seem to know
anything about the money.

I don't blame him.
I wouldn't tell you couple
of clowns anything either.

Do you still have him?
Yeah.

He's in the--
He's in the car.

Frank's bud'll be there
again today.

Bring Frank to him.

Can I speak to Mr. French?

No. No, he's gone out.

Mornin', Frank.

I can tell youse now,
I don't know what the hell
youse are talking about.

We understand
you can't trust us.

That's why we're gonna
take you to someone
who knows you.

It's not that.
I honestly don't know
what you're talking about.

- Why do you think
we were sent to get you?
- Tom French?

- Yeah.
- Can I have one of those?

No.

Look, I don't know if this
is some kind of mix-up
or what he's after tellin' ya,

but there's only one reason
he'd wanna give me hassle.

- What's that?
- I've been fuckin' his wife
for about 18 months.

- What?
- That's what I'm telling you.

- So what--
What are we--
- Stay there a second, Frank.

Come here a minute.

Stop payin'
attention to that.

We have to be
very careful here.
Do you hear me?

No matter what
that loolah says,
it doesn't matter.

It's none of our business.

All we have to do
is deliver him,
and this is over.

I don't care
who's fucking who,
who's drunk, or what.

The less we know
about this, the better.
Believe me, all right?

These are slippery fucks.

Word's no good.
Truth's not important.
Just the job, okay?

What if he's--
What if he really is--
What?

What if he is?
It doesn't change the job.

If he wants to fuck
Tom French around,
that's his business.

I'm not gonna
drive him around
while he does it.

You have to ignore him.
Don't let him use you.

Come on.
We have to change the car.

Civilization.
I'll walk in from here,
get fresh wheels.

You drive through.
Meet me on the far side.

Hi.
Hello? Is that Carol?

- Caroline.
- Uh, hello, love.
This is Uncle Bunny.

- Who?
- Uncle Bunny, sweetheart.

Uh, tell us,
is Auntie Teresa there?

Yeah.

Well, can I talk to her?

- No.
- No. Right.

Uh, will you--
Will you do something
for me, Caroline?

Will you tell Auntie Teresa
that Uncle Bunny loves her?

No.

Trussed up like
a fucking turkey.

Will youse believe me
if I don't know this guy?

At this stage, I'd believe
happiness was a big dick, Frank.
You know what I mean?

- What does that mean?
- Don't know. Just said it.

Tom French is not gonna
do youse boys any favors.

Never did anything
for anybody.

There's a ruthlessness
in that man.

Even if he liked you--
and he doesn't like
anybody.

Now, I'm not
like that, boys.

Sure, I associate
with these people.

That's my fault.
No one else is to blame.

I come
from a lovely family.

They taught me
all sorts
of decent things...

from a very young age.

I have a degree.
Youse know that?

- Degree in ridin'
other blokes' wives?
- Don't say that.

Anybody can fall in love.
Don't say that.

Frank Grogan, B.A.

See that?

Education can
change your name.

Change your life
if you let it.

- Change your mouth
into an arsehole.
- Oh, now, that is a real--

That is a real--
What Tom French would say.

That's about the level now.
But I'll tell youse
one thing.

And this is the truth.

I was working with a couple
of young fellas not much
older than you, son.

Lovely fellas.
Cousins.

And one day I sent one
of them down to the bookie's
to throw on a fast bet for me.

Won and all,
and when I went in
to get it...

I found out that the girl
had had to fill in
the docket for him.

I mean, the poor fella.

And do you know
what I did?

I taught them lads
how to read.

Tom French?

Never occur to him
in a million years
to do something like that.

I taught them fuckers
to fuckin' read,
for God's sake.

You gave them boys
something to do while
they're banged up...

for capers you probably
got them involved in, yeah?

Oh, yeah. Big gas.

But there's no
gift like giving.
You can't beat it.

And the opportunity
can come...

and you miss it,
and it's gone forever.

Now, there's one thing
you boys can do...

as human beings,
for the sake of decency--

- What?
- A few fuckin' clothes,
you know?

How long have you been
workin' for French?

I don't work for him.
What?

I'm like you, Frank.
I don't have a choice.

Do you owe him money?
Well, that's the big
question, isn't it?

If there isn't any,
you know?

There isn't.

How did you get involved
with French's wife?

Known them for years.

I was at their wedding,
for fuck's sake.

We used to work together.
Yeah?

Long time ago--
the days of Sonny Mulligan.

What happened to him?
That's the whole point.

- Nobody knows.
- Just vanished?

You hear different stories.
I don't know.

Probably living
in the Caribbean.

Millionaire gangster.

Suckin' a cocktail.
Someone suckin' his cock.

True gentleman he was.

A gent.

Is he French's boy?

Don't think so.
You don't know him?

This fella you're
takin' me to.

What if he's got
plans to, you know,

take care of me--
in a bad sense?

You feel all right
about that?

I don't think I'd just
let something like that
happen, Frank.

I'm depending on you then.

Do you hear me?

- I'm only used
to the very best.
- They only stock the best.

Youse are fuckin' bastards.

- Didn't even get me
a pair of shoes.
- Nearly forgot.

What do you think
of these?

- Aye, they should do the job.
- No. These are for me.

- What am I gonna wear?
- You can have these ones.

Did you ever make love
to a gangster's wife?

Jesus. You can't
really enjoy yourself.

I mean, no, no.
I'm not saying--

I mean, she's
a smashing little bird,
French's missus.

I don't really want
to hear this, Frank.

Do anything to you.
Do anything.

And there you are,
relaxing.

Perfectly within
your rights--

Two consenting adults
having intercourse.
I don't want to hear this.

And human contact.
Very nice.

But all the time like,
like, you're just waiting--

just waiting for them
to catch up with you.

You've no idea.

The fear.

It's like making love
with the angel of death
fucking sitting on your--

Would you fucking
shut up!

You're jabbering
away there like, like,
like a fucking idiot.

I mean, the fucking thing is,
like, you know, I mean,
we don't know,

one, if you're
bullshitting us;

two, if you're lying;
three, what the fuck
is going on.

So just give it a rest,
all right?

Cool your jets.
I'm only talking.

All you fucking do
is talk!
Bunny.

You know, like, I mean,
I'm that close from putting you
back in the fucking boot.

And you can fucking
stay there!
Bunny! Bunny, look!

Undo his hands, quick.

Quick!

Give us a minute, men.
Nothing serious.

Are youse local?

No, just passing through.
Couple of days off.

Well for you.
Yeah.

You know your tags
is two months out?

I know, Guard.
It's a company car, you know.
I've been after them for weeks.

You want to get it sorted out.
Save yourself the hassle.

Yeah. They were the same
with me last year.
Ended up paying it myself.

Easier in the long run.
Get them to reimburse you.

Yeah. I'll-I'll
probably do that.
Hmm.

Where youse headed?
Uh, his auntie.

Where is it, Mick?
Ennis.

Ah, you'll be there
in about three quarters
of an hour.

Not the way he drives,
Guard.

Is that right,
yeah?

- You've a bit of Cork?
- Family down there.

- You can hear it.
- Where are you from yourself?

Originally from Claire.

Ennis, actually.
Would I know your relations?

- Ah, she only moved there
last year.
- Is that right?

Think we're okay now.

Okay, well,
good luck, boys.

Thanks, Guard.
Thanks very much.
All the best.

Now, huh?

Who's on whose side now?

What? After me being
brilliant with the guard
and everything?

What if he doesn't know
this bloke?

Then he might be telling
the truth, you know?

But I mean, I wouldn't
put it past this "geebag"
to let on he doesn't know him.

Get out of paying
what he owes.
Do you see what I'm saying?

I don't trust him, Git.

This job--
clear your debts
with French?

You must be joking.

Sometimes feel as if I'm gonna
be beholden to that fucker
the rest of me days.

Would you not
just go somewhere?

Away from him, like?

Ah, you can't
just drop things.

Anyway, it's not
just up to me.

You know, the missus
and all that.

You know?

It's never that easy.

Fuckin' place.

I'm not going over
that bog again.

You bring him over.

Don't fall into
any fuckin' holes.

I'm gonna
check it out first.

Ah, for fuck's sake!

How are ya?

You with Frank?
Yeah.

- You know him, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

Frank, yeah.
I'll take it from here.

Okay.
I'll get him.

Look.
If there's any trouble--

What trouble?
Bring him over, dump him,
come back, we go home.

What?

I sort of said
I wouldn't leave him if--

What did I tell you?
What did I say to you?

- I know.
- Look, these shits will do
anything to get their way.

Now, you take that bastard
over there, cash on delivery.

You're back here,
two minutes,
or I'm gone.

'Cause you love him so much,
you're welcome to him.
Now do it.

Just do it, huh?
That's all there is for you?

That's all there is,
chicolito,
and I'll tell you why.

One, there's no room
for anything else.

Two, you've got to leave--
and this is quite
fucking simple--

you've got to leave room
for yourself.
Three--

Jesus, Bunny!
You're just like him.

It's all mouth.
I mean, what if that was you
in the boot of that car?

I don't care.
Do you see?

No. I don't.

Where is he?
Come on.

We've got to go
across here.

I've never
been here before.

I don't know this place
is what I'm saying.

Look, please, don't
make me go in there.
Look, I won't leave you.

We'll see who's here.
You promise?

How are ya?
- All right.

I don't know him.

Do you know Frank?
I don't, no.

The fella who was supposed
to be here yesterday
couldn't come today.

- What's his name?
- I don't know.

'Cause, you see,
I'm supposed to hand Frank
over to a friendly face.

- You don't like my face?
- What?

I'm just telling you
what I'm supposed to do.

You hang around, you know,
and you're gonna give me
a problem here.

- Be on your conscience forever
if you leave me.
- Makes no odds to me.

Both of you, in.
I told you this.
Where's your--

Yeah, I think I'd like
to see that as well.

Slowly.

Throw it over there.

Inside.

Kneel down on the tarp.
You!

Look, there's
no need for this.
Just do it!

Look, what-whatever
you're getting--

W-What are you getting?
Five? Ten? Twenty?
I'll give you fifty.

I'll give you fifty grand
if you let me walk
away from this.

We can go to my bank
tomorrow.

What'll you give me?
I don't have anything.

Fuck him.
This is you and me.

Forget about him.
He's got nothing to do
with any deal that we make.

Okay.

- There better be a very
good...

expli-fucking-nation
for this.

Bunny, thank God.
Talk to this maniac.

Drop it!
Now!

Git.

Get up and come on.

What about me?
You're not my problem.

Two of youse
can go to your bank.
See youse around.

I-I-I was just buying time.
I knew you were gonna
come through for us.

Great, you know.
Fuck you.

Think about it.
I buy my way out of this,
I'm still at large.

Do you think Tom French
is gonna be happy
with your work?

It's not our fault.
We're not letting you go.

- Charles Bronson is.
- I can get you
a good thing here.

Face it, Frank.
You blew it.

I can get Tom French
off your back for good.

'Cause you're
shaggin' his wife?
I don't think so.

There's some money
that we have to sort out.

Oh, really?
I wouldn't have
thought that, now.

Ah, I know. I know.
Big joke.

But this is the truth.

I can sort us out.

Bunny, can I talk to you
for a sec?
I mean it.

- All I need is a phone.
There's two things here.

He buys his way out of
whatever this is, he's right.
We'll get the fuckin' blame.

- All everybody's been doing
is lying to us.

But we hang on to him,
do this on our terms,
and we can walk away.

'Cause French
wants this bad.

I say we stop fucking around
and use this bastard.

Who do you want
to ring?

Who do you think?

Uh, that would help me,
actually.

If I can get someone
on my behalf--
That this isn't my fault--

- I have a mobile.
- I don't fuckin'
believe this.

It's in my car.

How'd you get
your car in here?

What do you mean?

We're parked across the bog.
Why are you
on the back road?

Well, it's more scenic,
isn't it?
Give him the keys.

Put him in first class.

Get in.

I had a plate.

A plate for printing
one side of a 20-dollar note.

Got it cheap,
years ago.

But I mean, what use
are one-sided forgeries?

So since then,
I've been trying to see...

if I can't get anyone
to get me the other side,
to do the backs.

Couldn't, could I?

Then all of a sudden,
Tom French gets
the other side.

Now, I go way back
with Tom French.
We used to work together.

- So I offer--
- This is about
Sonny Mulligan?

Ah, no, no.
This is years ago.

This is nothing to do
with Sonny.

Me and Tom French have been
more or less out of touch
since Sonny went.

We had a falling out
over a certain lady friend.

I rang him up.
You know, let bygones
be bygones.

And offered to buy
his side of,

you know,
the other plate.

Tom French
is having none of it.

He's too greedy.
He wants them both.

And he offers to buy my one
for five grand.
I ask you!

So I go,
"Bollocks. No way."

'Cause now we know
that the other one
at least exists,

it's worth
far more than that.

So it's like, um,
"I've arsed around
with this long enough.

I'll sell it."

But not
for any five grand.

No problem finding
a higher bidder.

This bloke in London--
Ten grand,
thank you very much.

But before I can ring
this other bloke,
Tom French rings me again.

He's found a buyer
for the both plates.

A hundred grand,
and he can give me
twenty-five up front...

as a goodwill
fucking gesture.

So I say okay,

as long as his wife
brings the money down.

So, there I am waiting
in the Glenwood...

to do the deal
with his missus,
and she never shows.

- Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. What?
- What do you mean, what?

What do ya think I mean?
I mean, "What?"

- What? You mean,
the whole thing, "What?"

It's a fairly simple
question.

What are you--

What did you have...

that... time?

Ya fuckin' da brain.

Mr. French,
please.

Who is it?
Git.

Yeah?
Frank's pal
wanted to kill him.

Have you still got him?
Yeah.

What do you want to do?

Make a deal
where no one gets killed,
if that's okay by you.

Ask Frank if he wants
to do what Sonny
might have wanted.

He wants to know if you
want to do what Sonny
might have wanted.

When?
When?

In the morning.
He'll know where to go.

What about Anto?

By the time we meet,

he'll be tucked up
with his girlfriend.

How will you be paying,
Mr... Guinness?

Cash.

I think.

Oh, Jesus, lads,
I would've thought that
by this stage...

this would be
a little bit unnecessary.

Well, we really
need a little break
from you, Frank.

And this way you can
have a little kip,

watch the box,
whatever.

- W-What are you boys doin'?
- Well, it'd be a shame
to waste the facilities.

What if I need to go
to the toilet?

You should've gone
before we came out.

When we first met
complex numbers...

we said that every quadratic
equation had two roots.

We're going to prove that.

In fact, we're going to prove
something much more ambitious,

something that goes
by the grand title of the
Fundamental Theorem of Algebra.

Now, that's a bit of a mouthful.
What does it mean? Well--

This mate of yours,
a good mate, huh?

Yeah.

Best mates
since we were six.

And, uh,

as well, like, he's, uh--
he's seein' this girl
I used to be with.

That's tough.

I just wanna get this
over with.

Get away, you know?

- Where would you go, then?
- Don't know.

- States. Don't care.
- The States is brilliant.

- You been there?
- Yeah--

Uh, no.
Just on the telly.

You're a fuckin' chancer.

- What do you think
about this tomorrow?
- You askin' me?

Don't get smart.
Come on.

Chance to find out what--

Only chance to get out of this,
for fuck's sake.

- I mean, what the fuck
are we into here?

We're up to our bollocks
in some real old-time
gangster fucking row.

"I'm ridin' your wife."
"You're wearin' my wig."

"I had Sonny Mulligan's dick
up my arse two nights
on the trot in 1971."

You know what I mean?
Yeah.

Saps.

- Do you want another one?
- Another one?

Can we get another two,
please?

So, in order to see...

what sort of pictures we're
going to need for the proof,
here's Colin.

We already have an excellent
picture for complex numbers...

as points
of the complex plane.

I'm not educated
like the folk out there,
you know,

but I have a theory
about the ladies.

See, a good-looking bird,
she's gone around
all her life...

blokes lookin' at her,
comin' on to her,
tryin' to fuck her.

Pretty soon she's gonna
have the opinion that life
is full of romance.

At work.
In the pub.

Life is basically
full of romantic fuckin',
you know, sex.

You know?
Yeah.

That's the way
she sees life, mmm?

Yeah, well,
an ugly bird...

goes through life
more balanced.

No chance of a ride.
Forgets about it.

The proper outlook,
you know.

"I'm not treatin' everybody
like I'm some bitch doesn't
have to make the effort...

"because my tits...

give me a license to...
whatever."

You know what I mean?

Uh, what's the--

Well, I'm still workin'
on the theory, but...

it's a thing about...

maybe ugly birds
are better.

Hmm?

How long
have you been married?

Twelve years.

Yeah, you know,

I was trying to--

She's been stayin'
at her sister's.
Just for a little while.

You start fuckin' thinking.

Armed robbery.
I did six and a half years.

You can't, you know.
You lose-- You lose
a lot of, um--

There was a--
There was a man.

A man I shared a cell with
for two or three months.

Um...

what went on,

i-it wasn't full--

I'm bein' frank with ya
here now.

Not that Frank.
Not Frank upstairs frank.

I'm not a queer, you know,

but Tom French
says he'll tell and...

me wife doesn't know.

And that'd tear it.
That'd fuck it up.

- I haven't told
anybody else about this.
- Don't worry about it.

Oh, I don't know.

I sometimes feel as if
that cunt is all over me,
all over the fuckin' place.

Been a while?

I'm only out two days, man.

I'd have the arse ridden off
that quicker than you'd get
your glasses off for a Taig.

Yeah?

Whoa. What are you doin'?
What do you think
I'm doin'?

Oh, Bunny.

- Do you ever talk?
- Yeah.

What do you say?

I say things like,
"Are we goin' to the shops?"

That type of thing.

You're afraid I'm gonna
find something out.

- Yeah?
- That I'm gonna
have somethin' on you.

Isn't that it?

Because, you know,
I've already got something.

Yeah?
What have you got?

Squeeze my thumb
as hard as you can.

As hard as you can.

Okay, now squeeze it
with the other hand.

Now...
What?

- I know something about you.
- What?

I know what hand
you wank with.

Did you make that up?
- Are you all embarrassed?

Yeah. Of course
I'm all embarrassed.

It suits you.

Jesus, Bun,
she's gone to get a room.

You dirty little bastard.

How would it be if I was
to see you in the mornin'?
You know, Frank and that.

You leave Frank to me.
Ah, you're a star.

You're gettin'
a hard-on there.
Don't look at it!

It's very big
for a lad your age.
Ah, leave me alone.

Go up to Frank.

Don't hurt
the poor girl now.

Aaah! Fuck it!

I like the way
you move me

And I know
you're gonna change me

Don't lead me down

Don't lead me down

And I love the way
you groove me

Though I know
you're gonna use it

Don't lead me down

What's wrong?
Shh.

Don't lead me down

You don't know how
you cause me pain

Oh, there you are.
Night, now.

Don't break me open
again

Leave me the peace
that I've found

- Don't lead me down
- Oh, sweet Jesus.

- Yeah?

And you got me
if you want me

Oh, I know
you're gonna haunt me

Don't lead me down

Don't lead me down

I took me da out
for a few drinks
one night last year.

He was ill all his life.

Emphysema.
Couldn't work with that.

He loved his drink.

But a terrible,
messy fuckin' drinker.

And so I took him out,
lashed a few scoops back.

I was walkin' home with him
when we saw these c--

these fellas
ram-raid a shop.

Alarms going,
the works.

They grabbed hi-fis
and all this...

and into the car
and off they went.

And this fuckin' idiot
beside me...

says he wants a video.

Walks into the shop,
picks one up.

I was tryin' to get him to
put it down when the cops
came and snared us.

And, uh,
I said I'd done it.

Why?

He was... me da.

You know?

He couldn't have,

so I said it was me.

Went up before
this bollocks of a judge.

Sent me down
for eight months.

And then two weeks later
I got word.

The old fella
kicked it anyway.

Waste of fuckin' time.

And I was gettin' a loan
with me girlfriend.

We had plans.

We couldn't get it then
because of me.

So, that's how
I lost me girlfriend.

- Did ya not
tell her the truth?
- Nah.

And blame
a poor dead fella?
That's worse.

Nah.
I made me commitments.

Head down,
and now I'm out.

Yeah.

You're at large.

Oh, shit.

What were you doin'?
Same as you.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Sorry, love. We're in a hurry.
Could you settle
your bill, please?

It's paid in advance.
This is phone calls.

- Sorry?
- There's three phone calls
made from your room.

That fuckin' motormouthed--
Fuckin'--

We're not payin'
for his calls.

- How much is it?
- 2.80.

Cheap fuckin'--
Could I query this?

- Of course.
- You not gonna pay it.

Just wanna look
at the numbers.
We can't have time for this.

I'll be one second.

Two local calls
and one, it's a Cork number.

- Right, he's in Cork. Come on.
- Do you recognize
these local numbers?

- This is a local taxi company.
- Come on!

And this, I think it's the
Slieve Na Vogue-- a hotel about
five miles toward Mullingar.

We're gonna kill him.

Show.

"Pat Shanks... B.A."

Ahh.

Ya motormouthed
fuckin idiot, ya.

Goin' on about your B.A.
B.A., yeah?

Well, I'm Professor
F. Fuckin' Kelly,

and I'm here to give you
a lecture on gunshot wounds
to the face,

ya sneaky little fuckin'...
in-the-bath fella.

Now, I'm that close to
just gettin' rid of ya.

Go and put your clothes on,
you tubby little no-dick,
lying little fucker!

- How are you, Git?
- Don't fuckin' mind him.

Get dressed.
Come on.
Give us a chance.

Fuck that.
Put your clothes on.
You're makin' me sick.

Come on!
- They're here!

Excuse me.

I just got held up.
I'll be about half an hour.

Table for three, please,
by the window.

Thank you.

Come on, Frank.
You know the drill.
Oh, fuckin' hell.

I hope you're sick in there.

Bunny.

Put somethin' over their heads.
You got your gun. Shoot it.

- What?
- Fire the fucking thing.

Get in!

Come on,
come on, come on!

- They're gonna come.
Are you out?
- What?

- Are you out of ammo?
- Yeah.

All right.
Better take this.

- Bun, I can't be doin' this.
- It's nothin'.
It's just to put them off.

- But what if I hit something?
- It's just a warning, Git.

Jesus, Bunny.

All right,
they're comin'.

Just do what you done
in the car park, all right?

Are you gonna do it?

- Shit!

Jesus Christ, come on!
They're gonna kill us all!

You don't have to kill 'em,
for fuck's sake!
Just shoot at them! Please!

What are you doing?

What are ya doin'?
Will ya come on!

That was good shootin'.

Don't worry about settlin' up.
We'll sort it out when
it's all over.
Huh?

- You know. What we agreed.
- About what?

Don't make me do this.

You pay what you shoot.
Six hundred.

Are you joking?

Why would I joke about somethin'
like that? I only make a joke
when it's really funny.

You should know that
about me.
You were tellin' me
to shoot.

No, I was telling you to do
what the right thing was
in that situation.

- To shoot the gun.
- That's what the right thing
happened to be.

But it doesn't
affect our arrangement,
which you freely entered into.

I don't want to be
teaching you about ethics
on top of everything else.

Please don't make me do that.
Okay?

Okay?

Another thing you could do
is buy the gun off me.

Seven hundred.
And I won't charge you
for firing mine.

All right?

Okay?

Do you wait

For the wine

Are your shoes

Made of vine

You bring peace
of mind

Yet you look
lonely

There's an angel
looking over your shoulder

Makin' plans
for the future

I can see them all now

Lads.
I'm sittin' on glass.

Sounded a bit hairy
back there.

Youse not talkin' to me?

Yeah.
I can understand that.

Didn't want to let youse down.
Your man was trying to kill me.

Anyone could panic.

I never wanted
to be any trouble,

but life just goes
like that, you know.

There's all sorts of things.

We have to walk from here.

What is this?

Me and Tom French have things
hidden in these woods.

That's what we're here
to do.

That's the simple beauty
of it.

This is it.

Where is he?
He'll be here.

You gettin' nervous?
No, I'm not
fuckin' gettin' nervous.

Here. This'll kill the time.
Squeeze that as hard as ya can.

- I beg your pardon.
- Go on, squeeze it.

I'm not gonna hurt ya.

Ah, Jesus.
Hard as ya can.
Come on.

- Right. Now the other one.
- The other thumb.

No, not the other thumb,
ya fuckin'--
The other hand.

Ah, the, uh-- Mmm.

I know something
about you now.

Oh, yeah?
Oh, yeah.

- What is it
you think you know?
- Bastard.

- Wanna get up a lot earlier
than that to catch me out.
- I never heard that before.

- You're some bollocks.
Do you know that?
- I know everything.

Probably think
you fuckin' do and all.

Bunny.
Tom.

Hey, Git.

Nice few days?

When you do
whatever this is,

are we quits?

Anto's already gone home.
Okay?

But with me and you?

We'll see how things go.
That's as good
as my promises get.

That right,
Frank?
Promises.

State of you.

The thing is, lads,
we're not here to...
fuckin'-- my moral fibre.

-What way do you wanna do this?
-As long as it's done, I'm easy.

Why doesn't Git
come with me.

I'm not armed.

I'll even let Bunny search me,
if he promises not to
enjoy it too much.

Sorry.
I didn't like that.

All right?
Yeah.

All right.
We'll be five minutes.

Git.

Is this about plates?

Ah, the famous plates.

Frank's a nice fella,
but you can't believe
a word he says.

So you learn to hate him
for your own good.

He said something
about your wife.

I don't want to be rude,

but that's between
me and her.

This is it.
I'm fucked if I'm diggin'.

You're young.
Give us a fag.

- What is it?
- About two foot down
there's a suitcase.

You used to go with
Sabrina Bradley, didn't you?

Known her all her life.
Do you know that?

She used to come in
with her little shorts,
skinny little legs.

Child grows up,

enters the adult world,

behavin' like an adult.

Very fond of her.

She's always had
a sneaky regard for me.

I doubt it.

Hit a nerve there.

You're a bit of an oddball,
aren't you?

You just--
You don't talk to anybody.

What do you do?

What's in your life?
Things like this?

Just tryin' to
stay out of the way.

That's where you're wrong,
you see.

You need people
doing you favors and shit.

You should've been working
for me a long time ago.
Bunch of morons, I have.

I don't work for you.

Free country.

- Da-dum

Now, remember this:

This is as close
as losers ever get
to this kind of money.

Would you
shut the fuck up?

You're like a fuckin'--
Jesus fuckin'--

Flyin' form, Frank.
Yeah.

Nobody talks
anymore.

They were gonna
build all around here
a few years ago, Frank.

That would've shook you.
Ah, it's the luck
of the draw.

It's just gas.
Hope you lads are
payin' attention.

See what money
does to people.
It tears 'em apart.

Never known money
to bring people together,
and that's the truth.

Now, that's
an odd combination, Frank--
you and the truth.

This is it.

I don't dig.

Git's
got the spade.

Is it far down?

No, it's not far.

Soil settles, huh?

There's something here.

That's right.

There's something else
here.

Oh, Jesus!

That's that, then.

Sonny Mulligan.

What happened?

- Money.
- Clash of personalities.

- Not with Sonny.
- No.

Sonny was a gent.

Yeah!
Yee-hee!

Fuckin' money!

The counterfeit plates
were Sonny's retirement plan.

Finest plates ever made.
Never seen craftsmanship
like it.

He'd hired them
from the big boys
across the water...

on condition he wouldn't
print more than 50 grand.

Twenty-five years ago
we were one of the most
successful gangs around.

We were very close.
We had it all.

Tom even married Sonny's niece,
and I let him.

But we blew it.
We wanted him to print
more than 50 grand.

I had a blazing row about it
the week before he died,

right in the middle of
me own fuckin' wedding,
all Sonny's pals there and all.

So we had
the fantastic brain wave
of borrowin' the plates...

and printing our own
sneaky batch.

He always
kept one on him. I saw
where he buried the other one.

Plan was, we'd print one side,
do the other later.

If he knew what we were doin',
well, you could forget about it.

The Mulligans wanted to know
what happened to Sonny,

the big boys
wanted their plates back,

so we said Sonny
had ripped us off
and disappeared.

There was a lot of heat.
We were very lucky
not to be killed ourselves.

And then, to top it all,

Tom caught me in bed
with his wife.

We couldn't even breathe
the same air anymore,
let alone do a deal.

Right up to here we are,
a quarter of a century later.

Poor cunt lyin' out here
in the cold all these years.

He was a prick.
Let's burn that and fuck off.

What are you doin'?

Where is she?

Who?

Don't...
fuck me around.

- Where is she?
- Where's my 25 grand?

Just stop the shit,
Frank.

Where is she?

She never showed.

I swear to God, Tom,
she never came.

She did youse both.
I'm fuckin' delighted.

That gun's not gonna work
after 23 years.

I like a gamble.

Tom.

That's for Sonny.

- And this is for
fucking my wife.

- Where are youse two goin'?
- Just do it,
if you're gonna do it.

Oh. Is the faggot
gettin' all catty?

I'm not that!

- You're not anything.

I didn't know
I was the type.

What?

About to shit
in me pants.

Why didn't you hit him
the first time?
Empty chamber.

What were you doin'
with an empty chamber?

- You told me
always to leave one.
- No, I didn't.

I'm not arguin' with you.
You're a cunt.

Git.
What?

How much did Frank say
we'd get for these?

Well, I reckon you'll
be able to get another pair
of those white shoes.

You don't think a man
would only have one pair
of shoes like them, do ya?

Are you jokin'?

No.

You'll know when I'm jokin',
'cause it'll be really funny.

Come on, Bunny.

You gotta stay awake.
We've gotta get you
sorted out.

Come on,
keep it together.

Okay.

Where you goin'
after this?

Come on.
What's the plan, huh?

Where are you going?
You're not comin' with me.

Did I say I was?
I've things to do.

You wanna get sorted out
goin' to the hospital
before you do anything.

I suppose. What am I
gonna tell them?

I'll say I did it.
Will ya?

Would you fuck off!

Ah, I'll get
some backstreet cunt.

I don't feel that bad
anyway.

I could drink a pint.
Could ya?

Do ya fancy one?
Don't mind.

Where are you livin'?
B and B.

There's room in my house
if you want,
till you get sorted out.

Jesus.

You'll have a room of
your own, 30 pound a week.
Not too shabby.

There's a hundred grand's worth
in this case, and you're tryin'
to get thirty quid off of me.

Yeah, well, I always said
if I ever got rich
I'd never change.

You know, I'm gonna--
I'm gonna stick to it.

You're brilliant.
Yep.

Thanks for comin'.
It's all right.

- I haven't seen you
around for a while.
- I've been very busy.

- Thinkin' of goin' away.
- Where you goin'?

- States.
- States is brilliant.

- You been there before?
- No. First time.

Do you know
where Git went?

Here.
What is it?

- Put it away.
- What is it?
- Put it away.

- What is it?
- Would ya put the fuckin' thing
away when I tell ya, please?

- What is it?
- A little few bob
for you and him to burn.

- A few bob.
- I know.

- From who?
- You know who.
Don't make me say it.

- Git?
- I think that might be
how it is, yes.

- Where is he?
- He's gone away.
States.

- Do you think he knows anything
about where Tom French is?
- Why would he know?

Anto told me he was going
to do something for him
to help Anto with a debt.

Well, I think he might have
done that, all right.

I heard it around.
I just bumped into him.

He asked me
to give you that.

- You don't think
he was involved?
- You must be jokin', love.

Tom French
done an insurance scam
and fucked off.

He did a Sonny Mulligan
on it.

Bunny. Wait.

If you do bump into him,
will you give him this for me?

I don't know, love,
but I'll tell you this much:

Whatever happens over
the coming years, you be
ready to forgive your man,

'cause sometimes
the benefit of the doubt
can even save your life.

I'm learnin' that.

So many men
think so highly of you,

might be hard for you
to see which one is the one
that's gonna light up...

just from
hearing your name.

But I've met him.
So have you.

The white one, it is.
Relax, will ya.

What's your problem,
man?
Liar.

Jesus Christ.

Here, boy.
I'm watchin'.

- How'd it go?
- Jeez, kid, not too good.

But I managed to get this
back off her.

I didn't want it.
I wanted her to have it.

You fuckin' moron.

Gonna miss the plane.

What the fuck
am I doin'?

Do you mind if I
ask you something?
Depends what it is.

Remember that bird
you were with that night
in the hotel?

Yeah.
Did she suck your cock?

That's what's been
on your mind?
Well, you know, I reflect.

Did she?
Yeah.

But I went down as well.
I always do.

Begin again

And if you count to ten

I'll know you then
The way that you've been

It's a crippling disease
You will see

Far away

You know
the things they say

They whisper of strange
wonders they've seen

And how hard it must be
for machines

You

You are the obvious one

You are a positive sign

You are the obvious one

You are a positive sign

Of course today

It is a different day

And I'd like to say
that in my own way

I believe in the things
that I've done

Begin again

And if you count to ten

And I'll be there
the way that you've been

And I need you

And I'm hoping
you'll be there

And I'll reach out

You

You are the obvious one

You are a positive sign

You are the obvious one

You are a positive sign

All the time

They follow crooked lines

I'm finding it hard
But this I can see

And you know
we're not even alive

Round again

And round again

You know there's no end
You know there's no end