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SOUND OF CRANKING

CAR STARTS

WHISTLE OF KETTLE AND BELL RINGS

SOUND OF INSTRUMENTS TUNING UP

Detective Inspector?

Time to say your prayers.

GUNSHOTS

When did you start
caring about prayers?

There they are!
Fire lads!

Police, police!
Go!

GUNSHOTS

Get in.

GUNSHOTS

Goddamn!

Where did they come from?

They must have had a
tip off there'd be trouble.

And that's us, trouble! Is it bad?

Ah it's a nick.

It's a bleeder though.
Bastards.

CHATTERING

Gentlemen,
Mr. Collins, you are welcome.

STRINGS MUSIC

Coast is still clear, Mrs. Butler.

I'll see the refreshments
are ready for when they break.

Attention!

Senator Shea.

Welcome to the Castle.

Mr. Sturgis.

Senator Shea, General Winter.

Very nice to meet you.

It's simply a fact finding mission.

The President wishes to
understand the nature of the war.

The first fact that you must both
understand is that it is not a war.

The conflict.

We don't dignify cowardly terrorist
attacks with the title of war.

Whatever you dignify it
with, how do you contend with it?

The Prime Minister wishes
us to pursue the dual strategy.

Force and negotiation.

So we root out and
eradicate the violent elements,

then talk to whoever's left.

Please excuse my colleague,
Senator Shea, he is a military man.

Please excuse mine
for being a civilian.

That's fine.
May I help you?

Mrs. Butler, isn't it?
Yes.

Eithne Drury from the Bulletin.

I was told to expect you.

Sorry I'm late, I just got
word, are they long started?

No not too long.
Come this way.

The infiltration of our capital city
by General Winter's special agents,

the constant reprisals by the
police on the civilian population.

Are tantamount to a
declaration of war on us.

I therefore ask this House to
approve monies necessary to escalate

our military resistance to British
rule, that we might root out the

foreign vermin in our midst.

I've been looking for you.

Sturgis seems to think I've nothing
better to do than chit chat with
Yanks.

Your friend's made contact.

He's sent word.
Good, good.

All the cards are
just about in place.

Going to be fun playing this hand.

And Miss Sweeney's
cracked the intercepted messages.

Ah that's my phenom!

Captain McLeod tells me you've
worked your magic again, Miss
Sweeney?

It wasn't too difficult.

(Winters laughs)

They should all be there.
Excellent work.

With any luck we won't be
needing our friend's help at all.

We'll have Collins and the rest of
them in custody by this evening.

Scramble a team.

One for the scrapbook Mills.
Sir.

While I wish in no way to depart from
the people's ambitions for national

self-realisation, I must question our
ability to resist, with so few men,

so poorly armed, against
the largest army in the world.

We must, instead, instigate talks.

Let's show the enemy
a united front, Eithne...

Come on, come on.

Arm up.

Move out.

The British will treat
any offers of talk as surrender.

We must talk to them some day?

When they recognise us as the
legitimate government of the Irish
Republic.

They'll never
recognise us as a Republic.

No republic, no talks!

Hear-hear.

And what price will they
make our people pay Mr. Collins?

That is the question the
English want us to ask ourselves,

Mr. Griffiths, to doubt ourselves.

What question
should we ask ourselves?

What bondage and dejection will
we be consigning ourselves to if,

having fought this
far, we do not fight on?

Hear-hear.

HORN SOUNDS

Auxiliaries, coming up the road.

I'll let them know,
and fetch up Mr. Collins.

Go see to up above for Mr. Brogan.
Yes, Mrs. Butler.

Girls put those in the front room.

That's eighteen Tá, and seven Níl.

The Tá votes have it.

Mr. Collins' request
for further funds is carried.

I just hope we can lay
our hands on those funds now.

Gentlemen.

Mr. Collins.

Basement.

KNOCK ON DOOR

KNOCKS ON DOOR

STRING MUSIC IN THE BACKGROUND

Back!

Officer, what is the
meaning of this intrusion?

MUSIC STOPS

We'd information there was a
proscribed meeting taking place.

As you can see, the only
meeting is our afternoon recital.

All men?

Business men.

In aid of a charity of mine,
perhaps you'd care to join us?

You, with me.

Constables, watch them.

Officer, at least let me, or
one of my servants, show you the way.

Upstairs.

Can I help you, sir?

You'd better go Mick.

We'll handle this.
Thanks Frank.

Damn it!

Back inside.

Search everyone.

Officer, my guests are
simply here to enjoy some music.

What about the men on the roof?
What men on the roof?

Did you find men on my roof?

Excuse me, my wife must catch
a tram, doctor's appointment.

I'd be grateful
if you'd let us through.

And you are?

Maurice Jacobs, solicitor.

Nothing.

Her.

I'll not have a man search me.
You'll have what I say you'll have.

I insist you respect my wife.

You'll insist on nothing.

But I'll insist to the Lord
Lieutenant himself, if you interfere

with any woman in my house.

Go.

Thank you, officer.

Much obliged, Miss Drury.

Jimmy's here.

Jesus, what happened?
Tripped and fell.

On a bullet.
Looks worse than it is.

He needs a doctor all the same.

Sadie, go fetch Dr. Moore.

Will I stash the pieces?
Yeah.

What happened, really?

Less you know the better, Min.

Get a rag there.

Come on!

Here, doctor.
Thanks.

No lasting damage.

But I'll clean it
or it'll get infected.

CRASHING AND BANGING
AND SHOUTING OF SOLDIERS

I'm gonna sit with yous for a bit.

SHOUTING OUTSIDE

Keep going.

Get up! Get Up!

Not that one!

They said check each flat.

Who's the Sergeant here, Constable?
Go on.

Yes Sarge.

There!

How are you three doing, Minnie?

Surviving.

Put 'em away.

Up! Up!

STRUGGLING SOUNDS

Alright lads, just
get them outta here!

Hurry up - get them out!

It's alright.

Uncle Pat was leading the raid.

They arrested
Brendan and Dominic Farrell.

For what?
Pat knows they're not IRA.

Maybe he knew the ones
they want are closer to home.

Just because he's me brother,
doesn't mean he wouldn't arrest me.

Could Mrs. Moore do
something for the Farrells?

I do what I can for you, Jimmy, but
Agnes is less sympathetic to your
methods.

Meanwhile the Castle
are all over us like rats.

As I said, I do what I can.

Morning, sir, may I help you?

I'm here to see Mr. Butler.

Oh, you are, this way Mr. Jacobs.
Through here.

Thank you.

What can I do for you, Mr. Jacobs?

As acting secretary to the
Irish government I'm charged with

raising funds for
the Minister of Finance.

I understand Mr. Collins raised an
impressive amount himself through

his bond issue last year.

Dublin Castle has unfortunately
frozen many of our accounts.

I also heard that,
I don't see how I could...

Your wife thought Butler's
Bank might be able to offer the

government a loan.

I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Jacobs,
Constance has a great passion for

the 'National Cause', but little
understanding of the practicalities
of banking.

Your card says you're a solicitor.

You must see how
impossible your proposal is?

I'm not sure I do.

You come as a representative of
an outlawed organisation, whose

assets you freely admit have been
frozen, whose leader escaped from

prison and has been on the run in
the United States for over a year,

and whose acting leader is
the most wanted man in the world.

Surely you see I
must decline your proposal.

I suggest if you're in need of
money, you turn your Mr. Collins in.

Last I heard there was
ten thousand pounds on his head.

We are the legitimate
government of this country...

You're asking me to break the law.

I'm asking you to
do your patriotic duty.

Even if I wanted to help you, my
board wouldn't accept such a loan

without security.

President DeValera has raised over
five million dollars on his tour

of the United States.

That's your security.

Companies we've set up.

You'll extend the loans through
them, we'll repay you through them

with DeValera's funds, when
the US authorities unfreeze them.

It's a smart business move,
Butler, bankers to the government in
waiting.

And we won't forget it.

As I said, I'd have to
discuss this with my board.

You won't be
discussing this with anyone.

Are you off?

Law Library.

You were in late.

Did I wake you?

I don't sleep when
you're on at night.

Was it an emergency?

House call.

You go out to work at night too.

I'm a woman.

They don't shoot women.

I'm a doctor.

They're not shooting us yet either.

I'll see you at tea time.

I'll be there.

Still hiding in plain sight?

After yesterday I'm not
sure there's anywhere safe.

If you and the boys
hadn't taken care of me.

That's what we're there for.

How did they know about the meeting?

I checked out the
servants, the neighbours...

And the Dáil members?

They didn't know the
venue till the last minute.

Well...
You think we've a problem?

Maybe we do, maybe we don't.

But I also hear the RIC showed up
yesterday, just as Jimmy and the

lads were taking
care of the Inspector.

Yeah, Jimmy took a bullet.

Did they identify him?

I'm not sure yet,
but I'm making enquiries.

Either way he's out for now.

What do you make of him?

As a Squad leader?

Why, what are you thinking?

I'm thinking if we've got a rat,
we've got to up our intelligence
game.

Pull!

GUNSHOT

Ten:eight to me.

Here we are in some of the
finest hunting country in the world

and we're confined to quarters.

Pull!

GUNSHOT

Michael Collins is a
freer man than either of us, O.

Only as the fox is
freer than the hounds, you see.

Briefly, until
they tear him to pieces.

And my dogs are
all over his turf now.

Thank you, so when
Collins shows his head...

My kind of hunt.

Excuse me, sir, an RIC officer has
identified one of the gunmen from

yesterday's shooting.

Well I should be getting on my way,
before you take any more of my
money.

Ah, that can wait
until this evening's game.

James Mahon?
What do we know?

Born 1892, type-setter, member
ITGWU, ICA, arrested imprisoned

1913, court martialled 1916, death
sentence commuted to life, prison

Manchester, Frongoch.
Released general amnesty 1917.

Photograph?

An old one.

Put him on the wall and have Major
Mills circulate his details to all
units.

Yes sir.

Miss Lawlor, I've a new fellow
just arrived in need of lodgings.

Could you check down the 'safe'
list, find him somewhere quiet,
discrete.

He's not a soldier, he's a
respectable professional sort.

A good friend, actually.
Yes sir.

Maybe take him there after work?

Miss Sweeney, I couldn't prevail
upon you to join us for bridge this
evening?

I imagine you're a whizz.

I'm sorry, sir,
I have to be somewhere.

I do beg your pardon, walled up in
here I never imagine anyone having

a somewhere else...

But of course you do.

Sarah, could you
proof read that please?

Yes, alright.

How's the new edition?

Nearly set to go.

There's space for one more piece.

The Dáil raid?
You mean the 'recital' raid?

Don't want to let
them know how close they got.

What have you dug up
on these special agents?

Not much.

British authorities denying
their existence of course.

But there's some stuff in
the foreign press about their

involvement in the Egyptian revolt,
they seem a fairly nasty bunch.

Assassinations,
disappearances, mock crucifixions.

I think we've a duty to let the
world know what kind of guests the

British are inviting to our country.

Show me the files.

I've saved you the
bother, full synopsis.

You're too kind to me.
I know.

I could get you some
proper breakfast if you like.

No, just clear me a space.

Morning, this is
Mr. Robert Lennox, Eithne.

I'm sure you've heard of him.

Yes, yes of course I
know your work, Mr. Lennox.

In a good way, I hope.

Pleased to meet you
Eithne, call me Robbie.

And this is Diarmuid,
Editorial Assistant.

Good to meet you.

Mr. Lennox is here to report on
the true conditions pertaining to

British misrule in
Ireland for Life magazine.

And I suggested that the Irish
Bulletin should host him, just to

make sure he meets
with the right people.

Excuse me, might I have a word?

Excuse us a moment.

I know he's a renowned
journalist, but bringing him here?

He's been thoroughly
vetted by our people in England.

And he's a powerful voice to have on
our side, in the longer term Eithne,

we're going to have to talk
to the enemy, we'll need channels.

What's there to talk about?

We're fighting for a
republic, nothing short.

Even a republic needs friends, and
they don't come more influential
than him.

Take him out.

Show him all we've achieved.

It's a chance to
put our side of the story.

Cultivate his acquaintance.

I'm sure he'll be
most impressed by you.

Don't you see?
The information was good.

The fact that we were a tad late to
catch him is admittedly unfortunate.

But you can assure him there will be
a next time, because the failed raid

proves McLeod's
little bird is singing true.

Now I have people in place who
can disrupt their financial supply,

we'll starve them into the open.

KNOCK ON THE DOOR
Yes.

Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt.

What is it, Miss Sweeney?

I thought you should know that I
checked our IRA suspect James Mahon

on the census records, his
brother Patrick is an RIC Sergeant,

stationed here with the
Auxiliary unit at Dublin Castle.

This country!

Fratricidal
doesn't being to describe.

His record?

Twenty years' service, first
posting to Slane County Meath,

promoted to Sergeant...

Unblemished.

While his brother goes
round killing his colleagues!

I'll have McLeod keep an
eye on him at the very least.

Thank you Miss Sweeney.

I hope you have a good evening.

Good night, sir.

You see, Sturgis,
we know everything about them.

Go tell that to the Welsh Goat.

Mrs. Lyons, I'm from the Castle.

I was in touch about a room.

Oh come in.

I don't usually take gentlemen.

I work long days,
and keep myself to myself.

You'll hardly know I'm here.

As you can see, it's a quiet street.

I'd be happy with something smaller?

At the rear, perhaps?

Have you another room, Mrs. Lyons?

Just the box.

We'd be happy to pay
you the same for it as this.

What is it you say you did, Mr...

Mr. Saunders is an accountant.

Is the boxroom down the corridor?

You said he was ill.

He's improved.

So I needn't have come.

I'm not meant to leave the
barracks without a signed docket.

He was never ill, was he?

I read about that
Detective Inspector.

You've nothing to worry about, love.

People know me.

And who your brother is.

Well, maybe that helps keep me safe.

What do your superiors
make of this arrangement?

It's not an arrangement.

They know me.

They know I've
nothing to do with him.

While I'm here, the housekeeping.

You might as well have
it now, it's a bit short.

Minnie and the girls, they
could do with a little help.

You've five children of your own...

You're doing a great
job, but she's family.

So is her Uncle Jimmy.

You can't be
protecting the likes of them.

I told you, I've nothing to do with
him, just want to make sure she

doesn't either.

I thought I warned you, Jim.
Someone has to look in on them.

Well I'm here now.

Arthur wouldn't want
you around his children.

You don't know
what he would've wanted.

I do.
Well he's dead now isn't he.

Not officially.

Get out of here or
I'll have you arrested.

That's very nice of you, but
Jimmy set me up with a stall.

Your father or your mother wouldn't
have wanted you working a stall.

It's something, and it's mine.

I just met Jimmy outside.

I heard he and his pals have
been using this place to hide out.

Don't let him be dragging
you in to his madness Minnie.

I won't.

It won't always be me
leading the Tans up those stairs.

Brogan in?

What does he want?

Didn't say.

What's that for?

It's a present.

From you?
From Mick.

From Giuseppe, his tailor.

Joey thinks they got a good
look at you at the job yesterday.

When you got hit.

So what?

So your description will be on
every police barracks wall in the

country, they'll
be looking for you Jimmy.

And our targets will be looking
out for you, and when they see you

wheeling round the
corner, they'll run, or shoot.

That's why Mick is standing
you down from active service.

Frank...
And moving you to intelligence.

Congratulations.

Now, they'll be looking
for a thug not a swank.

How do you think Mick
runs around under their noses?

Frank, I'm...
Don't worry.

I'll show you the ropes,
but you'll have to learn fast.

We need to find out who leaked the
Dáil meeting, and your job, and find

Winter's spies before they find us.

Promotion Jim.

Well done, fella.

Joey...

Yes, Mr. Brogan sir.

You're taking over Jimmy's team.

Yes Mr. Brogan.

And don't you be forgetting
who gave you this break, now.

I won't.
Good man.

The first thing you need to do is
to recruit someone to replace him.

KNOCK ON DOOR
Patrol.

You're the man now, be careful.

Be careful yourself.

Is there a problem?

No.

Your new name is Kinsella.

His Majesty's Civil Service?

So you can move about after curfew.

Make no mistake, what Mick is asking
you to do is just as important.

We're not going to beat
them with guns alone, Jimmy.

Is my wife in, Bridget?

They're at cocktails
in the drawing room.

Good evening, ladies.

Constance, a word please.

Excuse me one moment, please.

What is it Harry, can't
you see I'm entertaining?

I wish you'd keep your
politics out of my business.

What are you talking about?

Your Mr. Jacobs.

You've put me in
an impossible situation.

Do you know the first thing
about him or those he represents?

You're so suspicious of people,
especially people trying to

do good in the world.

Speaking of which Senator, Senator
Shea, I don't believe you've met my
husband.

Harry Butler.

Mr. Butler, you've a most impressive
house, and a charming wife.

Thank you, Senator.

Senator Shea is President Wilson's
special envoy to Ireland, Harry.

He's on a fact finding mission.

You need to be careful so, the
Irish seldom let facts get in the way

of a good story.
Harry!

I understand you're
a self-made millionaire.

I'm comfortable.

What line are you in?

Import and export.

Anything in particular?

Anything that turns a profit, Harry.

I wonder you've the time to
be your President's envoy at all.

I always put my own nation's
needs above private considerations.

You're a lucky man in that case,
Senator, I find I have to put my

wife's needs above
all other considerations.

That will be the day when
he considers my needs at all!

Shall we go in?

I wasn't planning to stay.

Not stay to dinner
in your own house?

Please, Harry, the
Senator is our guest.

I believe we've a
mutual friend, Harry.

Mr. Jacobs paid you a call today.

I hope we're in business.

Well I hope you, like Mr. Jacobs,
haven't been abusing my wife's

hospitality towards your own ends.

Your wife seems well able to use
her hospitality towards whichever

ends she sees fit.

Shall we go in?

RINGS BELL

Sister Benedict.

Miss Sweeney, I apologise.

We were at prayer.

As I said last time, there's no
need to come all this way in person.

You could have
sent a bankers' draft.

I like to come.

Well you won't have to any more.

I like to be near him.

I mean your son
will be leaving us soon.

You'll be delighted to
know we have found him a family.

I'm his family.

They're a proper
family, good Catholics, Boston.

But I'm going to have
him back, as soon as I'm able.

When would that be?

And you have no husband.

Miss Sweeney, you should be
grateful, no more payments will be
required of you.

You'll have atoned for your sins.

Maybe now you can find yourself a
husband, and have your own children.

Tomás is my own child.

I'm afraid he's not.

You entrusted him to our care and we
have already signed papers with his

American family.
But...

Good night, Miss Sweeney.

I want to see him.

That won't be possible.

Please, just once before he goes.

Out of the question,
good night, Miss Sweeney.

Please! I'm begging you.

Just one minute, please!

Before he goes.

You can look at him, for one minute.

But he'll be asleep.

Their bishop
himself vouches for them.

And they're wealthy.

They've made a very generous
donation to the convent in respect

of Tomás, so he'll
have every material comfort.

One minute.

He's the last one on the row.

You may look at him, but
do not touch him or disturb him.

Hello Tomás.

Who are you?

I'm your mummy.

Miss Sweeney...
I'm your mummy, and I love you!

Enough!
(Crying) Don't ever forget that!

Enough!
He's my child.

He is not!
He's my child!

He's not your child.

(Crying) I love you Tomás!

Go back to sleep children.

Dennis, we were late going to press.

I knew you've have closed the
library by the time I got there.

What did you want?

Tonight's midnight
court, where's it sitting?

You up for stealing
peoples' dinners again?

No, in fact, I've to escort an
important guest from out of town.

A Mr. Robert Lennox.

Mr. Lennox?
He is indeed a fine writer.

And a journalist of conviction.

I've followed his
work for a number of years.

I've done some of my own
research on him this afternoon.

He's here reporting
on the national struggle?

He is indeed.

At last a proper journalist.

Well I'd better not keep
a proper journalist waiting.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Ursula.

It's been a while.

A long while, I know.

Yes.

I need to talk to you.

Please, I've no one else to turn to.

Come in a minute.

He's the image of his father.

I could see it straight away.

I can't believe you
still go out there every month.

Even though they
don't let you see him.

I'm his mother.

I just needed to be near him.

I never wanted to give him up.

I know.

But shouldn't you try to...
Don't.

Don't tell me what
I should or shouldn't do.

Sorry.

Did you ask them if
you could adopt him back?

I pleaded with them, I
begged them, I offered them money.

But they said he was their
ward and I was a 'fallen' woman!

What chance have I got against
rich Americans, and their bishop?

They've already signed the papers.

He's already their son.

Sold like an animal to strangers.

My beautiful boy.

First his father and now him.

I can't, I can't bear it Aggie.

It's alright, it's alright.

I always thought we'd be together.

I've saved everything, every
penny I can, look at my clothes.

I live like a hermit.

And I was almost
there, I almost had enough.

I need your help, Aggie.

Of course I'll help you.

I'm sure there's
a way we can fix this.

The Americans are
already on their way.

We'll get an injunction,
that will buy us time.

I'll talk to a colleague tonight.

Trust me.

You wait here.

What about Lawrence?

He's on call.

Keep warm, make some tea.

Don't worry.

Thank you.

I'm glad you came.

Thank you to both
counsels for their submissions.

One moment, please.

Women lawyers,
what about women judges?

Sometimes them too.

Maybe this is a
real revolution after all.

What did you think it was?
Play-acting?

Having weighed the evidence for both
sides, paying especial attention in

this instance to the
mitigating evidence submitted by

Mrs. Moore as to the defendant's good
character, I'm inclined on condition

he makes good what he
has stolen, to release him.

Thank you everyone.

The court is adjourned
until tomorrow evening.

Stuff of life, perhaps, I'm not sure
it's the stuff of Life magazine.

Simon?

Agnes.

I was wondering if you might give me
your learned opinion on a private
matter.

You may approach the bench.

# Every night,
how they fight over me!

# I don't know what
it is that they can see!

# The fellas look at me and sigh,

# In my arms they want to die!

# They go wild, simply wild over me!

APPLAUSE

May I buy you a drink?

A whiskey, and a glass of Champagne?
I'll have a whiskey.

A girl after my own heart.

Very good, Mr. Butler.

So, do I take it
there is no Mrs. Butler?

My wife and I have an understanding.

The less she knows,
the less she understands?

Well, that's her problem,
possibly yours, but not mine.

Harry Butler,
fancy finding you here.

Mr. Jacobs?
Dublin's a small world.

Excuse me.

This is erm...
Josephine Carmichael.

Miss Carmichael.

But since we have run into each
other, you might tell me if you've

had a chance to
consider our business proposal?

Talking business is
no way to entertain a lady.

In fact, we were
about to dance, weren't we?

Of course, I'll wait for you here.

If the child has already been
adopted under American law, then I'm

afraid your friend has no rights.

They are the legal parents.

What about the Irish law?

There's none that covers this area.

The Church, this mother and child
convent, were the legal guardians.

They've sanctioned the adoption.

But this, this woman, she's
the child's natural mother.

The national movement's worked
very hard to gain the backing of the

Church, Agnes, if
we move against them...

So they're above the law?

This child isn't yours is it?

No.

Diarmuid?

You're still here?

Going through the
cuttings on the Egyptian revolt.

Don't stay up too late, I better go.

I'll walk with you.
Stay for a drink?

There's an hour
till curfew, both of you.

Why not?

I'm tired now.

I want to go home.

I'll accompany you.

You're very cheeky.

But my room is only upstairs.
Please?

Leaving?
I need to see Miss Carmichael home.

She only lives upstairs, you
can follow her, after we talk.

The Auxie Captain as good as
admitted, they don't actually know

what Michael Collins looks like!

Their most wanted man!

What hope have they when everyone
tells them he looks like someone
else?

I'd like to interview him.

Can you arrange that?

Well now we know one thing for sure?
And what's that?

You really are no spy.

I wasn't aware I was under suspicion.

You can never be too careful.

You're right.

So how can you be so sure?

No spy would ever
ask such a foolish question.

Could be a double bluff.

Possibly.

But would I really work for the
people who charged me with 'inciting

the masses to civil disobedience'
and then threw me in prison?

Which prison?

Come on, Diarmuid...
It's fine, let him ask.

Like you said, you
can never be too careful.

It was Barlinnie Prison, Glasgow.

No, my foolish question stems from
the belief that if you don't ask, you
don't get.

What did they say?

How desperate are you?

What do you mean?

I mean, I know people.

What kind of people?

People who could help.
No, you can't.

I think it's the least we could do.

And Ursula's right, there's no
time, so if she wants her boy back,

there's no other way.

I'd sooner I kidnap him myself
than let her get involved with those

kind of people.

Even if you did, he
still wouldn't legally be hers.

The convent has to willingly
give up their rights to him.

But why would these people help her?

You still work at
the Castle, don't you?

How far are you willing to go?

I want my child.

Is this what you're spending
your Uncle Patrick's money on?

I didn't take his money.

Wouldn't.

Meaning?
British shillings.

Your father was a British soldier,
it was on those shillings you were
rared.

I suppose Jimmy gave
you the money for this?

I don't care about the money.

All I care about is my family.

And you stay away from us.

Then tell your
husband to stay away from us.

What's wrong?

Do you not recognise me?

Aren't I the swank now?

Or am I the wolf
in sheep's clothing?

Grrrr!
(Laughs)

What's this?

Play wolf again.

I have to go.
Another time, yeah?

Morning sir.
Constable.

You're out early.
Papers?

Early start at the office.

Thank you Mr. Kinsella.

Be careful.
I will.

Dr. Moore.

So what is it can't wait?

She works at the Castle.

She has a proposition for you.

Miss Sweeney? James Kinsella.

Dr. Moore told
me you wanted to meet.

He said you've
access to information.

We have our own
informants at the Castle.

Not in General Winter's office.

Not with my level of privilege.

He didn't say you worked there.

He doesn't know I work there.

So what kind of
information have you access to?

Well I know your name's not
Kinsella for a start, Mr. Mahon.

The General's got
spies all over the city.

We need to know who and where they
are, their aliases, their addresses.

Does your privilege extend that far?

How do I get in touch with you?

Townsend Street Library.

The Librarian's a friend.

We use a code, the Viginère system.

I know it.

What about my son?

The Americans are
on their way for him.

You give me something,
and I'll give you something.

Morning Ma'am.

All clear Miss Sweeney.
Thank you.

Miss Sweeney?

Yes?

You're in late.

This week's code's in.

Oh Miss Lawlor, did you
find suitable accommodation for

General Winter's friend?

Oh yes, a nice place in Donnybrook.

Quiet, on a side
street, a lovely widow.

How on Earth did she do that?

I told you,
Sturgis she's a phenomenon.

Jesus, they'd hang
you if they ever found out.

They better not find out then.

Since when do we do army?
We need the guns.

Proper shooters.

You need to give me the aliases and
lodgings of all Winter's special
agents.

Where is my son?

I need to know he's alright.
Give me what I ask for.

What if I can't?

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