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DRUG DEALER: (ON CALL) All right, Mark. Yeah.

I have whopper bags of brown in.

Three for 45 I'll do you. Yeah?

You buzz on down to me and I'll have it for you.

All right, pal.

All right, Heggo.

-The one, is it? -No.

Remember, I said I was looking for a bit of weight.

How much were you looking for?

Two ounces. I have the money there.

What did you do, rob a bank?

Here, what are you looking at?

Fuck off back to Japan.

Chinese fuck.

(LAUGHING)

I done a bit of robbing.

Two ozzies you want, is it?

(TYRES SCREECHING)

(SIREN BLARES)

MAN: Let's get him!

CIARAN: Have you a pen?

You've the head on it all chewed.

-Good job there. -Thanks.

(EXHALES)

I smell like a fucking gow.

I'm taking you off this job. I need you somewhere else.

Where do you want me?

It's a new operation.

Taking someone down.

Who's the target?

(MOBILE VIBRATING)

What is it, for fuck's sake?

TRISH: Where are you?

Trish, they could have me phone tapped. I can't say.

I'm moving a lot. You know what I mean?

Warren needs to get a haircut.

Yeah, I said I'd bring him.

But he wants to know can you bring him today?

He wants to know that or you want to know that?

Look, if you're busy I'll bring him.

I said I'd bring him.

(SIGHS)

-And your mother rang. -What the fuck does she want?

She wants to know should she get Warren rosary beads for his Communion?

Yeah, whatever.

'Cause if he already has rosary beads, she'll get him a holy medal instead.

Look, you decide. I don't know, okay?

I don't know why you can't be civil to me!

It's your child, your son and your mother I'm talking about here!

Tommy's been arrested! Some bullshit! I'm trying to figure it out!

So, is there anything else? Fuck off.

Keep the door a little ajar for me, that'll be great. Thanks.

Hello, Tommy.

How are you?

You know you're facing some serious charges here, Tommy.

And you'll be convicted.

No question.

I'll sit down here and I'll explain it to you,

because we have one chance

before everything gets going to see...

if we can get you off.

Do you understand?

No.

Well, I'll be honest with you now, Tommy, it's like this,

and you know it yourself, this is not looking good for you.

And we're not on camera here now

and this is all off the record.

But if you were able to assist us in any way,

we could help you out.

Have a think about that now before your solicitor arrives.

You have your partner, Siobhan,

and your boy, Leyden, and...

You won't be seeing them for quite some time.

This is your one chance now, Tommy.

Take it, would be my advice.

I'm not a rat.

DETECTIVE OFFICER: Was it Elmo?

'Cause we know it wasn't Nidge.

'Cause he was at the cash-in-transit van, wasn't he?

I have no idea. I don't know.

You understand you're just making it worse for yourself,

not saying anything.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Lawyer's here.

11:46, interview is stopped.

(EXHALES)

How's it going?

All right.

What are you saying?

On the advice of my solicitor, I have no comment.

That's it.

That's all you have to remember.

You're doing great, pal.

Just don't get drawn into answering any questions.

Remember, that's all you've to do.

Hey... Hello. How... How's it going?

Into the car, you stuttering fuck.

I haven't got all day.

-Am I under surveillance? -As far as I know, no.

As far as you know, what's that mean?

No, it's definitely no.

I asked a buddy of mine who'd know why they weren't,

and it's because they can't give them the overtime.

So, there's no one on me?

Well, there will be now, after the robbery, I'd say.

You hear anything about Tommy?

Is anybody talking to him?

Only he's in with the solicitor, so...

What's the story with this cop?

He's not part of the investigation, for sure.

Then what's his game?

He inputs stuff about you into Pulse.

What stuff?

When he sees you, like, you know, you or anybody, like out and about,

-he puts it into the computer. -But why?

I don't know. Maybe he wants his old job back.

He got blocked.

In his last job he fucked up with a tout, I think,

and they fucked him back to uniform.

I don't need this shit.

Don't have time for the prick.

Go on, fuck off.

What's he doing now?

Nothing.

This is proper freaking me out, love.

I'm going to talk to somebody about it.

Sorry. Where are you from?

Ireland.

You're all right, go on.

-All right. -Yeah.

ADO: How did you get on? DEBBIE: Grand.

I'll get in the front.

Are you all right?

Any chance of a lift?

What's wrong with the bleeding bus?

Fuck's sake.

FRAN: That's him, is it? NIDGE: Yeah.

Very bad example he's setting his staff, coming in late like that.

You know how much he has in his current account today?

How much?

127 euros before he hits the overdraft limit.

So, he's fucked, is he?

Dave did a full credit check on him.

He's done his bollocks in.

Big building. Another place, he has.

Big house he can't afford that the wife lives in.

And he's blowing all he has on hookers and coke.

Sounds all right to me.

It's perfect, Frano.

Bring in enough this way and you could retire.

-Barbados. -Whatever you want.

(TV PLAYING)

(RAPPING ON DOOR)

ADO: All right.

-Who's that one? -Nadine's ma.

-She's not my ma. -I thought she was.

You know me ma's dead.

That's not fucking funny.

She's a fucking dingbat. She lets us use the house.

Not you, the bleeding old one. Your aunty, whoever the fuck she is.

-All right. -We're going now, Dina.

You're a star, so you are.

DINA: You can use my oven anytime you want.

I'll have to get me own fixed at some stage.

ANDREW: There we go.

It should be okay for now.

But with hairline cracks,

it'd probably be safer to look at the option of crowns.

So, if we book you in again for, say, six weeks from now?

If you want to make an appointment, Annemarie will look after you.

-Okay, thanks a million. -Sure.

-Thanks very much indeed. -RECEPTIONIST: No problem at all.

You think she needs crowns?

What?

Hey.

I have it, there's no question.

It's nothing.

Ah, good, yeah.

This sounds like a cliché, but I just don't have it right now.

Okay.

Oh.

Okay. Great. 'Cause it's not a problem, you know.

That's okay. When?

Erm...

-You know, maybe a week. -A week?

Yeah, a week, definitely.

-A week from today. -Okay, what's your number?

-My mobile? -Yeah, so I can give you a call.

Send someone to pick it up, you know.

Erm...

-Ah, the old J&A. -Yes.

You're not thinking of taking it off the business card, no?

You're Terry, are you?

Yeah, I am, yeah. Can I help you at all?

I heard you were getting some hassle with the Nidge fella.

You're a very diligent detective, Detective Ryan.

-Not any more, I'm not. -I know.

I know. Well, you are now.

I'm Mick Moynihan.

Come on, throw on your civvies.

Here, lads.

Terry, this is Ciaran. He'll look after you, show you the ropes.

How are you? How are things?

-This is Gavin. -All right.

So, how are we doing? You ready to go?

-You want me to go now? -I take it you want to come on board.

Fucking sure I do.

Welcome to the unit.

Nice gig.

FRAN: How did it go?

He hasn't a fucking clue.

(NIDGE CHUCKLES)

We keep the head down now.

Do nothing until this blows over.

I'm telling you, Frano, it's perfect.

We could bring whatever we want through this set-up and they won't spot it.

As long as that dopey fuck keeps his mouth shut.

The brain-dead prick.

So, where was Ado? Was he with you?

I'm not a rat.

Was it Elmo?

Well, it wasn't Nidge anyway

'cause we know he was at the cash-in-transit van.

Are you going to tell me who else was there?

Do you want to know how Kelly's doing?

She said she was very scared.

Did you mean to scare her?

Frightened the shite out of her.

No.

She was terrified.

I'm sorry.

Said she wasn't scared of you. You were kind to her.

I didn't want her to be scared.

You go into her house, tie her, hold her at gunpoint,

shouting and screaming, balaclavas.

Jesus Christ, that devil mask.

She's only a child.

You completely terrified her.

Fucking Fran.

Fran was wearing the devil mask, was he?

ADO: All right, lads. What's the story, Elmo?

-Good man Shane here? -Yeah.

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

-Fuck it. -It's nothing. What are we going to do?

-I've an ounce of gear on me. -What?

I'm dropping an ounce over to Billy.

Ado, we're fuckin' gone.

(GRUNTING)

Take it fucking easy, mate.

Prick.

(SIREN WAILING)

DAVE: They want you to come in.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Warrant not work, no?

Do whatever you have to.

They have nothing.

Just come in when you're ready, yeah?

Yeah, I'll see.

Might have a bit of a joyride first.

Have a steak dinner, shower, you know what I mean?

So, what's the story with the building?

It's an off-site base. No one knows about it.

Except for us, dick brain.

The steroids have his fucking brain gone.

Fuck you, you skinny bastard. This is all pure protein.

What is it? Six chicken breasts a day and a pineapple?

Come on, Terry, for fuck's sake.

If we're late, I'm blaming you.

MICK: Ciaran, give us a quick breakdown.

As regards our target, we know him to have access to up to eight mobile phones,

which he changes frequently.

We also know him to access to upwards of seven vehicles, depending.

He has access to firearms.

As regards attitude to Gardaí, he has a bad attitude to Gardaí.

He also has assorted associates everywhere, all over the country.

And he's had a colourful relationship with dissidents.

So, everything that we're doing, bear in mind,

this is a war of attrition, all right.

And we're going to hurt them whatever way we can.

All we have to do is police work.

We're building a case.

Always building a case that can stand up in a court of law and be tested.

Are we going to have full surveillance cover?

No. No, we won't, Gav.

We'll have surveillance from NSU when we need it, all right,

but there's no unlimited budget or overtime yet.

We have to be smart.

We know some of the key individuals in this operation

have been arrested by OCU, following a tiger kidnapping.

And although this is a significant detection,

it doesn't change our function.

Create a case that will provide us with enough evidence

to convict these individuals on significant charges.

There's no point in bringing this crew before the courts on petty bullshit.

I want these fuckers put away for a long stretch.

So, there's no shortcuts.

Now, that doesn't mean that we can tolerate them.

But don't try and hinder what they're about.

You mean fuck with their heads, Gaffer?

I do, Gav. I do indeed.

DETECTIVE OFFICER: Can you give an account of your movements on the day?

You've been positively identified as being at the scene.

-You were caught with it, Eric. -Caught with what?

I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

You're looking at 18 months here.

I'd do it on my head, no fucking problem.

DETECTIVE OFFICER: This is the memo of interviews.

If there's any additions, changes or alterations,

I'd advise you to let me know before signing.

I know fuck all. I don't know what you're talking about.

-I was banging me ma. -OFFICER: Who's your ma?

I'm not telling you who she is.

She's fucking married. Separated.

There'd be fucking war if the husband found out.

Yous bastards would tell him and all. Fuck that.

FRAN: This is being recorded, is it?

It is, yeah.

-Sound as well as pictures? -Yeah.

(FRAN SIGHS)

(SINGING GIBBERISH)

It's help I need, not hassle.

TERRY: Where are we off to?

Tell him, Gav.

-You know Elmo Creed? -Yeah.

Elmo was caught with an ounce, so we'll see how he's doing.

What's that worth, six months?

Maybe 12, with his previous.

(TYRES SCREECHING)

TERRY: Where's your old Jesus handle?

Last fella pulled it out with the nerves.

(ALL LAUGH)

Anyway, Obama here has an idea. Don't you?

And Elmo's not gonna like it.

DETECTIVE OFFICER: We have the gear you tried to throw away.

ELMO: I don't know whose it is. It's not mine.

DETECTIVE OFFICER: Fucking is yours.

ELMO: I don't know whose it is, it's not mine.

You want to come in with me?

No, let Terry.

Right, come on.

(KNOCKS DOOR)

Changeover, lads.

Have I worn yous out, lads?

Oh, I know you.

How's the bouncing going, me old pal?

CIARAN: You've been detained

under Section 2 of the Criminal Justice Drug Trafficking Act, 1996.

-Is that correct? -I don't know. Is it?

Now, before your solicitor arrives, there's only three factors

that a court will consider in terms of leniency.

If you plead guilty, at what stage you plead guilty,

and if you're of material assistance in the investigation. Do you understand?

Yous can fuck off.

All right then.

Go on.

What?

Go on, go.

Thanks very much for your assistance and co-operation, Mr Creed.

You're free to go.

No. Fuck off, you're not doing that.

You helping us or not?

No.

Well, then get out.

And again, thanks for your assistance.

This is a load of bollocks.

-I want my charge sheet. -There's no charge sheet.

I want my charge sheet. Where's my charge sheet?

There's no charge sheet. There's no charge. You're free to go.

And again, thank you.

I want my charge sheet!

What's going on? Where's my charge sheet?

There is no charge sheet.

Fuck this.

-Was he any use to you? -Ah, he's a great help.

Thanks again, Elmo!

Safe home now! Good luck.

MICK: How are you, Martin?

I worked with your father when I was in Crumlin.

He'd be so disappointed in you, Martin. Do you know that?

You know why you're being arrested?

Yeah.

Good man.

DANO: I'd like to get back doing stuff, Tony, you know.

I feel like a spare tool sitting on my bleeding tod.

Do you know what I mean?

I'll think about it.

How's the family?

All right, you know.

I've been off the gargle near four months now.

You're doing well, son.

She said if I made it to six, she'll let me back in the house.

Have you got that other shit out of your system?

Haven't gone near him, have I?

We're nearly done with him.

But we'll squeeze every penny we can from him first. Do you get me?

-You haven't gone near him? -No.

'Cause I want you to prove to me that you can wait.

And mark my words, Daniel, his day is coming.

They got Elmo with an ounce.

Gotta be fucking joking me. Where is he now?

I heard him being released without charge.

Ring him.

Has it turned off.

Fuck him.

Fuck him.

I was just going to ring you there.

That Tommy dope ratted me out.

It's the only thing that connects me to the thing.

Fran, he didn't rat you out.

Dave knows what they done. They tricked him.

Yeah, and they can trick him again.

-Dave said it's not a problem. -What the fuck does Dave know?

I'm going for a pint.

Find that little cocksucker Elmo.

Find out how he got out. All right. Go on.

-Nigel. -Just going for a swifty with Fran.

Need to sort out a few things with him.

What is it?

-Is it the kids? -No, the kids are fine.

What is it?

It's your ma. She's in hospital.

Is she all right?

She had a bit of a stroke.

A stroke?

(SIGHS) I'm going to the head, lads. See you later, all right?

-Good luck. -See ya, Ado.

I don't trust any of those fucks.

Not one of them.

I'll get that fucking Tommy in the long grass.

We'll have another one, Dean.

You get them in. I'm going for a piss.

WAYNE: Going to go for it now, are you?

I can get the car turned, ready to go.

No, wait till he gets out of the car.

We'll get him as he walks across.

(URINATING)

(FRAN GRUNTING)

(FRAN CHOKES AND COUGHS)

(GRUNTING AND GROANING)

(NOELY GROANS)

Jesus, Frano. Fucking bloodbath in here, man.

He jumped me, so he did.

Noely Hughes. Didn't know he got out.

What did he jump you for?

I was banging his missus.

(DEAN CHUCKLES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Here she is now.

-Are you coming in? -Who's in there?

All of them.

Are you coming in?

No, not with them all there.

But they know you're out here.

I don't care.

(SCOFFS) It's your ma, Nigel.

I don't want to go in and see her when they're all there.

You should show your face. You know, it's bad form.

Get a taxi home, all right?

Yeah.

What do you want me to say to them?

Tell them you were too upset?

(SCOFFS) Yeah, whatever.

Look, he's getting out. Want to go for it now, yeah?

(COCKS GUN)

Going to spray-paint this motherfucker.

-You turn the car around and be ready. -Yeah.

Fuck it.

-So, what the fuck went wrong then? -I don't know.

I thought you wanted me to hold back.

Yeah, not let him fucking go.

(SIGHS)

We need this to happen, Lizzie.

Otherwise the little clown's going to be walking around town laughing at us.

I would've gone for it, but I bottled it.

Remember, it's not just my da he done.

He was in the car when your man did poor Paddy.

Lord have mercy on him.

He's taken as much from you as he has from me.

NIDGE: What number are you at?

Come out to the street where I can see you.

-Yeah, I'm standing at the gate. -Yeah, I see you.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

-Thanks, Janet, you're a darling. -You're all right, hon.

I was getting paranoid.

I don't know, you know.

Have to be on my fucking toes all the time.

Ma, I'm going over to Charlene's house to watch a movie.

This is Nidge, me boss.

Aaron, are you saying hello?

-Hi. -Aaron.

This is me pride and joy.

-Aren't you, honey? -Ma!

Is that all right, yeah.

I don't want you staying out too late there.

Aaron, listen. Your ma's helping me out here, you know.

I need to stay someplace I'm not usually seen. You know what I mean?

It's nothing to be worried about, Aaron.

Can you do me a favour and not say it to any of your friends?

It's important, yeah?

All right.

Good man.

Right. See you later.

See you, man.

Do you want me to run you a bath?

I can wash your clothes.

I'll have them dried and ironed for you.

Is it all right if I crash here, with the young fella?

There's no point in lying to him. I've never done that.

How long is his da down for?

He's doing 10 years, you know.

He knows not to expect anything.

He said it himself.

My ma had a stroke.

She's in hospital.

Is she all right?

(DEEP SIGH)

Judge, he is saying that he has given his recollection of the event.

Listen, don't worry about the Tommy thing.

All he said was Fran. Could be any Fran. You know what I mean?

-Is it two of them? -Yeah, and there's a third one wobbly.

Know what I did to the prick?

I twisted his nut sack till I could hear it rip.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah.

Do you reckon I could ask him to take a look at my teeth while I'm there?

How are you doing, my old flower?

ANDREW: That doesn't seem very fair to me.

He's not a bank, is he? That's the rate.

That's how much it goes up.

Yeah, but from 2.5 grand to 6 grand...

Want me to go and tell him, then?

What can I do?

It's easy.

This is what happens, right.

You give us the money today, all of it, and that's it.

-We're quits. -I don't have it.

I can get you the 2.5 in... In another week.

But that's me done. I'm literally broke.

There's nothing in the pot. I'm telling the truth here.

What can I do? What else can I do? You can take my stuff.

What, your TV and that?

I'll tell you what he wants.

That stuff you use, Lidocaine.

You can have it. I've boxes of it there.

Two and a half mils.

No, we want it in powdered form.

As a mixing agent.

That's right. As a mixing agent.

-I can't. -Course you can.

You're bringing in all that dentist stuff to your warehouse.

I haven't been using a warehouse.

This stuff comes in from China via Rotterdam.

-I can't. -Why not? It's fucking legal for you.

Not for us, it's not.

But you're a dentist.

You won't get caught in any way if there's enough other shite coming in.

No one will know.

How long has your import business been going?

-My dad... My dad set it up. -There you go.

That's not going to ring any alarm bells with customs, is it?

I mean, it's either that or I beat the fucking bollocks out of you.

Yeah.

I need to recce the place.

Why?

What the fuck do you mean, "Why"?

Are you fucking stupid?

Need to recce the place for the cops

if we're going to be bringing in bundles of Lido.

That's why. All right?

You tell me where it is and I'll meet you there tonight.

And we'll see if it's suitable.

And you better be praying that it is,

'cause this is the only way you're going to pay that money back.

All right, Nidge. Sorry, man.

Some bullshit going on with the cops here.

Give me your phones.

Who's that?

-Tadgh. -Who's he?

A fella I play five-a-side with.

Yeah?

-Sounds like a cop name to me. -He's not.

Nidge, they wouldn't even give me my charge sheet.

-Where'd you fuck off to? -I ran when I saw them.

No, when you got out, you fucked off.

-Where? -I went for a pint.

-Why didn't you answer your phones? -I was thinking what to do.

I didn't know what they were doing. I done nothing, Nidge.

You know me. You know I wouldn't.

GARDA: Judge, at 7:30AM. the defendant, Thomas Daly, was released

from the provisions of Section 30 of Offences Against the State Act.

He was charged as laid out in charge sheet 54172 by Sergeant David Nelligan

and made no response after cautioning.

My application is for remand for one week for DPP directions.

And what are your grounds for applying to keep him in custody, guard?

GARDA: The gravity of the case, Judge.

There's a flight risk with the defendant.

How long will it take for the DPP's direction in this matter?

-Six weeks, Your Honour. -JUDGE: Okay.

I'm going to remand the defendant in custody for one week

with consent to bail on lodgement of a cash surety of 20,000 euros.

Thank you.

SECURITY OFFICER: All rise.

(INDISTINCT)

-SIOBHAN: What does that mean? -He'll get bail next week.

Why not now?

That's the way it is, you know.

You have to lodge the 20 grand and then that's it. It's done.

Case won't be heard for another year or so.

20 grand.

Don't worry about that, darling. I'll sort it out.

What else are uncles for.

-How's everything? -It's all right.

-Little Leyden, how's he? -He's grand.

Need to grab this man here, Siobhan.

Trish wants to know are you sorted for coming

to Warren's First Communion the week after.

-I didn't know anything about it. -Tommy not tell you, no?

No problem, darling. I'll get Trish to text you.

We're having a bit of a party, bouncy castles all that,

-all right? -Yeah.

So, I'll buzz you before anyway. All right?

And don't be worrying about any of this bollocks, all right?

Fucking bouncy castles.

-I know. -Fucking racket.

Wet T-shirt competition. That's what you want at a Communion party,

a bit of craic.

MICK: How's everything going, Siobhan?

He'll be back before the court next week, is it?

-I expect he'll get bail then. -I hope so.

Ah, he will, he will.

Listen, I... I can't talk to you.

I mean, I don't want to be seen talking to you.

This is my number, Siobhan.

Call me, day or night.

When you're ready to help.

When I was your age you'd be lucky if you ended up getting 50.

Marco O'Neill got 2 grand last year.

-2 grand? You're fucking joking me. -No.

-2 grand! -Yeah.

-For his bleeding communion? -Yeah.

-Has he loads of rich rellies? -His dad does something.

But they're normal like.

Oh.

Your ma said you didn't want to wear a suit.

Nah, it's stupid.

(LAUGHS) What are you wearing?

Just, like, a jacket from Hollister and a shirt and trousers.

-And you're getting new trainers, yeah? -Yeah.

Yeah. You're better off getting runners 'cause you'll wear them again, you know.

-Ma said I can't have lines on the side. -What?

Like, they shave lines on the side.

(SCOFFS) Get whatever you want.

-Yeah. -Yeah, whatever you want.

You're a great lad, Warren, you know that?

(DOG BARKING)

Do you know who lives in these flats?

No.

Elmo.

So, what are we going to do?

It's a fucking surprise.

Do you not like surprises, Terry?

I'll be here.

Terry, you can run if you need to, can't you?

What are we doing?

Just a bit of fun, that's all.

(SPRAYING)

TERRY: They don't teach you this in Templemore.

What's that look like?

(LAUGHS) That's fucking class.

Come on, get out of here.

(MOBILE RINGING)

Yeah. Relax the cacks.

I'm on the way.

And don't be fucking ringing me on this phone.

Hello?

(GRUNTS)

Fuck.

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

Fuck sake, Noely! You shot me!

(BOTH GRUNTING AND STRAINING)

(PANTING)

(MOBILE RINGING)

I'm sorry to bother you.

What the fuck are you doing ringing me?

I'm sorry, but the guy you sent,

he... He said he'd meet here.

But that's, like, three hours ago.

I'm wondering what I should do.

-Did he say he'd be there? -Yeah.

Well, fucking wait for him.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

FRAN: You're a fucking pussy.

You're mad man, bro.

What the fuck?

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