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(TOMMY GROANING IN AGONY)

(CONTINUES GROANING)

(WAILING)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Tommy. Tommy, are you okay in there?

(SOBBING)

(SIREN BLARING)

NURSE: Stay still a second.

-You poor thing. It's bad, is it? -Yeah.

I can't give you anything until the doctor sees you, okay?

-Have you had the bleeding before? -Yeah.

-Yeah? And the headaches? -Yeah.

-As bad as tonight? -No.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

TRISH: How was she?

Yeah, she was all right. That's yours.

That's me for the next couple of days, all right?

Mmm.

-She must've been happy to see you. -No, she was asleep.

-Where are you staying? -All over. You don't need to know.

Look, It's no five star accommodation where I'm kipping, that's for sure.

If that's what you're worried about.

I'm not. I thought you'd be here for Warren's Communion.

-I'm here for it, aren't I? -And what about after it?

I'll have security.

I can't be here, Trish, when there's a threat hanging over me.

-I thought it was sorted. -No.

I can feel it, I can smell it.

I just can't see it.

It's not going to stop us having a day out for Warren's Communion, babe.

-How much longer do you think? -Trish, I don't know.

Sure if I was in the army it'd be the same, wouldn't it?

No one's going to get me. That's why I'm on the move.

Be no use to you dead, would I?

Not a bad likeness all the same, Elmo.

Fuck off, Ado. I'm not a bleedin' rat.

I never said you were. I'm going to head off.

The copper wouldn't even give me my charge sheet for fuck sake, Ado.

-Tell him. -You had an ounce on you.

-I know I did. -I was there.

Tell him I'll meet him anyplace, anywhere.

He can put me blindfolded in a boot and then he'll know.

What's the story with me, can I not talk to him?

No. He doesn't want to talk to you. Says you're benched.

Why?

He thinks you're a rat.

(BUZZING)

Tommy!

Would you mind waiting here? I don't know where he's going.

(SHOUTING) Tommy!

-What are you doing? -Getting the bus.

I said I'd come pick you up.

Ah, yeah.

I forgot.

-I've a taxi waiting for us. -Great.

It's a bleedin' disgrace.

Some fucker ramroads me, opens up on me with a sawn off

and I'm the one that gets put in for the night.

We go back in and you can say that on video and we'll put it in your statement.

That fucker wants to get his licence taken off him.

Sure, Noely's going back inside. He's in court this morning.

If this the way the country's run, I don't know why I pay my fuckin' tax at all.

-NIDGE: This Tommy thing is okay, yeah? -Oh, yeah.

He might get a couple of years

but the cops fucked one or two things that I'm looking into.

And does it hold weight, for him naming Fran?

I don't think there's a problem there for Fran.

But you never know.

Fuck sake, Dave. Don't say that in front of him.

-Tell him there's no fuckin' problem. -There's no problem.

Yeah. Don't be fuckin' creating a problem for me.

I want to calm the prick down, not wind him up.

Frano, there he is now!

Let me take a look at you. There's not a bleedin' mark on you. Want a pint?

A pint over here, pal!

-You getting a new van? -Dean's getting it fixed for me.

Not worth shite, getting rid of it.

-There was two of them, yeah? -Yeah.

He took the shotgun out of your man's hands.

This fuckin' animal.

-What was he having a go at your for? -A few things. I fucked his mot.

(LAUGHS)

He's not even still with her.

Otherwise, I'd be trying to fuck her again to do his head in.

-He's back inside, is he? -Yeah.

I'll catch up with him again sometime.

Mouldy old ride she was anyway.

Wasn't worth getting these knocked out of me.

-Have a word with my guy. -Yeah, I will now.

(DEVICE WHIRRING)

There we go. Have a rinse out there.

Now, we still need to keep an eye on those hairline cracks.

It's fine for now, but maybe we should think about crowns down the road.

Okay.

All I'm asking you is to listen to Dave, Fran.

-I'm listening to him, Nidgy. -Yeah, but you haven't.

Did I interrupt you, Dave? Did I?

Am I not sitting here listening to all you have to say?

Fran, Dave's been in the game years, so he has.

I don't give a bollocks.

No offence, Dave. I fuckin' don't know you.

You're representing me here, but I don't know you.

-He's top notch, Fran. -I'm not saying he's not.

Well, then listen to what he has to say.

It's easy for you to say, Nidgy.

It's not you that dopey fuck named, is it?

It'd be a different story then, wouldn't it?

Dave, would you mind?

Yeah. I've to make a couple of calls. I'll be outside.

Cheers, Dave.

What do you want to do, Frano? Want to fuckin' clip Tommy?

It'd be a fuckin' start.

He's gone in the head now anyway, Nidge. You know what I mean?

Fuck off and don't be annoying me.

He's married to Siobhan, he's family and he's a pal.

Jesus, Nidgy, don't make me laugh. Family?

Who the fuck knocked the bollocks out of him and put him in hospital?

The bleedin' tooth fairy?

I'll be honest with you, Nidgy. Some people can do their time.

But it's fuckin' rough being locked up.

If I have to do it, I'll do it.

No problem, Nidgy.

But doing it for nothing,

because some brain-dead fuck is missing a bit of his oblong fuckin' delata.

That won't happen no matter who he's friends with.

Listen, Frano, I've been around this game a lot longer than you.

-There's no panic. -See me panicking, Nidgy?

We've got a good thing going here. A bit of cash.

We've this dentist dope bringing in gear this way, under the radar

and we're all laughing.

But not a fuckin' hair.

When were you in hospital, Tommy?

Yesterday, it was.

-Why? -Why was I in hospital?

'Cause of this headache. Fuckin' killing me.

And my ear was bleedin'.

Fuck this.

What are you doing here? You're giving me a pain in the bollocks.

I don't know what you're at, but it's not working.

I'm not doing anything, pal.

Fuck off, will you, and don't be annoying me.

ANDREW: I'm leaving a note for you here, Mary.

Would you give Miriam Daly a call in the morning

and ask her to come in for the new braces fitting.

And I want to make sure we can get her up to date on her payments.

Yeah, sure. I'll give her a call. See you tomorrow.

-Have you a second, Annemarie? -Yeah.

Are you not happy here?

What? No, I'm totally happy.

You seem to be second guessing me every time I'm with a patient.

I don't think they all need crowns.

Well, you're not the fuckin' dentist. You're the nurse.

So unless you want to go to college and do the full seven years,

I'm about as much interested in your opinion as I am in Mary's. Do you get me?

Terry. Are you all right, me old pal?

The missus not letting you slip her the old "once a week?"

(LAUGHS)

You'll get used to it, pal.

Terry.

Come on. We'll go outside for a smoke. Come on.

Gav. Bring the smokes, will you?

Fuckin' shitting myself. The nerves are gone.

Fuckin' 20 years ago I'd have went out and fuckin' decked him.

That'd be the end of it. Do you know what I mean?

Standing there, grinning at me.

Knowing he's getting to me.

I thought this would stop.

The gaffer can't find out about this

and you don't be saying it to him when you're pissed for extra brownie points.

Even if he knows, he doesn't want to know.

Yeah.

-All right, I'm checking in. -All right.

-Can I take your name, please? -Delany. Nigel.

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

Good girl. Good girl. Not long yet. All right.

(BARKING)

Give her here.

Stick on the monitor.

Dirty bastard.

(GRUNTS)

You can't breathe, can you?

Don't worry. Come on.

What are you doing, muscles? Don't fuckin' kill him.

Sorry about that, now, son. He doesn't know his own strength.

Have you got your breath there?

That's what it feels like when you can't get your breath and you're drowning.

We could take you now and fuck you in the river. No one would know.

I don't want you around any more.

(COUGHS)

Are you sure about this thing? Getting rid of your man?

I'm not fuckin' going back in, that's for sure.

Pull him off the street, get him in the van.

He might think he knows but he won't.

I don't give a bollocks if he does. Prick's not right in the head.

I'd say the bitch will go tonight, Fran.

Yeah.

She's only gorgeous, isn't she, Ado?

She's beautiful. You're a real little stunner, Princess.

-Try it with the other bag. -No.

Go on, I want to see.

I think I prefer the first one.

Where are you going?

I have to head back to the gaff.

I have that thing in the morning, remember.

-What'll I do, Dad? -I don't know, Eric. Talk to him.

He won't talk to me.

The longer it goes on, the more he thinks I'm a rat.

I know he thinks I'm a rat 'cause I can't go near him 'cause I know I'll get done,

'cause he thinks I am.

I can't go near him 'cause I'll get done so that makes him sure I'm one.

Jesus, son, I can't make head nor tail of what you're saying to me at all.

Will you go and talk to him for me?

Here, it's a new phone for you. I'm in it all ready, all right?

-Got the two of them tomorrow? -No, only Debs.

-The other ones are all fuckin' sick. -Fuck sake.

-It's a waste of bleedin' time. -I know. We need a big haul again.

The cops are all over me.

I could ask Nadine. She wants to do the run.

I might have a clean way in that the cops don't know about.

Hey, I'm outside now.

Sorry. I was just in the middle of cooking something.

I was going to open the door with my own key,

but then I thought, well, that might be a bit weird.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Sorry. I'm nearly there.

The kids eat that?

No. They had pizza earlier.

It's Ottolenghi.

Finished.

What?

Is everything okay?

Moneywise.

You mean the cheques for the kids school fees.

The secretary rang me this morning.

Everything's fine, Una. They should've gone through.

There's money there.

-How is that possible then? -I don't know.

If we have to change schools we better do it now,

because Sinead's got exams next year.

No. We're not taking them out of school.

But, Andrew, I'd prefer to know if things aren't going okay because...

Una, there's no problem. Okay?

Everything's fine. Okay?

Hey, where are you going? It's late.

I'm going out for a bit.

Where?

A bit of a run.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(WOMEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

-Jesus. -(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)

(GIGGLING)

Disgusting.

Fuckin' dirt bag.

(SWITCHING CHANNELS)

(TURNS OFF VOLUME)

(DIALLING)

(CHIMING)

-NIDGE: All right, it's me. -Yeah.

How's everything?

All right. The same.

Did you get your suit back from the cleaners?

Yeah.

Have you got a dose coming on?

Yeah.

-Can I talk to my little buddy? -He's asleep.

All right.

Meet yous at the church, all right?

Yeah.

All right then.

(TURNS ON TV VOLUME)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Any luck?

No, he wasn't there again last night.

-Whose Facebook are you on? -The Elmo fella.

-He can't see it's you looking? -No.

-Is he saying anything? -No.

(GULLS CAWING)

(SHIP HORN BLOWING)

MAN: Sorry, excuse me.

Excuse me.

-Sorry. Me? -Yeah.

I just need you to open your bag, please.

-Why, am I in trouble? -No. It's just a spot check.

Okay. Sure.

Where are you coming from?

Liverpool. My sister in Liverpool.

It's much handier coming this way than flying, you know?

Sick of airports, the hassle.

Oh, my God!

I could kill her. She's always doing stuff like this.

-She thinks that's funny. -You're okay.

Thanks. (GIGGLES)

ADO: See, that's what I told you, didn't I? The old dildo trick.

It's been going years now.

I think my sister was the one who first started it.

(DUCT TAPE RIPPING)

You're going to have to just go for it.

No, it'll take the skin off.

-Do you have any water? -No. Just spit on it, will you.

Do you want me to spit it on for you?

(SPITS)

(SCREAMS)

Fuck.

(GROANING)

Shut up. You'll be here all fuckin' day.

Here.

-Where are you going? -To get the bus.

I'll give you a lift if you want.

Okay.

It's just I can't when Nadine's with me.

She does get jealous.

-Do you need some? -No, fuck off. I'm off it.

Maybe an old smoke.

Come on, we'll go for a spin.

(DOG BARKING)

(WHIMPERING)

Why didn't they give him a scan in the hospital?

I don't know, Siobhan. They really should have.

Just 'cause he's a prisoner, they don't pay attention.

They should've given him a scan.

I don't want to go back in.

I'll be grand.

What do you think about the bleeding?

I'd be concerned about it.

His ear was bleeding before. When was this?

Last week and last month and a few times.

Okay.

And he hasn't seen anybody about that, about bleeding at those times?

No.

GERRY: Eric.

You done nothing wrong, son.

Yeah, I'll talk to you.

Do you want a drink, Nidge?

What do you want, Gerry?

I just want to clear my son's name.

He's no rat.

Tell him, Eric.

I swear to God, Nidge.

I wouldn't.

I don't know what's going on.

I was begging them for my charge sheet.

That fuckin' pig was laughing his bollocks off at me.

That's all I can say.

The lad was set up. You can see it with your own eyes.

Elmo, listen, I don't know what's going on.

But I know if Gerry says you're not a rat, I know he thinks you're not.

I'm not.

But if Gerry goes guarantor on you and you're a busted flush,

well, you know what's going to happen, Elmo.

I know.

All right, I believe you.

-Thanks, Nidge. Going to have a pint? -No, I have to head, Gerry.

Thanks, Nidge. I'll walk you out.

Thanks, yeah.

I'm not a rat, Nidge. I'd hate to be.

I was looking at that graffiti on the wall and I was saying,

"Thank fuckin' God that's not me."

What graffiti?

You're still barred, you know that, Andrew.

Yeah.

He's on his way.

Thanks.

JANET: I put him inside in the office for you.

Any idea what this prick wants?

Do you have my money, do you?

No.

Look, you've probably done checks into my background.

-What the fuck is this? -Sorry. I...

What? What do you want?

I've been thinking. My business is fucked.

The practice makes decent enough money, but it's a lost cause.

The only thing keeping my head above water is the interest only.

The family home I transferred into the wife's,

now ex-wife's name three years ago

so at least the kids have a roof over their heads.

She doesn't fuckin' work. Doesn't care.

The only hope for me is to go to England and go bankrupt.

Fuck that. I don't want to do that.

So when this happened, I thought it was a bad thing.

Then I thought maybe it's a good thing.

Then I thought, what's in it for me?

I'll tell you what's in it for you.

You don't get your legs broke.

I don't mean broke like broke in half and you walk again.

I mean properly fuckin' splintered.

Look,

if I hadn't gone into property I'd be a good businessman.

I don't mean good. I mean, I'd be on the first fuckin' squad.

I'm an MBA. I've worked as a management consultant.

I worked summers at stock brokers. I know finance.

I can do all the paperwork. I can organise.

I can make whatever you want to make work, work.

Why?

-I need the money. -So what do you want from me?

I want you to cut me in. And I'll do it all properly.

-And I need a sub. -Of course, you do.

Is that all right?

Can you fix me up?

Yeah. I can do that.

(RINGING TONE)

Fuck sake.

-Nadine. -What?

Come here a minute, will you?

What? I have to get my hair done.

-I thought Sheena was coming over. -She is. She'll be here now.

-I have to get my Fi. -For fuck sake, Ado.

-I have to. -Go on then.

I thought you said you didn't need me at the church.

I don't want you at the church. Her dad's going to be there.

Fuck sake.

He's not going to Nidge's youngest's party, is he?

No, he's not. Go on. I'll see you later.

What?

It's just the young one that usually sells me her piss is not answering her phone.

For fuck sake.

If your piss is clean, Nadine, I need it.

I thought you were clean.

I am. It's just the benzos, they show up, don't they?

Where's the bottle?

I have it upstairs. I'll get it.

-PRIEST: Body of Christ. -Amen.

-Body of Christ. -Amen.

-Body of Christ. -Amen.

-Body of Christ. -Amen.

I thought you already had your bleedin' breakfast.

Shh. Stop.

Tastes like cardboard, doesn't it.

Could do with a bit of salt and vinegar. Am I right, buddy, huh?

-Ketchup. -(CHUCKLES)

-Body of Christ. -Amen.

-How are you, cuzzy? -All right, Ado.

All right.

-Congratulations. -What?

You're pregnant.

-Get the fuck. -That's what your urine sample shows us.

-You're pregnant, so congratulations. -For fuck sake.

I'm reducing your dose from 80mls to 50mls until next week, okay?

There'll be a male doctor here to ensure it's your own urine.

Here, cuzzy.

Can you sort me out with Fi? That bitch doctor reduced my dose.

No problem, yeah.

Here, Tommy.

-How are you, Fran? -Yeah, man, good.

-Just going to the shops. -Do you want a lift?

-No, it's only around the corner. -Come here.

I'm sorry I lost a head with you the last time we were talking.

I wanted to come around and say I was sorry, you know.

You were right about that young one.

I shouldn't have worn that bleedin' mask. I wasn't thinking, you know.

I should've listened to you.

Remember you said that Siobhan does like the baby puppies.

She likes puppies.

One of my dogs had a litter of baby puppies a few weeks ago.

She'd love one I'd say.

We're going to Nidge's party for the young fella.

In the hotel? I'm going too.

We'll pick up the puppies, bring them back to Siobhan

and I'll drop yous at the party. What do you think?

Can we stop at the shop?

Of course, we can. Hop in.

Tommy!

Jesus, that's a nice phone.

Tommy!

Give us a look at it.

I might get one of them myself.

TOMMY ON VOICEMAIL: This is Tommy. Leave a message.

Tommy, where are you? What are you doing?

Tommy, ring me!

Come on, come on.

AUTOMATED VOICE: The number you have dialled is no longer in service.

Please, please, please.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Okay.

OPERATOR: Emergency, which service?

Hello? Police, please.

Okay, connecting you now.

-MAN: Hello, Police. -Hello.

Hello, yes?

Hello. I'm looking for a detective.

You know which department do you need?

-No. His name is Moynihan. -What station, miss?

I don't know where he's attached but he's a detective, I think.

He's a detective.

I'm sorry, miss, I can't help you without his full name.

Can you tell me what this is in relation to about?

So I can put you in touch with another detective...

-No. No, sorry. -...who maybe able to help out.

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

I don't want you on that bouncy castle in your dress. It'll get destroyed.

-It won't. -It will.

It won't, Mom. Please.

Should've brought your track suit with me.

-Do you want me to go back and get it? -No, she's all right.

She may as well get the wear out of it. Go on.

Try not to rip it.

Leave that tray down there when you're finished.

These are whopper nuggets, Nidge.

I think they're made with real chicken.

Going out for a smoke.

-All right, Nidge. How are we doing? -Fuckin' madness in there. Can't relax.

Cops.

-Where? -012 green.

Yeah. Keep your eyes on them.

The head bangers that are after me don't give a bollocks

if there's cops here or not.

Who the fuck is this?

All right, Siobhan?

-You fuckin' prick. -What? What's the matter with you?

-Tommy. -What?

-Tommy! -Is he all right? Where is he?

Fran.

All right, come on. Come on.

-What's going on? -Fuck knows.

She's not happy about something.

We go over?

Trish. Trish. Look after Leyton, okay.

-Are you all right? Are you all right? -Yeah.

-What's the matter? -Come on.

Stay on the door. Stay on the door.

It's okay.

-Dean. -Here.

Where are the dogs?

Dean will show you where they are now.

(MOBILE RINGING)

-Is that mine? -What?

The phone. I can't find mine. Did I not give it back to you?

I think I did. You can have a look after in the van.

Dean will bring you down to where the dogs are.

We'll pick which one we'll get for Siobhan.

(RINGING TONE)

-Where is he? -It's okay. It's going to be okay.

-(PUPPIES BARKING) -(CHUCKLING)

Some bleedin' racket out here.

Tommy. Want a smoke?

Yeah.

Are you not going to smoke it?

No, I'll save it for later.

(LAUGHS)

(RINGING TONE)

(MOBILE RINGING)

Ah, Nidgy.

Fuck off with your Nidgy. You were seen.

What's that Nidgy? Seen where?

Siobhan seen you and Tommy get into your poxy fuckin' van.

-Don't think so. -You're a fuckin' cock.

She saw you and Tommy getting into your van.

That'll stand up in court, will it?

Fran, please.

Please, just let him bleedin' go, will you?

Will you do me one favour?

Don't go near him, right. I'm going to get Dave to give you a call, okay?

What do I want to talk to Dave for?

Siobhan, go out there for a second darlin', please.

Just for a second, okay.

You fucked off without hearing what he had to say.

Sure Dave's your man.

He said he looked into this 'cause I asked him to.

He said that the cops fucked up, right. 'Cause Tommy...

They're defence is this, yeah,

there's no way they can use anything he said 'cause when he's been interviewed...

He's brain-damaged, right,

so they shouldn't have interview him on his own.

There had to be a social worker or someone with him or somebody like that.

They had that person in after

but one of the coppers fucked up so when he was asking him about you,

-your man wasn't in the room. -So what?

Whatever he said it's not good, it can't be used.

It can't even be brought up in court.

Listen, I'm going to call Dave on the other number, all right?

You stay where you are, all right? You stay where you are, okay?

(NIDGE PANTING)

Dave, come on. Answer the fuckin' phone.

(MOBILE RINGING)

Nidge, what's the story?

Dave, thank fuck. Look, Dave, this is an emergency. I can't talk.

I need to know what sort of person should've been in with Tommy?

Siobhan, for fuck sake. Please, now, I'm trying to sort this.

Dave, what's the name who should've been in with Tommy?

A person who's there 'cause Tommy's fucked in the head. What is it?

Appropriate adult.

Appropriate adult, that's it. That's all I need.

Keep your phone on, Dave. It's an emergency.

-You're 100% on that? -Yeah.

All right. Great. Appropriate adult. Appropriate adult.

What does that mean?

It means there's no way Tommy's statement

can be used against you. No way.

100% is what Dave's after saying and you can ring him or ring someone else.

But Jesus, Fran, Siobhan seen you with him and look, we're buddies.

Yeah? Me and you, we're going to go on and do good things.

I'm asking you, Fran.

All right, Fran, please. I'm asking you.

Yeah, go on. It's all right.

You can tell her that Tommy was interested in buying a pup off me, that's all.

-So it's sorted, yeah? -I bleedin' told you it was, didn't I?

What the fuck are you asking me again for?

Fuckin' hell.

Come here.

(SOBBING)

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

-ADO: I thought you wanted another one. -When did I ever say that?

-You're always saying it. -Fuck sake.

That's all I bleedin' need.

I don't know, Nadine. It could be good for us.

A little Ado running around the gaff.

Fuckin' women. Pain in the hole.

That's all sorted anyway. What do you want now?

You want me to do it again?

One more time, right. Then I'll fuck off.

(HIGH-PITCHED VOICE) How much did you get?

(ALL LAUGHING)

How much did you get, was it a million?

Go on. Kids are doin' my bleedin' head in.

You all right, buddy? Did you have a good day?

(SNEEZING)

Do you want a tissue?

I think I've your dose coming in.

(MOBILE VIBRATING)

(SNIFFLES)

Do you want me to get that?

(MOBILE CHIMING)

-It's Joe. -Who?

-Your brother. -Oh.

Joe.

Yeah, okay, Joe.

Yeah, he's here with me. I'll tell him, yeah.

Just now, was it?

Yeah. I'll get him to call you.

What?

-Is it my Ma? -Yeah.

-When? -There now. Ten minutes ago.

-Have him. -Who?

-Nidge. -How?

Elmo just posted RIP.

His old one, Nidge's ma.

That means we know where he's going to be.

We can follow him. We can get him at the funeral.

-No. -Why?

We'll wait, get him another time. We're not getting him there.

-Why not? -'Cause it's wrong.

I got everything sorted. Fees are fine. It's all completely fine.

I was waiting for a couple of things to come through and they did.

That's great.

So listen, I don't want you up when I get back, okay?

You can't get up for school in the morning.

-You're going out? -Yeah.

I'm going to meet Helen and Jane in that new place.

(SPRAYING)

Ta-da!

(BOTH LAUGH)

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

DEBBIE: Hey, Nidge.

It's Debbie. (LAUGHS)

Everything's going great with everything, you know.

With Ado.

I don't know who the fuck you are.

Come here to me, hon.

I'm so sorry to hear about your mom. Are you all right?

-Yeah. What's the story with your man? -He's all right.

He's asking me can he run a tab. What do you think?

-Yeah, go on. Do me a favour, Janet? -Anything, hon.

Tell that junkie crack whore not to be talking to me.

I don't know her. I don't want to know her.

Fuckin' thinks she's special or something.

I'll talk to her.

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