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JOHN: What about his house?

No one there except his missus.

-Linda. I thought that was you. -Nigel.

-I want the pipe bomb going in the house. -All right.

JOHN: When his missus is in there.

You light this, right, then you run like fuck, okay.

-It's got a proper bomb in it. -All right.

What?

He wants me to pipe bomb the house when she's there.

What'll I do, Darren?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(MOANING)

(MOANS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

So can you put a word in for me with your man?

-With Nidge? -Mmm.

-What would you do? -For money like.

Yeah, but what would you do?

Fuck off, Guinea, will you, for money?

-Oh, can I bring my mate along? -I'm not talking about now.

I'm talking about down the road, in a year or two, do you know what I mean?

Yeah, but what would you do?

I don't know. Whatever they wanted me to do.

Like what they get you to do.

Yeah, but I didn't say what he wants me for, did I?

What does he want you for?

I don't know. He'll tell me and I'll do it.

-Who does he want shot? -Don't know, whoever.

-Pay me for it as well. -(SNIFFLES) Deadly.

I don't care either, you know, Guinea.

Bang, bang, you're dead.

(BOTH PANTING)

I'm sweating.

That was one of the best fucks of my life.

(GROANS)

Top 20, for sure.

That good, was it?

-Number 19, am I? -No.

No, you're right. It was up there. You know what I mean.

-You were in the top 10. -(CHUCKLES)

-If not higher. -(LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT SIREN BLARING)

ELMO: All right, Debs.

-How was it? -It was all right.

The same. The usual.

Don't get too relaxed, Debbie. That's when things fuck up.

I know myself.

What are you doing? Don't fucking do that here!

-Sorry. -Fuck's sake.

I'll drop you back to the gaff.

-No, I have to go to work. -What? Now?

Yeah. Janet wants me to cover for someone.

She has me like a battery hen.

I have to hit my targets, lay so many eggs a day.

I'll drop you back there then.

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

ANDREW: No, the consignee is me.

Same address, yes.

Hang on.

Sorry, can I just call you back?

Can I take your direct line?

7245. And it's Gerry, right? Great, Gerry. Thanks.

-Are you all sorted? -Everything's ready.

I honestly can't see, after we get the lidocaine in,

how anything could go wrong. It's watertight.

You little bollix. We have you now.

When will you have that plate sorted for me?

I'll give them a call this week. So it should be any day now.

And you've the gold ones for me there, don't you?

For my bleeding teeth!

I asked you about getting the gold-plated falsies.

Um...

-Had you there, didn't I? -(CHUCKLES)

-Had you going. -Oh, geez.

What do you think, I want to look like a bleeding fucking...

You know what I mean.

A bleeding rapper. Bleeding fucking Jaws.

(ANDREW GROANING)

ANDREW: Jesus Christ.

(BEEP)

What are you thinking, gaffer?

What?

Yeah, I think we should take him in.

(MOBILE RINGING)

Sorry, Ciaran, for a second.

Hello.

Hello.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(PAPER TEARING)

(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)

JANET: You must be joking.

You're a dirty old so and so, you are.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I don't know where you heard that,

but all I can say is come in yourself and see.

-(LIGHTER CLICKS) -That's the best I can tell you.

What the fuck are you doing, smoking in here?

Get the fuck. Go on.

I'll wait for you outside.

Come on in and we'll look after you.

Ask for me. Janet.

No. I'm the manager.

No, sure, I'd be too old for you.

No.

No.

(LAUGHING)

All right, we'll see you then, hon.

Fucking arseholes.

Don't think I've anything better to be doing

than listening to their shite talk.

You can get fucked, Debbie, if you think you can pull that face with me.

What face, Janet? I'm not doing anything.

The fucking sad face on you there. I can see what you're doing.

You've only got yourself to blame.

I have the numbers of all of what you owe me.

If you want to go through it with me now, you can.

I'll sit you down and we can go through it.

No. Sorry.

I'm tired, Janet. Sorry.

We're all fuckin tired, aren't we?

Tired! You're fucking gassed, Debbie, you are.

If you stayed away from the shit,

you'd have enough money for whatever you wanted.

Shit, Denise is going back to college, isn't she?

She's a total bitch.

I hate her.

She's not that bad.

No, she's a fucking bitch. She keeps docking my pay for bullshit.

Bitch.

-NADINE: See you later. -See you later.

I think there's a bit of a bump there, Nadine.

What are you talking about?

On Crystal and Harrison I've never shown.

-Right until I was delivering them. -Yeah, but this one's mine.

He'll have a bit of meat on his bones.

See you later, love.

-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING) -(DOGS BARKING)

NIDGE: The main thing when it comes in is to keep it tight our end.

Go to ground. Let the coppers think you're on holiday or something.

Just hide out for a couple of days, make sure none of us are getting followed.

Your man was saying his old lad's company has been going for 25 years.

So it's not going to set off any alarm bells going through customs.

I know, yeah. That's what I wanted from him.

In fairness to you, Nidgy, you can spot them.

He's got all the paperwork and he's on the phone there.

You know what I mean?

I'm telling you.

-The old one used to laugh at me. -What?

-(DOGS BARKING INDISTINCTLY) -My old one. Remember Linda?

Lord have mercy on her.

She used to laugh at me.

I'd be going on about getting a yacht and fucking off to Barbados,

and she'd be breaking her bollocks laughing at me.

"What the fuck are you on about yachts and bleeding Barbados?"

(MEN CONTINUE SHOUTING)

Wherever you are, doll, I told you I'd get there.

PATRICK: Fran.

FRAN: Patrick, there you are, pal.

Did you pick the one you wanted, young man?

Do you know Nidgy, Pat?

How are you?

Pat can get you anything you want, gun-wise.

Pipe bombs, grenades, anything. Rocket launchers. (CHUCKLES)

PATRICK: If I can get my hands on them, I'll be able to sell them.

I'd sell anything to anybody, you know. Doesn't matter to me.

(DOG WHINES)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

BRANDON: Can I get in the back with him, Da?

PATRICK: Go on. Let's sit in the front then, Brandon.

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Still in the same place, are you?

Might need a few bits and bobs off you, you know.

I, uh, do my business with everybody.

I say nothing to nobody. You know what I mean.

So you know Fran in any way. You know him long?

Nobody knows nothing.

I keep myself to myself. That's the way I keep it, you know.

No matter how well I know someone,

I don't know them and I say nothing. Okay?

(ENGINE STARTING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

It's beautiful, isn't it?

DENISE: Yeah.

I fucking hate that bitch.

Thinks she's queen bee now with Nidge fucking her.

Imagine having to fuck Nidge to keep your job.

-I fucked him. -Have you?

What was it like?

Nothing. Couldn't feel him inside me.

(CHUCKLES)

No, I couldn't. I was numb.

I couldn't feel anything after the D&C.

It was only one time.

-So, how come she takes your money? -She caught me on it at works.

I fell asleep and she said she'd kick me out, so I said I'd pay her.

So what does she do?

She charges me for keeping her mouth shut and not saying anything.

Fuck that.

-How much she takes off you? -Twenty percent every week.

-No way. That's a fucking rip-off. -I know.

You should do something about it.

I know. I'm going to.

Fucking bitch.

(INDISTINCT MUSIC PLAYING)

Come on, straight. Come on, proper.

-Come on, up you go. Here you go. -(GROANING)

(PANTING)

-Are you bollixed? -I'm totally banjaxed.

This is what you should be having after your workout.

Repairs the muscle, you know. Builds it.

Here, you can have one on the house. What flavour would you like?

-Strawberry, chocolate, vanilla? -MAN: Strawberry.

-See you next week. All right. -Yeah.

Hey.

There's a big load coming in next month, if you want to up your order.

Oh, yeah. Will you sort me a decent price, if I take the extra weight?

Just let us know what you want. I'll get back onto you.

I was thinking maybe four or five boxes.

Four or five?

There's loads of them here that likes their white.

It'd be cash up front?

Any chance you could do some of it on tick?

I'll have to ask Nidge.

So how many do you want, four or five?

-Five. -I'll ask him. Go on.

Cheers, pal.

Fuck that shit.

How are you doing, my old pal? Gardai.

You're in a very serious situation. You know that?

You're bringing in this shit with Nidge and all his crew.

Very bad news for you, pal.

Lock it up now and hop in. We'll see if we can sort this out.

You want to put on your seatbelt there.

(ENGINE STARTING)

-Here, look at this. The Elmo's growing. -(CHUCKLES)

Nidge must've forgave him for being a fucking rat.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

Go out the back. There's a black Mitsubishi Colt outside.

-Bring a couple of newspapers with you? -Sure, I can watch the racing here.

Want me to go with you?

No. I want you to hold on here.

I'll ring you, if I'm not coming straight back.

Come on.

-ANDREW: Am I being arrested? -Let's just grab a cup of tea.

If I'm not being arrested, what are we doing?

Trying to help you out here, Andrew.

Help you out of this situation.

Do I need to get a solicitor?

CIARAN: Do you need a fucking solicitor?

You've no idea what power we have.

We've been monitoring you for the last few weeks.

Meeting up with gougers like Nidge, Fran and fucking Elmo every other day.

We've photographs of you meeting them.

That proves nothing.

We've photographs and videos of you bringing in vast quantities of lidocaine,

which is a known mixing agent for illicit class A drugs.

It's also used perfectly legitimately in my dental surgery.

What are you doing? Pulling out the teeth of elephants?

The amount of shit you've brought in,

it's the only way a court would believe you.

You're hanging out with some heavy people, Andrew.

And if we arrest you now, we can't go back.

And I can guarantee you that bringing in industrial quantities of lidocaine

is a criminal offence.

And the maximum sentence we'd be recommending would be 10 years.

If you let us know that's what you want to do,

we'll bring you down to the station, arrest you, question you,

and you can contact your solicitor and take your chances and...

Who knows, maybe the court will believe

this is one big, giant miscarriage of justice.

The Dun Laoghaire one.

We're giving you a chance to get out of this situation you're in, Andrew. Okay?

Will it go to court?

Depends on the level of co-operation we get from you.

Would they know?

Well, we'd hit them after the consignment left your premises.

So that's the next stage. So if that happens,

it wouldn't be connected back to you.

What would you want me to do?

We need you to fill in the blanks.

Every detail of how the drugs are being brought in,

every single detail of the how, when and where the handover is

and if Nidge is gonna be there.

You want to co-operate with us?

Good man. It's the right thing to do.

(INDISTINCT TRAIN PASSING)

-All right? -All right.

-There's a fair chunk of change there. -Cheers, Nidge.

NIDGE: Any more news for me?

No. They brought me in again, usual shite.

I kept saying it was Peter begging me.

Sure, they don't know.

And he was, anyway.

I said to them, "Ask him yourselves."

-So nothing further? -No, nothing.

I'm getting the cold shoulder in work, so they might think it.

Sure, even if I done nothing, they'd think that.

So fuck them. You know what I mean?

-I might need you for another job. -Yeah, game ball.

I need a driver.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Going to the workshop. Be back in an hour. All right.

-Where are you going? -Can I come with you, Da?

No, you can stay here.

Ah, Patrick, let him go with you.

What's he gonna do over there? What are you gonna do over there?

All right, come on.

Don't be telling me you're getting bored now.

BRANDON: I won't.

(DOOR CLATTERING)

-Hello. -NIDGE: Hello!

Come on. Get up. Get in there.

Stay in there.

-Hello? -Is that Patrick?

-Who is it? -Hello?

-Could you not ring me first? -Didn't have your number, Pat.

Forgot to get it off you.

Ah, there you are. I passed by the house there.

I was going to stop and get your number and I thought, fuck it, I'll head on.

I'm in the middle of something now.

Listen, I wanted to talk to you about the pipe bomb I got off you that time.

I've no interest in what it was used for. I sell them, that's all.

Yeah, yeah, but come here to me now and fucking listen to me, all right.

We're going to talk about this, yeah?

Where's the fella who was here with you the last time?

-He's not working with me no more. -Where is he?

England.

-There's someone else in there with you? -No.

That time I got it off you, it was for John Boy Power.

-Remember, it wasn't for me. -I knew that.

Whatever he wanted to do with it, that was nothing to do with me.

I was just picking it up for him, that's all.

Look, I don't know who it was used against or what. I've no interest.

People might be getting them off me and using them against each other.

Fran ever ask you about any of it?

No. I told you, he'd know nothing.

Look, if there's a problem here, let's talk it out.

My job is like a priest here. You've got to understand that.

Whatever I know stays in the confessional. Otherwise, it wouldn't work.

You're right.

I might put an order in with you, in that case.

No problem. Sort you out.

(OBJECT CLATTERS)

You have the young fella in there with you?

I thought you said you had no one in there with you.

And there's no one, only my young fella.

Okay. Okay.

So I'll talk to you, all right?

Denise?

Denise, are you awake?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Where are you going?

I'm not sitting over there like a fool.

-If you don't want me here... -No.

It's not that. I want you here. I just need to sort some shit out.

You're acting like you don't want me here.

(UNZIPS BAG)

-Here, I'll get that. -No.

It's a bit of fun.

If that's all it was, that's all it was.

But I'm not leaving. I'm gonna stay and have a fucking drink.

And you're welcome to come home with me or not.

And if you all want to come back and have an orgy with the girls,

I'll collect the money and empty the ash trays. That's what I do.

Look, I'll say it to you and I'll say it once,

and you can do whatever you want. Okay?

Okay?

I want to see you tonight,

but I don't want to see you in front of the lads.

Not 'cause I'm ashamed.

You're a beautiful woman, you're smart.

Twice as smart as me and you're kind.

That's the thing most of all, you're kind.

You're not looking for something off me.

And if this is a bit of fun, it's the best bit of fun I've ever had.

You know.

(CHUCKLES)

You're fucking wild.

You're not yapping all the time. I can stay with you and rest my head.

You know what I mean.

Fuck off home, will you? I'll ring you as soon as I'm done.

I don't want to be here. I'm doing it to keep them light, you get me?

I'll talk to a few of them, then I'll be over, all right.

-Give me a call when you're done. -Yeah.

-ELMO: What's up buddy, you all right? -Elmo.

I'm going out for a smoke. Send that young fella out to me.

Yeah.

Fat-head, he wants you.

How you getting on?

Who's your buddy?

Guinea. Called Glen.

Best mate of yours?

-I want you for a job. What do you think? -Yeah.

It's heavy enough. How does that sound?

I'll pay you a few pound. Enough for a decent second-hand jammer.

Pay me, I'll do it. Whatever.

Yeah, but this is a special one.

Don't want anybody to know about it. No one here.

The only person would be you and me. That's all.

So if you're gonna tell your pal, Guinea, then he's going to have to go, too.

So I don't talk to people, even Guinea.

I don't tell him anything.

-Think you can do that? -Yeah. I want to.

Andrew, hop in the back and we'll have a chat.

I can't find it.

(GROANS)

I knew I had it. I've put everything I have so far on this for you.

So you have the dates for when it arrives in port?

-Yes. -What about the next step?

-After the port? -Yeah.

I don't know. They said that I don't need to know.

So I presume it's the same as last time.

More bad news, is it?

(EXHALING)

-NIDGE: All right, love? You all right? -(SOBBING)

You did great. You did great. You did the right thing. You're magic.

We just need to see what the story is here,

'cause we don't want the cops near the other place.

You'd all be out of work. Am I right?

You're upset, are you? Yeah. Have you much clothes in there?

All right then. All right.

You can lend her a few things, yeah?

Pick up any pictures, her own stuff she has in there.

Let's get the fuck out of here, when we can, all right.

We need to hurry up now, Lara, love, okay.

What are we gonna do about calling the guards?

Who's going to call the cops?

The other girls will know.

We'll do a swap in Limerick for Lara. She'll keep her mouth shut down there.

You don't think we could get someone to let their families know?

No, Janet.

I've enough to be worried about without hassle from the cops.

The biggest hassle I have is that Debbie was supposed

to be doing a little trip for me to England

and now what the fuck am I'm gonna do?

-So we just leave them there? -Yeah.

-You can't do that. -Fucking watch me.

It's not fucking decent.

The neighbours will be up in a few days. Let them ring the cops.

I think we should get someone to do it.

Lara, let her do it.

If you ring it in, you can fuck off and get another job, Janet,

'cause we'll be closed down. It's as simple as that.

Fuck's sake. There's two of them here!

The papers will want heads on plates.

It's bad timing for me right now and I can't have it.

Come on.

-PATRICK: Come on. Jab. Jab. -(BRANDON EXHALING)

Two, three. Jab.

Two. Three. Four.

One, two, left two.

Two.

I don't want to say who is he, Jamesy. He'll be hassle for you all.

What if you tell the other fella?

Sure, it was my pipe bomb that went through his window.

But you didn't throw it. You only made it.

Look, if I can get out of this without saying a word to anybody,

that'd be the thing to do.

You could always cut your losses and move to England tomorrow.

That's a lot easier said than done.

Jamesy, it's a lot different when you've your own children to think about.

It's different for a single man. You know what I mean.

(DOG BARKING)

Hey.

I need you to keep this to yourself, all right.

Yeah.

Your one Debbie and the other one.

-Denise. -Yeah.

They won't be doing a trip over on the ferry.

-Say nothing. -No. Who do you want to go over?

See if your Nadine wants to do it. You said she'd be up for it.

Yeah. She could do with the extra few bob for herself.

Not have her fucking sponging off me.

Thinking that Debbie one was getting

a bit too bleeding cocky to be going all right, Nidge.

That's when things go wrong.

She's taking it too relaxed.

She fucking OD'd. That's why she's not going.

The two of the dopey bitches did. That's why.

(DOOR SHUTS)

(INDISTINCT NEWS PLAYING OVER TV)

Have the rest of that if you want.

No, I'm not hungry.

I know I'm a skinny fuck, but I eat when I get stressed, you know.

I do.

Regulates your blood sugar levels.

Look, I know it's shitty for their families or whatever, but fuck it.

They did it to themselves, Janet.

When my sister was 17 and I was 19, she died.

You serious?

-OD was it? -No.

Where does the time go?

Don't do it, if you're worried. It's a few pound for yourself.

I'm not worried.

I'm just thinking about it.

If I get caught, who's going to look after the kids?

-You know what I mean? -Hmm.

Maybe it's better anyway, not to.

You don't want to be having that little nipper inside you.

It'd be a bad start for him. You know what I mean.

It'd be all downhill after that.

(BELL RINGING)

(INDISTINCT)

How are you, Siobhan?

Hello, little man. How are you?

Tommy will be back in a second.

I have a couple of the lads keeping an eye on him.

They'll let me know when he's on his way back.

You didn't leave any message, Siobhan, when you rang my phone.

Hello.

I feel like I'm wasting your time. I'm embarrassed.

How's Tommy doing?

He goes out walking all the time.

I don't know where he goes.

I keep thinking he's going to top himself.

What makes you think that?

That's what I would do.

-Is that what you want? -For him or for me?

I just want him to get better again.

For Leighton. For me.

Were you thinking I might be able to help you get out, go somewhere?

Yeah.

I don't want him to get hurt.

I don't want him near them. I don't.

They're like bullies in school,

only they'll kill him and put him in a hole somewhere.

I know. I've seen it. I know. I know what happens.

And no one talks about it and you don't know what's real.

And the people who are crying the most are the ones who done it.

You know what I mean?

Do you still think it was the Nigerians who put Tommy in the hospital?

I'm only saying this,

because I want you to know what you're dealing with.

I thought it was at first. But then...

How did they know, you know?

No one saw anything, there were no witnesses.

So how did they know who done it to him?

That's what I was thinking. No one saw, so how did they know?

And they took him to the hospital. Darren did.

And I know he was angry about it. I know he was.

And he knew.

It was Nidge, wasn't it?

Yes, it was.

He got him back for me when Fran took him.

Yeah, well, then you've no worries.

You should feel safe.

I'm scared for him. For Tommy.

(SIOBHAN SNIFFLES)

You want us to help him?

-Can you? -Tell you what I'd do.

I'd swear now that I'd do my utmost to make sure that no harm came upon him.

But I need to know where they might be,

and if there was anything happening that might put him in any danger.

-Do you understand? -And you'd protect him?

If you kept us one step ahead of them, I would do that, Siobhan.

You think you could do that?

Yeah.

-Are you going to stay in the hotel then? -Yeah, I am, why?

The kids aren't any trouble.

No. It's just I was going to bring the young fella fishing.

-Fishing? -For pike.

You don't eat them or anything. Just fuck them back in.

Unless he wants to eat them.

Who the fuck is going to mind Crystal while yous are out fishing?

(SCOFFS)

-Maybe I'll wait till you get back. -I'm only gone one bleeding night.

-What are you going to do? -What am I going to do?

I'm going to get a good night's sleep without you pawing at me,

the kids waking me up and having to bleeding get up.

-Do you know what you have to do? -Yeah, I know. I've done it before.

I'm going to head in and get some magazines.

Do you want to bring the old dildo in the suitcase in case you get stopped?

I've never heard of that working before.

It works, I've seen it working. Sure, fucking invented it.

Don't forget to pick me up.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(HONKS)

All right?

(SNIFFLES)

The thing we're gonna do.

I hear you've been talking about it and you're dead. You understand?

Yeah.

But if you keep your mouth shut, then I have work for you.

A lot of work, yeah.

Give me the order and I'll do it. Whatever.

The order is don't fucking talk to anybody.

You got it?

-Yeah. -Good.

(GUN COCKS)

This is an in and out job, all right.

Let's go.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

NIDGE: Patrick.

Patrick, open the door, will you?

Patrick, how are things?

Patrick?

Patrick, open the door, will you?

Open the door, for fuck's sake. What are you doing?

Patrick, open the door. You're pissing me off now, sure, yeah.

Patrick, open the fucking door!

-(THUD) -(NIDGE GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(STRUGGLING)

(PANTING)

(CLICKS)

(GRUNTS)

Fuck.

Need a Hun to rival that fucking monster.

-We'll go after him? -No, we gotta go.

Come on, we gotta go.

(DOGS BARKING)

Shut the fuck up, will yous?

(MOBILE VIBRATING)

(TICKING)

(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)

-Hey, baby. Are you okay? -I'm all right.

What happened to your face?

Uh. Should have seen the other fella.

-You look tired. -Yeah, I am.

Come on to bed and I'll mind you.

Come here to me.

(SIGHING)

NIDGE: I'm shattered, baby.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

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