Original subtitles

-[punches landing]

-[men shouting]

Work the body, Thommo.

Come on, son!

[man]

Keep your feet moving!

That's it, Gary!

[punches continue]

[shouting continues]

Come on! Keep going!

[man 2]

Hit him, hit him, hit him!

[man 1]

That's it! Come on!

Into him, Hook!

That's it!

Controlled aggression!

Keep fucking going!

Keep going!

That's it!

One, two!

One, two!

Lads, keep going!

Good work!

and give it back!

Take it

Keep going! Lovely!

That's it!

All right, time!

Come on! Break!

Fucking break 'em!

I said time!

for me, boys.

Good, lads.

You'll do

Back in line.

Next.

Next.

the regiment.

Welcome to

Watch your footing, boys.

[drill sergeant]

Open it up a bit.

Come on, lads.

Come on. Stay with me.

Stay with me.

Steady.

That's it.

-[recruits laughing]

-Keep moving!

Get back on your

fucking feet!

Left, right,

left, right,

left, right.

Left, right,

left, right,

left, right.

Left, right,

left, right,

left, right.

Left, right,

left, right,

left, right.

Left, right,

left, right,

left, right.

Do not be afraid

of the water!

[man]

Plow through it!

Plow through it!

[man 2] Keep that head down!

pull yourself up!

[man 1] I said

Nice one. Come on, Hook.

Good work, son.

[man 1]

That's it!

[man 2]

and let's move it!

out of the grass

Pull yourself

Come on, Hook!

Help him out, Thompson!

Help him out, Thompson!

Come on! Drag him!

of the wall! Go!

Up the end

Get up there!

Come on!

against the wall!

Get your back

Come on!

Stop messing around!

Get your back...

Get him up there!

Go on! Get him up!

Go on. That's it.

Help each other!

-Help each other!

-Come on, Thommo.

That's it.

in each other's hands now.

Your lives are

Teamwork, boys!

Teamwork!

Get his knees up.

Well done, guys.

Get him over.

Go on. Keep moving!

Keep it going!

Keep it going!

What are you doing?

He's one of us.

Leave him!

when you reach your objective.

You can send a medic back

Now get back in formation

get everybody killed!

before you

and pull on socks!

Hands off cocks

Get fell in!

Come on!

Platoon, 'tion!

Platoon!

security situation in Belfast,

the deteriorating

Because of

is now being deployed there

on an emergency basis.

your regiment

Any questions?

-You're going to Belfast.

-[Hook] We're not going

to Germany?

I take it you all know

where Belfast is.

Northern Ireland.

The United Kingdom.

Here.

You are not leaving

this country.

What's up with you?

Come on, Darren, our kid.

Eat your food before it

gets cold, mate.

Hey-up.

Listen.

worried about me, okay?

I don't want you

I promise you.

I'll be fine,

Now, come on.

Eat up.

[fingers tap table]

the country, so you got

nothing to worry about.

I'm not even leaving

Got a girlfriend?

-No.

-No?

your teeth.

Let me see

You liar.

[both chuckle]

[Gary mutters]

Ooh.

[Darren laughs]

Hey-hey, hey!

Hey, hey!

back soon, okay?

-Right, I'll be

-Yeah.

-Mmm-hmm.

-Yeah?

[man] All children must

be back by 5:00 p.m.

should remember that, Hook.

You of all people

[Corporal] Off-load.

Welcome to Ireland.

with your gun over there.

I want you lining up

Come down.

and up the stairs.

Quickly,

Come on. Move.

Move, move, move.

That's right.

Single file.

Drop your gun off.

Single file.

you eat and sleep.

This is where

Right.

where you shit

I'll show you

in a minute.

Why you look so gormless?

Were you expecting

the fucking Ritz?

Get your kit squared away.

Get a fucking brew on.

at the depot now, boys.

You're not

You've got to look

after yourselves.

And don't worry.

You'll only be staying here

till one of the Paddies

shoots you anyway.

Hurry up and come inside, man!

and organize yourselves.

Come on. Hurry up

Attention!

At ease.

Uh, I'm Lieutenant Armitage,

your platoon commander.

to meet the new boys.

I just wanted

I, um...

I'm a bit of a new boy

myself actually, so...

Well... Well, looking forward

over the next couple of days.

to getting to know you all

Anyway, hello.

[chuckles]

Well, carry on.

what the man said.

You heard

Carry on.

[soldier coughs]

You can't sleep?

Ta.

-MRF. Undercover guys.

-Who are they?

Nothing to do with us.

Pay attention.

[man]

but very necessary.

basic information

Now, this is

very roughly,

Roughly,

you can divide the city

between the Protestant

Loyalist east,

here in orange,

friendly,

Nationalist west,

and the Catholic

in green, hostile.

Both communities have

paramilitary factions

itching to get

at each other.

the Republican movement,

to be aware that within

You also need

official IRA elements

we're seeing a split

between the older

street-fighting element,

and the younger,

more radical

the Provisionals.

the front line, boys.

This is

living side by side,

and Protestants,

Catholics

at each other's throats,

the Falls Road.

divided by

at the top of the Falls Road

the Divis Flats

You can use

as an orientation point.

But do not enter

the Flats.

an IRA stronghold.

They've become

Very dangerous.

I think that's all.

Dismissed.

[chattering]

[soldier laughing]

Your rifle.

Look lively!

a riot, Sergeant?

Are we expecting

should be prepared, sir.

I thought that we

is to assist the RUC

Today's operation

in conducting a house search

in the Catholic community.

I want berets, Sergeant.

No riot gear.

-We need to go out there

and reassure people.

-Are you sure, sir?

We need to look them in the eye

and tell them that. Carry on.

We're here to protect them.

you heard the man.

All right, boys,

Shields and helmets

back here.

Berets on.

Come on! Quick as you can!

Load up!

[man]

We have to move out

in two minutes.

Get on.

to reassure the Paddy.

We've got

Quick!

[engine starts, revs]

Emergency crisis, my arse.

[soldier]

Apparently the birds

over here, lads.

fucking love us

was up here last year.

Mate of mine

-[soldier 2] Brilliant, mate.

-"Chucking fucking

knickers at us."

Looks like Leeds.

[soldiers chattering,

laughing]

Stop here, Corporal.

[Armitage]

Stop here.

-No street signs.

-Hmm.

But if that's north,

then we must be near

the Falls Road.

[liquid splashes]

-[soldiers] Oh!

-[groans]

the Falls Road. It's pish.

Fuck me. We must be near

you fat bastards!

Get out of here,

[boy]

[Armitage] Get on to HQ

is barricaded. Quickly.

and advise the road

Get out of here now,

You dickheads!

you dickheads!

-[boy] Get out of here,

you fucking shit-bags!

-[groans]

to double one two. Over.

All units

Get out of Ireland now!

Youse fucking creeps.

Get out of this country!

None of us likes ya! Go!

Get down! Get down!

Get down!

Go away, you scum.

Clear off.

[soldier]

of bother, lads?

Get into a bit

-Right. Load up, chaps.

-Follow us.

Load up!

[boy shouts]

Hurry up. Hurry up.

Come on.

[clanking]

You wanna make sure

We got to be quick.

you're ready.

Okay, boys.

[sergeant]

Dismount.

the house, both sides.

you wanna cordon off

All right, boys,

both sides of the house

you wanna cordon off

All right, boys,

from that side all the way

down to that side.

by forming a line

Move your fucking arses!

Come on. Move! Move it!

Form a line.

[Corporal]

Form a line! Come on!

Move! Form this line!

Whatever you do,

Keep your line!

don't break it!

Move it!

Move! Move it!

[sergeant shouting]

Move your fucking arses!

where are they?

The guns,

Where are the fucking guns,

you Fenian bitch?

Thompson, you're with me.

[sergeant]

Come here.

There are no guns

in this house!

[woman]

Don't you be fucking lying!

Where's the fucking guns?

Where's the fucking guns?

Stay there. Just stay there.

just stay fucking there.

Right,

That'll do there, thank you.

That'll do there, pal.

That'll do.

There's a good lad.

Stay back, please.

-It's just a search.

-Please stay back.

There's a good lad.

You're all right.

[Thommo] It's just

a stop and search.

[crowd shouting]

Get the fuck out of here.

You don't wanna be here.

-Let me the fuck through.

-Get the fuck...

Get the fuck--

You just stay...

Just stay there.

Hold the line!

[crowd shouting]

Just stay there, please.

Stop touching us.

What the fuck

are you doing?

[shouting continues]

[shouting intensifies]

[Thommo] It's got nothing

Just fucking stay there!

to do with us.

the fucking lieutenant?

Hey, where's

-Find him. Tell him

we need more men.

-Yes, Corporal.

[shouting continues]

For God's sake, will you

never leave us alone?

Shut your fucking mouth!

Rip it apart.

-Shut your fucking mouth!

-You'll find no guns

in this house!

[grunts]

are you looking at?

What the fuck

-Shut the fuck up,

-[woman sobbing]

you stupid bitch!

Sir.

-Answer the fucking

-[blows landing]

question!

wanted outside, sir.

-Sir, you're

-Bastard!

Fucking get off of him!

Get off him!

[woman]

Hold the line!

-You fucking bastards!

-Hold the line!

Don't you fucking

touch me.

-Fucking stay where you are!

Do as you're fucking told!

-[spits]

-[protestors scream]

-[gunshot]

-Hold your fire!

Hold your fire!

-[Armitage]

Hold your fire.

Do not shoot.

Do not shoot.

-Get your fucking heads down!

-Stand your ground!

Do not shoot!

[sergeant]

Go! Go!

-We need more men!

Hold the line!

-[sergeant]

What do you want me to do?

There's nothing I can do!

fucking riot on our hands,

We've got a full-blown

here, sir.

Bring helmets next time.

[Armitage]

want me to--

What do you

Medic! Medic!

Help the sergeant!

Boys, get here!

Hold your ground!

The gun! The gun!

Get the fucking gun!

Hook, the gun!

Gun! Get the gun!

Just the rifle, please, lad.

Just the rifle. That'll do.

-Fuck off!

-Gaz!

Gaz! Gaz!

Hold your line!

Do not fire!

Corporal! Corporal!

Retreat! Come on!

Retreat! Retreat!

Go, go, go, go!

Retreat!

Go away! Go on!

[boy]

Get off 'em!

Off 'em!

They've had enough!

They've had enough!

Off 'em!

Don't you dare push me.

Conor, you should be

ashamed of yourself.

Get off 'em!

These boys are young enough

to be your sons.

We've had enough for today.

Get back, the lot of you.

Behaving like animals.

You should be ashamed

of yourselves.

You wanna get to them,

you get through me.

I'm saying to you?

Do you hear what

Every single one of you,

now you get up

the road now.

I can see you.

all of youse.

Move back,

-Move back.

Get back.

-[gunshot]

Oh, Jesus. Je--

Thommo. Thommo. Thommo.

[Hook]

Get the fuck off me!

Shit. Thommo!

Fucking shoot him, Sean!

[man]

Sean, shoot him!

Run! Run!

[woman]

Sean!

[woman] Run!

[sobs]

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

-[gunshots]

-Oh, fuck.

Shit.

[woman shrieks]

[gunshot]

[baby wailing]

Go. Check the street.

-[gunshot]

-Fuck!

[Hook] Oh, shit.

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

Fuck.

[panting]

Fuck!

We have to go.

the Brits come back. Come on.

and collect the guns before

We have to get back

[panting]

[sobbing]

One got away.

two of them.

There was

Why didn't you

shoot him?

It jammed.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

What are youse

fucking doing?

you're supposed to be doing.

-There was an agreement.

-[man] We're doing what

the shite this is gonna

bring down on us now?

Do you understand

Do you?

crawling all over here,

There's gonna be Brits

kicking doors in.

-No, you fucking won't!

-We'll fight them.

And stand your men down.

You, get away home.

see you later.

I'll fucking

Get up that road, you.

Come on.

After the Brit.

Sean, serious.

Don't get involved.

Not with them.

Do you hear me?

[breathing heavily]

[clattering]

[boy in distance]

Stay out of here!

Is that you, Sean?

-[woman]

-Yeah.

-How was college?

-Good, good.

Are you hungry, love?

I'm just gonna go upstairs

and put my jacket on.

on the table now.

Putting it

[electrical whirring]

[footsteps approaching]

Those boys are back.

a right hiding.

They've taken

-[whirring stops]

missing as well.

-Two soldiers

They're out there now

looking for 'em.

It's not good.

about tonight, sir?

Are you sure

[whirring continues]

[brakes squeak]

[man shouting in distance]

[glass shatters]

There's only a few of them!

Fucking Catholic bastards!

Come back! Come back!

-Get the fuck off me.

-Hey, hey. Shh, shh.

-What the fuck are you doing?

get yourself killed.

-You're gonna

bring them back here.

-Please don't

-Get off me.

Stay quiet. Shh.

You're a fucking Brit?

[footsteps running past]

A soldier?

A real soldier?

Fucking brilliant.

What barracks

are you in?

I was in a school.

I don't know.

Was it Maghaberry?

-Palace Barracks?

-I don't know.

Holywood?

doing out anyway? Get home.

-I am home. You lost?

-What are you

Yeah.

I'll take you back

to your barracks.

Come on.

to your barracks.

I'll take you

Come on.

It's up to you.

What else are you gonna do?

Come on, you dick.

Fenian bastards!

you ball bag.

Hurry up,

explain everything

to them carefully.

Make sure you

-What's your name?

-Gary Hook.

You're not Catholic,

not with a name

like that.

a Protestant?

Are you

I don't know.

You don't know?

heard it all now.

I've fucking

I'm gonna join

the army.

the Ulster Rifles.

I'm gonna join

My da was in them.

He was at the Somme.

was in them too.

My granddad

We were the only ones

the German lines.

that reached

None of youse English did.

Did you know that?

rubbish at fighting.

'Cause you're

Still, it's good

you're here now,

'cause we can get on

Fenian bastards,

and kill these

once and for all.

They killed my da.

IRA bastards.

They're gonna

kill us all.

Don't worry.

Come on.

in charge of them.

I know them.

My uncle's

They're on our side.

They're okay.

Come on.

-All right, wee man?

-All right, Johnny?

Who you got there?

-I found him at the riot.

at the riot, were you?

-[Johnny] You down

Aye. You should have seen it.

It was fucking magic.

at this huge Fenian fucker.

I got this bottle

and I threw it

-Oh, was he a giant, was he?

-He was a giant.

in his dirty Taig face.

And I hit him right

what happened, mate?

Is that

-You didn't notice

-Aye.

a big fucking beanstalk,

if this giant come down

did you?

-What's your name?

-Listen, wee man.

-I'm not talking to you.

-He didn't mean

anything by it.

I'm talking to him.

Who are you?

-Don't you fucking

call me "wee man."

-Look, wee man--

who my uncle is?

Do you know

Jake Fullarton.

-You will be fucking sorry.

-Sorry.

anything by it.

I didn't mean

a laugh at you.

Have a drink.

Just having

What about him?

Sure.

[bottle cap opens]

-[boy] Never you fucking mind

-What's your name, fella?

what his name is.

youse off to?

Where's

Never you fucking mind.

[music playing on radio]

-[boy] All right, Frank?

-All right, Billy?

Come on.

-[Frank] Who's that?

-Never you mind.

[music continues faintly]

Now that's it armed.

Right.

what we're doing here,

Now, you understand

don't you?

-My fucking dirty work?

your dirty work.

-We're doing

We took this off the IRA

'cause they were gonna

use it on you.

dirty work, all right.

Yeah, this is

And this is a message.

to that fucking Fenian's nest

on the Ormeau Road.

Now, you take this

you'll match whatever

Now, this tells 'em

they've got.

That you'll outdo 'em.

-[man] Get out! Get out.

-Uncle.

What? Wait here.

That guy in there's

Don't worry.

a soldier.

He'll sort you out.

about bringing people

What have I told you

around here?

-He's a soldier.

-That true?

Come here.

Give me that.

Go and wait in the bar.

Go get yourself cleaned up.

Well done, wee man.

He's one of yours.

-He's out in the bar.

-Where is he?

Leave it to me.

What'd you see in there?

just now, what'd you see?

-In fucking there,

-Nowt.

-What patrol was you on?

-It was a raid

on a house.

-Who was your CO?

-Armitage.

and he left you behind?

What,

We get back to the billet,

I'll have a word with him.

Fancy a pint?

Barman. Two pints.

Sure.

-Where you from, Hook?

-Derbyshire.

You'll love it here.

Fucking shithole.

Don't worry.

You're safe in here.

Finish your drink.

Wait here for me.

Don't move.

Here he is.

that went missing.

Soldier

the fucking pub.

Turns up in

What do I do?

Need to go back in there

and bring him out.

in there and bring him out now.

-There's something else.

-Why don't you go back

[man on speakers]

♪ Don't you feel

like crying? ♪

♪ Don't you feel

like crying? ♪

♪ Well, here I am

I'm coming ♪

♪ Come on ♪

♪ When you're all alone ♪

♪ In a lonely room ♪

♪ And there's nothing ♪

of her perfume ♪

♪ But the smell

-♪ Don't you feel

like crying? ♪

-All right?

-Where's the soldier at?

-♪ Don't you feel

like crying? ♪

Said he was coming back.

Don't know.

Didn't he take you

with him?

of crisps, Frank.

Give us a packet

-[man] How are you gonna get

up for work in the morning?

-What?

Well, you're not getting

your alarm clock back,

are you?

to shoot somebody in the head.

Look, it's better than having

Come on. We'll get this

over and done with.

Then we'll be back in time

for the darts.

[ticking]

Careful.

What are you doing?

[grunts]

[glass shattering]

-[man faintly] Can I have

some help, please?

-[coughing]

Let's have some help here.

Let's have some help.

[groans]

[coughing]

[groans]

Is he alive?

Oh, God.

Yeah.

He's breathing.

Where's the...

Come here!

It's all right.

Open the door!

Let's go. Come on.

[man]

[children screaming faintly]

[groans]

handling drill with them.

through the explosives

I thought you'd been

a hundred fucking times.

I did, sir,

They're as thick

as fuck.

Did he see the fucking bomb?

Did he see the bomb?

Yes, he saw

the bomb.

survive that, sir.

There's no way

he could

[woman] Leave him be.

-We don't know him.

-[man] We can't.

We can't just

leave him.

-Come on.

-Da.

-Help me.

-Oh, God.

Be careful.

Jesus.

Come on.

Your room. Go on.

No, your room.

-Careful. Careful.

-Okay.

[man groans]

Get his jumper off.

[man] Okay.

-Da, stop.

-What?

He's a soldier.

We can't help him.

We have to.

-No, it's too dangerous.

-We can take him

to the hospital.

And not just for him.

to the hospital...

taking a soldier

If we get seen

Come on.

[grunts] Come on.

[chattering]

Jesus fucking Christ.

a fucking soldier,

So we can't shoot

a pub on the Shankill?

but you can blow up

-Nothing to do with you?

to do with me.

-It's nothing

-So who was it?

-It wasn't us.

-It wasn't you, no?

-No.

-Of course I'm fucking sure.

-Sure about that?

have you been all day?

So where the fuck

We were driving about

looking for that

other soldier.

I told you to stand down.

[sighs]

Well, we didn't.

You better hope he didn't

get a good look at youse.

in the Palace Barracks going

He'll be sitting down there

through those photo albums.

your photograph

down there too.

They've got

that supposed to mean?

What the fuck's

Cheeky bastard.

Fuck's sake, lads.

to be discipline.

-Fuck discipline.

-There has

Relax.

Jimmy.

you disobey my orders...

Next time

-I can't protect you.

supposed to mean?

-What's that

do you think it means?

What the fuck

[Jimmy] What do you think?

Do you believe him?

[Quinn] He's lying.

And we're gonna kill him.

I'm gonna get the guns.

I'll meet you back here.

You keep an eye on him.

[footsteps approaching]

[Eamon] Undo his shirt.

Okay.

[gasps]

-Okay.

-Oh.

-[screaming]

-Easy. Easy.

Easy, easy. It's okay.

It's okay.

-Help me here.

-[moaning]

Hold him. Hold him down.

It's okay. You're okay.

You're safe here.

You're safe. You're safe, son.

-[moaning continues]

-Shush.

-Oh, fucking hell.

-Shush.

-Don't look, don't look.

-You're all right.

-You're all right.

-Da.

Here. Here, Bite this.

[whimpering]

[Brigid] Shush. Don't look.

Don't look. Don't look.

It's okay. Don't look.

It's okay. It's okay.

I'm not gonna lie to you.

It's gonna hurt like fuck.

-Okay, hold him.

-Oh, God.

-Okay. Okay.

-Yeah.

[groaning]

[muffled scream]

-Okay, okay. Shush.

-No, Dad.

Okay. All right.

-[Brigid] It's okay. It's okay.

-[moaning]

Good man, good man.

You're all right.

-Hold him down. Hold him down,

-I can't do it.

would you?

-[screaming]

-Shush.

That's it. Stay with him.

That's it. You're all right.

You're all right.

Good man, good man.

You're all right.

That's it. That's it.

-[groaning]

-Okay, lad.

-No, no, no, no!

-Shush.

-[Brigid] Shush! Shush!

-Quiet!

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

-Da, I can't do it.

-It's okay.

Don't look. Don't look.

-Jesus Christ.

-[groaning]

Put your weight on him.

Lean on him.

Hold him.

-I'm trying. I'm trying. I'm...

-Put your weight on him!

That's it. Okay.

-That's it.

-It's okay.

It's okay. That's it.

-You're okay.

-It's okay.

-[muffled] Fucking hell!

-It's okay. It's okay.

You're okay. You're okay.

You're doing great.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

You're doing great.

You're doing great.

-It's okay.

-[moaning]

Well, look, if he is dead,

it's problem solved, innit?

-Let's hope so.

-Hope so?

What if he's not dead,

Sergeant?

What then, eh? Hmm?

fucking find out if he is dead.

So, we've gotta

Not now, Lieutenant.

We're busy.

help me with something, sir.

-I wondered if you could

-We are busy, Lieutenant.

-I do understand that, sir.

-Why aren't you out there

looking for him?

What?

Why aren't you out there

looking for him?

-Hook. Private Hook.

-Who?

-Don't you fucking dare!

where they'd take him.

-You probably know

I'm your fucking

senior officer!

Stand up straight!

You need to learn to control

your men, Lieutenant.

I am not here to clear up

your fucking mistakes.

Your men...

Your fucking responsibility,

not mine.

I'm asking for your help.

There you go. There's my help.

-We do not know.

-Is he dead?

The situation is confused,

to say the least.

Now, if you do not mind,

we have work to do.

Off you go.

[sighs]

[grunts]

It's a fucking mess, Sergeant.

Your fucking mess.

You been in the army for long?

[mumbling] No.

I was in the army, myself.

Medic.

Twenty years.

Posh cunts...

-Telling thick cunts...

-[Gary groans]

To kill poor cunts.

That's the army for you.

It's all a lie.

They don't care about you.

You're just a piece of meat

to them.

Piece of meat.

Get yourself some rest, son.

Come on.

[sighs]

[Gary sighs]

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

[rain pattering]

[breathing heavily]

Do you want me to go

and get Quinn?

No.

[softly] What are we

gonna do, then?

I'll make a phone call.

Don't answer the door

And you stay here.

to anyone.

[door opens, closes]

[grunts]

I've gotta go now.

get back to the barracks.

-No, listen, I've gotta

-You need to rest.

-It's too dangerous just now.

There's rioting.

-[groans]

Careful. Careful.

Here. Lie down.

[groans] Round that way, now.

Here.

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

It's still bleeding here.

Lie here.

[Gary] Thank you.

[music playing faintly]

Do you like David Bowie?

Eh?

Do you not like him?

He's all right.

He's just for girls really,

ain't he?

Is this your first time away?

Yeah.

Have you got a girlfriend,

back home?

No.

Where is it you're from?

[exhales] Derbyshire.

Got cousins in Nottingham?

What?

they don't really get on.

It's just Derby

and Nottingham,

And why is that?

I don't know, really.

[door closes]

Don't worry. It's just me da.

[man on radio, faint]

-Come on, you, concentrate.

-It's boring.

but you've gotta stick in.

I know it's boring,

[knocking]

Get the guns.

What's going on, Sean?

Stay there. Sean?

[pencil clatters on floor]

[woman] Sean, get back here!

Where are you going?

Sean!

[knocking]

[pounding on door]

Thought he was one of yours.

[Boyle] Fuck's sake, Eamon.

Everybody's looking

for that boy.

-[Eamon] I didn't know

he was a soldier.

-All right.

You did the right thing

to call me.

I'll handle this, Brigid.

All right?

Right.

-We don't want involved

-We are involved.

in any of this.

-Right. I won't be long.

-He can't stay here.

[exhales sharply]

-[Brigid] We should have

called Quinn.

-No.

It's his district now.

and we're helping him...

If anybody finds out

he's a Brit

-I'm gonna go and get Quinn.

-You can't, Brigid.

[Eamon] There's no talking

to these young lads.

You tell Quinn, that lot?

They'll kill him.

You understand that?

Just leave it to Boyle.

He'll sort it out.

-He's at Divis Flats.

Eamon McCarthy's.

-Where's Boyle?

Get in.

[groans]

Argh!

[Armitage] Sir.

my missing soldier, Hook?

Does this concern

It does, doesn't it?

-We'll come with you.

-Not possible.

You'll need backup.

All right.

who's in charge here, eh?

But you remember

Go, John.

[groaning]

[panting]

-[man] So, where is he?

-First.

and I need a favor.

You owe me one,

What?

Need you to take care

of someone.

Who?

James Quinn.

All right.

Now, I need to get that soldier

back to the barracks.

-So, where is he?

-The Divis.

The situation's under control.

But it's all right.

[panting]

Francie, keep an eye out.

[groans]

[panting]

[knocking]

Sean?

-Get in, Brigid.

Get inside.

-Quinn.

Get in.

-Where is he?

-Da.

fucking games with me, Eamon.

-Don't you play your

-Who?

-Where is he? Where's Boyle?

-Boyle?

I'm fucking stupid?

1 know he was here.

Do you think

You're hiding something

from me.

-Where is he, Brigid?

-You leave her alone.

Shut the fuck up.

was Boyle doing here?

And what the fuck

Tell me!

Whose side are you on

here, Eamon?

-There's a soldier in my room.

-[man] He's a collaborator.

Brigid!

He's not here.

[voice cracking] He was here.

-Where's the soldier?

Where's the soldier?

-[Brigid] He was.

Where's the fucking

soldier, Eamon?

[hysterically] He was here.

He was here.

-He was here.

-Where is he?

-Did Boyle take him?

-I don't know.

No, no. He was alone. He mu...

-He must have just left.

-Go on.

I'll be back for you later.

Come on, Sean.

-The Brit's here.

-What?

-Keep an eye on them.

-Watch the entrances!

It's okay. It's all right.

-[sobbing]

-Shush.

-[sobbing continues]

-It's okay.

Check the other side.

[groans]

[man on TV, faint]

Shush.

[footsteps]

[groans]

[groaning]

[coughs, gags]

[whimpering softly]

[gurgles]

[sniffles]

If that soldier's still alive,

we need to get to him first.

Clear up your mess.

[beeps] When we get there,

out of fucking sight...

you will stay

and wait for my signal.

-Do you understand me,

Lieutenant?

-Yes, sir.

[thunder rumbling]

[groans]

[grunts]

Get the gun.

Sean!

Get up.

Move.

There's no need for that.

-[Brigid] Who is it?

-Boyle.

What is it?

[Boyle] Jesus Christ! Brigid!

[Boyle] What the fuck? Brigid!

[Boyle] Brigid. Brigid.

Come on.

[whimpering]

-You're all right.

-Da. Da.

[Brigid sobbing]

Right. Sit down.

There were a soldier.

Gary Hook.

He was here earlier.

Where is he?

you feel that way. I do.

-I understand that

-You traitor.

But if you do not tell me

what I need to know,

then I will shoot this man.

And when I have done that,

then I will shoot you.

I do not wanna do that.

And believe me,

where the soldier is.

So, please tell me

[whimpers]

I don't know.

[Gasps] He...

-He left.

-One.

-He left before Quinn

got here!

-Two.

-Quinn was here?

-Three.

Listen to me.

I know where they'll be.

Trust me.

Move!

-Stay up here.

-No problem.

[grunts]

[ragged breathing]

[Quinn] Come on, Sean.

Don't think about it.

[sobbing softly]

None of us wanna be doing this.

We're at war here, Sean.

[Gary breathing heavily]

Pull the trigger.

Come on, Sean.

Pull it.

I know you can.

Please.

[Quinn] You wanted to be

a gunman, Sean?

being a gunman means.

This is what

Pull it.

Pull the trigger.

[crying softly]

[thunder rumbling]

[door opens]

Sir, we got to go.

for their signal.

He said to wait

[gunshots]

It's the fucking Brits!

[man] Brits!

[gunshots continue]

Ah!

Go!

[grunts]

-Sir, we've gotta do something.

-We got to go, sir.

Go. Go!

[exhales]

It's all right.

It's all right.

Medic.

All right, let's get you home.

-Shush.

-Argh!

Shut up!

-[grunting]

-Shut up.

-[choking]

-Shush.

Shush.

[gasping]

Shut up.

[choking]

Shut up.

-[gasping]

-Shush.

Shut up!

[gunshots]

No!

Down! Put the fucking gun down!

Turn around.

Down on your fucking knees.

Now!

behind your head.

Put your hands

Look at me. Look at me!

James Quinn.

your fucking name, son.

Aye, I know

Says you're trouble.

Boyle told me.

Says he wants you dead.

You need to deal with him,

and soon.

You understand me?

Now, we can work together.

I'm a reasonable man.

You understand?

Get up. Up!

Go on. Off you go.

Go!

Hey.

I'll be in touch.

[seagulls squawking]

[officer] Lieutenant Armitage

with some concerns...

has come to me

about certain incidents

during the operation.

that occurred

[Browning] With respect, sir,

I have my own concerns

about the lieutenant.

Because of his mistakes,

I have had to neglect

my own operation.

for his missing soldier.

Redeploy my own men

to go and look

that he left behind,

earlier that day.

A soldier

[Armitage] I have a duty

of care.

[man] I also have a duty

of care, sir, to my men,

happens to be dead now.

one of whom

But we are at war here, sir.

Does he understand that?

[Armitage] We're not at war

with our own side.

-Don't care what he saw, sir.

What he thinks he saw.

-I know what I saw.

He's wrong.

attempting to murder Hook.

Sir, Sergeant Lewis was

-No. He was trying

to restrain him.

-I saw it.

-He was not restraining him.

-Hook panicked.

Probably went for his weapon.

have tried to disarm him.

Sergeant Lewis would

he was shot, he was killed

Because of this,

It happens.

a confused situation?

-[officer] It was

-Yes, sir.

Sir, with respect,

I know what I saw.

[Armitage]

[officer] I want you to listen

This is very important.

to me. Lieutenant.

It was a confused situation.

In these circumstances,

what you think you saw,

what you saw,

can be a very different thing

to what actually happened.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

I'll show him in, sir.

Hook, in.

At ease, Private.

has come to me and told me

Now, your lieutenant

about how you're feeling

in the moment.

You've had quite an experience.

I think we can all agree

that you've been lucky.

You're very lucky to be alive.

It's only down to the actions

of the captain and his men

that you were saved.

died in the process.

A very good soldier

-Don't you bloody dare!

Private Thompson, sir?

-What about

a very testing ordeal.

You've been through

in this situation is to try

and put it behind you.

The best thing

-Do you understand me?

-Yes, sir.

We look after our own

in the army, Hook.

-[Armitage] Attention.

-Dismissed.

[sniffs]

Darren!

Hello!

[pounding on desk] Hello!

Oi!

Darren!

[pounds door]

[groans]

Open the door.

-I said, open the door!

-Hang on.

I said, open the fucking door,

you horrible cunt.

Yeah.

out of my way you, an' all.

Stay the fucking hell

Darren?

Come here.

Oh, kid, I've missed you.