Bloody Sunday Page #7
lads.
They're going right.
We going to get
to the Guildhall.
We're going to the Guildhall.
Come on. Push through them.
Come on, Gerry.
Gerry, good man, good man.
Yes!
Let's give them hell!
A small number
from the middle of the crowd
are breaking away,
I repeat, breaking away.
Running down towards
serial One-Four. Over.
Lvan, I told you
this would happen.
Keep them coming this way!
Follow peacefully to the right,
thank you.
Keep coming this way!
Just relax, man.
Listen, we have got
to keep the crowd going.
to Free Derry Corner
that will be the beacon.
They will follow it.
Right, you stay here.
I'm going down to the barrier.
Okay, everyone, come on.
Everyone behind the lorry.
Follow the lorry.
Listen...
We must stick together.
Stick together, folks.
We're not splitting up.
No trouble today.
We're not going
to the Guildhall.
Stay behind the lorry.
We are sticking together.
Come on.
Sorry, no, folks, wrong way.
We're supposed to go back
to Free Derry Corner.
Let me through there, folks.
They're past barrier 12
and are actually, in fact,
heading directly for us.
Yeah, that's
just what we predicted.
Yes, indeed.
Well, you'd better
stand the men by.
Just coming down there now, sir.
This isn't the march, this is...
This is the breakaway group.
They're coming down
to barrier 14.
They're trying to get
to the Guildhall.
Yobbos, obviously trying
to cause some trouble.
Get out!
Get out to f***,
you British bastards.
Boys, get back, get back!
Get out to f***.
That's Cooper, boys.
Out! Out! Brits out!
Have you got your stones?
I've got stones.
Hey...
For God's sake,
get all of these boys back.
Excuse me. I'm Ivan Cooper.
I'm a member of Parliament.
Will you give me some time...
This is an illegal gathering.
You must disperse!
Hey! Hey! Cut that out.
You must disperse!
Cut that out.
Take a shot.
Take a shot, you said?
I'll take a shot.
This is Nine-Zero Alpha.
I have reports
of the crowd becoming hostile
at Zero-14, um,
throwing bricks at center. Over.
I want to know
how many yobbos are that...
are that way
up towards the barrier from us.
Sigs, I want to find out
from the O.P.
How many we're going
to scoop up, if we go now.
Contact the barriers
at 12 and 14
and tell them to be ready
to move those barriers fast
if we need them.
Boys, round me, please.
It's kicked off
at barrier 14, right?
This is it, we're going
to start going in pretty soon.
We've got to stop
with the stones there...
Under Section Six
of the Civil Authorities
Special Powers Act
Northern Ireland
processions and parades are
We will enforce this ban
vigorously
and anyone organizing
or taking part in any such event
is liable
to immediate arrest.
Do we still have stoning at 14?
We do, sir.
RUC man's addressing the crowd
and he's...
Send in Neptune, please,
Michael.
Ah, sh*t, boys, stay back.
Stay back, boys!
Get back. Forget the Guildhall.
The water's coming.
Come on, Jim! Jim, watch!
Run, boys!
No, Gerry.
Gerry, come on, aye?
We need stones.
You're making matters worse.
Will you get back?
F*** off!
Go on, go on, go on.
Go on, we're all going.
Deep in my heart...
Nice and slow.
...I still believe...
That's... That's much better.
...That we shall overcome
Someday.
Give yourselves a hand there.
That's it, folks.
Free Derry Corner,
Going to Free Derry Corner.
Get away from there, come on.
Come on, this way.
Neptune seems to have cleared
William Street.
The main body have disappeared
leaving behind a hard-core
element of hooligans
who have now gone up to 12,
up to 13
and again,
a large element at 14.
This is getting bigger.
It's escalating.
Yeah.
Rubber bullets at discretion.
Come on, Gerry.
I can't get caught.
I can't get caught.
You're not going
to get caught.
Jesus!
Holy f***. Keep going.
They're firing at us, boys.
You want to run for it?
Yes, roger that.
I'll give you a sitrep
when we get there.
Out.
It seems like the, uh,
riots are developing
and back up William Street
towards Rossville Street.
Let's go round there,
see how it's going.
- We are under heavy bombardment.
- And it's now kicking off at 13.
CS gas at discretion.
I repeat:
Hostileswithin our location...
What are you doing?
I'm trying to use minimum force.
I need to know as soon
as you got separation.
This is no good.
They're not moving.
Back up...
- No, we'll go round this way.
- No! No!
We'll go round
the other way to the Guildhall.
We're near the Guildhall.
Come this way.
How many yobbos?
- 300 to 400 yobbos.
- 300 to 400 yobbos.
Okay, perfect.
We're getting close.
Okay.
Right, Sigs, can you
give me the radio?
Sergeant Major.
Get the Sergeants in,
get the Troop Commanders in.
Hello, Zero, this
is Six-Five Sunray speaking.
We're ready.
We want a "go" on the scoop up.
We want to go now
on the scoop up.
Over.
You all right, man?
You all right?
I'm choking, man.
You all right, man?
Stay here, all right?
I'm dying here.
Hey, they're taking photographs.
They're taking photos.
Why are they taking photographs?
Hey, Dennis...
We have about 400
to 500 guys rioting.
Hello, Zero.
So, they're in there.
This is Six-Five Sunray
speaking.
We're getting close
to our scoop-up time, okay?
The yobbos are in there.
I want to see these
bastards lifted, okay?
We are ready to move now
with three call signs.
Can we go? Over.
Six-Five are to go nowhere.
Six-Five, stay where they are.
...split across
to Zero-One-Five
and they are being stoned
by around the 15 left area.
If we don't go in hard,
we're going to have tears.
Do you understand?
You get the guys
psyched up.
Rebrief them
on the update.
They're not letting us go yet.
Oh, for Christ's sake!
Out! Out! Out! Out!
Frances, Frances... here.
Oh, good Lord...
Oh... a shambles.
They broke
through the steward's line
and kids everywhere.
I mean, why do they...
why do they have to overreact?
You know, it's a peaceful
march, for God's sake.
'Cause they're scared.
They're scared.
Can you imagine
in Manchester or London?
It's just so provoking.
Anyway, I think we're...
- I think we're all right.
- It's okay.
Come on!
Let's get our wires cut!
Come on!
- Cut these wires.
- Cut the barbed wire!
- Come on!
- F***ing mick.
F***ing contact!
What the f*** was that?
O.P.'s returning fire, sir.
That wasn't rubber bullets.
That wasn't rubber bullets.
That was something different.
It's John, he's been shot!
He's dead. Come on!
He says someone's shot.
What happened?
What happened?
He's been shot.
The Army shot him.
Jesus, get him up. Help him up.
Go on, help him up.
- Help him.
- Get him up!
You all right, Damien?
Oh, Jesus.
Damien, are you all right?
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