Fifty Dead Men Walking Page #5

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No sh*t.

So, ladies, what

are we celebrating on?

-We just passed our exams, we did.

-Aye, this one got here 2 As.

-And a B.

-2 As and a B.

-Well, cheers to that.

-Cheers.

Don't you worry about this, all right?

I'll go get the next round.

Give us a hand, eh, Marty?

-Sean, I don't drink.

-Give us a hand.

-I know you're not.

-Excuse me, ladies.

There's a f***ing leak.

They got everything.

Bloody waste of Semtex, it was.

Brit blood would've spilled.

Aye, Jesus Christ, what a waste.

If we didn't have bad luck,

we'd have no f***ing luck at all.

F***ing peelers, man.

Peeler, yeah.

It's times like this, you know,

it makes you think about your family...

and puts it all into perspective.

I want to see

my damn kids, you know.

Anyway...

-What's with him?

-He's just drunk.

-Feel that?

-Did it kick?

-ls it kicking?

-It's a ballerina in there.

-That is a footballer, I'm telling you.

-It's a ballerina.

It's a footballer.

Let's go home and have

a fight about it.

Okay, let's fight on it.

Did you know, pregnant girls

are extra horny?

-Let's definitely go home, then.

-Let's go.

You're making me and the whole

department look really brilliant.

Mickey wouldn't let me dodge

this meeting.

The head of security's going to be

there.

-You don't think they're onto me?

-No, they're going to test you.

Do whatever they ask.

If they suspect you're not 100%

you'll be out or dead, and, well...

we have no one moving

up the inside like you.

Aye. Okay.

I'll meet you at 5:00

the usual place. Good luck.

Cut him down.

Sean... Sean...

Come on, let's get out.

I want to hear him say it.

Hey, come on, he'll say

anything right about now.

-What are you going to do with that?

-Relax, relax, relax.

You're a good lad.

I want to know about the operation

on Portsmouth...

what you told the cops.

I don't know anything about

the operation.

What did you tell them?

Nothing.

Both teams are being very cautious.

Nobody is taking the chance.

-What's the score, Sean?

-It's nil-nil.

No, no, please! No, no!

How'd the cops get you to talk?

Money?

It's not much good

to you now, is it?

What are you going

to do with those?

You're a tout.

What are you?

I'm not! I'm not!

What are you?

Nothing!

What are you?

A tout. A tout...

Sean, Sean, turn that off.

All right, lads, listen up.

Speak into that.

I'm a tout.

Just tell my mom I said sorry.

Just tell her I'm sorry.

Good man.

Marty...

Marty, come here.

He's a tout.

He's a tout. Stuff him.

Don't. Don't, please.

Come on, brother, we haven't all day.

Come on.

Do it! Just f***ing do it!

No, don't!

Don't kill me! Don't!

What the f*** was that about?

It's my operation.

He's my tout.

Get him out of here.

You... clean up this mess.

You knew this was going to happen.

And you didn't? They completely

trust you now.

I had a gun at his head, like.

You said I couldn't do it.

You said I didn't have murder in me.

Well...

Yeah, well, I was so scared,

I swear to God, I might have done it.

I lied.

We all have murder in us.

You?

The hunters become the hunted, yes.

Is that what you

tell yourself to make it all okay?

The price of a conscience is death.

None of us can afford it.

They're swearing me in.

I'm going to be a full volunteer.

Do you have any idea

what that means...

to the next person you're going

to save, and the next?

I put a block on your house.

It means it's off limits

to the peelers.

Store weapons for the lRA.

We'll jark them and trace every

time they're moved.

There's an RUC officer who's

going to be hit there Friday.

They're going to blow him up

with a car bomb.

Now, is that it? Because

I'd like to get out now, please.

I don't blame the RUC for

turning my son into an informer.

I don't blame

the lRA for killing him.

I blame me son for the choice he

made to go against his family...

and his community.

It doesn't get any easier, son.

It's all about saving lives,

isn't it? It's got to be done.

I dream that one day we'll walk

as free men in our own country.

The British have made us into

their poor, stupid cousins.

The lRA is here to show them...

that an ounce of resistance

is worth a pound of votes.

-Do you know who said that?

-No.

Bobby Sands.

He was quoting Vladimir Lenin,

mastermind of the Russian revolution.

He changed the world,

and built a nation.

You've been through

the lectures and the books.

Aye.

-Have you been green booked?

-Aye.

Then you know volunteers who engage

in loose talk shall be dismissed.

Volunteers found guilty of treason

face the death penalty.

I understand.

This is no picnic.

You'll end up dead or in jail.

There's no going back.

Once you're in, you're in.

You understand your responsibility

in the community?

People look up to you.

Behave accordingly.

You've already passed their security,

and Mickey here says you're a good lad.

So...

I, Martin McGartland...

promise to promote the objects

of the Oglaigh na hEireann...

to the best of my knowledge

and ability...

to obey all orders and regulations

issued to me by the army authority...

and by my superior officer.

Martin McGartland...

you are now a full volunteer

of the lrish Republican Army.

-Congratulations.

-Thank you. Thank you.

Come on. Come on.

I'm proud of you, son.

The f***ing Brits took

my son away from me.

I will never let that happen

to you. Okay?

Sorry.

-Big things next year.

-Aye, okay.

Don't mess this up, Marty.

Come on, man, give us my flag.

You'll have it when you're dead.

Marty. Hang about.

There's someone I want you to meet.

Listen, one of our top operatives

needs a right hand man, okay?

Hello, gents.

This the Marty you've all

been talking about?

They call me Grace.

Hi. I'm Marty.

It's a pleasure.

I think Marty's going to enjoy

this assignment.

Yeah, okay...

-Grace Sterrin.

-Oh, aye.

-What, you know her, do you?

-I know Grace, yeah.

Well, then you'll know she's

a nice, nice, nice looking lady.

We've been trying

to get her for years.

She's senior intelligence.

Uses her body like Mata Hari.

Right, and I would definitely...

I mean, I would have to be forced.

I would consider...

I would definitely give her one.

You and a few others.

-Oh, you would as well, would you?

-Oh... wouldn't you like to know?

All right, you know what?

I would like to know, yeah.

-Wouldn't you like to f***ing know?

-ln fact, no, I don't want to know.

I don't want to know what's going on

in your dirty mind.

She's a big fish, which means

she makes everyone nervous.

People are idiots when they're nervous.

That makes them easy.

Okay, stay outside.

Mickey told me I could

come in with you.

He's a worrier. Nothing's going

to happen that I don't want to happen.

Mickey said, so I've got

to do it, okay?

If I'm not out in 10 minutes, go home,

because it means I'm dead, okay?

-Hiya.

-Hi.

Cheers.

You've reached the home

of Lara and Marty.

Please leave a message.

Hey, Lara, it's me.

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