Harrigan Page #4

Well done, boy. I'm proud of you.

What do you want?

- What happened to your arm?

- Nothing.

I said it was nothing, right?

Can we just get something to drink?

- He's not working again?

- I really turn back.

Do not say anything. I do not report.

It is something Catholic style. That

you do not understand. - Indeed not.

I'm with him.

- For Good?

- I grabbed some stuff together.

- Where are you staying?

- The police pension.

Here are my keys.

Wait for me.

- Why? Where are you going?

- Deliver a message. That should.

- Mr. Wheland?

- Who wants to know?

- You hit your wife happy, right?

- Get the...

That was just a taste, size.

If you Bridie approach again...

...Get me personally

full meal.

You would have been crazy about

your grandpa, sweetheart.

He always was joking or

pulled a face, and I felt bad.

But he never talked about

what he did during the war.

Now I know why.

There are things that you

can keep better for you.

Do not forget. Saturday, in this place.

At 19.00. With an empty bladder.

- Almost forgot. Trifle.

- Drakenpiswijn?

Here, a billiard hair.

Strong stuff.

I'll keep him behind the sandbags.

- So here's happening?

- Yeah, so get used to it.

One thing at a time, okay?

Agent Lau,

invaders in the memorial hall. About.

That's right around the corner.

We are on the way.

So, boys. The van is on the way.

Choose only.

No more warning.

Keep them.

- Lau, you gotta...

- Misery Lingen.

- Put them on the bus.

- I want to hang out for them.

Leave it alone.

- Do not move.

- Billy, what have you done?

- Away from the door, lad.

- Go behind me.

Not believe it.

- Are you crazy or something?

- There's just salt in the sleeves.

Cloth for it, hide it in the district

office and say this to anyone. Got that?

- Yes, brigges.

- Good.

You do not use a firearm unless you

want to kill someone . You taught me.

I may have taught you too well.

Boy, you must be

notice what you're returned.

You have opened a district office,

but a bag full of poisonous snakes.

I think you'll need this.

- Food delivery for the elderly?

- To thank you for last.

- You had a few cans in your closet.

- Fantastic.

- I'll just make myself presentable.

- Is that a tattoo?

What does that stand for?

This is intended to identify me.

For if I should be found

without heads and hands.

All Jesus.

- Why did you go to Hong Kong?

- Why. I had to leave here.

I got the offer and there was nothing here

to stay, for I found.

Now

I have seen the letters to Kim.

Sorry, I could not avoid it. Listen.

I do not know how I would handle

but talk to me.

How little too.

My kid beat, huh?

I know who he is and I snuck him.

- Subscribe now but for the deposit.

- Gary, Bobby, get out of this tent.

Get out. You tell Harrigan

that he is going to be sure.

- What's that, a**hole?

- Come on, motherf***er.

Schorem, get out. Get out of here.

Brigadier Billy Robertson?

My child beat?

Come on, we're leaving.

Can I get a moment of silence,

ladies and gentlemen?

The boss wants to say something.

Rightly a big turnout, because agent

Trimble is the backbone of the force.

Unfortunately I have to be an

important traffic symposium...

...So will the expert inspector Larson

take over.

Nice evening and Arthur,

enjoy your retirement.

Thank you, Gordon. Kind words.

Finally, thanks to Sheila wonders

has performed with an orange ribbon...

...I offer you this yogurt maker to with

best wishes for you and your wife.

Pity that Felicity is not there...

...But a long and happy retirement

desired.

The chef can get the plague.

Heavens. My eyes.

- What are you doing?

- Sorry. I thought you would be blind.

Do another one.

- The end of an era, huh?

- And the beginning of a new one.

Bridie, I know I've been drinking...

...And our lives have

always been so complicated.

It was never the right time.

But in my next letter to Kim

I would like to tell her about...

About Me?

It's open.

Sir?

- Welcome to my world.

- Nice.

Do you have your suit with you?

I just came to say

how bad I am.

- What do you rot?

- From Billy.

What about Billy?

- Christ.

- What's wrong with him?

A family member?

More than that.

Take your time, Barry.

But close it off before you leave.

They'll still walk away.

You'll notice

what you're returned.

There a lot still needs to be issued, kid.

- Are you sure what you're doing?

- I want everything outside painted.

- Stone, shutters, doors, everything.

- It's black, brigges.

You will sometimes detective.

Come on, painting.

- Dammit, brigges. The whole lot?

- Everything. Including the spiders.

Sodeju. This is about work, though.

This tent needs a bomb.

- And you and kick your ass.

- People will think we're crazy.

This could very well be.

Now shut up and paints.

No wonder they have this closed.

What a dump.

- I'll apologize.

- Accepted.

Listen, go back to

guests who killed Billy.

But without proof you have nothing.

- Jenkins approached me in confidence.

- Tell.

We are not all brave.

But if you are making progress...

...He will testify,

but not by himself.

Only if you have more

witnesses and evidence.

- Do you do anything with this official?

- Yes. I'll tell you.

And you will support me if it is a case?

Give it but no answer.

- What do you think, brigges?

- Move. I put the finishing touches.

- Look at that.

- Next month we are doing your house.

- Now all hell breaks loose.

- Yes, this we will know.

This is asking for trouble.

Listen. Run the engine

and wait until you hear the screams.

Wait here.

Go to the criche.

Go pick up little children there.

Do you prefer?

- What is it, Grandpa? Kungfu-boy lost?

- Come on, cop.

Do you whack with your cane?

F***.

Come on, then. Come on down.

- Okay?

- That was awesome.

Now they'll cool down.

- Are you open?

- It's on the wall, sir.

Is terrible screaming at

Breaking Hall Street.

- Come on, it's late. We're

shutting it down. - What is that?

- Nothing. Forget it. Come on.

- We can not ignore.

Come on.

It's f***ing freezing.

Move. Let's see.

All Jesus. What a stench.

What the hell are you doing here?

Take it and go out of my house.

Wheland for the monitoring station.

Assistance. - F***. A**holes.

- Assistance, Breaking Hall 34.

Officer down. - I know where it is.

- Back off, kid.

- Brigges?

Gary, little rat. Attempted murder of a

police officer, seen through an agent.

- I do not mean that.

- Like that kid you dead reed?

It was an accident.

I do not see him. As he ran into the road.

- And the old man had only get hit.

- Are you Billy? His name was Billy.

You get the choice. Tell the truth and

we will take you into custody only.

Lie to me and you're going to jail.

Who killed Billy?

You, Dunstan or your father?

Harrigan. What the hell were you

thinking coming here to do?

I'll tell you. I'm going to lock you

for the murder of my friend.

And you're going to oppose.

Give me an excuse to break your arm.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes