In the Name of the Father Page #9

Just let him be!

Stay strong, Gerry!

Stay strong, mate!

Keep your chin up, mate!

We're with you, Gerry!

We're with you all the way, mate!

He's still awake.

Your father passed away

an hour ago.

Thank you very much.

I'm sorry.

Giuseppe is dead, man!

They kill Giuseppe!

Gerry, man!

They killed Giuseppe!

Well, I think they ought to take

the word "compassion"...

out of the English dictionary.

They fouled the ball, Gareth.

They fouled the f***ing ball,

and they're as guilty as sin.

Believe me, if there's one thing

I knowabout, it's guilt.

Keep looking 'em in the eye,

and it's gonna reveal itself.

You have to keep up the pressure.

Do what you have to do.

Free the Four!

Free the Four!

Those were meant to be here

three weeks ago.

"The Parade oflnnocence."

What do you think?

Thousands of people

lined the streets ofDublin...

London and Liverpool today

in demonstrations...

demanding the release

of the Guildford Four.

- Questions have been raised...

- Say good night to Daddy.

- Good night, Dad.

- Good night, son.

Free the Four!

Free the Four!

This was a mistake.

Why don't we let her

see the files?

What harm could it do?

- Mr Dixon!

- Yes?

Don't you get tired of this?

This is a court order that I be allowed

to see the Giuseppe Conlon case files.

- Good morning.

- There are a fewrules to be observed.

Here's a complete list of

the Conlon, Giuseppe case files...

the only files you'll need to see.

I'll go to the file drawer

and bring it out.

You take a page at a time,

read it and then return it.

Sorry. Is there a problem,

Mr Dixon?

Problem?

Not at all, Mrs Peirce.

Our chief archivist, Mr Jenkins,

is here to assist you.

If you want to make a photocopy,

I alone will do it.

Use this pen at all times

for any notes.

If you deface any document, we can

trace it through the ink in this pen.

There are national security issues

involved here, Mrs Peirce.

We wouldn't want

police intelligence files...

leaked to the IRA now, would we?

Conlon, Giuseppe file.

Yes, sir.

Leave my kit on the bus,

'cause I'm not staying in yourjail.

So, our new VIP prisoner.

Welcome to Scotland.

I'm an innocent man.

My father was an innocent man.

He died in one of yourjails.

There's nothing you can do to hurt me.

They've moved me to a Scottish

jail to break my confidence.

- Put him in solitary.

- This is a peaceful protest.

We'll teach you manners.

Better men than you

have tried that already.

I have not seen my client

for two months.

He's been moved to Scotland, which has

impeded my investigation into his case.

So I'm filing this motion

to gain proper access...

Free the Four!

Here, thanks a lot.

Good day.

Thanks, thanks, thanks.

Sorry. Could you copy that

for me, please?

Thank you.

I just want my mother to be happy.

I'd like her to know...

that Giuseppe talked about her

every day of his life.

He missed her terribly.

It's strange to be in a cell

without him.

I can't seem to get his face

out of my mind.

Everywhere I look, I see him.

Strange what time does

when you're in prison.

Like, you can be staring

at the wall.

Drip, drip, drip.

It takes an eternity.

And then you blink,

and three years have gone by.

I mean, what I'm trying to...

I don't know what the f***

I'm trying to say.

But I can't forget

what they did to my family.

I just can't forget.

Morning.

- Where's Jenkins?

- He telephoned in sick.

I'm afraid you're going

to have to come back tomorrow.

I can't. I'm in court tomorrow.

There's too much to get through.

I can't help you.

Please. I've got the court order.

You saw what Mr Jenkins did.

Hejust brings me the files.

I take the notes and give them

back to you. Please.

- What name is it?

- Conlon.

- All right.

- Thanks. Thank you very much. Cheers.

What name was that again?

We've got two Conlon boxes.

Is it Giuseppe Conlon

or Gerard Conlon?

Gerard.

Well, that's for starters.

F*** 'em!

It's good news.

We're talking about

a piece of evidence...

that says they knewall along,

that they let my father die in prison?

Would you mind telling me

what's good about that?

We'll get them in court.

"We'll get them in court"?

Will you catch yourself on?

They've kept us in prison for 15 years.

They can keep us in for another 15.

This is the f***ing

government, Gareth!

It's the f***ing government!

What are they gonna say?

"We're sorry about that"?

"Made a wee bit of a mistake,

but you can be on your way now"?

What are they gonna say?

"Sorry we killed your da"?

"Sorry we f***ed

your f***ing life to hell"?

I am not putting my mother

through hell again.

Are you afraid of court?

I just don't wanna be

humiliated again.

I swear by Almighty God...

that the evidence I shall give

shall be the truth, the whole truth...

and nothing but the truth.

Mr Dixon, do you know

these young people...

known as the Guildford Four?

Yes, I do.

Do you know how long

they have spent in jail?

Fifteen years.

Do you know Annie Maguire...

who served her 14 years

without remission?

Do you know her son Vincent

who served five years?

Her son Patrick who served four?

Do you know her husband...

Paddy Maguire, who served 12 years?

Carole Richardson was 17

when she went to jail, Mr Dixon.

Now she is 32.

Do you knowCarole Richardson?

- What is the point of this?

- Yes, come to the point.

Do you know who this is, Mr Dixon?

No, I don't.

Well, then would you be so kind...

as to read this statement

that you took from him...

on the third ofNovember, 1974?

A statement, My Lord, which

vindicates all of these people...

- all these innocent people.

- I need to see a copy of this statement.

Either that man or his superior

or his superior's superior...

ordered that these people

be used as scapegoats...

by a nation

that was baying for blood...

in return for the innocent blood

spilled on the streets of Guildford!

- You got your blood, Mr Dixon!

- She is making a political speech.

You got the blood of Giuseppe Conlon

and the lifeblood of Carole Richardson!

You got 15 years of blood and sweat

and pain from my client...

whose only crime

was that he was Irish...

and foolish, and he was in

the wrong place at the wrong time!

Mrs Peirce, I will have you

removed from the court.

And one of your colleagues,

My Lord...

who sat where you sit now said,

"It is a pity...

you were not charged

with treason to the Crown...

a charge that carries a penalty

of death by hanging...

a sentence I would have no difficulty

in passing in this case."

Mrs Peirce, I am trying

to read this document.

I will not tell you again

to be silent...

or you will be removed

from the court.

My Lord, this document...

brings the entire British

legal system into disrepute.

My Lord, this is new evidence.

It is shocking new evidence.

My Lord, this evidence...

was not submitted at the trial

that is under appeal.

That, I believe, is the point

Mrs Peirce is trying to make.

- Proceed, Mrs Peirce.

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