Irish Jam Page #6
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2006
- 94 min
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bogus building contracts to my own...
...dummy companies. As soon as the
Japs find out that the land round...
...here has the consistency of sponge
cake, Suzuki will quietly take back...
...his cash in order
to avoid a scandal.
Minus of course the 20 million
I pay back my creditors and
pocket a cool 10 million.
-Genius, sir.
-I think so.
Talking of Finnegan's, I do believe
the show is about to start.
Oh, and Pettikreep?
-Yes, Sir?
Not a word. Remember who
butters your bread.
Don't think I could forget, sir.
McDevitt!
-Jimmy! Jimmy stop!
-What?
I think we've got visitors.
McDevitt, we need you outside now.
What on earth's going on?
-Hey, what's up, fellas?
-McDevitt, you're a liar and a cheat.
And I knew it all along.
Dirty Dime man.
And how you stole his song!
Ya rogue git, ya !
Pack up and get out of
Ballywood now.
-You leave him alone. Do ya hear me?
-Shut up and be quiet!
Now, Jimmy, I've read the words.
And it does seem that your poem...
...has been lifted from this
Dime fella's record.
Can I see that for a second,
Father?
Dirty Dime.
Dirty Dime. Yeah, he used to be
with that group Nickel and Dime.
I was going to play the cut for you.
He went solo, Dirty Dime.
Well... You caught me. I'm dirty,
he's dirty, it's a dirty situation.
Hey, guilty as charged.
Somebody got some handcuffs?
For god's sake, it just a poem.
Its not the end of the world.
We've all done things we regret.
-We've all done poems.
Trust you to stick up for him.
The man is a liar and a thief.
Are you satisfied now?
You can go home.
Not yet.
Is it true, that you intend to sell
Finnegan's to Lord Hailstock?
What?
-Tell them it's not true.
-Of course, it's true.
Now, that's my business.
Now look, we've a right to know.
Tell us the truth and we'll take...
...your word for it.
-That's right.
Or do I need to knock it out of you
again? Like I did last time?
Only this time, you won't get up
so quick.
-So, it was you?
-Ah yeah, I'd recognise that...
...breath anywhere.
You know what McNulty? Why don't you
pucker up and kiss my black ass.
You messed up now, boy.
If he's innocent, the good Lord
will be with him.
-Come on.
-Come on.
Keep the n*gger in the net.
Let me go!
-Where's my medical bag?
Good afternoon.
Prepare to fly, McDevitt.
That'll teach you to mess with a
McNulty. Just so you know there's...
...plenty more where that came from.
-You kicked the shite out of him.
I told you he was shite.
You know, I trained with Bruce,
personally. You don't believe me?
Excuse me.
Which one of you hobbits want it?
-See? You want some, do you?
Come on, give him to me.
Yes, Lord. I believe in God.
Didn't I tell you, he was one of us?
He even fights like an Irishman.
Aye, but he still hasn't explained
about selling out to Hailstock.
Shut up! He'd never do something
like that, would you?
Jimmy, tell them.
Jimmy, tell them.
do something like that?
But if you sell it to Hailstock,
that's the end of the village.
So that's all we were to you,
was it?
A penny antiscam, a get rich quick
scheme. Trusting you...
...believing you was the biggest
mistake I've ever made in my life.
You're a cheat, you're a liar.
You're a phoney, you're a big
mouth and I hate you.
I never want to see you again.
You can go to hell.
-Hold my coat. Hold my coat!
-No, Pat! Don't!
Did the good Lord not forgive
Judas?
-Pettikreep, tea.
-Yes, sir.
Now, this had better be bloody
good this time in the morning.
Yes, sir. Got some information
for you.
The villagers have called
an urgent meeting, sir.
They're down at Finnegan's now, sir.
-Now?
I thought this was all over with.
Pettikreep, where's my bloody tea?
So, what's this meeting about?
-Nobody knows, sir. Secret.
Pettikreep.
-What is it, sir?
-It's empty.
-Oh sorry, sir. I'll get a refill.
No, the account, you idiot, it's
empty. I've been robbed.
What the bloody hell are you all
gawping at?
-Now, get on with it.
-Now be quiet, all of you!
What's this all about, Father? We
should all be home in our beds.
I don't know, Tom, but I'm sure
we're going to find out very soon.
What's up? How's it
hanging, Hailstock?
Don't bother saying
nothing, just listen.
By now you've probably figured out
your bank account's been emptied.
That's a lot of missing loochey.
We know about the land being no good.
And how you stash surveyor's report.
If my memory serves me, it's fraud.
Look, I don't want you to go to jail
for 20 years. So here's the deal.
You give back 10 million minus the
...helped me put this play together.
Fast Freddie and Diamond Jack.
Yo, what's up?
And of course, my friend, the mole,
which we'll get to later.
You'll need to be returning the cash
that the village paid you...
...for the contest.
-No...
Don't talk yet, I'm not done.
Also, you sign over Ballywood, all
the surrounding land,...
...including Finnigan's. This way
everybody gets what they want.
You walk away clean. I might have to
leak this to the press, you know.
Let's see, 'The Honorable Lord
Hailstock tried to scam investors...
...in a bad land deal'.
Oh, I say Mole...
...can you please pass the
agreement to the old boy there?
Okay, Your Lordship, we need
your signature on the dotted line.
Oh, and just so you know
we have some insurance.
It's a copy of the
surveyor's report.
Addressed to Lord Hailstock.
The minute my man Pettikreep is
alright I'll transfer the balance...
...back to your account.
Oh, one last thing. Don't come back.
The land belongs to the people.
Irish, that is.
I want you to get this Jimmy Da Jam
for me, I want you to stop him now.
Well, you idiots,
what are you waiting for?
We won't be needing your blood
money for what I have to do.
Come on.
By the way, I never did like butter
on my bread. I'm a jam man, myself.
Or to be more specific, a Jimmy Da
Jam man.
So you can stick your job up your
arse. I've got a plane to catch.
What time does the next boat leave
for the mainland?
What time does the boat leave for
the mainland?
Six o'clock.
Right.
-Go get him.
-Really?
Yeah.
Thank you.
Jimmy!
Jimmy McDevitt, will you stop
being so bloody stubborn.
You just going to leave and that's
it. You can't do that.
You can't just mess with people's
feelings like that.
What an idiot I've been. There was
I thinking that you actually cared.
-I do care.
-No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
For a moment there, Maureen,
I thought you and I had something.
-We do.
-You and Kathleen.
But I was just fooling myself.
-But...
-No, don't but.
I mean how many free beers I got
to give away in this village?
You can't buy acceptance, Lord knows
I tried, three times a Sunday.
Yeah, 'Jimmy's a likeable guy'.
But, you know what? Deep down
inside, they're all afraid of me.
Afraid of who I am. What they think
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