Ordinary Decent Criminal Page #7

we'll be here watching you.

No escape.

F*** off, Michael.

Christine, did we wake you?

Do you really think they'll ever

let you get away, Michael...

All right.

after all you did?

All right, you're right,

but they're never gonna

f***ing put me away,

you hear me, no matter

what they f***ing do. Never.

They're out to get you.

What can you do it?

What can I do about it?

I'll tell you

what I'll f***ing do about it...

Christine...

Sorry for the disturbance,

Christine.

Bastards.

I never thought

they'd get this close.

Hey, Lynch...

What's so, what?

Show us your ugly mug.

If they were me down,

then it was all worth nothing.

I'll lose everything.

You... Lisa... the kids.

What about the painting?

If we got some money...

I wasn't in it for the money.

In it for the crack.

I got a few good laughs

out of it.

You know what you are?

That good, yeah?

Wouldn't be everyone's cup of tea,

but it suits me.

That is disgusting.

Hey, keep the noise down, Lynch.

How are you, Michael?

You got me offer?

So what do you think?

Last time we spoke

I told you to go f*** yourself.

Things have changed a bit

since then, haven't they?

That's right, Michael.

I mean, all these lads, following

it's not good, you know?

one has to face facts.

You cut your cloth, Michael.

So I suppose

it'll come as a bit of a shock

when I tell you

to go f*** yourself again.

I'd tear up that painting

and wipe me hole with it

before I let you near it.

It's too late for you, Michael.

There's no Lord Mayors begging to

do you favours any more.

That's long gone.

I've a picture in me head of you

sitting with your grandchild

on your knee.

A bit of drool

coming slowly down your chin.

Talking shite.

Michael who?

We have a show. Tony.

Michael.

Tony.

I've been f***ing you around,

haven't I?

Yeah, you have, Michael.

I'm sorry.

Well, it's to be expected

with all this shite going on.

Yeah, but whatever Stevie's up to,

he's gonna make things worse.

You know that, don't you?

No, I don't

He's only trying to sort things.

Get us back to where we were.

Oh, you think that's what

Higgins wants? You believe that?

What choice do we have?

You're not helping.

Do you think

any of these fellas can lip-read?

You'd be amazed the skills

the Gardas have these days.

You're fantastic lads.

Do you know that?

He's got a crack.

For Christ sake, Michael.

Tell me then. What's next?

Stevie's gonna try to get

the painting to Higgins, isn't he?

With or without me.

Come on, we all know that, Tony.

So how's he gonna

get away from the Gardas?

It's a good plan.

I think it'll work.

Fair enough.

Tell it to me then.

Come on, trust me with it,

will you?

You know Copeland Grove?

Yeah.

It's a cul-de-sac, right.

With the steps at the end.

Yeah, leading up to Summerhill.

You're gonna drive up there.

How? All together?

One car's no good.

No.

No... a car each,

so you could block the road.

Not bad, if you can pull it off.

Don't see why we can't.

A car will be waiting for you?

Van.

Of course, for the painting.

No, that's not bad.

Alec can move that out

lively enough.

Yeah. Once we get shot of

the Gardass... all we have...

Hold on a minute.

That's where it'll happen.

What?

Oh, you'll get rid of the Gardas

all right.

Easily.

Cos I think they'll be tipped off.

Which is better for Higgins?

To buy some painting

he can't get rid of

or to get all of Michael Lynch's

gang arrested in one go?

Leaving just me for him to

come after in his own good time.

Think about it...

Higgins or Stevie...

who would the smart money be on?

Look, all I'm saying...

whatever happens...

I promise... I'll be waiting.

Come and get me.

oh, you'll get rid of

the Gardas all right.

Easily.

Cos Higgins will

have tipped them off.

The way me and Higgins see it is,

if we're reasonable,

we can divide the work.

Co-operate, let each other know

what we're doing,

that kind of thing, so as we

don't get in each other's way.

Yeah.

While the cops are looking for us,

Higgins is robbing the bank

on Dame Street.

I can't believe what I'm hearing.

Stevie,

I thought we were doing one thing...

unloading the painting

to try and get everything

back to normal Persuade...

Yeah, normal that means no Michael.

Cos he's not normal any more,

is he?

Alec, pull up here.

If anything goes against us...

It'll be nothing to do with me.

Yeah?

It's Tony, you were right, Michael.

Stevie's gone over to Higgins.

Okay... Are you free?

Anyone on to you?

Nah, not a Garda in sight.

Jesus, yes. Right.

Liten, have you found out anything?

Where's Higgins picking up

the painting?

It's Stevie

who's doing the pick-up.

Apparently while he's

collecting the painting...

Higgins is planning to rob a bank.

I think it's some plan

to confuse the Gardas.

Do you know where?

The Metro Bank in Dame Street,

Stevie said.

Jut before mid-day.

All right, here's what you do...

you get there now, fast,

to check it out.

And make sure

you're not being followed.

Yeah.

Ring me in fifteen minutes.

Okay.

Oh, and Tony...

Yeah?

What are you wearing by the way?

Well?

What?

Have you two kissed and made up?

Me and Tony? Oh, yeah, sure.

Good.

Can't be falling out with friends

like him.

Listen girls...

I think I'm gonna be able to

fix things, you know

so you wont' be

walking the streets begging.

Tony and me have come up

with something...

something very tasty.

Like this...

Listen, I gotta go, okay?

Don't worry. It's grand, Michael.

Go on so.

Get out from under our feet.

Wish me luck, girls, there's

a lot of bad people out there.

Hi, da.

Nothing yet, Michael.

Maybe Stevie was bullshitting.

I don't thinkso.

I think we're in business, Tony.

All right, now are you listening?

Yeah.

Here's how it's gonna happen.

You hang around inside the bank.

I'll be outside.

There'll be the usual Gardas

in attendance.

But not so many.

Remember...

Higgins will betray Stevie...

At last we can make

some f***ing money on this thing.

So most of the armed units

will be chasing him and Alec

to get the painting.

Now once Higgins' boys arrive...

we're off and running.

I'm disappointed in you, Shay.

Mother of Christ.

That's Shay Kirby.

Let's check it out.

Good morning.

I'd like to apply for a loan.

Thank you.

How's it going, Shay?

Put it down. Drop it.

Put it down, now. Drop it.

Take it easy, Shay.

Put it down!

Now!

Put it down!

Do it. Nice and easy.

Stand up! Turn around!

Against the wall.

F***!

Alec, watch the f***ing painting.

Jesus Christ.

Don't move a f***ing muscle.

F*** me. What the f***

are we gonna do, man?

Right,

keep the f***ing painting up...

Right, right,

we keep behind the painting.

Why?

Keep behind the f***ing painting!

Right, right.

Come on, back we go then.

Right.

Shite!

Go...

F***ing back up.

Drop the guns!

Drop the guns!

What the f*** are we gonna do?

Drop the f***ing picture!

Everybody...

On your knees now.

Get down.

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