Some Mother's Son Page #6
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- 1996
- 112 min
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Fire!
Load...
Fire!
Load...
Fire!
Some 100,000
people took part in the funeral.
Abroad...
A wave of
anti-British protests...
This is a disaster.
Is this the official
foreign office line,
or is this merely
your line, Harrington?
Thomas, do you know
anything about the role
of Irish martyrs in history?
1916...Pierce Connelly.
Well, you've created
another one.
...Thatcher to behave
with compassion.
Don't let any more die.
Don't let any more die.
Give us your support.
Give us your support.
Don't let any more die.
Don't let any more die.
Give us your support.
Give us your support.
Remember Bobby sands.
Remember Bobby sands.
You Fenian bastards!
Here.
It's all right.
It's all right.
It's only piss.
Are you all right?
You'll be OK.
Come on, we'll get you
home now. Come on.
Are you all right?
I'm fine.
You're all right.
Bastards!
Hello?
Mummy.
Alice.
I had to come home.
Good.
There are now 10 of
them on the strike.
The first few are hard-core
gunmen and bombers
who've murdered innocent people,
but further down the line,
we've got young men
who are only involved
peripherally.
And I'm not sure
about shifting the onus
onto the families.
We're not negotiating, are we?
Who does Harrington report to?
He's a foreign office
monitor at the prisons.
Be careful with him.
We have every confidence in you.
Alice.
Hiya, Liam.
Hello, ma.
Jesus Christ, Gerard,
can you not stop this?
Oh, God.
Alice, please.
We've argued this out.
Please respect my convictions.
Youse know something?
I've never seen things
as clearly before...
As I can see things now.
He won't do it.
Mum, he won't go
through with it.
Oh.
This is
the northern Ireland news.
In a further escalation
of the prison crisis,
the I.R.A. Have issued
the following statement:
"Our comrades are prepared
to die for their rights."
Morning, lads.
"Those who try
to take those rights away
must be prepared
to pay the same price."
Come on!
Come on!
No!
Help!
No!
Oh!
Oh, no!
Ohh...
I'm proud of you.
Why?
For respecting my beliefs.
Oh, Gerard.
Who said I respected
your beliefs?
You had a choice
in what you did,
but you left us with no choice.
Don't let us die.
Kieran!
Kieran!
I'll see.
Oh!
Can't go out there.
We must all mourn the death
of this young man,
but we must also mourn the death
of 2 prison officers
brutally murdered in front
of their own families.
Some of you here
have your hands
steeped in blood.
Who paid you to say that, daly?
I beg you now,
stop this violence.
Who put you up to it?
We don't have to listen to this.
It is our
solemn duty--
why don't you stick
to religion, daly?!
...under God,
to save life.
Did the Brits get at you?
We must save life
wherever possible,
however unpopular it is.
Please...
Don't let anybody else die.
Please don't let
anybody else die.
Kieran!
This is wrong.
This is wrong!
What you said in there was
an absolute bloody disgrace.
What I said in there
is God's law.
You're telling me
to betray my son?
It's God's law, Annie!
This isn't a protest anymore.
These people are using these
funerals to win support.
These people are our
friends and our families.
Look, you have
to take your sons off.
You have the right to choose.
You can make a choice.
Leave them alone.
No, I don't.
It's not my choice to make.
Jesus Christ, do you think
if it was my choice,
I'd let him die?
Come on, Annie, let's go home.
I--
do you hear me, Kathleen?
He's losing consciousness.
We should contact
the next of kin.
Mrs. Quigley?
Tim Harrington.
Leave me alone.
Please, Mrs. Quigley, I
think we have a solution.
Excuse me. I'm going
to stay with my son.
Look, we can resolve
this bloody mess.
Do you want to stop
this madness?
Do you?
While there's still time,
please take me to Danny Boyle.
Am I safe here?
They'll have to
shoot me as well.
You think they won't?
You've got some nerve
coming here.
Mr. Boyle,
I have a proposal.
The prisoners can have
their specific demands.
As a right?
As a right.
Provided the hunger strike
is called off first
and your organization
makes no statement
claiming to have won
prisoner-of-war status.
May I have an ashtray?
The government will say
that in light of the
prisoners' sensible decision
to end the hunger strike,
we are re-examining
the present regime.
You cheated us
about the clothes.
Mr. Boyle, I have never
cheated anyone in my life.
Now,
if the terms are acceptable,
I will go into
the prison tonight
and outline the changes
to the hunger strikers
in the presence of a
witness of your choice.
Thatcher will never
agree to this deal.
Senior concerned parties
within the government
feel strongly that the
prime minister will agree.
I'll have to consult
the prisoners first.
And I must talk to my people.
Danny, my son is dying.
We don't have any time.
Can't you just resolve this now?
Do something.
You must do something.
There's nothing I can do.
Please leave.
One on!
Clear the wing!
Keep goin', Frankie.
Keep goin', Gerard.
Hi, tom.
Must be serious if you're here.
I think we have a deal.
Oh!
Kathleen, any sign
of Harrington?
No. They told me
he was with you.
Tom McLaughlin,
the prisoners' leader.
How are you,
Mrs. Quigley?
You all right?
Yes.
So he's not with you?
Where is he? Do you
think he's coming?
I have no idea.
He must be in London.
So what do the
prisoners think, tom?
The prisoners will agree
if the Brits agree.
Oh, thank God.
Can I bum one of those on you?
Oh, yes, yes, of course.
Where is he?
You know Frankie
doesn't have long.
Aye, I know.
All we can do is wait,
Mrs. Quigley.
Yes...
Yes, we have a deal.
They'll agree.
No, no loss of face to anyone.
What's going on?
How dare you barge in here?
Your career's over.
We have a deal in place.
It's not a deal.
It's surrender.
I warn you,
I have strong support.
You'll be lucky
to get a pension.
Get out.
Now.
Cardinal's office, please.
Yes, your eminence.
I think we can reach
a compromise.
That's right.
Kathleen!
Kathleen, Kathleen...
The cardinal organized a deal.
What deal?
What are you doing here?
Where'd this come from?
Farnsworth's office.
You f***in' idiot.
What's wrong?
"The prisoners will have the
privilege of their own clothes."
Jesus Christ.
Privilege.
It's only a word.
We have been in direct
negotiations with Harrington,
who was prepared to accept
the 5 demands as a right!
There are 9 men have died
for that right, daly,
and you have
no reason to come in
and interfere in the work
that should come from this.
I'm taking him off.
OK, now clear the room.
Frankie!
Annie...
Kathleen...
Oh, Annie, I'm so sorry.
Sure his sufferings
are over now anyway.
I took Gerard off.
I had to do it.
Somebody had to do it.
You're lucky you had the choice.
OK, Mrs. Quigley, will you
come with me, please?
Oh, Jesus...
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