Stand Off Page #6

Great driver.

[Chuckles]

[Flushing]

Ah, you took a shite.

Why'd you not let me

go first, then?

Get in there.

I'm gonna take a shite,

too, then.

SOPHIE:
[groans]

[Clock ticking]

[Flushing]

Can we talk about this?

JIMBO:

No, we can't. Get in there.

I need time to think. Go.

[Helicopter hovering outside]

Do you remember his mother?

Yes, I remember Phyllis.

Um...

My father owned a bar

in the eighties.

She came over from Belfast

to work as a cocktail waitress,

and we dated for a few weeks.

We had a summer fling,

and she went back to Ireland,

and that was that.

Mister, have you got

any cigarettes?

- Hey!

- What?

Sit down.

[Together] We're sorry, missis.

[Sighs] Jesus.

That's why he's been stalking me.

Heh. I thought

Whitey had sent him.

Who is Whitey?

Whitey Barrett is the head

of the Irish mafia in Boston.

Yeah, he has a daughter

named Tracey,

who I'm married to.

Well...

I'm not.

I am trying to get a divorce,

and look at this.

She took a knife.

She stabbed me in the arm

while I was asleep.

Then she goes to her daddy,

and he sends

a hit man after me.

I had to get out of there.

Boys!

JOE:

Anyway, I came here to hide,

and then I see

this kid stalking me,

and that's why I had a gun.

What gun?

JOE:
The gun. I had a...

The one that

the policewoman saw.

- Policewoman?

- The...

Oh, my God.

This is such a mess.

You know,

he thinks you are his father.

Man, I guess I could be.

Scaling. Go. Go.

[Sean fussing]

We're in position.

WELLER:
Very good.

Keep 'em there until I say otherwise.

- You in there!

- Very well.

- Let me through!

- Hey, watch it, will you?

MARY ELLEN:

Don't you touch me!

- Where the hell are they?

- Who are you?

- Hold on there, missis.

- Hey, you.

Are you in charge here?

FARNSWORTH:

Just calm down. Step back.

Who is that woman?

I want my children now.

You, get out here.

We have to go home, mister.

Me ma will kill us.

Shut up, and stay in there.

Please, don't do anything foolish.

- All right.

- Okay, now. Shh.

Sit down,

or I'll bring those Umgazi.

What's the Umgazi, missis?

They are fierce,

dark, crazy spirits.

They take children

in the night to the swamp.

Okay, now sit down.

Be quiet, or the Umgazi.

[Clock ticking]

So how's your mom?

Say her name.

Phyllis.

How is Phyllis?

She died four years ago

of breast cancer.

Oh. I'm sorry.

Look, I don't know your name.

It's Jim.

JOE:
Look, Jim,

- this was a long time...

- What's better,

that your father

can't remember your mother

or that he decided

to pretend she doesn't exist?

Which would you prefer?

I'm truly sorry, Jim.

And what about

all the letters you wrote?

Were they all lies?

What letters?

The letters from California,

when you were a stunt man

on Raiders of the Lost Ark,

when you were working

on the oil rigs in Texas.

She read them all to me.

Why did you stop writing?

I swear to God

I never wrote any letters.

Your mom and I...

Phyllis...

we were together

for a couple of weeks,

and then she left,

and I never saw her again.

We were kids.

Uh...

What are you saying to me,

that she made all that up?

I... I...

Bollocks.

Jim, I...

Bollocks.

You're doing my head in.

Go easy. Calm down.

- Jim...

- Shut up.

I... I...

Look, Jim, I... I truly

do believe that...

- Shut up.

- I do believe...

Shut f***ing up!

- My...

- Get down.

- Get down on the ground.

- Don't do this.

Get down!

- Get down on the ground.

- Calm down.

[Gasping]

I can't handle this.

It's no good. I'm sorry.

JIMBO:
I'm sorry.

[Click]

Hmm.

- No!

- [Sean crying]

Oh, my God.

Don't do that. No.

Sorry. Stay away from me.

- Son, listen to me. Don't do that.

- Let me be.

Please, it's not worth it.

Don't. Just put that down.

It's all right.

Think of your son.

Whatever it is,

we can work it out.

Please! Help!

I swear. I'll fix it.

Help! Help this child!

He'll die! He's stuck!

- What?

- What?

- [Pounding]

- SOPHIE:
Come on! Come on!

JIMBO:
What's wrong?

He's choking.

- JOE:
What the...

- Help!

Missis! Them Umgazis

are gonna kill me!

Help! Help!

Get away from me!

- Get away!

- I'm trying to help you.

Missis, them Umgazi,

they're gonna...

Sir, it appears his head's stuck

between the bars.

Is he trying to escape,

or is he spying for the Yank?

Soap.

Quick, quick, quick.

Get away!

Here. Put this...

- What is that?

- JOE:
Never mind.

There's an adult male,

appears to be

pulling him back now.

[Grunts] Gee.

- [Pop]

- Ohh.

SOPHIE:
Are you okay?

[Telephone ringing]

BOY:
What was that?

Soap.

Hello.

Listen, Maguire,

if you harm that child,

I will see to it that you rot in jail

for the rest of your life.

Do you hear me?

I will call you back.

BOY:
What did you

see out there?

SECOND BOY:
Shut up.

I'm trying to listen.

SOPHIE:

Just sit down, and behave.

JOE:
We need to talk.

[Sighs]

[Police dispatch chatter]

What are you doing here?

The children are my concern.

And I suppose

they're not mine, eh?

Why did you come here?

She's their mother.

I thought she could help.

She's a madwoman.

- I don't want a f***ing coffee.

- Look at her.

I want my kids back.

Don't suppose there's any chance

we'll get her out of here now.

I'll take care of her.

Don't worry.

We won't be a problem.

"We"? Oh, no, no, no.

You are out of here.

This is way out of your league.

What is my league, Daddy?

You wanted me

to join the force,

but now I'm only good

for community relations and paperwork?

I want to be here.

Please, for the first time

in your life,

give me some respect.

You think you can control

that woman without me?

Go on ahead.

- MARY ELLEN:
...to get off your arses...

- You go over

- and talk to her.

- And get my kids back.

How long have we been here?

How much time are we wasting?

We don't know what's

happening in there. Please!

You can stay.

Just keep out of the way.

JOE:
You came to the store

because you needed help.

You did what any son would do.

You turned to your father.

Now, I want to help you.

But first you're gonna have

to put that thing down

before it goes off

and kills someone.

[Sean fussing]

[Piano playing]

Hey, guys,

knock it off.

BOY:
Okay.

So tell me everything.

Last Christmas,

when Sean was born...

I had no money, so I borrowed

some from Mad Dog Flynn.

The gangster guy?

You know him?

We've met.

Trust me, I know the type.

Go on.

I owe him a lot of money.

They definitely said this American was

involved in the fish market robbery?

That's what they

said on the news.

Who'd have thought it, eh?

It went from 500 to 2,000

in two months,

and that's when he gave me

an extra 1,000 in his casino

to win it back.

And I tried to win it back

by gambling...

and that didn't work.

Next thing, it's 5,000,

and he's...

saying he's gonna give me two days,

or he's gonna take Sean.

SOPHIE:
What?

What?

You cannot just go

and take a baby.

He can. Why do you think they

call him Mad Dog?

He's killed loads of people

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