The Informer
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- 1935
- 91 min
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Gypo!
Ah, Gypo, what's the use?
I'm hungry, and I can't pay
my room rent.
Have you the price of a flop on you?
No.
Oh, what's the use?
Don't look at me like that, Gypo.
You're all I got.
You're the only one. You know that.
But what chance have we to escape?
Money.
Some people have all the luck.
Look at that thing, handing us the ha-ha.
Ten pounds to America.
Twenty pounds and the world is ours.
- What are you saying that for?
- Saying what?
- Twenty pounds?
- What are you driving at?
Oh, Gypo, what's the matter with you?
Twenty pounds.
Might as well be a million.
Go on! Go on!
Go and get your 20 pounds
from that scut I threw in the gutter.
Saint Gypo. Too good for me, eh?
Well, let me tell you something.
You're no better than any other man.
You're all alike.
Oh, Katie, I didn't mean that.
Go along with you
and your fine principles.
I can't afford them.
Katie.
Throw a light in there, lads.
I bet he's not out tonight, boys.
Don't you know me, Gypo?
I don't wonder that you stare.
I'm lucky to be finding you here.
Man, what is it?
What are you staring at?
Nothing, Frankie.
You came up to me so sudden-like.
Finding out
there's a price on my head.
Twenty pounds.
Oh, so that's all I'm worth.
Six months is a long time,
me boy, to be on the run.
Sleeping out in the hills,
freezing to death.
And no decent grub.
So I says to myself, "I'll sneak
into town and see me mother...
...and I'll duck right out again."
And here I am.
Did...? Did you deliver my messages?
And what did my mother say?
She blessed the saints that you're alive.
She followed me out crying...
...and put a half a quid in me hand
to give to you.
Well, I was that hungry meself
that I spent it.
Ah, you big lubber,
that was her way of giving it to you.
She likes you, Gypo.
The Lord knows why.
What's come over you?
What are you gawking at?
Is there something queer about me?
No, Frankie.
You see, I've been court-martialed.
Man, what for?
You remember the Tan
that killed Quincannon?
We drew lots for it,
and I got the short match.
Well, I took him out in a lorry...
...and he begged for his life.
I couldn't do it, Frankie.
Not in cold blood.
Besides, he swore
he'd desert if I let him go.
And you believed him?
What did Commandant Gallagher say?
He near had me plugged
when I went back to report.
Then they threw me out
of the organization.
And now the British
think I'm with the Irish...
...and the Irish
think I'm with the British.
And the long and short of it is...
...I'm walking around starving,
without a dog to lick me trousers.
Ah, you poor fathead.
Think of all the jobs
we pulled off together.
The scrapes we've come through.
We were a great pair, eh, Gypo?
With your muscle and my brains.
When we'd get in a tight place,
it was me that formed a plan...
...and thought a way out. Remember?
And I'd leave you alone for a minute,
and you'd go and get in trouble again.
Man alive, I'm your brain.
But it's your help I'm needing now.
I looked you up first thing to find out if the
Tans are still watching my mother's house.
Is there any guard in the house?
Not since Christmas.
Well, I'm off.
If I get a chance to see Gallagher,
I'll put the word in for you.
Up the rebels.
Carry on.
Yes?
Well, I...
- Like this, l...
- Well, speak up.
What do you want to say?
I've come to claim the 20-pounds reward
for Frankie McPhillip.
Frankie McPhillip?
Carry on, men. Let's go.
Mary, the bread's not fresh.
I can't cut it.
Look at the crumbs it makes.
Oh, me boy! Me boy!
- Mother. Mary.
- Oh, Frankie!
Oh, praise be to God.
You've come back to us.
Save your praises for this fog
that's upon us, Mother.
It's the best friend I have this night.
And me dodging down
dark streets to get here.
I was so homesick to see you.
I'd have walked down the middle
of O'Connell Street...
...just to get
a glimpse of the two of you.
Ah, bless you, me son.
Sure you must be starving.
Frankie, you shouldn't have come.
It's not safe.
What a long face for a sister.
I'm in with the fog,
and I'm out with the fog...
...and nobody will be the wiser.
- Nobody's seen you?
- Just my old pal Gypo Nolan.
You see, I had to find out if
the Tans had a guard on the house.
Here, now. Have a nice cup of tea.
You can do all your talking afterwards.
Go up there to the front door there!
Get up the door there!
Pick it up. Get out of here!
- No, no, Frankie!
- Stay where you are!
- I'm getting away!
- Stop it, stop it!
Stay back! Stay back!
Stay back! I gotta get away!
Frankie, don't!
- Where's McPhillip?
- He's not here. Get out!
No, Frankie! Frankie!
Mary, get out of the way!
Get out of the way and let me shoot!
Damn it!
Get out of the way! Move out!
Frankie, run!
Frankie, don't! Stop!
Yes? Yes.
Right.
McPhillip was killed. Trying to escape, sir.
Twenty pounds. You'd better count it.
Show him out the back way.
Why, you...
Whiskey.
There's a lot of things
I'd like if I could afford it.
Good night.
I've got to have a plan.
I've got to have a plan.
Ah, Gypo, I'm your brain.
You can't think without me.
You're lost. You're lost.
What you wanna sneak up
behind a man like that for?
I've been looking all over for you.
I'm sorry I blew up on you like that.
Out in the street, I mean.
Ah, Gypo, you know I love you.
You're the only one. You know that.
But sometimes I get so crazy
I don't know what I'm doing.
I got it. I did it for you.
You did what?
You forgot your change, me boyo.
Gypo, where did
you get that money?
Look at it.
And not an hour ago, you hadn't
a penny to warm your pocket.
Did somebody die
and leave you a pot of gold?
- What are you saying that for?
- Well, did you rob a church, or what?
That's it.
You... You mean you robbed a church?
Ah, Gypo.
No. No, it wasn't a church.
It was a sailor off an American ship.
Not so loud.
I went through him at the back
of Cassidy's Pub on Jerome Street.
He was drunk.
But if you say a word of it,
you'll get me into trouble.
Who, me? What do you take me for?
An informer?
- What are you talking about informing for?
- Gypo!
- Who's an informer?
- Gypo!
- Don't say things like that.
- What's the matter here?
What's the matter?
Oh, it's all right, Barney.
Let him alone.
He didn't mean any harm.
Oh, come on. Let's get out of here.
Come on up to my room.
There's a nice warm fire there.
Come on. Here's your money, Gypo.
You'll be all right.
Ah, darling, you don't
want any more of that.
Come on. Let's be getting in the car.
All right, Gypo.
I'll take you back to... Ah, no, Gypo!
Gypo, you gave him a pound note.
I forgot something.
They'll be wondering
why I'm not there already.
'Tis easy to see
it was the work of an informer.
'Tis surely. 'Tis the work of an informer.
Oh, Frankie.
Oh, Frankie!
I'm sorry for your trouble, Mrs. McPhillip.
What are you shouting for?
Don't you know there's a wake going on?
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