The Molly Maguires Page #5

The law's what they say.

There's only one way to deal with them.

An eye for an eye.

- Two of them for two of us.

- Don't be a fool!

You've a better idea?

- They want you to retaliate.

- Happy to oblige!

You can't win that way. They know that.

They did it so you'd show yourself.

- They murdered him!

- The police are waiting.

- How are you so sure?

- I've had experience.

- Don't play their game!

- Frazier was our buddy!

You know what'll happen. Tell them.

They'll destroy us all.

They're out to get us. If we don't

go to them, they'll come to us.

- Shoot us in our beds.

- Then protect yourself.

They won't stop.

That's the meaning of it.

- They won't stop, so we can't stop.

- You don't want to stop.

They kill us in the pit. Should we quit

now they're killing us in our sleep?

You don't care what happens.

Even if they did stop, you'd go on.

- There's nowhere to go.

- Knowing we'll be destroyed?

- There's no choice. They made sure.

- You can't win!

I'm finished moving, pit after pit.

You can't win.

I won't move.

- You scared him off.

- Who?

Looks like a robin.

Looks like a robin, but who's to know

what he really is?

These days you can't judge from looks.

- You like birds?

- I like some birds.

You've got feathers on your mouth

like you just made a meal of one.

Well, we've got them now.

All this shooting and killing,

the citizens won't stand for any more.

Put a man into the dock, call him a Molly.

You've not done a bad job.

The Agency's very pleased.

There may be a promotion out of it.

- You talk like it's finished.

- We got one, we'll get the rest.

- It's only a matter of time.

- Aye, they won't stop now.

- We'll see to that.

- You won't have to.

They'll do everything themselves.

Everything except tie the rope.

- I tried to stop them this time.

- That was clever.

No, no, I mean I really tried.

I tried to talk them out of it.

- I tried my best.

- You were lucky you didn't succeed.

What are you doing here anyway?

Stupid bloody bird.

I don't find birds very musical.

"Singing like a bird."

What are they all going on about?

Cricket's more musical.

Kehoe. I want him most.

You'll have him.

Kehoe!

Kehoe!

Kehoe!

The priest sent for me.

- He's inside.

- The old man?

There's nothing to do now but wait.

Hello, Father.

I've just come from Philadelphia,

seeing the archbishop there.

Dougherty's to be tried

for the killing of the superintendent.

- He'd nothing to do with it.

- They're calling him an accomplice.

I thought the archbishop might use his

influence to get the charge reduced.

You're the one I blame most.

You're the leader.

- The men listen to you.

- They listen to you, too.

- Come back to the Church, Kehoe.

- I never left it.

You've put yourself outside.

Come back while there's still time.

I've tried your way.

It's been no help to me.

There's grace at the end of it.

Sin at the start and grace at the end,

bending your head in between.

I can't accept that, Father.

Then you'll die in sin.

What did the archbishop say

about Dougherty?

He's good as hanged.

There's still the trial.

- They need evidence.

- They've got it.

The archbishop told me.

You've an informer in your midst.

Who?

He didn't tell me that.

I didn't think you touched the stuff.

I take a drop now and again.

I'm impressed

by your idea of a drop.

Are you mourning that deep

for the old man?

If you ask me, he was glad to go.

No spirit left in him at all.

For Dougherty then?

There's time enough for that.

He isn't hanged yet.

You're a cool one.

That's the difference between us, Jack.

I have no coolness in me at all.

You're burning up inside.

I saw you for that

right from the beginning.

If I were you, I'd take it easy

with that bottle.

Fuel to the fire?

Yeah, I've seen it before

with people like you.

One drop and raging

to tear up the world.

They lose all reason.

But you're a reasonable man.

- I try to keep my wits about me, yes.

- But you won't die reasonable.

I won't die at all.

Haven't I told you that, Jack?

I'm living forever.

You won't die like him.

You won't go quiet.

He never made a sound.

As near to him as I am to you

and I never heard him go.

Not even a peep.

Not even the sound a bug

makes when you step on it.

- Not even a rattle of his throat.

- He was always soft-spoken.

But never a sound of his own.

Forty-two years in the pits,

not even an echo left

hanging in the air.

Let's hear a sound out of you now.

Make your sound now, you old bastard!

You're safe among friends.

Tell us what you've been

keeping to yourself.

Come on now, whisper it.

- You don't even have to sit up.

- They finished him.

Silence is golden, is that it?

Seen but not heard.

They beat that lesson into you.

- You poor, miserable son of a b*tch.

- Respect for the dead!

He had it in his hands.

He knew how to use the powder.

He showed me.

I'd have blown myself up without him.

Why couldn't he use it for himself?

Once, for his own benefit!

Just to show them

that he was alive!

They didn't even know he was there!

Jack.

An animal makes a sound.

He had it to use.

Why didn't he use it?

It was all he had, didn't he know?

What more did they have to do?

They took everything else.

Look at him now! They haven't

even left him a suit to be buried in!

It's not right...

...burying a man without proper clothes.

No, it's not!

And he'll have the suit.

They owe him that much.

This'll do him.

Jack!

- Jack, let's go!

- Take him the suit.

Jamey!

We'll show them spirit, Jamey!

We're not dead yet!

Thank you.

Watch here.

The Grand Inquest of the

Commonwealth of Pennsylvania,

inquiring for the County of Schuylkill,

upon their respective oaths

and affirmations, do present

that John Kehoe, Frank McAndrew,

and Thomas Dougherty, accomplice,

with force and arms,

in and upon one John W Jones,

superintendent of the

Shenandoah Colliery,

did make an assault and with

pistols loaded with gunpowder,

bullets and other destructive material,

then and there wilfully, feloniously,

and of their malice aforethought,

did kill and murder

the said John W Jones,

contrary to the form of the act

of the General Assembly,

in such case made and provided,

and against the peace and dignity of

the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania.

- The Commonwealth will proceed.

- Thank you, Your Honour.

Call the first witness.

Raise your right hand, please.

Do you swear to tell the truth,

the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,

so help you God?

I do.

Proceed.

What is your full name?

James McParlan.

What is your occupation?

Detective.

Bastard! Bastard!

Jury's coming in.

Your deal.

Guilty.

Will the defendants stand

to be sentenced?

Now having been found guilty of the

charge of murder in the first degree,

this court sentences you, John Kehoe,

Frank McAndrew, Thomas Dougherty,

to be confined to the county prison

until the date of your execution,

when you shall be hanged

by the neck until dead.

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