The Wind That Shakes the Barley Page #4

getting used to the idea.

- A priest-infested backwater!

- Finish the letter.

Make sure he signs it.

And then help him find

his best pair of walking shoes.

A little exercise will do

a gentleman farmer no harm at all.

Chris.

Alright, Ted.

Come on.

- What?

- Get your coat.

That's the house of Danny and Peg.

They'll have dinner on the boil

for us.

Welcome. Welcome. Welcome, boy.

- You must be very tired.

- It's an awful long walk.

Dinner's prepared for you in there.

- Thanks very much.

- You're welcome.

- I'm sure you must be very tired.

- Starved.

Dan.

- A message for Damien O'Donovan.

- It's me.

- Will there be any message?

- No. Go on.

They've executed Johnny,

Colum and Kevin.

Oh, Jesus Christ Almighty.

Bastards!

- Were they tortured?

- They were.

Jesus.

I've received orders

to execute the spies.

Not Chris as well?

Ah, Jesus Christ, lads.

He's only a young fella, like.

Hamilton's a civilian.

You could order him to leave.

He cost us three lives already.

It could've been more.

- It was his own choice.

- Ah, but Chris!

- We can't. He's one of our own.

- Congo, he's a traitor.

I'm sorry, but this is war. What are

we doing here, like? It's a war.

- Come on. Move him on, will you?

- Over here.

I studied anatomy for five years,

Dan.

And now I'm going to shoot this man

in the head.

I've known Chris Reilly

since he was a child.

I hope this Ireland

we're fighting for is worth it.

Where's your letters? Come on.

That's for my wife, for my children.

I'll make sure they're delivered.

Turn around!

You'll never beat us. Ever!

Roy, get up there.

Right there.

Give me your letters, Chris.

Give me your letters, Chris!

I didn't know what to write.

And Mam can't read.

Just tell her I love her.

And where I'm buried.

- Do you want me to do it?

- No.

Are you sure?

Promise me, Damien. Promise me

you won't bury me next to him.

The chapel,

do you remember, on the way up?

- Do you remember?

- Yeah.

In there.

Tell Teddy I'm sorry.

I'm scared, Damien.

- Have you said your prayers?

- Yeah.

God protect you.

Two more have been burnt down.

The peelers aren't fighting back.

- Two barracks is what I'm told.

- That's brilliant.

- And courthouses, tax offices.

- That's excellent.

Morning.

Some fantastic things are happening

for the Republican cause.

The dockers went on strike yesterday.

The railway men are still refusing

to transport arms.

- It has the army in chaos.

- Excellent. It's still holding.

Every County Council and City Council

has pledged allegiance to the Dail.

They're hitting back though. We lost

two fellas down by O'Connor's.

Not to mention the dozens arrested,

so...

And tell us,

how are the hunger strikers?

They're holding up.

They're doing their best.

Court's on inside. You going in?

- Lads, we've been training for this.

- Go in and listen to Lily.

Good. Scabbing well.

Are you looking after them?

Yeah. Yeah.

I'm sorry about Chris.

Must have been tough.

How have you been?

Been grand, boy, grand. Thanks.

Come one.

Did you agree the terms on the loan

and make it clear to Mr Sweeney

that you wouldn't be able

to repay him for quite some time?

She knows exactly

what she's talking about.

She agreed the terms and said she'd

start repayments straight away.

She owes a huge backlog.

Thank you, that's enough.

Mrs Rafferty.

You agreed on this loan,

but did you let Mr Sweeney know

that you wouldn't be able to repay

immediately?

You do know exactly what it was.

She said she'd be able to start

paying right away at the rate agreed.

- She will be given time.

- I'm only filling in what she said.

Sinead, do you have those figures

for me?

The accumulative interest,

Mr Sweeney, is over 500 percent.

Interest is bound to accumulate

if you're not making repayments.

That's normal commercial practice.

Come off it now, Sweeney, 500?

Come off it!

It's standard normal practice.

What am I supposed to do?

This is a recognised court

under the authority of Dail Eireann,

and a bit of decorum is required.

Frankly, my sympathies lie

with Mrs Rafferty in this matter.

That's very clear.

Those are extortionate

interest rates to be charging.

It's abuse of your position

in the community to be charging that.

This is a Republican court,

not an English court.

I hereby order you to repay Mrs

Rafferty ten shillings and sixpence.

You have seven days in which to do

so. That is this day next week.

Me repay her? Are you joking me?

There's no way I'm paying money to her.

She's the one who owes me money!

- I'm the aggrieved party here.

- Sit down, please.

You're asking me

to waive my interest.

I'm the one who's owed money

and you call that justice?

- Sit down!

- You got the result that you wanted.

A kangaroo court is what it is.

Me pay her? No way! Let me go!

What are you doing?

Get your hands off me!

Get your hands off me!

There's no way...

- Let go of me!

- For God's sake!

Bring him back here. Bring him back.

Bring him back here.

Teddy O'Donovan's after taking

Mr Sweeney off us.

He's taken him out

the front door of the court.

Teddy O'Donovan!

Teddy O'Donovan, come back

into this courthouse immediately!

Teddy O'Donovan, I'm not standing

here all day for you!

Teddy O'Donovan,

come back here, please.

Who the hell do you think you are

to interfere with a court decision?

- Lily, calm down for second.

- Answer the question.

You answer my question.

Do you want every merchant

and businessman up against us?

You're interfering with

the court's decision.

Are you going to throw me in jail?

Who'll fight the war then? You?

What Mr Sweeney did

to Mrs Rafferty was wrong.

It was wrong, but I need

the man's money to buy weapons.

We can't fight a war without weapons.

Are you gonna fight it with a hurl?

How do we maintain the trust of

the people if you undermine us?

We maintain their trust

with weapons in our hands.

We have men on the four corners

of this town defending this town.

We took it

from the British with force.

And the first judgement of this,

an independent court,

you have undermined

by deciding to settle it in a pub.

He provides us with money

to buy weapons.

There is a consignment coming in

from Glasgow in the next few weeks.

Tell me how I'll pay for that

if he's in a cell sulking.

We should enforce the court's decision.

I'm volunteering. Anyone else?

Hold on a minute. Hold on.

There's a war on, right?

We have one objective,

to get the British out of Ireland.

And the Sweeneys of this world

give us rifles,

more important than a box of f***ing

groceries. A little clarity now.

- Well said, Rory boy. Well said.

- Paint the town Republican green,

but underneath,

we're still the same as the English.

- We're not the same as the English.

- Better than painting it red.

Ah, shut up!

Easy! Take it easy.

Justice and equality for all.

Take a copy of the proclamation.

He's grand. He's grand.

- Are you boys finding this funny?

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