Bloody Sunday Page #2

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Look at this, hey.

Go on, Brits, out!

Get out!

Go on back home!

Go on, you British scum!

Get out!

Hey, we'll see you later

at the Guildhall!

Go back!

They better not try

and stop us today.

It'll take more than

rubber bullets and barbed wire.

Brits out!

Come on!

...troops, including members

of the parachute regiment...

Oh, sh*t.

The army... has warned

that time and place

to stop the march...

Which means that it could cover

a considerable distance...

Ma, can you get that?

The Nationalist Bogside

Brigadier is in the city...

This is...

...at the no-go areas

for six months

the local residents

barricaded the streets...

Organizers of the march...

Jesus.

Morning. How are you all?

Yes, yeah.

Yeah, I know, I know.

Ma, Ma, Ma.

I can't see them now.

No, I will. I'll be there.

Can I get through here?

I just want to get

to the phone there.

Yeah, okay.

We're all getting ready

for the march here.

Yeah?

How many?

Any sign of the Paras?

Yeah.

What about the square?

Okay, I'll meet you

at Aggro Corner.

Folks...

I'll be with you.

I understand.

Just getting ready

for the march here.

Yes, right,

I know I'm going to sort it.

I'm going to sort it.

They've been waiting

for over an hour, Ivan.

Well, tell them

I'm gonna see the Bishop.

- Hah!

- No, the Cardinal.

Oh, aye, the Pope.

Uh-huh.

They mightn't believe you,

but it's worth a try.

All right, Dad?

Take care of yourself.

I am. I'm grand, I'm grand.

Okay.

Now, it's just

a Sunday afternoon stroll.

- Have you no...?

- Don't worry about it.

Have you no coat, darling?

No, no, I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll see youse later, okay?

Take care of yourself, son.

I will, I will. It's fine.

Nothing to worry about.

Look after yourself, darling.

Sort them out,

would you please?

I'm sorry.

Mr. Cooper,

have you got a moment?

Uh, surgery's canceled today.

It's about my TV.

Well, it's civil rights

we're marching for

not TVs, Mr. O'Keefe.

Well, Mrs. Doherty,

sleep well last night?

Aye, I did that, Mr. Cooper.

Are you coming to Mass?

Mrs. Doherty,

a good Protestant like me?

March against internment.

Hello, folks. See you later.

March again internment.

There you are, son.

See you later.

There's the church,

and we're in this yard here.

Roger.

Proposed route of the march

is along here and then

along the street.

Runs that way.

Yes, I see.

Our job is

to catch these hooligans

and pinch them

between ourselves and C Company.

Yes.

Okay, so it's gonna be

through the wall

then down the street

and, hopefully, we'll catch them

coming straight into us.

William Street runs parallel

behind you guys

behind this wall.

Plan is machine-gun platoon

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