In the Name of the Father Page #2

Did I ever tell you

the time I jumped ship?

Jumped overboard

about 200 yards out to sea...

swam back to this

godforsaken place.

Why did you swim back?

There was a woman involved.

Oh, aye?

It was when I was healthy,

before you were born.

What was her name?

Aye, you know her name.

You know your own mother's name.

Sarah.

Sarah Maguire she was.

Then she had the misfortune

to change it to Conlon.

Boarding all passengers.

All second-class passengers

boarding now.

Go and live.

Go and live, son.

That's the best advice

I can give you.

Remember,

honest money goes further.

Honest money goes further.

A bird in the hand is worth

two in the bush.

Never look a gift horse

in the mouth.

He'd a cliche

for every occasion.

I'll give you a call.

Right, son.

I ran up the gangplank

to get away from him...

and then I suddenly

felt bad about it.

I decided to turn back...

to call him Giuseppe

for the first time in my life.

When I turned around,

he had already walked away.

- I just called after him.

- Good-bye, Da!

Then I met my old schoolmate,

Paul Hill.

Little did I know that after meeting him

my life would change forever.

You're under arrest.

F***'s sake, Gerry!

- Still a head case.

- James Bond, license to kill.

Look at you... you're a f***ing nervous

wreck. What's the matter with you?

I'm glad to get outta Belfast.

Where're you going?

- I'm going to London. What about you?

- The same.

I need a drink.

Aye, I'm skint.

I'll let you buy me one.

Once upon a time

you dressed so fine

You threw the bums a dime

in your prime

Didn't you

I arrived in London

on the 26th ofJune.

My mother had given me

the address of my Aunt Annie...

but I had an invitation to a hippie

commune from my old friend...

Paddy Armstrong.

Jesus, Gerry, we've been

walking around for hours.

- It's only that big on the map.

- But it's a map, Gerry.

London's a big place, you know.

What I was really looking for

was free love and dope.

I think it's this way.

Paddy?

- Yeah, what is it?

- We're looking for Paddy.

- Paddy who?

- Paddy from Belfast. Paddy Armstrong.

- There's some people here to see you!

- Who is it?

Some Irish boys.

Jesus! Gerry Conlon.

What about you, Paddy?

Thought you was the drug squad.

Come on in.

There you go.

Welcome to Xanadu.

Hi.

Jesus f***ing wept.

Neat, ain't it?

Deptford Jim.

- Paul Hill. Gerry Conlon from home.

- Right.

Before you can enter the circle...

you have to have

the rite of passage.

Open your mouth.

I enjoyed that.

They can't stay.

- There's not enough room.

- Jim!

Our rule:

No property. No law.

- Just love.

- All right, let's vote on it.

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