Savage Dog Page #4
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- 2017
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wanted war criminals.
What's with this guy?
In 1946, Martin Tillman set up
RUC and B-Special Units.
We know he was working with his father
and brother who were part of the
flying column for the IRA.
But as they were killed
in one of the blasts,
he's our loose end, you might say.
Can't help you.
Well, if he does turn up, you can
find me via the British Embassy.
You look like a man that
could do with 10,000.
The reward money for information
expediting his apprehension.
D'you know what 10,000 looks like
in French Piastres, Mr Valentine?
Get up! Get up! Come on! Get up!
I hear...
You give your money to Valentine.
You ever wonder how you would
Big money in America.
Madison Square Garden.
Imagine that.
I used to know people,
politicians, investors,
but I am SS Steiner.
And you...
are IRA Tillman.
I was sentenced to death
by a War Tribunal in absentia.
And you have the British
So, all that we should ever be is this.
What we are right now.
Dearest Isabelle,
I'm sorry I have not been in touch.
I deeply, profoundly loved your mother.
And I'm sure what you would really
wish for me to say is that,
well that,
I love you too.
Well...
Unfortunately, I do not.
But you are, at best,
the daughter of a whore.
I deserve no such dignity
for your wishful thinking.
I was blinded by my own
lust and inexperience.
of the woman who made
a cuckold out of me.
Who brought nothing but another
faceless, long uninhabited
this festering waste-land.
Cordially,
Hans Steiner.
How you doing?
Oh, we're winning so far.
There was a British agent
up to me, eventually.
The money is good, Martin,
but I don't need it.
Neither does Steiner.
You can quit when you want.
That's my military passport.
You can put your picture on it.
- Steiner won't let me...
- Forget Steiner!
Take the money from tomorrow's fight.
Go to America, take Isabelle with you.
You are as good as a bag of gel here.
And you don't even know it.
Go to the States, get
away, taste real freedom.
What about you?
I'll head South with my girl,
she's got family down there.
I'll do the next fight,
and I have to weeks til the next one.
Then I think it's time
to get out of here.
Whatever wrong you've done,
Does it matter to anybody?
Until you decide,
to go on living.
100,000 French Piastres.
That's the biggest part
you've ever taken.
However, no-one is betting
against you, so...
The odds are not looking
worthwhile, so...
You want me to lose the fight?
That was easy.
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