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Hurry up, you ball-bag.

Make sure you explain everything

to them carefully.

What's your name?

Gary Hook.

You're not a Catholic.

Not with a name like that.

Are you a Protestant?

I don't know.

You don't know?

I've f***ing heard it all now.

I'm going to join the Army.

I'm going to join

the Ulster Rifles.

My da was in them.

My granddad was in them, too.

He was at the Somme.

We were the only ones that reached

the German lines. Did you know that?

None of youse English did.

Cos you're rubbish at fighting.

Still, it's good you're here now

cos we can get on and kill

these Fenian bastards, once and for all.

They killed my da.

IRA bastards.

They're going to kill us all.

Come on, don't worry.

I know them.

My uncle's in charge of them.

They're OK.

They're on our side.

Come on.

- All right, wee man?

- All right, Johnny?

Who you got there?

- I found him at the riot.

- You down at the riot, were you?

Aye. You should have seen it.

It was f***ing magic.

I got this bottle and I threw it

at this huge Fenian f***er.

- Oh, was he a giant, was he?

- He was a giant.

And I hit him

right in his dirty Taig face.

Is that what happened, mate?

Aye.

You didn't notice if this giant came down

a big f***ing beanstalk, did you?

- What's your name?

- Listen, wee man,

- he didn't mean anything.

- I'm not talking to you.

I'm talking to him.

Who are you?

- Look, wee man...

- Don't you f***ing call me "wee man".

Do you know who my uncle is?

Jake Fullarton.

- Sorry.

- You will be f***ing sorry.

I didn't mean anything by it.

Just having a laugh at you.

Have a drink.

What about him?

Sure.

What's your name, fella?

Never you f***ing mind

what his name is.

Where youse off to?

Never you f***ing mind.

Well, I know you can buy her

fancy clothes and diamond rings

- All right, Frank?

- All right, Billy?

Come on.

- Who's that?

- Never you mind.

Right.

Now that's it armed. Now you understand

what we're doing here, don't you?

We're doing your dirty work.

My f***ing dirty work?

We took this off the IRA

cos they were going to use it on you.

Yeah, this is dirty work all right.

And this is a message.

Now you take this to that f***ing

Fenian's nest on the Ormeau Road.

Now this tells 'em

you'll match whatever they've got.

That you'll outdo 'em.

Uncle.

Get out!

Get out.

What?

Wait here.

Don't worry, that guy in there's

a soldier. He'll sort you out.

What have I told you

about bringing people around here?

He's a soldier.

That true?

Come here.

Give me that.

Go and wait in the bar.

Well done, wee man.

Go get yourself cleaned up.

He's one of yours.

Where is he?

He's out in the bar.

Leave it to me.

What'd you see in there?

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