Ned Kelly Page #4

- You can't take that seriously.

How can you stand there and act like this

is one big joke, after all the trouble...

we've had with coppers

in this family?

- What are you thinking, Joe?

- You and Dan oughta clear out for a day or two...

just to be safe.

God willing,

it'll all blow over.

What the hell

happened to you?

- Ned Kelly shot me.

- He what?

Take your rotten hands

off me, you bastard!

- Get off her!

- You're under arrest! I'm taking you to the cells!

You filthy bastards!

Ned! Ned!

- Ned. Jesus, Ned, they've arrested Ma.

- They what?

Yeah. They've taken her to the cells,

charged her with attempted murder.

- Attempted murder?

- And Fitzpatrick's saying you took a shot at him.

- I wasn't even there.

- We know that, but it's your word against his.

Take the word of a drunken liar

and arrest an innocent woman?

Is that right?

I won't take this injustice!

I'm gonna kill him!

I swear I'll scatter his blood

and brains like rain!

- Ned! Ned! No!

- Stand aside!

- No, Ned! Don't make this worse for Ma!

- Stop it, Ned!

Take the children inside, please.

- What are you doing here?

- They arrested me ma.

- What for?

- The copper says I tried to kill him.

Why?

'Cause he's a bastard liar,

like all coppers. That's why.

The thing is,

I wasn't even there.

I was here with you.

You could tell the truth, show the

swine up for the drunken liar he is.

- And then they'd have to release me ma.

- That's impossible.

I couldn't. Do you realize

what that would mean?

Yes.

I can't. I'd be disgraced.

He'd take away my children, and...

It's all right. I understand.

- Ned.

- Go ahead. Go ahead.

Right.

I made them an offer at the outset:

Charge me

and let me mother go.

The answer came back:

"We don't bargain with outlaws.

We'll catch you anyway. "

You see those stretchers?

You know what they're for?

The bastards ain't plannin'

on takin' prisoners, that's for sure.

There's another party down

past the neck of Bullock Creek.

Four of'em. They've hemmed us in

on either side, whether they know it or not.

We'll come back at dawn, hold up

these two, take their guns and horses.

At least then we'll have a chance of

making a run for it.

Right.

Drop your arms!

Christ, it's Lonigan, Ned.

You've killed Lonigan.

Do you want marmalade, Ned?

Are you gonna kill me or what?

I'll leave the force first thing tomorrow

morning. I swear it on me mother's life.

Ned.

- Jesus Christ.

- Do as I said, and no one will get shot.

Sergeant, you'd better surrender.

You're surrounded.

You been into the whisky again,

you old sod?

- Get some toast on, Lonigan.

- Lonigan's gone, and you two'll be next...

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