Some Mother's Son

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I know full well the

responsibilities that await me

as I enter the door

of number 10,

and I'll strive unceasingly

to try to fulfill

the trust and confidence

that the British people

have placed in me

and the things

in which I believe,

and I would just

like to remember

some words of

Saint Francis of Assisi,

which I think are really

just particularly apt

at the moment--

"where there is discord,

may we bring harmony.

"Where there is error,

"may we bring truth.

"Where there is doubt,

"may we bring faith.

"And where there is despair,

may we bring hope."

What are those bastards

doing at the bridge?

Clear the road!

The prime minister wants

an entirely new approach

to the northern Ireland problem.

We've drawn up

a 3-pronged strategy--

isolation,

criminalization,

demoralization.

We've cut off these routes

across the border.

We've taken control

of these roads.

We isolate the communities.

Criminalization--

these people are criminals.

They are not soldiers.

They are not guerrillas.

There is no war.

There is only crime.

Demoralization--

I want to see

these people in jail.

Tim, what's the situation

in the prisons at the moment?

In our experience,

getting involved in a struggle with

the I.R.A. Prisoners in particular

merely tends to serve

the terrorists

as a rallying issue.

Thank you, Tim,

but I think we need to

change tack slightly.

We want to make the

prisons an asset,

not a liability,

for it is in the prisons

that we will break the

back of the I.R.A.

Gerard.

Frankie's called

an emergency meeting.

I have to go.

Jesus, come on. We can't

let them away with this.

We've no clearance from Dublin.

I don't give a shit.

We have to retaliate.

Can anybody get a clean car?

Huh?

What's for breakfast, ma?

Liam Quigley, look at you.

You'll never get a girl looking

like that, will you? It's eggs.

Sit down.

- I want a soft one this time.

- All right.

Those bastards.

They're blowing

all the Bridges up.

Don't use that language

in here, please.

But why?

Why?

To control us.

Us? What do you mean, us?

This egg is hard.

Very funny.

Here you are.

Here's the real one.

Where's my lunch?

Who ate my lunch?

I took an apple.

Why don't you get a job?

It was just an apple.

She's on a diet.

Have some tea.

You must be freezing.

Can I borrow your car?

Car? Why?

I have to get shoes.

OK. Will you

drive me to school?

Sure I will.

Good. There you go.

Thanks.

How's your egg?

God, look at the time.

Come on. Come on.

Eat it up quick.

Come on, Gerard.

Hup.

Hup. Hup.

Hold it! Hold it! You're

frightening the animals.

Hold it!

Hup. Hup.

Hup. Hup.

Hup. Hup. Hup.

Hup. Hup. Hup. Hup.

What the hell is this?

How are we supposed

to get to our cattle?

It's to stop your son

murdering people

and running back across

the border down there.

My son would never

run from you, McPeake.

Why don't you go home, Annie,

before you get yourself in trouble?

Come on, ma.

Ignore them.

Tell your Frankie we'll get him,

no matter what he does.

Tell him yourself.

All right, boys, bring it down.

Stand back there.

Hup. Hup. Go on.

Bastards.

God, I don't believe this.

And I've got concert

practice this morning.

Will you pick us up

at 4:
00?

Yeah.

Don't spend too much money, OK?

Run, Liam.

Sorry I'm late, Brenda.

No problem.

How's it going?

All right? Good.

God, the roadblocks

this morning.

I couldn't believe it.

OK, I've got the order here.

Come on.

Let's go.

Go.

Just be calm. Be calm, everybody.

Be calm.

Get off the road!

Get off the fucking road!

Oh, my God.

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