The Crying Game
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1:14:01
Maguire and me got out By the skin
of our teeth, No thanks to you.

1:14:08
What do you think
Of my hair?

1:14:11
Suits you. Aye.
1:14:14
I was sick of bein'
A blond.

1:14:17
I needed a tougher look,
If you know what I mean.

1:14:32
Fuck me, fergus.
1:14:37
Am I to take it
That's a no?

1:14:42
We had a court-martial
In your absence.

1:14:46
They wanted to Put a
bullet Through your head.

1:14:48
I pleaded for clemency.
1:14:50
Said we should find out
What happened first.

1:14:55
So what did happen?
1:14:58
He ran.
1:15:00
I couldn't shoot him
In the back.

1:15:03
Tried to catch him.
1:15:05
He made it to the road
And got hit by a saracen.

1:15:10
So you did fuck up.
Yes.

1:15:14
But you know what
The thing is, fergus?

1:15:18
No. What is the thing?
1:15:20
You vanished
Quite effectively.

1:15:24
Became mister nobody.
1:15:25
You've no idea
How useful that could be.

1:15:28
What do you mean? We've
got some plans Here...

1:15:32
And we'll need A mister
nobody To execute them.

1:15:36
No way, jude. I'm out.
1:15:39
You're never out,
Fergus.

1:15:43
Maybe you don't care
About yourself, but-

1:15:46
Consider the girl, fergus.
1:15:51
The wee black chick.
1:15:52
- leave her out of this!
- jesus, fergus! You're a walkin' cliche.

1:15:57
You know we won't
Leave her out of it.


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