In the Name of the Father

Ah, good.
And are you safe?

- How do you mean?
- From all the bombs.

Aye, you could just hear them
in the distance like, but--

Sorry about that.
- Are you stuck?
- How do you mean, Da?

Are you short of cash?
Uh, no. No, I'm flush
at the moment.

No problem.
No, I have plenty of money.

All right.
And, Gerry, keep in touch.

- Aye. All right. Bye-bye, Da.
- Alright, son. I'll tell your ma--

Sorry about that.
We've enough for chips.
Sorry, we'd only
enough money for two chips.

Are you all right?
There's bombs everywhere.
People have been hurt.

There they are.
It's the Irish.

Bringing all their troubles
over here again.

Aye, it's all right when it happens
over in Belfast. You fucking prick!

I've seen people killed
in front of my fucking eyes!

- You stupid fucking prick!
- Go home! Fuck you!

I don't fucking believe this.
I'm getting out of here.

- Are you coming, Paddy?
- Where are you gonna sleep?

Ah, no problem. We'll sleep
in the park or something.

- I'll see you soon, sweetheart.
- Take care.

- Mind your fucking manners!
- Prick.

Troops have entered
the Ardoyne area of West Belfast...

since the collapse of the provisional
IRA cease-fire over the weekend.

Yeah, I'm watching it.
Civilians have been evacuated, and there
are reports of casualties in manyareas.

- Both sides are blaming each other--
- Okay, I'll take care of it.

That's it. 8:00 tonight.
No warning.
That's my place.
Youse are sitting there too long.

CB-- Charlie Burke.
That's me.

I carved my initials
with this penknife.

No problem, Charlie.
No problem. Whatever you say.

Closing the park.
Park closing now.