Michael Collins
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:14:02
You wanted to be woken.
:14:05
There was a man in West Cork
who proposed to five sisters...

:14:10
...one after the other.
:14:12
I suppose they all refused.
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Then the father died,
and he proposed to the mother.

:14:19
Are you trying to tell me something?
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I was building up to a proposal.
:14:25
It's not easy with a Fenian in your bed.
:14:29
-He likes you too.
-I do?

:14:31
Stop it.
:14:32
-But, sadly, he snores.
-I do not.

:14:34
So it's up to you, Kitty.
:14:37
-I don't have to like either.
-Never was a truer word spoken.

:14:41
And he sleeps in his trousers.
:14:45
Forgive the brute.
:14:48
Morning.
:14:50
Behave yourself.
:14:51
Am I dreaming?
:14:53
I think you are.
:14:58
We'll be an invisible army.
:14:59
Our uniform will be that of the man
on the street, the peasant in the field.

:15:03
We'll strike the enemy
and vanish back in the crowd again.

:15:07
What do we strike with?
:15:08
What have you got?
:15:13
Show me.
:15:14
Jeez, look at this, Harry.
:15:16
Same old story.
You need something better.

:15:19
Where's the police barracks?
:15:21
-Two miles down the road.
-There is an arsenal.

:15:24
How do we get in? We have no bullets!
:15:26
They don't know that.
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What's that?
:15:31
-A sod of turf.
-Wrong. That's a weapon.

:15:34
Fucking deadly.
:15:36
You don't believe me?
:15:44
What is it now?

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