Michael Collins
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:43:30
Calm down! It's the Big Fella!
:43:44
What happened?
:43:47
Who closed your eyes?
:43:49
He tried to run across the river, sir.
I plugged him.

:43:52
I didn't ask you. I asked him.
:43:55
You asked who?
:43:56
I fucking asked him!
:43:59
-But he's dead, sir.
-And you killed him, you little git!

:44:01
You plugged him,
you Free State gob-shite!

:44:05
-You were meant to protect him!
-He was one of them, sir!

:44:06
No, sonny! You don't understand.
:44:10
He was one of us.
:44:13
Go on!
:44:14
Back to your posts.
:44:25
The papers said his last words were:
:44:30
'Have they got Mick Collins yet?'
:44:33
You know it's not true, Mick.
:44:38
I don't know anything, anymore.
:44:46
Tell Dev Mick wants to talk.
Nothing more, nothing less.

:44:50
Not in Dublin.
:44:51
Where, then?
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West Cork...
:44:55
...there might be a chance.
:44:57
He'd never get out of there alive.
:44:59
Doesn't he come from there?

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