Michael Collins
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: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?
:44:53
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?
:45:00
That's bandit country.
:45:02
They're bandits he trained, aren't they?
:45:05
Maybe.
But Mick doesn't know the new boys.

:45:08
He'll have to get to know them now.
:45:13
Gentlemen.
:45:38
What time is it?
:45:40
Seven. Have you been here all night?
:45:42
Any news?
:45:43
They say if you went to Cork
there might be a possibility.

:45:47
Fuck!
:45:49
What do you think?
:45:51
We've cleared them out
except for West Cork.

:45:56
They wouldn't kill me in my own county.

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