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'I've never understood the fuss about New Year's Eve. | 0:00:40 | 0:00:43 | |
'All that stuff about feeling hope for the future. | 0:00:45 | 0:00:48 | |
'I mean, take the countdown. | 0:00:50 | 0:00:53 | |
'Ten, nine, | 0:00:53 | 0:00:56 | |
'eight, | 0:00:56 | 0:00:58 | |
'seven, | 0:00:58 | 0:01:00 | |
'jumping up and down like you'd welcome another year. | 0:01:00 | 0:01:03 | |
'Six. | 0:01:05 | 0:01:07 | |
'Five. | 0:01:07 | 0:01:09 | |
'Four. | 0:01:09 | 0:01:11 | |
'Like it all meant something. | 0:01:13 | 0:01:15 | |
'And all because... | 0:01:17 | 0:01:19 | |
'Three, | 0:01:19 | 0:01:21 | |
'two, | 0:01:21 | 0:01:22 | |
'one. | 0:01:22 | 0:01:24 | |
'We managed to get to nothing. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:27 | |
'Again.' | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
'There are pills if you feel too low. | 0:01:58 | 0:02:01 | |
'And there are pills if you feel too high. | 0:02:03 | 0:02:05 | |
'But there's absolutely nothing, | 0:02:07 | 0:02:10 | |
'if you feel absolutely nothing. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:13 | |
'And I wanted to feel peace. | 0:02:17 | 0:02:20 | |
'Not nothing. | 0:02:20 | 0:02:22 | |
'Don't do it, they say. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:26 | |
'Think of all your loved ones. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:29 | |
'My ma? | 0:02:30 | 0:02:32 | |
'Overdose. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:33 | |
'Slipped away beside me watching some soppy Christmas movie. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:38 | |
'I ate all the chocolates. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:42 | |
'My da?' | 0:02:44 | 0:02:46 | |
-No, I don't want it. -Take it, take it, not a word out of you. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
I know what you're like. New Year's Eve. You're looking for a good time. | 0:02:50 | 0:02:54 | |
-PHONE RINGS -Hold on. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:55 | |
Frank Feeney. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:57 | |
'He was the one who gave my ma that special Christmas Eve feeling. | 0:02:57 | 0:03:01 | |
'With a dozen roses and two black eyes. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:05 | |
'My friend Marie.' | 0:03:08 | 0:03:09 | |
How about you, love? Nice costume. | 0:03:09 | 0:03:11 | |
'With any luck, you'll be far, far away, girl. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:15 | |
SHE MOANS ORGASMICALLY | 0:03:16 | 0:03:19 | |
'Dara?' | 0:03:20 | 0:03:21 | |
Hey there! | 0:03:21 | 0:03:23 | |
'She'll still be trying to find her pants.' | 0:03:24 | 0:03:26 | |
Lucy?! | 0:03:26 | 0:03:28 | |
'And Pearse. | 0:03:30 | 0:03:32 | |
'I hadn't even met him yet.' | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
'Nothing's real. | 0:03:46 | 0:03:48 | |
'It's like a film. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:52 | |
'Rewind. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:56 | |
'Fast forward. | 0:03:56 | 0:03:58 | |
'It doesn't matter how you look at it. | 0:03:59 | 0:04:01 | |
'I just want the show to be over. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
'Let me sit there in the dark. | 0:04:07 | 0:04:09 | |
'Forever.' | 0:04:13 | 0:04:14 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:04:16 | 0:04:18 | |
MAN GRUNTS IN PAIN | 0:04:24 | 0:04:26 | |
PUNCHING | 0:04:26 | 0:04:27 | |
Oh, for fuck's sake, man! You don't need to do this. | 0:04:27 | 0:04:31 | |
You were sticking your nose in where it's not wanted, | 0:04:31 | 0:04:33 | |
-and that's not very clever, now, is it? -I'm just looking for my brother. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:37 | |
For fuck's sake, he's my brother! What have you fucking done with him? | 0:04:37 | 0:04:40 | |
-You need to learn to do what you're told, Pearse. -Aaargh! | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
MUSIC: "Sleigh Ride" by Leroy Anderson | 0:04:43 | 0:04:46 | |
MUSIC PLAYS FROM TINNY SPEAKERS | 0:04:47 | 0:04:49 | |
SHE DIALS PHONE | 0:04:51 | 0:04:53 | |
'Hi, this is Greta. Leave a message. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
'Or don't.' | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
I did leave a message. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:07 | |
I left two. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:09 | |
Come on, Greta, where are you? It's New Year's Eve. | 0:05:09 | 0:05:12 | |
OK, give me a shout back, right? | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
Fuck, I knew it. | 0:05:21 | 0:05:23 | |
No way, Harry. I've made arrangements. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:26 | |
I need somebody to work tonight. Pick. | 0:05:26 | 0:05:28 | |
This is shit, I never win anything! | 0:05:28 | 0:05:30 | |
Life's shit. Pick. | 0:05:30 | 0:05:31 | |
Oh, fuck it. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:33 | |
-I can't believe it! -Neither can I. -Happy New Year, boys and girls. | 0:05:36 | 0:05:40 | |
-Happy New Year to you, Harry. -Yeah, happy New Year, Harry. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:44 | |
Dickhead. | 0:05:44 | 0:05:45 | |
Right! | 0:05:45 | 0:05:47 | |
Thought you were on a diet? | 0:05:59 | 0:06:00 | |
Supplies. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:03 | |
See you next year, Mac! | 0:06:05 | 0:06:07 | |
What the f...? | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
Fuckin'...! | 0:06:24 | 0:06:25 | |
Richie! | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
Richie, where the fuck are you? Richie! | 0:06:28 | 0:06:31 | |
You've some balls, Richie. | 0:06:34 | 0:06:36 | |
Who's that in the security video? | 0:06:38 | 0:06:40 | |
-Come on. Spit it out. -What do you mean? | 0:06:40 | 0:06:43 | |
I can't... I'm nothing to do with this. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
I swear. | 0:06:50 | 0:06:52 | |
I went to the shop for smokes. | 0:06:54 | 0:06:55 | |
Then I came back here... | 0:06:57 | 0:06:59 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:07:02 | 0:07:04 | |
HE BREATHES SHAKILY | 0:07:18 | 0:07:20 | |
Get back behind the bar. | 0:07:35 | 0:07:37 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
Nah, I don't fucking trust him. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
Aaargh! Fuck! | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
I don't trust YOU, Ross. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:53 | |
I'm going to find out what's going on here. This was too easy. | 0:07:53 | 0:07:56 | |
It's nothing to do with me. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
I swear to God, it's nothing to do with me. Argh! Jesus! | 0:07:58 | 0:08:01 | |
-Fuck! -Prove it. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:02 | |
OK, I will, I will. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:05 | |
HE MOANS IN PAIN | 0:08:05 | 0:08:08 | |
Where's Johnny Moyes got to? | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
I don't know, boss. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:15 | |
-He said he needed some time off. -Time off? | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
What is this, the fucking civil service? | 0:08:20 | 0:08:22 | |
Get him back in here, Ross. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
Or you'll be the one taking some time off. Permanently. | 0:08:25 | 0:08:28 | |
BUZZER | 0:08:30 | 0:08:32 | |
Greta? | 0:08:32 | 0:08:34 | |
Greta, open up. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:37 | |
I know you're there. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:38 | |
I got you your costume. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:41 | |
Hang it on the door, yeah? | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
God's sake, Greta. What is it I'm supposed to have done? | 0:08:54 | 0:08:57 | |
I don't understand, it can't be that bad. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:00 | |
See you later? | 0:09:02 | 0:09:04 | |
'Sorry I stood you up, Marie. | 0:09:12 | 0:09:15 | |
'And I'm sorry we can't go away together. | 0:09:17 | 0:09:20 | |
'I know how much it means to you. | 0:09:22 | 0:09:23 | |
'You always thought I was so sad about my ma. | 0:09:28 | 0:09:31 | |
'But what I never told you is I wasn't. | 0:09:34 | 0:09:37 | |
'No matter how hard I tried to be. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
'And I couldn't figure out why, and... | 0:09:40 | 0:09:43 | |
'..and that's what made me so sad. | 0:09:45 | 0:09:47 | |
'Inside. | 0:09:47 | 0:09:49 | |
'Until I realised... | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
'I'm my da - from the soles of my two feet | 0:09:55 | 0:09:59 | |
'to the top of my hateful, fucked-up, psycho head. | 0:09:59 | 0:10:03 | |
'And I'll never get away from that. | 0:10:05 | 0:10:08 | |
'So don't ever think there was anything you could have done. | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
'Love you. | 0:10:15 | 0:10:17 | |
'Always.' | 0:10:18 | 0:10:20 | |
LOUD EXPLOSIONS | 0:10:32 | 0:10:35 | |
There you are, Johnny. That's £3.50, please. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:08 | |
£3.50, Johnny. | 0:11:24 | 0:11:26 | |
Forget about it. Happy New Year, eh(?) | 0:11:33 | 0:11:37 | |
TILL BEEPS | 0:11:40 | 0:11:41 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:11:49 | 0:11:51 | |
Johnny Wise been in? | 0:11:58 | 0:12:00 | |
-Not interested. -Feeney wants you. | 0:12:02 | 0:12:05 | |
-I told you, I'm finished with all that. -Really? | 0:12:05 | 0:12:08 | |
-Do you remember this? -'You hear me? Huh? Huh? | 0:12:09 | 0:12:13 | |
'Fucking prick. | 0:12:17 | 0:12:18 | |
'Turn that fucking thing off! | 0:12:18 | 0:12:20 | |
'Come on, get up. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:24 | |
'Get up! Wake up. | 0:12:24 | 0:12:26 | |
'Hey! Wake up! | 0:12:26 | 0:12:27 | |
'Fuck. This is serious. | 0:12:32 | 0:12:35 | |
'Hey!' | 0:12:35 | 0:12:37 | |
Uh, uh, uh. | 0:12:37 | 0:12:39 | |
Wouldn't take a jury long to convict you with that wee bit of evidence, | 0:12:39 | 0:12:43 | |
would it, Johnny? | 0:12:43 | 0:12:44 | |
-Now, you'll get that back when you're done. -Done what? | 0:12:46 | 0:12:50 | |
# We are the cheeky girls... # | 0:12:52 | 0:12:54 | |
MUSIC STOPS | 0:12:54 | 0:12:55 | |
Hi, Marie. You ready? | 0:13:13 | 0:13:15 | |
-Is Greta on her way? -No, haven't seen her. | 0:13:17 | 0:13:20 | |
I'm sure she'll catch up with us later. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:22 | |
I dropped her costume off earlier. She wouldn't answer the door. | 0:13:22 | 0:13:25 | |
-I just can't figure out what her problem is. -What do you mean? | 0:13:25 | 0:13:28 | |
She was probably in the shower or something. | 0:13:28 | 0:13:31 | |
Look, Marie. I don't know what's going on with you two, | 0:13:33 | 0:13:36 | |
but leave it at home tonight. I really want to have fun. | 0:13:36 | 0:13:39 | |
And I don't want you two huffing and spoiling it for me, OK? | 0:13:39 | 0:13:42 | |
I'm not huffing, Dara. | 0:13:42 | 0:13:43 | |
What are you supposed to be anyway? | 0:13:44 | 0:13:47 | |
Michael Jackson? | 0:13:47 | 0:13:48 | |
-Mary Poppins. -Oh. OK. | 0:13:50 | 0:13:54 | |
Let's go, then, Mary. | 0:13:54 | 0:13:56 | |
Glad to see you went for something more mature this year, Dara. | 0:13:57 | 0:14:01 | |
Tonight's not the night for being mature, Miss Poppins. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:05 | |
It's New Year's Eve. Who knows what could happen? | 0:14:05 | 0:14:09 | |
Where have you been? | 0:14:19 | 0:14:21 | |
What's the matter with you? | 0:14:23 | 0:14:26 | |
You look shite. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:28 | |
Sure you don't want a wee something? | 0:14:28 | 0:14:30 | |
You got something to tell me? | 0:14:35 | 0:14:37 | |
What do you mean? | 0:14:39 | 0:14:42 | |
-I've been robbed. -Yeah? -Yeah. | 0:14:45 | 0:14:48 | |
I'd call the cops if I were you, Frank. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:51 | |
Ha-ha, very funny, Johnny. | 0:14:51 | 0:14:53 | |
Whoever it was knew there was a lot of money. | 0:14:53 | 0:14:56 | |
-They even knew the combination. -What do you want me to do about it? | 0:14:57 | 0:15:02 | |
I want you to find out who it was! | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
Get my money back. What the fuck's the matter with you? | 0:15:04 | 0:15:07 | |
I don't trust those two clowns. | 0:15:09 | 0:15:12 | |
Ross might be in on it for all I know. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
Cup of tea? | 0:15:18 | 0:15:20 | |
SHE YELPS | 0:17:31 | 0:17:32 | |
Hey! Hey! | 0:17:32 | 0:17:35 | |
What do you think you're doing? | 0:17:36 | 0:17:38 | |
Get to fuck! This is none of your business! | 0:17:41 | 0:17:44 | |
MUSIC LEAKS FROM HEADPHONES | 0:17:44 | 0:17:46 | |
-That's mine. Give it back. -Wouldn't be much good to you down there. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:56 | |
-There's blood coming out of your nose. -What? -Don't bleed on it. | 0:17:57 | 0:18:00 | |
You're about to toss yourself off a bridge and you're worried about me bleeding on this? | 0:18:00 | 0:18:05 | |
No wonder you're about to top yourself listening to this shite. | 0:18:17 | 0:18:21 | |
What are you supposed to be anyway? Some kind of fairy? | 0:18:29 | 0:18:32 | |
-I'm not a fairy, I'm an angel. -On your way to heaven, eh? | 0:18:32 | 0:18:35 | |
Your costume's good. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:39 | |
I mean, I could tell you were a gobshite right away. | 0:18:39 | 0:18:41 | |
What do you think you're doing? | 0:18:43 | 0:18:45 | |
Let me go! | 0:18:45 | 0:18:46 | |
Get to fuck! | 0:18:50 | 0:18:52 | |
I'm warning you - leave me alone! | 0:18:52 | 0:18:54 | |
-I should've let you jump! -Well, at last, we're getting somewhere! | 0:18:56 | 0:18:59 | |
Er...you want a hand? | 0:19:07 | 0:19:09 | |
We've been over all this! Fuck, Ross, what are you looking for? | 0:19:13 | 0:19:16 | |
Whoa, whoa, whoa! | 0:19:16 | 0:19:19 | |
-Look! -Fuck, aye, it's your man! | 0:19:26 | 0:19:28 | |
It's Pearse Kelly! It's Pearse fucking Kelly! | 0:19:28 | 0:19:31 | |
-Who's Pearse Kelly? -ALL: Eddie Kelly's brother! | 0:19:31 | 0:19:33 | |
Oh, pardon me(!) Of course(!) | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
Ma Kelly's son. Ned Kelly's cousin. | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
Who the fuck is Eddie Kelly?! | 0:19:37 | 0:19:38 | |
The one we caught dealing last month, boss! | 0:19:38 | 0:19:41 | |
And now his brother's looking revenge, huh? | 0:19:41 | 0:19:44 | |
No idea. | 0:19:44 | 0:19:45 | |
We just did what you said, boss. | 0:19:45 | 0:19:47 | |
The cops better not come sniffing round here over this Eddie Kelly. | 0:19:47 | 0:19:51 | |
I'm warning yous. | 0:19:51 | 0:19:52 | |
I want my money back. | 0:19:54 | 0:19:56 | |
So go fucking get it! | 0:19:56 | 0:19:58 | |
It's like a murder mystery. | 0:19:59 | 0:20:01 | |
Murder fucking mystery! | 0:20:02 | 0:20:04 | |
We have to find out who did it. | 0:20:04 | 0:20:06 | |
We know who did it! He's on the telly fucking doing it! | 0:20:06 | 0:20:08 | |
I hope it's not too rocky down there. If there's rocks, | 0:20:15 | 0:20:18 | |
they'll be picking bits up of you here, there and everywhere! | 0:20:18 | 0:20:21 | |
-I'll be dead anyway. I won't care. -I know that, I'm just saying | 0:20:21 | 0:20:24 | |
you've got to think about the poor bastard who's going to find you. | 0:20:24 | 0:20:27 | |
Well, at least you picked the highest point. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:32 | |
You'll probably be dead before you hit the water. | 0:20:32 | 0:20:35 | |
Would you ever just leave me alone? | 0:20:35 | 0:20:36 | |
And if there's a heaven, you'll hardly get in. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:38 | |
No suicides - I think it's their door policy. | 0:20:38 | 0:20:41 | |
Yeah, well, I don't believe in heaven. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:43 | |
It's my decision to make. | 0:20:43 | 0:20:45 | |
What'll they say at your funeral? | 0:20:48 | 0:20:50 | |
-I don't care what they say. -No, but seriously, what'll they say? | 0:20:50 | 0:20:54 | |
You know... Achievements? Adventures? | 0:20:54 | 0:20:58 | |
Funny stories? Not-so-funny stories? | 0:20:58 | 0:21:01 | |
What'll you be remembered by? | 0:21:01 | 0:21:02 | |
Agh! | 0:21:10 | 0:21:12 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:21:12 | 0:21:14 | |
Need a hand? | 0:21:14 | 0:21:16 | |
Grab me hand. | 0:21:19 | 0:21:21 | |
Come on, jump! | 0:21:21 | 0:21:23 | |
-Prick! -What? -We don't need a gun! | 0:21:33 | 0:21:35 | |
Pearse Kelly stole Feeney's money, so it's time to get serious, Johnny! | 0:21:35 | 0:21:39 | |
We'll find him and draw a line under this, | 0:21:39 | 0:21:41 | |
then you can do whatever you want! | 0:21:41 | 0:21:43 | |
-ON RADIO: -'..big night on the town for New Year's Eve. | 0:21:43 | 0:21:46 | |
'Happy New Year's Eve! | 0:21:46 | 0:21:47 | |
'And the whole city of Derry going out in fancy dress tonight. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:50 | |
'Make sure you get out there and get dressed...' | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
-Here, put this in your bag. -What? Get to fuck! | 0:21:52 | 0:21:54 | |
Do you know how much this stuff costs?! | 0:21:54 | 0:21:56 | |
-I'm busted! Come on, open up! -No, look, put it in your... | 0:21:56 | 0:22:00 | |
-Look, I'm not stealing it! -Och, you've got the magic bag! | 0:22:01 | 0:22:03 | |
-Come on... -Look... -Come on! -Wise up! -Just put it in the fucking... | 0:22:03 | 0:22:07 | |
-SMASH! -One second till I deal with this. | 0:22:07 | 0:22:09 | |
'Aw, that's a mortal sin!' | 0:22:09 | 0:22:11 | |
What the fuck's going on here?! | 0:22:11 | 0:22:13 | |
It was her. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:15 | |
It was... | 0:22:16 | 0:22:18 | |
It, um... | 0:22:19 | 0:22:21 | |
It...it fell. | 0:22:22 | 0:22:23 | |
-Get the fuck out! -Sorry. | 0:22:23 | 0:22:26 | |
It's New Year's Eve. There's no trains. There's no buses. | 0:22:26 | 0:22:29 | |
And there's never any fucking taxis! | 0:22:29 | 0:22:32 | |
-So the odds are stacked in our favour, all right? -Oh, aye. | 0:22:32 | 0:22:35 | |
Lucky fucking us! | 0:22:35 | 0:22:37 | |
You smoke? | 0:22:41 | 0:22:42 | |
Ta. | 0:22:44 | 0:22:45 | |
Here... | 0:22:48 | 0:22:49 | |
What's your name? | 0:23:00 | 0:23:01 | |
Greta. | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
Greta? | 0:23:04 | 0:23:05 | |
Yeah, like... Like, you know, Greta Garbo? | 0:23:07 | 0:23:10 | |
-Never heard of her. -She's dead anyway. | 0:23:13 | 0:23:15 | |
It was my mother's name. | 0:23:19 | 0:23:21 | |
Was? | 0:23:22 | 0:23:23 | |
She's dead too. | 0:23:23 | 0:23:25 | |
Sorry. | 0:23:25 | 0:23:28 | |
No, it's OK. | 0:23:28 | 0:23:29 | |
I'm Pearse. | 0:23:32 | 0:23:34 | |
You wouldn't happen to have any water on you, would you? | 0:23:34 | 0:23:37 | |
Thanks. | 0:23:45 | 0:23:47 | |
What happened? Your face looks like you were inside-out. | 0:23:48 | 0:23:51 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:23:51 | 0:23:53 | |
You think this is bad, you should see the other guys. | 0:23:53 | 0:23:56 | |
Not a scratch on them. | 0:23:56 | 0:23:57 | |
Don't I know you? | 0:23:59 | 0:24:01 | |
I saw you earlier. | 0:24:01 | 0:24:02 | |
You're the poster guy. | 0:24:03 | 0:24:05 | |
Aye. | 0:24:08 | 0:24:09 | |
You haven't seen him, have you? It's my kid brother, Eddie, | 0:24:15 | 0:24:18 | |
-he went missing about a month ago, the headcase! -Why, what did he do? | 0:24:18 | 0:24:21 | |
A bit of dealing, in a club in town. Except the owner of this club | 0:24:21 | 0:24:24 | |
doesn't like it when you're not dealing his stuff, you know. | 0:24:24 | 0:24:27 | |
Which club? | 0:24:29 | 0:24:30 | |
Frank Feeney's club - Limbo. | 0:24:30 | 0:24:32 | |
I just fear the worst for my brother, you know. | 0:24:32 | 0:24:35 | |
BANGING ON DOOR | 0:24:49 | 0:24:51 | |
Open the door, Kelly! | 0:24:51 | 0:24:52 | |
Can't see him. | 0:24:52 | 0:24:54 | |
-BANGING ON DOOR, DOGS BARK -Open the fucking door, Kelly! | 0:24:54 | 0:24:57 | |
-BANGING CONTINUES -Or we'll kick it in! | 0:24:57 | 0:25:00 | |
DOGS BARK | 0:25:00 | 0:25:02 | |
That's great, Jack(!) | 0:25:02 | 0:25:03 | |
He's really going to let us in now, isn't he? | 0:25:03 | 0:25:06 | |
In fact... | 0:25:06 | 0:25:08 | |
I think I can hear him putting the fucking kettle on. | 0:25:08 | 0:25:10 | |
Fuck! | 0:25:12 | 0:25:13 | |
Agh! | 0:25:14 | 0:25:16 | |
-Fucking leg! -Well done(!) | 0:25:16 | 0:25:18 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:25:18 | 0:25:20 | |
Mission accomplished(!) | 0:25:20 | 0:25:21 | |
LAUGHTER CONTINUES | 0:25:21 | 0:25:23 | |
Fuck up! | 0:25:23 | 0:25:25 | |
What...? | 0:25:25 | 0:25:26 | |
DOGS BARKING | 0:25:26 | 0:25:28 | |
I'll check upstairs. | 0:25:37 | 0:25:39 | |
-KNOCKS ON GLASS -Here, fishy, fishy. | 0:25:46 | 0:25:48 | |
KNOCKING CONTINUES, HE CLICKS HIS TONGUE | 0:25:48 | 0:25:50 | |
Here, boy! | 0:25:50 | 0:25:51 | |
CLICKS HIS TONGUE | 0:25:51 | 0:25:52 | |
I think they're dead. | 0:25:55 | 0:25:57 | |
MOBILE PHONE RINGS | 0:25:59 | 0:26:01 | |
Yeah? | 0:26:01 | 0:26:02 | |
No, he's not here. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:05 | |
Not going very far, but. Passport's here. | 0:26:05 | 0:26:08 | |
Yeah. Hang on a minute. | 0:26:11 | 0:26:12 | |
Johnny? | 0:26:15 | 0:26:16 | |
Johnny? | 0:26:19 | 0:26:21 | |
It's Feeney, for you. | 0:26:25 | 0:26:27 | |
Yeah? | 0:26:28 | 0:26:30 | |
I wouldn't bank on it. He's probably long gone by now. | 0:26:30 | 0:26:33 | |
Whatever you say...boss. | 0:26:35 | 0:26:37 | |
He wants us to wait here in case he turns up. | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
Fair enough. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:44 | |
What? | 0:26:47 | 0:26:49 | |
Give us me phone! | 0:26:49 | 0:26:50 | |
TYRES SCREECH | 0:27:09 | 0:27:12 | |
SIRENS WAIL | 0:27:16 | 0:27:17 | |
Ho-ho! | 0:27:17 | 0:27:18 | |
-What are you doing? -What do you mean? | 0:27:23 | 0:27:25 | |
You can't leave it here. Park it around the corner. | 0:27:25 | 0:27:28 | |
-'Hi, this is Greta...' -Fucking voice mail! | 0:27:35 | 0:27:39 | |
Where is she?! | 0:27:39 | 0:27:40 | |
-Where'd you get that? -I robbed it, from the off-licence, | 0:27:42 | 0:27:45 | |
when you were apologising to Johnny Mottle Face. | 0:27:45 | 0:27:48 | |
Oh, you sneaky bitch! Good on you! | 0:27:48 | 0:27:50 | |
Fuck, it's rank! | 0:27:50 | 0:27:51 | |
Oh, yeah! | 0:27:53 | 0:27:55 | |
Anyway, he kept banging on about it, so I thought I'd give it a go. | 0:27:55 | 0:27:59 | |
Why not? I haven't seen it. | 0:27:59 | 0:28:02 | |
Have you seen it? | 0:28:02 | 0:28:04 | |
-No. -Don't. | 0:28:04 | 0:28:05 | |
It's the biggest pile of balls. | 0:28:05 | 0:28:07 | |
I mean, I am open-minded, but nothing fucking happens! | 0:28:07 | 0:28:11 | |
Every now and again, this fucker appears, with a rabbit's mask! | 0:28:11 | 0:28:16 | |
I mean, I have my limits! | 0:28:16 | 0:28:17 | |
Jack, you going to go buy some cigarettes? | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
Get to fuck! Go get them yourself, hey! | 0:28:19 | 0:28:22 | |
Right, that other one - that's a good movie! | 0:28:23 | 0:28:26 | |
With the... | 0:28:26 | 0:28:29 | |
-With the same guy. Your man. -DOOR OPENS > | 0:28:29 | 0:28:31 | |
The blondie dancer bloke that was in that dirty what you call it. | 0:28:32 | 0:28:36 | |
He's amazing! | 0:28:37 | 0:28:39 | |
With your woman - Whoopi Woolaberg, huh? | 0:28:39 | 0:28:42 | |
Man, why doesn't he do more stuff? | 0:28:42 | 0:28:44 | |
He died. | 0:28:46 | 0:28:48 | |
-HE LAUGHS: -Get to fuck! | 0:28:48 | 0:28:51 | |
-He died? -DOOR OPENS > | 0:28:51 | 0:28:53 | |
When?! | 0:28:53 | 0:28:55 | |
DOOR CLOSES | 0:28:55 | 0:28:56 | |
Here, wait till I tell you what Mickey said to me. | 0:28:56 | 0:28:59 | |
See, as a joke, I told everyone him and Doreen were at it. | 0:28:59 | 0:29:02 | |
-HE LAUGHS: -Riding like rabbits and everything! Huh?! | 0:29:02 | 0:29:05 | |
-Except now he freaks out. -DOOR CLOSES | 0:29:05 | 0:29:08 | |
Says I mention it again and he's going to kill me. | 0:29:08 | 0:29:10 | |
I says, "Aye, go on, go ahead." | 0:29:10 | 0:29:13 | |
-Kill me. I don't give a shit. -Kill me. I don't give a shit. | 0:29:13 | 0:29:17 | |
BOTH: Either way, I'll hunt you for the rest of your life. | 0:29:17 | 0:29:21 | |
Why the fuck would anybody want to kill me, Johnny? | 0:29:21 | 0:29:24 | |
What's up with you? | 0:29:27 | 0:29:29 | |
Would you ever just shut the fuck up for one fucking minute?! | 0:29:32 | 0:29:37 | |
HE GASPS | 0:29:41 | 0:29:43 | |
HE PANTS | 0:29:43 | 0:29:45 | |
Fuck! | 0:29:48 | 0:29:50 | |
Here, Johnny, what the fuck?! DOG BARKS | 0:29:50 | 0:29:53 | |
Why don't you hold up a fucking sign telling him we're waiting for him?! | 0:29:53 | 0:29:56 | |
Give me a fag. | 0:29:56 | 0:29:58 | |
Come on! | 0:29:58 | 0:29:59 | |
BARKING CONTINUES | 0:29:59 | 0:30:01 | |
Got a bit of a shake there, Johnny. | 0:30:07 | 0:30:09 | |
Sure you don't need to powder your nose? | 0:30:11 | 0:30:14 | |
Get off the street. | 0:30:16 | 0:30:17 | |
< GASPING | 0:30:29 | 0:30:31 | |
Holy fuck! | 0:30:38 | 0:30:39 | |
TYRES SQUEAL | 0:30:39 | 0:30:41 | |
ENGINE REVS LOUDLY | 0:30:41 | 0:30:43 | |
HORN HONKS | 0:30:48 | 0:30:50 | |
Popcorn? Or...chocolate peanuts? | 0:31:00 | 0:31:03 | |
Not for me, babe. Eating's cheating. | 0:31:03 | 0:31:07 | |
-Ladies. -Thank you. | 0:31:07 | 0:31:09 | |
-Cheers. -Cheers. | 0:31:12 | 0:31:14 | |
-Eugh! That'd take paint off a fucking door! -Mm-hm. | 0:31:17 | 0:31:21 | |
A few more? | 0:31:21 | 0:31:22 | |
Sean? Same again, please. | 0:31:22 | 0:31:25 | |
-Did you see Greta tonight? -Miss Feeney? -Aye. | 0:31:25 | 0:31:28 | |
Can't say I have. Sure, it's early yet. | 0:31:28 | 0:31:30 | |
-Aye, the night is young. -Make 'em doubles. | 0:31:30 | 0:31:34 | |
See tomorrow? I'm quitting. New Year's resolution. | 0:31:34 | 0:31:36 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:31:36 | 0:31:38 | |
I've got a New Year's resolution too. | 0:31:38 | 0:31:40 | |
One man. | 0:31:41 | 0:31:43 | |
-Per night? -No! | 0:31:43 | 0:31:46 | |
Like...forever. | 0:31:46 | 0:31:48 | |
Just me and him. | 0:31:50 | 0:31:53 | |
-SHE LAUGHS: -Aye, right(!) It's your round. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:57 | |
WIND HOWLS | 0:31:58 | 0:32:01 | |
SHE SHIVERS | 0:32:07 | 0:32:08 | |
Right, come on, I've got to go. You're coming with me. | 0:32:10 | 0:32:12 | |
-I'm not leaving you here. -I'm not going anywhere. | 0:32:12 | 0:32:14 | |
Look... | 0:32:15 | 0:32:17 | |
If I leave and heard you jumped, it'll be another thing on my mind. | 0:32:17 | 0:32:20 | |
Come on. You don't need this. | 0:32:20 | 0:32:23 | |
And what the fuck do you know about what I need? | 0:32:23 | 0:32:25 | |
I know you don't need to kill yourself. | 0:32:25 | 0:32:26 | |
-I mean, why? -Well, why is this any of your business? | 0:32:28 | 0:32:31 | |
-What can you possibly get out of this? -Peace! | 0:32:31 | 0:32:33 | |
Peace? | 0:32:35 | 0:32:36 | |
That's about the stupidest thing I've ever heard. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:40 | |
Peacefully ripped to shreds as your body hits the rocks? | 0:32:40 | 0:32:43 | |
As your lungs fill with water? | 0:32:43 | 0:32:45 | |
How the fuck can you find peace if you're dead? | 0:32:46 | 0:32:48 | |
I'm Frank Feeney's daughter. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:56 | |
Frank Feeney's daughter? | 0:33:03 | 0:33:04 | |
-Aye. -Don't...! Don't mess with me! | 0:33:05 | 0:33:08 | |
-Are you Frank Feeney's daughter? -Aye! | 0:33:10 | 0:33:12 | |
-I should've pushed you off! -Oh, go ahead, then! | 0:33:12 | 0:33:15 | |
-And he'll kill you! -What, like he killed my brother?! Huh?! | 0:33:15 | 0:33:19 | |
You looking revenge? | 0:33:24 | 0:33:26 | |
You want to get your own back on him? | 0:33:28 | 0:33:30 | |
Well, so do I. | 0:33:33 | 0:33:34 | |
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS | 0:33:35 | 0:33:37 | |
Here, do you remember that time Greta picked up that weird guy | 0:33:37 | 0:33:40 | |
-and we went back to his flat? -Did you shag him? | 0:33:40 | 0:33:42 | |
No. | 0:33:43 | 0:33:44 | |
THEY LAUGH | 0:33:44 | 0:33:46 | |
Aw! | 0:33:49 | 0:33:50 | |
-What? -Where is she? | 0:33:52 | 0:33:54 | |
What's going on with you two? | 0:33:55 | 0:33:56 | |
Me and Greta, we... We were going to go away. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:02 | |
Why would you want to do that? | 0:34:04 | 0:34:06 | |
To see someplace else. | 0:34:06 | 0:34:08 | |
There has to be more to life than...Derry! | 0:34:09 | 0:34:13 | |
Well... where were yous going to go? | 0:34:13 | 0:34:15 | |
Australia. | 0:34:18 | 0:34:19 | |
Australia? | 0:34:21 | 0:34:22 | |
-That's... That's like... -The other side of the world? | 0:34:23 | 0:34:27 | |
When are yous off? | 0:34:30 | 0:34:32 | |
I don't know now. | 0:34:34 | 0:34:35 | |
-What do you mean? -I think she's blown me out. | 0:34:36 | 0:34:39 | |
I know what that feels like, Marie. | 0:34:40 | 0:34:42 | |
Aw, Dara! Dara, I was going to tell... | 0:34:43 | 0:34:47 | |
Repeat after me. | 0:34:54 | 0:34:55 | |
I was 42 when I first lost my virginity | 0:34:55 | 0:34:58 | |
to 12 soldiers for the fourth time 100 years ago in 1923. | 0:34:58 | 0:35:02 | |
-I was thinking more along the lines of killing him. -You wouldn't win! | 0:35:04 | 0:35:07 | |
Look, this is a better option, Pearse. | 0:35:07 | 0:35:09 | |
Trust me. | 0:35:20 | 0:35:21 | |
HE SIGHS THEN LAUGHS | 0:35:21 | 0:35:23 | |
Hit him where it hurts most. | 0:35:23 | 0:35:25 | |
I was 42... when I first lost my virginity... | 0:35:39 | 0:35:44 | |
-to 11 soldiers... -12! -..to 12 soldiers | 0:35:44 | 0:35:47 | |
for the fourth time 100 years ago in 1942... 22! | 0:35:47 | 0:35:52 | |
-23. -23. | 0:35:52 | 0:35:53 | |
Why do you want me to do this? | 0:35:57 | 0:35:59 | |
Look, I've let him... | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
I've let him buy me off all my life. | 0:36:03 | 0:36:05 | |
Fuck him and take the lot! | 0:36:07 | 0:36:09 | |
You're not just trying to get rid of me, are you? | 0:36:10 | 0:36:12 | |
Cos if this jumping off the bridge bollocks | 0:36:14 | 0:36:16 | |
is about getting back at your da, I'll do that for you tonight. | 0:36:16 | 0:36:19 | |
-No, look, that's not... -Look, I don't care! | 0:36:19 | 0:36:21 | |
I don't care. I'm not leaving this bridge without you. | 0:36:22 | 0:36:25 | |
Why don't we just take the money and run? Fuck it! | 0:36:29 | 0:36:31 | |
SHE LAUGHS | 0:36:31 | 0:36:33 | |
-And go where? -I don't know. | 0:36:33 | 0:36:35 | |
-The other side of the world. -And what good would that do? | 0:36:35 | 0:36:37 | |
-Whenever you go, you bring yourself. -For fuck's sake, Greta! | 0:36:38 | 0:36:41 | |
You're the only one in the world who's miserable tonight? | 0:36:41 | 0:36:44 | |
Look, I'm sorry, I don't... | 0:36:48 | 0:36:50 | |
I don't know what you're going through. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:53 | |
I'm not leaving here without you. | 0:36:54 | 0:36:56 | |
-Hey... -CAR ALARM CHIRPS | 0:37:04 | 0:37:06 | |
-You keep that gun in your pocket. -Do I look stupid? | 0:37:06 | 0:37:09 | |
LOUD MUSIC, BUZZ OF CONVERSATION | 0:37:18 | 0:37:21 | |
PEOPLE LAUGH AND CHEER | 0:37:26 | 0:37:30 | |
Hey! | 0:37:30 | 0:37:31 | |
Hey! | 0:37:32 | 0:37:33 | |
Yes, gents? Can I help yous? | 0:37:35 | 0:37:37 | |
-You don't happen to know a fella called Pearse Kelly, do you? -Me? | 0:37:37 | 0:37:41 | |
Aye, you! | 0:37:41 | 0:37:43 | |
We were told he drinks here. | 0:37:43 | 0:37:45 | |
-I've never heard of him. -Big Jimmy around? | 0:37:45 | 0:37:47 | |
Hey! | 0:38:02 | 0:38:03 | |
Schoolboy! | 0:38:04 | 0:38:06 | |
-Hey! -What's your name? -Lorcan. | 0:38:06 | 0:38:09 | |
I'm Dara. Are you here alone, Lorcan? | 0:38:09 | 0:38:11 | |
No, I'm with my sister. She split up with her boyfriend. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:15 | |
Bit of moral support, you know? | 0:38:15 | 0:38:16 | |
That's so sweet. | 0:38:16 | 0:38:18 | |
I think you could be my New Year's resolution. | 0:38:18 | 0:38:22 | |
THEY CHUCKLE | 0:38:22 | 0:38:24 | |
-Dara, this is my sister, Lucy. -Hey. | 0:38:26 | 0:38:31 | |
Don't I know you? | 0:38:34 | 0:38:36 | |
UNDER HER BREATH: My...God. | 0:38:36 | 0:38:38 | |
You lads looking for me? | 0:38:42 | 0:38:43 | |
-Are you Big Jimmy? -Aye. | 0:38:52 | 0:38:53 | |
You sure? | 0:38:55 | 0:38:56 | |
Look, lads, I'm a busy boy, so do me a favour and fuck off. | 0:38:57 | 0:39:01 | |
You telling Frank Feeney to fuck off? | 0:39:01 | 0:39:03 | |
Word is, you know Pearse Kelly. | 0:39:04 | 0:39:06 | |
Well, I wouldn't say I KNOW him. But he drinks in here. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:10 | |
-Was he here today? -It's New Year's Eve! -Did he ask you what day it was? | 0:39:10 | 0:39:14 | |
There's a lot of people drinking in here all day. | 0:39:14 | 0:39:16 | |
He'd have stood out, he probably had blood on his hands and a bag of Frank Feeney's money. | 0:39:16 | 0:39:21 | |
-Didn't speak to him. -What time DIDN'T you speak to him? | 0:39:21 | 0:39:24 | |
I don't know, I can't member. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:25 | |
Forgetful Jimmy, that's what they should call you. | 0:39:25 | 0:39:28 | |
-He came in earlier, he spoke to his cousin, and then... -Who is his cousin? | 0:39:28 | 0:39:31 | |
Over there. | 0:39:34 | 0:39:35 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:39:37 | 0:39:39 | |
SHE WHISPERS: Fuck! | 0:39:42 | 0:39:44 | |
Watch where you're going! | 0:39:53 | 0:39:55 | |
Did it hurt when you fell down from heaven, love? | 0:39:55 | 0:39:58 | |
Oh, for fuck's sake! | 0:39:58 | 0:39:59 | |
THEY SHOUT | 0:40:00 | 0:40:01 | |
-I'm sorry, are you a friend of Dara's? -Aye. | 0:40:06 | 0:40:08 | |
You need to come with me, quick! | 0:40:08 | 0:40:10 | |
SHE SHOUTS ANGRILY | 0:40:10 | 0:40:12 | |
SHE BANGS ON THE DOOR | 0:40:12 | 0:40:13 | |
Freddie fucking Mercury, eh? | 0:40:15 | 0:40:16 | |
-And when did you last see him? -I can't... -FUCKING WHEN?! -Tonight! | 0:40:19 | 0:40:22 | |
He paid me the money he owed me. | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
-First time he ever did that. -How much? | 0:40:24 | 0:40:26 | |
It's in me pocket, just take it! | 0:40:26 | 0:40:28 | |
Fuck's sake. Here. | 0:40:28 | 0:40:29 | |
-That's all there is, I swear. -Where was he heading? | 0:40:32 | 0:40:34 | |
-I don't know, I swear. -Oh, for fuck's sake! | 0:40:34 | 0:40:37 | |
I'm really sorry, I didn't know it was your boyfriend! Or your brother. | 0:40:37 | 0:40:42 | |
-Dara, what's going on? -Sorry? You WILL be sorry! | 0:40:42 | 0:40:47 | |
-Go to the window. -The window? -You've done it before. | 0:40:47 | 0:40:50 | |
-SHE SIGHS -Fuck! | 0:40:50 | 0:40:51 | |
Grow up! | 0:40:51 | 0:40:53 | |
I can wait all night if that's what it takes, bitch! | 0:40:55 | 0:40:59 | |
Jesus! | 0:40:59 | 0:41:00 | |
-He said he was running away. -Running away where? -To Australia. | 0:41:03 | 0:41:07 | |
-With an angel. -With a fucking angel, is it?! | 0:41:07 | 0:41:11 | |
-What are you doing? -I am kneecapping Sean. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:13 | |
THEY GRUNT Johnny! | 0:41:15 | 0:41:17 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:41:17 | 0:41:19 | |
-You shot me. -Fuck, it's only a scratch. -You fucking shot me! | 0:41:24 | 0:41:28 | |
DARA SCREAMS | 0:41:28 | 0:41:30 | |
-OK, love. -Oh, my God! -Nothing to worry about. | 0:41:30 | 0:41:33 | |
Girls, it's just a replica! Fancy dress, you know what I mean? | 0:41:35 | 0:41:38 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:41:38 | 0:41:40 | |
-You OK? -Aye, spot-on(!) -What do you mean, is HE all right? I'm the one that got fucking shot! | 0:41:42 | 0:41:46 | |
-Move! -Just give me a second, would you? | 0:41:52 | 0:41:55 | |
Oh, fuck! | 0:41:55 | 0:41:56 | |
WHEELS SCREECH | 0:41:59 | 0:42:01 | |
Before the cops get here. Fucking... | 0:42:04 | 0:42:06 | |
You are fucking joking. | 0:42:10 | 0:42:12 | |
Me fucking wheels! | 0:42:15 | 0:42:16 | |
Wee bastards! | 0:42:19 | 0:42:20 | |
What?! You can pay for the fucking taxi! | 0:42:22 | 0:42:26 | |
Do you know where you're going? | 0:42:31 | 0:42:33 | |
-Take the back stairs behind the bar, door marked "Private". -Good. | 0:42:33 | 0:42:37 | |
-Fuck! -What? -Stay there. | 0:42:38 | 0:42:41 | |
I didn't think he'd be here yet! | 0:42:41 | 0:42:43 | |
Who is it? | 0:42:54 | 0:42:55 | |
Richie. He works the bar. I didn't think he'd be here yet. | 0:42:56 | 0:43:00 | |
The club doesn't open until ten. I'll distract him. | 0:43:00 | 0:43:03 | |
How are you going to do that? | 0:43:03 | 0:43:05 | |
-OK, so, what is it again? I slept with 40 virgins... -12 soldiers. | 0:43:08 | 0:43:11 | |
I know, I'm joking. I've got it. | 0:43:11 | 0:43:13 | |
Here. | 0:43:14 | 0:43:15 | |
Cover yourself up, there's cameras everywhere. | 0:43:15 | 0:43:18 | |
Greta... | 0:43:22 | 0:43:24 | |
On the bridge, when I said I didn't care... | 0:43:27 | 0:43:30 | |
I meant... | 0:43:33 | 0:43:34 | |
They saw us, Dara. They stared straight at us! | 0:44:10 | 0:44:13 | |
-Who the fuck were they? -I don't know. Here, call the police and tell them. | 0:44:13 | 0:44:19 | |
-Tell them what? -Tell them what we saw! | 0:44:19 | 0:44:21 | |
Well, what the fuck did you see? | 0:44:21 | 0:44:22 | |
A fucking gun, Marie! And a man lying on the ground! | 0:44:22 | 0:44:27 | |
-That poor guy. -Dead. -What, do you think that he was? -No, your phone! | 0:44:27 | 0:44:32 | |
Use mine. | 0:44:32 | 0:44:33 | |
-STEREO BLARES: -# ..are the cheeky girls... # | 0:44:33 | 0:44:35 | |
-Jesus! -Fuck! Can you turn it down? | 0:44:35 | 0:44:39 | |
It won't work! | 0:44:39 | 0:44:41 | |
Well, if it isn't the Angel of the North! | 0:44:44 | 0:44:46 | |
-Hey, Greta. What about you? Nice costume. -Thanks. | 0:44:48 | 0:44:52 | |
Marie made it for me. Look, could you take me home, please? I need to pick something up. | 0:44:52 | 0:44:56 | |
Your dad's left me in charge, there's no-one else in yet. | 0:44:56 | 0:44:59 | |
-You don't want me to lose my licence, do you? -I can't, Greta, no. | 0:44:59 | 0:45:02 | |
Greta, I was a bit... Like, I mean, we never actually... | 0:45:13 | 0:45:15 | |
Aye, well, I'm not sure my dad would see it that way. | 0:45:15 | 0:45:18 | |
Just this once. Don't tell anybody. | 0:45:22 | 0:45:25 | |
I'll get my coat. | 0:45:27 | 0:45:29 | |
-MUSIC BLARING FROM STEREO -Get out of the road! | 0:45:29 | 0:45:31 | |
For God's sake, do something with it! Get out of the way! | 0:45:31 | 0:45:35 | |
-Jesus, Marie, sort it out! -I'm trying! | 0:45:35 | 0:45:38 | |
-HORN BEEPS -Let me have a go. | 0:45:38 | 0:45:41 | |
-What's wrong... -THUDDING CRASH | 0:45:41 | 0:45:44 | |
Fuck! | 0:45:44 | 0:45:45 | |
Jesus Christ! | 0:45:47 | 0:45:49 | |
THEY PANT WITH SHOCK | 0:45:49 | 0:45:52 | |
Oh, Jesus, Marie! What am I going to do? What the fuck am I going to do? | 0:46:11 | 0:46:17 | |
-Call the emergency services. -No, we can't! -It was an accident! | 0:46:17 | 0:46:21 | |
An accident?! I was fucking drink-driving! | 0:46:21 | 0:46:24 | |
Oh, fuck! | 0:46:24 | 0:46:25 | |
SIREN BLARES BRIEFLY | 0:46:25 | 0:46:27 | |
-Oh, my God. It's the cops! Get him into the car! -No, we should... | 0:46:27 | 0:46:32 | |
Please, help me! I was the one driving! Please! | 0:46:32 | 0:46:35 | |
-Fuck! -Fuck! -OK, one, two, three! | 0:46:42 | 0:46:45 | |
SIREN BLARES | 0:46:49 | 0:46:52 | |
Stare straight ahead. | 0:46:52 | 0:46:54 | |
Aagh! | 0:46:57 | 0:46:59 | |
SHE WHIMPERS | 0:47:03 | 0:47:06 | |
-SHE SOBS -Jesus, Marie! | 0:47:10 | 0:47:12 | |
What are we going to do? | 0:47:14 | 0:47:15 | |
DOOR CREAKS OPEN | 0:47:22 | 0:47:24 | |
KEYPAD BEEPS | 0:47:30 | 0:47:32 | |
KEYPAD BEEPS | 0:47:34 | 0:47:35 | |
HE WHISPERS TO HIMSELF | 0:47:35 | 0:47:41 | |
Greta! | 0:48:44 | 0:48:46 | |
Where are you? | 0:48:48 | 0:48:50 | |
PHONE KEYPAD BEEPS | 0:49:11 | 0:49:12 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:49:14 | 0:49:16 | |
Hello? | 0:49:18 | 0:49:19 | |
I got the money. | 0:49:21 | 0:49:22 | |
-Good. -'I ran into your da.' | 0:49:22 | 0:49:25 | |
-He's not going to be too happy about this, Greta. -He'll get over it. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:29 | |
'I've got a debt I promised to pay. | 0:49:29 | 0:49:30 | |
'As soon as I've done that, I'll pick you up. | 0:49:30 | 0:49:32 | |
'We'll jump on a plane and get the fuck out of here.' | 0:49:32 | 0:49:35 | |
You're not getting cold feet now, are you? | 0:49:39 | 0:49:42 | |
Nah. | 0:49:42 | 0:49:43 | |
I'll see you soon, Greta, yeah? | 0:49:45 | 0:49:47 | |
Bye, Pearse. | 0:49:47 | 0:49:48 | |
DARA AND MARIE PANT WITH SHOCK | 0:50:06 | 0:50:09 | |
The car was stolen. | 0:50:12 | 0:50:13 | |
What are you talking about? | 0:50:17 | 0:50:18 | |
We go to the police and we tell them it was stolen. | 0:50:18 | 0:50:22 | |
We left it outside Bar Zero. And whoever took it, did it. | 0:50:23 | 0:50:28 | |
We...we don't know anything! | 0:50:28 | 0:50:29 | |
-A hit-and-run? -Get out of the car, come on! | 0:50:31 | 0:50:35 | |
-Leave it unlocked. I'll take the keys. -What? -Come on, Marie! | 0:50:35 | 0:50:39 | |
-We need to get away from here, we need to leave the car! -Why? | 0:50:39 | 0:50:42 | |
Please, Marie! | 0:50:42 | 0:50:43 | |
Fuck! | 0:50:45 | 0:50:47 | |
Come on, please, OK? We're just going to... | 0:50:47 | 0:50:50 | |
We're going to go to the police station, OK? | 0:50:50 | 0:50:52 | |
We're just... We're going to report it stolen. | 0:50:52 | 0:50:54 | |
We're just going to say that we, er, we left it outside Bar Zero, OK? | 0:50:54 | 0:50:57 | |
DRINKERS CHATTING | 0:50:57 | 0:51:00 | |
For fuck's sake, Sean! | 0:51:05 | 0:51:07 | |
Fuck it. | 0:51:09 | 0:51:10 | |
-'Yeah?' -Sean, where the fuck are you? | 0:51:13 | 0:51:15 | |
I've been waiting here for ages. | 0:51:15 | 0:51:16 | |
'Big Jimmy won't let me go, why can't you come in?' | 0:51:16 | 0:51:19 | |
-No, not a good idea, Sean. -'I've got to go.' -Fuck it. | 0:51:19 | 0:51:21 | |
I'll meet you in the bog in two minutes, | 0:51:21 | 0:51:24 | |
I'm sure Big Jimmy will let you go for a piss, OK? | 0:51:24 | 0:51:26 | |
We saw this group of hoods hanging around outside the bar, | 0:51:26 | 0:51:28 | |
and...and we reckon it was them. We could even give them a description. | 0:51:28 | 0:51:32 | |
We could tell them one of them had a moustache, like...like Magnum PI! | 0:51:32 | 0:51:36 | |
-And the other one looked like John Travolta, yeah? -No! | 0:51:36 | 0:51:40 | |
-Well, who do you want them dressed as? -No! I... | 0:51:40 | 0:51:44 | |
-I can't walk away from what we've done! -I could go to jail. | 0:51:44 | 0:51:48 | |
-That poor guy back there... -They'll never have to know! -Who's they? | 0:51:50 | 0:51:54 | |
-Everyone! -But I'LL know! | 0:51:54 | 0:51:57 | |
-And you'll know, and we both know it's fucking wrong! -I don't care! | 0:51:57 | 0:52:01 | |
-Jesus! -Marie! Marie! | 0:52:02 | 0:52:05 | |
-HE WHISPERS: -Passport, passport, passport... | 0:52:32 | 0:52:34 | |
-HAMMERING AT FRONT DOOR -Open this door, Kelly! | 0:52:48 | 0:52:52 | |
-HAMMERING CONTINUES -Open this fucking door, Kelly! | 0:52:53 | 0:52:57 | |
Right, kick it in! | 0:52:57 | 0:52:59 | |
Taxi! | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
Hey, hey! | 0:53:21 | 0:53:24 | |
REVELLERS CHEERING AND WHOOPING | 0:53:24 | 0:53:28 | |
DANCE MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY INSIDE | 0:53:49 | 0:53:52 | |
REVELLERS CHEERING AND WHOOPING | 0:53:52 | 0:53:55 | |
HE WHISTLES | 0:54:12 | 0:54:13 | |
-I fucking hate New Year's Eve! -What are you doing? -Getting us a car. | 0:54:16 | 0:54:21 | |
Here. | 0:54:21 | 0:54:23 | |
Right... | 0:54:46 | 0:54:48 | |
IGNITION FIRES | 0:54:50 | 0:54:51 | |
ENGINE STARTS, WHEELS SCREECH | 0:54:51 | 0:54:53 | |
You can forget about Australia, Marie! | 0:54:53 | 0:54:55 | |
They'll never let you in with a criminal record. | 0:54:55 | 0:54:57 | |
I've long forgotten about Australia, believe me! | 0:54:57 | 0:55:00 | |
Please, Marie, I'm not made for jail! | 0:55:00 | 0:55:02 | |
Why don't you fucking wise up, Dara?! | 0:55:02 | 0:55:05 | |
Why are you being a dick? Would you listen to me?! | 0:55:05 | 0:55:08 | |
Oh, fuck's sake. | 0:55:08 | 0:55:09 | |
That is so...weird. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:24 | |
What... | 0:55:24 | 0:55:25 | |
Where the fuck did it go?! | 0:55:26 | 0:55:28 | |
-STEREO BLARES: -# We are the cheeky girls... # -Turn that off! | 0:55:28 | 0:55:31 | |
It's a piece of shit, it's broken. | 0:55:31 | 0:55:33 | |
# You are the cheeky boys... # | 0:55:33 | 0:55:34 | |
Fuck's sake! | 0:55:34 | 0:55:35 | |
Listen, if you don't do something with that, I'm going to fucking... | 0:55:35 | 0:55:39 | |
# You are the cheeky boys... # | 0:55:39 | 0:55:40 | |
Do something! | 0:55:40 | 0:55:42 | |
You want me to do something? Right, I'll fucking do something! | 0:55:42 | 0:55:45 | |
GUNSHOT, BRAKES SCREECH | 0:55:46 | 0:55:49 | |
-Here, where are you going? -I'm off. | 0:55:49 | 0:55:51 | |
You told me to kill the music, so I killed the fucking music. | 0:55:51 | 0:55:55 | |
You think this is funny, huh? | 0:55:59 | 0:56:01 | |
You think it's all a joke? | 0:56:02 | 0:56:04 | |
You think you're a hardman? Well, you're not, you're a fucking dick! | 0:56:04 | 0:56:07 | |
I just killed the music, Johnny. | 0:56:07 | 0:56:09 | |
I didn't kill Eddie Kelly. | 0:56:09 | 0:56:11 | |
It was an accident! A fucking accident! | 0:56:13 | 0:56:16 | |
-HE CHOKES -You know that! | 0:56:16 | 0:56:18 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:56:25 | 0:56:28 | |
HE COUGHS AND RETCHES | 0:56:30 | 0:56:32 | |
You're a fucking psycho, man! | 0:56:34 | 0:56:36 | |
-Give me the phone. Give me the phone, I'm going to phone the police! -What? | 0:56:39 | 0:56:42 | |
It's perfect, I'm going to phone the police and report it stolen. | 0:56:42 | 0:56:45 | |
-No! -Give me the phone, Marie. -No! -Give me the phone, Marie! -No! | 0:56:45 | 0:56:49 | |
-No! -Would you give me the phone?! Would you just... -Stop it... | 0:56:49 | 0:56:52 | |
-Give me the... -Fuck off! -Fine! Suit yourself. Suit your fucking self. | 0:56:52 | 0:56:57 | |
I'm going to phone the cops anyway and report it stolen. Fucking dick! | 0:56:57 | 0:57:01 | |
Yeah, you do that! | 0:57:01 | 0:57:03 | |
-GRETA: -Taxi! | 0:57:39 | 0:57:40 | |
Hmmph. Look who it is. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:46 | |
-Where's the money? -What money? | 0:58:49 | 0:58:51 | |
Look, we've seen you on the TV. | 0:58:51 | 0:58:54 | |
-I don't want any trouble. -All right. | 0:58:54 | 0:58:56 | |
-Where's the money? -What money? | 0:58:58 | 0:59:01 | |
You know. Let go, hey. | 0:59:01 | 0:59:02 | |
Let go. | 0:59:04 | 0:59:06 | |
SARDONIC LAUGH | 0:59:06 | 0:59:07 | |
Let...fuckin'... | 0:59:07 | 0:59:08 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:59:08 | 0:59:10 | |
Ah, fuck! | 0:59:10 | 0:59:11 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:59:13 | 0:59:15 | |
Ahh! | 0:59:17 | 0:59:18 | |
Please, don't leave me. Please...! | 0:59:19 | 0:59:22 | |
RINGING TONE | 0:59:26 | 0:59:28 | |
MUFFLED PHONE RING | 0:59:34 | 0:59:36 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:59:46 | 0:59:48 | |
Oh, Jesus... | 1:00:00 | 1:00:01 | |
Holy fuck! | 1:00:02 | 1:00:03 | |
It's nearly all here. | 1:00:49 | 1:00:51 | |
Don't fuckin' believe it. | 1:00:51 | 1:00:52 | |
Right, let's do this. | 1:00:54 | 1:00:56 | |
You know what? I'm out of here. | 1:00:56 | 1:00:58 | |
We're not finished. We have to get rid of his body. | 1:00:58 | 1:01:00 | |
-We dump it. It'll look like suicide. -I think I am finished. | 1:01:00 | 1:01:04 | |
Johnny... | 1:01:04 | 1:01:05 | |
You'll do what you're fuckin' told, all right? | 1:01:06 | 1:01:09 | |
You got Pearse Kelly... | 1:01:11 | 1:01:12 | |
You got the money... | 1:01:12 | 1:01:14 | |
Now FUCK off! | 1:01:14 | 1:01:15 | |
Johnny... | 1:01:16 | 1:01:18 | |
JOHNNY! | 1:01:18 | 1:01:19 | |
Feeney's not going to be happy, Johnny. | 1:01:21 | 1:01:22 | |
Fuck! | 1:01:27 | 1:01:28 | |
CLUB MUSIC PLAYS | 1:01:31 | 1:01:34 | |
Richie... | 1:02:01 | 1:02:02 | |
-Richie... Have you seen Greta? -No. | 1:02:02 | 1:02:05 | |
-Are you sure? -Sure I'm sure. She hasn't been in. | 1:02:05 | 1:02:08 | |
-Is her da around? -He's upstairs in his office. | 1:02:09 | 1:02:12 | |
-Shut it. It's none of your business. -Shut your fucking mouth. | 1:02:15 | 1:02:18 | |
Don't get fucking lippy. You hear me? Eh? | 1:02:18 | 1:02:20 | |
-Eh? -Move away. It's none of your... | 1:02:20 | 1:02:24 | |
'Fucking prick. Turn that fucking thing off! | 1:02:26 | 1:02:29 | |
'Come on, get up. | 1:02:30 | 1:02:31 | |
'Get up! | 1:02:32 | 1:02:34 | |
'Wake up. Hey, wake up!' | 1:02:34 | 1:02:36 | |
Keep the change. | 1:03:09 | 1:03:11 | |
Happy New Year. | 1:03:14 | 1:03:15 | |
RINGING TONE | 1:03:52 | 1:03:54 | |
-'Pearse. Leave a message.' -Pearse... | 1:03:57 | 1:04:00 | |
It's Greta. | 1:04:00 | 1:04:02 | |
Look, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. | 1:04:05 | 1:04:07 | |
To say good luck. | 1:04:10 | 1:04:13 | |
I can't run away from who I am. | 1:04:13 | 1:04:15 | |
So I... MESSAGE TONE ENDS | 1:04:15 | 1:04:17 | |
RINGING TONE | 1:04:39 | 1:04:41 | |
PHONE RINGS | 1:05:19 | 1:05:21 | |
PEARSE! | 1:05:21 | 1:05:23 | |
I thought she was with you. | 1:05:26 | 1:05:27 | |
I was hoping you'd know. | 1:05:29 | 1:05:30 | |
-I saw her early evening. -She didn't say...? | 1:05:30 | 1:05:33 | |
-Anything? -Say anything like what? | 1:05:33 | 1:05:36 | |
I don't know. Anything. | 1:05:37 | 1:05:40 | |
You got me worried now, Marie. | 1:05:40 | 1:05:42 | |
DOOR KNOCKS | 1:05:43 | 1:05:44 | |
Mr Feeney... | 1:05:47 | 1:05:49 | |
Need to have a word with you. | 1:05:49 | 1:05:50 | |
PHONE RINGS | 1:06:01 | 1:06:02 | |
CLUBBERS CHAT | 1:06:29 | 1:06:31 | |
-Julia...what's going on? -Police are here, talking to Mr Feeney. | 1:06:42 | 1:06:47 | |
Happy New Year! | 1:06:49 | 1:06:51 | |
DJ: I want to see everybody getting together for the New Year! | 1:06:51 | 1:06:54 | |
On my count... | 1:06:54 | 1:06:55 | |
-CLUBBERS: -Ten, nine, eight, | 1:06:55 | 1:06:59 | |
seven, six, | 1:06:59 | 1:07:03 | |
five, four... | 1:07:03 | 1:07:06 | |
three, two, one... | 1:07:06 | 1:07:09 | |
THEY SHRIEK | 1:07:09 | 1:07:13 | |
Dara? | 1:08:52 | 1:08:53 | |
I'm really, really sorry about earlier, right? | 1:08:56 | 1:08:59 | |
Please just leave me alone, OK? | 1:08:59 | 1:09:01 | |
You look like you could do with a wee cup of tea. | 1:09:06 | 1:09:08 | |
You really think you'll just be sitting there in the dark when the show's over? | 1:10:24 | 1:10:28 | |
Now that IS the stupidest thing I've ever heard! | 1:10:34 | 1:10:36 | |
How can you find peace in death? | 1:10:40 | 1:10:42 | |
You're not there to feel it. | 1:10:45 | 1:10:46 | |
'How can someone who feels nothing... | 1:11:25 | 1:11:27 | |
'..feel so much for a stranger? | 1:11:31 | 1:11:33 | |
'I realise now I'm not my da. | 1:11:37 | 1:11:39 | |
'But I'm not my ma, either. | 1:11:42 | 1:11:44 | |
'I'm Greta. | 1:11:47 | 1:11:48 | |
'And I can't run away from that. | 1:11:50 | 1:11:51 | |
'And so starts another year.' | 1:11:54 | 1:11:55 | |
Greta? | 1:12:08 | 1:12:10 | |
What are you doing up here? | 1:12:14 | 1:12:15 | |
Well? | 1:12:22 | 1:12:23 | |
I'm sorry, Marie. | 1:12:24 | 1:12:25 | |
Happy New Year! | 1:12:33 | 1:12:34 | |
'Australia's such a long way down. | 1:12:39 | 1:12:41 | |
'But I'm going to jump.' | 1:12:44 | 1:12:46 | |
# Now that we are here | 1:12:46 | 1:12:51 | |
# And this moment is our own | 1:12:51 | 1:12:57 | |
# Everything is clear | 1:12:59 | 1:13:04 | |
# Cover's been blown... # | 1:13:06 | 1:13:08 | |
What the fuck!? | 1:13:18 | 1:13:20 | |
# Broken glass beneath my feet | 1:13:22 | 1:13:28 | |
# If I could run | 1:13:28 | 1:13:31 | |
# I may just reach you | 1:13:31 | 1:13:35 | |
# My heart is bound | 1:13:35 | 1:13:38 | |
# In rusty chains | 1:13:38 | 1:13:41 | |
# When the bubble bursts | 1:13:41 | 1:13:44 | |
# I can hear your name | 1:13:44 | 1:13:48 | |
# Now the clouds have moved on | 1:14:00 | 1:14:06 | |
# Our eyes are open wide | 1:14:06 | 1:14:13 | |
# The mask we have worn leaves us nowhere else to hide | 1:14:13 | 1:14:23 | |
# The story is complete | 1:14:27 | 1:14:32 | |
# Every single word's been told | 1:14:32 | 1:14:39 | |
# What is it you seek? | 1:14:40 | 1:14:45 | |
# The answer you hold | 1:14:45 | 1:14:50 | |
# Broken glass | 1:14:55 | 1:14:58 | |
# Beneath my feet | 1:14:58 | 1:15:02 | |
# If I could run | 1:15:02 | 1:15:05 | |
# I may just reach you | 1:15:05 | 1:15:08 | |
# My heart is bound | 1:15:08 | 1:15:12 | |
# In rusty chains | 1:15:12 | 1:15:15 | |
# When the bubble bursts | 1:15:15 | 1:15:18 | |
# I can hear your name | 1:15:18 | 1:15:22 | |
# Broken glass | 1:15:22 | 1:15:25 | |
# Beneath my feet | 1:15:25 | 1:15:29 | |
# Now I can run | 1:15:29 | 1:15:32 | |
# I feel that you are near | 1:15:32 | 1:15:35 | |
# My heart was bound | 1:15:35 | 1:15:39 | |
# In rusty chains | 1:15:39 | 1:15:42 | |
# Now the bubble's burst | 1:15:42 | 1:15:45 | |
# Nothing stays the same | 1:15:45 | 1:15:49 | |
# Nothing stays the same | 1:15:52 | 1:15:55 | |
# Mmm | 1:15:57 | 1:15:59 | |
# Oh-oh | 1:15:59 | 1:16:02 | |
# Oh-oh | 1:16:03 | 1:16:07 | |
# Mm-mm. # | 1:16:07 | 1:16:10 |