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Go fuck yourself.

Now, I serve the politics of both sides,

Punji sticks, if you can believe that.

You tell your supervisor I'll be calling back.

But if you give us something useful,

You're on the next flight back to London.

Four came up short. Two were yours.

An acute case of food poisoning.

Do you even know what's happened?

(SIGHS) I've just come from Downing Street.

For God's sake, 16 dead, twice that injured.

Well, I've been better. There's been another bombing.

Yes. I'm Chinese Nung.

Six more men are on their way from Belfast.

Same as before. Fear and anger.

Stop, stop, stop!

taking classes at the open university.

MARY: What is goin' on?

We don't want them jumping to the wrong conclusion

What about our mule?

Twelve dead so far, three times as many injured.

It's a nice dress. You'll be very pretty.

Aye. I wouldn't count on it.

LIAM: Jesus Christ!

trying to ID any call terminating at the time of the incident.

All I'm adding is the Semtex, a micro-chip, and a few inches of wire.

Will they get punished?

A Mr. Quan from London, very insistent.

A Richard Bromley in SO15.

I buried my brother-in-law, before that, my da and my two cousins.

You were once one of those hotheads, Liam.

He roughed up Benny and Sean. They'll be fine.

You broke every rule, Hughie.

JOKER: Room clear!

We apologize for the inconvenience.

Plans are afoot to put the paratroops

Their names, aliases, and location!

nor how your cozy relationship with him will sink your career...

So, you can appreciate the need for discretion.

You're Catholic, but you fought for British. Why?

And for some, they are more than happy to resort to violence,

So, don't wait up, and don't be worried.

Talk, you rotten slag!

He's afraid to use his power.

I've spoken to the PM.

Unless someone here's got a better idea.

It's been a long time, indeed.

(WOMEN SCREAMING) (QUAN GRUNTS)

Intent on God knows what, and you're calling it a problem?

(PANTING) Is that your laptop? Yeah.

mixed it with weed killer, packed it into some plastic plumbing pipes.

why are these IRA men, who come from your own ranks,

No one gets hurt. That's what we agreed to. You gave me your word.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

I need you to go to London and meet someone...

(LAUGHS) Hardly. It was the toilet in the hall.

You gave me up to the Brits?

(WOMAN SOBBING)

but we'll find a way.

And so, she reached out to me.

No, I don't need them. I'll handle it.

Now, that we're all here,

Not even fuckin' warnings!

We just need the right mule.

from Wapping High Street to the A1203.

I want to know who they are, who's behind them.

gives me leeway to press certain men

I'll consider it.

not profiting off a divided one.

We go now, to an interview I recorded earlier in Belfast

I tried my best to console him,

You don't give a shit about those men!

Ngoc Minh Quan.

(DEVICE BEEPS) (EXPLOSION)

Never been more so, Patty.

you know nothing about?

Liam, it sounds like he's trained.

How did you find me?

I'll have my cell at all times.

go back to New York, son.

Sara just confirmed he's going.