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hwp His name is Martin McGartland...
and when I met him, he was an unemployed
Catholic hood selling stolen goods.
Now, these are a guarantee for action,
all for a couple of quid, like?
-T ake yourself off.
-well, would you have a dollar?
See, now, I had you down for
something a wee bit silky...
-Oh, not again.
-Oh, come on, its sexy...
Martin helped support his family.
I liked that about him.
-we dont want any!
-wait, dont go!
Have any Hugo Boss?
-Only the entire line at my fingertips.
-All right.
No, theres no way, man.
No way.
Please?
Okay, Ill do you nine
if you take the Hugo Boss for 10.
Done. Do you want
to have a look, Lara?
You know Im not.
Oh, thank God theres you and
the Pope looking after our souls.
You seem to be under the wrong impression.
These goods are not stolen.
Theyre... manufacturer overruns.
How about some shoes, Mrs. Flaherty?
Like, Ive got loads of shoes.
I can get you any shoes you like.
Anything from this catalogue here.
Theres no point in me looking, love.
Not that I care where it comes from.
well, maybe next month.
Okay, well...
-Here, Mummy, can I have another tenner?
-No, you cannot.
Oh, please?
what did you do with that I last gave you? what did you do?
I dont know.
It just adds up.
So if theres anything you need...
Jobs were generally controlled by
the Protestants, which meant...
most of the young Catholic men were
unemployed, and angry about it.
Martin and Sean have lived
on the edge for so long...
they didnt know any other way.
No way, man.
whod you kill for this, you wanker?
1 800, twin cam,
and up to 60 in seven seconds.
Outrun any peeler in the city.
The boots a wee bit small, but itll do.
I can get you a deal anytime.
Its no use.
I cant afford the petrol.
And thats where I come in.
I was a peeler. Thats what
they call the police in Belfast.
I was a Handler with the Special Branch.
My codename was Fergus.
You see, by 1 988, Belfast had been
a battleground for 20 years.
The Irish Republican Army against
Unionist Ulster Defense Force.
Both were illegal armies.
It was about freedom.
Police barricaded all
roads leading to...
Unionists want Northern Ireland
to stay as part of the United Kingdom.
Catholic Republicans want
free of British rule.
Both sides were willing to kill
for their cause.
By 1 969, violence was so bad British
troops were sent to keep the peace.
Theyve been there ever since.
To the IRA, they were also
an occupying army.
B-20. we have a report
of sniper fire.
-Thanks, love.
- Two officers down.
Send available blue lights
to Falls Road area.
This is B-20, out.
Is everybody all right?
-Outcome?
-Result.
Six shots fired. Two officers down.
Two casualties. I repeat...
Go on, you mad bastard.
T ell the boys to pull out.
Six shots fired, two officers down,
two casualties.
I repeat, two officers down.
Send blue lights. Over.
K-9 response to Falls Road.
Six shots fired.
Trying to locate gunman.
Looks IRA.
we had real respect
for the IRA as a military force.
we sealed the communities.
Protestants one side of the wall,
Catholics on the other.
The reality was we couldnt stop
what was happening...
because we didnt have the minds
of the people.
In war, truth is the first casualty, and
information is as powerful as bullets.
Growing up an Irish Catholic lad in
a Republican community...
where police and security forces were
not trusted, Martin had few choices.
what are you talking about? Youve
never done a days work in your life...
But he was his own man, and that meant
he had real potential to work with us.
I really dont think stealing cars
is what you would call employment.
-You know what I mean?
-lt depends on how you look at it.
If the peelers catch you this time,
thats it, man. Youre fucked.
Sean, tell me you didnt
steal that car.
I didnt steal that car.
I knew someone like him could make
a real difference.
All I had to do was convince him.
where you off to, lads?
Aye, were just going to the shops,
you know.
-All right. Name?
-Mickey Mouse.
-Mickey, what street are you from?
-Sesame Street.
No, its Disneyland. Mickey Mouse
is Disneyland.
Aye, right, Disneyland, eh?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, where are you going?
Didnt you hear him, man? were, like
were just going to the shops a second.
Me sisters birthdays coming up. were
getting her a present. Is that okay?
-Just a wee bike, aye?
-Name!.
You fucking hard of hearing?
Mickey Mouse.
what are you doing? what, are you
going to shoot him, is that it?
Oh, now youre going to shoot me?
First you, and now its me?
Go ahead, man.
Shoot.
Go on, man, fire away.
