- Mum. - Mm-hm?
Can you play three and in with me?
Sure, honey.
- Bags... - Bags not in goal first!
You monkey, come on.
Let's go.
Brady to Hoolihan, to Hoolihan back to Brady.
It crosses to Shane Long!
Mommy, you're phone's ringing.
It's okay, honey.
Ooh.
Yeah!
It's three-nil and the crowd goes wild!
It's your turn in goals, mister.
Now.
I'll be back in a second, honey.
Okay.
What do you want?
Kevin!
No!
If you ever want to see your son again,
I suggest you talk to your prick ex
and not your pig friends.
You understand?
If you even...
You'll what?
Kevin.
Amanda.
What did you do?
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Get off me.
What have you done?
Amanda!
Please, let me talk.
Go on.
Talk.
Those Russian pricks who I put away five years ago,
they got out last week.
Last week?
And you ring me this morning?
You piece of shit, they've taken my son!
Our son, Amanda.
He's my son, too.
You're no father.
You never let me be one.
Just finish your story.
They want the 600 grand they say I owe them
or they're gonna kill me.
You asshole.
You should've gone to jail just like them
but you didn't because you're a piece of shit rat.
He was a cop.
It's his job to put them away.
You're a cop, too, you should understand that.
He was a cop.
Didn't he tell you why he isn't anymore?
He wanted to spend more time with you and Kevin
so he quit, but you left him.
You cut him outta your life.
I know he's your brother and you love him,
but he is a liar.
I gave evidence.
Gave?
You sold narcotics, 600,000...
14.
Sam...
I sold drugs that were scheduled to be destroyed
to an Eastern Bloc gang.
Then I set up the operation that caught them,
seized back the drugs, and kept the money.
The only problem is he got caught.
You didn't have to cut me outta Kevin's life, though.
Yes I did!
I did it for us, so we could have a better...
Enough!
I am sick of it.
What are we doing here dredging up a past
that you're still in denial over?
What are we going to do to get our son back?
What's your plan now?
Who's that?
That's our plan.
Put on the kettle there, love, will ya?
What's he doing here?
I'll leave if ya want. It's not my kid
- that's gone missing. - No!
We need him.
Hey.
Why are you here?
Helping me little sister of course.
We'll sort this, okay?
Yeah.
So what's this fuckin' plan, then?
Okay, it's very simple really.
You can't go to the cops and you don't have the money.
So you've only one option.
You're gonna have to steal it.
We're gonna steal 600,000 Euro?
No.
We're gonna steal six million.
Six million?
Are you outta your fuckin' mind?
No, I'm not.
Okay, this is a terrible situation.
Why can't we get something out of it for ourselves?
Jack, you said you'd help me.
And I said it'd cost you.
I'm sorry, buddy, but you're not the most reliable,
so I'm takin' my cut from the source, okay?
What do you need 5.4 million for?
You ever been on a peacekeeping mission?
Fuckers takin' potshots at ya all day?
Ya have take it like a sap?
We're not even allowed to shoot back.
Pay is shit and the retirement package is even shitter.
You don't need 5.4 million, though.
What do you think I am, a monster?
I only want one million.
And you want one million, and you want one million,
and you want one million, and you...
I don't want money.
I want my son back.
We're not doing this for a fucking cut.
Why not?
There's five of us.
Why six million?
Because you're gonna give a cool one million
to those Eastern Bloc cunts to make absolutely certain
that don't hurt your kid and leave you