Gang Member 2: What's your name, fella?
Loyalist Child: Never you fing mind what his name is.
Gang Member 2: Where youse off to?
Loyalist Child: Never you fing mind.
Eamon: Posh cunts telling thick cunts to kill poor cunts. That's the Army for you.
Eamon: You've been in the army for long?
Gary Hook: No.
Eamon: I was in the army myself... medic... 20 years... posh cunts... telling thick cunts... to kill poor cunts... that's the army for you. It's all a lie... they don't care about you... you're just a piece of meat to them... piece of meat. Get yourself some rest son.
Gary Hook: Hey, listen, I don't want you worried about me, okay? I'll be fine, promise you.
Mother in Raided House: For God's sake, will you never leave us alone?
