The Informer (It. Il traditore) (The Informer)

Gypo!

Ah, Gypo, what's the use?

I'm hungry and I can't pay my room rent.

Have you the price of a flop on you?

No!

Oh, what's the use?

Ah, don't look at me like that, Gypo.

You're all I got.

You're the only one. You know that.

But what chance have we to escape?

Money. Some people have all the luck.

Look at that thing handing us the ha-ha.

10 pounds to America.

20 pounds and the world is ours.

- What are you saying that for? - Saying what? 20 pounds?

- What are you driving at? - Oh, Gypo, what's the matter with you?

20 pounds. Might as well be a million.

Go on. Go on! Go and get your 20 pounds from that scut I threw in the gutter.

Say, Gypo. Too good for me, eh?

Well, let me tell you something.

You're no better than any other man. You're all alike!

Oh, Katie, I didn't mean it.

Go along with you and your fine principles.

I can't afford 'em!

Katie!

Throw light over there, lads.

Paddy's not out tonight, boys.

Don't you know me, Gypo?

I don't wonder that you stare.

I'm lucky to be finding you here.

Man, what is it?

What are you staring at?

Nothing, Frankie.

You came up to me so... sudden like.

I guess I'm getting jumpy.

Finding out there's a price on my head.

20 pounds. Oh, so that's all I'm worth!

Six months is a long time, my boy, to be on the run.

Sleeping out in the hills, freezing to death.

And no decent grub.

So I says to myself, "I'll sneak into town and I'll see my mother."

"And I'll duck right out again." And here I am.

Did you deliver my messages?

And what did my mother say?

Ah, she blessed the saints that you're alive.

She followed me out crying and put a half a quid in my hand.

To give to you.

Well, I was that hungry meself that I... I spent it.

Ah, you big lubber. That was her way of giving it to you!

She likes you, Gypo. The Lord knows why.

What's come over you? What are you gawking at?

Is there something queer about me?

No, Frankie.

You see, I've been court-martialled.

Man, what for?

You remember the Tan that killed Quincannon?

We drew lots for it, and I got the short match.

Well, I took him out in the lorry... and he begged for his life.

I couldn't do it, Frankie. Not in cold blood.

Besides, he swore he'd desert if I let him go.

And you believed him? What did Commandant Gallagher say?

Oh.

He near had me plugged when I went back to report.

Then they threw me out of the organisation.

And now the British think I'm with the Irish

and the Irish think I'm with the British.

And the long and short of it is

I'm walking around starving without a dog to lick my trousers.

Ah, you poor fathead!

Think of the jobs we've pulled off together,

the scrapes we've come through.

Ah, we were a great pair, eh, Gypo?

With your muscle and my brain.

When you got into a tight place, it was me that thought a way out.

Remember?

And I leave you alone for a minute and you go and get in trouble again.

Man alive! I'm your brain!

But it's your help I'm needing now.

I looked you up first to find out

if the Tans were still watching my mother's house.

Is there any guard on the house?

Not since Christmas.

Well, I'm off. If I get a chance to see Gallagher, I'll put the word in for you.

Up the rebels!

Carry on.

Yes?

Well, I... It's like this. I...

Well, speak up. What do you want to say?

I've come to claim the 20 pounds reward for Frankie McPhillip.

Frankie McPhillip?

Right now, men, let's go.

Mary, the bread's that fresh, I can't cut it.

Look at the crumbs it's made.

Oh, my boy! My boy!

- Mother! Mary! - Oh, Frankie!

Oh, praise be to God. You've come back to us.

Save your praise for this fog that's upon us, Mother.

It's the best friend I have this night.

And me dodging down dark streets to get here. Oh, I was so homesick to see you.

I'd have walked down the middle of O'Connell Street to get a glimpse of you.

Ah, mercy, my son.

Sure, you must be starving!

Frankie, you shouldn't have come. It's not safe.

Ah, what a long face for a sister.

I'm in with the fog and I'm out with the fog and nobody'll be the wiser.

- Nobody's seen you? - Just my pal Gypo Nolan.

See, I had to find out if the Tans had a guard on the house.

Have a nice cup of tea. You can do all your talking afterwards.

Come on, get on the front door there. Get on the door there.

Machine gunner! Machine gunner! Get on the rear.

Open the place.

- No. No! - Let me out!

Out of the way.

Stay back. Stay back! Stay back. Get back. I gotta get away.

Frankie, no!

- Where's McPhillip? - He's not here. Get out!

No, Frankie! Frankie!

Mary! Clear out of the way! Get out of the way and let me shoot!

Dammit! Get out of the way! Move out!

Frankie!

Frankie, no! Stop!

Frankie!

Yes?

Yes.

Right.

McPhillip was killed trying to escape, sir.

20 pounds. You'd better count it.

Show him out the back way.

Why, you!

Whisky.

Oh-ho! There's a lot of things I'd like if I could afford it.

Good night.

I've got to have a plan.

I've got to have a plan.

Ah, Gypo, I'm your brain.

You can't think without me. You're lost. You're lost.

Oh. What do you want to be sneaking up behind a man like that for?

I've been looking all over for you.

I'm... I'm sorry I blew up at you like that -

out in the street, I mean.

Ah, Gypo.

You know I love you. You're the only one. You know that.

Sometimes I get so crazy I don't know what I'm doing.

I've got it. I did it for you.

You did what?

You forgot your change, me boyo.

Gypo, where did you get that money?

Look at it. And not an hour ago, you hadn't a penny to warm your pocket.

Did somebody die and leave you a pot of gold?

- What are you saying that for? - Well, did you rob a church or what?

- That's it. - You...

You mean you robbed a church?

Ah, Gypo.

No. No, it wasn't a church.

It was a sailor, off an American ship.

Shh! Not so loud.

I went through him behind Cassidy's pub on Jerome Street. He was drunk.

But if you say a word of it you'll get me into trouble.

Who, me? What do you take me for?

An informer?

Why are you talking about informing? Who's an informer?!

- Gypo! - Don't be saying that.

What's the matter here? What's the matter?

Oh, it's all right, Barney. Let him alone.

He didn't mean any harm.

Come on. Let's get out of here.

Come on up to my room. There's a nice warm fire there.

Here's your money. You'll be all right.

Darling, you don't want any more of that.

Let's get in the car. I'll take you back...

Ah, no, Gypo.

Oh!

Gypo!

You gave him a pound note!

I forgot something.

They'll be wondering why I'm not there already.

'Tis the work of an informer.

'Tis surely. 'Tis the work of an informer.

Oh, Frankie!

Oh, Frankie!

Don't cry, Mother.

I'm sorry for your trouble, Mrs. McPhillip.

What are you shouting for? Don't you know there's a wake going on?

Ah, let him alone, Bartly.

Sure, he was a friend of my dead boy's.

All the same, you should show more respect for the dead.

Leave 'em alone!

Sure, I was only going to give them back to you, Mr. Nolan.

I swear by all that's holy I warned him to keep away from this house.

Good heavens, man, there's no one suspects you.

Sure, that's right, Gypo.

No one suspects you.

You've been very good to me, Mrs. McPhillip.

I'm sorry for your trouble.

Gypo! Gypo! Gypo!

- My life, what are you hurrying for? - What makes you think I'm in a hurry?

Don't be getting your rag out, me boyo.

'Tis a free country, and a man can ask questions without all this gusting.

Especially from an old pal.

Are you working now?