irish accent) how long are you gonna let him push you around? if there was enough of us. if you all would join up with us. we could pull him down off his throne! some of the people in the audience nervously shift their eyes to the fiddler's green high-rise ten blocks away.
you alright, son?
let's go get our guns, boys.
we could still use you, riley. riley looks out at the city, where there is still scattered distant gunfire. he looks at brian, standing at mulligan's side, his innocent face speckled with the blood of the dead. riley shakes his head.