Blown Away

Ryan Gaerity: Did I catch you a bad time, Liam? (laughs sinisterly) Jimmy Dove: Ryan Gaerity? Ryan Gaerity: Oops. I called you Liam. Jimmy Dove: Is that you? Ryan Gaerity: Or is it, Jimmy Dove? Much more lyrical than Liam McGivney. Much less Irish. Listen to me, Liam McGivney, I’ve come to bring you a gift. Jimmy Dove: What gift is that, Gaerity? Ryan Gaerity: It's the gift of pain, of course. Jimmy Dove: You're the reason they died, not me. Ryan Gaerity: Oh, blame, blame, blame. Well, I suppose to I’m to blame for the deaths of your new pals as well? Who's right? Who's wrong? We were at war. Your conscience ended up causing the death of your own, Liam. You're a bad boy. You made me trigger the bomb too early! Jimmy Dove: I was trying to stop you! You said nobody was going to killed! There was people everywhere! Ryan Gaerity: And look who paid: your own sweetheart, your friends, me. Whilst you've been prancing around the streets of bloody America playing hero, I've been a man without a

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Katie Dove: Oh, my god, Jim. Jimmy Dove: My name is Liam. Liam McGivney. Katie Dove: What? Jimmy Dove: I'm not from here. I'm from Ireland. I was born and raised in Belfast. We were at war. I was just a kid. They recruited me off the playground. One minute, I'm a kid on the merry-go-round thinkin' how blue the sky is and the next I'm learning how to turn bleach into bombs. My whole life I was taught to hate the English. Get them out of Ireland. Katie Dove: Then you're I.R.A. Jimmy Dove: No, he was too crazy for that. Katie Dove: Who? Jimmy Dove: The guy who did this, Ryan Gaerity. We thought we were soldiers. I was in love with his sister. He was my best friend. He killed my fuckin' dog. (sobbing) He killed Blanket, he killed Rita, Cortez. He wants me now. Katie Dove: Why? Jimmy Dove: I screwed up his plans. I tried to stop his bomb. The others got killed, he got captured. I turned my back on him. I left. I want you to leave. Go to the Cape. Go to Max's. Do it right now. Katie Dove: Th

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Max O'Bannon: You're a fighter, huh? Look at her fight. Aye, easy now, easy. That's a boy. Ah, pregnant, huh? Well, go forth and multiply, mother mackerel. (A can clatters) Ah, Jimmy. You know better than to sneak up on a man like that when he's fishin'. Scares the fish. I heard about what happened today. Don't know what this city's comin' to. Bad as bloody Belfast. Jimmy Dove: Yeah, more than you know. It was Gaerity. Max O'Bannon: Give it a rest, Jimmy. He's incarcerated for life. Jimmy Dove: No, he's out. Max O'Bannon: What? Jimmy Dove: He killed Blanket with concussion. He blew Rita and Cortez out of the truck. He's taking out the squad the same way his sister and the others died back in Ireland. Max O'Bannon: Sweet Jesus! Jimmy Dove: He blames me for what happened. He's probably right. Max O'Bannon: What are you talking about? That bomb would've killed hundreds if it had blown like Gaerity had wanted. Jimmy Dove: That doesn't matter to Ryan. He's killed three. He'll go for more. H

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Ryan Gaerity: So, you found us, Liam? And your country's birthday as well? Jimmy Dove: You always made us laugh, Ryan. Ryan Gaerity: We sure had good time, didn't we, Liam? Jimmy Dove: Yeah, we did, and you're not fun anymore. (frisks Gaerity) Do you have any weapons, Ryan? Ryan Gaerity: No, no, just this. (reveals a remote control) Look. Now you're gonna blow my brains or shoot my finger off? What do you think it's the safest course of action, Liam? Think it over. Jimmy Dove: Why don't you do it? I'm tired of war. Go ahead, take us both. Ryan Gaerity: No, no, it's not for us. It's for your lovely wife. It could be her farewell performance. Now you would be back away from me that goddamn pistol. Jimmy Dove: You're chickenshit, Ryan. Ryan Gaerity: There she is sawing away on her fiddle for 500,000 beautiful Americans celebrating revolution. I'll bet little Lizzy is there as well. She's waiting for the fireworks, Liam. Jimmy Dove: Ryan, don't give me your political bullshit. You're doing

Blown Away (1994 film), CC BY-SA 4.0