Showing posts with label Michael Collins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Collins. Show all posts

Saturday, 11 May 2024

1916



1916 Executions | Michael Collins (1996)

Cease firing!
Cease firing!

 Move forward!

 Come forward!

 Keep your hands in the air and 
your weapons visible at all times.
 Form up, in three columns...
 across the square.

 Now, ground your arms.

 Take three paces back...

 slowly.

 Move three paces back, now!

 The Game's over, Harry. 
We lost again.

 Quick...march!

 Pick your feet up!

 Move it, you Fenian bastard!

 Open the gates!

 Show me the ringleaders 
of this little farce.

 Pearse... with the gunner eye.

 McDonagh.

 Thomas Clarke.

 Connolly.

 Get up, you Fenian swine.

 Wait, Michael. Wait.

 Till when?

 Till the next time.

Eamon de Valera.

 What happens next time?

 We won't play by their rules. 
We'll invent our own.

 Fire!

 "The fact... that I was born in... 
America... might save my hide.

 Either way... I am ready... for what... comes.

 The Irish Republic... 
is a dream... no longer".

 Fire!

"It is daily sealed... by the lifeblood... 
of those who... proclaimed it.

 And every one of us... they shoot... 
brings more people... to our side.

They cannot imprison us... forever.

And from... the day... of our release... Michael...
we must act... as if The Republic... is...
a fact.

We defeat... The British Empire...
by... ignoring it".

The Big Fellah :
 They let us out of jail so we can do our best 
to be put inside again.

 Don't you see a certain 
paradox in that?
 Paradox.
 A contradiction.

 An immovable force meets an 
immovable object kind of thing.

 Look, isn't that a lovely picture?

 Maybe we should settle down.
 Just the two of us?

 And him.

 Who?

 How are you?

The Big Fellah :
 How long has that man been there?

 As long as we have. 
Half an hour or so.

The Big Fellah :
 How'd They know we were coming?

 They know what we ate for breakfast.

The Big Fellah :
 There's only one way to beat Them, then.
 Find out what they eat for breakfast.


The South Bank Show: Michael Collins (1996) (20x06)


Saturday, 17 December 2016

Rogue One : Weekend Revolutionaries (Will Get You Killed)

Samuel Taylor Coleridge :
"Well, Citizen John - this is a fine place to talk Treason!"

John Thelwell :
"Nay, Brother Samuel - here is such a place as to make you forget there were ever a need for Treason..."

Michael Collins - Minister for Mayhem

"His militancy has become something of an embarrassment to The Rebellion..."


 

"This is to Inform You That Any Further Collaboration with the Forces of Occupation Will be Punishable by Death.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Signed - The Irish Republican Army"


DATA
There are dozens of Bajoran camps on the three class-M planets.
 I suggest we may want to begin on Valo Three, where an adhoc leader named Jas Holza lives. 
The Federation has had several dealings with him. 

CRUSHER
I met Holza at a symposium a few years ago. 

PICARD
What can you tell us about him, Doctor? 

CRUSHER
I found him to be a very concerned leader and a good spokesman for his people. 
And a terrific dancer. 
No, really, I'm serious. At a reception afterwards. 

TROI
At least this man has genuine experience in diplomacy. 

PICARD
And that's a big advantage on this mission. 
Very well. Mister Data, will you contact Holza, arrange a meeting? 

DATA
Sir. 

RIKER
Ensign Ro, you're familiar with this star system. You'll take the conn. Is there a problem, Ensign? 

RO
You're wasting your time. 
Holza is nobody. 
He's the token Bajoran that respectable people invite to symposiums and diplomatic soirees. 
But he has no real influence among my people. 

DATA
Ensign, whom do you suggest we speak to? 

RO
Don't you understand? 
These are desperate people ready to martyr themselves. 
They don't want to talk. 

WORF
This ship is prepared to defend itself if necessary. 

RO
Oh, it will be. Don't fool yourself. 
This mission will end in bloodshed. 

PICARD
Well, let's hope that you're mistaken, Ensign. 
But can you point us at the right individual, as Mister Data suggested? 

RO
I would go to the camp on the southern continent of Valo Two. 
Find a man named Keeve Falor. 
He has no diplomatic experience. 
And he won't ask you to dance.



Get Collins, uncovers a murky struggle of deception, betrayal and assassination that played a crucial role in winning Irish independence.

The popular image of the Tan War is of Flying Columns battling it out with British troops in the hills of Cork and Tipperary. In truth, however, the decisive battles of that time were fought in the streets of Dublin. It was a personal affair, as each side raced to identify their opponents – and kill them.

Now, recently uncovered testimonies from those at the centre of the intelligence war shine light on a world in which no-one could be trusted and nothing was what it seemed.
Extensively dramatised, Get Collins reveals this network of ‘backchannels’ – how, at the height of the war, secret contacts were made between British officials and senior Republicans including Michael Collins. The documentary also features newly discovered IRA surveillance photographs which were taken during this dramatic period.

The documentary tells the story of how Michael Collins – an obscure Volunteer officer in 1916 – established himself at the top of the Republican Movement just a few years later. As Minister of Finance, he controlled the purse strings. And as Director of Intelligence, Collins found the perfect weapon with which to take on the British Empire: information.

Operating from an anonymous office in Crow Street, in the shadow of Dublin Castle, Collins’ men established a network of spies and informers at the heart of the British administration. He assembled a handpicked group of Volunteers from the Dublin Brigade to act on the information gathered at Crow Street.

The Squad would operate in pairs, one man shooting the target in the body to bring him down, the other finishing him off on the ground with a shot to the dead. 
Killing the ‘political detectives’ of the Dublin Metropolitan Police was a brutal but effective tactic. The British were now fighting blind.

In response, the British Government sent two very different groups of men to Ireland, pursuing two distinct policies. The hardliners were represented by the new Chief of Intelligence, Colonel Ormonde Winter – codename ‘O’ – who mused that, “the Irishman, without any offence being intended, somewhat resembles a dog. He understands firm treatment”.

In contrast, the Castle’s Assistant Under-Secretary, Alfred ‘Andy’ Cope, had a very different mission – to make contact with the IRA and work out a political deal.

Cope established himself as a go-between, passing information between the IRA and No. 10. Some of these documents were captured in Army raids, placing Cope’s life in danger from hardliners on his own side. Captain Jeune, a British intelligence officer, noted ruefully that “it was decided that no drastic action could be taken against him, as it turned out that he was a protégé of Lloyd-George.”

Get Collins uncovers this network of ‘backchannels’ that led directly to Michael Collins, and shows how the Intelligence War was a vital, though brutal, element of the fight for independence.

NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENTS INTENDED Shown on RTE 2007




Samuel Taylor Coleridge :
"Well, Citizen John - this is a fine place to talk Treason!"

John Thelwell :
"Nay, Brother Samuel - here is such a place as to make you forget there were ever a need for Treason..."