Jane is listening to the man and the woman arguing in her kitchen
Anna! was this her father's anna? No, no, lots of women were called Anna
Well, it didn`t. And it didn`t kill the Queen.
Memories of Parliament
THIS WAS HER FATHER'S ANNA!
Alan Cole remembered the way Anna kissed him, and looked into his eyes. He remembered absolutely everything about her. ¿why hasn't she come to see?
Detective David Hall phones Alan
"But we cant go until tonight", Anna said. "there are too any people around during the day. and very minute is important! perhaps cole has already talked to the police about me. oh god, i wish the bomb had killed him with the others!"
Kev pulled the bag off Jane's head and she saw the gun a few centrimetres for her eyes
Your're Anna, aren't you? My father loves you. You wish the bomb had killed him.
He's very importan to me. That's why I'm going to phone him now.
We could kill her now, and get out of the country tonight.
Outside Parliament, with a camera, shaking it angrily. Taking photos of the back of people's heads. Then pushing forwards to get closer, pressing the camera button again... a second before the bomb exploted.
angry kev aims with the gun at jane
two innocent men will go to prison for thirty years, for somethings you did. But you don't care.
"You remember I came to see you yesterday. i'm ringing because I've got a few more questions to ask you i'm ringing because I've got a few more questions to ask you"
Mr Cole? This is Detective David Hall.
Jane thought. What does all this mean? Then, suddenly, a lot of things came together in her mind, If it was a camera. Perhaps it had been a radio, seding a signal to the bomb.
If you scream,I' ll put a bullet throgh your head. This gun is silenced, no one will hear anything.
Kev's eyes were suddenly full of hate."Care? About what? people in prison, that's not our problem.We care avout staying free. That's good for Ireland.