Original subtitles

This programme contains some scenes which some viewers may find

upsetting from the start and some strong language

Oh, you've definitely got it, you have, Wen.

Oh, I don't know, he'll be off again in a minute.

Oh, he knows!

Where's Daddy?

He's a cracker, isn't he, eh?

Hello, Daddy. Say hello!

I love you.

I love you. I do. Beautiful, bouncing boy.

HELICOPTER WHIRS, SIRENS, SHOUTING

It's a Mitre Delta.

Show Dad. Give us a look, Tim.

Where's my present, Colin? Oh, you've had that.

SHE LAUGHS

SCREAMING

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

SIRENS WAIL

Take this. What am I going to need that for?

It's to remember us by. He's back on Thursday!

Yes, I know, Colin!

Oh, you haven't got any snacks!

What's she like? I heard that, Colin!

BIRDSONG

You don't need to read the manual, you just have to drive.

I like to know what does what.

What are you doing?

Not having it just sitting in front of the house forever.

Colin!

You've only got 50 yards to go.

Right, I'll walk.

Wendy.

Wendy!

Right.

19 quid?

How can a pair of shorts be 19 quid?

Neville Southall ones, innit?

These! Yes!

Just get my seat belt on.

OK. Nice and smooth. All right!

HE CHUCKLES

You're showing you passed.

Oh, get lost. I don't think I've actually ever seen your certificate!

ALARM RINGS

WHITE NOISE

Run! Run!

SCREAMING

SIRENS WAIL

That's it. Turn, Wendy.

Slow! Wendy!

Just stop, will you?! Ooh!

You're going to go through the front!

THEY CHUCKLE I like walking to school anyway!

Wendy? Yeah?

Were you in town? No, I went to pick up the car.

My dad's just given me his car.

What about the kids? Eh?

Were they in town?

Haven't you had the radio on?

No. A bomb's gone off on Bridge Street.

What?

Are Tim and Abbi back? I-I don't know.

I only just got here.

Abs? When did you get back, Dom?

Like, five minutes ago.

Are you OK, Mum?

Wendy, they'll be fine.

Mum.

Abbi?

Margaret.

Margaret, is our Tim here with Piers?

No, Piers is in hospital. Yvonne's there with him now.

What, because of this...?

What about Tim? Tim was with him.

I don't know, was he? Wasn't he?

She didn't say, she just said to come over and...

Look, I'm really sorry, Wendy, but I'm going to have to go.

I'm really sorry.

INDISTINCT VOICES

BEEPING

TELEPHONES RING, DOORS SLAM

Tim has suffered severe head and facial injuries.

He's putting up a brave fight.

I'm sorry.

I need to get back to him.

I promise you we are doing everything we can.

Please stay here. A nurse will be in to you shortly.

Is that Tim's blood?

Hey, surprise. Oh, look!

Happy Mother's Day!

Oh, that's lovely, thank you.

The paper as well!

Yeah, we might even let you read it.

Emma did the butter on the toast.

Charlie did the jam.

Daddy did the kettle. Yeah, because yous aren't allowed to use it!

And who got the flowers?

Who got the flowers from the garden?

You did! LAUGHTER

The town centre was packed with shoppers when the first of the

two bombs exploded just before 12.30.

The bombs had exploded inside metal waste bins

and many people running from the first explosion were caught

by the blast of the second less than a minute later.

Jeff Hughes, Assistant Chief Constable,

condemned what he was sure was an IRA assault on Warrington.

The victims on this occasion have no knowledge

and no interest in any Irish cause,

but that doesn't seem to worry the perpetrators.

The first confirmed death was that of a four-year-old child.

Witnesses saw another victim, a teenager, lying nearby...

TV GOES OFF

Did he do something wrong?

What?

That boy? No.

No, no, he did not.

That should not have happened.

Something like that should never happen.

Why did it, then?

Well, Charlie, some things...

..they go back so far...

Look, people have been trying to sort it out for years.

They have tried and they're trying and if it would make a jot of

difference, we would all try, believe me.

Shall we get some tea? Yeah, good idea, Mummy.

Come on, you, you give Daddy a hand.

Beans on toast or something? Yeah. OK.

HE SOBS

I can smell burning.

Something's burning. No, no, that's...

..that's the bomb.

I'll give you a moment.

Hello, sweetheart.

Hello.

Mummy's here.

Mr and Mrs Parry?

Could we talk to you on camera?

No.

Wendy.

A few words.

They say he has battlefield injuries.

His shoulders, both his shoulders and both his wrists are broken.

He has shrapnel burns to his upper arms and chest.

His legs are damaged and...

..his head and face are...

They've half-destroyed him.

And for what, eh?

For what?

BELL RINGS

HORN HONKS

HORN HONKS

Move back!

HORN HONKS

Move!

HORN HONKS

Move!

You bastard!

It's all right. I'm going to see what's going on.

There we go. I'll tuck you in.

Everything is fine, OK?

Sleep tight.

Good morning. It's seven o'clock on Monday the 22nd of March.

There's been no change in the condition of 12-year-old Timothy Parry,

the boy who suffered dreadful injuries

in Saturday's IRA bomb attacks in Warrington in Cheshire.

The hospital said this morning that

Timothy remained in a very critical condition.

Just days after the weekend's IRA bomb attacks on Warrington,

how are the people of the town beginning to pick up the pieces

and come to terms with the tragic loss?

We'd love to hear from you, the listener,

your views and your opinions on all the big stories of the day.

Yes, hello, hello.

I'd like to talk about what's happened in Warrington.

Look, I...I feel sick about it.

I mean, is killing some little children

in some small place whilst they're clutching their Mother's Day cards,

is that acceptable now, is it?

Is that legitimate? Because I don't think it is,

and if anyone agrees, I'd like them to join me.

Join you, Miss McHugh?

Yes, yes, I've booked a room at Trinity College for Wednesday,

this Wednesday, and everyone's welcome. Everyone.

This...this can't go on.

So you actually want to do something about it?

Look, I'm just an ordinary woman with two children,

a cat and a mortgage, but enough is enough.

Good on you, Mrs McHugh. Thanks for the call.

SHE EXHALES

DOOR OPENS

So there I was, in the office,

having me lunch, and the funniest thing -

I hear this voice... Oh, Fran, I'm so sorry.

I didn't know they were going to mention the name of the creche

on air. You're not about to sack me, are you?

Sack you? Don't be ridiculous.

I'm here to join you.

You're a dark horse, Susan McHugh.

Susan. What? Can I speak to you for a sec?

Yes, love?

Did Fran know you were going to ring?

No, she was just listening at work.

Were you? It was Liveline, love. Everyone was listening.

I know.

Fran is going to take the next couple of days off.

Do you think you could?

Susan!

What? What are you doing, love?

A meeting. I'm organising a meeting.

They've said I can have the room for free.

No, it's not the cost that worries me.

What...what are you trying to achieve?

A meeting. A meeting.

Look, if we can get a couple of people together, a dozen, maybe...

What then? I don't know.

More meetings. We're not organising a bring-and-buy, Susan.

Oh.

What, are you going to write a letter to the IRA?

The INLA, the UVF, the UDA?

The British Army, the RUC?

Give them all a piece of your mind?

Is it about what Charlie said?

Well, how did it make you feel?

You said yourself there's nothing we can do to make a difference.

I know I said that, but then I realised I never tried.

You know, last week it was a boy called Tim from Warrington

and this week it could be Charlie from Clontarf, so if it's OK...

..if it's OK, I'm not going to wait until then.

What about her, eh, Arthur?

Can you believe it? No, Fran, I can't.

Mrs McHugh?

Yes? Would you be up for an interview?

Yes.

Of course, if our Tim's going to be a goalie, just any shorts won't do.

No. No, no, it's fine.

I like talking about him.

I want to.

Put him on the cover.

I want everyone to know what a corker he is.

He's cheeky...

Mum? Yeah?

We weren't sure whether or not to...

It's your Mother's Day card. Yeah.

It's really nice.

You haven't had any tea.

I...I didn't want anything. No, no, you've got to eat.

I'll just have Shreddies or something. No, no, goodness me.

You are not having Shreddies, OK?

Erm...

What can I do...

Lasagne?

Mum... No. No, no. OK.

Well, let's just have sandwiches.

Keep it simple, yes?

Give me a hand, sweetie, get the bread out for me.

Thank you.

Hey, do you remember when he went away with the Scouts?

It wasn't right, was it?

Without him. It didn't feel right.

But we kept going, didn't we?

We just kept going and before we knew it...

..he...

..he was back.

Yeah?

He was home.

He is coming home.

OK?

Yeah.

Come here, my love.

Come on.

Ohh.

RADIO CHATTER

But, as I say, as far as the brain is concerned,

we'll be able to do more detailed tests in the morning.

So we'll know better what his chances are then? Yes.

Um, as you know, there's a lot of media interest

and we're wondering what you'd like us to do.

The foyer is swarming with journalists at the moment.

Should we tell them to leave

or would you maybe like to pick one of them to speak to?

I'd like to speak to them all.

Oh, if you're sure.

We are. We're not.

Sorry, I...I... I don't want to speak to them.

I don't want to speak to anybody.

Well, I'm not going to do it without you.

Well, Colin, I'm not going to sit there and talk about things

I know nothing about. Well, speak about Tim, then.

Yeah, but he's nobody else's business. Well, he is now!

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

Look, I'm...

Sorry.

I'm sorry, it's just...

He is going to be in the papers, Wen.

And I want to keep him there.

I'll make sure that everything they say is right,

that they know what a... what a cracker he is.

And I know you don't want anyone to see your pain,

but I could not care less if they see mine.

Talking to people is the only thing that's keeping me sane.

OK.

It's your choice.

It's up to you.

He'll never be Tim...

..as we know him, but, erm...

..if he survives...

..and God willing he does...

HE SOBS

..we will make a life for him.

Sorry.

In the evening, the town's shopping centre was reopened,

though police officers were still continuing

their fingertip search for clues.

I don't feel very safe any more.

I just had to come, you know, I just wanted to show my sympathy.

I mean, have they got kids of their own?

It shows how sick they are when they can do it.

They've obviously got no heart. Obviously heartless bastards

to go out and do something like this to kids.

Police made an appeal for calm,

warning against threats rumoured to have been made against Warrington's

old, established Irish community.

KNOCKING

Hi, you don't mind if I leave one of these with you, do you?

I, erm... I called Liveline yesterday.

Mother of God, that was you?

Yes. You want me to join you to make a stand against Republicanism,

is that right? No, no.

That's where you're at. Stand against the Irish?

No, that's not... What about the bombings here in Dublin?

33 dead, 33 of our own.

What? You mean 20 years ago...?

Did you ring Liveline then, did you?

Oh, hello, Pauline. I hope you don't mind me calling around.

This is about your meeting, is it?

Oh, you heard. Do you think you might be joining us?

Oh, I'd love to, I would.

Oh, fantastic. It's just that I look after our Diane on Wednesday,

you know, so... Oh.

Look, I'm making a stand against killing children.

This isn't political. It isn't?

No. Johnathan Ball, a three-year-old boy, died on Saturday,

and a young Timothy Parry is still fighting for his life.

A five-month-old died when the loyalists hit us

and they did it with RUC and British collusion too, if you ask me.

When they get the troops off this island, you come back to me then.

WHISPERS: I got a little bit stuck.

Any time I tried to move, she wasn't impressed.

SHE EXHALES

How did it go?

Knocked on half the doors in Dublin.

Not sure I can manage the other half before the meeting.

I'd, er...

I'd like to help you try.

TV: The thoughts of the people are now with the most seriously injured.

12-year-old Tim Parry suffered what doctors described as

horrific facial injuries and his condition

has seriously deteriorated.

Three-year-old Johnathan Ball was killed in the blast and thousands of

Dubliners today signed a book of condolence for his family

and the people of Warrington.

Many queued from half past eight this morning to express

their outrage at the bombing.

I've taken the liberty of switching the room.

Why?

You didn't say you were going on Liveline.

Does it matter?

See for yourself.

SILENCE

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mrs Susan McHugh.

WHISPERS: She wasn't expecting this many.

No, no, she'll be fine.

Thank you so much for coming tonight.

I...

I honestly never thought...

Well, look...

I'm not here to tell any of you what to do.

The truth is, I don't really have a clue.

We want to hear from you,

we want as many of you as possible to stand up and speak tonight.

Because no more bombs can be planted in our name.

Do you know how many children have been killed in this conflict?

It's not a figure we hear, but it's one we should.

135. Jesus, that's heartbreaking.

Absolutely, it should.

We should get out there and talk to people, make a bit of noise.

We should meet in O'Connell Street.

O'Connell Street? Outside the GPO.

Why not?

GPO's a great idea. What do you think?

In Dublin tonight, a rally has been held in sympathy with the people of

Warrington. More than 400 people crowded into the hall at Trinity College

in response to a call from a Dublin woman, Susan McHugh,

for Irish people to demonstrate their disgust at the bombing.

It shouldn't be allowed under any circumstances.

I'm as good an Irishman as any of them fellas that planted that bomb.

I just felt that it's time we did something.

The Irish community in Warrington are going to

be in trouble over this, as well.

Just Irish people don't agree with this, we just want to show that.

ON RADIO: Any bombings in England or Ireland where people are killed,

I feel sickened by it, because I've always...

For Christ's sake, do we have to have this on all the time?

Wait.

..that's worth killing innocent people for, or killing anyone, regardless, on both sides.

And the years have gone on. I don't know how many years it is now...

RADIO OFF

Hey. Try and get some sleep, yeah?

I'm so very sorry to have to tell you that Tim has not shown any response

It is very bad news.

There's no sign of brain activity.

And I'm afraid now there's no longer any hope of any.

I know how devastating this must be.

Today, we would be seeking your permission to withdraw life support.

SILENT

Now when the ventilator is switched off,

it can be distressing. He can go into spasm.

Oh, God.

Oh. I feel it's best you know now.

I...

I just can't do that.

I just can't do it.

It's OK. OK.

Do you want to go in and see him now?

Hey.

Oh...I...

I love you.

SHE SOBS

MONITOR BEEPS

MONITOR FLATLINE TONE

DISLOCATED VOICE

30 minutes ago, our boy, Tim, slipped away.

We'd been told that...

..things might happen...

..but he went peacefully as I held him.

Mrs Parry, your family's dignity and strength over the past few days has moved people

on both sides of this conflict.

If it were up to you, what would you like to see happen now?

I don't...

We heard about that lady, the one from Dublin trying to do something.

I'm sorry, I didn't catch her name.

Mrs McHugh. Yes, Mrs McHugh.

And we're clinging to that.

The hope that some good can come out of this,

because if you'd been in there a few minutes ago,

you'd know that it has to.

That can't be for nothing.

It has to.

Wendy.

No.

There have been other movements like yours in the past, haven't there?

The Peace People in particular.

Why do you think you can succeed where they failed?

Oh, well. Look, it's not a competition.

We're doing our best is all.

You're planning a second meeting at the General Post Office.

The focal point of the Easter Rising and Ireland's fight for independence.

Would you say that your so-called Peace '93 movement is almost a second

Easter Rising?

Well... An Easter Rising for peace.

For peace, yes, but...

Can you see how some people might find that a little provocative?

Well, it can hardly be as provocative as

killing little children on the eve of Mother's Day, now, can it?

So, no, I...

I think it's the ideal place.

ON TV: 12-year-old Tim Parry, the Warrington bomb victim,

has lost his six-day fight for life in a Liverpool hospital.

His parents were at his bedside when he died.

Yeah, yeah.

Just hold on one second.

Sue, Sue.

There's someone on from the Late Late, they want to know if you'll go on tomorrow.

Most-watched show in the country.

Susan?

I don't think I'll be here.

I think I should go to Warrington.

Warrington? Sue, we only have a couple of days to organise this.

I know, but when I get on the stage,

I don't think the message should come from me,

I think it should come from them.

Sorry. Actually, I don't think she'll be here.

ON TV: Was the Prime Minister as moved as I was by the spontaneous and powerful

expressions of sympathy and support from the people of Dublin for the

people of Warrington? Does he agree with me that people like Susan McHugh

speak for millions when they say, "Enough is enough"?

You've got somebody... They just want to ask you a few questions.

Not sure this is a good idea.

They just want to have a quick chat about what's happened.

Is everything OK?

They really don't want to speak to anybody...Irish.

Come on. The Parrys are talking to people.

Well, the husband is anyway.

Thank you.

ON TV: Police in Northern Ireland have called for extra vigilance in the face of

intensifying attacks by lawless paramilitaries in response to the recent

campaign of IRA attacks on mainland Britain.

The outlawed loyalist group, the Ulster Freedom Fighters,

have said they killed four men and seriously wounded a fifth in a shooting

at Castlerock in County Londonderry.

The men, all Catholics,

were arriving for work when their van was attacked by two gunmen.

Terrorism brings nothing but agony and misery.

But I think as we condemn terrorism,

we do need to bear in mind that there are many people in Dublin...

DOORBELL

..elsewhere in the Republic of Ireland...

For Christ's sake, just leave us alone.

..and Irish citizens in this country who condemn and detest the terrorists.

Hi, Mrs Parry.

Hi. My name's Susan.

Sue McHugh. Mrs McHugh?

Yes, and this is my husband.

Arthur.

What are you doing here?

Well, I heard you mention me on the television and we're holding a rally

now, so... So I hear.

Oh, you do?

What are you standing out there for?

Come on in.

Thank you.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

I hope you don't mind us dropping by like this.

No, no.

You've done Colin some good, so...

I was just saying, if you ever wanted to come over, you'd be so welcome.

Sorry?

To Ireland.

Look, I'm sure it's the last thing on your mind,

but if you could see how people feel and the support that is...

Are you all right, love? I think it's probably time to get going, eh?

Thanks for dropping by.

Sue, I was just telling Arthur,

I don't think we have a message, really, but...

..you don't need to speak for us anyway.

Speak for Tim, Johnathan, let them be heard.

I'll see you out. Bye.

My God.

They really bloody mean it.

Oh, God. Everything that's happened and she thinks a trip to Ireland's going to make it better.

I don't think that's what she means.

She's got no idea.

She's trying. Why?

What's it got to do with her?

PHONE RINGS

What time is it? It's OK.

Hello.

FROM PHONE: Mrs McHugh?

Yes. I've been following your campaign.

You're making quite the impact, aren't you?

How are you all holding up?

Good, yes, good.

Sorry, who is this? Hello?

You expect us to believe that you're just some mum who opened her Mother's Day card

and picked up the phone, is that right? What?

Are you working for the British?

Who was that?

Have there been others?

We didn't want to upset you.

That phone rings all day.

The moment you put it down, it goes again.

And the vast, vast majority are offering help, support, but not everyone.

You should've told me. Sue, what did you expect?

Don't tell me you haven't once checked under your car these last few days?

No.

Why would we?

The RUC have discovered another makeshift bomb factory in Belfast yesterday. Another one.

Things are coming loose.

I mean, anything, anything could happen.

PHONE BEEPS

Listen. What? Just listen.

CLICKING

I can hear some clicking.

Someone's listening.

What? Who?

Oh, God.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Yes, yes, it is indeed.

It is indeed.

CLICKING FROM PHONE

PHONE BEEPS

Mammy? Oh.

What are you doing up? You turned my light out.

You were asleep.

I'm not now.

Come on.

# Heaven's morning breaks

# And earth's vain shadows flee

# In life, in death

# O, Lord, abide with me. #

And I speak on my behalf and behalf of my family.

No-one else.

I have no political or religious message to give you.

It seems to me that I'm not qualified to do that.

But people have said that Tim hasn't died in vain.

That good must come of this.

And I hope...

I hope that's true.

Because if my son becomes a symbol for peace...

..and gives everyone a new sense of hope...

..after so much tragedy...

..then that will be Tim's...

..unique achievement.

TV NEWSREADER: The funeral has taken place of the second victim of the Warrington bomb attack,

12-year-old Tim Parry.

At the service, his father, Colin,

said he hoped his son would become a symbol of peace and give people a new

sense of hope after so much tragedy.

This is where you've been hiding. Hiya.

Oh, Wendy.

Hey.

What you said today...

..it was really great.

You think? Yeah.

Oh, that's...

Because I think we can really do something, too, you know?

Everyone wants to speak to us at the moment, but it won't last forever. Attention will move on.

Well, that's something to be thankful for at least.

No.

No, if things don't change now, I'm not sure they ever will.

So what if they do? It's too late...

Yeah, but not for others.

Look, I think we should get involved, you know, try to understand.

There's nothing to understand, Colin.

No, but we need to speak to as many people as possible whilst they're still prepared to listen.

No, no.

We need to grieve in private, in peace.

Wendy... We need to keep some semblance of normality for Dom, for Abbi.

I can't bear for this to be the end.

I can't cope with that.

What else is there? No, this has to be the start of something!

Colin, you asked me to sit by you, and I have done, until today.

If you want to carry on, that is OK...

..but you will be on your own.

I checked.

Did you know what you were looking for?

Not a clue.

HE EXHALES

ENGINE STARTS

You've got to come and see this.

I have done. No, no, you've got to see it now.

Oh, Jesus.

What have you gotten us into, eh, missus?

HUBBUB

Hey. Look, forget about them, ignore them all.

Just pick one person, yeah?

Just one. Speak to them.

Hey, Susan, you've got lippy on your teeth.

Oh, such an eejit.

No, you're not. Is it gone? Yeah.

You'll be grand.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

136.

That's how many children I'm told have been killed in these Troubles.

136.

Well, today I don't speak as me.

I speak as them.

Today I am the voice of a child and I say, "Please, please, please, make this stop!"

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

You know, the youngest victim was a baby. A baby.

So when people say that...

CLAMOUR

When people say that this is just an emotional reaction, I say, "You're right".

Because none of us need apologise for reacting emotionally to the death of a child.

None of us need apologise for making a stand against that,

and I will not apologise for saying what I said on Liveline.

Enough is enough.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

ON TV: The belief now is that this is the beginning of a new peace movement

which will make a difference.

Certainly the numbers turned out here in Dublin today to support that

theory, though only time will finally tell.

ON TV: But even here on this occasion of peace, there was trouble.

In the charged emotional atmosphere,

the crowd rounded on some Nationalist families from Northern Ireland,

assuming incorrectly they had come in support of the IRA.

They had in fact come in peace to protest against their children being

killed by the security forces.

Have you any comment to make on the fighting?

Sorry, what? Some families of the victims of the British Army came down

here today from Belfast to protest against your apparent focus on the

victims of Republicans.

Well, this isn't my focus.

I'm... And they were punched and kicked.

I think there was a misunderstanding and people thought they were supporting the IRA.

Do you think violence is acceptable at a peace rally?

No.

Mrs McHugh, have you ever even been to the North?

There you go.

Thank you.

We should speak to them.

Who?

The protestors.

Do you want me to get a number for them, or...?

No, no. We should go up to Belfast,

and not just speak to them, to everyone.

"We"? Yeah.

All right. Getting quite involved now, are we?

Too right, Mrs McHugh.

Because I was worried you didn't know what you were getting yourself into,

but you're into it now and we all are.

We can't spend all our time worrying about where the sparks land

and avoid the bonfire.

SCHOOL BELL RINGS

Hiya.

Oh, love.

You OK? Yeah.

Yeah, I just needed to get back to work.

Where do you want me?

Come on, I'll show you.

All right, lads.

Mash, one or two? Beans...

SHE SOBS

It's OK.

MUFFLED SOBS

Oh, God...

BIRDSONG

Hiya.

Hey.

You're like ice.

Am I? Come here.

I'm sorry, Wen.

I've been trying to stop everyone from forgetting.

When I should've been thinking about you. No.

My family.

Hey.

It's going to be about all of you now.

I promise.

Why... Why can't it be about both?

Hello, ma'am. Licence, please. Yeah.

You're listening to Radio Ulster, 94.5FM. Thank you.

On The Ciaran Maguire Show later this afternoon,

the organiser of last weekend's peace rally in Dublin, Susan McHugh,

will be in conversation with voices

from different sides of the political divide here in Belfast.

RADIO CHATTER

Clear off, lads.

My wee girl was innocent.

And she was murdered, too.

But because she was murdered by the security forces rather than the IRA,

that means she isn't seen as innocent, and neither am I.

Has she not the same value?

Oh, she has. Yes. Yes.

Do you know HER name?

When I lost her,

no-one in Dublin picked up a phone.

No-one sent flowers.

Your outrage about the English children outrages me...

..because it reminds me of the outrage you didn't feel.

When you say, "They didn't deserve it", that implies...

That implies we did.

I didn't mean that. I have never meant that.

You're being selective, Mrs McHugh,

and that's why we came to your rally.

Until a few days ago,

you had no idea 134 children were killed before Warrington, did you?

No.

How many would you have said, if someone asked?

I don't know. Roughly?

Roughly?

Less than that.

A lot less? A lot less, yes.

In the six days after Warrington, there were six murders.

Catholic men, all killed by loyalists.

I know.

Do you?

Yes.

Do you know their names?

My focus is the children.

To six mothers out there, they're all children, too.

I know how the Parrys feel.

I understand them.

I don't understand you.

My wee girl was murdered and no-one cared.

I do.

I do, I promise you, I do.

Now, yes.

Why not then?

You all right? Yeah.

You think you've something in common with me, don't you?

Because you made a stand against the IRA.

Have you lost someone in this conflict?

No. No.

No.

"She wants to meet you," they said.

Someone like you.

Well, OK, OK. I'm here - fine.

Here's my problem, though, Mrs McHugh.

People in the South, people like you might be sympathetic to me,

might not. But either way, you still think of me as Irish.

Northern Irish, maybe, but Irish still.

Well, I'm not.

The word sticks in my craw, let me tell you.

I'm an Ulsterwoman.

I have nothing in common with you.

Ireland's another country.

England is another country.

And, to be absolutely honest...

..I'd prefer it if you just went home.

BIRDS CAW

SHE SOBS

Jesus.

Hey...

Hey, hey.

There can be no greater tragedy in life

than parents having to bury their own.

No child should have died in this conflict.

But we have suffered, too.

We've all suffered. War is war.

So is that it, then? It's wrong, it's tragic,

but because no-one side can get what it wants, it has to continue,

till what? There's nobody left, is that right?

Did you hear Mrs McHugh, gentlemen?

Oh, believe me, we've all heard Mrs McHugh these last lot of weeks.

And would either of you like to reply?

I hope not. I hope not.

Well, I'd say the same. Of course.

But if I may, I'd like to ask Mrs McHugh a question, too.

Has being here, speaking to people, made you see things any differently?

Well...over the last few years

I think the North has become something else.

It's like a room nobody wants to enter, and when you do, it hurts.

When I called Liveline, I didn't have a master plan.

I didn't know any of this was going to happen.

So, yes, I've made a lot of mistakes.

I'm not against some killing.

I want to make that absolutely clear.

I'm against it all.

I mean, since Warrington,

the loyalist paramilitaries have seemed intent on proving that

anything the IRA does, they can do much worse, so...

You're just an apologist for the IRA, then.

What? Their murders are justified.

Absolutely not. That's not what I'm saying.

You've been intimidated, Mrs McHugh.

Anyone can see that. Here we go. No.

Yes. And now you're reciting their propaganda.

Well, shame on you.

Shame on you.

RADIO PRESENTER: Susan McHugh came to Belfast to say her campaign is impartial,

but some feel she's favouring one kind of victim over another

while others feel in condemning all violence,

she's saying there's no difference between the actions of the IRA

and the security forces.

I would like to have seen Susan McHugh sit down for a month or so

with the information that she can get her hands on

and then form her peace campaign.

My child has been murdered, too, and I find it very hard to see

how Mrs McHugh could make this difference.

I can't speak for Susan.

I don't know. But if talking would bring peace, we'd have peace,

because lots of people talk.

I don't think I can do this any more.

You're just tired, is all, love.

It's been hectic... No.

No.

I didn't want to hurt anyone, Arthur.

Well, they were hurting before, love.

It's like I've become some novelty.

It's like, "Oh, look at that little woman, taking off her apron and playing with the fellas."

Yeah, that might have been how they presented it,

but it isn't why...

it isn't why hundreds turned up,

hundreds turned into thousands and thousands.

I just wanted to do something.

Just be able to look Charlie in the eye and tell him I tried, me.

But you have.

Love, you have.

God love you, Susan, if it had been left to the rest of us,

for sure, nothing would have been achieved. Has it anyway?

Susan...

HE SIGHS

SEAT BELT UNFASTENS

Sue... Fran, everyone's going to have to leave.

Yeah, sure. No, look.

This isn't some party HQ, this is a house, a home.

I'm sorry. All right, sure. No, Sue.

Right, everyone's going to have to leave. Hiya.

I really hope you meant that invite.

Let me give you a hand. Oh, thanks.

12,123 cards - that's how many we got.

Just over 10,000 of them were from the Republic or the North,

so we felt we had to come.

I'm sorry about the welcome.

Do you want a top-up? Yeah. No, no, I'm sorry about mine.

There you go. Thanks.

Colin's right, we can't stay out of it.

We're here to join you. There's so much that Colin can do.

There's so much both of you can do.

Oh, no. I don't know enough, so...

You know more than you think.

I don't know the history, so...

But you know how you feel.

What's happened has given you the right to speak to anyone and have them listen. Need to listen.

Nothing the rest of us say matters a jot compared to you.

My hands are shaking now.

That's OK, it's all right.

Mine have been going for weeks.

So what do we do? Where do we start?

APPLAUSE

Some 34 days ago,

two bombs rocked the busy town centre of Warrington

as many young children shopped for Mother's Day gifts.

The death of three-year-old Johnathan Ball

and, five days later, 12-year-old Tim Parry,

brought home to everyone on these islands the true horror

of the terrorism and murder that has happened.

An unprecedented wave of sympathy swept through all communities.

And after one simple phone call by the now ubiquitous Mrs McHugh,

Dublin witnessed its biggest peace demonstration in over 20 years.

And throughout all of this, the thing that most impressed people

was the courage of the families involved.

Late last night,

one of them contacted us and asked if they could speak to you directly.

And they're here tonight.

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please welcome

the mother and father of the young Timothy Parry, Colin and Wendy.

APPLAUSE

Welcome.

What brings you here to Ireland?

Well...

It's important to us. It's...

Sorry about the tremor in my voice.

Take your time.

It feels important.

It does, doesn't it? Mm-hm.

And why? Why is that?

Well, we've come to say...

..we want to say...

..thank you.

Thank you?

Uh, yes.

For what?

So many of you have taken a stand,

have rallied or actually written to us.

Thousands and thousands expressing guilt and shame at the things that

have been done in Ireland's name.

And we wanted to come to say that

we don't hold the Irish people responsible at all.

We don't.

And to say thank you for that support instead. That...

Kindness.

Yeah. Kindness.

to act, to speak out,

and then there are those that would rather do anything but.

I think that's me, probably.

Sorry, should I carry on? Please.

I mean, I'm one of those who just wants to live their own life,

to look after their family,

to, um, to do their job.

I think loads of us are like that, I think that's most of us, actually.

But I suppose I'm here to say...

You need to know that tomorrow it could be you,

it could be you that comes home to find their neighbour waiting,

asking if you know where your children are.

It could be you opening your Mother's Day card,

Father's Day card, and feeling...

It could be you.

And the way the people you love react won't be the way that you do.

At least not at the same time.

And that will drive you crazy

and you'll try and hold things together, keep things the same.

And just when you think it can't get any worse

than somebody killing your boy,

you'll find out that others have killed in his name.

136 children, 136 families

all in this...this club together,

the...the bereaved parents club.

Now you know Tim's face now, Johnathan's, but there are those

that you don't know. There are those pictures that you will never see.

And I think I speak on behalf of everyone in that club

when I say that...

We just don't want anyone else to join.

The politicians will say, "Nothing can be done. There's nothing more we can do."

But we can't accept that, can we?

We have to...

keep making them try, and try and try, until they succeed.

Because, as Sue McHugh says, enough is enough now.

I may not know how to, um...

..untangle all the wrongs that have been done or how to stop...

another child from dying, but I know that we have to.

That we must.

APPLAUSE

Thank you. Thank you.

OK, I think we'll take a break here.

Well done. Well done.

I'll tell you how to get to Goodison Park...

Once you get to Trinity, just skirt around it

and you'll get to the river, yeah?

You OK? Yeah.

Right. Bye-bye, you. Come on, then.

Bye. See you.

Mrs Parry?

Thanks so much for coming over.

Gosh. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Really nice to meet you.

Well done. Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

This is Dominic and Paddy.

I am the voice of a child saying today,

"Please, please, please make it stop!"

APPLAUSE

Would you welcome, please, Colin and Wendy Parry.

APPLAUSE

# I had a simple dream

# My heart filled with hope

# A little more and again than the past... #

If my son becomes a symbol for peace

and gives everyone a new sense of hope, then that will be Tim's...

..unique achievement.

# Peaceful dream

# Peaceful dream

# Come and share my peaceful dream

# Oh, I know I did complain

# Even on a sunny day

# I know I moaned about some little things

# But I kept my spirits up

# Set aside enough

# Love to keep us dry When it rains

# Peaceful dream

# Peaceful dream

# Come and share my peaceful

# Dream. #