Finbar Murphy pressed pause on the computer screen. The movie was his own life, more or less. Small coastal town. Gray skies. A pub called The Crossroads. And him, the retired gunman who’d spent thirty years killing for the wrong reasons before discovering he had a soul.
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A knock on his cottage door. Not the gentle kind. The kind that meant business. In.the.Land.of.Saints.and.Sinners.2023.1080p.10...
"I was never a saint," Finbar said quietly. "I just lived among them." Finbar Murphy pressed pause on the computer screen
"Mr. Murphy," the boy said, wiping blood from his mouth. "They say you were a saint once." Gray skies
In a remote Irish village where saints are remembered and sinners are tolerated, a retired assassin must decide which one he’ll become before the Troubles catch up to him.
"In this land," Finbar said, reaching for the shotgun he kept behind the coats, "sinners get confession. Saints get graves. And me? I’m still deciding which one I am."
Finbar Murphy pressed pause on the computer screen. The movie was his own life, more or less. Small coastal town. Gray skies. A pub called The Crossroads. And him, the retired gunman who’d spent thirty years killing for the wrong reasons before discovering he had a soul.
End of preview.
A knock on his cottage door. Not the gentle kind. The kind that meant business.
"I was never a saint," Finbar said quietly. "I just lived among them."
"Mr. Murphy," the boy said, wiping blood from his mouth. "They say you were a saint once."
In a remote Irish village where saints are remembered and sinners are tolerated, a retired assassin must decide which one he’ll become before the Troubles catch up to him.
"In this land," Finbar said, reaching for the shotgun he kept behind the coats, "sinners get confession. Saints get graves. And me? I’m still deciding which one I am."