Ice Cool

By Sean Walsh

Three gangsters, friends from Liverpool, Manchester and London since the English rave days of the late '80’s and '90’s, come together on one balmy spring morning in 'noughties London to pull one last diamond job and fulfill their dreams of a retirement in Ibiza. The friends and their siblings are not the only ones who want to leave it all behind and their enemies (consisting of Manchester Yardies, a branch of the Liverpool Mafia as well as the English Mafia) are waiting to try and snatch the dream away and secure their own ticket to the sun.

“The Hatton diamonds are the prize and with it comes a rioutous catalogue of casualties, scams, double dealing, mischief, back stabbing and above all... Ice Cool.”

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Sep 27, 2011
• ISBN: 9781291938869

Sean Walsh

I've worked and lived in communications all my life: journalist, subeditor, editor, actor, director, producer - here in Ireland and abroad.I fell in love with Hiberno-English a long time ago - English as it is spoken and written in my country - and have been in love with it ever since.I love the challenge of pen and blank paper: creating characters, storylines, drama.If I may share with you some of the gems that have influenced me down the years; I've tried to abide by them but didn't always succeed!"You make your way by taking it..."It does not just happen, you have to make it happen..."Sometimes in stooping down to pick up two pennies one can lose a fortune..."InterestsFriendship - when it is not possessive, controlling...Quiet. Silence - a positive value completely overlooked by many today...Reading - carefully judged. If I'm not hooked by the first sequence - the first paragraph - I won't read any further...Trying, day in day out, not to spill any more milk... and to stop crying over milk already spilt.Not suffering fools gladly...Analysing Casablanca, frame for frame, line by line...(TBC...)PublicationsMy scripts have been broadcast on RTE, Radio One, BBC 4 and, in translation, on European networks; televised on RTE One, BBC One and Channel 4; staged at the Peacock by the Abbey National Theatre, at the Project, the Eblana, the Liverpool Playhouse and on the London Fringe...Credits include The Night of the Rouser. Earwig. The Dreamers. Fugitive. Veil. Penny for Your Travels. Far Side of the Moon. Three for Calvary. Jenny One, Two, Three... The Circus. Centre Circle. Where Do We Go from Here, My Lovely? At The Praetorium. Conclave. Assault on a Citadel.Has conducted many workshops on Creative/Script Writing in Dublin and at various centres around Ireland.Favourite authorsA D Sertillanges. John Henry Newman. Waugh. Greene. Hemingway. Hans Kung.LikesGood conversation. The company of my fellow searchers... Con pane... meaning, with bread... hence company...DislikesArrogant, self-opinionated prigs... Controlling, bullying clerics...Favourite Quote"I passionately hate the idea of being with it. I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time." (Orson Welles (1915 - 1985))

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Ice Cool

Ice Cool

by

Sean Walsh

Other Works by Sean Walsh

Canyon Stars – Film Script 2010

Rock Legend Part I – Film Script 2012

Rock Legend Part II – Film Script 2013

MOB v MAFIA – Film Script 2014

Rock Legend Part III – Film Script 2014

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Synopsis

Three gangsters, friends from Liverpool, Manchester and London since the English rave days of the late ‘80’s and ‘90’s, come together on one balmy spring morning in 'noughties London to pull one last diamond job and fulfill their dreams of a retirement in Ibiza. The friends and their siblings are not the only ones who want to leave it all behind and their enemies (consisting of Manchester Yardies, a branch of the Liverpool Mafia as well as the English Mafia) are waiting to try and snatch the dream away and secure their own ticket to the sun.

The Hatton  diamonds are the prize and with it comes  a rioutous catalogue of casualties, scams, double dealing, mischief, back stabbing and above all Ice Cool.

1  An introduction to Tel, Jonny and Jacko

The three main characters of the film, close friends  Jonny Gallager, from Manchester, Tel Parke from London and Jacko Riley from Liverpool are each telling their part of the same story in the clubs they own in their home cities.

Jonny:   (in Manchester) I did me first job when I was eight. Me and me mates robbed a sweet shop. The other lads were doing it for the candy. They were just kids. They had no idea of money. I was doing it for the reddies. I loved my clothes even then. Me ma couldn't afford to buy me much. So I had to start robbing to pay for the threads. I had the first pair of Nike trainers at school. It all started rolling from then on. I was a thief from Salford. I paid no attention at school. My Dad was on the dole and so were my uncles, so their was no hope for me and the lads. The docks were a rock (hard) place to grow up. If you were from their, you had to be handy with your fists and I had an iron right hook. The lads called it a sledgehammer. I was cock of me school  and got into fighting in my early teens. I used to love it. We were like hyena's going into Manchester and taking on the straight heads. Don't get me wrong, I took a lot of beatings off the old school hard knocks, but it never bothered me.

We woke up to the coin (money) available in Europe in the mid eighties. We'd served our apprenticeship on the streets and  all loved money by then. One of the older Salford hoods put us onto a Credit card and forged note scam in Amsterdam. Within a week we had put a grand together and were off to the dam. We bought a stack load of credit cards and forged ten pound notes. It was money for nothing. I bought a shed load of lacoste and tachine gear with the cards and raided a few jewellers on the way. The security was weak over their and we were fearless. You'd go out at night munching space cakes and getting wasted on Stella beer. You couldn't get it over here back then, but it was a big thing over the pond.

We didn't want to go back to the U.K, but we had to offload the cash. It was 86' and Strange ways had just started going off. I got caught up in the riots and  got nabbed fighting against the Mancs and the dibble (police).

I ended up doing two years in Hindley borstal.

Jacko:   (In Liverpool) My Dad's family were all heads in town. They had a field day on the docks in the fifties. The docks were an Aladdin's cave. They stored everything from electric shavers to ciggies (cigarettes) and whisky. My Dad and his brother's robbed the fucking lot. It wasn't like today were securities tight and everything's in  containers. It was all stored in warehouses and the security guards were all boxed (bribed) off.

By the third year at secondary school I was the cock. I got sent to borstal at sixteen. I wasn't scared. I  new I could take them all. Their was a daddy in their. He sized me up when I got in their and he never came anywhere near me. I wasn't happy about that la so I went after him on the footey field. I butted him and gave him a good pasting. That was that. I was the dog (top dog).

Jonny:   I got out from Hindley on the 11 th July 88' and everything had changed. Everyone was buzzing about e's (ecstasy). I