A play by Graham Reid

'They didn't kill him on the doorstep. He didn't die at the hands of his enemies. He's going to die at the hands of his friends. He's going to die a day at a time, an inch at a time, a wash. a walk, a meal at a time. Some people die and they're buried in a box. in the ground, in a hole....decently. Not us, not bloody us.'

BBC Northern Ireland