Jake wakes up in the back of the truck, hands tied in front of him, back and ribs protesting the movements of the truck beneath him, and he blearily looks at the houses going by outside the truck's cap's windows one eyed, his left eye swollen almost completely closed. He can see that they are only a few streets away from his father's home and hopes that that isn't where They're going, but knowing, deep down, that it is. He looks away from the window and sees that his shoulder is still bleeding rather heavily and his shirt and jacket are completely saturated in his blood, and is dripping steadily onto the floor beneath him. A few more painful minutes of driving and the truck stops, Jake can see that they are in fact stopped outside of his father's home and hopes that they listened to his advice and got their guns out.
An unknown man comes around the truck and, after opening the back up, drags Jake painfully out of the truck bed and back out into the winter storm, forcing him to walk in front of the man and the man with the broken nose, the other man nowhere in sight, hands still tied in front of him. Jake walks hunched over his aching ribs, trying to ignore the burning in his shoulder and the painful twinges in his back as he hobbles towards the front door, gun pressed into his back painfully. When they get to the front door the new man stops him and rings the doorbell, the quiet murmurs from inside the house stopping, and a shadow flicking across the door before Malachy opens the door, eyes widening at the sight before him.
Jake stands, hands tied before him, with two men at his back. The left side of Jake's face is covered in blood, eye swollen shut and lip busted open. Mal can see blood staining the left side of his son's jacket and shirt beneath. His hands and knuckles are scraped and bleeding and Mal can see rips in Jake's jacket at the elbows. From the way that Jake is slightly hunched forward he can see that his ribs have also been hurt. Malachy finally looks back at his son's face, taking in all the other injuries in seconds, and sees a look of extreme pain before he shifts his gaze to the other two men, one looking around nervously and the other glaring at him determinately before motioning them inside with the gun previously against Jake's back.
Malachy opens the door all the way and steps back, backing into the living room, Jake following along as fast as his injuries will allow. The man without the gun closes the door behind them. Inside the living room Jake can see Christian, Rose and his father: Leslie, Tinny, Des, and Kathleen nowhere in sight. Something for which, Jake is mostly grateful for. As Jake steps into the room, the man with the gun behind him, the gun pointed towards the others in the room, Leslie steps out from behind one of the chairs, close to the wall where she was hidden, and points her gun at the man's head.
"Put the gun down, now!" she orders, voice strong, though her eyes flicker with worry towards Jake.
"I don't think so, if you don't put your gun down, your friend here will have another hole in his body." replies the man, pointing the gun once more towards Jake, who is trying to inch his way away from the two men.
Malachy slowly pulls his own gun out and, when the man with the gun is looking away, draws it out and points it at the two men who had had his son.
"I don't think you're really in a position to be telling us what to do" says Malachy, stepping closer to them and his son.
The man closest to the door, who is unarmed, raises his hands in defeat, his face a mask of nervousness. Malachy waves him forward with his free hand, and the man walks towards them, Christian taking a firm grip of his arms, as Leslie takes a step closer to the armed man. Jake has made it halfway across the living room, the armed man having dropped his gun after being outnumbered, when the third man breaks through the back door and opens fire on the room.
Christian releases the nervous man, and grabs Rose, pulling her down onto the floor. Leslie moves back against the wall and the man who had the gun runs towards the front door. Jake tries to get out of the way but his injuries impede his ability to move quickly and another bullet catches him in his side as he crashes to the floor, a loud moan of pain escaping from between his clenched teeth.
Malachy shifts his gun towards where the man is standing and opens fire, hitting the man quickly and killing him. The third man, the one who originally had a gun, uses the diversion as an opportunity to run out the front door and he speeds off in the truck, leaving the Doyle family with a dead body, a prisoner and a seriously injured Jake. As soon as the noise dies down Christian, Rose, Malachy and Leslie rush to Jake's side and they are not happy with what they see.