[music playing]
I can't see Brother Benedict
as my spiritual leader
on this Earth.
I just resent everything
he stands for.
PRIEST: Ah, you see pride again.
The worst sin of all.
Well, that's the way I feel.
PRIEST: Look, only by
bending your will to others
and above all God will
you find your true self.
I've tried.
PRIEST: Not enough.
Your lack of belief
is sheer pride.
God knows I've tried.
PRIEST: You see, you believe.
There is a core that
resists giving up your will.
You must continue to pray,
even though you don't believe.
Loss of faith can be temporary.
We've all gone through it.
Right.
If there's nothing else, God
give your pardon and peace,
and I absolve you from sins
in the name of the Father
and of the Son of
the Holy Ghost.
[theme music]
[interspersed voices]
Haleron, how many
times have I told you,
you measure it twice and
cut once Get a new piece.
[inaudible]
[inaudible]
It's only me, boys.
[knock on door]
Come in.
Brother Sebastian,
this is Mrs. Kane.
And this is her son,
Owen, whose company we're
about to have the pleasure of.
Not yet shaven and
already a scoundrel,
but he'll not be
that when we send
him back to you, Mrs. Kane.
How long will it take?
As long as it's necessary.
k*ll and cure is my method.
There may be pain in the
curing process, Mrs. Kane,
but I'm sure we'll
have your backing.
Indeed, you have,
Brother Benedict.
It was my last hope
after the others.
Two of them.
Both in jail.
I let him get
away with m*rder.
And this all the
thanks I get for it.
If I'd been like
some mothers I know,
I don't know how
often he's run away,
five or six, so I'm tired of it.
But I just can't
cope with it anymore.
I've tried everything else.
BROTHER BENEDICT: You see
what you've done, boy?
I hope you're proud of yourself.
Brother Sebastian, will you show
Master Kane to his quarters?
Watch him.
He has a tendency
to lift anything
which is not nailed down.
Too bloody right.
This is you, Kane.
Personals in here.
Put these on.
I'll be outside.
And the boy's father?
He's in England.
Since?
Two, maybe three years.
How did he treat the boy?
Well, he'd give him a smack
sometimes for wetting the bed.
Smack?
Yeah, with the shaving strap.
And is there anybody else now?
No.
I meant, to keep
the boy in check?
No, there's nobody.
You're train.
Dublin's a long
walk if you miss it.
Thanks very much, Brother,
for all you're doing.
I can't tell you what a
weight it is off my mind.
It's what we're for.
[knock on door]
BROTHER BENEDICT: Come in.
What a despicable piece a goods.
The boy?
The mother.
Ah, I should warn you
the boy takes fits.
How is your father?
Oh, fine.
Fine, thanks.
It's hard to tell from letters.
He always puts a
brave face on things.
Hey, Mol.
Michael.
Michael.
Who's the man.
How are you?
As you can see
him fighting fit.
Good.
Good.
You're looking well
yourself, Michael.
Thanks, Molly.
Well, I'm off.
Some of us have to work.
Sorry, Dad.
Molly?
Hm?
How is things?
Oh, he's doing
good. [inaudible].
Bye, now.
Goodbye.
Thanks, Molly.
Great.
Tea.
and angel cake.
The elephant never forgets.
Ah.
Just a bit.
Oh, sorry.
Was that my fault?
Yes.
Mind my ears.
I hate water in my ears.
All right.
Eak.
Sit up.
OK.
Up to bed.
Come on.
Stiff elbows.
One, two, three.
You remember that?
You were way up to my
knees in the stream
lift your cross stiff elbows,
like Saint Christopher.
Damned if I could do it now.
Sit up.
Now sit.
You sit back.
You're as bad as your
woman with the orders.
Does none of the
power come back?
Not much.
Ask me, till I go.
Who's talking of going?
Just how I feel it, Michael.
Don't be daft.
It's just that there's no
one to take over the farm.
What?
Ah, never mind.
There wasn't a happier
man in Ireland the day
you joined the brothers.
It's just that it will
have to go with me.
The face is more important than
everything else put together.
[crowd sounds]
Come on!
That's it!
Come on.
Fast.
Where did you get these scars?
- Me Da.
What for?
Come on, boys.
Come on.
Come on, Kane.
How many months are you going
to trail on this one, eh?
Keep your nose clean
for three months.
Yeah?
And write to your uncle.
See if he'll give you a
start when you do get out.
Send in the next, will you?
OK, Kane.
You were saying the last
day without your mother.
Tell me that story again.
I want to get it right.
Which?
The pillow.
She was pissed, that's all.
Her and this man got
pissed noise in bed.
And she came and put a
pillow over your face, yeah?
I told you I was having a fit.
And she said?
No, sir.
If it wasn't for
you, you bollix.
Didn't she say that?
I don't know whether
to believe you or not.
I don't give a f*ck.
Here it goes.
But try and cut the onion.
All right?
It's not going to come up out
of the ground on its own accord.
Now, I can get rid of
this one for start.
Come on.
Pick those there.
O'Donnell.
Kane, did I see you
give him cigarettes?
Who, sir?
Come on.
You know it's against the rules.
Come on.
- No, sir.
- You too.
Come on.
Don't let me catch you
with this again, I don't.
Go on.
Hurry up.
No mates.
Eh, these things are
bad for the lungs.
How many do you smoke?
Even one is too many.
f*ck me.
[sniffing sounds]
This place smells
like a piss house.
Kane the stain.
Ah!
Leave him alone, O'Donnell.
Are you OK?
f*ck off.
All right, Patrick.
That will do.
The weeds are starting up.
OK?
Brother, is this a weed?
No, that was a leek.
If you're in trouble,
boys, put up your hands.
Don't sit there like prunes.
[knock on door]
Brother Benedict
wants Kane, sir.
Kane.
You carry to 1.
3 minus 6.
Look at his wrists, Brother.
Get on with your work.
Kane, the problems
are on page 45.
How many did he give you?
Six.
A full half dozen.
What was it for?
Did you?
Well, what made him
think it was you?
He said it was me initials.
What was?
O-K. Owen Kane.
Holy Jesus.
Hello, Brother Sebastian.
I was expecting you.
Brother Benedict, I must
protest in the strongest
possible terms
about the thrashing
you have just given
young Owen Kane.
I'll thank you
to calm yourself.
He did not sign his
name to any slogan.
OK, it's a slogan in itself.
They simply add it
to the end of things.
Credit me with a
little intelligence.
You know and I know that we will
never find the real culprit, as
long as somebody gets hammered.
The O-K just a little
lying of me own.
Benny dies, OK.
Now, the boys know
Benny has risen.
K-O.
Anybody who says
he loves children
doesn't understand them.
It's time he learned that
discipline is love disguised.
And the stick shows
we care, you know?
When you do use it, you
must use it to hurt.
Which class you may
choose you're in.
[knock on door]
Yes.
Brother.
Oh, God.
Is there anyone there?
What for did you take yourself?
Get in.
Benedict will k*ll me.
At least give it time.
Where were you
heading to anyway?
Home.
But you were always running
away from your own home.
Why?
Why?
[knock on door]
Come on.
Ah, Brother Sebastian, come in.
Make yourself comfortable.
Forgive my appearance, but
I've decided once and for all
to catalog me books.
A man with one language is
like a man with one eye.
How did the funeral go?
Oh.
Is anyone left at home?
No.
No.
No.
My mother d*ed a few years ago.
I know.
I know.
Your father was a good man.
Yes, he was the
best man I ever knew.
Sad.
Sad.
Forgive me asking.
Did he die intestate?
I'm sorry?
Intestate.
I'm surrounded by the
education is so narrow.
Did he die without
leaving a will, I mean?
Everything goes to me.
Ah, good.
These are hard times, Brother.
I sometimes think we should
have the boys neutered
to save on laundry bills.
Pardon?
The sheets, man.
You know.
Is it a big farm?
After the debts,
there'll be very little.
Ah, it all helps.
Brothers are sorely
in need of it.
Brothers?
Oh, remember your
vow of poverty, eh?
I'm thinking of leaving.
Freedom is an infliction.
Who or what Brother Sebastian,
is tempting you to leave?
A vow of poverty?
No.
What then?
My lack of faith, everything.
Everything.
This place, what it stands for.
A place that can treat a
10-year-old boy as a criminal.
Oh, we have our favors to
our young Owen Kane, is it?
You know what that can lead to?
No, I don't know
what that can lead to.
Do you believe at
all in the church?
A boy who is old enough
to go to communion
is old enough to break the law.
What if they don't
realize what they're doing?
Diminished
responsibility can only
be claimed by idiots and nuns.
On the contrary, Brother.
What we run here
is a finishing
school for the idle poor.
We teach them a little
of God and a lot of fear.
Oh, we finished
them, all right.
That's what I think.
You trouble,
Brother Sebastian,
is that you can't think.
Brother Benedict, I am
very capable of thought.
Ah, your overwrought, Brother.
Like it or not, I am
your spiritual father.
Join me in me walk
every day next week,
and we'll discuss
your difficulties.
How about that?
If you decide to
remove, you know, I
can make it difficult for you.
The church in Ireland,
Brother, has many fingers
as there are pearl.
Some day, Brother, I'm
going to f*cking do you.
Oh.
Come on.
Tarawly said was all
you were good for is
minding their clothes.
That's if there's no
money in their pockets.
You don't trust me.
And you don't trust me either.
To God knows what
would happen to you
if he went into the
water in your condition.
Kelly, that'll do.
They said prayers for you in
the chapel when you were away.
Ones for me?
Well, for your Da.
Is he OK, your Da?
Yes, he was.
He was.
We were very good friends.
Friends?
You were glad that we do it?
I was.
Have you ever thought
of running away again?
Nah.
That was that car.
What would it mean
taking you away?
Even me?
I have to arrange it first.
What do you say?
The Brother Sebastian
or Michael Lamb today?
I think Michael Lamb
may be best for business.
Right.
Sit there.
Right-eo, Michael.
What can I do for you?
If you can tell me how much?
Oh, not exactly.
There's still some debts.
I say it wouldn't be a kick
the ass off 2,000 quid.
If you'll pardon
my French, Brother.
When?
A couple of months.
Just the way the
law grinds, Brother.
Why the urgency?
Ask me no questions, I'll
tell you no lies, eh?
I get the picture.
Look, I know more
than you think.
I can let you have
something in advance.
How much?
This much?
It'll cost you, mate.
Let me have your
signature right there.
Oh, sorry.
Just between you and
me I'm doing you a favor.
Had a call from your
superior the other day,
Brother Benedict.
What?
Yeah, I thought that
might interest you.
Don't worry.
I said I'd rather talk to you
before doing any business.
Thanks.
Thank you.
You did the right thing.
Sorry about this.
They can hone you with
age like old celibates.
You wanted to
discuss something.
Yes, but we've
got plenty of time
for that, once we get
over this phase of yours.
Would I'd-- thanks.
What I'd like to know
is how your father's
death comes into this.
I've just been
reading Tacitus again.
He says of his father-in-law
Felix opportunitarte mortis.
Is the case with you?
It means looking in
the time of his death.
Did your father die just
as your doubts came,
or had you been
waiting for him to go?
I don't know.
I suggest you think about it.
Above all, spend some time
on your knees in prayer.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Brother.
Good night.
What time is it?
Easy.
Where are we going, Brother?
Less of the Brother.
Me name is Michael, all right?
How do you do,
wouldn't you, Brother?
When I was your age,
my father held my hand.
Wait here, Owen.
Hello.
Hello.
Um, I'd like a wedding
ring, please, not too dear.
Ladies or gents?
I've lost mine, and I
don't want the wife to know.
Oh.
Anything there take your fancy?
See anything like it?
Like what?
Like the one you lost?
Oh, that's it there.
Right.
Let me see your size.
Is that comfortable?
A little bit
sharper on the edges.
That's fine.
Till death us do part.
For richer, for poorer.
It's great.
[knock on window]
I shouldn't bother with the
box in case your wife finds it,
you know?
Oh, yes.
How much is that, please?
30 pounds, please.
You're not from Dublin?
No.
Just here for the day?
M-hm.
Shopping?
Cheerio.
Thanks very much.
Bye.
Did you ever have a watch?
Store it, please.
All of it, sir?
Well, little one, we're away.
Yes, Da.
Hey, don't over do it.
What time is it?
9:32.
Thank you.
You'll ruin your teeth.
You know that.
You're tired?
Nah.
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen,
may I have your attention.
We will be docking in
approximately ten minutes
time in Ballyhara.
Passengers are reminded to
remove all of their luggage.
We hope that you have
enjoyed the crossing
and that you'll
sail with B&I again.
Pass crossing?
Yes.
On holiday?
Yep.
Seems a bit of a lad.
Sir, your bag, please.
Come on, Brother,
the train's leaving!
Jesus, Owen,
calling me brother.
We can't draw attention
to ourselves in any way.
Why do you never say thank you?
Any fags?
Certainly not.
Isn't England lovely?
Wales.
Did you remember to
bring your Epilim tablets?
Well, take one now then.
Is this free?
Yep.
I used to have a
horse like that once.
Where's the bar?
Up there.
Now, where are you off to?
The jacks.
Come on.
Open the door.
Owen.
[knock on door]
MICHAEL: Owen?
Yeah.
MICHAEL: Open the door.
Oh, for heaven's sake.
Get out.
But Brother, I--
It's Dad.
And listen, what father would
let his child after him smoke?
Can you not at least wait
until we get somewhere safe?
It's safe here.
Jesus.
Where did you nick these?
On the boat.
Go back to your seat.
Excuse me.
Well, first things first.
First things first.
Owen, I don't think you
can try things on in here.
We can make it easy.
Just walk out.
I have money, and these
wouldn't last a cr*ck.
Come on.
Ah, these are what
I call trousers.
Nah.
Could you measure
the boy's waste please?
They're graded by age, sir.
How old is he, 8?
8?
8 me ass.
I'm 10 and a quarter.
What size of drawers would
fit a boy of 10 and a quarter?
Drawers?
Oh.
Your new shoes hurt?
No.
Well, walk properly then.
Curve boys are [inaudible].
Hello.
Can I have a room, please?
Certainly, sir
Myself and the boy.
Would you like to register?
Thank you, Mr. Abraham.
That's room 2522.
- Thank you.
Bed time, lad.
No.
You must be haggard.
Ah.
Forgot to get you pajamas.
Me mother make
me go till 12:00.
Bully for her.
Owen, this is going to
work, there has to be rules.
f*ck the rules, Brother.
That's rule number
one, language like that.
Rule number two is that you've
got to go to bed when I say.
Would you look at that neck.
Did you put new clothes
on over that, lad?
When's the last
time you had a bath?
I don't swim like
the rest of them.
Anyway, the water won't be hot.
This is not the home.
Come on.
Hey.
Ah!
She said you can have
as much as you want.
Easy.
Easy.
Hey, listen, what
are we going to do?
The House of Parliament?
The zoo?
It's this way.
Hey, Brother!
Owen come here.
Listen, let's get one
of these for our room.
Take it there.
[inaudible]
And something in
[inaudible], please.
Hey, Owen, I know
what we ought to do.
There's a place
called Madame Tussaud.
Owen.
Owen.
Would you look at that.
Come on.
Officer, I've lost a child.
It should be easy to find him
in a city of 14 million people.
No, I'm not his father.
Actually, we've just run away
from a rooming home in Ireland.
That would be
great, wouldn't it?
Just because you want to
look at women's things.
Honest to god.
[radio static sounds]
ANNOUNCER: A possible to 2
million pound super lab buit--
Great.
Solid tip.
And now we'll never get lost.
Nah.
That's better.
[music]
Aye.
Hey, Michael.
What?
Here.
Hey.
Hey, is that for me?
Thank you.
Where did you get it?
You have no money.
Jesus Christ, Owen.
Look, if we get
caught at that game,
the police be swarming around
here like flies, and that's it.
That will be an express trip
back to the home for you
and prison for me.
I thought you had more sense.
Big fucker.
Big fucker.
- Hey.
Hey, come here.
It's OK.
It's OK.
It's OK.
Listen, it's all right.
I promise you, it's OK.
It's all right.
Hey.
Come on.
It's OK.
Look.
Look.
Look.
Listen.
It's the loveliest
present I ever got.
Honestly.
It is.
It's lovely.
But why couldn't you
nick a dearer one?
Hey?
Never again, right?
Promise me, never again.
You bastard.
It's like a feather.
Feel.
All right.
Let's get to work.
Will you be able to read that?
Sure.
Liar.
ANNOUNCER: The
Indian man was rushed
to the hospital in Manahan
Town where he has undergone
an emergency operation.
Local TDs have
condemned the sh**ting
and have urged the
Department of Foreign Affairs
to make a vigorous protest
to the British government.
The search is continuing
for the 10-year-old boy who
went missing from a special
school for boys in Gaulway
earlier this week.
The head of the school confirmed
that a member of his staff,
a religious brother in his
early 30s, is also missing.
It was revealed today in
a statement from Gardy
headquarters at Dublin Castle
that Gardy are treating
the case as kidnapping.
Kidnapped.
[inaudible]
Morning.
What's wrong?
I don't like this place.
What's wrong?
Let's move.
OK.
If it makes you feel happier.
Is this right?
I'm afraid so, sir.
What a dump.
The money will last longer.
Actually, Owen, there's
something we're going to have
to talk about, you know?
I mean, it's not
going to last forever.
[knock on door]
Give me that.
Come in.
Sorry to disturb
you, Mr. O'Leary.
Here's your fresh towel.
Thank you very much.
You are Irish.
When Mrs. Findlay said there
was a Mr. O'Leary in number 10,
I said to myself he's
sure to be Irish.
What part are you from?
Dublin.
Isn't he the lovely boy.
This is me son,
What age are you, Owen?
10.
A man almost.
But right enough, Mr.
O'Leary, what part of Dublin
are you from?
Well, it's not Dublin itself.
It's a place outside.
Swords.
Swords.
I don't believe it.
That's where me sister is.
White.
Whereabouts in Swords?
Do you have an ash tray?
Do you smoke
much, Mr. O'Leary?
Oh, just on holiday, you know?
It's bad for you, and a
bad example for the boy.
There's nothing but God's clean
air should go into the lungs.
Where did you say in Swords?
The Main Dublin Road.
How long will you be staying.
Oh, just a couple of
days or so, you know?
Oh, well I see you again
then before you go, please god.
Enjoy yourselves.
Will do.
You'll be wanting
to know where
you get mass in the morning.
Just around the corner
and to the right.
There's masses on the hour
right up until 1 o'clock
for the lazy ones.
God.
Do you smoke
much, Mr. O'Leary?
Nosy old bitch.
Is she the owner?
She's the hotel detective.
Come in nice and close,
ladies and gentlemen.
All you gotta do is find
the lady trades, the lady.
Call her what you like.
It's the easiest
game in the world
to earn yourself a few buck.
To make it easy, I'll
show you where she is.
There you are.
One, two, three.
Anybody want to put
their money down?
Don't need to [inaudible].
I'll milk your
ass nice and easy.
Let's have a go.
50 on that one.
40, 50 there.
20, 50.
50.
There we are.
Let's have a look.
I told you it was
easy, didn't I?
Get the money out.
[inaudible], sir.
I'll pony out 50 or 20.
It's only my money.
I have more money here than
you get out of social security.
All right.
Anyone want to have a go?
Put your money where your
mouth is, lady and gentlemen.
Easiest game in the world.
I'll show you one more time.
Chase the lady.
There we are.
You have a go, sir?
One, two, three.
There we are.
I'll add the same on that one.
[inaudible].
OK.
Put yours on.
You're having a go as
well because you know
how easy it is, didn't you?
There we are.
Look.
Oh, that is bad luck, that is.
But don't worry about it.
Hey, hey, hey wait a minute.
I'll tell you
what? [inaudible].
I
- Jesus.
- What?
The cops?
[inaudible] must
mean your bum.
- How much?
- I don't know.
$60, Erie.
I hate been taken,
stupid, bloody Irishman.
The bastards.
We have no luck.
Sleight of hand.
The quickness of the
hand deceives the eye.
Just know how they did this.
They just robbed you.
Michael?
What?
I'm sorry.
We're staying here.
Hey, come on.
Get the sheet.
Come on.
Hurry up.
Come on.
Keep an eye out.
You're a crafty
bugger, Sebastian.
Yeah.
[inaudible] the
steam strikes again.
Oh, Rodney, this
bed ever so damp.
Come on.
Just don't piss the
bed every night.
[music playing]
Hey, Mickey.
It suites you.
All right.
Come on.
Idiot.
I'm going for a drink.
Is that OK?
There isn't fat
of anyone left.
Yes, sir.
[music playing]
20 [inaudible], please,
and a pint of bitter.
I've heard that act before.
Island is a mess.
North?
Aye.
Cross my [inaudible],
Jesus Christ.
No disrespect to you,
major, but I hate the place.
Hate the whole
British army to boot.
So what do you do?
As little as possible.
Michael.
Haddock's the name.
That is one on me, Mick.
Thank you.
Hey, do you leave
the state provides?
I drink as much as I can so
I don't have to read as much.
That will be two
pounds ten gents.
Oh, schmidt.
Sure.
No.
I live for free, nice little
squatch around the corner.
I fixed it myself.
Costs naught.
London's [inaudible].
Yeah.
I may be looking
for a place myself.
I haven't got a lot of money.
Look no further.
Our own chap left our base this
morning, off to f*cking India.
I suppose I could get a job.
After [inaudible].
Oh, no, no.
That would lead
to complications.
Suit yourself.
A place if you want it.
Not too fatty.
[static]
MAN (ON RADIO):
Detectives investigating
the kidnapping of the
10-year-old boy from Galloway
are now extending their
inquiries following the case.
In a statement issued today
by Brother Benedict, the head
of the special
school, the concern
was expressed about
the misappropriation
of funds, which
had been designated
for use by the order.
It is expected that additional
charges will be brought.
Police stations in Britain
have been alerted following
the report that a
man and a small boy
fitting the descriptions were
seen in [inaudible] boarding
the fairy to Molly Head.
This is Bernadette
King, the boy's mother,
confirmed to police
from her Dublin home
that her son is
epileptic and may be
in need of medical supervision.
MICHAEL (VOICEOVER): You
were saying the [inaudible]
about your mother.
Tell me that story again.
OWEN (VOICEOVER): Where is she?
MICHAEL (VOICEOVER): The pillow.
[inaudible] knows me bed.
WOMAN (VOICEOVER): If it
wasn't for you, you bollocks.
[makes g*nsh*t sounds]
You done me wrong, kid.
You did me.
You did.
[yells]
- OK.
OK.
OK.
Now, run about.
It's a day for doing some work.
School work.
Oh, come on, Mick.
You have to start sometime.
Now, sit down there and read.
Pierre is here.
Jane is here Pat
likes the water.
Pat likes fun.
Come into the water.
Come, come, come, come.
OK, smarty pants.
All right.
Here's something a bit more
difficult. Start there.
The first word's Daedalus.
Daedalus contrived to escape.
But he could not leave
the island by sea.
Island.
So he set to work to
make wings for himself
and his young son, Icarus.
Icarus.
That's right.
He roost feathers.
He what?
Roost.
Show me.
Wrote.
It means to work on, fashion.
He next equipped his
son in the same manner
and taught him to fly.
Icarus, my son, he said,
if you fly too low,
the damp will flog your wings.
And if too high, the
heat will melt them.
Keep near me and
you will be safe.
As he said these words,
the face of the father
was wet with tears and
his hands trembled.
He kissed the boy not knowing
it was for the last time.
The boy began to soar upwards
as if to reach heaven.
And nearness of the blazing
sun softened the wax, which
held the feathers together.
Vainly he fluttered
with his arms
as his mouth uttered
cries to his father
and was submerged in the
blue waters of the sea.
I feel funny.
Did you take your epilim?
Lie down flat then.
Do you want me to read to you?
Nah.
It's crap.
You say that about everything.
You're smart enough.
You just never went
to school long enough
to learn your teacher's name.
- Miss Malquikium.
Ah, ha, ha.
Is there nothing you
are interested in?
Arsenal.
Would you like to go and
see them play on Saturday?
Maybe they're give you a trial.
Nah.
I'm too young.
[crowd cheering]
Hey, not here.
Hey, what you doing?
He's having a fit.
[inaudible].
Get him in the park.
[crowd cheering]
[inaudible].
Jesus.
Jesus.
[inaudible]
I'm his father.
I'm his father.
I'm the boy's father.
It's OK.
It's OK.
You've had an att*ck.
How do you feel?
Owen, listen.
We're going to have to leave.
Otherwise, they might start
us in a lot of questions.
Do you think you can walk?
Back to the match?
Owen, don't be stupid.
Here.
Nice and easy.
Easy.
[inaudible]
Are you OK?
Come on.
[yelling]
Hey, my sons
been ill in there.
I'm trying to get out.
[inaudible] you, sir.
Follow me.
Yes, sir?
Could I have some
of these, please?
You'll need a
prescription, sir.
Well, my doctor's in Ireland.
We're over her on holidays.
I'm afraid, sir, we can't
give these without prescription.
How can I get one?
I can give you a list of GPs.
One of them can check
with your old doctor.
Thanks, no.
But there's no worries
at stake, not yet anyway.
Excuse me.
How could I find a book
on epilepsy, please?
Just over there,
sir, under neurology.
Thanks.
This is Michael Lamb.
Michael.
- Do you remember me?
- Of course.
I have some money left.
Oh, I doubt that.
Yeah.
But you said there
was about $2,000.
Now, wait a minute, Michael.
Is the boy with you?
Yes.
Is he all right?
Of course.
Just hold a minute, Michael.
You still there?
Yep.
OK.
If there is any money,
where can I send it.
Can I trust you?
Michael, of course you can.
Is the [inaudible] in England?
Well, you can get me at the--
I don't know I can trust you.
Look, you know me well
enough by now, Michael.
How am I going to get
this money to you?
Are you in London then, Michael?
How are you?
How do you feel?
Starving.
Come on.
Lean forward.
Sit back.
That's it.
OK?
WOMAN (ON PHONE): Yes?
Hello, reception.
Could I have tea and
sandwiches for two, please?
Room 10.
WOMAN (ON PHONE): What
sort of sandwiches?
Chicken?
Chicken, please.
Yeah.
WOMAN (ON PHONE): OK, love.
Thank you.
Well, when you were sleeping it
off, I went out to a bookshop
to try and find out
something about it.
There's no real cure.
But you know what it said?
It said that a typical symptom
was a thing called a fugue.
Now, that means you can
travel for days, weeks,
without knowing
what you're doing.
Hey, that makes us out to
be a couple of fuguers.
Hey, watch your
language, fuguer.
Was I bad?
As bad as I've seen you.
At least you didn't
wet yourself.
Do you remember
anything about it?
Nah.
The only bit is just
before it starts.
It's weird.
Like what?
You know when you're
writing on a blackboard
and your nail scrapes?
Oh, yes.
No.
It's noise.
I'm not with you.
Everything's right, the
right color, the right smell.
It's great.
If sounds a bit daft.
It's hard to explain.
Yeah, so it seems.
But I think I see what
you're getting at.
I'd light to be like
that all the time.
What?
A permanent fit?
Even now?
Nah, not now.
Right.
I'm your fairy godmother.
Three wishes, what
would they be?
A million quid.
No, no, no, real
things, things you'd like.
To be able to fly.
I said real.
In a plane.
OK.
To be able to swim,
to score for Arsenal,
and play the guitar.
Hey, that's four.
Well, then my wish
would be to have four.
Oh, sneaky.
How's the little man now?
Oh, he's much better.
Thanks.
This lad needs fattening.
He's a rickle of bones.
Is Mrs. O'Leary at home?
No.
Mrs. O'Leary is dead.
Oh, I'm sorry about that.
God rest her.
Did you get mass then?
Oh, yes.
Yes, we did.
Was it Father Flynn Setish?
I can't remember.
No.
Bald as an egg.
You can't miss him.
That's him.
That's him.
Father Flynn always
says that a young boy
after a good confession
in the state of grace
is one of the most
beautiful things
in this world or the next.
Can you get right
you're [inaudible]?
Mm-hm.
I like to keep up with
what's happening at home.
Trouble in the
North is terrible.
Awful.
And now this
kidnapping business?
Have you heard about that?
I think I heard it mentioned
the other day, actually.
A man about your
age and a young boy.
It's terrible what
some people get up to.
How long did you say
you'd be staying.
A couple more days.
Listen ma'am.
Thanks for the teas.
Don't mention it.
Good night.
Sleep tight, darling.
Good night.
She knows.
Nah.
I'm not moving hotels again.
I'm not.
She hasn't a
clue, honest to God.
You're on your own?
What do you mean?
Are you with anybody?
I have a boy with me.
Every cr*pple has
his own way of walking.
He's my son.
We're very broad-minded
here, you know.
Needs a bit of tidying up.
There's some kitchen in there.
Oh, it's you.
Oh, it's my [inaudible].
He shares with me.
sh*t, man.
Now, hold your horses.
I want you to meet-- oh,
I've forgotten your name.
Michael.
Michael.
Michael.
He's moving in here.
No sh*t.
No.
He's moving in with
his little boy.
He's so touchy.
With a spot of imagination,
this could be a palace.
Where are you?
You big bastard.
You big bastard.
What's the matter?
What's the matter?
I thought you'd run away.
[inaudible]
- Hey, listen.
Easy.
Easy.
Owen, please.
Please.
Easy, easy.
Listen, we're mates.
I'd never run away from you.
I'd never run away from you.
People that love each other
must trust each other.
OK?
I've got good news.
We've got a place
to stay for good.
The money will last longer.
Just like home.
Crap.
MAN: Bloody pain in the ass.
This is better
than a hotel any day.
We're here.
So I noticed.
This is Owen.
Well, how do you do?
I rather think I had a little
too much to drink last night.
I'm going to
have to get a job.
You can't be put
in England, can you?
It's OK.
There's other things.
Haddock might be useful in
more ways than one, you know?
He's a bit of a crook, knows
his way around regulations.
Maybe he can fix
us up with papers
or something, a new name.
What good would that do?
It would make us normal.
If you're going to adopt
somebody, you need papers.
And then we could get you to
a doctor for a prescription
and maybe into a
school somewhere.
I don't know.
It's what the real
world's about, Owen.
[yelling]
MAN: Why don't you pack
your bags and get out?
MAN: Do you want to know?
Do you really want to know?
But don't you worry
your head about it.
Go to sleep.
Grandma Me used
to make spoons.
Yeah.
You're all bones.
That's what she used to say.
[radio playing]
Dunditos for your breakfast.
That's for your lunch.
And write me an
essay about the home.
No.
And don't light the
fire just in case.
I won't forget me tablets.
And don't forget your tablets.
Bloody hell.
Cheese again.
Every f*cking day, cheese.
Complain.
What's the point?
She already make me love meself.
Where are you from?
The North.
Are you one of us.
I'm not one of them.
MAN: Oh, you decided
to come back.
Where have you been?
Sometimes you can be very trite.
[inaudible] so loud.
[telephone ringing]
Hey, Owen.
How's the working man?
How did you get on today?
He got on fine.
And we got on very
well, didn't we Owen?
Yeah.
Yes, well, how
about seeing ya.
Haddock, I must
speak to you sometime.
Oh, what about, ol' cocky?
I'm not sure yet.
Well, come back
when you are sure.
Otherwise, wasting my time.
Carry on.
So how did you pass the day.
Smoke and eating.
I was bored.
Did you do the
homework I sent you?
Your man told
me not to bother.
He did, did he?
He said it was a crap idea.
I give the orders around here.
Do it tomorrow.
I don't think this
is going to work
out, leaving you for so long.
Anything could happen to you.
[inaudible] here all day.
That's what I'm afraid of.
He's a laugh.
[music playing]
MICHAEL (VOICEOVER): And
she came and put the pillow
over your face, yeah?
OWEN (VOICEOVER):
She was pissed.
That's all.
I told her [inaudible]
in her face.
[gasps]
[music playing]
Hey, old lady.
Kid?
[music playing on radio]
Here comes a breadwinner.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Smoking.
Smoking what?
Oh, my god.
If I catch you interfering
with that child again,
so help me god.
Jesus, man.
You sound like my mother.
Well, Jesus.
I don't believe it.
Owen and I had quite
a nice talk, brother.
Listen, smoking
fags is one thing.
But Jesus, Owen.
dr*gs?
Did he touch you?
[grunts]
Did he do anything to you?
[grunts]
Owen, Owen, how
much did you tell him?
How much did you tell him?
MAN (ON RADIO): A
32-year-old religious brother
is still being sought by
police in the Galloway
kidnapping case.
Detectives flew to
London yesterday
following confirmation that a
woman in a Bay's Water motel
reported that the
missing pair stayed there
for a number of days last week.
Amid growing fears for
the safety of the boy
and the head of the special
schools spoke out yesterday.
MAN (ON RADIO): I'm deeply
concerned about this boy,
not just for his
physical well-being.
The man who abducted
him-- by the way,
his father d*ed
recently-- is under stress
and is capable of anything.
OWEN (VOICEOVER): I'd like
to be like this all the time.
MICHAEL (VOICEOVER):
Having a fit.
OWEN (VOICEOVER):
Everything's right.
It's weird.
It's great.
Hey.
Hey, that's me.
We're going to
have to leave, Owen.
Got loose.
Where's the last place they
think of looking for us?
Japan?
No, you idiot.
Home, now that they're
looking for us here.
But not to home.
Owen.
OK.
OK.
Our own kin.
To Ireland.
[busy airport sounds]
Keep your eye on that.
I'll be back in a second.
Don't worry.
[airport announcement]
Look, Mick.
Europe.
Jesus.
f*ck me.
This is disastrous.
You pray.
[inaudible] anymore.
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Pardon,
ladies and gentlemen.
On behalf of Captain
Karen and his crew,
we welcome you on our Air
Lingus flight to Dublin.
You may now unfasten
your seat belts,
and smoking is permitted
in the designated areas.
Do you hear that?
Hold my hand.
It looks better.
It's OK.
You don't need to recieve her.
Come on now.
Come on.
What color is this?
It's red.
Thank you Mr. Lamb.
Thank you.
[music playing]
Tell me again a bit
just before a fit.
Nah.
You said it was great.
Where are we heading, Mick?
I told you.
The North.
And the wife, the home?
Yes.
Good.
So tonight we'll stay
at a bed and breakfast.
Tomorrow I'll take you
to the best beach I know.
Hey, mister.
Hey, which one do
you want to marry?
Hey?
Come on, Mick.
OK.
OK.
OK, Sampson.
Now, go on.
We'll be leaving
in a few minutes.
[music playing]
[birds chirping]
Come on.
Come on.
We're almost there.
Do you like it?
[laughing]
I thought you'd want
some of these and that.
Take one of your tablets first.
Mick, this is great.
Owny, you fancy a swim?
Oh, Mick, the views.
Oh, yes.
Good Lord, go have another
one of these just in case.
Oh, sh*t.
No togs.
- Doesn't matter.
We'll go in our drawers.
Come on.
[laughter]
Come on.
Run this way.
[yelling]
[gasping]
Well, we haven't missed much.
What the hell was
everyone talking about?
[laughing]
Oh, bastard.
Come here.
Owny.
Please, help me.
Jesus, if you're
up there, help me.
Make it die.
Make it die.
[inaudible]
Make it die.
Make it die. [inaudible].
[yelling]
[gasping]
Owny.
Owny.
[gasping]
[music playing]
Lamb (1985)
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