A Greyhound of a Girl (2023)

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(birds chirping)

(wind blowing)

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(dog barking)

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(sniffing)

- Sadly, Connor, your

souffle is somewhat of a letdown.

- Next.

(footsteps)

- And you are?

- The name's Mary O'Hara.

- And what exactly

have you cooked for us?

- Tart Tatin with bananas.

It's really good.

- Oh, oh, oh,

we'll be the judge of that.

- Ha, ha, that's funny.

Being a judge and all.

- Let's hope your tart

isn't a comedy turn, too, eh?

- Mm, not enough sugar.

- It's a healthy tart.

- Mm, but the pastry.

Too much butter.

- And unhealthy, too.

Perfectly balanced.

- Why bananas, anyway?

- Sorry, next.

- That's all you've got to say?

I've been

cooking that thing for ages.

- You are a very cheeky girl.

- I'm not,

I'm just being honest.

- Well, it's not up

to the standard we require,

not to earn

access to our school, next.

- Oh, no.

- Ah, I assume

this is your grandmother.

I'm sure she'll have

something to say about your behavior.

- You two eejits

with the clipboards.

Not up to standard, you say.

Well, I say you're not

up to standard for my Mary.

- This isn't helping, Granny.

- We understand

your disappointment,

but this is a very

prestigious cookery school.

We can't just take anybody.

- Anybody?

Anybody?

Mary is not an anybody.

She's my fragrant rose.

- Your what?

- By the way,

Mary can always come back

and take the test

in the next session,

so she can show us

what she can really do.

- You can be sure she'll

be back, and I'll be with her.

- Is that a threat?

- No, it's a promise.

- Go cook your

own prestigious bottoms

in your prestigious ovens.

- Granny.

- Give us a push back there.

- Stop!

(music)

It's a play not yet read

Go ahead, turn the page

You're the age

Be brave, and rage

Laugh loud, love and wait

Look straight ahead

Be yourself

Don't be caged

Don't be led

The world's now your stage

Get up there and rage

Roar loud, love and rage

(laughing)

- The look on their faces,

your fragrant rose.

(laughing)

- All that fancy food

they kept blathering on about.

Whose idea was it to cook

a tatty tart with bananas?

- I just thought I'd

cook something different.

Something with a wow factor.

- What a load of rubbish.

You should be cooking

with tradition and heart.

Not that modern muck!

- Looks like my summer holidays

are gonna be a cookathon.

- Well, if you want to be a chef,

you've got to put in the hours.

- Hey, Wexford,

isn't that where you were born?

- It is.

- We could go

and see your old house.

I've never been.

- No, we can't.

I told your mammy we were

only going to be an hour.

- And we've been gone.

- Oh no, five.

(laughing)

- You don't talk much

about your life

when you're a little girl.

- Some things are best left alone.

- Thanks, Granny.

You know, for coming with me.

- Best make good use

of me while I'm still here.

- Look out!

(screaming)

(crashing)

(sheep bleating)

(barking)

- Mary, are you okay?

- I'm good.

So's the dog.

(barking)

(seagulls squawking)

But I'm not

sure about mammy's car.

- Dogs.

Always dogs.

I got attacked once, you know ...

... at the old well, when I was a girl.

(laughing)

- See, I do tell you stories.

Oh!

Maybe your mammy won't notice.

- Mammy always notices.

You know that.

- We'd better be getting back.

I'm chilly.

(coughing)

(coughing)

- You okay, Granny?

- Fine.

I'm fine.

(music)

- Where have you two been?

- We decided

to have a girl's day out.

- Mammy, you were

supposed to be back hours ago.

I've been worried sick.

- Well, we're back now.

- Look at my car.

What happened?

- A stupid dog jumped out on us.

- I'm not sure you

should be driving anymore, mammy.

- Always the drama queen.

- It wasn't Granny's fault.

The dog tried to k*ll us.

- Oh, now

who's the drama queen?

Why don't you

go for a lie down?

You look tired.

- Just a wee rest,

then I'll get off home.

- There's no rush.

- Hey, you can rest in my room.

- What are you making, love?

- French toast

for Dad and the boys.

- You need a hand?

- I'm fine.

- Or a shower?

- I'm fine!

(singing)

- We are Bohs! Bohs!

(singing)

Always believe in your soul

(singing)

You've got the power to know

(singing)

You're indestructible

(singing)

Always believing

(singing)

We are Bohs! Bohs!

(singing)

Always believe in your soul

(singing)

You've got the power to know

(singing)

You're indestructible

(singing)

Always believing

- How are my girls?

- All the better for seeing you.

- What's for tea?

- Starving.

- Bread and custard.

- It's French toast.

- Sounds grand, love.

Any meat to go with it?

- It's okay. I'll cook us up

some spaghetti Bolognese, eh?

- Now you're talking.

(singing)

- You're indestructible!

(singing)

Always believing!

(laughing)

- Mmm, delicious.

(phone ringing)

- Not at the table, Dominic.

- That will be his girlfriend.

- k*ller!

- Ah, you kept that quiet, tiger.

- Is that the girl that works

down the chipper?

- The blind and deaf one

with no sense of smell.

- Quiet, shrimp!

(phone ringing)

- Hey!

See you later, wuffkin.

Wuffkin?!

- That's private.

(laughing)

- I said not at the table.

- What happened to your car?

- Mammy, she took Mary on her drive.

- Emer?

Where's she now?

- Upstairs, she was tired.

You should have stayed home

to do your homework.

- It's the summer holidays.

- Right, well, if you spend

as long on your schoolwork ...

... as you do cooking with Granny ...

... you'd be a child genius by now.

- Well, when I leave school,

I'll be a great chef.

You know, cook proper food.

If I was an Italian, I'd

say this food was ... urgh, r*cist.

- Watch your lip!

Paddy, tell her.

- Watch your lip.

- You'll be getting a proper job

when you leave school.

- Could you pass the r*cist

pasta there, wuffkin?

(laughing)

- I'd better take this

up to Granny.

She must be starving.

- Is it okay

if I call Ava, Dad?

- Off you go.

(laughing)

(birds chirping)

(coughing)

(door knocking)

- Yes?

- Nasty cough you have there,

Mammy.

- Yeah.

I've had a lot worse,

I can tell you.

- Well, I think

you'll be staying here tonight.

Mammy, why do you keep encouraging

Mary with this cookery nonsense?

- Well, someone's got to

be able to cook in this house.

(music)

This is about

as Italian as Bono.

(coughing)

(giggling)

- They were scared as hell.

They thought Granny was

going to turn into an alien.

Like in that movie, you know?

- Yeah, like

Granny Monster from Mars.

(laughing)

Mary?

Mary,

- What?

- I need to tell

you something important.

- Fire away.

- No, face to face.

In the park?

- Okay, see you in 10?

(music)

(dog barking)

- Alright, Mary.

(dog barking)

(music)

- Hiya

- Hey you.

(water bubbling)

- So, what's up?

Uh oh.

Serious sigh.

- I'm leaving.

- But we've only just got here.

- Dad's got

a new job in England.

- So, I'm leaving.

- When?

- End of the week.

- Why didn't

you tell me earlier?

- I didn't

want you to get angry.

- Really?

REALLY?!

- See, you're angry.

- Come on, boy, fetch the ball.

(screaming)

Don't worry, kid.

- It's okay.

Oh, he's a softie.

- He's a dog!

(music)

- Here, go fetch.

(thunder rumbling)

- Maybe I could cook

something fishy for the trial.

Cod in lemon sauce?

- Hmm, I think we're

going to need a secret weapon.

Pass me my bag, there's a love.

Here.

Take this.

- What is it?

- Oh, open it.

- Recipes, old recipes.

- My granny gave it to me.

So, it's time I gave it to you.

- Thank you.

- Easy.

- Hey, some

of this is written in Irish.

- That'll be my grandmother.

You won't find

any modern rubbish in there.

- Come on, kids, lights out.

- But it's the holidays.

- Sleep!

- How about bacon and eggs?

- Looks easy enough.

- My grandmother

loves cooking bacon and eggs.

All fresh from the farm.

- Night, Granny.

- Bacons, heggs.

- Hegg.

Hegg!

(dog barking)

The Hegg.

- Emer, did you drop it?

- I did, it's dead.

- It's not dead, love.

It's only smashed.

- I k*lled it.

- There's no life in an egg

that isn't under a hen.

(coughing)

We have a whole

basket full of them.

Do you want

another one, do you?

- No, it was only a hegg.

- It was a fine

class of an egg, mind ...

... but only an egg.

- How are you now?

- I'm grand.

Close your eyes.

(coughing)

- I know that kiss.

- It's Emer.

(dog barking)

(coughing)

Granny?

(coughing)

Granny?

(coughing)

You're on fire.

Mammy.

Mammy!

Come quick!

- What is it, love?

- It's Granny.

She's not well.

- What's wrong?

- Paddy, she's on fire.

I can't wake her.

You better call an ambulance.

(dramatic music)

I'll drive by your house

and bring you some clothes.

Okay, Mammy?

(siren wailing)

- They'll have to run tests.

- What kind of tests?

- You know, important tests.

- What kind of important tests?

- I don't know, tests.

- It's my fault.

- How come?

- The car.

We shouldn't have gone

so long with our windows down.

- Don't be silly, Mary.

- I'm not being silly!

- Oh, love, I'm sorry.

Mary!

- Hey, love, you go

and see your mother.

I'll go and start out the kids

and see you at the hospital.

All right?

- Thanks, Paddy.

You don't think

I brought all this on, do you?

Arguing with Mammy.

- What?

You're always arguing with her.

- She'll be fine, Ma.

- Yeah, those doctors

know a thing or two.

- I hate hospitals.

- And I hate lifts.

Well, apart from this one.

(female computer voice)

- Doors opening.

- Really?

- Nice one, Dommo.

- Jeez, I think you need

a doctor down there, Dommo.

(door creaks)

- Will I plump

up your pillows, then?

- They're plump enough.

Will you look who's here?

- Granny!

How's you?

- All the better

for seeing your face.

- Well, come on in.

- You feeling better, Granny?

- I will be when

I'm out of this place.

- Don't let them

doctors boss you around.

- I'll do the bossing

around here.

- I don't doubt you.

See, you got

a room on your own.

Nice.

- Oh, the kings of Leon?

Give us a listen

to these bad boys, eh?

(shouting) Not too bad,

but they're not a patch on Elvis.

- Do you like Elvis, Granny?

(shouting)

- What?

- He asked if he liked Elvis.

(shouting)

- I love him!

- Ah, I'm Dr. Patel.

You must be Mr. O'Hara.

Paddy.

- Nice to meet you, Paddy.

Mrs. O'Hara,

could I have a little chat?

- Right, and it's Scarlett.

- I've got some

recipe ideas for the test.

(shouting) - Maybe you

could show the cooks here.

(laughing)

- Mammy seems in good form.

- Well, she's

certainly keeping us on our toes.

We did some routine checks

and tests on your mother.

- You make

her sound like a car.

- Yes.

(laughing) Beep beep.

Well, the thing is...

- Are you okay?

Here, sit down, Dr. Patel.

- Oh, thank you.

I'm not good

at this sort of thing.

- Sort of thing?

Are you saying there's

something serious?

- Yes.

I'm sorry, Mrs. O'Hara ...

... Scarlett.

- She's really ill, is she?

- Until we've done more

tests, it's hard to be exact.

(people chattering)

- How long has she got?

- Could be ...

She's a fighter.

- Oh, Mammy.

So what happens now?

- I think it's best that she stays here

until we know more.

- Yum, yum, Emer.

Lunchtime.

- You could plaster

a broken leg with that stuff.

- Och, now.

- Now, Mary.

Apologize to the lady.

Ah, Jeszus!

- Good luck with that, Gran.

- Looks like cat sick.

- Well, if I didn't want

it before,

I definitely don't want it now.

(hand clapping)

- Time to give

Granny some peace and quiet.

You ride shotgun

with your mammy, okay.

- Okay, Daddy.

- Bye, Granny.

- Elvis is king.

Close your eyes.

- Oh, I know that kiss.

(laughing)

- It's Mary.

(laughing)

(Gaelic song)

- So when will

Granny be coming home?

(dog barking)

Yap yap yourself!

(dog barking)

Dogs.

(music)

What is it with you and dogs?

- Granny always

says not to trust them.

They're unlucky.

One attacked her at the old well ...

- ... when she was a girl.

- When she was a girl.

(upbeat music)

So when will

Granny be coming home?

Mammy?

What is it?

- I'm sorry.

It's just ... Granny

won't be coming back home.

- What are you saying?

Of course she is.

- The doctor has done

tests and ... Granny is very sick.

- Dr. Patel is an eejit.

- Don't talk like that.

Oh Mary ... Granny

doesn't have long to live.

- Granny isn't going to die.

She's a super Granny.

She survived the flu as a baby.

She told me.

- I know.

But she's old now.

- All she needs is

proper food to make her strong.

Not the muck they serve her

in the hospital.

- Prta agus cl.

Potatoes and kale.

Sounds simple enough.

Ever heard of knocking?

- I made you

some cheese on toast.

And don't be rude.

- Oh I saw a removal lorry

outside Ava's house over here.

Do you know why?

- She's leaving!

- What about your ...?

(music)

(dog barking)

- Bark off!

(dog barking)

(music)

- No!

(screaming)

Stop! Stop!

- Mary, what's going on?

- You won't have to

feed her if she lives with us.

Ava, it will like

save you a fortune.

- Mary!

She just

suggested you stay with her.

Yeah, she's right, Mammy.

I want to stay here.

- So sweet.

- Well that's settled then.

Send us a postcard

when you get to England.

- Ava, it's time

to pack your suitcase.

Get over here.

- Not you, you eejit.

- Can't we stay here, Mum?

- I'm so, so sorry.

Mary, watch your mouth!

- I'm just being honest.

You can come

and visit Ava any time ...

... and she can

come over here and stay.

- It won't be the same.

- Sorry.

(music)

(raining)

- It's a wet one, all right.

- For some, maybe.

I nearly knocked you flat.

- Rushing home to get

your homework done, are you?

- Nah, it's the summer holidays.

- What's wrong with you so?

- My best friend's leaving.

- And my granny's not well.

- Sure I know.

- Well, why did you ask?

- God, you're a rip alright.

- What does that mean?

- You're a cheeky young lady.

- Everyone says that.

But I'm not.

I'm just being honest.

How do you know about my granny?

- Ah sure, I just do.

It's life, Mary.

- I ... I have to go.

- Right, so.

- How do you know my name?

- How's the girlfriend, wuffkin?

- They've split up so they have.

- Lucky escape.

- Yeah.

- For her, I meant.

- Why, Dominic?

She sounded really nice.

- She didn't like the Bohs.

- You split up with the poor girl

because she didn't like football.

- No, because

she didn't like the Bohs.

- Well, they've

got to be compatible.

- What?

- So if Mum didn't like

the Bohemians, would you leave her?

- Don't be cheeky.

- She's just being honest.

- Mm, lovely curry, Scarlett.

- Not bad from a jar,

But I'll never cook

from a jar when I'm a chef.

- What is it with you?

You should have

heard this one today

with Ava's mother

arguing in the street.

- Give Ava

a good send-off then.

- Yeah.

(laughing)

- No!

- Right, that's it.

You are grounded.

And you can't use this kitchen

for the entire

summer holiday, okay?

- Oh, you love that.

You don't want

me to be a chef, do you?!

-No, I just don't want

you behaving like this.

- Mary, I think

you should go to your room.

- I was going anyway.

- Oh, it's knackered.

- Okay, calm down everyone.

It's been a stressful time,

that's for sure.

(rumbling)

- Why?! Why?! Why?!

Why is Granny sick?

Why is Ava leaving?!

- It's such ...

... such a mess.

(music)

(door knocking)

- What?!

- How's you?

- Been better.

- So has your room.

I brought you

some hot chocolate.

- Thanks.

- Your mammy

does love you, you know.

- Funny way of showing it.

- Lights out soon, okay?

- Night.

(music)

(dog running)

(suspense music)

- Crazy.

(windows opening)

(wind sound)

(rustling leaves)

- Lovely morning for it.

- What's 'it' when it's at home?

- Come on down, a word with you.

(rustling leaves)

- How come you look

so young but you dress so old?

(laughing)

- You are a cheeky one, all right.

- No-one

understands, I'm just being ...

- Oh, that honesty thing again.

- At least you

could tell me your name.

- Anastasia.

- I like it.

- I need you to give

your granny a message from me.

- My granny?

- Yes. Tell her

it will all be grand.

- Why would I do that?

- You'll be doing us a favor.

- But I've only

just met you and I ...

- Come on,

where's the harm in it?

- Okay, I'll do it.

- Good girl.

- But on one condition.

Any good at cooking?

- Ha, do the birds sing

in the trees?

- Well, I'll pass

your message on to Granny

if you help me cook her

a meal so she doesn't have to eat

the muck

they serve in hospital.

You've got cold hands.

- You've got yourself a deal.

(honking car)

(twittering birds)

- Come on, lads,

I've got a fare to pick up soon.

- Thanks for the lift, Dad.

I'll be a couple

of hours with Granny.

- The kitchen's still

out of bounds, so no cooking.

- I won't.

- And do some homework.

- In your dreams.

(music)

- Anastasia!

(sighing)

Anastasia!

Come on, where are you?

- Here.

(screaming)

- You scared the life out of me.

(laughing)

You only have two hours, follow me.

- Isn't your house that way?

- We're going

to Granny's house.

(music)

- No peeking.

- Well, I've never seen

anyone hide the key

under a doormat before.

- Well, hello, Mary.

How's your granny doing?

God bless her.

- She'll be

home soon, Mrs. Flynn.

- Thanks for asking.

- Granny says,

while Mrs. Flynn doesn't know,

isn't worth knowing.

She's a nosy one, all right.

That's Granny.

It was taken

after her mammy died.

- She looks happy.

- There's so many

weird recipes in here.

- Colcannon.

- I saw that one.

Kale and potatoes.

- Yes, kale, bacon, and spuds.

Your granny loves it.

- How do you know

my granny loves it?

- All grannies do.

- Okay.

Kale.

- Cold on the inside.

Warm on the outside.

- Well, it is a fridge.

Where have you been hiding?

- My granny always said,

for a proper colcannon ...

... you must use Wexford sand.

- Sand?

I don't see it anywhere.

(giggling)

- Every kitchen holds its secrets.

Herbs of the seashore.

- This will

make Granny much better.

- There's at least two

more sleeps left in that nightie.

- You need a clean one.

I'll pop

by your house and bring it later.

Anything else you need?

- To get out of here?

- Don't get any ideas, okay?

(screaming)

- Oh, can you stop

playing and help me here, please?

- Will it taste good?

- Mm, smells delicious.

- Mammy!

What are you doing here?

- I'm picking up

some things for Granny.

What are you doing here?

More to the point.

- I've been

practicing for a test.

You know, the

cookery summer school.

- I said no cooking.

- You said

no cooking in our kitchen.

- Wait till I tell your father.

It stinks in here.

- Mum ... this is

my new friend Anastasia.

- Who?

- Anasta ... sia.

- What are you talking about?

- She was here, right here.

- Are you okay, Mary?

- Of course I am.

Anastasia.

- There's no one here,

it's just me and you.

What, is this

like an imaginary friend?

- She was right

here, I swear she was.

- Mary, this is

a stressful time for all of us

with your

granny and hospital and ...

- She was right

in front of us, I swear.

- I could have

a word with Dr. Patel.

He's a nice man,

maybe he can help.

- I don't need

a doctor, I'm fine.

- We all need someone

to talk to sometimes.

- I am fine.

- Granny!

- Look who's here.

Are you still my fragrant rose?

- Don't be cheeky.

(laughing)

- We're like peas in a pod.

So how's the cooking practice

coming along?

- Mum banned me

from the kitchen.

But that didn't stop me.

- That's the spirit.

- Here you go.

Seedless.

Your favorites.

They're washed, honest.

- Thanks, love.

- Right, have fun you two.

Just gonna go

and chat to Doctor Patel.

- You know what I found

in the old recipe book?

An old photograph of Wexford.

- Ah, the farmhouse.

- I had a dream about it.

- You should be dreaming

about that cookery test.

(laughing)

- Oh, by the way...

(music)

- What are you up to?

- I made you this.

- You didn't.

- Colcannon,

from your recipe book.

(crunching)

- And there was no-one there,

but Mary was convinced

this Anastasia was real.

- Well, it could

very well be trauma related.

It's obvious how much

she loves her grandmother.

She doesn't want to ... lose her.

We have someone

here at the hospital

who could talk to her about it.

I could sit in too.

- Thank you, Dr. Patel.

- Call me Jamil.

- Just like

my granny's recipe.

- Did you make

this on your own, Mary?

- Course I did.

- I need to get out of here

and take you back

to that cooking school.

I promised those eejit judges,

remember?

- Hey, there's no rush.

We can always try next year.

Just get better, eh?

(gasping)

- Hello, you two.

- Phew. What's that smell?

- What?

- Okay, say

you goodbyes to Granny.

She must rest now.

Bye, Mammy.

- Granny.

My friend told me to tell you,

it'll all be grand.

See you tomorrow.

- So what were

you whispering to Granny?

- When?

- Just now.

- I had a message for her.

- Who from?

- From Anastasia.

- Oh, come on.

You're your imaginary friend.

- She's not imaginary.

I met her yesterday.

(female computer voice)

- Doors closing.

- So she's a stranger then.

What have we always said

about talking to strangers, eh?

- Dad was a stranger

when you first talked to him.

- That's

different and you know it.

- Anastasia's not a stranger.

She's my friend.

- So where is she?

(female computer voice)

- Doors opening.

- I had a word with Dr. Patel.

You said there's

someone you can talk to.

- No way.

I don't need a doctor.

- It's just a friendly chat.

Off the record.

- I'll prove

she's not imaginary.

- What?

Introduce me, like?

- Yes.

- Great.

And if, as I believe,

she doesn't show,

you'll speak to someone.

- Okay.

(music)

- Urgh.

(smelling)

Disgusting!

My wild Irish Rose

The sweetest flower that grows

You may search everywhere but none

can compare with my wild Irish rose

- Mammy?

- Oh Lord ... the flu

Up to bed with you, Tansey girl.

The sweetest flower that grows

I'll be grand.

She may let me take the bloom

from my wild Irish Rose

- Can I go with you?

- Granny will

need your help down here.

Won't you, Granny?

- Oh, I will.

I'd be

hopeless without our Emer.

- Paddy.

- Are you awake?

- No.

- I'm really

worried about Mary.

All this imaginary friend talk.

- There's nothing wrong

with a bit of imagination, love.

(dog running)

(suspense music)

(screaming)

(shouting)

- Granny! Granny!

- Get away from her.

Don't hurt my girl, away.

Go, go to hear me, away.

- Away, go away.

(water splashing)

- Maybe I do need

to see someone.

(door knocking)

- Hurry up, Mary, I need the loo.

- Cross your legs then.

- Open up.

- Or find a tree.

- Come on, open up.

- Morning, love.

You sleep well?

- Not bad.

- Look, I'm sorry

I pushed you so hard ...

... about your imaginary friend.

- Anastasia.

- Yeah.

We all have

our ways of coping.

- You're still

gonna meet her though.

A deal's a deal.

- Mammy was telling us

about your new friend.

- Can we come

and see her too, shrimp?

- Boys ... quiet and eat.

(smaking)

- How's Granny?

- Trouble.

- Oh, that's my Granny.

- Okay, time

to go see Anastasia.

- We haven't

finished breakfast.

- You wanna

meet her, don't you?

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Say hello from me.

- Tell her

don't be a stranger'!

- Ooh.

(music)

- Thanks for telling

Dommo and k*ller.

- Oh, they must have overheard

me talking to your daddy.

- Whatever.

- Well, hello, Scarlet.

How's poor Emer doing?

Nothing serious, I hope.

- Yeah, she'll be grand.

Just needs to get some rest.

- I'm sure the doctors know

what they're doing.

I'll be saying

a little prayer for her later.

- That's very kind, Mrs. Flynn.

- I'll be sure

to tell her you asked after her.

- Big for a little fella, isn't he?

- It's the breed,

and he's a she.

Come on, Enya.

- God, she's nosey.

- Shh.

- Mrs. Flynn, you remember that woman

I was with yesterday, don't you?

Mrs. Flynn!

- And that's what you get

for being cheeky.

(thunder rumbling)

(raining)

- Oh, great.

Where are we going, Mary?

(seagulls squawking)

Morning.

- Correct.

(thunder rumbling)

(music)

- We'll give

it a few more minutes.

- You don't think

she's real, do you?

- I haven't a clue

what's what at the moment, Mary.

Granny's so, she's,

and we don't seem to be able

to be in the same room

without arguing.

I just miss my little girl.

(shouting)

- Anastasia!

Where are you?

- Hello, Mary.

My name's Dr. Heaney,

and I don't bite.

- Well, I might.

- Quite.

So when did you

first meet Anastasia?

- I'm only here because I lost

a bet with my mammy and ...

- Mary, don't be rude.

- It's okay, Mrs. O'Hara.

Stress can make us feel ...

- I'm not stressed.

I just need

Granny to be better.

- And that's just what

we're trying to do in this place?

- Maybe this should cook her up

something that might help?!

- You seem to have

been doing a good job yourself.

- I don't believe it.

- Well, you should know

the food around here is ...

- I can assure you,

Mary, the food is very nutritious.

- I'll bet

you bring sandwiches.

You do, don't you?

-Well, er, some ... sometimes.

- Can we go

back to Mary, please?

- Is there anything else

that's been on your mind ...

... apart from Anastasia.

- I have odd dreams.

- Oh, and what happens

in these dreams?

- I'm a dog,

a big dog, and I go ...

(howling)

- Hmm.

- Well, I thought

that went well.

- Oh, did you?

You were so rude.

And don't give me that

being honest rubbish.

Dr. Heaney was

trying to help you.

Dr. Patel trying to help you.

I'm trying to ...

(gasping) Whoa!

- That'll be

my imaginary friend.

I was calling you yesterday.

Where were you?

- I'm not a dog, you know.

You can't whistle

and I go running.

- I needed a rest.

- Did you give

your granny my message?

- Yes.

This is my mammy.

- You must be Scarlet.

- So you're Anastasia.

- Do you want to come in?

- Yes, Um, sorry.

- Water didn't boil

on its own in my day.

- What do you mean your day?

It makes you sound ancient.

- Mary.

- Do you know?

You two could be sisters.

- So Anastasia, what

do you want with my daughter?

- I just wanted her to give

her granny a message.

- Well, what was this message

you gave my mother?!

- That it'll all be grand.

- What's all grand

about my mammy dying?

- Dying isn't

all bad, you know.

So long as your time's right.

- Why are you doing this to us?

- Fridge raid.

- Hungry.

Me, hungry.

- What time is dinner, Ma?

- Fridge raid completed.

(eerie music)

(porcelain clattering)

- Sorry about that.

Disappearing really

takes it out of me.

- Why do it?

- I don't want

everyone seeing me.

Oh, girls, you're not

telling me you haven't guessed it.

- Are you

telling us you're a ghost?

- Wow, so

you're like haunting us?

- Shh, Mary, she's no ghost.

It's just a trick.

- I have another

name you might recognize.

I'm a shorter than Anastasia.

- And?

- Tansy.

I never met my granny.

She died of the flu

years before I was born.

Her name was Tansy.

- So you're saying

you're my great granny's ghost?

- Er, hello?

Dr. Patel?

Oh.

No, I understand.

We'll make our way over.

Thanks for ringing.

It's granny.

She's not good.

- What are we gonna do?

- Better put on your raincoat, Mary.

- I'd like to see Emer too.

- Can she, Mammy?

Well?

- Okay. But don't go

upsetting her with this ghost rubbish.

Paddy, Mammy's not good.

Can you feed the lads?

I'll call you when I can.

Okay, love you, bye.

- We have to get her

something healthy to eat.

- Okay, but let's be quick.

(music)

- So what other

ghostly things can you do?

- We don't all stick our heads

under our arms, you know.

- Say you are a ghost.

Why are you here?

Why now?

- The flu took

away my time with Emer.

Took me before I was ready.

- She got the flu too.

She told me.

- A lot of people did,

but she beat it.

Had a fine life.

But now she needs my help.

- What do you mean, had?

- Emer's preparing to go now.

- Go where?

- She means

Granny is going to die.

- Come to take my Granny away.

(music)

- Death is part of life.

(Gaelic song)

- It's okay, they don't bite.

- There'd be no famine

in here, that's for sure.

- We've got company.

- Is he following us?

- He's like a policeman.

Well, at least he thinks he is.

- Look at this!

A chicken!

It's already plucked!

- Stop!

- You're making

him more suspicious.

- I'd give him

something to be suspicious about.

- Watch this.

So good.

- Whoa.

(laughing)

(screaming)

(laughing)

- That was awesome.

- Yes, but it

takes a lot out of me.

- Where have you two been?

We've gotta get going.

- Chilling.

- Keep the change.

- I'll just park the car.

See you in a sec.

- Well, let's go see Granny.

- I can't.

- Of course you can.

- It's just like the supermarket.

- The problem is the lights.

The brighter they are,

they've done me in so they have.

- Ghost?

Ghost!

- I think we'd best check

your medication, Mr. Rooney.

- She disappeared right in front of us.

- There, there.

- I have to see Emer.

She hasn't much time now.

- I don't want Granny to die.

- I know,

but she needs our help.

- Okay, I'll go get her.

But you better make sure

everything is grand.

- Got yourself

a deal, Mary O'Hara.

- Wait for my mammy.

I'll be as quick as I can.

(music)

- Just going to give

my Granny some fruit.

- Oh, she'll like that, love.

(female computer voice)

- Doors closing.

(female computer voice)

- Doors opening.

- Oh, hello, Mary.

Where's your mother?

- She's parking the car, Dr. Patel.

Can I take my Granny

down for a walk?

- Nice idea,

but she's too weak, I'm afraid.

I'll explain it

to your mother in detail

when she's here.

- Well, okay.

Here, to go with your sandwich.

- Thank you,

yes. Sandwich.

(soft music)

- Granny, Granny.

- Is that Mary?

- Do you want

to go on an adventure?

There's someone

who wants to meet you.

- Well, there's nothing else

going on around here.

Don't run, don't shout

Don't be bold,

they always scold me

Don't steal your Granny

That's the one

they never told me

We've got the wheels

Let's roll on out

across the land

There's not much time, but

Sure, look, it'll all be grand

Let's run, let's go

These walls

will never hold me

Your life's your life, girl,

The word she always told me

Let's break the rules

No one else will understand

There's not much time, but

Sure, look, it'll all be grand

Don't stop, don't fret

Don't let my doubts control me

Your love's my life girl

Her love will always hold me

Let's have a craic

We'll grin

and giggle while we can

There's not much time, but

Sure, look,

it'll all be grand

It'll all be grand

It'll all be grand

- Oh, so sorry.

It took ages to park.

Where's Mary?

- Here.

- Are you kidding me?!

(yelling)

- Woo-hoo!

- What did Dr. Patel

have to say about this?

- He was too busy to notice.

- I'll pop her straight back.

- Right, well that's okay then.

(laughing)

- Granny, I said

someone wanted to see you.

- Mary.

Hello, Emer.

- Oh, who's this?

- Sure you know who I am.

(music)

Have you come

to collect me ... Mammy?

- Not yet.

Look at you,

you'll catch your death.

- Bit late for that now, love.

- Come on, back to the ward again.

- No, Scarlet,

I'm not going back in there.

It's time to go home.

- Well of course,

you can stay with us,

but I'll speak to Dr. Patel.

- No, to Wexford.

- To your old home?

- Wexford,

it's such a long drive,

and it's late already, and ...

- Wexford.

- Well, Mammy?

- I cannot believe

we're doing this.

(goofing off, sticking out tongue)

(laughing)

- You're right in the back.

- Oh!

Amazing.

- Oh yeah,

it's a weird one, that.

(screaming)

- Easy, Mary.

- Does it hurt?

Dying?

- Like I said,

it'll all be grand.

- Oh no, I know who that'll be.

- Hello?

- Hello, Dr. Patel.

- Scarlet, is

your mother with you?

- Yes, yes, she is.

- Yeah, I really can't tell you

how irresponsible you are being.

Your mother needs

specialist treatment.

- Well, I'm sorry,

Dr. Patel, but it feels right.

She needs to be with us now.

- I can arrange

for her to be an outpatient.

- Just bring her back.

- Doc, I ...

- Hello? Scarlet?

Can you hear me?

- You're breaking up, sorry.

- Awesome.

- No, it wasn't.

We need petrol.

- Do you know what?

I'd laugh and ice cream,

a big one with sprinkles and sauce,

but not nuts,

they play havoc with my teeth.

- I want a burger.

- And you wanting

to be a world famous chef?

- I'm having the afternoon off.

- Not more sliding fans.

What's wrong with handles?

Why is

everything in such a hurry?

- Welcome

to the home of fast food.

(people chattering)

- I wouldn't feed that

to my greyhound.

- That dog?

- Still angry with the lad, eh?

- Dogs are unlucky.

And they're vicious.

- That's your grandmother

speaking, Emer.

She never did like him.

She said he gave

you the flu that k*lled you.

- Dogs don't give you the flu.

- I, I know that.

But I could have.

I did, didn't I?

I got the flu

and I gave it to you.

- To think you've been

holding that in all these years.

- Hmm.

- Emer.

A lot of people had

the flu back then.

It was only a matter

of time before I'd get it.

Come on,

let's get this down us.

- Not long now.

I'm sorry

for not believing you, about ...

...about Tansy and all.

- There is a lot to believe.

You are forgiven.

- Why, thank you.

Right, somewhere around here.

- Don't turn off.

Keep driving.

- I thought you

wanted to go to Wexford.

- There's something else

we need to do.

Something more important.

- Like what?

Look, this is nuts.

You aren't well, Mammy.

- She's right.

- I am?

- You'll both

do as you're told.

It's my last request.

Now ... who's going to pull me out?

(muffled voices) - Francis, make sure you

thoroughly clean those artichokes

And keep

your station nice and tidy.

- I can't wait to sample

your deconstructed cottage pie, Nathan.

- I promised I'd be back.

- Oh God, it's them.

- Well, there isn't

much time left, I'm afraid.

- Less than an hour.

Well then, you better get

cracking, Mary.

Go on then.

A good chef

doesn't need much time.

- What do we do, so?

- We find

somewhere quiet so Emer can rest.

- I'm gonna have plenty

of time to rest soon enough.

I'm staying put.

- So, what are you

going to cook in 45 minutes?

- There aren't

many ingredients left.

- Colcannon.

- Colcannon it is.

Good luck.

It's not about being smart

Or the herbs

Or the heat

Or the timing

It's really all about the heart

Love's the thing

that gives food its true meaning

Cook with heart

Jump right in and start

She taught me

Everything she knew

Soda bread,

cottage pie, Irish stew

I'll get this right

Cook with heart

with all of your heart

- Yes. The sand.

She taught me

how to hold a spoon

How to mix,

how to bake, how to taste

Her time is soon

I'm going to

win before we part

I'll pass this test

I'll be a chef the very best

I'll cook

with all of my heart

- Time's up.

- Done.

- You know,

it's been a long time

since I've had colcannon.

- Simple food.

You are either

very brave or very foolish.

- Brave?

It runs in the family.

- Well?

- Well?!

- It's a sensation.

I could eat this all day.

- A masterpiece, Mary.

- Yes, yes, thank you.

Did you hear that, Granny?

Mammy? Tansy?

So cool, isn't it?

- Yes, so cool, my dear.

Well, you are

certainly into the summer camp.

She's quite a talent.

You must be proud.

- Oh, I am.

I don't know

where she gets it from.

- Well, never judge

a book by its cover.

And what do you mean by that?

Every woman

in my family has got

more talent in her little finger

than those eejits

- I'll see you

in a couple of weeks then, eh?

- Yes.

Will you be coming alone?

- Yes.

Granny won't be here.

- What about you?

- What are you waiting for?

- Mammy?

- Yes?

- Can I have

some proper chef's knives?

- Early birthday present. I'll be careful.

- I'll ask your dad.

Dad!

Oh, I left the phone off.

Call him, will you, Mary?

- Isn't that ill*gal?

- Hands-free.

Oh, it's on message.

Um, hey, Paddy.

We're on a bit

of a road trip here with Emer.

I'll give you

a ring later to explain.

... love to the boys.

And you.

I feel bad.

They should be here too.

- Car is too small.

- You know what I mean.

They love Granny.

- It's okay.

I've left them my Elvis records.

- Mammy.

- All right.

We're here.

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

- Whoa!

- Okay, Mary.

Break out Granny's wheelchair.

- I don't suppose you're

in the mood for climbing, Granny?

- Away with you.

- Okay, Tansy.

Up you come.

- Oh, very clever.

- Hey, Scarlett,

what are you doing up there?

- Yeah, very funny.

Ha ha!

- So overgrown.

No one's lived here

since you left.

- I've been here before.

- Whoa!

- I dreamt about this place.

- Careful, Mary.

- I was a big dog.

I was running.

And then I saw you.

- Me?

- As a little girl,

like in your photo.

You were leaning into the well.

- No one was about.

I had to stop you, save you.

I'd already lost Tansy.

Not you too.

- You scared me.

Granny thought

you were attacking me.

- I saved you.

The Greyhound

saved you, Granny.

- I didn't know that.

I was only little.

So tired.

- Come on.

Let's get you out of the wind.

Hold my hand

Understand

There are only ...

... so many heartbeats

- What a mess.

- It may look

all broken, but it lives on.

Memory.

Remember the fire

in the grate, Emer?

- Well, will you look at that?

- Oh, lovely.

- Your favorite spot, eh?

- Yes, Mammy.

I can still smell the dog.

- Do you hear that?

Look.

- Oh ... a hegg.

- A fine class

of an egg, full of new life.

- You should put it back, love.

- There you go.

- I love you, Emer.

And I've always

looked over you.

I want you to know that.

- Is it time?

- Mammy.

What are you doing

over there, love?

- Oh, Mammy.

- Don't worry.

It'll be grand.

Mary, don't forget now.

None of that modern muck, right?

- Not a chance, Granny.

- Ah, I know that kiss.

It's me ... Scarlett.

(eerie music)

(Gaelic song)

- Hello, Mammy.

- Food!

I need food!

- Hungry. Hungry. Hungry.

- I'm bigger!

- I'm starving!

- You're always starving.

- Not half as much as me.

- First, come over here

and give your mammy a big hug.

- Huh?

- You want to eat again?

Ohhh.

Mammy's little angels.

And guess who got

into summer school?

- Go you!

- I knew you'd nail it.

You'll be a top chef yet, Mary.

- I've missed you, you know.

- Then you'd better get

your bum over to England then.

There's plenty of room.

- Time for summer school.

- Gotta go.

Yes.

- After you, Chef.

(singing)

- Shrimp-ooh.

(singing)

Shrimp-ooh.

(singing)

Shrimp-ooh.

- Hey, you two.

(singing)

- Shrimp-...

- Is someone here

who wants to say hello?

- Oh, look at him.

[barking]

- Fresh from a well.

One rescue dog.

[barking]

- Hello, you.

- Oh, he's amazing.

- Ohh ... I'm Mary.

[barking]

- What's his name?

- I was taken ... Elvis?

- Elvis?

How are ya, Elvis?

- Come on, Mary.

[barking]

- Ready?

- As ready as you'll ever be.

- You're so cheeky.

- I'm a rip, alright.

[music]

[seagulls squawking]

(music)

Now the story

has been told.

Joys and sorrows

of young and old.

Pictures fall

as the pages turn.

Of lives well lived

and lessons learnt.

You're forever in our heart.

Forever in our life

Your bright light shines

But if ever days are dark

And nights are weighing down.

You know your love

is all around.

Your love is all around.

Time is shared

in random amounts.

We have to make each

heartbeat count

Knowing all things

must pass

Its through our love

that your life lasts

As the wind blows

through the trees

We can feel you

on the breeze

Knowing you're always there

We can move on,

you're filling the air

You're forever

in our hearts

Forever in our minds

Your bright light shines

But if ever days

are dark

And nights are

weighing down

We know your love

is all around

Your love is all around

You're forever

in our heart

Forever in our mind

Your bright light shines

But if ever days

are dark

And nights are

weighing down

We know your love

is all around

Your love is all around

It's not about being smart

or the herbs

Or the heat

or the timing

It's really all about

the heart

Love's the thing that gives food

its true meaning

Cook with heart,

Jump right in and start

She taught me

everything she knew

Soda bread,

cottage pie, Irish stew

I'll get this right

Cook with heart,

with all of your heart

She taught me

how to hold the spoon

How to mix, how

to bake, how to taste

Her time is soon

I'm going to win before we part

I'll pass this test,

I'll be a chef

The very best,

I'll cook with all of my heart