Into the West (1992)

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Now Boys, don't be afraid
of this old welfare man.

Just do as I tell you.

And the Murphy will
get their money.

I'm not your father. You understand
me? The other man is your father.

- What's your name?
- Murphy.

What's your name?

What's your name?

Ossie. Ossie Reilly.

Are you trying to get me
deported in jail now? Why?

What's your name, again?

Murphy.

Murphy.

Murphy. It's the most common
name in Ireland. Just Murphy.

Don't start the funny breathing.

Just tell your name to the man.

So Mister Murphy, what do you want
from the department of social welfare?

An address, sir!

You want a commodation?

Just a roof above our head, sir.

For the winter
that's coming, sir.

How many children...

do you have?

About fifteen, sir.

Aye. About fifteen,
sir, roughly...

You mean, you don't know
how many children you have?

I'd have to count them, sir.

Children! Children!

Come on. Don't keep
the man waiting!

Fourteen.

How many boys and
how many girls?

I don't count them
like that, sir...

Hands up,

for the girls.

One, two, three, five, six...

Hands up, the boys.

What's your name, little man?

Murphy.

What's your christian name?

Mister. Mister Murphy.

So, we would like the address,
sir. To claim for the assistance.

Right, ok. Now just take
this to the welfare office.

And you'll be entitled to a large allowance
from the department for fourteen children.

Grandpa! Have you
come to live with us?

Oh no, it's too high
for me up there.

Papa, can we go on the horse?

It's your grandfather's
horse not mine.

Can we go on the horse?

Please!

You can if you're able.

Ossie, go away.

Still, horse, g*dd*mn it!

Lost your gift, eh, papa?

Méfie-toi de lui.

Watch out for him Ossie,
he might be a bad one!

By god, Ossie, you
must have the gift!

He seems to like you!

He likes me cause I like him.

Can you take all
the bumps from her?

I could do it for 60.



Give me 50.

I tell you, all I've got is 40.

Give me 40.

So, when can I take her?

Come see me next week
or the week after.

- I'll be in touch, then.
- Good man. Good luck.

- The kids look great.
- Yeah, yeah

They'd be happier on the road.

I'll go for a drink.
You're coming?

We're travellers, we don't belong
here with the settled people.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'll be gone before you're up.

- I'll see you when I'll see you.
- You might never see me again?

Suit yourself!

You're a fallen man, Papa.

This isn't the way Mary would've
raised them. God rest her.

Come with me, Papa.

Call the boys and jump up in the
back. And we'll go to the West.

Back to the old life.

You listen to me. That boys are staying here.
I don't want them to run around the country...

with their a*s falling out of their
trousers, The old ways is dead.

Good luck.

Welcome to the modern world!

Don't let me keep
you from the drink.

You won't.

I bet you no one
can jump the fire.

Sure, I could.

No! Don't! Don't!

He is my horse.
What's his name?

He's called...

Tír na nÓg.

What does it mean?

"The Land of Eternal Youth."

But why is he called that?

Because he came from
a land under the sea.

Oisin was the most handsome
traveller that ever lived.

And the princess told him...

he was too handsome
ever to grow old...

as she took him away over
the sea, to the land...

of Eternal Youth.

And there they stayed
for thousand years.

But Oisin was a traveller.
He missed his caravan.

He missed all his old pals.

But the princess told him if he
ever went back he would die...

because he was a 1000 years old.

But the princess couldn't
bear to see Oisin sad,

so she gave him her great white
horse and told him he must never,

never...

get off its back.

But Oisin was a softy, his
heart was bigger than his head.

He was sad when he came home

to see how changed the land was
and how poor the people were.

He saw a group of man
trying to move a big rock.

Now he could lift it over his
head such was his streght...

but, remember, he couldn't
get off the horse.

So he rode the great whit horse

over to the men

and he started to roll the stone

along the ground

with his right hand.

But by god a terrible
thing happened.

The saddle broke and
Oisin fell down...

on the ground in
front of their eyes.

Here is what they saw:

they saw the most
handsome man on earth

get older and older

and greyer and greyer.

And his hair grew down to
his waist and his fingernails

grew 3 inches long

and his bones began
to crumble and snap!

But everybody watching
was terrified!

And then,

Oisin disintegrated
before their eyes.

He turned into dust.

A little heap of
ashes on the ground...

was all that was left of him.

These ashes!

What does "disintegrate" mean?

It means to fall apart.

He should have stayed put.

What does the
princess look like.

Close your eyes.

Now, do you see a
beautiful woman?

- Yeah.

- Well, that's her. That's
the beautiful princess.

Come on Ossie, time to go.

I'm not getting down.

Come on your father'll
be worried about you.

Papa never comes home but very
late when he's gone to drink.

Your father was a
great man, you know.

He used to be the king of all the
travellers. He was the youngest ever.

- Was he really?
- He was.

When?

When your mother was alive your
father was afraid of nobody.

- Time for bed!
- I don't want to get old!

You won't get old,
Ossie. Not yet.

Good bye, Tir na nOg.
We have to go home.

Can we keep him?

And where would you put him?

Dirty kids! Come down, I'm
waiting here like a fool!

Get out of his way. He
doesn't like being trapped.

Where did you find that?

Tito, he's doing it again.

Quick, get a buck and a shovel.

Was there a Wild West in Irland?

There still is a
Wild West in Ireland.

- Where?
- Down the country.

- Were travellers Indians?
- No. We were the cowboys.

I'm hungry.

Did your dad not
leave you any money?

- No.
- When your dad goes to the welfare office, go with him.

If not, he'll drink it all.

You understand?

We're not getting
any money today.

Why?

Because your
breathing is not bad.

You have to do the bad
breathing. Why is it not bad?

I don't know. It's just ok.

Well, you'll have to pretend.

Is that ok?

Make it worse!
They're starving.

God bless you, thanks, sir!

A piece for a cup of tea?

- The chips are good?
- Yes!

We were travellers
once, Tír na nÓg.

We were making things out of tin for
people. That's why they called us "tinkers".

We were like gypsies.

Why are you talking
to the horse?

Why not?

We used to tell
fortunes and do magic.

Don't listen to him, Tír na nÓg. He
was never a real traveller like me.

Why was I never
a real traveller?

'Cause you were
never on the road.

Why was I never on the road?

Because mummy died.

And Papa didn't want to be
on the road without her.

How did mummy die?

I don't know.

Talk to the horse.

Passe me the soap.

Scrub him good.

Be careful! I hate when
soap get's in my eyes.

So do I.

I'm trying to wash him.

May we come in? We're from
the residence committee.

We've reason to believe that
you're harbouring a poney?

A horse.

It's in there. I've
seen him meself.

Look!

Look!

Get rid of that before
tonight or else...

Or else what?

Action will be taken.

We've had enough trouble
with you travellers, ok?

We have to maintain certain
standards. Keep things civilised!

Civilised!

You want to come to my lot again I'll make
hamburger of you on the pavement below.

You understand me?

- I'm sorry!
- Say, you're sorry!

- I'm sorry!
- Get out!

Mister Reilly, I'm allright
for your people staying...

Get out!

From the department.

I'm serving you with a summon
for keeping a dangerous horse.

Get out with the horse.

Get away from him, boy.

Papa, Papa! They're
taking our horse!

Papa, stop them!
I'll learn to read.

I don't care if you drink!

Stop them taking Tir na nOg!

Please, Papa, stop them!

Easy!

The next door!

Stop, Tir na nOg!

Move them back.

To the horse box.

Go out, get it down!

Move it out!

Get him into the van!

I sh**t him...?

Hold, hold on!

Tir na nOg!

Back!

I'll take it!

Go away, it's my horse.

Please, don't hurt him.

You're gonna pay for
the damage, tinker?

You let him go.

It's your fault!

It's your fault!

Stop it!

Sir, Sir? I have
the money for the...

I have the money for the horse. I
don't want him to go for auction.

It's already been sold.

What do you mean, sold?

It's been sold.

To who?

To a big business
man in County Meath.

You've no right to
sell that horse.

You've no right to sell
that horse. You hear me?

That horse belonged to my kids

Sir, I have all the money
here. For the horse.

What are you on about?

I've £55. I have it all here.

Get the hell out of here
before we put you in a cell.

- Move it!

That's my money. I'm going.

I see, you're a brave man.

I wouldn't argue with you, sir, I
wouldn't But you're a brave man alright...

You forget you heard
any of this, understand?

Too high!

I don't know anyone
who would go over that.

Higher.

You'll break its
neck, Mister Hartnett.

Higher.

Higher, go higher.

Come on now, that's enough. Pay me
my money, let me get back to work.

Has the traveller signed
over the horse yet?

Has he? It has got
to be official.

It will be sorted. I got to get
back. Can't be seen around here.

That's just for starters.

Right?

Papa! Ossie can't breath
again. Please, Da.

Steam will help, Ossie.

We've got to find him.
He's still there somewhere.

How do you know?

I just know.

Come on, Ossie! We've to get
them all on before tomorrow!

- Where are you going?
- County Meath.

County Meath is a big
place. Which part?

We're looking for a big
business man in County Meath.

What's his name?

I don't know.

Go home before you
get into trouble.

Are you John Reilly?

Why do you want to know?

You have two sons at
St Andrew's school?

What's the last time
your boys were at school?

A while.

Two months is that right?

En février?

Not that long.

You haven't been at school
for 2 months and 4 days.

They'll be at school
tomorrow, sir.

They will.

Thanks very much.

Boys, you know what they'll
do if you don't go to school?

They'll take you away for good.
You'll learn to read and write.

Too much catching up to do.


you see this again.

Here's your dinner. Eat
up before it gets cold.

This is an old film, that one.

Get out of the way, Mrs Murphy!

Little bugger, you!

He's out there, somewhere.

I just know.

We're looking for
weeks and weeks.

Come on. Let's go in. We
can't keep looking forever.

Tir na nOg is down there.

Come on, Ossie. Let's go in.

He's not happy.

"We have to go to bed...
early... says mum.

"Be... because...
to... tomorrow...

"we go on a...

"J... O... U... a trip."

Watch it.

Open your eyes. Why
are your eyes closed?

I was praying.

You have to stop thinking
about Tir na nOg.

Let's go take a video?

We've seen all these cowboys.

We have to get a new one.

If "National Security" s
promise holds good he should.

Win the Jameson Gold Cup.

Are you ok?

Tito!

It's Tir na nOg!

Turn up the sound, mister...

the owner, head of Europe's
largest security company.

M. Hartnett...

Who is he? Who is that man?

Big business man.

Where did you buy the horse?

No, I bred it myself
in my glade stood.

That's a lie!

National Security was
a late developper...

but we got it to jump...

We have to get
him. Come on Tito

Here. In here.

Are you a member of a
political organisation?

How many are in the g*ng?

What ages are your children?

What does it has
to do with my kids?

In here, you.

Sit down.

If I just knew what you want...

I'd help you.

- Shut up.
- Wait!

Again, Terry.

Stop there.

Are they your children?

Isn't this stealing, Tito?

He's ours. You want
to take him back?

- No!
- Then shut up. It's too late now.

- Is it us they're after?
- Sure it is!

Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

And then, Tir na nOg, when
you left I couldn't breath.

And then Papa went to
the police station.

And we didn't go to school
and we couldn't find you.

But I said a prayer and then
you appeared on television...

and then we called you, and
you threw them of your back,

and then we escaped and now
the police are after us.

What do we do now, Tir na nOg?

It's a good saddle.

I give you £20.

It's worth much more.

Hundreds.

I give you £20 or I give
you a kick up the a*s.

You think you can make us
look like complete fools?

Where are they?

I've told you a thousand times before
I don't know where they are. I swear.

What kind of father are you?

Not a father at
all, he's a coward!

I'll bust your head!

Where are they?

Did you get the
chocolate biscuits?

He only likes the
chocolate ones.

I know, I got them.

Where are we going?

To the West.

The Wild West!

Let's start again.

Will you answer me honestly? Do
you know where your boys are?

No. I don't know. I don't know.

Don't worry. A white
horse is easily spotted.

Take his statement.

And let him go.

Sign.

IO can't write.

- What?
- I said, I can't write.

An X will do.

I'll put no mark on the paper.

Sign.

What does it say?

It's just a consent
to sell the horse.

That would make my boys thieves.

They are bloody thieves.

Get him away here.

No sightings of boys or horse.

They must be outside our area.
Do you wish us to relocate?

What's that?

It's only me. We've
stopped again.

Are you not cold?

Not too bad.

Is Tir na nOg not asleep?

He can sleep standing up.

I wish I could do that.

Tito, what did mummy look like?

She looked like you.

Was her breathing ok?

Except when she laughed.

What happened then?

When she laughed
she couldn't breath.

What colour was her hair?

Like yours.

Was she big or small?

Big. But look,

I'm not answering any
more questions, ok?

Go to sleep.

Tito. Thanks for the coat.

You, where is my
kids? And that horse?

They're ok.

You've been filling
their heads...

full of stupid stories.

Now, calm down.

If you wasn't an old man I'd
crack your bloody head up.

You would try.

Bloody stupid
superstitious stories!

That's what k*lled
your daughter.

That's what k*lled Mary.

Don't blame me for Mary's death.

Bloody stupid superstition! That's
what has her rotting in the grave.

No, she is not
rotting in the grave.

Where is she then?

I don't see her anywhere
around here. Do you?

I don't see her awaking in the
morning whistling to herself.

I don't see her tearing me heart upside
down with that little smile of hers on.

You never grieved for her.

Never grieve her? I spent 7
years in hell without her!


died. 7 years crying, when no one was looking.

You can't be afraid to cry because
of that people who are watching.

You can't hide death.

Do you want to
make a big trouble?

Is that what you want?
King of the travellers...

By Jesus I give it to you

Oh, Mary!

Is that enough for you?

Is that what you want? Is it?

They've been spotted in
Tallow. Get the road open!

It's too high.

Just keep going!

It's still dark. This
is the longest night...

I've ever seen.

It just seems.

You never stop moaning, Ossie!

Ow. God. My head's burst!

Tito, don't leave me!

Come back!

Don't worry, you'll be ok.

How far are we from Dublin, Mrs?

How many miles to Dublin?

This is Dublin!

Shite!

Ossie, come back!

You shouldn't have
left us, Tito.

I won't leave you
again, Ossie, I promise.

I know who you are!

Did you tell her who we are?

No! Of course not! She must
have heard it on the news.

Are we on the news?

It's the Rockies!

Let's go!

Fire, Silver!

Look out there's
a man on the road!

Reilly, get out of here!

No problems!

Hold it for a minute!

I'm looking for
a friend of mine.

You remind me of someone.

How are you, Track?
I need your help.

Don't you get it from the welfare
man? We get along without you, Papa.

I need you to track me kids.

Friends of yours?
Papa Reilly is back,

bad luck isn't far behind!

Tracker!

Ok, let him through.

Have you seen Barreller?

Over there.

Papa! Jesus!

Jesus, it's you?

It's me Barreller.

I knew you'd be back!

I've lost me boys; Barreller.
What am I going to do?

You're still drinking?

Not today. I haven't
the heart for it.

Let's go riding way out West!

We'll have fun until the death!

GOD BLESS THE TRAVELLERS

What does it say?

It says... "God...

bless... the... travellers."

Is that the big word?

- What?
- "Travellers"? - Yeah

Why did he take us here?

- Maybe he wants us to say a prayer?
- Will we?

What did you pray for, Ossie?

That Tir na nOg
would take us home.

What home? we can't go
back to the towers, can we?

Would he turn back
if we wanted him to?

Of course he would.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

I've had enough
of these berries!

We'll get some walnuts later.

Nuts! We'd need
more than nuts.

I'm starving! Why can't
we go to the shops?

Cowboys don't go to the shop.

That's giving up.

Anyway, what would you get
in a shop that cowboys eat?

- Beans!

- Beans, ok?
- Yeah, sure.

Ok, I'll go. I won't be
long, Ossie. Promise.

Nothing!

Nothing here. Go
down to Jamestown.

M. Hartnett, did
you find a horse?

We've got fine
white mares for you.

Look at this one, M. Hartnett.

Get out of my way!

Damn it, someone must
have seen the animal!

on the whereabouts of the
horse "National Security"...




CHAMPION SHOWJUMPER
STILL MISSING

How much?



- Chocolate?
- 6 bars.

Is that a paper?

- Why've you got it hiding behind your back?
- I didn't steal it.

I never said you did!

£3.25

What does the paper say?

It says we stole Tir na nOg.

It's ours.

We can't go to jail.

Why not?

We're much too young.

We can go to a home thoug...

We have a home, Tito.

I know. But this is a home,
where they don't let you out.

That's a jail!

Is there a reward for us?

Is there?

Tell me, Tito! Tell me
Tito, or I'll k*ll you.

Is there or isn't there
a reward? I bet there is.

£5?



£5000!

Yeah! Brilliant!

We are real cowboys!

Wanted! We are real cowboys!

What was that?

Beans.

Maybe he'll change.

I can't see it.

Mary Riley died in his arms
giving birth to his child.

Don't you understand?

He blames us for Mary's death.

- He blames himself.
- They are to blame.

- Who?
- Them.

The settled people.

Papa is one of them now.

You're sure?

He's a stone.

When you throw a stone into
a lake it's not happy...

until it hits the bottom.

Make sure he does not
drag us all with him.

Barreller, will you come
with me tomorrow, will you?

I'm no tracker. I'll
just be company.

That's what I want, that's
what I'm looking for.

- You'll come?
- I will. s

We won't find those kids in the
dark. They are travellers kids.

Come on, come on and dance.

Stop it!

Dancing like an animal and your children are out
on the road without a mother to look after them.

I'll take them out of you hands for good when
I'll catch them, give them a proper home!

This is my home.

Nobody asked you to come here.

I'm watching you.

Call me when the animals leave.

Stay back. Let them be.

Are you awake?

Not really.

What would you say Papa
is doing right now?

He'll be out to drink.

Mary!

Why did you leave me behind you?

I need your help.

What's wrong?

I can't sleep, Kathleen.

I can't sleep in that caravan.

I can help you.

How?

I can track as
good as me brother.

The road is no place for you.

Why won't your brother
come up with me?

Tracker doesn't trust you, John.

He thinks I should bury
her like a traveller?

Burn the caravan. Let
her spirit go free.

Maybe you should.

Still no sign of the
traveller boys...

I haven't been on one of
those horses for 7 years.

That motor car won't take you
to where your boys are gone.

- Don't brake his back whatever you do.
- Or mine!

Come on now, boys.

We'll better do what we're told.

Shite! Come on get out.

They're leaving cross
country on horses!

So now they've spotted
them in France.

I knew that would happen
when he offered that reward.

What's that?

That's the signature giving us
permission to sell the horse.

- What signature?
- The loafer's.

I think you mean M. Reilly.

The drunken, bloody no good

sponging nucka!

What's this?

Oh, that's ok. It's..
It's the cavalry.

No, it's not, it's the posse!

Have they seen us?

I don't think so.

Are they catching up?

I don't know, I'm
afraid to look back.

He's gone to the ground...

It's ok, Ossie, quiet.

Were you scared?

- No... were you?
- No.

Ossie! Tito!

Anything over there?

Nothing.

Kathleen, see anything?

Your boys were here alright.

They're gone about 6 hours.

Them two boys never forgot...

the tricks of the travellers.

They're heading due west.

Tir na nOg, stop,
you're pulling my arms.

Stop wiggling, you
wanted to ride up front.

Oh, I'm sore.

Then get down and walk.

No. I don't want to get down.

Maybe the sun doesn't
set in Tir na nOg.

That's why they
don't get old there.

Nobody can stop the sun.

Grow up, Ossie.

I don't want to grow up.

Why?

I don't want to
get old like Oisin.

- What?
- I don't want to turn into dust.

I've had enough of
it. I'm getting down.

My legs are gone.

My legs...

They're all jelly.

I can't stand.

Ossie...

I'm getting old.

Look at me nails.
They're gone to dust.

You're ok Tino?

No, I'm getting old!

No, Tino, no! Help him!

Mummy!

Mummy is dead, Ossie.
Why are you calling her?

I thought Papa would come.

Tito, I'm afraid.

You are alright now,
Ossie? Aren't you?

You are alright now, Ossie?

I don't want to
stay out tonight.

Well, I've got £4.26.

We can either get a meal or
a hotel. Which do you want?

I'm hungry.

You can only have one.

Let's get a hotel.

How much for a room?

For who?

Me and me brother.

Are you travellers?

No, cowboys.

No, we don't take cowboys

here.

You are going to the pictures. When everybody
leaves open the side door there for me.

You've got any
money for pop-corn?

Ossie, we have to try
and keep our money.

I'm starving.

Ok, ok. Don't spend it all.

We haven't that much left.

Where were you?

Come in quick.

Oh Tito, you should
have seen it!

It was great.

He does like it.

I'm gonna try the

What a guzzler!

I don't know what
switch is the projector.

Lets switch them all on.

I can't see. Turn the
lights off in there.

There's nothing going hon here.

Quiet as a grave.

The rain must keep
them out the streets.

Bad night boys.

Dad?

- It's the cowboys.
- I thought it was the Indians?

There's a funny smell.

Evening sir. 3 large
cods and chips, sir.

You gonna serve them, Rico?

No trouble.

No trouble from us.

One of them is a squaw, lads!

Cross her palm with silver, pal!

They do no harm.

You know that they
are Nuckas, Rico?

Magpies.

Steel eyes of your head
and come back for the lids.

My people were the poets and
seers on the roads of Ireland

when yours where
still in the trees

picking the lice
out of their fur.

Where is you child?

Never met a tinker
woman without a baby.

- She must be a virgin, Saul.
- She doesn't look like a virgin.

Those lads are too drunk

to look after you.

You have a short life
line. And no heart at all.

Stay out of it you
tinker's wh*re!

Take it easy, John.

They were taking me
children, Kathleen.

It was only a
dream. It's alright.

The boys need a home.

Why did you leave you husband?

He wanted to settle.

Central heating and that.

Why do you keep
travelling, Kathleen?

It's in the blood.

Out there you are alone.

You're part of nothing.

What have we in the
end? Only children.

It's good to see you smile,
John. Good night - Good night.

Jump, Ossie.

Go on, Silver!

Everything ready to go? I
want 20 men. Hard types.

Run.

We're done for.

Block it.

How did we get into this?

- It's not my fault.
- It's not my fault either.

Open the door!

Police.

Open the door!

I'm sorry...

for barging in.

Open the door please, or
he'll wrack your house.

Can we have something to eat?

- Here.
- Thanks.

Go away.

Sir, Dublin on the radio.

Super intendent O'Mara.

To the hell with him.
Tell him I signed off.

I'm freezing.

I'm cold as well.

Why did Oisin come back?

Maybe he was lonely
for his old pals.

Are you lonely?

Me? No. Are you?

Not much.

What happened to his dust?

Whose dust?

Oisin's dust.

I suppose it just
blew away to nothin.

Let's go home, Tito.

Why?

I miss Papa. I'm hungry.

No! Lets keep going.

Where?

To the West.

No, I've had it been a cowboy.
Lets go home for good tonight.

We'll be cowboys tomorrow.

Ok, ok, little b*stard.

Tir na nOg. Turn.

Ossie wants to go back.

What's he doing?

I don't know.

- I can't see them.
- Go around again.

It's still up there.

Nothin g*dd*mn it!

Can he see us, Tito?

He must. He's so close.

Have you heard anything?

Hold still, Tir na nOg.

What's he doing?

I don't know. Just hang on.

Can you see them?

No, but I can hear them.

They are going.

- Are we safe now?
- Yeah.

How did the horse know
about the waterfall?

Maybe he was here before.

Tir na nOg! Come back!

If we lose him we're done for.

Tir na nOg, are you ok?

Tir na nOg, what is it?

Why is my birthday
on that stone?

That's the day that mummy died.

Why did she die...

on my birthday?

Did mummy ever see me?

I don't know.

I never saw mummy.

How do you know?

There's no pictures, Tito.

I don't care what the regulations
are. Take the helicopter up!

I'm sorry, sir. The airport authorities say
no. They estimate 2h before the storm brakes.

We don't have 2 h.

Those travellers have
the devil on their side.

What are you doing here?

I come here every year
on her anniversary.

Where does this horse lead me? Why is he
bringing me back to all the old places?

It's not doing you any harm.

Is it a good horse...
or is it bad?

I don't know.

By Jesus if it harms those
kids, I'll curse your grave.

I do know where it's going.

There they are!

Going down?

No, he'll jump.

There's people on the beach.

It's Papa. He'll beat
us for sure this time.

Yeah. And he'll take
us back to the towers.

Did Tir na nOg play a trick
on us bringing us here?

I don't know.

It's Ossie, Tito.
He won't stop.

Turn, Tir na nOg!

Papa will take us
back to the towers!

They'll take you away!

There they are on the beach!

Take it down!

- Stop him, Tito!
- I can't!

I won't go back to the towers!

I'll never bring you back
to the towers again...

I swear!

Oh, I missed you boys.

We missed you too, Papa.

I know you did.

- Ossie, Ossie.
- I won't go anyway without Tir na nOg.

I know.

It's alright, Ossie.

I won't bing you
back to the towers.

John Reilly!

Pap, stop them, don't let
them take Tir na nOg away!

I'll stop them!

Papa! Help us!

Don't let them take us!

Get the horse!

Catch the horse!

Get down!

Papa, save me!

Please, save me!

I can't!

Get down of the horse.

He's going back to sea!

Ossie, come back! Ossie,
you don't understand.

Come back, Tito.

Tir na nOg will save him?

Won't he save him, grandpa?

Me and my stupid stories!

Jesus, Jesus, don't let him die!

Oh my god no, not
the little boy...

Come on, breathe.
Breath! Breath!

He's gone. Stop! You lost him

I saw her, Papa...

I saw her.

In the ocean.

Papa, he's alive!

I saw her, in the ocean.

Get off the beach!

Give these people some peace.

The horse has disappeared, sir.

The horse has not disappeared,
he's just gone back to Tir na nOg.

That's right, son...

Time to let her go, Papa,

and let her soul go to rest.

It was mummy, wasn't it?

And now she's gone home.

Are the travellers
cowboys or Indians, Papa?

There's a bit of a traveller
in everybody, Tito.

But very few of us
know where we're going.