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-Merry Christmas everyone.
-I got it!

My audition for the drama
studies course.

Yes!

-Baba, I'm not up
to meeting women right now.

-You're not really
what I'm looking for.

-Don't want to hear one word
'til we're home.

You have any more?

Loads.

Hey, good morning, girls.

That's quite the look, eh?

- I decorated my face.
See?

Do you know what I am?

Colorblind?

I'm a star, silly.

-Oh, you're a star, huh?
You're a star, huh? Alright.

"Crown of Thorns".
News of the day, baby.

You're not the only star around.

-Well, how do I know
if it's a combi boiler?

Well, yeah,
it's a combi boiler, then.

Yes. I would like you to fit it.

Well, how much will that cost?

-It's freezing.
I can't even shower at the gym

because you haven't
paid for my --

Sorry. Go on. Say that again.

How much?

I'll have to call you back.

The boiler's gone, and all
you're concerned about is --

-Money for the gym.
You promised.

-I'm getting a little
bit tired of that face.

-Imagine how I feel
looking at yours.

Lina.

Baba, you promised
I could have that money today.

-Sure. I'll just pop into the
magic money tree in the garden

and give it a boot.

50s just fall out.
-Magic money tree?

-He doesn't have
a magic money tree.

-When can I have the money,
then?

I don't know, Layla.

I have to find
1,800 Euro for a new boiler.

Not sure writing about laminate
flooring is going to cut it.

-Great.
I just won't shower, then.

And I'll practice my jujitsu
on Mark, again.

See you later.

Unless we all freeze
to death before then.

-What is with her?
Is it me?

Lina.
-Leave her. She'll be fine.

-Oh, girls, you're so late.
Go on. Go, go, go, go. Go.

Whoa, whoa.

Put Lassie back, okay?
She is freezing, right?

You have to keep her warm. Go.

It's a nightmare.

Hey.

-No, I have to write
my article now

so I can beg them
to pay me today.

Otherwise, we won't have to wash
Nancy. We can just defrost her.

-It's alright.
You go to work.

I'll take care of it.

Every crown of thorns
has a jewel.

-That the tagline
for your show?

-No.
-I think it is.

Not officially.

Why are you treating your dad
like that?

-I hate it.
-Do you mind?

The sound of you
kissing Sam's arse

is putting me off my monologue.

Alright. Enough.

Uncle Zein, where is Sally?

They're not going out anymore.

-We're having
a bit of a break.

She's, uh, really busy
these days,

and I'm going to be
shooting my series.

-Are you actually deranged?
I've been recording you, buddy.

And with children.
Typical.

Feel entitled just to soar down
the cycle lane, do you?

Not a care for anyone.

-Honestly, I-I didn't see you,
man.

I'm sorry.

-Oh, flip all your sorries
to me, you halfwit.

You clipped me twice.

Oh, piss off, you creep.

I saw you trying
to look up my skirt.

Perv.
-Lina.

-Excuse me.
I did no such thing.

I'm a bicyclist,
commuting to my job.

-Wanker.
-Oh.

-Lovely parenting. Bravo.
They're the future, are they?

-Honestly, I thought
you were a wanker

long before you even used
the word bicyclist.

Jog on.

Oh, flipping fudge to this.

I've got you, buddy.
I'm reporting you all.

You people think you can
just drive wherever you wish.

-You people?
-You people?

-Well, drivers.
I meant drivers.

Obviously, I meant drivers.

-Bye, cyclist.
-Nice shorts.

Thanks, Uncle Zein.

-Wasn't really looking up
your skirt, was he?

No.

Shalom shallack.

-Let yourself in there,
do you?

That's not very nice.

And anyway, you look like a
villain from a very, very,

very famous Christmas movie.

That's funny. That's --

That's much funnier
than you usually are.

-I actually had a meeting
around the corner with a client,

and I thought I'd bring you
some cinnamon buns.

I shouldn't have bothered.
-I'm sorry.

Actually,
I'll have a cinnamon bun.

Yeah, well, I ate them.

It's very cold in here, Sam.

It's very cold. You should put
the heating on.

-Then it won't be as welcoming
to migrating penguins

and humpback whales.

The fucking boiler's
gone, Cormac. Obviously.

-Yeah, well, look,
you need to talk to Mum

because she's been up all night
crying over Tracy stuff,

and it's just...
I'm not good with that,

so y-y-you need to deal
with that, okay?

Well, I need to talk to her,

but I'm not going
to see her today.

-You will, yeah.
She's coming over later

with the communion dress
for Nancy.

-Is she?
-Yeah.

-Well, I hope she
doesn't eat it on the way over.

Cheers, bro.

Now, let's have a look here.

Uh...There we go.
Mwah. Have a good day.

I want to stay with you.

-Uh, if you want to make
better life decisions than me,

I suggest you go in there.

Oops. I'll just take this.

Yalla.Go!
Hey, Neve.

Neve, just give me one second.

Nancy? I love you.

Bye!

Alright. Hit me with it, Neve.

What do you mean,
no "Crown of Thorns"?

You're having me on, aren't you?

Why?

Let me get this straight.

So I'm all right to play
an Irish farmer

in a butter commercial,

but I'm too ethnic to play
Jesus?

Make that make sense
to me, Neve.

Who'd they cast?

Well, that's the whitest, Neve.

I've never heard of
a Brandon from Bethlehem, Neve.

No. No, no,
I know it's not your fault.

We need to fight back, Neve.

I bought a watch, Neve.

No, I don't want to audition
for Judas.

What do you mean
you can't pay?

Neve?

Hello?

Hey.

-Jesus. Mother of God, Sammy.
It's fierce cold in here.

Boiler's broken.

Hope you're
drying between your toes.

You'll get trench foot.

-Oh, it's grand.
There's no hot water,

and no one's drawing anything.

-You'll catch your death.
Are you taking vitamin C?

I have Berocca in the car.
I'll get some.

It's -- It's grand.

Look, I just need
to send this.

Two minutes,
I'm all yours, so just...

-I'll, uh,
put us on a cuppa.

Warm us up a bit.

Have you a plumber?

Sheila's son-in-law's a plumber.

I said, Sheila,
her son-in-law's --

I have a plumber.

Okay. Grand.

And you're out of milk.

That's okay. That's fine.

Okay. Come on.
It'll be warmer in the seafront.

Coffee. My share.

God, I fucking hate seagulls.

How's work going?

Mm.

This animation writers
room thingy,

you know, it's cool.

Hmm.

-Real work, not this
blogging shite for peanuts.

You look tired, Dympna.
-Do I?

Ah, I haven't slept
since...a long time.

-You weren't like that.
when Mick died, were you?

No.

He was my husband.

Well, he was a prick.

-Dympna.
-Ah, he was. Yeah.

I mean, we did our best,
but the rest is on.

Well, it's different
for a mother, losing her.

I mean, I used to...

I used to feel so full in here,
you know?

And now, it's like somebody
just came and emptied me.

There's this big hole.

I'm terrified if
I stare into it,

I'll just disappear into it
and never come out.

What's worse is half of me
wants to.

Anyway,
it's a mummy's position

to be able to fix everything,

and that was all my life,
Sam, and now I'm...

-I forgot what it was like
to have a mum,

until you came along.

Nancy wants to make
her communion.

-Really? Oh, God.
Are you messing?

With Tracy's dress.
-I saw that.

Oh, that's, um....
Thanks.

I mean, you know, that's great.

Now you help me.

It's Lina.

She used to be so warm.

But since Tracy, she's...

If I knew what was wrong,
I could...

She won't
even look at me.

And what about Layla?

-Layla is the only one
I don't have to worry about.

She's got her MMA and her faith.
She's doing great.

Yeah, exactly.

Little birdies
twitter in their nests.

Trust me.

Ask Layla. She'll tell you.

Okay.

Oh, did you see her?

All through that
Joan of Arc shit.

-Who?
-See you later, virgin warrior.

Walking around
like you're special.

You're a joke, and everyone's
laughing at you, Lina.

Oh, my God,
look at the penis! Run!

That's not what happened.

Get off her.

That's not what I heard.

Slutting around Jake
for weeks.

If you're going to be
a prick tease, at least own it.

That isn't it.

One minute,
we were watching Netflix,

and the next,
he was asking me to get greedy

and give him a tug.

Call you a gem, did he?

He's a snake.

-Lina.
Lina, come on.

He doesn't respect you or me.

He doesn't want either of us.

He just needs us.

Because it won't suck itself,
will it, Monica?

Lina. Lina, come on.

-Shalom shallack, brother.
What's happening? Yes.

Okay, Margaret,
get that shake on.

Thank you. What's happening?

-I' glad to see you, man.
-Good to see you.

All right, all right.

What's the panic about?
Need to get back to work.

-Money.
I need to shift this watch.

I'm still waiting
on that "Crown of Thorns" money

to come through,
but the gaff needs a new boiler

and I want to help Sam out.

Okay. Where is it?

One sec.

-And -- And your man
will buy it, right?

-Connell?
Oh, yeah, 100%. Defo.

Loves watches.
He's got Rolexes and APs and...

Thanks, Cormac, man.

You know, the jewelers want to
buy it for three grand less

than what I paid for it.
-Stop it.

No. It's brand new.

Your man, Connell,
has money, right?

-Oh, yeah. No worries
about that. He's loaded.

And he was well excited when

I told him about that thing.

Yeah, he doesn't want it now.

What do you mean?

He says, "It's been worn."

-Of course it's fucking worn,
it's on my wrist.

That's why I'm selling it
for a thousand less.

I have papers if he wants.

-Should have taken a picture
of it in the box, pal.

-You took the fucking photo!
-Please don't shout at me, Zein.

I'm a lot more sensitive
than I look.

How much is it?
Maybe I'll buy it.

-Seven grand.
-Yeah. It's not going to happen.

How about a layaway,
30 euro month?

Fuck me, Cormac, man.

I'll be like 90 by then.
-No, you'll be 51.

You were looking
for a quick return, were you?

-No, no, no, no.
Take your time, take your time.

As long as Nancy can have
a hot shower on her 21st,

then we're good.

Mm!

-Do you ever stop
with the fruit?

-Look at my skin.
Why do you think I look so good?

Because I eat fruit every day.

Any fruit.
Orange. Kiwi. Apples.

Pineapples. Melon.

Watermelon.

-I know what fruit is.
Thank you.

-Mm.
-My God, it's like being

related to a chimpanzee.

Feel. I'm so cold.

Why would you text me
to come here? I'm blue.

Please sit down.

-My head is cold.
Feel it, feel it.

Ah.

-Papa, remember that money
you offered me, the -- the loan?

I'm too cold to speak.

Give me hat.
-What?

-Very strange. You have a hat on
while your father's head

is going blue.

Why the face?

-Jesus.
-Take your hat back.

I prefer to have blue hair
than a selfish son.

I'm like the woman in
"Simpsons," Margaret.

"Hello. How are you?

I'm Margaret Simpson,
with a selfish son.

Nice to meet you."
-Marge. Marge Simpson.

-Put the hat on.
-Shut up, shut up, shut up!

-Papa, a need a lend
of that money.

-I give money to Zein
to give to you.

That was my last 10,000.
I'm sorry.

What was?

The money.

I give to Zein for you.
The 10,000.

And you wouldn't
take it from me.

But I have money in my pension.
I take it out for you.

How much is the boiler?

No, no. It's fine.

I-I have money coming in,

and I still have some of that
money that you gave me,

so don't worry.

The best, Dad.
And I love you.

Huh?

Oh.

-Tap.
Tap, Mark, you have to tap.

Ow!

Move!

-You have to tap.
There's no point having an ego.

-I'm flattered you think
this has an ego.

As someone
who gets hurt a lot,

you are strong.

-You shouldn't
let anyone hurt you. Ever.

You seem angry...

...er than usual.

My mum always says,
you only need --

-...one person
to believe in you.

I know, you've told me.

Well, I don't have a mum, so...

-That was a stupid thing
for me to say.

I'm sorry.
I was trying to say

that, maybe if you talk to me
about it, I could --

-Please don't tell me another
one of your mom's stupid quotes.

Look, I'm sorry. There's just
a lot going on at home.

I don't know
where I fit anymore.

-Do you ever play
"Where's Wally?"

Yeah.

-And everyone's always,
you know,

going around doing
their own thing or shopping

or playing tennis
or surfing or whatever.

But then, Wally's always just --
just standing there on his own.

I feel like that sometimes.

-Me, too. We're --
We're like a pair of Wallys.

W-We're like soul mates
or -- or something.

It's so funny.
-You know,

I don't see us
exactly like that.

-No?
No, no, no. Me neither.

-You're really,
really good friend, Mark.

Oh. Oh, yeah, I-I know.
I was saying if you saw me,

like...
Of course you don't.

Why -- Why would you?

I don't see you
like that either.

Um, okay, I think I might
go home now, if that's okay.

-Mark.
-My -- My mum always, like,

whenever I talk to my mum,
she makes me feel better,

so, like -- And I know that's
not cool or anything,

but, I mean, maybe if you talk
to your dad, it might help.

I mean, I know you're, like,
the toughest kid in the class,

but, I mean,
you're still a kid.

Okay, okay.
Yeah, I'm -- I'm gonna go now.

I'll see you.

-She's much better.
Aren't ya?

She said she felt warm,
got a little emotional,

and then the seizure was short.

Less than a minute.
She was very brave.

-Did you not take
your medicine this morning?

Did Uncle Zein forget
to give it to you?

He did. He did give it to me.

Can I go home? I'm tired.

-Before you go, can I have
a minute with your daddy, Nancy?

-Yeah, okay.
-Good.

Here.

Go ahead.

I'd really like to get her home.

I'll be quick.

I was going to call you.
Some parents have been on to me.

Nancy's been taking money
from junior and senior infants.

An elf business.
-Sorry?

-Charging two euro to get them
on Santa's nice list.

We've had more than
a few complaints.

-Well, I'll reimburse the kids,
the families, obviously.

-She's insistent
that she's an elf.

Well, she's not.

She's seven.

-She refuses to take
the hat off.

She's struggling to fit in
like we'd hoped.

It's very disruptive for the
other students and her teacher.

-She's just got an active
imagination.

-Regardless,
we have a code of behavior.

But if you felt that the rules
were unreasonable,

you can always take that up
with the board of management.

Thank you.

Thanks for helping me out,
Dympna. I owe you.

Will you take Nancy inside?
I just want to talk to Layla.

Come on, sweetheart.

Let's get you to bed.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Why does Lina hate me?

What did I do?

-You can't tell her
I sent you this.

You need to talk to Lina.

I'm sorry, Baba.

No liars, that's true.

You murdered her daily,
the loveless life of a lady.

From a man drowning in failure
'cause the bastard's so lazy.

I wish you had died.
Whisper a handful of youth.

That's why cutting words in my
bedroom are my home truths.

You murdered my only,
my mother, my mentor.

Like the pen that I wrote with.
Never owned her, just lent her.

-I told Baba that you
gave me the medication.

You lied, though.

Look, I didn't give it to you.

-I know, you forgot,
but I won't tell.

I promise.

-He doesn't need to know.
What good would it do?

I wouldn't say anything
before you go.

I'm not going anywhere.

No, I'm -- I'm staying.

I didn't get the part, but...

I'm going to make it up
to everyone.

I know you don't believe me,
but I will.

I believe you.

This is your family, Zein.

You are exactly
where you should be.

The girls love you.
We all do.

I'm sorry.

Thanks, Dympna.

I'd like you to leave now,
please.

Hey, Sammy, I --

I know what you did.

I want you to leave.

-Look, I had the medicine
with me. I just --

The medicine?

I don't even want to know.
Get your job...

and leave us all alone.