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[whispers] Mom.

Mom!

Mom.

-[groans] -Hi mom.

I don't have school today.

I know.

It's my holidays.

I know.

[groans softly]

[Eamon] Mom.

Who's your boyfriend?

Who's your boyfriend mom?

Mom! Who's your boyfriend?

You are a freckle. Go back to sleep.

I'm not tired.

[sighs]

[Eamon] Hi dad.

[softly grunts]

[door opens in distance]

Mom?

Will you play with me?

Mom, will you play with me?

Ok, go outside and count to a hundred.

[Eamon] One, two, three,

four, five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten,

eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen.

Mother. I know you're in there.

Answer the door.

It's your beautiful daughter and her very well behaved grandson.

-[knocking] -We're here to see you!

[doorbell rings]

[knocking on door]

Hi mom.

No.

-But you don't know what I'm gonna ask ya. -The answer is no.

[sighs] Come on mom, I just need a break away from him.

He's a lot better know, he's a lot more clam,

so long as nobody gives him sugar.

Oh come on mom, please.

Grace, you had him, you look after him.

-I've raised my children. God.

What am I supposed to do with him, all week?

Well the cottage is empty, why don't you use it? He'd love the beach.

[Grace] Mom, nobody goes to Moher anymore.

-It's so boring. -[mom] Ha, suit yourself.

-Do you have any money? -[scoffs] No.

what am I supposed to do without any money?

Well I would give you money Grace, if you knew how to spend it.

The cottage is there, it costs absolutely nothing.

The fresh air and the sea is completely free.

Why don't you take him?

Maybe.

I'll have to think about it.

Come on.

-[TV playing] -[door slams]

where have you two been today?

Cinema.

What did you see?

Nobody.

[scoffs] [inaudible] mother's again, were ya.

No.

Me and mom are going on a holiday.

And where would you be going on holiday?

Moher.

And how do you plan on getting there?

You can drive us.

I have to work.

Call in sick.

Ok.

-Shhh. -Shhh.

What? It's all they had, with no sugar.

[Eamon] Mom, when we get there, who's going to play with me?

All the other children.

Maybe you shouldn't get his hopes up.

What? There will be other children there.

Yeah, but...

You know...

Don't worry freckle, there will be lots of other children who'll want to play with you.

[car horn beeps]

Overtake, why don't you?

I can't, are you blind?

There's tons of room.

There's tons of room, dad.

Who's she?

Didn't take her long.

-She must have had us under surveillance. -[Eamon] Who's she?

The key holder, my great aunt.

My how you've grown.

Are you a good boy?

Hold out your hand so.

That's yours for your holiday now.

Hold out the other hand.

That's for the man of the house.

That'll open the door there.

Leave the place as you found it and clean up after yourselves.

[Grace] Let him do it.

[softly grunts]

[Eaton] Mom, who's house is this?

It used to belong to my granny.

Now it belongs to my uncle, but nobody knows where he is.

[softly exhales]

[thud]

[thud]

[zipper unzips]

Good night dad.

[Grace] Good night.

Mom, I love you,

we're going to have such a good holiday together, you and me.

[sighs]

Dad, how long are we on holiday?

[Dan] As long as our money lasts.

-How much do we have? -About 200 euro.

I've got two euro.

Might want to save that.

God, we're poor.

It's not gonna last us more than a few days.

[Eamon] Mom.

-Fuck! -You said F.

[Dan] We're going fishing, do you wanna come?

[Grace] Na, I'll stay here.

Would you like a spin on the whirly-go-round?

[Eaton] Wee! Woo!

-Hi there. -Hi.

[Dan] Hey. Hey!

That's not it's natural habitat.

It has to learn dad.

I think he like ya, you should keep his as your pet.

Behave yourself!

You know Eamon, me and your mom want to sleep on the big bed together tonight.

So you, will sleep in the small room, ok?

No, I'm sleeping with mom.

You sleep in the small room.

Mmm, good sandwiches.

Mm, very good sandwiches mom.

Thanks.

[Eamon] Mom, when are the other boys and girls going to play with me?

You take him. Your dad will take you.

[softly grunts] Come on.

[children indistinctively chatting in background]

Hi, um this is Eamon.

We've booked him into your club for the duration of our holiday.

-Hi Eamon. -Hi.

My name is Frieda, and this is my gang.

-Are you in? -Yeah.

Everybody say hi to Eamon.

[all] Hi Eamon.

[Frieda] Ok. You all ready to have a good time?

-[all] Yeah! -Yeeeah!

[boy] Luke.

Eh, Keith.

Eamon.

Eh Morgan. Janet.

-Yes! -[girl] Eh Douglas.

[children screaming in fun in the background]

I hope he plays ok, so kids might like him.

How much did it cost?

-What? -[Grace] The fee, to join the club.

[clears throat] Um.

-I told her I'd pay her tomorrow. -Yeah, good thinking.

We need that money, keep putting it off and see how long that lasts.

-[Freida] You all ready to have a good time? -[all] Yeah!

[Freida] Yeah!

[Frieda] Come on, come on, get the ball, come on.

Come on they're waiting, they're--

-Good Georgie. -Yay!

Come on, come on, get the ball over the net, Jason.

You want me to put some sun tan lotion on you, it looks like you're burning.

No.

Nowhere else to look?

Over the net, over the net.

-Ye-hoo! Well done Eamon! -Good game.

-[Frieda] Ok. -[whistle blows]

that's it for today, I want you to huddle around here.

Ok guys, that was a good game.

Now remember what we're doing tomorrow.

-Swimming, and what do we bring? -[all] Swimming.

Our swimming togs, yes.

Who forgot their swimming togs today? That cannot happen again, ok?

Georgia? Ok, see you tomorrow.

-[boy]Bye Frieda. -[all] Bye Frieda!

-Bye Frieda. -[Eamon] Bye Frieda.

[Eamon] Mom, mom! Did you see me?

-I scored! -Yeah, you did really well.

-Frieda says I'm in her gang. -[Grace] Oh, did she?

[Eamon makes mouth noise]

[sighs]

-[Grace gasps] -[chuckles]

[chuckles]

[both chuckling]

[both continue chuckling]

[indistinctive chatter in background]

[Eamon] Ahh!

-[clears throat] What can I get ya's? -Cola.

No, no, no, no, no cola, he's not allowed cola.

It makes him hyper, water, just water please. No cola.

Erm... Lasagna.

Chips.

I'll have the same please.

Sarah?

-Sarah is that you? -Hi.

Hi. This is my second cousin Sarah and her husband...

-David. -David. Sorry I'd forgotten.

And you must be...

-Chloe. -That's right.

My have you grown.

You a good girl?

This is Daniel and Eamon.

[Sarah] Hi.

Why don't you join us?

[slurping]

God I'm starving.

-Some more wine? -No thanks.

[slurping continues]

[Grace] Ohh, what a good little girl you have.

[clapping]

mind your manners.

You need to go toilet?

Come on.

[Sarah] We plan to see the house we live in now, move out to the out skirts,

where properties are a bit less expensive.

More space.

Yeah, we're totally broke now.

I'm that's why we're here and not Spain, where we should be on our holidays.

Sarah, I can't believe you still live here.

Do you not feel like going mad from the boredom?

No, I like it.

So what do you do now, Grace?

Nothing. I mean, I'm a full-time mom.

[Sarah] And how is that for you?

It's temporary.

Thinking about going back to college.

Yeah, me too.

[elevator voice] Door open.

Please select your floor.

Door closing.

Are the toilets up?

Yes.

[elevator voice] Third floor.

[Eaton] The toilets are just out there.

[elevator voice] Door opening.

Please select your floor.

Third floor.

That waiters so damn cute.

Don't look now, but he's looking over.

[Sarah] Oh my poor baby, what happened?

She wet her pants.

[Sarah] Oh dear, she still has little accidents every now and then.

Come on we better go.

Don't you want to stay for a few more drinks?

No, no, it's past her bed time.

We'll see you again, I'm sure, a small place like this.

Hi um, I'm having a bit of trouble with my bank card,

-would I be able to pay tomorrow? -Yeah sure no problem.

-Thanks. -Pay me tomorrow.

One, two, three, plop. And there.

-[chuckles] -kick em, kick me, go!

[whistle blows]

-[Frieda] How are you all feeling today? -[all] Happy!

Are ya'll ready to have a good time?

[all] Yes! Yes!

[mumble yelling]

[children] Oi! Oi!

[Indian calling]

[laughter]

[children chuckling]

[yelps]

[sighs] For God sake!

[indistinctive chatter in the background]

where's mom?

[Eamon] Mom!

Mom!

-[Eamon] You weren't watching me -[Grace] I was.

-[Eamon] I didn't go swimming. -[Grace] Why not?

[Eamon] Because I'm a sissy.

Eamon.

Come here.

What?

You know, you're too old to sleep with your mom.

Cause everybody knows, only little babies sleep with their moms.

-[Eamon] Mom. -Going on you little tell-tail.

-Mom! -What's the matter freckle?

[Eamon] Dad's called me a name.

what was the name?

-[Eamon] Little baby. -Oh.

Come here.

Oh.

Shhhh.

Don't mind dad.

[chair creaks]

-Can I have a go? -No.

Stop you'll break it.

Mom, he won't stop.

Stop!

Mom, he won't stop!

Stop!

-[sighs] -Now don't do it again.

[blowing raspberry]

[fast patting sounds]

[groans]

[grunting]

[groans]

[children indistinctively chatting in background]

-Hi Frieda! -Hi Eamon.

Listen, I'll definitely give you that money tomorrow, ok?

I'm sorry, but if you can't pay me now, you can't have him in the club.

Have a heart Freida.

This is not a free child minding service.

Come on Eamon, Frieda says you can't be in the club anymore because we can't pay.

Heartless bitch.

You have to pay or you're out.

Sorry Eamon.

Ok kids.

Are you all ready to have a good time?

[all] Yeah!

[children] Woo! Woo!

You can't go with them.

You're not in the club anymore, we can't afford it.

[sobbing]

[continues sobbing]

[sniffles]

-[rain pattering] -[thunder roaring]

I'm not allowed in Frieda's club anymore, because of dad.

Wanna be in my gang?

[thunder roars]

[both chuckle]

[Grace continues chuckling]

[Grace] How much money do we have left?

[Dan] Less than half.

I need a drink.

[car engine starts]

[dog barks]

just stay out here, ok, we won't be long.

[cheering on TV]

Can I have a glass of white wine and a pint of larger please?

[TV playing in background]

[humming]

[dogs barking in background]

[continues humming]

-Ss. -Who won?

Dungannon are about to beat Linfield on penalties.

-Go on the drugs! -Go on the drugs! Gimme five!

Go and play outside. Go on outside and play.

Yes!

Ah, same again.

Aren't you gorgeous.

[Grace] And three bags of crisps, as well.

[door opens in distance]

[door opens in distance]

Out... Out,

Stop looking at my girlfriend.

And how would your girlfriend be now?

Her.

-You need to stop looking at her, or I'll kill ya. -[chuckles]

Those are your last.

Oh, we're on our holidays.

Take the kid home.

He's enjoying himself, he's having a fucking great time.

[footsteps approaching]

Would you do it yourself?

Gorgeous girl like you.

You could be a movie star.

I'm a model.

-[man] Are ya? -Yeah.

-Does the pay well? -Yeah, real well.

[man] What do you do with all that money?

Spend it.

On what?

[Grace] Clothes, holidays.

Stuff like that.

-What do you do? -I drink.

[Grace] No, I mean the rest of the time.

[man] I drink the rest of the time too.

All day?

-Are you an alcoholic -I am.

-[Grace] What about your family, do they mind? -Nah.

I'm sure that's not true.

[man] It is, they say they want nothing to do with me.

My children say I'm a bad father.

I'm a bad mother.

Take the kid home.

Mind your own business.

-Take him home. -Fuck you, we were leaving anyway.

[yelps loudly]

[upbeat music plays]

[music continues]

[music fades]

-Can I get a bottle of cola please? -Yep.

Hi!

Hi.

-Do you want some cola? -I'm not allowed cola, cause it makes me hyper.

Here, why don't you just try a little bit, I won't tell mom.

Mmm.

Why don't you try a little bit more?

Mmm.

]lady] Excuse me.

Is that little boy yours?

-Yeah. -He hit my little girl, and spat in my face.

I don't believe you.

Have you been telling tales?

[girl screaming]

[Grace] Eamon!

-Come on freckle. -[Eamon screaming]

-[screaming] -Come on freckle. Come on.

Let's go sit down for a little while.

-[Eamon screams] -Ah, give it a rest!

[Eamon screaming]

what are you all looking at? Mind your own business.

[Eamon screaming]

-Hmm. -[Eamon screams in distance]

[slap]

Fuck.

-Did you do that? -No.

You did.

Go put them in a jar for me.

[glass shatters]

Shit! Shit! Shit!

[Dan] You take it easy, it wasn't his fault.

[Grace] You're not the one that has to put up with him all day long!

-[Dan] He's six. -[Grace] Shut your mouth.

[door slams in distance]

[sobs]

[sobbing continues]

[Eamon sobbing in distance]

[humming]

[Eamon] Mom!

Mom!

Mom, can I come with you?

Mom there's enough room for two of us.

Mom!

We could share.

[sobs]

Come on, I need help to build this castle.

This is gonna be the greatest castle ever built, and when we're finished,

we can live in it.

Good man.

-Dad, am I a good builder? -You are.

You're a very good builder.

Dad, who do you like best, me or mom?

I like you both, exactly the same.

I prefer you.

You liar.

[Eamon] Mom!

Help!

Help!

Good job!

Where is she?

Where's mom?

I think she's gone swimming.

When's she coming back?

Soon.

[Sarah] Hey.

Hi, how are you?

Do you think she looks fat in that bikini?

[David] Yeah, a bit.

[Chloe] Yeah, she is fat.

[knocking]

-Hi. -Hi.

It's raining, I was wondering if I could wait in here until is passes off?

Ok, come on in.

-Would you like a cup of tea? -Ok.

-Can I do your hair? -Ok.

-[lady] There you go. -Thanks.

[thud]

[yells] Poo!

Thanks very much for the tea.

-Hi mom. -[Grace] Hi.

You're a dirty hewer.

What's a dirty hewer freckle.

How did you know where I was?

Because Grace, everyone in this town knows you're a slut.

Come on.

[yells] Snitch!

I want to break up.

-That's a bit dramatic. -I want to go out with someone else.

[sighs]

Ok, fine.

What just like that you're fine with it?

If that's what you want.

You don't want to work it out?

-[Dan] I don't know. -You don't want to be with me anymore?

[sighs]

I don't know.

You don't know?

You don't know because you're stupid.

-Yeah, yeah. -You're so boring and stupid.

[sighs]

Fat.

[Dan] Shit.

-Where are you going you daft bitch? -I'm leaving you.

[Dan] Ok, fine, bye.

By the way, who's gonna look after your son!

Mom!

[sobbing]

[trembles] Your dad is a bastard.

I'm not a bastard.

No, you're a good boy.

Did you wet your pants?

No.

[sniffles]

[Eamon] Mom, where are we going?

-[Grace] Nowhere. -[Eamon] Mom, where are we going?

[Grace] I just need to find dad.

Go down there and count to a hundred, ok?

One, two, three, four.

Thirty-one, thirty-two,

thirty three, thirty-four, thirty-five.

[urine trickling]

Alright?

Alright.

Ah, excuse me.

[inaudible]

Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three, forty-four,

sixty-five, sixty-six,

ninety-seven, ninety-eight,

ninety-nine, a hundred.

-Hi Eamon. -Hi.

Mom!

Dad!

Mom!

Dad!

[heavy breathing]

[grunts]

are you gay, because I'm fat?

You're not fat.

You have a beautiful body.

[Eamon] Mom?... Mom?

[muffled laughter]

[muffled laughter continues]

[door opens]

No, no, Eamon.

No.

You have to sleep in your own room.

Go on.

[Eamon] F off you little brat. [blow raspberry]

Your pants are hurting me.

[Dan groans]

[Dan snoring]

[snoring continues]

[hums]

[making baby like noises]

Eamon.

Freckle.

Freckles?

We've no money left, and you have to go back to school tomorrow.

So we're going home.

[exhales]

I'm sorry freckle, it's just we need it badly.

We're leaving in five minutes, ok?

That's mine.

[loud thud]

ok, we're leaving you here then,

Bye, bye Eamon.

[car horn beeps]

We're leaving you here all by yourself then ok?

[car engine starts]

[engine reeves]

[sighs]

Go on, overtake why don't you?

What are you waiting for? Overtake, there's loads of room.

[sighs]

Ss-par.

Slow down.

Slow down.

Slow down!

I said slow down!

Slow down!

You loser, slow down!

Shut your mouth you fat bitch!

-[tires squeal] -[screaming]

[Grace] Oh my God, Eamon, are you ok?

I'm stuck, go to the road, and get some help.

[softly grunts]

[Dan] Shit.

-Are you ok? -Yeah.

-Are you? -Yeah.

-[sighs] -[grunts]

Yeah.

-I'm sorry. -You're such a bad driver.

-Hi. -[lady] What's your name?

-Freckle. -Where are you going Freckle?

With yous.

[speaking foreign language]

where are your parents, Freckle?

[speaking foreign language]

[heavy breathing]

[soft acoustic music]

[music fades]