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In the days after the giants and before Saint Patrick came,

there was great violence

and terrible bloodshed across the land.

It was a time when the Sluagh na Marbh stalked field and forest,

shoreline and mountaintop.

Who were they, Bridget?

They were the host of the dead.

Restless spirits, neither welcome in heaven nor in hell.

Woe betide any man or woman who met one,

for they would take your mortal soul.

Bridget, what the hell is going on?

Oh, for fu... fuck's sake.

I'm trying to tell a story.

What did you say?

Nothing.

Nothing what?

Nothing, Matron.

You'd want to wash your mouth out Bridget, the language out of you.

You'll have them awake all night with the terror, so you will.

Mary does like a good frightener to put her to sleep, so she does.

I do.

Have you given out the night meds yet?

Not yet.

I knew well you hadn't, missy.

Why should you be allowed to live here and you don't

do your job properly? I'm trying to run a care home here.

Get her to bed, go on.

Best thing for Alzheimer's is a good night's sleep.

Have I got Alzheimer's, Bridget?

Of course not, Mary.

Well, why did the matron say that then?

Because she's an old cunt.

An old cunt is right.

♪ EERIE, OMINOUS MUSIC

Clare Sands "Carry my Song" ♪ I am nowhere but home by the sea

♪ Le na iascaire, agus a bhrionglóidí

♪ Whisper my secrets, Embracing thee.

♪ Oh, carry my song Across the sea.

♪ POWERFUL IRISH MUSIC

Ah!

You heard tale of the man who was crucified, back in the day?

Jesus? Not fucking Jesus.

A man! What fucked up... Like you!

Or had himself nailed to a pool table.

It was on this very table that it happened.

My late husband done it.

Do you know why?

Was it someone that owed money? Ah, they told me you were thick!

We had to get the whole baize redone after that.

Thought that was a bit extreme, myself.

I prefer... The Tala pallet mallet.

The baseball bat.

Where's me money? When are you gonna get my money? I can rob!

I can rob! And I can drive...

What d'ya reckon?

What I reckon, you better get me a couple of cars then.

And I only want high-end premium jalopies.

No shite boxes, do you hear me?

Yeah, yeah.

Good.

♪ PENSIVE IRISH MUSIC

Uh... The aul night feeds kill ya bro.

Has me wrecked. Yeah, do they, yeah?

They do, yeah. Have you no coat?

It's bleeding Baltic out.

I left it in the boozer. Some fucker robbed it on me.

Do you not have another one?

No, one's enough.

What do I need fucking two for?

In case one's robbed on you.

This is the last jammer I'm bleeding jacking,

d'ya know that?

Ma Baker know that?

I'm serious, I'm not going back inside.

There's too many in there has it in for me.

There'll be murder.

I thought you were off the gargle.

Back on the wagon tomorrow.

♪ When we parted, I thought, 'Who is she?'

I never asked you about your scars, Bridget.

Oh, it was a long time ago when I was sad, Mabel.

Not like now?

No, not like now.

My hair has gotten very...

...Fine.

That's because you hardly eat.

It used to be luscious.

Luxuriant.

That's a lovely word, isn't it, Bridget?

Luxuriant.

Luxuriant.

It is a lovely word.

Do you want the hairdryer? No.

Leave it to air dry.

Now.

All done.

I don't know when I got so old.

In my head, you know, I'm still sixteen.

Mind up.

Now. I always wanted to go to India.

We'll go together when you get well.

In a camper van?

I'm not going in a camper van. You must be joking.

Maybe we could stay in a hotel the odd night then.

Oh! Urgghh...

That was a nasty one. Is there much pain?

Is it getting worse?

The fentanyl patch is not working?

No.

Do you think you could help me, Bridget?

Stop, stop, stop.

That one.

The beamer?

You are going high end.

I love it.

Have you got the yoke?

Yeah.

You're good to go?

Ready when you are, Nurse Gitsy.

Not too tight, Bridget.

I like to feel a bit free.

Calico. Gingham. Chintz.

Khaki.

All words from India.

Isn't the world a wonderful place, Bridget?

It is, Mabel.

♪ MELANCHOLY IRISH MUSIC

Looking good, bro.

Yeah, sweet.

Bollocks.

Chill, bro.

They're not after us, they'll be gone in a minute.

What if the fella in the car park called 'em?

Ah, fuck this.

Get down, fuck!

Oh, for fuck's sake!

Hey, hey. You have to pay.

Are you serious, bro? Please, I'm skint.

I'll get you it back.

Come on, I'm in bits here.

I'm on my way to hospital, I swear to God.

Go on. Fuck it.

♪ The loneliest night of my life

♪ I will come with you

♪ Oh, now that my heart

♪ Will I lose your precious love

♪ On the loneliest night of my life

Oh, mother of God,

You put the heart crossways in me, Mary!

The queer fellow was moaning in his sleep, so he was.

He could get up and murder me in my bed, or any of us.

Why would he want to do that, Mary?

Well, if he's a murderer, like, he wouldn't need a reason.

Urrgh...

That'll settle him now.

What if he wakes up and then murders me?

After the dose I'm after giving him,

There's more chance of him milking the titties on a bull

than that man murdering you.

No more scary stories for you, Mary.

You're going nowhere, Missy.

You stay right where you are.

There's nothing wrong with me.

You're going nowhere, Missy.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Stay where you are.

There's nothing wrong with me.

...going nowhere, missy. There's nothing wrong with me.

♪ The Scratch "Old Dog"

♪ A sweaty red complexion for a head you're fuckin' fumin'

♪ Conversin' with the bag o' skin you call your neighbour

♪ The comic word exchanges set the tone and set the future

♪ Seeking refuge in The Pines with all your petty fellow swines.

♪ Do us all a favour

♪ And go pack in that mouldy behaviour

♪ The old dog is done

How may I help you?

Come on, come on, come on, guys!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Busy, busy, busy!

Come on, Paul, pick up the pace there, will you?

Pick up the pace! Pick up the pace, pick up the pace.

Tray, okay, let me see what you got?

Over here with the burgers.

Okay, two burgers: one, two.

Okay, not rocket surgery.

Come on, guys, let's go, let's go, let's go.

Busy, busy, busy, busy.

Jesus Christ Almighty.

Look, it's chips and two burgers, okay?

Stop fucking touching me, will you?

Come on, guys.

Busy, busy, busy!

You just go over there and clean off

those two tables for me, yeah? I'll finish this. Hey!

Two milkshakes, yeah?

Take a seat and I'll bring them down to you.

What the hell?

What the fuck's wrong with you?

You walked right in front of me.

What are you, fucking blind? Let's go!

Let's go, team! Come on to fuck!

Come on, hurry up! You're fired.

Yeah, whatever.

Do you know what you are?

You're a loser.

Don't tell Bunny.

I have to tell Bunny.

If you say it to Bunny,

I'll tell him you asked me to suck you off. I didn't.

You said your wife won't do it for you and you wanted

to know what it was like. What are you talking about?

You didn't want to go to your grave without knowing what it

was like to be sucked off.

Go on, get out of here.

Don't tell Bunny.

I have to.

I was sexually assaulted...

...When I was younger, in the home. Not by me.

It was a fella who looked like you.

Same two little beady eyes close together.

Please leave.

Don't call Bunny or I'll fucking burn the place down!

For fuck's sake.

Every time, Paul.

Every fucking time. Jesus.

Fuck off, Bunny. Our man's a prick.

It's always somebody else's fault, isn't it?

That's right.

How many jobs is this now you’re after going through?

Did you threaten to burn the place down?

No, I fucking didn't.

Is this car unmarked? You know it is.

Because if you're trying to be undercover,

the aerial gives you away.

What happened to your face?

What happened to yours?

You weren't involved in any of them shenanigans last night?

No, what are you talking about?

So what do you want to do, get a burger or something?

Always the smart boy.

What's the excuse this time? He's bogey, that one.

He's not. He is.

He said you knocked him over.

I shouldered him.

You shouldered him?

You see, you still have it in you then. Good man.

I'm not going back on your poxy hurling team.

You were the best under twelve I ever seen play.

Superb athleticism, great physicality.

I'm not playing for you. Why not?

I'm too old for the under twelves.

I'm talking about the senior team.

No.

He said you are going to accuse him of sexually harassing you.

That's not funny.

It's a little bit funny.

Can you help me or not, Bunny?

Suppose I could make a call.

Make a bollocks of this and you'll be on your own.

Do you hear me!? Yeah, yeah.

Thanks, Bunny.

Won't be the most glamorous job in the world, no.

Well, are you coming or what? Now?

Of course now. Come on, to fuck.

You still have the Uzi?

Oh, the observant one.

You're not supposed to give that back when they sacked you.

They didn't sack me.

They transferred me.

Yeah, to what was it again?

To traffic, and well you know.

And is there much call for the aul' Uzis in traffic?

There's always call for the aul' Uzi.

You may let these gentlemen in to do their job, and after,

if you wouldn't mind giving the room a good clean.

What are you brushing her hair for?

Want her to look her best.

She's not going straight to the funeral parlour, Bridget.

There'll have to be an autopsy.

Why?

Sure she was on the way out.

Well, maybe the family weren't expecting it to happen

so fast then.

She didn't like her family.

What's that got to do with it?

Do you think there will be an autopsy?

That or some class of an investigation, maybe.

Why?

I don't know. I don't see the point of it myself.

I mean, she was hardly murdered.

Finish up, Bridget. We need to get the next one in.

Now, I want you on your best behaviour

for the matron here, yeah?

I'm sticking me neck out for you, so don't fuck it up.

What's she to you?

There's a bit of history there.

Don't be an eye on me now.

You stay there.

You know I'd do anything for you, Bunny.

But today's not the best timing.

They're like cattle.

They all get skittish when one of the herd dies.

I wouldn't ask if I didn't need help.

I'm not sure if that's true, Bunny.

You've never been slow about asking for things that you want.

I'd owe you one.

Oh... Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny,

Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny, Bunny...

What will I do with you at all, at all, at all?

Is that your boy out there?

It is.

Tell him not to be touching my car.

Will you not lean on the car?

What?

So where were we?

Anonymous?

What's the story there?

Oh, him. He's nothing to worry about, Bunny.

He's been with us a few weeks

and no one's come forward to claim him.

I think he might be a foreign national or a tourist.

Who knows? Do you want me to look into it?

I could get on to Interpol.

Bleedin' Interpol.

Interpol.

Oh, don't bother yourself, Bunny.

Sure, the man's probably just some dirty wino spunker.

You know the type.

Now look, I'll do your orange.

... straightforward, really,

He's effectively a nurse's aide.

Whatever the nurse on duty tells him to do, he does.

We don't have to wash their arses, do we?

I'm only saying, I don't know if I could,

d'ya you know what I mean?

But you would if you were asked.

Yeah, if I was asked. Of course.

You'd have to be shown, obviously.

Yeah, but then I'd do it, you know?

Point me in the right direction.

Like, "There's an arse to be washed,"

And it's done, you know?

My mammy is coming to pick me up, so she is.

You're not seven, Rose.

You're eighty-seven.

Bridget, can you get her back into bed, please?

Do your job properly for once.

Cunt.

My mommy is coming to take me home, so she is.

Oh, is she?

It's my birthday.

What age are you now?

I'm seven.

You're pretty tall for seven, aren't you?

I mean... you look like you could be eight.

You're in.

Are you serious?

How'd you manage that?

Promises were made.

Put it that way.

That was you out robbing cars last night, wasn't it?

Are you going to arrest me then?

You'll want to give that up now, you know that.

You're in the last chance saloon with this job,

so don't fuck it up.

Bunny...

...Do you think I'm a loser?

What?

Oh, Jesus, of course not.

You're not a loser.

You're just lost, is all.

There's a difference.

♪ The Fureys And Davey Arthur "When You Were Sweet Sixteen"

♪ When first I saw the love light in your eye.

♪ I thought the world held not much joy for me,

♪ And even though we've drifted far apart, I never dreamed

I have you copped, sneaking young lads in here.

♪ I love you as I've never loved before.

♪ Since first I saw you on the side of the road.

How's my favourite sex god, Stanley?

I know.

How about we throw on a bit of Roy Orbison

and have a bit of an aul’ hooley?

I don't think I can take much more of this, Bridget.

You don't like Roy Orbison?

I think I'm done, Bridget.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Are you feeling especially sad today, Stanley?

I feel especially sad every day, Bridget.

Because everybody you ever loved has died?

Yes, Bridget.

Because everybody I ever loved has died.

It's not great timing for me, Stanley.

Could you wait a month or so?

Bridget, I'm off now.

This fella's supposed to be starting tonight.

Would you look after him? Yeah, yeah, of course I will.

Leave him with me.

I'm Paul. Bridget.

What do I need to do then?

Two things, really. Can you dance?

Not really, no.

You only have to shuffle around a bit.

What's the other thing?

Play make-believe.

We'll worry about the dancing first.

♪ I may say that I don't care

♪ Hold my head up in the air...

Bridget, do you think you could organise safe passage,

so to speak, tonight?

You know, strictly speaking, Stanley, it'd be murder.

But you'd only be helping me like you helped the others.

That's a low blow, Stanley.

It is a low blow, but is it?

It's a lot of forms to fill out.

You said when I was ready, you'd help me.

I did.

Have you your affairs in order?

I do.

♪ And my shoes keep walking back to you

♪ Le gunna scréach faoi

♪ lámhach na bpiléar,

♪ Seo libh canaig' amhrán na bhfiann.

Right, lads, it's late.

Have you no homes to go to?

Help 'em there, Paul, will ya? I won't be a minute.

What do we...

All righty, come on.

Hey, the old dear who thinks she's seven...

Rose? Yeah, Rose.

She says she wants to go home.

Okay.

We've got something on your nose.

Oh, fuck.

Right, so we've done the dancing, now the make-believe.

Let's get cracking.

We don't have to dress up or anything, do we?

If you want me to, I will but... No, take a look at that.

So a good lot of them have dementia like Rose, and a good lot

of them don't got any visitors.

So that's why I do like to do the make-believe.

What do we have to do?

You read to them.

Can you read?

Of course I can fucking read.

Well, you read them stories.

You pretend to be a relative and you read to them.

It settles them.

Then some of them, like Mary, she's mostly still there,

so she'll know who you are. You don't need to pretend.

And she likes stories: horror, slasher.

That type of thing.

It's all written down. It's all in my book.

Come on.

It was a time when the... sl... Sluagh na Marbh.

The Sluagh na Marbh stalked the land.

The Sluagh na Marbh were the host of the dead, restless spirits.

Neither welcome in heaven nor in hell.

A strange night, Bridget, but not a bad one to go out on.

Are you ready so, Stanley?

I'm ready now, Bridget.

Daddy, are you still here?

I'm here, Rose.

I'm here.

Don't leave me till I'm asleep.

Of course I won't.

You don't be worrying now.

I live on energy drinks.

Do you not want one?

I'm grand with this.

So we still have one more to do.

Anonymous.

I noticed he wasn't in your book.

Yeah, I don't like going into him.

He'll give you the willies sometimes, the moans out of him.

Does he ever wake up?

Well, he is in a coma.

Sorry. It's okay.

See what I mean.

The state of him.

What the fuck is that?

A tattoo?

Yeah.

It looks like someone played X's and O's all over it.

It's creepy looking.

What do you think it means?

Maybe it's the number of people he's killed.

That's a lot of people.

Or maybe he was in the army or something.

What about this one here?

G, R, I, N.

Grin.

You do that.

Grin. Any clue what it means?

Maybe because he was always grinning like a clown.

No.

How are you, Grinner?

Grinner, what's the story?

Come on, anybody in there? Stop. What’re you at?

I'm trying to get through to him.

Trying to communicate.

Wake up, the fuck, come on, Grinner, you cunt, you!!

What the fuck, man!

Are you all right?

Fuck.

I don't want to go to jail.

You’ve done nothing.

I'm the one who... ...killed him.

You don't understand. This is really bad timing.

What?

What could be worse than this?

I need to show you something.

Is he is he dead?

Sometimes I try and help them on their way.

You mean kill them?

That's a bit harsh.

You're a bleeding dark horse, aren't you?

Is there anything else I need to know?

Well...

I might have a bit of a drug problem.

Okay.

I might have a bit of a drink problem.

Ah, fuck. What?

Bunny.

Bunny?

Who's Bunny?

Who's the bad Bunny?

I'm a bad Bunny.

Bad Bunny!

Fuck me, Bunny!

Fuck me!

You smoke?

We're not supposed to smoke inside.

Not supposed to kill anybody inside either.

Go on then.

Hey, who the fuck do you think he is?

Well, he seems to answer to 'Grinner' anyway.

What are you whispering for?

The fucker's dead.

Fuck.

Is that the death rattle? I don't know what it is.

You're all right, buddy.

You're safe here.

No one will hurt you.

Breathe.

That's it, just breathe.

Do you know where you are?

Do you know who you are?

Are you Grinner?

I knew it was something like that.

Am I in heaven?

No, definitely not heaven.

Am I in the other place?

You're in a type of hospital.

No, no, no.

I need to get out. I need to go.

Where?

I need to get the fuck out of here.

You're safe here.

It's a hospital.

Well, it's a sort of hospital,

It's an old folks' home with medical facilities.

But you're safe.

No.

I have to go.

We have to go, don't you understand?

Take it easy, pal.

No one's gonna hurt you. Oh, they are.

There's people coming.

What people?

Bad people.

Yeah.

Look.

It's a map.

That's a map?

Could have fooled me.

We thought it was X's and O's.

It's a map for where the treasure is.

A map for where the treasure is?

Millions.

Do you think he'll share it with us?

Did he say million or millions?

Back the fuck away, bitch.

He's like the devil himself.

Let's do this.

Well, I do love a good murder.

I better get the Uzi from the car.

I think you forgot your trousers.

Bollocks.

Let's fuck this place up.

Right...

Got Glocks, Lugers, Mausers, shotguns,

double bars, sawn-off, you name it.

What the fuck is wrong with people?

♪ I can't keep pretending it's alright

What in the name of God is going on?

Hello.

Come with me, Marion, please.

♪ It's all in your head now, now