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- Garda Breen. - Cathleen Hogan.
Could we talk? I think he killed her.
You think your dad did all this because he had a new girlfriend?
Why did you tell Cat you were at the surgery?
I was buying the ring when Mary passed.
I'd rather you not include me in all these lies, Jim!
Cat.
We were here
that night your dad killed himself.
Dad called me a liar.
We were calling her crazy when we knew she was right.
He told me he went to buy a ring.
He did, just not on the Friday
when your mam died, like he said.
I can't be the only one
wondering where the hell he actually was.
You've told enough tall tales in your time, Cat.
Where were you, Dad? You still haven't said.
Jim, we need a word.
Hi, it's Barry.
Uh, I'm not around,
so if you'd like to leave a message,
do that after the beep.
Thanks.
Hi, Barry. It's Cat.
Um, I haven't heard from you for a while,
so I was just a bit concerned.
Uh...
I'd love to see you today if you can make it.
Um, I understand if you can't.
Oh, so I took your advice with the whole eulogy thing
and, uh, it's shite, so thank you for that.
Anyway, give me a call, please.
Bye.
Hello, darling.
Did you sleep well?
- No, not really. - Oh.
I'm reading about mindfulness.
Yeah?
I think you should have a read when I'm done with it.
- Thanks. - I'm serious.
I think you'll find it really interesting.
Isn't mindfulness just for, like,
depressed hippies or something?
Uh, no.
It's for busy, intelligent people
who find it hard to control their own thoughts and fears.
I find it fascinating.
Well, I-I can control my thoughts and fears just fine.
Hmm...
What a beautiful day.
Why don't we go for a walk?
I'm feeling up to it.
We'll go and have lunch somewhere nice.
Just you and me.
It'll be grand.
Sounds good.
Come on.
Do you think Mam knew?
About Dad.
You two, out now!
Really? In front of them?
Do you think Mam knew what he was?
Do you think she was asking us for help and we didn't realize?
I just can't stop myself thinking.
Was she afraid?
We don't even know if he was here when she...
He could've been anywhere.
Then why won't he tell us?
Look can I make a suggestion?
Can we just get through the day?
Can we just bury Mam and deal with whatever this is after?
Okay.
I was standing up for you last night, Cat.
I wasn't agreeing with you.
Shit, I thought the hearse was booked for 9:00.
It's okay, Michael. I got it.
Cathleen?
Fiona.
Fiona. Oh, yes, yes, Fiona, of course!
I didn't know you were coming.
Yeah, your father asked me to be here.
- Okay. - Aah!
Um, let's go in.
Oh, hello. Are these yours?
Yes.
Oh, lovely. What are your names?
- Joseph. - Rose.
Joseph and Rose. Joseph and Rose.
Beautiful.
Well, I believe I'm your granda's first cousin,
which I think makes me your cousin twice removed.
But why don't you just call me Uncle Frank?
Why don't we go into the kitchen?
Um...
And, uh, I'll see where Dad is.
Lovely.
Guys, Frank's here.
Michael.
Yes, I-I remember you.
Hello, Frank.
I'll just go get Dad.
I'm so sorry about your mother.
She was a gorgeous woman.
Wonderful woman.
Thanks.
You must be Cathleen.
Cat.
Now, you won't remember me.
You weren't even out of nappies the last time I saw you.
You used to chase me 'round the garden with a little stick.
Even then you were a little shit.
I'm joking, I'm joking.
I see you have some coffee on. You don't mind...?
No.
Frank.
Hey. Ah, hey, lad.
It's all right, there, fella. It's okay.
- Thanks for coming, Frank. - It's the least I could do, Jim.
- Yeah. - The least I could do.
- Thank you. - All will be well now, son.
Don't... Don't you worry. Don't you worry.
Yeah, well, look, uh, you... you better get ready
because the car will be here in a bit.
Okay, so just through here, yeah?
Up the stairs. First door on the left.
That's my room.
Look, today is all about your mother, okay?
Nothing else matters, all right? Understood?
Yes? Good.
Shit! Shit!
Oh, Fiona, it's... It's all right, darling.
I can do that. It's all right. It's fine.
You just go and get ready.
And why aren't you two dressed?
Oh, God.
Why is he here?
Frank is a good friend of the family.
He's here for the funeral. He's staying a couple of nights.
I told him he could use your room.
And where am I supposed to go?
Well, I thought you'd probably want to leave afterwards.
I'm sure your little Peggy is missing you.
Maggie.
Just so we're clear, are you telling me to leave?
I'm just saying that Frank needs your room.
He can't have Fiona's or... or yours or Mam's?
What's happening here, Cat?
Do you want to stay? Is that it?
Do you want to move back in and pretend
it's all fine and dandy amongst us, is that it?
Look, I suggest that when you eventually get ready,
you could pack your bags so that you can leave after Flood's,
thereby avoiding the rush hour.
- Now, where are your sisters? - They're just coming.
Guys, hurry up! The cars are here.
- How is Fiona? - She's grand.
I think she's just a little bit overwhelmed, I think.
For fuck's sake!
Oh, here, look. Give me that. Give me that.
Your Uncle Paddy was telling me something very strange,
something that Kieron told him yesterday at the wake.
Hmm?
Yes, he said he saw you in the toilet with another man.
That's... That's... That's weird.
- Why would he... - Oh, please. Michael.
Do you not think I see it? Hmm?
If you want to do drugs, you can do them somewhere else,
but not in my house.
You understand?
Yeah.
- Yeah, I get it. - Okay.
Christ. The lot of you.
All yours.
Fiona?
You all right?
- Can I come in or...? - Just close the door.
Why aren't you dressed?
Frank's been tearing the handle off himself in my room.
- So that took a while. - Christ.
I think he wanted me to see him do it.
Mam stopped even letting him near the house
when we were kids.
Me and Michael used to call him Skank Frank.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Fiona, Jesus.
I have it too, Cat.
MND.
Same as Mam.
It's only, uh, little things at the moment.
Cramps, bit of shakiness.
Progression tends to be unique.
There isn't really a timescale.
I don't know if I'll be around
by the time the kids are out of primary school.
Oh, my...
Oh, my God.
You should get yourself checked.
Odds aren't high.
Familial cases make up something like 10%,
but you never know.
I'm so sorry.
Dad's been the only one I can talk to.
Paul's great, but he's never been through this.
Dad's been a saint.
Here.
Dad's asked me to leave tonight.
- Well, are you surprised? - No.
I just thought a bit of good news might cheer you up.
There. You look like Liza Minnelli.
In "Cabaret"?
"Rent-a-Cop."
I need him, Cat.
The kids are gonna need him. I want you to understand that.
Would you ever get rid of that thing?
Fiona, come on. We've got to go.
Michael doesn't know.
Fiona!
- Oh. - We're coming.
Oh.
Why aren't you dressed?
I'm coming.
- What's going on? - Nothing.
Cat, come on!
I'm coming. I'm here.
Sorry.
I just have to put my bags in the car.
Actually, Cat, can you take your own car?
Because Frank needs a lift.
Yeah, you're gonna need your own car
to get you back to Dublin anyway.
Okay, everybody? Let's go.
Right, come on, then, Frank.
Give me a minute. I just need to take a piss.
Isn't it funny the way they do that?
All the crossing.
Catholicism is fear of repercussion.
You can control anyone if you keep them frightened enough.
Haven't seen you around in a while, Frank.
Have they had you locked up somewhere?
I've been traveling, actually.
Oh, right.
Seeing the world and all its delights.
I hear there's been a bit of fuss between you and your da?
You won't make any trouble now, will you?
He's been through so much.
So much. And he's a good man.
You go quietly when all this is done, yeah?
Please don't do that.
I apologize.
Cathleen, is it? I'm very sorry.
Now, so we'll get the two tallest men either side
to the back of the coffin.
Michael.
Michael, come to the center.
The back, Michael, please.
It's the tallest at the back, isn't it?
Yeah, you're the tallest.
Frank's... Frank's taller than I...
Frank, what height are you? I'm 5'8".
Michael, Michael. Can you just do this, yeah?
- ♪ Abide with me ♪ - Yeah.
- ♪ Fast falls ♪ - Are we ready?
♪ The eventide ♪
♪ The darkness deepens ♪
♪ Lord, with me abide ♪
♪ When other helpers fail ♪
♪ And comforts flee ♪
♪ Help of the helpless ♪
♪ O abide with me ♪
♪ Soft to its close ♪
♪ Ebbs out life's little day ♪
♪ Earth's joy grows dim ♪
♪ Its glories pass away ♪
♪ Change and decay ♪
♪ In all around I see ♪
♪ O thou who changeth not ♪
♪ Abide with me ♪
Lord, hear us.
Lord, graciously hear us.
Mary has finally reached the shore of eternity.
For our beloved Mary
who throughout her life received in faith...
Cat. No sign of Barry.
Yeah, I-I haven't been able to get ahold of him.
Well, I hope he's all right.
From all her earthly trials and labors.
Lord, hear us.
Lord, graciously hear us.
Thank you. I'd, uh...
I'd like to recite, um, Mary's favorite poem,
"The Lake Isle of Innisfree" by William Butler Yeats.
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
and a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made.
Nine bean-rows shall I have there,
a hive for the honey-bee,
and live alone...
in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there,
for peace comes dropping slow,
dropping like the veil of morning
to where the cricket sings,
there midnight's all a glimmer,
and noon a purple glow,
and the evening full of the linnet's wings.
I will arise and go now,
for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping low sounds by the shore...
while I stand in the roadway...
or on the pavements gray...
I hear it in the deep heart's core.
Lovely.
One of the last things my mother said to me in person
was that she was reading a book about mindfulness.
In Buddhist culture, mindfulness is utilized
to develop self-knowledge and wisdom
that shall eventually lead
to what is described as enlightenment
or the complete freedom from suffering.
Mam is free now from her suffering.
And I know that even before she died,
she encouraged us to move forward,
to live our lives and overcome her loss.
Easier said than done, Mam.
But more than anything,
she would want us to find peace in each other,
and I intend to honor that.
I cannot take back the years of absence or distance.
But I can make this promise.
I'm not going anywhere now.
♪ Down by the salley gardens ♪
♪ My love and I did meet ♪
♪ She crossed the salley gardens ♪
♪ With little snow-white feet ♪
♪ She bid me ♪
- I have to go. - ♪ Take life easy ♪
♪ As the leaves grow on the tree ♪
♪ But I, being young and foolish ♪
♪ With her I did not agree ♪
♪ In a field down by the river ♪
♪ My love and I did stand ♪
♪ And upon my leaning shoulder ♪
♪ She placed her snow-white hand ♪
♪ She bid me take life easy ♪
♪ As the grass grows on the weirs ♪
♪ But I was young and foolish ♪
♪ And now I am full of tears ♪
♪ Down by the salley gardens ♪
♪ My love and I did meet ♪
♪ She crossed the salley gardens ♪
♪ With little snow-white feet ♪
♪ She bid me take life easy ♪
♪ As the grass grows on the weirs ♪
♪ But I was young and foolish ♪
♪ And now I am full of tears ♪
♪ And now I am full of tears ♪
Hey, Cat. How are you?
This must be a difficult day for you.
You have my sympathies.
What the fuck do you think you're doing?
I'm sorry. This isn't the right time.
You called him.
Last night. My dad.
I saw your name on his phone.
Cat, t-that had nothing to do with what we were talking about.
What was it?
There was an incident last week with a patient,
and I needed to crosscheck a few things with your dad.
I shouldn't even be telling you that.
Did you talk to your superiors?
I doubt he plans on murdering anyone else
in the next few weeks.
We have time.
Trust me. I'm not your enemy.
You're not the only one with a score to settle.
You have my sympathies.
What did hewant?
Nothing.
Just to say hi.
Listen, Dad called Frank.
He said, um, he'd be back soon.
It just got a bit much.
I liked your, uh, eulogy, by the way.
I didn't know where it was going
with the whole mindlessness thing...
Mindfulness.
- What did I say? - Mindlessness.
Oh.
Well, I thought it was pretty great.
And so did Fiona.
It's nice that you two are talking.
He's asked me to leave tonight. Did you know that?
Dad.
Yeah. Fiona mentioned it.
I saw that you'd packed your bags.
And you're on the water.
It's vodka.
Dad's brought Frank here to make sure I go,
to stop me looking into him.
That's why he's here. I know it.
I think Frank is just here for a funeral, Cat.
He was wanking in my room.
Jesus.
This whole thing is making me feel like I'm going mad.
Maybe some space is what you need.
Do you remember this?
- Come on, let's dance. - No.
Come on. Come on, we have to. It's like a sign.
- It's a sign, Cat. - No. No!
- People are go... - Come on. I don't care.
♪ Would you stop your guns ♪
♪ If I had you on my side? ♪
♪ Come and seal your fate ♪
♪ Till the end of my desire ♪
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh ohh oh-oh oh-oh oh ohh ♪
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh ohh oh-oh oh-oh oh ohh ♪
♪ Oh-oh oh-oh ohh oh-oh oh-oh oh ohh ♪
You all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Anybody say anything or...?
Everybody understands.
Thanks.
And thanks, Frank.
I really appreciate you coming, you know?
I don't know how I'd have got through today without you.
You know I'd do anything for you, Jim.
You've always been there for me.
Yeah.
Cat still here?
Yeah, she's inside. She's dancing. With Michael.
Dancing?
It's a bit odd, really, like. It's a funeral.
I hate to say this about my own daughter,
but I'll be so glad when that girl hits the road.
Sorry again for your troubles.
- Thanks, Dez. - Yeah.
Uh, I have to head away now, though.
Yeah, yeah, of course, of course.
But, uh, next time, Dez,
come through to the office, yeah?
Don't call me on the mobile phone.
Yeah, sure, Jim.
Cat, don't.
You okay, Dad?
Yeah. Yeah.
You missed Mam's burial.
People deal with their grief in different ways, Cathleen.
Try to be a little understanding.
No, no, it's all right, Frank. It's all right.
Cat is only concerned about me, I'm sure.
I think I should go and say a few words.
Thank you, everybody.
If I could just have your... your attention
for a second, thank you, I won't keep you long.
I'll let you get back to your drinks shortly.
Um, I just wanted to thank each and every one of you
for coming here today and for supporting this family,
me and my beautiful children.
- Hear, hear. - Thank you, Frank.
Um, you know, none of us are anything, really,
without our friends and our families,
and seeing you all you here today,
even though my beloved Mary isn't with me...
my heart is still full.
To Mary.
- To Mary. - To Mary.
You should tell him you're sorry.
What?
Before you go.
There's a good girl, now.
Get out.
Cat?
Ohh!
What the fuck is wrong with you?!
Is this what he wants, yeah?!
Is this what he's told you to do?
Get off me!
Aah!
I know what he did. I know he killed her.
Get out!
And I'm gonna prove it.
You don't scare me.
You can tell him that.
You're a mad fucking bitch.
Cat.
- Cat, what happened? - I can't stay here.
- Wait. Just wait, please. - I can't.
I'm not right here, Michael. I'm not. I need to go.
I need to get away from here, from this fucking place.
You can't be driving.
I left my bag at the house.
All right, well, I'll drive you to get it.
No, no.
Unless you want to leave with me.
Leave with me.
I can't.
Look, just wait till the morning, please.
I'll call you.
Hey.
Hey.
- I'll get these. - Oh, you're all right.
We still owe you for the windows.
Okay. Dark rum, please.
You look good.
I like you in a suit.
Didn't think I'd be hearing from you so soon, after last night.
Must have been a rough day.
What are you doing?
Your dad's just over there.
Maybe I want him to see.
- What's your problem? - I don't want to be a statement.
Well, piss off, then.
Here, wait.
I think we do actually owe you for the windows.
Your dad paid me Friday.
No. Dad was out all day Friday.
No, he was in.
I called around lunchtime. He was there with your mam.
- You sure? - Yes.
Don't text me again.
In this day and age, Danny,
if we aren't all just a bit too outraged today, I think.
It's all this social media.
Where is it?
Where is it?
Dad, what...
Why...
What are you doing?
Cat, are you all right?
It was an accident.
- He was just standing there. - Frank? Frank!
I thought he had a gun.
Now, listen carefully.
Listen, I've got to phone the police and the ambulance.
You're not going to be here when they come.
When they get here, I'm gonna tell them that, uh,
Frank was drunk, he stepped out in the road,
and I hit him, okay?
Frank was drunk, he stepped into the road,
and I hit him, you understand?
Now go back to the house. Just wait for me there.
That's it. Go.
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