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(gentle clattering)

(clattering continues)

(all laugh)

MOLLY:
Done.

(clattering)

I'm doing your eyes now.

SANDRA:
Okay. Cool.

What do you call that again?

Molly, you know
it's her birthmark.

Why do you always ask?

Why do you have it
and nobody else, Mam?

I already told you, love,
I was born with it.

All right.
I was in God's pocket,

and He had me in His art shop,
and He said,

"Ah, if I have to find you,
I'm just gonna have to give you

"a little mark because
there's...

-loads of Sandras in Dublin!"
-"Loads of Sandras in Dublin!"

Yeah, well,
we won't cover it, then.

ALL: ♪ One, two, three,
one, two, three, drink ♪

♪ One, two, three, one,
two, three, drink ♪

♪ One, two, three,
one, two, three, drink ♪

♪ Throw 'em back
till I lose count ♪

-♪ I'm gonna swing ♪
-(Sandra laughing)

♪ From the chandelier ♪

♪ From
the chandelier ♪

♪ I'm gonna live ♪

♪ Like tomorrow doesn't exist ♪

♪ Like it doesn't exist... ♪

-(music stops)
-(girls laughing)

-MOLLY: Daddy!
-EMMA: Daddy!

-Ah! (chuckles)
-EMMA: Dance with us, please!

Oh, geez, will yous let me
get in the door?

Will you do something for me?
Will you go outside and play

-and let me talk to your ma?
-SANDRA: Oh, Gary.

-Please, I don't want to go out.
-SANDRA: It's cold out.

-They've coats.
-MOLLY: No, please.

-Go on. Out.
-Please, please.

Now.

SANDRA:
Come on. Come here.

-Black Widow.
-Now?

Huh?

Taped under a seat of the car.

Oh, you're planning your escape?

(heavy breathing)

(horse neighs)

♪ ♪

(heavy breathing)

EMMA:
Call the guards!

Hurry up, it's me mammy!

(grunting)

(screams, cries)

GARY:
Take your fucking money.

You did this. It's your fault.

(sobbing)

SANDRA:
No.

EMMA:
Here. I'll do it.

(beeps)

Good girl.

(exhales)

Watch out.

(sighs)

SANDRA:
Ah, Emma, that is amazing.

Shading and everything.

Can we take a picture
and send it to Dad?

You can show him on Saturday.

Oh, okay.

EMMA:
Where will the new house be?

SANDRA:
I don't know, love.

Here, do you want to kiss
Granny's wedding ring

and make a wish for a new house?

How long has
Granny Michelle been in heaven?

Going on six months now, love.

I left my hair bobbin
in her house.

(coughs)

(indistinct chatter)

(airplane flying overhead)

MOLLY:
Did you sign my test copy?

SANDRA:
Yeah, I signed it last night.

(music playing on radio)

(exhales sharply)

SANDRA (sighs):
Come on.

WOMAN (on radio): ...hotel will
be the tallest in the capital

and is part of
a 150-million-euro develop...

(music playing on radio)

Here, don't put that--
here, I'll carry that.

I'll carry it.

Go, go, go.

Gorgeous. Bye.

-You be good in school, yeah?
-Bye.

Bye. Love you. Bye.

Here. Take your bag.

Right. Go.

SANDRA:
It's only me, Dr. O'Toole.

Sorry I'm late.
The traffic this morning...

PEGGY:
Oh, fuck off!

(knocks on door)

-(Peggy sighs)
-SANDRA: Do you need a hand?

Stupid thing.

(Peggy scoffs)

SANDRA:
Did your one turn up last night?

Oh, God.
They sent a replacement.

He tried to put me to bed
at half past 6:00.

-Ow!
-Sorry. Sorry.

Yes, I'll do that.

(sighs)

-Have you taken your tablets?
-Yes.

Just help me through.

I've already wasted
half the morning.

Okay.

Oh, how does
this bloody thing go?

(grunts)

Get a grip on, on it.

-Up you go.
-Right.

Just take it easy now,
all right?

Nice and steady. Take your time.

I broke my hip
in a field hospital

in Africa, Sandra,

not tripping over
in Marks & Spencer's.

Would you please stop making me
feel like an old woman?

How's himself behaving?
Access visits going okay?

Well, he's been kicked
out of the house.

The landlord is selling.
He's at his ma's and da's now.

So, he wouldn't do
anything there.

Well, if he does, remember you
have a three-year safety order.

He lays a hand on you,

it goes straight
to the criminal court.

Jo, we can't go on being
this far from the school.

You have to keep on
to the council about that.

I am, Jo, but it's costing me
over 30 euro a week in petrol.

Just keep telling yourself,
it's temporary.

Only temporary. Now, hang on.

I have-- Aha!

I got a tip-off.

Kimmage. Fully furnished

and the landlord
takes rent supplement.

Give him a buzz.

Thanks.

Oh, Sandra,

I have forms for you to fill.

Hang on.

Jo, I don't have time.
I'm late for work.

Go. I'll drop them round.

Sandra, give the men's
a good clean, will you?

Young fella left them in
an awful state there last night.

SANDRA:
Right. It's just that you said

-that I could leave earlier.
-What? If you're finished.

You're nowhere near done yet.

AMY:
Prick.

Tell him to go fuck himself,
Sandra.

Where are you living
these days, Amy?

A squat, up in Rathmines.

It's a fucking shithole, like,

but the humans are sound, so...

EMMA: Watch it. Watch it.
Do you want a zap?

Oh, dang it. Watch it. Zap!

SANDRA:
I'm sorry.

I told Ms. Doyle
I would wait with them.

SANDRA: I called ahead to say
I was late. Thanks a million.

Mam, we made
Saint Brigid crosses.

SANDRA: Aw, deadly.
You can show me in the car.

MOLLY:
Okay.

Well, Rosa's taking Lucia
to the park. Can we go?

Uh, not today, love.

We never get to.

All right, Emma. Another day.

-We have to go.
-Maybe we could have a playdate.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
-Yeah! Playdate.

-Playdate. Playdate.
-Will I take your number?

KIDS:
Playdate. Playdate.

089-966-4062.

(phone chimes)

ROSA:
Now you have mine.

No excuses.

-EMMA: Yeah! Dad!
-GARY: Ah!

Oh! There's a hug.
Did you miss me?

-EMMA: Yeah.
-GARY: Yeah. Daddy missed you.

Go on. I'll see you
in a few days.

Come on, Molly,
sweetheart, please.

She's got a cough.

There's medicine in her bag.

I'd say five mils will do
at bedtime.

Okay, great. Yeah.

Because I've never
actually been a dad before.

Don't be making a scene, Gary.

I don't want the neighbors
thinking that my son

is any more of a fuckup
than he already is.

SANDRA:
Bye.

MICHAEL: If yous are having
a row, get inside.

Home sweet home, huh?

EMMA:
Granny Tina.

GARY:
Look, what are we doing, Sandra?

Do you think
this is good for the girls?

No.

(breathing heavily)

♪ ♪

(inhales deeply, exhales)

(sniffling)

(car engine starts)

(indistinct chatter)

MAN:
Miss? Miss?

Excuse me.

May I remind you of the rules?
You can't come through here.

(airplane flying overhead)

(classical music playing
on radio)

(grunts)

(packet rustling)

All right, that's me,
Dr. O'Toole.

Mind yourself on the floor,
there. It's still drying.

I'll talk to you.

(sighs)

Don't know why we bothered.

None of us are gonna get
to see this gaff.

(indistinct chatter)

WOMAN: Told you.
Should've worn me suit.

Sorry, guys.

SANDRA:
Heya. Did you have a nice time?

Yeah. Daddy got us new runners.

-Mine flash.
-SANDRA: Ah, cool.

GARY: Yeah, they were so good
for their nanny and granddad.

I thought they deserved
a little treat.

Here.

SANDRA:
Emma, come on.

Need a hand
with that belt there, Mol?

MOLLY:
No.

Big girl now.

Here.

I got a little bonus.

There's so much work out there
for joiners now.

You can take your pick.
It's like back in the day.

Thanks.

I'm getting help.

I'm seeing a counselor.

I didn't walk out, which,
I mean, I wanted to, but...

I stayed.

Emma, come on.

(car engine starts)

Mam says you can stay
if we want to try again.

Try and make it work.

For them.

Uh, I have to go.

EMMA:
Oh, look. That is so cool.

Don't, don't touch that.

You're asking a thousand
for this?

LANDLORD:
It's cheap for the area.

I'll take rent allowance,
and it's available.

Of course it's available.

LANDLORD: We'll obviously fix
the electrics,

paint it up a bit,
before you move in.

I'd rather stick my head
in there.

Bleeding disgrace.

EMMA:
Bleeding disgrace.

SANDRA:
You're a bleeding disgrace.

Uh, sorry, you're the disgrace.

(chuckles)

(exclaims)

Here, go on and mind Molly,
and watch the cars.

(Molly screaming)

Ah! Oh, my God.

I'm dead as... (groans)

MOLLY: You can't be dead.
We need you for chips!

(Emma giggles)

-Tickle her.
-MOLLY: Tickle her.

(all chuckling)

SANDRA:
Please stop.

-Mummy is...
-MOLLY: Under the arms.

SANDRA:
Come here, you little messers!

Yous only need me for chips,
do yous?

-EMMA: Hmm. Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.

SANDRA: All right. That's it.
I'm gonna eat you! (growls)

(all chuckling and squealing)

All right.
Do yous want some real chips?

-Yeah.
-MOLLY: Yeah.

All right. Come on.

(whispering): Do you want
to hear a bedtime story

about Saint Brigid?

(sighs)
Yeah. Go on.

So, Brigid prays to God
and says,

"Will You make the king
of Ireland's heart all soft?

'Cause it's gone icy
and like a rock or something."

And God did, and she smiled
and said to the king,

"Will you give me as much land
as this cloak will cover?"

'Cause she was wearing
this cloak,

just normal size, right?

She bends down,
and the cloak is magic,

with the Holy God Spirit in it,

and she tells her four sisters
with her...

They were like
her sidekicks, right?

They take a corner each
and spread it out

all over the land,

and it goes out for miles.

It's just like a miracle.

And then the king says,
"Well, Brigid, what's the story?

How'd you do that?"

And Brigid says, "It's 'cause
you're being so stingy

with all the poor people
in your land."

And he says, "All right, then,
you can have loads of me land."

And she gets it
and starts a convent

and helps all the people
in the town.

They start a farm
where they made jam

with the berries on the land.

Hmm, like a little
community center type of thing.

But then everyone was grand.

How do you remember all that?

I don't like the way
my teacher says it,

so I remember it my own way.

She's got a real moany voice.

♪ ♪

(choral music playing on radio)

(water running)

SANDRA:
35,000.

12 by four.

(choral music continues)

(choral music continues)

CIARAN:
You'll learn as you build.

You need very, very few skills

to be part of a team

that'll build a house.

Pass on the skills
to your children.

(choral music continues)

What can I do for you?

I want to build a house.

Um, these are some
of the vacant sites

that you have going spare.

And the addresses
are on the back.

And this is how much
it would cost me

for the materials and a plumber
and an electrician.

It's 35,000 euro.

You see, I figured out
that I cost you 33,000

in rent and welfare
in one year alone.

Um... And at number 653
on the housing list,

that's three or four years
keeping us in hotels,

which would cost you 120,000,

maybe even more.

But if you lend me the money

and let me use a site,

then I could have that built
by Christmas,

and be paying you rent
for the house.

Do you see what I mean?

(exhales)

You'd even be making a profit.

I'm really sorry.

-(stamps paper)
-I can't help you with this.

(airplane flying overhead)

(knocks on door)

SANDRA:
Dr. O'Toole...

Bollocks.

Jesus.

Dr. O'Toole?

Hello? Can you hear me?

Dr. O'Toole?

Listen, it's Sandra,
your cleaner.

Wake up. Come on.

-Peggy?
-Yeah.

Oh, thank God.

Dr. O'Toole, it's me.

-Will I call an ambulance?
-(groans)

No.

-No. I probably should.
-No, no, no.

-Just to be safe.
-No. It's fine.

Stop fussing.

I must have fainted.

I've not been able to eat.

Are you sure now?
'Cause you have a cut.

No. Well, if I was a horse,
they'd shoot me, but I'm not.

I'm a doctor, and I'd know if
I needed to go to the hospital.

So help me get up.

-Okay.
-Give me a hand.

Here. You ready?

(both grunting)

Right. All good. I'm just gonna
walk you back here.

Right. Easy.

Sit down there now. Yeah.

-(Peggy groans)
-Are you all right?

-Hmm.
-Okay.

Do you feel dizzy or anything?

Why didn't you ask me?

Ask you?

Ask you what?

I have designed a house

that costs just 35,000 euros
to build.

It's a self-build,

so you can literally DIY
a permanent home.

I didn't mean for you
to see that.

Well, I did, so...

here's my proposal.

(birds chirping)

PEGGY: It's land, Sandra,
going to waste.

Use it.

Build a house for you
and your girls.

Dr. O'Toole, this...

Why would you do this?

PEGGY: Your mother was far more
than a cleaner to me.

She was a friend.

She helped me through
some bloody awful times.

I want to give you the land...

and lend you the money
to build your house.

(sniffles)
Not this much.

-You can't.
-I can.

And you can pay me back over
as many years as, as we decide.

Hmm? What do you say?

(exhales sharply)

Is that a yes?

Uh, yeah.
(laughs shakily)

(sniffles)
Yeah.

(chuckles)

All right, now get back to work.

Good woman.

(birds chirping)

CIARAN:
These are approximate figures,

so you need to check
all the costs

before you commit.

Where'd you get this?

-Uh, online.
-Online. (sighs)

Are these costs
inclusive of VAT?

Value added tax-- are these
prices plus or including?

Yeah, I-I think-- I-I'd say so.

'Cause there's a big difference.

Yeah, I know.

I'll be with you in a sec there.

Onduline.
Don't know what that is.

Do you know what thickness
of insulation it is?

There's loads of sizes, like.

Oh, yeah, no, uh...
I'll-I'll ask.

Biobase.
Never heard of it.

Wha-What about, um, like,
basic concrete?

Well, that's actual ready mix.

It's-it's not bags?

No. Concrete would-would have
to come

in a truck, in cubic meters.

You'd have to go to Roadstone.

Do you mind
if I serve this fella?

Yes, my friend,
what can I get you?

Some manners, a bit of courtesy.

-What?
-What?

You're Customer Service.
Serve the customer.

She's only after a price check.
It's not rocket science.

You're throwing away
the good bit.

Can I ask your advice
on something?

I'm building a house,
like a self-build.

-Right.
-And I'm only starting, but...

I don't know where to start,
I suppose.

Where's your site?
Have you got a field?

A back garden. A woman I work
for is giving me the land.

Giving you it?
Why is she doing that?

Trying not to think about it
too much.

I would.

Nobody does anything for
nothing, not in this country.

Well, I wouldn't live in it,

but it's a roof and four walls,

so what else do you need?

You wouldn't come
and have a look,

-would you?
-No, I can't, love.

I have a flue to install,

on a job that's growing arms
and legs.

It's only around the corner.

I can't help you.

I can't afford to.

Look, you don't know me,

but I think you worked
with my ex Gary.

Gary Mullen?

(birds chirping)

-It's possible.
-PEGGY: But?

You're gonna need somebody
who knows what they're doing.

He means a man.

No, I mean a person
who's qualified

to handle compliances,
put in for planning.

Could you be that person?

I don't do contracts.

I haven't done one in ages.

PEGGY:
W-We could pay you.

We could pay you a...
a consultancy fee or--

for an agreed amount of days.

AIDO: Look,
even if you do get planning,

I'm guessing you're gonna want
somebody who's gonna work

every weekend
for next to nothing.

I'm no use to you.

And I've just had
a health scare. Dicky ticker.

-GRAINNE: There you are!
-PEGGY: Grainne!

Have a word
with the architect, yeah?

See if he has any ideas.

I'm sorry, can't help you.

GRAINNE: Aren't you meant
to be convalescing?

What are you doing?

Sorry, but do you know each
other well enough to do this?

She's Michelle's daughter.

And Michelle was lovely

and a really good cleaner,
but...

But what?

She used to help herself
to Dad's whiskey.

(laughs) Well, she did us all
a favor there.

I'm sorry, Sandra,

could I just have a moment
with Mum?

No, Sandra, stay.

GRAINNE:
Look, at the end of the day,

it's none of my business.
I get it.

It's your land, your choice,
but...

What are you gonna do
about Aisling's den?

-PEGGY: Knock it down.
-SANDRA: I'll let you...

-I-I shouldn't be...
-PEGGY: No, Sandra.

-See you tomorrow, Dr. O'Toole.
-PEGGY: Come back.

What are you doing in the car?
It's not even raining.

"How was your day, Mammy?"
"Grand, thank you, Emma."

How was your day, Mammy?

"Grand, thank you, Emma."

(chuckles)

-EMMA: Green.
-MOLLY: Green.

(indistinct chatter on TV)

(water running)

-(indistinct shouting)
-(screaming)

Yeah, I've been ringing round
loads of builders.

Nobody's gonna work weekends.

CIARAN: You've only got to say
"self-build" to a builder,

and he'll run a mile.

But you are gonna need
an expert.

Honestly,

the only person that would
do this for nothing is me,

and I'm not back
till next year.

Can you wait?

("Brewing Up a Storm"
by The Stunning playing)

MOLLY:
Mam, where are we going?

SANDRA:
To see a man about a job.

♪ Honey, if the truth hurts ♪

♪ Don't look, it might go away ♪

♪ It's easy to pretend
that life is a rosy bouquet ♪

(buzzing)

♪ Brewing up a storm ♪

-(music continues through radio)
-♪ Brewing up a storm... ♪

-Dad.
-What?

Oh, it's all right, Francis,
I know this girl.

And you don't know
anyone else who can help you?

SANDRA: No. Barely know anyone,
to be honest,

living with Gary
the last ten years.

We're in temporary
accommodation.

Hotel. We had no choice.

We had to get away from him.

Well, you did well
to get away from them.

Some family, eh?

Hmm. Yeah.

(sighs)
Look, Sandra, here's the thing.

Gifts of land,
plans off the Internet,

everything on the cheap,
off your own back...

And if I wasn't on the site
all the time...

I'm sorry, darling, there's just
too many risks for everyone.

No harm in asking.

-FRANCIS: Dad.
-AIDO: Hmm?

Are you a size six?

These are me old pair.

Take them.

You'll probably need them
for the site.

Are you serious?

Well, let's just see

how we get on
with the planning first, huh?

Good boy, Francis.

(indistinct chatter)

MOLLY: Hey, I don't have knots
in my hair.

(knocking on door)

Ow.

(knocking on door)

JO:
Hi, Sandra.

It's Jo, from Women's Aid.

Uh, Jo?

Uh, one second.

Hi. Just a fly-by visit.

Uh, council is carrying out
another assessment

of housing needs.

As if we didn't know already.

Houses are needed,
Christ Almighty.

Hey, Emma, hey, Molly.

-BOTH: Hi.
-JO: Have you just had a bath?

-BOTH: Yeah.
-You look squeaky-clean!

Uh, you're still one parent,

and he's been keeping up
on the maintenance, has he?

Yeah, he has, yeah.
No difference.

It's grand.
Just, the maintenance affects

how your rent allowance
gets calculated.

Oh, sure.
Yeah, no, I-I remember.

It's red tape,
but once it's done, it's done.

And it's not going
to change much,

unless you've won the lotto
and you're not telling me.

(Jo laughs)

Listen, give me a ring

if you need help
filling it out, okay?

-Bye, girls.
-BOTH: Bye.

JO:
Bye-bye. See you.

Mam?
Why are you being weird?

Do yous want to get
some milkshakes?

(Emma shrieks)

SANDRA:
Go on.

(girls giggling)

(exclaims)
Come here, quick.

Go on. Faster.

-EMMA: A house?
-SANDRA: Mm-hmm.

-EMMA: Our own house?
-SANDRA: Uh-huh.

At the bottom of a garden?

Like a fairy-house?

SANDRA:
Yeah. I suppose so. (laughs)

Can we help?

Can I wear a builder's hat?

SANDRA:
We'll see.

The only thing is, girls,

and this is really
important, right...

we can't tell anyone.

Not anyone in school.

Not Nanny, not Granddad,
and especially...

especially not Daddy.

Why?

I'm just going by what
Aido the builder said.

He said that's the rules,
and you've seen him, right?

-Mm-hmm. -You don't want
to mess with him, do you?

-No.
-EMMA: No.

So we have to keep this
to ourselves, yeah?

Our own special secret.

Like Black Widow?

Sort of.

What's that?

EMMA:
Oh.

It's just a code word.

It's better you don't know.

Yeah. So...

no telling, okay?

Mm-hmm.

SANDRA:
Pinky promise?

-MOLLY: One, two, three.
-One, two, three.

-MOLLY: Pinky promise!
-Pinky promise!

(chuckles)
Oh, girls.

EMMA:
Molly! Come on.

SANDRA: Girls, come on.
This way, this way.

(girls giggling)

(music playing on radio)

PEGGY:
Sandra?

Would you drop what
you're doing, come here, please?

Yeah?

(Sandra gasps)

-We're off.
-(Sandra chuckles)

Oh, my God.

Oh, there she is.

Great to see you out
and about, Peggy.

-Watch me go, Nathan.
-(Nathan laughs)

♪ This is a new day ♪

♪ I'm gonna win it...♪

-Amy?
-Yeah?

How are you fixed
for weekends these days?

♪ Hmm, got a new car
and I'm gonna drive ♪

20 metal brackets,
a sledgehammer,

spirit level, and a bag of lime.

♪ I'm gonna walk out that door ♪

♪ I'm telling you now,
you ain't gonna see me no more ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey♪

♪ Because I got new shoes ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey♪

♪ I got new shoes ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey♪

♪ I said hey, hey, hey, hey... ♪

AIDO: Health and safety is
number one on this site.

It's all about the hat
and the boots

and knowing where not to be.

You see that eucalyptus tree?

Well, beyond that
is command and control.

That is your work area.
Don't be coming down here.

Builders don't like their bosses
watching over them.

On you go.

(girls laughing)

You okay with this?

Okay.

We'll let herself do the honors.

Go.

It's your home.

You break ground.

AMY:
Go on, Sandra.

(Sandra chuckles)

(grunts)

AIDO:
Imagine you have four meters

-from the middle of that.
-SANDRA: Right.

-This is what gives us hope.
-AMY: I know.

-AIDO: Check it.
-AMY: Four meters here, yeah?

-AIDO: Exactly?
-Yeah, exactly four meters.

SANDRA: From the center
of the thing, is it, Aido?

Yeah.

-Nice work.
-AMY: All right.

SANDRA:
You got it?

(hammer pounding)

AIDO:
Well done.

("Run for Cover" by The Killers
playing)

♪ Run for cover ♪

♪ Run while you can, baby,
don't look back ♪

♪ You gotta run for cover ♪

♪ Don't be afraid of the fear ♪

♪ That's a played-out trap,
man ♪

♪ I know you're not
the only one ♪

♪ And don't look back,
just run for cover... ♪

PEGGY:
Can I see that?

(music continues on radio)

Oh.

-EMMA: I want mine first.
-SANDRA: Okay. Bath first,

and then Frozenlater.
I don't want to hear--

Yeah, I know,
but I don't want to go too late,

'cause the other night,
yous were up to all hours.

-EMMA: Dad!
-GARY: Oh! (laughs)

Look at the state of you.

You okay, Mols?

Where have yous been playing,
in the bog, is it?

SANDRA:
Emma. Take your sister inside.

-Emma, go on.
-Come on.

EMMA:
Come on, Molly.

Sandra, look,
I just wanted to...

What are you doing?

Yeah. I made you dinner.
Take it.

You're not supposed to be here.

I'm not asking to come in
and eat with yous,

Sandra, geez...

I just want them
to have a hot meal.

And you could use one, too.
You're wasting away there.

Thanks.

It's mad, isn't it?

We could all just get
into that car now.

Together. We could just go back.

To what, Gary?

I don't know what's happened.

GARY: Oh, that's
a great idea, Sandra.

End up some lonely fuckup
like your ma!

(breathing heavily)

(exhales deeply)

(girls chatting indistinctly)

(mechanical whirring)

What are you doing?

Taking an action shot
for me Instagram.

Throw that in there again.

No! No photos, Amy.

Not of me or the kids
or the site, all right?

And don't put nothing online.

All right. Relax.

Just thought you wanted
to document the thing

like you were
on Grand Designs, no?

No.

(shoveling)

AIDO:
Far end.

That's it. Side to side,
and towards yourself.

We don't want any dips
in the middle.

We don't want the water
to run off the edges, you know.

Keep coming towards yourself.

Side to side, up and down.

(Sandra gasps, groans)

AIDO:
You all right?

Um, yeah. I just--
I just need, um...

I'll be back in a sec,
all right?

(panting)

PEGGY: Okay, put away
your homework now.

Time to eat.

Codeine does nothing
for nerve damage.

Yeah. Well, it helps.

MOLLY: Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma,
Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma, Ma.

-Look what I made.
-Lovely, love.

-Uh, Molly?
-Yeah.

I think you need the loo.

No, I don't.

I can see you holding it in.

Go on.

-You all right, Sandra?
-(exhales)

Listen, we're gonna need
more people next weekend.

We can't keep going with three.
Okay?

Yeah. All right.

Sorry?

Um, this is a bit mad,
but I'm building a house,

like, uh, a self-build thing,
and I need a hand

for a few weekends
over the summer.

And I was wondering, like--

and only if it suits
and if you're around,

um, if, if you'd want to help?

Oh, here, I should--
I should, uh...

(school bell ringing)

...write it down for you,
um, it's...

Look, I know I've not been...

Like, I know that
we've not talked much,

but you just always...

Look, here's the address, um...

And, like, there's no pressure.

You're probably busy
or going away.

-Oy!
-MOLLY: We got to watch Moana

and play games.

SANDRA:
You did?

So, look, I-I'll l-leave it
with you anyway.

Thanks.

(indistinct chatter)

SANDRA:
Molly, come on.

MOLLY:
No. No.

SANDRA:
Get out of the wardrobe.

-No, I don't want to go.
-We have to go.

Dad won't let her watch Frozen.

Leave me alone.

SANDRA: Molly, will you let go
of the handle?

(tearfully):
No.

Molly, you might trap
your finger.

No.

SANDRA:
Come on. Enough.

(Molly sniffling, sobbing)

Molly, what is going on?

Come here.

(Molly crying)

-Did you...?
-MOLLY: No. No.

Come here to me, pet. Come here.

It's all right. It's okay.
Come here, I'm so sorry.

What's wrong?

Molly, do you want to play
with Pony?

Did you take that from Peggy's?

No, she gave it to us.
It was Aisling's.

Aisling's up in heaven
with Granny Michelle.

Do you want to stay
with me today, Molly?

Yeah.

She's not herself.

Could be a kidney infection.

So she wants to stay with me.

Gary.

Hey, Molly?

Do you know
what your Granny Tina's made?

Your favorite, eggy bread.

There's gonna be none left.

All right, come on,
let's go. Out.

-MOLLY: Stop! (screams) -Molly,
stop, will you calm down?

You're being a baby!

Gary, don't hurt her.

Oh, the only reason
she's acting up

is 'cause she knows
she can get what she wants.

Now, she's messing both of us
about here, Sandra.

All right, then.

Your sister's gonna get
all the treats.

(car door shuts)

(car engine starts)

SANDRA:
You all right, love?

-AIDO: We got tools...
-AMY: Sandra.

-Hey, missus.
-Hey.

I brought a few heads
from the squats

-to give us a hand.
-Oh, my God, Amy.

One of them even knows
what he's doing.

Dariusz.

-Hiya. -AIDO: Yeah, what's
your trade again, Dariusz?

Construction and, uh, Deliveroo.

AMY:
This is Yewande from...

Sligo. Originally Cameroon.

-Nice to meet you.
-SANDRA: Same here.

And, uh, Tomo,
from, uh, down the road...

-What's the story?
-Hi.

I brought somebody, too.

Hello, Sandra.

-Oh, hi.
-Good to see you.

Hi, Francis.

-Remember this girl?
-Hello, Molly.

-MOLLY: Hi. -Oh, yeah,
everyone, this is Molly.

-ALL: Hi, Molly.
-AIDO: All right, Molly,

if we're gonna start work,
where would you go?

Command and control.

Good girl. Off you go, then.

AMY (laughing):
Good girl.

-See you later. -Bye. -TOMO:
Bye, Molly. See you later.

All right, people. Are we gonna
help this woman build her house?

-ALL: Yeah.
-SANDRA: Deadly.

All right. Sandra's house
is made up of five frames.

In each frame,
there are two columns.

There's a central piece,
which is 3,400 millimeters long,

or 3.4 meters.

Each column is made up of
seven different pieces of wood.

Two are the same, at the top,
two are the same in the middle,

and two are the same
in the bottom.

Measure twice, cut once.

("Titanium" by David Guetta
featuring Sia playing)

Oh, okay. Yeah.

(drill whirring)

...bolt right through here,
so we're using this drill.

♪ But all your bullets
ricochet... ♪

AIDO:
Okay.

AMY:
Oh, Jesus. No, here, yeah?

-Okay, over there. -AIDO:
Okay. One of them's upside down.

-TOMO: No, definitely theirs.
-Huh?

After three. One, two, three.

-DARIUSZ: Oh, Jesus.
-AIDO: That's it.

Now come, keep walking, okay?

Amy and Tomo,
you up your pace a bit.

-ROSA: Oh, my God, Sandra!
-Rosa.

Yeah, come and give us
a hand here, love.

-Grab a hold.
-Okay. Oh.

SANDRA:
Everyone, uh, this is Rosa.

-AIDO: Yeah, we don't have time
for introductions. -Rosa...

Let's get this up first.

♪ I am titanium... ♪

Come towards me now.

DARIUSZ:
Very good.

AIDO: We're trying to get it
six inches in front of the foot.

Careful.
Okay, everybody happy?

-Yeah.
-One, two, three.

("Titanium" continues playing)

AIDO:
Keep going.

Good, yeah.

That's us. Let go of the ropes.

We're all done.

-DARIUSZ: All good here.
-(chuckling)

AIDO:
One up, four to go.

Okay, well done, everyone.

How do you do, Rosa?
I'm Aido.

Thanks for joining our team.

-How's that feel?
-SANDRA: Deadly.

-(all laughing)
-You!

♪ Raise your voice... ♪

(indistinct chatter)

SANDRA:
Yeah, a little bit to the right.

Yes. Go down.

♪ I'm talking loud,
not saying much... ♪

Yeah, much easier
if I get it right in.

AMY:
Come on, you two.

SANDRA: Come on, Amy,
you legend. (laughs)

♪ I'm bulletproof,
nothing to lose ♪

♪ Fire away, fire... ♪

NATHAN:
Sorry. Sorry.

Before 9:00 on a Saturday,
again?

PEGGY: Oh, now, do I complain
about your little one

waking three times in the night?

Honestly,
the earlier they start,

the sooner it'll be finished.

Is this gonna be every weekend?

PEGGY:
Earplugs, Nathan.

Works for me.

♪ But I won't fall ♪

♪ I am titanium ♪

♪ I am titanium ♪

♪ I am titanium ♪

♪ Stone-hard, machine gun ♪

♪ Firing at the ones who run ♪

♪ Stone-hard ♪

♪ As bulletproof glass. ♪

-AIDO: Oh, here's herself.
-MOLLY: Hi, Mam.

Uh, how are you?

It's just a little something
to say thanks for today.

Oh, Sandra, you're so sweet,
but you didn't have to.

-Here you go. -Hey,
no fucking complaints here.

AIDO:
Hey, hey, hey, Tomo.

This won't even touch the sides.
Thanks.

Doctor, can I have one?

Oh, one won't kill you.

-Oh.
-AMY: It'll cure you.

I might even have one myself,
for the day that's in it.

(all cheering)

Dad?

Right, now you go easy, Francis.

-Sláinte.
-Sláinte.

ALL:
Sláinte. Sláinte.

ROSA:
Sandra, you're not having one?

Aye, now, it's a bag of cans,
boss, it's not a bag of can'ts.

Nah, I have to get
this little one home.

It's been a long day,
hasn't it, sweetheart?

-ROSA: Aw.
-Come here, sweetie.

-Oh, it's mad, isn't it?
-AMY: I know.

There was nothing here
a few weeks ago.

-AMY: Yeah, absolute madness.
-All right.

-I'll leave yous to it. I'll see
you next week. -Bye, dear.

-All right, love. -TOMO: All
the best. Thanks for the beers.

-Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow.
-ALL: Bye, Molly.

-AMY: See you, missus. Bye.
-ROSA: Bye, Molly.

Bet you're knackered after that.

We'll get all cozy
back in the hotel.

-Yeah. -And I'll make you
some popcorn and stuff.

Hard day's work.

These?

LAZLO:
Ms. Kelly, come on.

Oh, Lazlo, you're gonna
make me carry her

all the way up the stairs?

LAZLO:
Ms. Kelly.

Come on. It's just this once.

They have cameras everywhere.

I get in trouble, too.

She's so gorgeous.

-Come on. Come over here...
-(woman giggles)

Stop, will you?

Come on, stop, stop...

I wonder if they have cameras
on your face

following her arse.

MOLLY:
Third floor.

-(sighs)
-(elevator bell dings)

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Going up.

GARY: I hope
you're gonna pay for that.

(indistinct chatter)

(breathing heavily)

(car engine starts)

(tires screech)

Late three times,
and you got your kids here.

I won't have it, Sandra.

It's a pub,
not a fucking nursery.

SANDRA: It's the holidays.
They're being good.

-John, please. I need this job.
-Yeah?

Well, make it your priority.

There's people out there

who'd fucking jump
to be in your place.

(drill whirring)

I told you to go to Goodwin's
for the big boxes of screws.

-What, are they the wrong ones?
-No, but they're dearer.

You can get big boxes
in Goodwin's for half the price.

You need to think
about your budget, Sandra.

-You should've phoned me.
-EMMA: Here, Mam,

-I was meant to give you...
-Emma, you're not supposed

to be over here.
You know that.

Go on.

I thought this was supposed
to be a self-build,

not a call-your-builder-
every-ten-minutes build.

Yeah, I did say
Goodwin's to you.

Yeah, well, I couldn't go there,
all right?

Fine. We'll just use
these, then.

-(drill whirring)
-(hammer pounding)

-ROSA: Bye, Sandra.
-YEWANDE: Ciao, Sandra.

Oh, thanks a million, girls.
I'll see yous next week.

PEGGY:
Don't stay all night now.

(drill whirring)

(drill clunks against wood)

(muttering):
Fuck.

Here, Mam.
I wanted to... (screams)

SANDRA:
Oh, Jesus, love. I'm sorry.

Mam, make it stop! Make it stop!

-Okay. Dr. O'Toole!
-Ow!

-Mam! Mam!
-SANDRA: Peggy!

-There. Sorry, love. I'm sorry.
-Mam, make it stop.

-Ow! Ow!
-I'm so sorry. So sorry, love.

Oh, my God. I cut her arm
with a screw and...

That is a nasty old cut.

Now, Nurse Molly?

-Yeah?
-I have a big brown leather bag

in the cupboard
under the stairs.

-Would you bring it for me?
-SANDRA: You all right, love?

-MOLLY: Okay. -And, Mummy,
can I have a bowl of warm water?

Thank you.
We'll get this cleaned up.

Hold your hand right above
your head as high as you can.

There you are. Good girl.
That's a good girl.

See. Ah, here we are.

Here's your sister.
She's got it all worked out.

-I know, I know, I know.
-So, first of all,

we're going to clean it up.

All right. Here.

-Give it here.
-(Emma whimpering)

-Got to get it clean, you see.
-(crying)

There you go. Good girl.

-I'm sorry, love.
-Now, can you see in there,

-this little box here?
-Mm-hmm.

Put these little things on.

Now, these are a lot nicer
than stitches.

(Emma crying)

-Ow. (groans)
-It's all right, love.

AIDO:
All okay?

-FRANCIS: What happened here?
-Yes, Aido and Francis.

She'll be all right.

Now, we're coming up
to a big decision now.

We're going to have a plaster
hold this together.

Is it going to be Elsa or Anna?

(tearfully):
Elsa.

Elsa. I thought it might be.

SANDRA: Emma, love, what were
you doing there, sweetheart?

Why were you there?

Doesn't matter.

Emma.

Daddy told me to give this
to you. (sniffles)

(sighs)

(sobbing)

(sobbing)

Sorry.

(sobs) Sorry. I just don't
want them to see me like this.

Why not?

I miss him, Peggy.

Gary, I mean.

Like, I mean, I don't miss him.

I mean I miss who he was.

(sighs)

It's like it's all
the wrong way around.

I wish I could bring it back.

(sobbing)

I want to fix it, you know?

I know, I know.

But you know,
however much you may want to,

there are some people who...
you just can't.

(sighs)

Why don't you stay here
tonight?

Have some proper food
and a sleep?

I can't.

I can't risk Gary finding
out about this. I can't.

Sandra, darling, we're gonna
have to draw a line here.

I cannot have the kids
running around...

I know. I know.

Yeah, well, what if
the inspector was to drop...?

All right, Aido. I know.

Listen, I can't be here
for the next couple of weekends.

Leave everything
till I get back.

It can wait.

(thunder rumbling)

Emma, come here, sweet.

Now, this is just like
the safety box, all right?

What do you say?

-I hurt it playing in the hotel.
-All right.

It's just a white lie, yeah?

White lies don't count, do they?

-Love you.
-Love you.

Will you go in and see your dad?

Please.

Oh, Molly.

(whimpering)

This is bullshit.
Kidney infection?

For the last month?

Like, are you grooming her
or something?

No. Obviously not.

You're obviously not looking
after them, are you?

Keep her, but I know
when you're lying to me, Sandra.

I always know.

Cunt.

-(crying)
-(exhales)

(sobs, groans)

♪ ♪

(panting)

No.

(Sandra grunting)

(groaning)

GRAINNE:
Sandra!

Will you come down!

Will you come down!

(fire crackling)

(birds chirping)

(drill whirring)

FRANCIS:
All right. Look, Dad.

AIDO: For goodness' sake,
they're doing well.

Hiya. While you were
on your holiday,

the grafter's been grafting.

AIDO:
Do you want a medal?

Don't worry, Aido.
We've got this covered.

I hope you have it all covered,
not just that side.

Yeah.

AIDO:
Well done.

90 sheets of this to bring down,

right down
to the bottom of the house.

-Then we...
-Then we'll set them all up.

-Okay.
-And then...

That's a bit like...

-Oh!
-A woodlouse. Nice.

♪ But it's okay now,
bathe in the sunlight... ♪

Look, see. Molly, they've--
Molly, they've eaten the wood.

See, that's what they do. That's
why it's all, like, bitten.

MOLLY:
Oh.

EMMA: Wait. No.
There's screws in this one.

-Oh!
-There's screws.

We don't need that.

♪ ♪

AIDO: Good job, but we have
to go and get all the rest.

♪ On the wings
of a butterfly... ♪

I'm on it.

Oh, no!

Whoo-hoo!

Your house.

We can put our dolls
in here to play.

-What are you doing?
-Pulling you out.

-Molly!
-That's your spot.

YEWANDE:
Be careful with that, Tomo, huh?

Yeah, well, do you want to see
me go the other way, do you?

Ah, look. (singing)

AIDO: Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
Tomo, put that down!

God's sake.

I have to give two lectures
all the time.

One for everybody else,
then another one for you.

You hurt anybody with that,
if you cut somebody's hand off,

I have no trouble
asking you to leave.

-Dariusz, take this, will you?
-DARIUSZ: Yeah.

-Idiot. It's not a playground.
-Relax.

How many times
do I have to tell you?

I didn't know you could get
sacked from volunteer work.

Jesus.

♪ Bathe in the sunlight ♪

♪ Don't mind if rain falls ♪

♪ Take me outside,
sit in the green garden ♪

♪ I'll go wherever you go♪

♪ Wherever you take me,
I'll go... ♪

Oh, my God. This is amazing.

I'm glad you like it.

-Is this for me?
-Yeah.

There were some leftovers
of the wood, so...

Oh, thanks, Peggy.
This looks gorgeous.

(others affirming)

Yewande did most of it.

Oh, no, Peggy.
Come on. We did it together.

Gorgeous, Yewande.

Yes. It's a Cameroonian
specialty.

Aido, I'm telling you,

you don't know
what you're missing, man.

Oh, come on. It's kondre.

It's just--
basically, it's a stew

with some plantain
thrown into it.

-MOLLY: Plantain?
-Yeah. With a bit of goat.

(Tomo groans)

(laughter)

Come on.

-Come on, Tomo.
-It's in me mouth now.

You were enjoying it
a minute ago.

I mean, you can't... Goat?
Honest, goat?

It's, it's just the same
as lamb, for heaven's sake.

Have you never eaten
goat before?

Lamb, either, no.

-But you were enjoying it.
-Come on, Tomo.

That's different.
They-- they're...

It's only the idea of it.

(overlapping chatter)

But then I don't know.

Yeah, but you're mad
about kebabs.

Why would you not eat this?

Yeah, but that's
the Labrador. That's different.

You were really enjoying it,
so what's changed?

EMMA:
Labrador? Like a dog?

YEWANDE:
Have some more, Tomo.

Yes. Let's give him some more.
Come on.

No. Don't. No. Look--
All right. I'm all right.

It's better than the crap
you eat in the squat.

If you don't know
what you're eating,

you don't know
what you're eating.

-But I've been told now.
-Well, you do know

-what you're eating. -Ah, but
it's in me, it's in me mind now.

AMY:
You want some salad?

Yeah, I want to have
a bit of salad.

-I'll have salad. Yeah.
-Yes, help yourselves to salad.

Have you got some salad
down there, Molly and Emma?

MOLLY AND EMMA:
No.

-No, we don't want any salad.
-You should eat some salad.

-It can't all be...
-No, we're all right,

-thanks, for salad.
-Eh, it's all right.

MOLLY:
It's so far away.

Ms. Kelly, I had to sign
for this for you.

Breach of access?

That prick is lucky
to see those kids at all,

and now he's taking me to court!

Breach of access is an offense.

You have to attend.

You have to tell your side
of the story.

Oh, great.
Well, shall I get out me A4 pad

and we'll get started, will we?

-Fuck's sake!
-If you fight this

with that kind of attitude,
he'll win.

I've seen it, Sandra.

I've seen men get barring orders

back against the women
they've hit.

I'm telling you,
we can either calmly put forward

your side of the story,

or you can go into mediation
ranting and raving

and risk losing custody
of the kids altogether.

How many visits did Molly miss?

I don't know.

Seven? Eight?

Oh, Jesus, Sandra.

She literally wouldn't get
out of the car, Jo.

What was I supposed to do?

You can't let Molly
dictate terms.

Is that what you say
to a crying child?

I'm sorry, love, but legally,
he has a right to do this.

I know it's frustrating.

Any more news
on the house front?

No.

AIDO: This needs to go
up against this porch.

-Yeah. Got it?
-DARIUSZ: I got it.

Ah, here's herself. Hello.

I want one of them
Banham locks for the front door.

Do you know, do you know
those ones, they,

like, they flick open
really easy on the inside

but then they're real secure?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I know what they are.

It's just, you're on a budget.

Well, I want one.

Well, you can't afford one.

Jesus.

Aido, you ask me
for a million decisions a day,

and then I finally give you
a freebie, and it's--

and it's fucking "Why, why,
why," or it's, or it's too much.

Fuck's sake!

Will you stop looking at me?!
Stop looking at me!

Just get back on with it,
will you?

The house is never
gonna get done.

ROSA:
Sandra.

SANDRA: Oh, will you stop
bleeding staring at us?

ROSA: Sandra. Sandra.
What is going on?

What the fuck is the point?

(sobs)

Jesus Christ.

ROSA:
What?

I'm sorry. I'm fucking sorry.

(whimpering)

What is the point of a house...

...if I have no kids
to put in it?

Sandra...

we should go.

(exhales deeply)

(sniffs)

-Maybe I should ring the girls,
just... -Oh, the girls are fine.

I spoke to Rosa.
They're happy out. You relax.

I have a present for you.

From Amy.

Hope it's only tobacco.

There's Jo.

Was there a reason
you didn't leave sooner?

I... I did try to.

Uh, I-I wanted to,
loads of times.

I-I made a safety box.

I just didn't have
anywhere to go.

Mr. Mullen, you claim that Molly
hasn't attended access

on eight occasions?

-Yes, Judge. -You've been
keeping up maintenance?

Yes, Judge.

Okay. Ms. Breen.

Thank you, Judge.

Ms. Kelly, last time we spoke,
you described suffering

psychological and physical abuse

throughout your relationship.

-Is that correct?
-Yes.

And when I specifically
asked you whether Mr. Mullen

had ever harmed your children,
you said no.

Is that correct?

Yes.

Do you believe he has
harmed them on access visits?

No.

BREEN: Your Honor, we have
new evidence to bring to court.

Articles 1, A to C, are photos

of Mr. Mullen's eldest child
Emma.

On Sunday, August 7,

Emma was dropped at her father's
place of residence

with a bandage on her left arm,
as you can see.

When questioned about this,
Emma said she hurt it

"making something
in the garden with Mammy."

This did not match

what Mr. Mullen
was told by Ms. Kelly,

who claimed it happened
in the hotel,

where they temporarily reside.

We have evidence that suggests
that Emma was indeed

"making something in the garden"

of a Dr. Margaret O'Toole,

who is, in fact, allowing
Ms. Kelly to build a house

-at her property.
-Judge, I-I--

-Judge, I can, I can explain...
-Please wait, Ms. Kelly.

Ms. Breen, what relevance
does that have to this hearing?

The matter is
for another courtroom.

BREEN: Judge, if this hearing
is about the character

of these parents and which one

is a more suitable guardian
to the children,

it's certainly worth noting

that Ms. Kelly did not inform
Dublin City Council

about this build
or her change of circumstances.

No. Dr. O'Toole got planning.
Uh, it was her property.

BREEN: And Ms. Kelly lied
on an assessment form.

When asked in June of this year
if you'd received a loan

or had other housing options,
you wrote "N/A,"

"not applicable," did you not?

I-I-I didn't lie.

BREEN:
Well, it's on that form, Sandra.

Are you trying to get two houses
instead of one?

No. No.

Judge, is this a fit mother?

No. You're not doing this!

You are not doing--
you are not taking my kids!

JUDGE:
All right, all right.

20 minutes' break while
I go over this new evidence

and your client calms herself.

GRAINNE:
They might take the girls

because she fudged
some bloody form?

JO:
Yes. Yes, they might.

Because when it comes
to legally binding forms,

you have to tell the truth.

Truth in the right tone
of voice, though, isn't it?

Tell the truth?

Don't tempt me.

I'll be here all fucking week.

(breathing heavily)

Come here to me.

Of course you were gonna stay
on the housing list.

Anything could have happened.

-Yeah, but look what I've done.
-Sandra,

you're building a home
for your children.

You're working day and night
to give them

a childhood
that they've been denied,

and then, every weekend,

you have to drop them home
to that fucker.

Do they have any idea
what that takes?

I can't. I can't lose them.

-No.
-I can't lose...

And you won't, you won't.
Come on.

You won't.

I know you didn't stop Molly
going to see her father.

She didn't want to,
and you listened to her.

I'm so impressed by you, Sandra.

You know...

most of us get so sunk
in our own pain,

we don't notice our children's,
but you did.

And that makes you
a good mother,

and they've got to see that.

You know, Jo's right.

You go out there
and you tell them the truth.

All right?

-(sniffles)
-Oh.

One more thing.

Come here.

(Sandra sniffles)

There.

There's Sandra.

(Sandra sniffles)

JUDGE: Mr. Mullen, has Emma
recovered from her injury,

in your opinion?

Yes, Judge, but I don't want me
kids in an unsafe environment.

Unsafe?

-Ms. Kelly.
-Gary, that was a scrape.

How many times has Emma done
that coming off her scooter?

JUDGE:
Okay.

Let's just for a moment
look at the facts here.

The report says Molly has missed
eight access visits.

Mr. Mullen hasn't missed one.

He's paid child maintenance.

He's done everything
that was legally required.

SANDRA:
Because that's what he does.

He does what's required,
but that's not...

Fact, Ms. Kelly.
Whereas you have not.

Why is that?

Ask better questions.

I beg your pardon?

Ask him why he's using
the children as pawns

in front of us all,

while we're all wondering why
I didn't fill in a form right?

(scoffs)

You want to know
why I didn't let Molly go?

Because she was hiding
in the wardrobe...

pissing on herself...

because she was so scared
of seeing you.

She saw, Gary.

She saw you that day.

She watched you punch my face
and pull my hair

and wreck my hand.

And you didn't see her,
but she saw.

And I can't make her unsee that.

But, Christ, I'm her mother
and I'll listen.

I'd do it again.

I would.

I'd do it a million times over.

And making out
that I'm a bad person?

That I'm a bad mother?

When you all know
what he did to me?

You all know
from the Garda reports

and the medical reports,

and yet you still bring me
in here

and you put me through this,

sit me in the same room
with him,

ask me questions like,

"Why didn't you leave him?"

But you never ask,
"Why didn't he stop?"

Ms. Kelly, take a seat.

This type of injury could have
come from a playground,

a tumble in the street.

But it didn't, Ms. Kelly.

It happened in your care.

Albeit while you were in
the process of building a house,

to secure
your children's future.

I understand Molly has witnessed
something she shouldn't,

but I cannot condone
parental alienation.

I order that the children be
assessed in the coming months

to establish their needs,
what they truly want.

But for now...
the terms of access remain.

Mr. Mullen,
you will not get custody today.

(Sandra sighing)

However, Ms. Kelly,

if you want to build yourself
a house,

you must take
full responsibility for that.

You must inform
Dublin City Council

that you wish to be taken off
the housing list.

Your right to rent allowance
will cease

when you and the children move
into this new house.

-Understood?
-Yes, Judge.

Very well.

CLERK:
The court is adjourned.

All rise.

(indistinct chatter)

(chuckles)

I'm keeping me kids.
(laughs)

-Oh, shit, your hip.
-Oh, bugger the hip.

I'm so happy for you.

(both sigh, chuckle)

Oh. Thanks.

(Sandra sighs)

SANDRA:
Guess what, girls.

Aido said we can move in
in three days.

-MOLLY: Wow.
-EMMA: Cool.

-SANDRA: Want to see what's
in your room? -Yeah! -Yeah!

MOLLY:
Oh, my God.

EMMA:
Oh, no. Molly.

Wow.

This is such a cool bedroom.

EMMA:
I know, I love it.

Can you imagine
sleeping here now, Molly?

(girls continue chatting
indistinctly)

(birds chirping)

SANDRA:
Oh, my God.

-Girls!
-EMMA: Wow.

-Wait for me.
-EMMA: Molly, come look.

Did you see the table?

This, Dariusz made this.
It's lovely, isn't it?

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

(all chuckling)

-All we need now is the chairs.
-Mm-hmm.

Or we can be
just sitting like this.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

ALL:
Surprise!

Jesus, my heart.

Congratulations, you ledge!

-TOMO: Whoo!
-You did the kitchen?

Uh, that was mainly me.

Me hole, was it.
Yewande was at it all day.

-SANDRA: Oh, thanks.
-Here.

-From all of us.
-Oh, my God.

Look at the box.

Oh, look.

Me own doorknob.

-Thanks a million!
-(laughter)

-Come here, will you take
a picture? -Ah, yeah, go on.

Yewande and everyone,
will you get up on the stairs?

Oh, yeah. We're allowed
photographs now, are we?

All right, smart-ass.

Come on, it's a group photo.
Get in there, yeah.

-Come here, Emma.
-Yous ready?

-SANDRA: Everybody in?
-OTHERS: Yeah.

All right. What do we say?

Eggs, sausages,
black and white pudding...

(laughter)

("Dreams" by The Cranberries
playing)

♪ Oh, my life ♪

♪ Is changing every day ♪

♪ In every possible way ♪

(indistinct chatter)

♪ Though my dreams... ♪

-SANDRA: We did it.
-(cheering)

And, uh, I just want to jump in
and say, like, thanks to Amy,

'cause nobody trusts me
with anything, Sandra.

Honestly.
She'd be able to tell you that.

And I just want to say thanks,
you gave me hope.

-AIDO: Good man.
-TOMO: That's it. -Thanks, Tomo.

-I'd just like to say...
-SANDRA: Mm-hmm.

I haven't done anything
for a long time

apart from, uh, odd jobs,

but what we achieved here
has made me very, very proud.

And it puts me in mind of
the old Irish term meitheal.

-Huh? Meth-head?
-Meitheal.

Francis, you explain
to the young ones

what meitheal means

while I teach this idiot
some manners.

Meitheal means where
people come together

to help each other.

And by doing that,
they are helped in return.

So, thank you all very much
for your help.

-Cheers.
-Sláinte.

-Sláinte.
-Sláinte.

Sláinte.

♪ I'll puff, I'll huff,
I'll puff, I'll blow you... ♪

(cheering)

-Go on, Francis.
-Go for it.

ALL: ♪ Musha rain dum a doo,
dum a da ♪

♪ Whack for my daddy, oh ♪

♪ Whack for
my daddy, oh ♪

♪ There's whiskey in the jar ♪

♪ Musha rain dum a doo,
dum a da ♪

♪ Whack for my daddy, oh ♪

♪ Whack for
my daddy, oh ♪

♪ There's whiskey in the jar. ♪

(cheers and applause)

-Well done, Dad.
-AIDO: Thanks, son.

-Sandra, give us a song.
-AIDO: Yeah. Go on.

-TOMO: Ah, yeah, go on, Sandra.
-Go on, just one song.

-Go on. -Go on.
-I heard you singing.

When you were tiling,
you were singing away.

-Ah, go on, Sandra.
-AMY: Please.

Right, right, right. Um...

Okay.

♪ Oh, if you'll be the lass ♪

♪ Of Aughrim ♪

♪ As I take it ♪

♪ You mean to be ♪

♪ Tell me the first token ♪

♪ That passed
between you and me ♪

♪ Oh, don't you ♪

♪ Remember that night ♪

♪ On yon green hill ♪

♪ When we first met together? ♪

♪ I'm sorry now to tell ♪

♪ Oh, the rain it falls ♪

♪ On my heavy locks ♪

♪ And the dew ♪

♪ It wets my skin ♪

♪ My babe lies cold ♪

-♪ With... ♪
-(door opens)

Black Widow, Mam.

(Sandra panting)

No!

(fire crackling)

No, no.

Peggy! Peggy!

(yelling indistinctly)

No, no...

No, he can't...

He can't have done this to us!

No!

-No!
-No, no, no, no, no, no...

♪ Oh, if you'll be the lass ♪

-No.
-♪ Of Aughrim... ♪

I'm calling the fire department.

Yeah, call them.

(Sandra sobbing)

Shh. All right,
the firemen are coming.

-Peggy.
-Sandra, come here.

Come on, inside.

-(wood splintering)
-(glass smashing)

♪ That passed ♪

♪ Between you and me ♪

♪ Oh, don't you ♪

♪ Remember that night ♪

♪ On yon green hill ♪

♪ When we were together? ♪

♪ Which I'm sorry now to tell ♪

♪ Oh, the rain falls ♪

-♪ On my heavy locks ♪
-(Sandra sobbing)

♪ And the dew ♪

♪ It soaks my skin ♪

-♪ My babe lies cold ♪
-(sighs)

♪ Within my arms ♪

♪ And none will let me in ♪

(Sandra sobbing)

♪ My babe lies cold ♪

♪ Within my arms ♪

♪ And none will let me in. ♪

He's been arrested, Sandra.

He's in custody.

He'll be going down
for a long time.

You're safe.

What he did to you...

there's no excuse.

When he was a child,

he learned well what could be
done within four walls

with no one watching... but...

I knew.

I just didn't want to believe.

I have to stay with my one.

You don't.

He's destroyed himself, not you.

It's over.

You're free.

(door opens, closes)

PEGGY:
Time to get up, Sandra.

I got you a tea.

Have a sip.

(sighs)

Good woman.

Can you stand?

Here.

Grip.

And up you go.

Deadly.

(pouring liquid)

(birds chirping)

MOLLY:
I was actually thinking,

this time,
maybe I'll go on the...

-EMMA: Hey, Molly.
-MOLLY: Yeah.

EMMA: Do you think
we're going to do it?

MOLLY:
Yeah.

(Sandra exhales sharply)

-EMMA: All right. -MOLLY:
Oh, yeah. That'd be deadly.

EMMA:
Deadly. (chuckles)

Oh, found this...

MOLLY:
I found another.

-(sighs)
-(girls chattering)

MOLLY:
Another. And another.

EMMA:
Another.

SANDRA: What's the craic,
you pair of messers?

-Hi, Mam.
-Oh, hi, Mam.

SANDRA:
Good work, girls.

Here we go.

("Mother" by Lyra playing)

♪ My mother said ♪

-♪ Don't listen to them, child ♪
-MOLLY: Mam,

so, if you happen to find
any screws,

um, you put them in this.

We're saving them up.

For the new house.

♪ Follow your heart
to the stars ♪

-♪ You will find your place... ♪
-(chuckles softly)

-Oh, there's one.
-Oh.

♪ I can hear them
calling your name ♪

♪ Their voices loud ♪

♪ They're shouting,
can you hear them now? ♪

♪ I have the love,
my body's strong enough ♪

♪ To build my own kingdom ♪

♪ I am the one
that you've been dreaming of ♪

♪ Now look what I've become ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ To higher ground ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ Can't pull me down ♪

♪ I have offered up ♪

♪ Everything I could ♪

♪ So I will raise my cup ♪

♪ And I drink it down with you ♪

♪ Follow my heart to the stars,
I will find my place ♪

♪ Out of the dark, I can hear
them calling my name ♪

♪ Their voices loud ♪

♪ They're shouting,
I can hear them now ♪

♪ I have the love,
my body's strong enough ♪

♪ To build my own kingdom ♪

♪ I am the one
that you've been dreaming of ♪

♪ Now look what I've become ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ To higher ground ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ Can't pull me down ♪

♪ In the darkest hour ♪

♪ I can feel the rain ♪

♪ Then I hear the choir ♪

♪ And I illuminate ♪

♪ I have the love,
my body's strong enough ♪

♪ To build my own kingdom ♪

♪ I am the one
that you've been dreaming of ♪

♪ Now look what I've become ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ To higher ground ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ Can't pull me down ♪

♪ My mother said ♪

♪ I love you, my dear child ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ To higher ground ♪

♪ I'm rising up ♪

♪ Can't pull me down ♪

♪ My mother said ♪

♪ I love you, my dear child. ♪

("Take It Back" by Cherym
playing)

♪ My best friends ♪

♪ Used to tell me
I should leave him ♪

♪ And he's nuts ♪

♪ Guess who's
sleeping here tonight ♪

♪ When I said yesterday
I was okay ♪

♪ After he told me
that he missed her ♪

♪ I wanna take it back,
take it back ♪

♪ I wanna take it
back, take it back ♪

♪ I wanna take it back,
take it back ♪

♪ I wanna take it
back, take it back ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Goodbyes and goodbyes ♪

♪ He's so persistent
with his nonsense ♪

♪ And though I smile ♪

♪ It was the ugliest
I've ever been ♪

♪ I always thought ♪

♪ I'd be the one
to change a person ♪

♪ I wanna take it back,
take it back ♪

♪ I wanna take it
back, take it back ♪

♪ I wanna take it back,
take it back ♪

♪ I wanna take it
back, take it back ♪

♪ If I heard it all before ♪

♪ Yeah, you still surprise me ♪

♪ And now hate seems
a little strong ♪

♪ But he left me hanging ♪

♪ And now you act as if
he's done nothing wrong ♪

♪ When it's hardly my fault ♪

♪ Should I scooch
our little messages ♪

♪ Just to show you
what a mess he is? ♪

♪ Are you for real? ♪

♪ You're such a weirdo ♪

♪ Are you for real? ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh. ♪

(music fades)