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[Mary] I knew the power

of the wild.

He dreamt we could make

the desert bloom again.

[thunder rumbling]

I grew like a weed in the wild fields

of Ireland,

where the last cliffs of Europe fall

into the sea.

Where I grew up we always knew

Man is Nature,

Nature, Man,

one and the same.

Beloved hawthorn

it let me see,

and opened up the world for me.

Imagine if all the wild places

of your childhood memory were gone.

But this is not that story.

This is my story.

[man] Mary!

Mary!

Mary!

I'm watching you, missy.

I don't mind where you go or what you do,

but you're to stay out of the Faery Field.

[Voices of the Earth] Don't be afraid.

[Mary] Imagine if you were a child who never

believed in fairies.

But I have seen the Spirits of the Earth.

[Voices of the Earth] Don't be afraid!

[Mary] Imagine if all that grew

or bloomed or sustained us

turned to desert.

It's alright, Mary, it's just me.

Didn't I tell you not to come here

alone? Didn't I?

Daddy, I saw these sparkly lights.

I know.

I saw the same when I was small.

The Earth is alive,

just like us,

and the stone circle isn't just nature's

making,

it's man's too.

We're all in this together.

Come on.

[Mary] My father told me we were destroying the Earth...

That everything we cherished would disappear.

Even our own Faery Field had lost its magic.

-[man cheering] -Gobshites!

Gobshites!

You gobshites!

I'd love to have my hair dyed like that.

MOTHER: Like what?

No, you wouldn't. Not a good look

[Mary] Since I was a child,

I could design as nature had intended.

All I wanted was to get my ideas out into the world.

But it meant leaving the wild for the city.

I'm not sure about my hair.

Too much color maybe?

I look like Marie-Antoinette on acid.

I'm never going to get this job.

[Eve] What's with the violin music?

I'm terrified, Eve.

Mary, you have to get that job.

She is the celebrity florist.

What if she doesn't like me?

She doesn't have to like you.

She has to employ you.

You'll meet Madonna.

I don't want to meet Madonna!

Look, it's all about connections.

Which is how you get your ideas out there,

which is why you're ringing that bell.

[doorbell ringing]

I hope you're wearing something remotely business attire?

I'm getting a vibe.

Will you stop with the vibe nonsense?

[doorbell rings]

[gasps]

[Christy] Hawthorns in bloom?

Nice.

-You okay? -Yeah!

I'm looking for Shah.

She's, em...

Inside.

Mary Reynolds, landscape--

That was absolutely perfect for the Green Ball, Christy

[Christy] Okay.

Bye.

Quite the specimen, don't you think?

He only dates exceptional women.

If only he had a little bit of...

[sighs]

-Are those your designs? -Yes.

I believe that Man is Nature.

Nature, Man.

One and the same, harmonious--

Okay, that's great.

You show some promise.

Has anyone else seen these?

No.

Hmm.

I, I think you're a wonderful florist.

Darling, I'm not a florist.

I'm actually the big thing in garden design.

It's been so busy lately,

I could actually use some help around here.

I'd love to help you.

Well, you need to lose the color...

Keep it blonde.

Does that mean I've got the job?

We can consider it a trial.

Mary, are they ready?

Thanks.

So, Dr. Finch,

what do you want your garden to say about you?

I want a Seduction Garden.

As a man of such fine taste,

what would you like your garden to

say about you?

Success.

Prestige.

You can't live here.

It's in the middle of nowhere.

I'm not comfortable in the city.

You could die here and no one would

know for weeks.

Look at that magical hawthorn.

[Eve] Do you know what hawthorn symbolizes?

Hope.

Madden,

as an international rock star,

what do you want your garden to say

about you?

I want a garden to say massively,

"Save Our Planet."

I can make saving cool.

Go on, have some! It's on me.

Mmm.

How about when we get back to the office,

you come up with some designs for Madden's garden.

Madden needs a garden that impacts.

How about we go out to lunch with Madden one day?

-Are you serious? -Yeah.

Wait! Look, there she is!

It's great, isn't it?

Mary...

Nobody gave me the catering business.

Be careful you're not ripped off.

Yeah, but with celebrities and people with power,

you need to go slow.

I can't be too pushy.

Mary, would you be a dear and unpack my bags?

How was your trip?

Ah!

Amazing.

I am entering the Olympics of gardening.

I met this English lord who loves gardens,

and he has agreed to sponsor my garden

at the Chelsea Flower Show.

Wow! The Chelsea Flower Show.

Have you lost weight?

Or are you just dressing better?

Well, you should, Mary

I mean, for a woman, it's all trade.

Youth and beauty for wealth and power.

It's historical as well as biological.

I mean,

what do you want from life, Mary?

Well I could never live without clover,

ferns,

willow and grass.

Shah was taking me to check out the

competition

at the Chelsea Flower Show

because we planned to enter our own

garden next year.

It would be a chance to promote my dream

for the wild

at the most prestigious landscape competition

in the world.

[Shah] I'm on my way, honey!

I'm almost into the VIP garden.

-Sorry, ma'am. -Finally!

Darling, you brought the sunshine!

A load of nonsense.

Pretentious people supporting pretentious

monoculture design.

They don't give a damn about real nature,

nor understand how we're abusing it.

Heh!

What's your name again?

Mary, Mary Reynolds.

The blooming hawthorn girl?

[chuckles] Not exactly!

Why are you here?

I'm a botanist.

Oh, I thought you were, like, a rock violinist

or something.

It just feeds my plant habit.

You're into wildflowers, too?

-That too. -That's so lucky.

How so?

No, I just mean I know all about wildflowers.

Everything.

You know, I actually design...

Wildflower designs.

Well, I'm not really interested in design,

quite honestly.

I'm only interested in what wild flowers

can do all by themselves.

Right... No, but it goes hand in hand

like a marriage.

Yeah...

Okay...

Um...

A marriage, you know, as in, like,

a biodiversity planting companion... Thing.

Um...

I have to go talk on wildflowers to people

who want chrysanthemums

in their herbaceous borders.

Good luck with your designs.

[exhales] [Door bell rings]

Whoo!

[pop music playing]

So good to see you.

[woman] What brilliant ideas you have.

Her new design for my garden of

paradise is...

Unbelievable.

[woman] Oh, yeah? And this one?

This is my newest. The Irish Sky.

Just a little window.

This is my Celtic Sanctuary.

Man versus Nature.

Nature versus Man.

Interdependent,

harmonious.

Genius!

Oh, stop it!

[chuckles]

We gotta show this to my agent.

Hmm.

[gasps]

Ooh, um... Sorry.

-Ah, way out? -Right.

Left. I don't know. Right.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Okay.

[Shah on answering machine] Hey, Mary, something

has come up, big.

I'm not coming back to Dublin so no more

job I'm afraid.

But, you know, we did say it was just a trial.

All right, well don't forget to lock up before you go

and put the keys through the letterbox.

-Bye. -[machine beeps]

I've no job.

She stole my Green Book.

Everything that mattered is gone.

Mary...

Your ideas are in your head and in your heart.

You don't need your Green Book anymore.

Because every design you do is better

than the last.

Why would she dump me like that?

There are a million Charlottes out there

ready to rip you off.

And they'll sleep well doing it.

But there's only one Mary Reynolds.

No one can do what you can.

Never forget that.

[thunder rumbling]

[Voices of the Earth whispering]

[whispering] Chelsea Flower Show.

[Mary] Believe it has happened and it has happened.

Thank you,

for my gold medal

in garden design

at...

Chelsea...

Flower...

Show.

[phone dialing]

[Telephone ringing]

[Mary] Nigel Hogg, please.

Who's inquiring?

Mary Reynolds from Ireland.

I'd like to apply for the garden competition.

One moment please.

[telephone ringing]

[opera music playing]

Nigel Hogg, Chelsea.

Hi, I'd like to apply for the garden competition.

Are you a registered garden center?

Well, I'm a designer. I've already designed

lots of wild gardens.

You sound extremely young. Chelsea is for seasoned

professionals.

Good day to you.

[hangs up]

Um...

Marigold, these people are becoming very vexatious.

Stop putting callers through to me.

"Thank you for my gold medal for garden design

at the Chelsea Flower Show."

[Mary] Mr. Hogg, please.

He's not available right now I'm afraid.

Look, it's just I never got the application.

Sorry, mold allergies.

Really? I've got the perfect herbs for that.

They're from the Wicklow Mountains.

[knock at the door]

-Oh, please no. -Sorry?

I know you're in there, Mary Reynolds!

Pay up! I'm a businessman with expenses!

Me cows udders are at them!

I need a new squelcher!

Their tits are blowing up like balloons!

I'll bring the bailiff with me, do ya hear me?

Hi, Sean.

Can I have a lemonade and some change

for your payphone?

Local or international?

International...

Hello?

Marigold, how are you?

Oh, Mary!

Those herbs you sent

are giving me a new lease of life.

How can I thank you?

Easy.

Would you send me an application for

the garden competition?

You need your application filed by Monday.

Monday?

But the show is months away.

[Marigold] The application is very detailed too.

Form, concept,

sponsorship for £250,000.

Um... uh.

Great... No... Yeah, That should be fine.

This was supposed to be our romantic weekend

in the country.

-This is the country. -And it is romantic.

[Marigold] I'm going to fax you through the application now.

Fill it out. Courier it back to me

as soon as you can.

Hogg won't even notice.

Thanks so much, Marigold. I won't forget this.

[Eve] Jeez, Mary.

It says here you need a sponsor donating

£250,000.

I will find a sponsor.

In two days?

Use my family's business in Beirut.

Chelsea won't get through to any of the numbers anyway.

I can't!

[Eve] Listen, Mary, find something nice

to wear.

You're on the two o'clock flight to London.

You'll get to Chelsea by five at the latest.

Marigold? Mary.

Mary Reynolds.

Oh, ah!

I brought you some more herbs.

Wonderful.

All the way from the green hills

-of Ireland. -Oh!

What a treat.

-Mmm... -[door opening]

I do hope that's not marijuana.

Herbal tea.

Sent from my sister-in-law from Cumbria.

For my birthday.

Please do not remind me.

[exhales]

Thanks so much.

Well, let's keep our fingers crossed for you.

You're a breath of fresh air around here.

"Celtic Sanctuary...

Reminds us of the importance

of wild places."

[Mary] The stone Moon Gate is a crossover

between the spiritual

and the natural world.

The ancient bog oak path leads us,

as in pre-Roman days,

to a forgotten time.

The Celts believed the sun sank into

the waters,

absorbing its healing power.

Granite Celtic thrones impart their primal strength

to whomever sits upon them.

No one can enter the inner circle of

the Rath,

the mound carpeted in wildflowers,

without leaving behind the ordinary.

For meditation and reflection,

we enter a magical place where we can connect

with wild nature.

[Marigold] You have been selected to compete

in the Chelsea Flower Show.

The build commences in 80 days.

Thereafter, you have three weeks in which

to complete your garden.

Congratulations!

[laughs nervously]

Whoo! [laughs]

Whoo!

Oh, Mary.

Two thousand applicants for just eight spots

and you made the cut!

It's the greatest design show in the world.

-Cheers! -Oh!

Cheers!

Ah! Mary...

Do you have any idea how difficult it is

to get this much funding to build a garden?

One word now, money.

You need lots of it.

Your clients, they're the place to start, Mary.

You wanna have a go?

I can't!

-[car honking] -[men laughing]

-Hi, Madden. -Beware the dogs!

Madden!

[dogs barking]

So, as you can see, the curves are very

important to the flow.

But I like it straight.

Do you like it straight?

Yeah...

Yeah?

But, I think curves will...

Attract more birds.

Do you like birds?

Yes...

Have a lovely evening.

Okay...

Your fees, Mary! It's not like you're

famous like Shah.

Couldn't you just sprinkle tulips around?

[Finch] How much would that cost?

I'm having a Botox party. I could trade you for Botox...

I've no sponsors.

Not a penny.

Other competitors spend millions.

You have to have wild flowers.

What about nurseries?

Five hundred wild species?

Nurseries don't do wild.

And the hawthorns have to be at least

200 years-old.

I also need money for trucks

and ferries to take everything from Ireland

to England...

And stonemasons that can build

the ancient farmer style.

Who is going to donate to the likes of me?

You need one starter piece.

Wait...

I did see stonemasons!

[both] In the N'Shuma...

[both laughing]

Your wall is beautiful, misters.

Where did you learn to do the ancient

farmer style?

We are ancient farmers.

Look, here's the deal,

a great thing has happened

and I need you two to build this wall

in London.

You see, my design has been accepted

to the Chelsea Flower Show.

[both laughing]

I also need wild flowers, mature hawthorns

-We can do all that! -Fantastic.

Except, we don't go nowhere

unless the man thinks it's a good idea.

He's the man, and we're the clan.

He's got N'Shuma.

What?

[Peter] According to the wise

Rabbi Maimonides.

Eight centuries ago in Egypt,

N'Shuma

is the highest level of the soul.

Few have it

and nobody owns theirs.

[Peter] It's a kind of a membership association

where people's deeds and motivations

entitle them to belong.

So, where do I sign up?

[laughing]

[Will] That's not how it works.

Okay. Uh...

Where do I find the man then?

You find the man,

and the rest of his Green Angels,

in Future Forests,

wild west Cork, four hours drive.

But don't get your hopes up, girlie.

The only thing he really loves is wild flower

deep rooters.

I feel exactly the same way myself.

♪ Come away, come away ♪

♪ Where the twisted Willows grow ♪

♪ Where the arms That surround you ♪

♪ will be a harbor For your soul ♪

♪ Yes, I know ♪

♪ Yes, I know ♪

♪ You've been torn And you've been scared ♪

♪ And for the road That stretched before you ♪

♪ You felt completely Unprepared ♪

♪ Oh, come a little closer Come ♪

♪ Right this way ♪

♪ Oh, come A little deeper now ♪

♪ Come to stay ♪

Mother of God...

Mary? Mary?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

What are you doing here then?

Um...

Well, the thing is... That I really

need your help

and the Future Forest is the only place

in the whole world

that has all the wild species that I need.

You're the only person that knows how to

transport old hawthorns.

We both know how incredibly hard that is

That's quite a speech.

Did you come all this way just to say that?

I've been accepted to compete at the Chelsea Flower Show.

I need your help.

Well, we don't really do...

Shows, or awards or kudos.

Well, I don't.

If you need the Green Angels help...

You'll have to ask them yourself.

I'm late for a purification meeting.

And as you're clearly not dead, then I shall...

Go there...

[Mike] Now, what's first on the agenda?

My friends can't shit in the bog anymore, dad,

it's too weird.

And carelessly polluting the Earth isn't?

Toilet or no toilet?

The I-Ching coins are the authority

of Gaiatic determinism.

Let them decide.

Mountain over Wind.

Everyone show, 8 a.m., Upper Pasture.

Next?

Well, we have someone new here today

She wants to talk to us about the Chelsea

Flower Show.

Oops! Sorry. Um...

Hello!

I'm Mary.

I know that none of you know me

but I've come to ask for your help with

my garden design.

You see, gardens these days have

nothing to do

with the feeling that wild places give us.

People travel all over the world

to see places of beauty,

yet their own gardens are quite the opposite.

They're manicured lawns full of pesticides

and weed killers.

They should be covered with moss and clover

that bees love

and only need to be cut once a year.

Our gardens often ignore the true

spirit of nature.

City parks are like cosmetics.

Beautiful in the way that a made-up

face is beautiful

but they're not real.

They're not glowing with life force

and atmosphere

like the magical places of the wild

that fewer and fewer people remember from their childhood.

How can we help you, Mary?

My Celtic Sanctuary is designed to remind people

how important it is to preserve the wild.

What I need...

What I really, really need is a contractor

who understands this

and who can help me make wild nature

gardens fashionable.

So that we can have the atmosphere of wild

nature in a city park,

or a roof terrace or our own backyard.

We can do all this through my garden at

the Chelsea Flower Show.

Let's throw a lifeline to the wilderness.

[people cheering]

Well, I for one support Mary's anti-gardening

establishment designs.

Who knows?

Mary might be lighting the little candle

that shows us all the way forward.

It's not leading us anywhere.

This, uh...

Wild nature garden

is going to be no more than

a nine day wonder.

We need to raise awareness so that people

can change, Christy.

Mary, what we need to do--

What we absolutely have to be doing

is focusing on our water outreach

programs in Africa.

Let the I-Ching decide.

Well...

The coins say yes.

My concern would be that our resources

are better used aiding

irrigation and reforestation of the desert.

Have you ever slept in a tree house before?

No.

-Um... -Give me your hand.

Step up.

-Okay? -Yeah!

Do you know how lucky you are to live here?

Look, Mary, about before...

Garden contests are just not what

we're about.

-But rock star gardens are? -[scoffs]

I put up with all that celebrity nonsense

because I have to.

Rock stars pay, you see.

Handsomely.

So, it's about the money for you?

It's about priorities, availability.

Stonemasons are booked up until September.

But it's the intention behind the design

that matters.

Is your intention to become famous?

Why would you think that?

Let's just say I'm tuned into human nature

as well as wild nature.

[Christy] I'll show you the real wild world tomorrow.

Now, there's nothing like composting

in your own backyard.

I declare the Future Forests Memorial Toilet

open for business.

-[toilet flushes] -[crowd clapping]

[photographer] Say cheese!

Christy, try and look human.

Especially for you, m'lady.

Come on.

[Mary] How did you get all these wild plants

and flowers?

We follow road crews building

highways,

salvage the old walls,

transplant the wild flowers.

We can even keep 200-year-old

hawthorns alive.

Whoo!

It's beautiful!

Whoo!

[Mary] What if everyone could feel the wild?

That's what my garden is all about.

[Christy] I guess my problem there is

that the only function of the Chelsea Flower Show

is to impress rich people and make celebrities

out of garden designers.

You complete and absolute ignorant gobshite!

You don't know the first thing about what good design can do.

You've no idea!

You swim in waterfalls all the time.

Most people never get the chance to do that,

not even once.

Mary, you're clearly really passionate

about this,

but the reality of the situation is...

You cannot create a wild nature garden

in Chelsea in three weeks.

I can if you help me.

This is an opportunity to change how people think,

not just with my garden but with your oasis

projects too.

Now, I can't help you with the building,

that's Christy's domain.

But I can give you hawthorns,

wild flowers,

bluebells, ferns,

even stone walls.

Equipment, transport and board and lodging

is another matter.

It's impossible to estimate at this time.

It's going to be a substantial amount.

[Christy] Sorry.

I came to say goodbye.

Where are you going?

I need to go to Lalibela, in Ethiopia.

Ethiopia?

-I need to go and see Kaori. -Who?

She's a Japanese writer.

She's sponsoring my forest park there.

Christy, you know that I can't do

Chelsea without you.

Well, um...

Come to Ethiopia then.

We could do with a designer.

Fine. You know what, go build your Garden

of Eden in the desert!

Why don't you start in Egypt and end up

in Timbuktu,

all by yourself.

Good luck.

Make him come back to me.

Make him come back and help me.

And Britain's Prince Charles is competing against you

at the Chelsea Flower Show with his Physic Garden.

So, Mary, tell us about yours.

I actually design atmospheres, not gardens as such.

I want to show that we can preserve

wild places

where nature is alive and unrestrained in our

very own backyards.

So, you're still looking for sponsorship?

Yeah, I am, and I'm not too proud to say

that I'm desperate.

-How much do you need? -£250,000.

You have uniquely been admitted to compete

with this extraordinary wild garden

designed to raise awareness for natural habitats

and you can't raise the funds in Ireland?

Well, there has to be somebody out there

who sees the importance

of your garden going to Chelsea

because really,

anything less, is a disgrace to the nation.

-Was that live? -Yeah. Totally live.

-Here. Have a glass of wine. -No, Thanks.

So...

You've got the hawthorns and wild flowers

from Future Forests.

That's a good sign. You're on a roll now.

But everything and everyone I need won't work

without Christy's say so.

I have to convince him.

I have to go to Ethiopia.

-Ethiopia? -Yeah!

Mary, you can't just go to Ethiopia.

It's not like it's a day trip to Dingle.

-I have to. -You can't just go to Ethiopia,

after some guy who doesn't get what you're about.

How do you know that he doesn't get

what I'm about?

Well, does he?

-Not yet-- -Mary, forget about him.

At this rate, the Royal Horticultural Society

will have a big hole in Chelsea where

your garden should be.

You'll embarrass the whole Irish nation.

He feels the wild like I do, Eve.

The wild will still be there whether God-damned

Christy feels it or not.

Mary...

You're in love with him.

[scoffing] Don't be absolutely ridiculous.

If he knows how I see then he'll get what I'm about.

It could happen. It happened to us.

Incredible unlikely things do happen.

Stay out of this, Imad.

Look...

You can't just go to Ethiopia.

You have to get shots.

I already got shots.

You got shots because you knew

I'd lend you the money.

You need anti-delusional shots.

It's not a good idea a woman traveling alone.

You're right. You haven't been outside of Ireland.

Yeah, I've been to Chelsea.

Does Christy even know you're coming?

Oh...

Miss, may I carry your bag?

-Christy Collard? -I Christy!

I Christy!

Oh, thank you.

Christy house!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Christy Collard, I presume.

Mary.

I can't believe you are here.

Welcome to fabled Ethiopia.

Come on. I'll show you around.

You have to see what Kaori is sponsoring here,

so that you will understand.

We rerouted water from the river so that

it'd reach these seedlings.

The seedlings will then be planted on the mountainside

so that the soil will hold.

The seedlings turn into trees.

That is how we stop desertification.

[Christy] It's small beginnings,

but we can stretch this

across the whole of Africa, as it once was.

This land was reclaimed by planting.

Animals graze here intermittently.

They fertilize the soil and give it life again.

All this land used to be green,

right across the mountains.

The only way to make the deserts bloom again

is to mimic nature.

This tree park is living proof.

It's proof that we can reverse climate change.

I mean, it's a miracle, Christy.

The trees provide fuel, fodder, medicine, habitat.

They stop the hard rain from washing away

the soil, but...

We need millions and millions of trees.

[Christy] We built the first park near

this water source.

Desta walks two hours to get her water each day.

So, where do I sleep?

There.

Where do you sleep?

So, now you understand,

why this work is more important.

They are both important, Christy.

They feed each other.

Without Chelsea, no one knows or cares.

I don't know why you can't see that.

[sighs]

[Christy] Thank you.

Here, you will need this.

Mary.

[Christy] These churches, they are all carved

from one piece of rock.

A local legend has it

that the churches were built in the day by the builders

and finished at night by the angels.

[gong sounding]

You need atmosphere in the tree park, Christy.

Atmosphere?

You need more than just a planting scheme

and a water source.

These people are fighting for their lives, Mary.

The tree park is a source of life,

but if you want people to care for it,

you need to make it a place to celebrate,

a place of community.

Hmm.

Uh...

You're a good man. Christy, good man.

(speaking foreign language)

[laughs softly]

-Good. Good. -What did he say?

He said he likes your concepts.

Now what did he say?

He said you should be proud of them.

-[Mary sighing] -[Mayor] Good, good.

[chuckles] Christy!

Thank you.

[Mayor laughing]

Hey.

Why did you come here, Mary?

You know why I'm here.

Chelsea?

I think there is another reason.

What?

Oh, no woman can resist you.

I'm not one of your girls, Christy.

Why did you use my design?

Because when you said people would value it,

-I believed you. -Do you value it?

Of course.

You don't!

You would help me with Chelsea if you did.

Chelsea is just not my world, Mary.

I'm sorry.

♪ Nothing grows In a straight line ♪

♪ There's no river flowing In a straight line ♪

♪ Wind doesn't blow In a straight line ♪

♪ There's plenty of time ♪ ♪ For changing your mind ♪

♪ There's nothing written In stone, you know ♪

♪ No where to be Nothing to know ♪

♪ You could turn back now That would be all right ♪

♪ Never seen such a day For rain and tears ♪

♪ Day for lighting fires ♪

♪ Day for letting The world go by ♪

♪ It's a day for showing off Your famous laugh ♪

♪ The way that you did When they took

That photograph ♪

♪ Do you remember that? ♪

♪ It seems like a long ♪

♪ Time ago ♪

[groans]

Mary. Are you okay?

[groaning]

It's all right, be careful.

Hold still. Hold still. Hold still.

Why are you being so nice to me?

Because I am.

[people chanting prayers]

[sighs]

[folk music playing]

♪ Where Lagan stream ♪

♪ Sings lullaby ♪

♪ There blows a lily fair ♪

♪ The twilight gleam ♪

♪ Is in her eye ♪

♪ The night is on her hair ♪

♪ And like a love-sick Lennan-shee ♪

♪ She hath my heart in thrall ♪

♪ Nor life I owe ♪ ♪ Nor liberty ♪

♪ For love is lord of all ♪

I want to show you Africa as it can be.

Africa as it was.

-Are you alright? -Hmm.

-Yes? -[sighs] Yeah.

The cradle of mankind.

I wanted to show you this.

We can turn desertification around

for a lot less than the cost of an average war.

I believe you can do anything, Christy.

[Voices of the Earth whispering]

The trees...

[Mary] The trees are coming back!

Whoo!

[breathing heavily]

[laughing] I have to get back.

I have to do Chelsea.

I came here and I proved myself to you.

Now it's your turn.

[phone ringing]

-Eve? -Hey, you're back.

Oh, Mary, I missed you.

I missed you.

What happened with Christy?

Well, I've come back to build the sanctuary,

and I still have no money.

Did you and Christy...

-Not exactly -Not exactly?

Something happened in Ethiopia, Eve.

I'm not afraid anymore.

Not of Christy.

Not of anything.

I just need that--

Mary?

Sponsorship...

[Eve] Mary, are you there?

[sponsor] We were very impressed with

your recent radio pitch

on the Barbara Murphy Show.

We'd like to make this donation

on the basis of dismantling the Celtic Sanctuary

after Chelsea,

and rebuilding it at the Dublin Hospice,

to benefit people with life threatening illnesses.

Good luck.

The gods of the hawthorn must be with you.

We have hawthorns,

wildflowers...

Well, the sheepsfield we can't transport,

but you still need a builder.

[Christy] That would be me!

[exclaims]

Come on. I've got something

to show you.

So, I thought that we could transport the sheepsfield

to Chelsea on baking trays.

How did you know I'd get the money?

I believe you can do anything.

We have a problem though.

We've 500 wild species that we need to bloom

at Chelsea in three weeks

I don't think you understand the magnitude of it.

Believe it has happened and it has happened.

Keep the faith!

[Mary] We were bringing sheepsfield from West Cork

to Chelsea,

500 wild species on baker trays.

We had eight 200-year-old hawthorns that needed

to bloom on cue.

Forty tons of salvaged stone wall.

We were attempting to build the Celtic

Sanctuary in 21 days. We were attempting

to rebuild the wild in a way never done before.

We were attempting the impossible.

We were absolutely mad.

Where the hell are we, man?

This is my Aunt Gilda's retirement home.

It was the only affordable place in Chelsea.

Hey guys. I'm Eve.

Good to see you.

[Peter] Are we sharing beds?

I thought I would stay in here.

Avoid the bedlam of the living room.

Sure,

but you're on the sofa.

I need you to focus on the sanctuary.

Nothing else.

[Christy] Right, okay everyone...

I have no idea how this rabble got in here.

Pony's tail!

It's an embarrassment.

They are not even wearing matching t-shirts.

But, it's just the beginning.

Disgusting.

[Nigel] There's nothing we can do?

Make it sturdy!

Your Royal Highness.

It's Prince Charles' garden.

Have you, uh, reinforced that with steel?

It's a perfect arch,

built to stand 2000 years,

like the Ancient Romans.

The Ancient Romans didn't have today's

liability litigation.

Safety procedures must and will be followed.

Yeah, we filed an engineering report.

-Reinforcements weren't necessary.

-Right.

So you know exactly what weight that

archway can bear, yes?

Not exactly, no.

In that case, my friend,

dismantle it now, or be disqualified.

[mouthing] Sorry...

[chuckles]

No chance.

Is there any way we can get the wall

down by tonight

and get the steel in for tomorrow?

-No! -We have to do what he wants.

Why don't we just smash his head in with a rock

or something?

[giggles]

Mary, what is she doing here?

To hell with her.

She can't do anything to me now.

[all cheering]

Mother of God! No!

They are dead. They are all dead.

No, they're not dead.

Please, don't die.

Please.

I'll get a hose.

That's good. Put them there.

Christy!

Oh, my God, what perfect timing.

-Charlotte. -Oh!

This is my design.

It's a bed of roses.

You lie in the center, and you look up

onto the wonderful circular sky.

I could use your help with the planting

scheme though.

Yeah, um, I'm really busy.

Sorry, Charlotte.

Oh, come on. What are you actually

doing here anyway?

Are you giving another one of your little

wildflower talks?

[chuckles] Something like that.

Look, darling,

I just need a few wildflowers for the banks.

And I don't think that my fiance would

have a problem

building ten or more oases

if you did me that one teensy-weensy favor.

Hmm? Sounds fair?

Think about it.

Where does this tree go?

Mary, I've ordered a batch of bluebells for the bank

around the pond.

-It's what it needs. -I don't want

any big color here.

I just want the wildflowers from the sheepsfield.

While you're deciding, can someone start

unbinding the roots?

-Over there. Leaning outward. -Inward!

Mary, Chelsea is all about outward show.

We agreed to help you, but you must obey

the basic gardening rules!

Hey! Dad,

just leave her alone to do what she does best,

okay?

[scoffs]

This is a disaster!

It will never work.

Land the tree and lean it in.

[Mary] My poor hawthorns, they are on their last legs.

Guys, they are alive. Come on!

Christy, do you think the hawthorns will make it?

I don't know, Mary.

Imagine if they bloomed just in time for the judging.

Well, you will have to pray to the hawthorn gods.

That's all we can do.

Hello, who is in charge?

That would be me, Mary Reynolds.

Can't tell you how impressed I am.

Thank you so much, Prince.

There is a real sense of harmony with nature here.

Surpasses my wildest dreams.

It was designed as a place to dream.

Thank you.

Exactly what I wanted,

but I really don't remember that wonderful gate

in my design.

Your garden is next door.

[scoffs] Oh, I'm most frightfully sorry.

No, I'm honored that you'd mistake

your garden for mine.

Well, may the best garden win.

-Your Royal Highness. -Hogg.

Shah tells me that you build oases

in regions suffering from drought, Mr. Collard.

Yes, I've built, um, one,

but as you can imagine, we need thousands.

Well, you've certainly impressed my

green-fingered fiance.

And oases-building is just the kind of charitable work

my foundation supports.

So, what can you do

for her Garden of Roses?

My Bed of Roses!

Well, I would have to see the designs.

I have them.

Just a second.

So, the structure that I have designed is absolutely perfect.

I just can't quite decide how to plant for it.

Roses for the bed,

wild, of course...

But I think it's quite a bit cliche to put

them on the banks.

What do you think?

We must have your assistance.

I think your designs are...

Perfect.

And remember to put two capfuls of chlorine

duct in there

to avoid bacterial problems

Will do. Thanks, Stan.

Please bloom.

Show the world how beautiful you are.

Please.

[people chattering]

[ringing the glass]

[clears throat]

Um...

To all of you who made this garden come to life.

Young, old, Irish, British,

Jewish, Arab and American.

Thank you.

To the weeds,

to the wilderness.

ALL: To the weed, to the wilderness.

Yay!

Heat!

I told you they wouldn't let me down.

[laughing]

[man] It's all just weeds.

What's all the fuss about?

[man 2] It's magnificent!

[woman] I remember places like this

from when I was a child.

Take a bow, Mary Reynolds.

Ah!

Can you sign, please? For my daughter,

a horticultural student.

You see,

I know you are going to change the world,

just a little bit.

Thank you.

Well done, Mary.

[Christy] Mary.

Thank you forever, Christy Collard.

[water bubbling]

It's the mister, turn it off.

I'll be disqualified for sure now.

What's going on?

How much disinfectant is in there?

Like you said, two bottles.

Two caps. Two little capfuls.

The judges will be here at dawn.

We wouldn't have won anyway...

You got me back from Ethiopia.

You can get us out of this.

With a pump we refill the pool before the judging,

polish the worst of the bubble marks off

the competitors leaves.

Come on.

You are now, officially,

a runner in the competition.

Oh!

Stop.

The Green Angels are waiting for you.

I can look after the garden.

You do know that I love you, Mary Reynolds.

More than anything.

-Mary Reynolds? -Yes.

I'm afraid competitors must be absent during judging.

Yes, sorry, of course.

"People travel all over the world

to visit untouched places of natural beauty...

Yet modern gardens pay little heed to the simplicity

and beauty

of these environments.

Those special places we must protect

and preserve

each in its own way,

before they are lost forever."

[reporter] The judging is nearly complete.

Who will win this year's Chelsea Flower Show

gold medals?

I'm Dainah Murphy from CCN in London's Chelsea.

Mary, Mary, Mary!

-Mary, we are late. -What time is it?

[sighing] Telling you won't help.

A gold medal goes to Mary Reynolds.

[all cheering]

There she is!

[all clapping]

N'Shuma!

-Congratulations, Mary. -Thank you.

Well done, Mary. This way.

You will be fine.

[bird screeching]

Whoo!

Thank you for my gold medal

for Garden Design

at the Chelsea Flower Show.

[applause]

[crowd cheering]

A fairytale dress.

I started making this dress the day

I applied to Chelsea.

Excited?

-No... -No?

-[both laughing] -Liar.

Tickets?

[Christy] We didn't get any tickets.

This is Mary Reynolds, the gold medal winner.

If you're not on the list, you're not on the list.

That's ridiculous. -Just let us-- No. No.

-It's fine. Just go, Christy.

You will always be my Faery Queen.

In the beginning, they may say your

ideas are crazy,

you may even be reviled.

But one day...

One day they will come to you.

[chiming]

Go...

[Mary] Given the chance,

nature will always come back to us.

We can protect what is left

and recreate what is lost.

Imagine if you could change the world,

just a little bit...