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All the wagons are unloaded.

Will you be eating?

Later, perhaps.

Rest of the staff?

Let them go.

What is this I hear
about you refusing

to pay your rates?

And advising others not to pay?

I'm not refusing, sir.

I have the money

and I have a man here who would
like to say something to you.

Patrick Kelly, sir.

It is an honor to meet you.

I apologize for the wrong
we did to your men.

Yes?

And?

I suppose we have a difference

in the way we see things, sir.

Many of my countrymen have
a problem with Irishmen

fighting in your wars, sir.

Is there a problem, Séamus?

Only with idiots who interfere

with the running of your estate,
sir.

He pointed a loaded riffle
at an unarmed man

and there were
children nearby, sir.

I disarmed him,
I did not harm him.

When I give you a gun, Séamus,

I expect you to hold onto it.

That will be all.

Navy, I'm told.

HMS Nelson, sir.

Honorable discharge.

A Nelson?

You were trained well it seems.

A lot of your tenants
have been struggling, sir.

Winter's been hard.

I don't know how they'll fare
between now and spring.

There's already been
some cases of starvation.

Starvation?

But you fellas
look all right to me.

We're lucky we have fishing
and--

You're industrious?

Like your father before you.

Tell me...

why don't your fellow
countrymen fish?

Most men do not fish these days.

Potato'll feed the family

much easier than
months on the sea.

Well.

Maybe it's time
they went to sea again.

-In what?
-Seán.

Some of them have started

to sell their nets and gear

to pay the rise.

There's talk of them
selling their boats

for fear of eviction.

Rates have to be paid.

Have a drink with me, Colmán.

No thank you, sir.

What's wrong with you?

No thank you, sir.

It's a round.

Patrick, what say you?

Thank you, sir.

And you'll try one of these.

Thank you, sir.

You won't have met
the boys' father.

There was a man.

Could he drink?

He used to come here...

with little Colmán

and he'd stand in the corner

and he'd sing for me.

What was the tune again?

I--I do not know, sir.

Do you remember?

Nature calls.

Maybe you'll remember
upon my return.

The call of nature, sir.

Sometimes it's best
not to intervene.

Then don't raise the rates.

Not now.

They'll be nothing here
but graves come spring.

Nonsense.

Crops have failed before
and mortality levels

have been perfectly acceptable.

Now...

I feel that these
current hardships

will improve the mental
of the people.

It's a God send.

God has nothing to do with this.

Careful, Colmán.

Don't think you can trade
on my fondness

for your father's memory.

You'll get your rates.

I promise.

I give you my word.

You'll personally guarantee it,
will you?

Well, I'll tell the bank
in London shall I,

that I have word of a peasant
Connemara fisherman.

Sir, with respect,
I don't think you understand.

Respect?

You can respect me by paying me.

Stop.

Stop!

This is not how I wanted
to spend my last night

in this beautiful place.

Seán, a tune, for heaven's sake.

Seán.

Morning.

Sleep well?

Eventually.

He took them.

He sang me a song about them.

Colmán Sharkey,
the man who shot the landlord.

I'm sure you like that.

They will not be singing songs
about Patsy.

Is that a line from it?

He's alive.

Good.

You'll find him.

You do both of them.

Just him.

The other one was already gone.

Would you not put him outside?

Come on.

Don't move!

I'll kill yah!

Don't move!

So you're the dead man.

Bring him in.

You're up!

Is this him?

Yes.

That's Colmán Sharkey.

Come on!

Enough of your shit speak!

-Get them out.
-Out! Out! Now!

Out! Get out.

You're gonna tell me
what you did!

You're gonna tell me
what you've done.

In English!

-Colmán!
-Patsy.

Get him out.

-Patsy! Patsy!
-Kick it in.

Open the door!

He won't open--

Kitty.

Kitty.