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A prima ballerina
is a ballet dancer.

The chief ballet dancer.

The most important dancer
of all

who dances all by herself.

The marvelous, mechanical
prima ballerina.

Charming,
quite charming.

What a delightful
young lady.

Good morning.
Good morning. Morning.

Anybody for Mass this morning?
No?

At the corner, keep going.

Mass?

No?

You should go to Mass,
all of you.

Michael, do you want to go
to Mass, darling?

Do you want to go
to the toilet?

Here, try this.

First line?
Second... First line.

"A, B, C..." "C."

First line, second line?
"C-A."

First line,
second line, third line?

First line?
First line, "B." Cab.

So the mice pulled the shoe
to under the window

and left it there.

Look at these,
aren't they beautiful?

"Cable"

Oh, Jesus! Annie! Annie!

Bagpuss gave a big yawn...

Are you all right?

Yes.

You gave me
a terrible fright.

Hello, Rory.
My name is Eileen Sheehy.

I hope you're quite at home
with us here in Carrigmore.

Do I get my own
front door key?

Oh, we don't give out
front door keys here.

It's not home then,
is it?

Now, everybody.
Turn that off.

We have Rory O'Shea
who's come to live with
us for a little while.

Just introduce yourself,
Rory.

Rory O'Shea.

Duchenne's
muscular dystrophy.

Besides a full vocal range,

I have the use of
two fingers of my right hand,

sufficient for
self-propulsion
and self-abuse.

You can shake my hand
or kiss my ass,

but don't expect me
to me to reciprocate.

We don't tolerate
coarse language here, Rory.

So, is it always
this much fun here,

or is today
somebody's birthday?

Was the penthouse
not available?

This is the only room
that's vacant

and people are queuing up
to get in.

And dying to get out.

I suppose it's only
a temporary arrangement.

Would you like to go
to bed now, Michael?

Well.
Not at all.

I don't believe you.

You know what?
Not a whisper.

*[Frontier Psychiatrist
by The Avalanches playing]

* Is Dexter ill?
Is Dexter ill?
Is Dexter ill? *

* Mr. Kirk,
Dexter's in school *

* I'm afraid he's not,
Miss Fishborne *

* Dexter's truancy problem
is way out of hand *

* The Baltimore
County School Board
have decided *

* to expel Dexter
from the entire
public school system *

* Oh, Mr. Kirk

* I'm as upset as you
to learn of Dexter's truancy *

* But surely, expulsion
is not the answer! *

Calm down, Daniel.

All right, Tommy.

*[loud music
continues playing]

What are you doing?

You can't play loud music
in the middle of the night.

Have you no respect
for the people in this house?

They haven't earned
my respect.

Hey, that's my music.

That's my fucking music.

Put it back.
I need to listen to that!

If you continue
with this behavior,

I'll have to take steps.

I'm getting
my own home soon, anyway.

Put it back!

Until you do,
you're here, okay?

And there are rules
here now.

Aggression, shouting,

playing your stereo,

singing in the middle
of the night: no, no.

Have you no consideration
for the other people here?

Eileen,
if they can hear me,

at least they know
they're fucking alive.

If you're--
if you're alive, shout!

Shout if you're alive.

Come on, free
the Carrigmore fucking One!

Come on, shout!
Somebody, shout!

She's stolen my stereo,
it's robbery!

Are you going to
paint something, Rory?

Give us some.

Finished.

What are you looking at,
Mary?

Look, my Swahili's
a bit off the boil.

Do you speak
any English?

Use your card,
for Christ's sake!

I'll take that, Tommy.

He's got the shelf
with the alphabet
printed on it.

He can spell out words.

Does it take long?

Half the fucking day.

Language, Tommy.

Are you worth it?
Are you worth the effort?

Is there a mind in there?

Cerebral palsy.
Fucks your brain.

Don't expect Einstein.

And you'd be Stephen Hawking,
would you?

There's nothing wrong
with my brain.

It's the rest of me
that's bollocksed.

Ran my bike into a tree.

Was that your most
intelligent act to date?

Fuck off,
the pair of you.

That's it. Careful.

Well done.

Okay,
you all right there?

Yeah.

I'm going to take
a few measurements

for the sleep system
we were talking about, okay?

I'm going to try to get you
as straight as possible.

Just relax there.

Just try to relax there.
Okay, Michael?

Left side, 40.

44.

44.
Yeah.

Right side, 39.

And 49.
You all right, Michael?

How are yous?

Are you looking
for something, Rory?

No.

Are you
enjoying that, Michael?

You're all right, Michael.

Do you want me
to get your card?

No.

I'll get your card,
Michael.

No, it's all right.

He just wants me
to go away.

He says I'm driving him
up the wall.

Love to see you
try that one, Mary.

Did you understand
what he said?

Yeah.

Okay, smart boy.
Guess who this is?

"Strict rules of golf,
Goldfinger."

Emperor Hirohito of Japan.

Emperor...
That's Roger Moore, you dope.

Here look,
I've a good one for you.

Uh, don't know, Tommy.

Who are you being now?

Michael Connolly.

How are you, Michael?

Uh, yeah,
I can understand you.

How?

I spent six years
in a class

next to a kid
that makes you sound

like Laurence
fucking Olivier.

What's he say now?

I think he said
you're a prick.

Oh, fuck off,
the pair off yous!

Look at you.

Will I tell...

Will I tell people
what you say with my gift?

My gift?

Rory, would you like
to have your bath now?

Only if you wash
my gift.

Jesus. My gift.

I'll give you
a fucking gift.

Annie,
my hair gel's in the bag.

I'm sorry, Rory.

Mrs. Sheehy says
we haven't the time

to be teasing
those spikes every day.

Mary, quick.

Look what that bitch
Delilah's done to me.

What are--
what are you laughing at?

Not too much.
You listening to me?

Good. Start with
the back of the head.

You should think about
sprucing your image
up a bit, Mary.

It's all about
the looks these days.

Who buys your clothes
for you?

Annie?

Jesus.
Have you ever looked at
what she wears?

Do you not go and
shop for yourself?

I suppose you don't
get out much, do you?

What's out there?

Out there's out there.

And I should be out there.

Don't you want to be
like everyone else?

You know, get drunk,

get arrested, get laid.

Huh?

How long have you been living
in places like this?

All your life?

What crime did you commit?

Unarmed robbery?

Bit of a comedian,
are we, Mary?

Bottles of ketchup, onion.
That's it, isn't it?

Eileen.

I see you've had
your hair done as well.

Sure, fashion's
a cruel mistress,
isn't she?

* I saw a ship a-sailing

* A-sailing on the sea

* And, oh,
the ship was laden *

* With pretty things
for thee *

* There were comfits
in the cabin *

* And apples in the hold

Very cozy, Son.

It will do for now.

Hey, come and meet
my friend.

Dad, this is Hugh Grant.

Pleased to meet you,
Hugh.

How are you doing?

He says
he likes your hat.

It's funny you should
mention this hat.

But that's a long story.

This is a fine,
big room you have, Hugh.

Fair play to you.

They're lovely.
Did you do them yourself?

Dad, are you coming
for a cup of tea or what?

Right, Son.
See you later, Hugh.

Nice fella.

Did you see them
on Wednesday?

No,
they don't have cable here.

I watched it
in Mullins.

Did you, yeah?

They're very leaky
at the back.

And they've no width.
None at all.

This is better
than the last place.

They're all the same.

How's your breathing?

In and out.

If you wanted to
come back home, Son--

I'm all right, Dad.

It'd be no trouble.

I'm all right.

Dad?

You couldn't
lend us some money,
could you?

I want to buy a suit.

I think that there
are regulations there...

My dad?

Did you have
a good look at him?

He can barely
look after himself.

What about you?
Where are your parents?

...trade with Germany...

Fergus Connolly.

Is that your dad?

Does he come to see you?

And your mother?

She died
and he dumped you?

What a bastard.

Does he know he has
a secret fan club?

Go on,
help the poor unfortunates!

Earn your place in heaven.

You buy a cripple
a Harley Davidson,

you reduce
the dependent population.

Hey, how are you, love?

Will you give us some money?

Come on, you've got
lovely legs. Give us...

Get your eyes off her,
I saw her first.

You filthy mongrel.

Well, I've had
more girlfriends

than you've had speech
therapy sessions, so...

Thanks very much.

Well, I'm not exactly built
for long-term
relationships now.

Anyhow, what about you?

Have you ever had
your end away?

Saving yourself for
the big wedding night,
are you?

Very romantic, Michael.

Thank you.

Follow me
and I'll show you
some real romance.

*

Yeah, this will do.

Do you see anyone you fancy?

Over there.

Keep your mouth shut.
I'll do the talking.

Congratulations, girls.
You've been chosen

Cripple Companions
of the Month.

I'm Rory,
this is Michael,

and we come bearing
treasure in our laps.

I've got a badge already,
actually.

Here's the deal.
We buy the drinks,

you hold them for us.
How does that sound?

Sounds all right.
Excellent.

You can take it
out of this.

Why not? It's for funding
the needs of the disabled.

I'm disabled
and I need a drink.

Life is dishonest,
Michael.

There you go.

Thanks.

Will you stick that
in my mouth?

*

We're--we're in a show.
He sings. I dance.

I don't believe you.

You better believe me.

What's it about?

It's about these two guys
in wheelchairs,

and they're not
much to look at.

He's not, but my character
is quite handsome really.

They go to a pub
and they meet these two girls

and they kiss them.

And the girls
fall in love with them,

and they take them home.

Thanks for the drinks,
lads.

We have to head off.

Come on.

I wanted to hear
the end of the story.

This is the end of the story.
Come on.

I'm just getting
to the good bit.

I can't go anywhere.
I'm blocked.

I can barely stand up.

You can't be
as bad as us, sure.

We're legless.

Did you like that?

There's more
where that came from.

You've lovely eyes.

They're my
second-best feature.

Good night.
Good night.

See you.

What did I tell you?

Eh?

Same again?

Watch where you're going.

You're all right, mate.
None of it went on me.

If I was
in a wheelchair, pal,

I wouldn't go
looking for trouble.

Are you starting?

His mother sucks
what in hell?

Come here, you prick.

You fuck!

What are you like?

Picking on a fella
in a wheelchair?

Fuck it.

He's not worth it.
You're right.

That's not what
your girlfriend says.

Stop provoking him.

If he'd hit you
in the mouth,

you'd have nothing left
that works.

I have a part or two below
that might,

given the right stimulus.

He wants to know
your name?

Siobhan.

How are you,
Siobhan?

He's Michael.
I'm trouble.

Yeah, I can see that.

Hey, listen, Siobhan,

do you think
you could help
a poor cripple

out of a bit
of a predicament?

Depends on the predicament.

I need someone that
can unzip my pants

and direct the hose
at the fire.

I think Michael here
wants to go home.

That isn't what
I had in mind.

Yeah, well, your mind
isn't difficult to read.

Hey, hey, listen,
what're you doing
tomorrow night?

Staying out of trouble.

So should you.

Where's the fun
in that?

Shit,
we'd never have met you.

Beautiful? Yes, she is.

Hey, girls.

Hi. I love your dress.

*

How are yous?

Sorry, lads.
McGuvan's round to the right.

No, we've come
to boogie.

Not with them boots,
you're not.

Is that the club talking
or is that you?

Hey, on this door
I am the club, all right?

Is he all right?

He says you're in breach of
EU Directive 7396,

Section 6B.

Discrimination
against persons
with disability.

This is
a public entertainment.

It's a 2,000 Euro fine

payable by
the official denying entry.

That's you, pal.

How are you, Garda?

Look,
I don't want any trouble
from the law, all right?

You just bought
yourself a load.

My friend
here's a barrister.

*

Did you just
make that up?

A real legal genius.

Right, inside.

But remember for
future reference,

wheelchair night's
Monday night, right?

You've been fucking warned.

*

Come on, Michael.
Come and dance with me.

Sure, it's dancing.

What do you think
I'm doing inside?

*[Easy
by Groove Armada playing]

* 'Cos looking back,
it was easy *

* Long, long back

* It was easy

* Looking back it was easy

Look who it is.

*

* Looking back it was easy

Come on, Michael.
Yeah!

Whoa!

Come on, Michael.

Are you okay?

Well, piss faster.

Yeah.

I was wet anyway.

Have we got enough money
for a taxi?

* Show me the way
to Carrigmore *

I'm sorry, Eileen.
Um, I told Michael

that we should be
getting back here,

that you'd be
worried about us.

But, um,
he insisted that we stay.

But that's what
I heard, Michael.

Let's face it.

You're not that easy
to understand sometimes.

You have to agree, Eileen.

The collection
had to be abandoned
because of you.

And as for you, Michael,

I am just so disappointed
in you.

You have never been
any trouble before.

It was my fault, Eileen.

I led him astray
and I've disgraced myself.

Yes, you have.

So if you'll just change
my underpants,

we'll say no more
about it.

So, uh, I'm going out.

Yeah, of course
you can come.

Do you possess a suit?

Rory O'Shea.

Hello again, Rory.

This is Michael Connolly.
He's my lawyer.

Oh, right.

Okay, this is your
third application

for the
Independent Living Allowance.

Uh, your previous
applications were refused

on the grounds that
you were unsuited
for self regulation

and lacking responsibility
for the employment of others.

Would you like to tell us
what's changed

since your last application?

Yeah.

Uh, well,
I-- I'm learning that I

have a lot of energy

and, uh,
I'm--I'm coming
to terms with

learning to control
that energy

and, uh,

use it for constructive,

productive purposes.

And I think
that's progress.

Yeah, I think-- I think
that's progress.

Rory, you know our funds
are very limited.

Yeah.

And, uh,
we have to disperse them

in the wisest way possible.

Mmm-hmm.

Okay.

Now, I'm afraid that, uh,
we've heard a story

concerning the mishandling
of some collection money.

Rory, it's just
this scheme demands

a level of maturity
and responsibility
from its candidates.

Don't lecture me
about maturity.

I'm not a fucking cheese.

We're just not sure
that independent living

is the best choice
for you at this time.

Choice?

Is this an application

or has a choice
already been made?

Can I suggest
we meet again
in six months

to review the situation?

No, under EU Directive 5096.

Discrimination
against persons--

I'm not sure
I know that directive.

Well, it means
you have to do what I say.

Or it's a 2,000
Euro fine, isn't it?
Isn't it?

It's a 15,000 Euro fine.

Look, all I'm asking for
is a chance to--to
live in my own home.

Are we agreed
on six months?

Six months?

Six months, Rory.
It's not that long.

Some fucking lawyer
you are.

Open the door!

Leave me alone, Michael!

It's not okay,
Michael.

I have to get out of here.
I'm going to fucking die!

* He's got the whole world
in his hands *

* He's got the whole
wide world in his hands *

* He's got the whole world
in his hands *

* He's got the whole world
in his hands *

Lovely to see everyone here
enjoying themselves.

Hi, Annie.

One false move
and I'm yours.

Sing this one.
Here we go!

* He's got the little,
pretty baby in his hands *

* He's got the little,
pretty baby in his hands *

* He's got the little,
pretty baby in his hands *

* He's got the whole world
in his hands *

Michael,
have I done something
to make you unhappy here?

No?

Independent living
isn't for everyone, you know.

You certainly won't get
the level of care
that you are used to here.

If anything should happen
to you, God forbid,

but if anything
should happen to you,
I won't be there.

This appeal is based
on the grounds

that I am a marked man.

Slow down.

Can't slow down,
type faster.

You've rejected
my application
three times

on the unsupported word

of interfering,
dried-up, old bitches

that wouldn't know
responsibility

if it bit them on
their fat asses.

You might want
to rephrase that.

Yeah, I do.
It needs to be punchier.

Now type it!

It's Judge Mumbles.
Where are you off to?

Michael Connolly.

Ah, Michael, come in.

Rory, um,

Rory, if you don't mind,
it's Michael's application
we're hearing.

Oh, you'll hear it.
You won't understand it.

Rory, can you wait
outside, please?

I think that between us
we've enough experience

of applicants with
speech difficulties

to be able to
manage without you.

Thanks, Roisin.

Now, Michael,
the purpose of this chat

is to assess what you believe
the philosophy to be

behind independent living.

Independent living allows me
to grow and mature
as a person.

It helps me fulfill
the potential within myself

which is not always realized
by institutional living.

It opens the way for me
to make a real contribution

and to live a fuller life.

Thank you, Michael.
That's a very good answer.

Michael, you appreciate that

we'll pay for
a personal assistant

but you'll need to find
your own accommodation.

Have you found somewhere
to live?

Okay, well, in that case,

I think we can approve
your application.

There is just one concern,
Michael.

Your decision
not to use speech aids.

Do you not think
that's going to make things
harder in the long run?

I don't need speech aids

as I will have a full-time,
live-in interpreter.

I'm sorry, who?

Rory O'Shea.

Two for the price of one.

I'm out!
Do you hear me?

Do you hear that?
I'm out!

How did you come up
with all those answers?

You read
their brochure?

You read their brochure
back to them?

That's genius!

All we need to do now
is get a flat.

How much?

And also, the neighbors
are very nice.

Are they quiet?

Very quiet indeed,
of course.
Excellent.

You're really going
to like this place.

Eh? Eh!

There's a bit of a problem.
Can you guess what it is?

It's a shame.

You would have
loved the view.

£400 a month.

Yeah,
that's a two-bedroom flat,
city center, yeah?

Excellent.
What's that?

£400 a week?

Right, sure.
We'll have a think about it
and get back to you.

All right. Bye-bye.

Listen, Michael,
do you really want
to leave Carrigmore?

Would you be prepared to do
anything you could?

Fergus Connolly?

He's just in there.

Can I help you?

Michael Connolly
to see Fergus Connolly.

Do you have
an appointment?

He does,
but he's a bit late.

What time was it for?

Uh, 1981.

The traffic was murder.

I'm sorry,
Mr. Connolly is not here.

Really?

Fergus Connolly!
Fergus Connolly!

Fergus Connolly,
come out and face us,
you gobshite!

Come on.

They're causing
a disturbance.

Fergus,
it's lovely to meet you.

I'm Rory O'Shea.

This is Michael Connolly.

We've come to report

a blatant case
of criminal neglect.

Um, it's all right,
guard, I'll handle this.

Thanks, Sylvia.
Come on in.

George, I'll see
you later in Nesbits.

Bye-bye. 7:00.

Okay.

It's a nice room.

What do you want?

Try asking him.

Go on,
he's waiting for you.

He thinks you've nothin'
in your head, Michael.

Tell him.

He's shy.

And he's proud.

Michael didn't even want
to come here today.

And for some strange reason,
he felt it was demeaning

to be seeking out the gobshite
that flushed him at birth.

I had to persuade him.

What do you need from me?

A ground floor flat,

two bedrooms,
wheelchair access.

Michael needs a home.

And what then?

You get what you had
before we came in.

Okay.

It wasn't planned as
a joyful family reunion.

We went there
to blackmail the bastard.

Mission accomplished.

We got a home
out of it.

Somewhere we can live.

And you better
take it, Michael,
or we're both fucked.

Trust me, Michael.

It'll be worth it.

It'll be worth it.

Right, lads,
there you are.

Come on in now,
shall I show you?

Oh!

Oh, this is amazing!
This is amazing!

Right, bedroom number one.

Bathroom.

This one. This one's mine.
This one's mine!

Shower.
The whole shebang.

Kitchen. Lefty.

You've all your mod cons
there for you.

A few bits and pieces
still to go in.

And the living room.
Lovely colors.

Now,

the lighting can be
voice activated.

Uh, I'll show you.

This switch here,
if you want to use it.

On.

Off.

Right, if there's, uh,
if there's nothing else,

I'll leave the keys
with you boys, all right?

Lefty.

Lefty, is that my paper?

No rules.

No rules, no Delilah.

No interfering old bitches.

It's just you and me
in cripple heaven.

Freedom!

So after 16 years
of military service,

I felt a change
was required.

I want to do
some humanitarian work.

Sorry, but could you
straighten up

when I'm talking to you?

Well, now,
aren't you great lads

for giving this a bash?

Trying it on
your own, why not?

Jesus loves you, Michael.
Jesus loves you, Rory.

My work with you people

would be
an expression of that love.

Would I have to push
you two fellas around all day?

Spaghetti Bolognese,
that sort of thing

Well, I've a recipe
for that.

Cookies. Like 'em.

So, the three of us
will have a great laugh.

I'm great fun to be around.

Do you ever dress up?

I mean,
as animals or whatever?

No, not really.

We could, though.

No, no, no, no!
I've a real problem with that.

Jesus, there's no way
he's working for us.

You know when something
just makes you feel sick.

Siobhan, have you not done
those Pot Noodles yet?

Come on, get a move on.

How are you?

No.

I'm not qualified.

You've got
the best qualifications

we've seen
in a long time.

Really?

Definitely.

I already have a job.

Yeah, you do,
stacking shelves.

It's temporary.

Who would I
be working for?

Me.

Him. Me and him.

Oh, come on,
we'd be no trouble.

He can hardly talk,
and I'm pretty quiet myself.

Ah, Jesus, I don't know.

I've never done
anything like this before.

Excellent,
neither have we.

*

We're
fucking off.

The pair of us.

With her?

Good man.

See you.

Hey, Delilah.

Hey, look, well, we've paid
our debt to society,

we've learned our lesson.
You won't be seeing us back.

Michael,
a little something for you.

And you know that if things
don't work out for you,

that you're always
welcome here. You know that.

Goodbye, Michael.

Goodbye, Rory.

I know we haven't
always gotten along, Eileen.

Um, and if I've said
or done anything

to offend you at any time,

then, uh,

then, good.

It'll all end in tears.

Goodbye, Mike. Goodbye, Rory.

Hey, this is all right.

It's good, isn't it?

It's bigger than it looks.

Where do I put this?

Ah, if you just stick it
in there on my bed.

Hey, they've delivered
the telly.

That's a big bed
for a little man.

Huh?

Raging Speedhorn?

Yeah, stick it on
and make us a cup of tea.

Oh, champagne. Fantastic.

All right, Siobhan,

we'll have some
Guatemala goat's cheese,

we'll have
some Casher Blue.

We'll have
some St. Brendan Brie

and some of
the holey Swiss stuff.

Is that foie gras?

Hey, excuse me, is that fo...
We'll have some foie gras.

We'll have
some venison pate.

We will have some truffles.

Now, that's 415 Euros
and 28 cents, please.

Mmm-hmm.

Definitely, this
spicy one's really good.

Michael,
you should try this one.

Mmm.

Okay, all right?
You all right?

You gotta
lift it up now.

Yes.
Come on, now.

Okay, you're comfortable?

Yeah. Yeah.
Okay.

You're doing
really good.

You being sarcastic?
Fuck you.

No, you are,
honestly.

Okay, you all right?

Yeah. Kind of.

That's not right. Sorry.
I'm sorry. That's not...

Don't worry about it.

No.
Fuck, here we go.

This is the one
I told you about.

So sorry, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

You're okay?

Yeah, I'm a go.

Okay, here we go.

Is that bit right?

Uh, yeah,
just go with it.

[Rory and Siobhan
continue chattering]

No, it's okay.

Not bad for the first time.

Oh, wait. Wait.
I'll be back in a minute.

What

Hey, Siobhan?

Okay, I've got it.

Are you leaving me to hang
about here or what?

Okay?

Oh! Fuck! Shit!

What you doing?

Would you come
and put me to bed?

Yes.

Do you have
a boyfriend?

Uh, I used to.

Did I what?

Did you love him?

Yeah.

Did you
want to marry him?

Uh, I never really
thought about it.

Ah, come on now,
Siobhan,

did he break
your little heart?

Do you want
to go under a bus?

No, would you like
to go under a wheelchair?

Yeah,
shut up, Rory.

Yeah,
"Shut up, Rory."

Here, listen to this.

I really like this song.

*[Hurt
by Johnny Cash playing]

Can I ask you
something?

Mmm-hmm.

Were you born
like this?

Like what?

Dodgy hair and
a shit taste in music.

No.
No, that's something

I've had to work
long and hard at.

* I focus on the pain

* The only thing that's real

* The needle tears a hole

Will I do your hair?

Yeah.

* Try to kill it all away

* But I remember everything

* What have I become?

* My sweetest friend

* Everyone I know

* Goes away in the end

* And you could have it all

* My empire of dirt

* I will let you down

* I will make you hurt

Mister,
are you a goblin?

No, I'm not
a fucking goblin.

Is that
an electric chair?

Yes.

I bet she's not as fast
as my scooter.

How much money
have you got?

All right, listen,
it's really important
there's no cheating.

So nobody go until
I say go, all right?

Ready...

steady, go!

Get your hands
in your pockets, boys.

You're going down.

Come on!

Ah-ha!

I'm the leader!

Come on, battery.

Oh!

You should have
won that.

You cheated
and we still beat you.

Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Next time, baby-face.

"Compound."

Go again.

Mmm-hmm.

Hello?

"Beast."

Siobhan?

Am I hibernating?

Is this me now till spring?

What is that?

I'll be there in a minute.

All right. I'll just make
myself a cup of tea

while I'm waiting, will I?

If you like.

*

Rory, can you turn it down?

We can't hear
ourselves think.

What do you have
to think about?

Hey, hey, hey!

This is my room
and that's my music.

I want to listen to it.
So turn it back on.

This may be your room,
but it's his flat.

We need to have
some rules here, Rory.

Rules? Fuck your rules.

Gosh! He's a moody
bollocks, isn't he?

I came here
to get away from rules!

I won't have you
imposing any on me!

What

Michael, tell her
to come back here.

Teach her to fuckin' work.
Come back here.

I'd better go
and sort him out.

Siobhan!

What?

It's not
your job to make rules.

Your job is to do exactly
what we tell you to do.

I do the interpreting.

You do the cleaning,
making the tea,

cleaning up after us.

You are our servant, Siobhan.

Our skivvy.

Our slave.

Are you gonna shut up

or am I gonna
have to make you?

I'd like to see you try.

Just remember,

you're a servant, too,

Mr. Interpreter.

Okay then, where were we?

Will you hold that,
Michael?

I'll be back in a minute.

What's the matter
with you?

Did you get a hard

What?

What did she do?

Oh! Did you see that,
Michael?

That was life
passing you by.

Come on, let's go out.

You're waiting for Siobhan?
What for?

Come on, man.
What you going to do?

Sit in here and have her
do everything for you?

Come on, let's go out.

No.

Fine. I'll see you later.

You know what you're doing?

Building a little
Carrigmore for yourself.

Are you looking
for your friend?

He'll be back
in a minute.

*[loud music playing
on car stereo]

Out of the car!

You're supposed to be
gentle with me. I'm a cripple.

You'll be
crippled tonight.

Give me a break, man.
Look, that's my chair!

Be careful,
it's my fucking chair!

[static buzzing
on police radio]

I didn't...

Who's in charge of you?

Hey, shut the fuck...
No fucker's in charge of me.

Hey, put--put him back
in his chair.

Get this car
towed out of here.

Hey, hey. Aren't you
going to arrest me?

No.

That's discrimination.

Look, you're only doing that
because I'm disabled.

It's my civil right
to be arrested!

Give me your name
and address,

and we'll leave it
at that, all right?

You'll have to kick it
out of me, you bastard.

Come on.

Hey.

What?

Rory's a what?

Hi.

Yeah?

I'm looking for Rory O'Shea,
he's in a wheelchair.

Oh, him? Yeah, we let him go
about half an hour ago.

Oh, what?

I offered to take him home,
but he wouldn't come.

Fuck.

Did he say
where he was going?

No.

Hey. Hey.

Listen,
you little fucking shit,

give me my hat back!

Come and get it.

Give me my fucking hat
or I'll kill you.

I'll run you over,
you little...

You have to catch me.

Come and get it.

You fancy this?

Thanks for the hat.

This is the midnight news
with Colin O'Brien.

Six non-nationals
were in custody tonight

following
the seizure of chemicals...

Do you want
some more tea?

No.

Rory O'Shea, in the house.

Where were you?

Michael was
worried sick about you.

Were you worried
about me, Michael?

Escaping from jail.

I was down to go
at 11:30 tonight.

I'm not
charging you this time.

But you'd better know
I've a life of my own.

And I haven't?

That's not what I meant.

Wasn't her fault?

Your knight in
shining pajamas here

says to leave you alone.

Five minutes, Rory.

I can either get you ready
for bed in that time,

or you can sit there
and slag the both of us.

Up to you.
But in five minutes,
I'm out the door.

Come back, Delilah.
All is forgiven.

Don't you lecture me
about responsibility.

If it wasn't for me,
you'd still be

sitting in your own
shite in Carrigmore

spelling out "toilet"
on that piece of card.

Don't say that.

Don't tell me what to do.

I don't want your help.

I don't want anyone's help.

What?

No.

She's not on our side.

She's paid to do
what we tell her to do.

No, Michael, man.

You haven't told her
how you feel, have you?

Help you?

Help you what?

Help you make
a prick of yourself?

What would you have got
to offer a woman like that?

Cop on to yourself.

Get a tape recorder

and fucking
listen to yourself.

Stop for a minute

and take a look at
yourself in a mirror.

Oh, God.

You boys really
need some new clothes.

Thank you.

How are you, Hugh?

Hello, there.

Might be
a bit early for this.

Jeez, it's never too early,
Dad. In you get.

Fair play to you.
A place of your own.

It's not really mine, Dad.

Happy Birthday, Son.
The key to the door.

What have I told you?

Now, listen, Son--
Dad.

Congratulations. Well done.

It's all gone so quickly.
I wish I could help.

Siobhan, hey.

You look great.
How's it going?

Great, yeah.

Great.

This is Michael,
Declan.

Great.

Oh, look, I'm having
a party on Saturday night.

A fancy dress.
You should come.

I don't know, I've...

You want to go?

Great. I've got to go,

but, uh, I'll see you
around 9:00 then?

And the, uh,
doorbell's broken.

I know.

Oh. Uh, there's
another fella.

Bring him along.
The more, the merrier.

Hey, a party.

Oh!

Hello,
Dr. Strangelove.

Are you sure that's what
Florence Nightingale wore?

Who cares?

Oh, ho, ho!

Hello.

Doesn't he look handsome?

He looks great.

*[Angel by
Gavin Friday playing]

Be careful.

You know, someone might think
tonight's their lucky night.

* Don't go

* Darling

Siobhan, great to see you.

And you.

This is Rory.

Rory. How you doing?
Having a good time?

Yeah, great party.

Come and see who's here.

Vermouth?
You can't handle Vermouth.

Who's the prick?

* Your love

* Like the stars above

* So silent

* Your love

* Hold on

* Hold on

Will you stop that?

* Hold on to me

* He's got the whole world
in his hands *

This is the War Room.

It's a very
good imitation.

I know.
I love Peter Sellers.

Are you all right?

* He's got the whole world
in his hands *

He plays Chauncey Gardiner
or something like that.

Cheers.

You're not here
with anyone, are you?

Aye, Siobhan.

Which one is Siobhan?

I don't know if I saw her.

Come on.
Let's dance.

She's the one in
the nurse's uniform.

Oh, yeah. The naughty nurse,
I did see her.

Is she, uh,
Declan's girl, then?

* Your smile can't disguise

Did you miss me?

* The look of love

Well, maybe a little.

* It's saying so much more

Do you like to watch?

Yeah.

* Than words could ever say

I'm a bit drunk now,
but I'm kind of curious.

Fancy a go at
the karaoke, Michael?

Declan.

* I can hardly wait
to hold you *

What did he say?

* Feel my arms around you

Of course I will.

* How long I have waited

* Waited just to love you,
now that I have found you *

Don't tread on my feet.

* You've got the look

* Of love

* It's on your face

Who's your man?

She looks after him.

* The look that time
can't erase *

* Be mine tonight

* Let this be just the start

* Of so many nights
like this *

* Let's take a lover's vow

* And seal it with a kiss

Michael, no, not now.

Can I have her
back now, Michael?

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

* How long I have waited

* Waited just to love you,
now that I have found you *

I'm fine.

Sure?
Mmm-hmm.

* Don't ever go

* Don't ever go

Is your phone charged?

I'll say good night then.

I'm sorry, Michael, but...

Do you have
any feelings for me?

Michael,

I'm paid to do
what I do for you.

That's my job.

That isn't love.

And what you feel for me,
that isn't love either.

It's gratitude.

I like working for you,

but it is just a job.

There isn't anything else
going on here, Michael.

Do you understand?

There isn't
anything else going on.

I'm not hungry.

Peter, how're you doing?

Very well.

Come in.

This is Peter.
He's a qualified PA.

He'll be looking after you

until you can
find someone else.

Really?

Well, he won't do.

Michael likes them
with bigger tits.

Michael, I made a mistake.

I thought
I could do this but...

I'm leaving.

Michael, don't beg.
It's undignified.

Michael, parakeets
don't mate with armadillos.

That's the end of it.

That's a filthy
bloody thing to tell him.

Is it?

It's the truth.

Oh, it's truth you want,
is it? Okay, here's some.

If you want to be equal,
you have to show people

the same respect you demand.

In the real world, if you
insult some guy in a pub,

you expect to get hammered.

If you come home
in the middle of the night,

you don't expect
to find the help waiting.

And if a woman
says no to you,

you accept that maybe you're
not the right man for her.

You don't assume you've
an automatic right to love

because you're
in a wheelchair.

Siobhan,

you said you were going.
I think you should go.

Fuck off. I mean it.

You know what
your disability is?

You're an asshole!

Why does everything
always have to be

a fight with you?

I can't help who I love.

I can't help
who I don't love.

It's not my fault, Michael.

Michael, let her go.
Michael, let her go.

Let her go.

Where are you going?

This is your home, Michael.

Michael.

Michael, are you going
back to Carrigmore?

It's suicide.

Listen, I don't have time
to kill myself that slowly.

So, if you're going back there

I might as well throw
myself in this river.

You didn't fuck it up.
We fucked it up.

The pair of us.
Nobody did it for us.

I know it hurts.

You're not the only one
with a broken heart.

You have the future,
Michael.

That's what I call a gift.

Don't give it up.

You can't give it up.

You've got the whole world
in your hands.

I'm fucking wet, as well.

Our home,

or am I going in
the fucking river?

Yeah. Yeah, it is too high.

Take a letter, Michael.
"To Dublin City Council.

"Dear sir or madam,
as wheelchair users

"with suicidal intentions,

"I must protest
at the lack of facilities.

"None of the bridges
are equipped

"with easy parapet access,

"thus curtailing
the right of the disabled

"to throw themselves in.

"Yours in disgust,

Rory Gerard O'Shea
and Michael Connolly."

Keep going, Thelma.

Do you like to study?

Maybe you ought to go to
some sort of college someday?

Part-time or
something like that.

University? Well, now,
that would be good.

Me, I'd like
to study medicine.

Become a doctor,
imagine that.

Yap, yap, yap.

Guys, you have
a nice home here, you know.

But then you shouldn't
watch too much TV, eh?

It's bad for the mind
and bad for the eyesight.

Why don't we
go for a walk?

It's a beautiful
day, eh?

Maybe later.

*

We are not
keeping him, are we?

I'm just going to
get some coffee.

You want one?

Okay, I'll be back soon.

Are you Michael?

Your friend's very ill.
He has pneumonia.

His heart and lung muscles
are severely affected.

Are you asking me
if you can go in?

He's very weak.

Better to let him rest
this evening.

I'm sorry,
I can't understand you.

How long?

Probably not more
than a day or two.

It varies
a little with Duchenne.

But it's usually
around his age.

He'll have known
that this was coming.

He's not in any pain.
He won't suffer.

He wants to talk to you.

There you are.

I've been worried about you.

Look at all this.

You see?

Rory O'Shea

was here.

Rory O'Shea

is

here.

Michael.

You need

nobody.

You're your own man.

Did you bring my stereo?

I never liked you.

Hi.

We know about
Rory's condition, Michael.

We appreciate
you want to help your friend,

but is now
the right time for this?

Why did you
come here today?

I'm his lawyer.

All right,
if you want to...

Uh, Rory's application
for Personal Assistance

was turned down

on the grounds of
insufficient responsibility.

The grounds for appeal
are given as prejudice.

Would you like to
explain why Rory feels

the interviewing panel
showed prejudice?

When I first met Rory,

I thought he was trouble.

And I was right.

He is trouble.

Yet because
he's seen as a rebel,

you believe
he hasn't the responsibility

to live independently.

But how do you learn
to be responsible?

You live in the world.

You make your own decisions.

You make your own mistakes.

So if this panel
can offer independent living

to someone like me

who until recently had
no concept of what that meant

and refuse someone
whose very life

is an embodiment
of independence,

then I believe that
the panel showed a prejudice.

Michael, I think we're all
aware of Rory's prognosis.

What was your purpose
in coming here today?

A right must exist
independently

of its exercise.

Okay, I think
you can tell Rory

that, in principle,

he can have the service
he's applied for.

Thank you.

Do not count his deeds
against him

for in his heart,
he desired to do your will.

As his fate united him
to your people on earth

so may your mercy join him
with the angels in heaven.

We ask this
through Christ, Our Lord.

Amen.

Eternal rest
grant unto Rory, O Lord.

And let perpetual light
shine upon him.

May he rest in peace.

Amen.

May his soul

and the souls of all
the faithful departed

through the mercy of God
rest in peace.

Amen.

You all right?

Can I do
anything for you?

No.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Well, man,
are we going out?

Yeah.

Okay.

* You won't stop the rain

* Here's what I suggest

* Keep in mind a face

* Like a flower pressed

* Picking and hugging
is holding *

* In the corner of your mind

* The face won't grow older

* If you can see
behind the eyes *

* Never thought I'd find

* My feet, you left

* And I knew

* Every second heartbeat

* Is for you

* Come within, begins

* Grin begins within

* Picking and hugging
is holding *

* In the corner of your mind

* The face won't grow older

* If you can see
behind the eyes *

* Never thought I'd find

* My feet, you left

* And I knew

* Every second heartbeat

* Is for

* Isn't it?

* Isn't it something
to be here? *

* Any heart can

* Any heart can

* Any heart can beat for two

* Never thought I'd find

* My feet, you left

* And I heard

* Every second heartbeat

* is for you