All language subtitles for Closing The Ring Eng

While God is marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, hallelujah

His truth is marching on

In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea

With a glory in his bosom
That transfigures you and me

As he died to make men holy
Let us die to make men free

While God is marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, hallelujah

Glory, glory, hallelujah

His truth is marching on

Please be seated.

Chuck always said to me,
"Wilbur, you talk too much. "

So he'd be pleased
that his beloved daughter, Marie,

is going to say a few words.

Um...

First of all, I know that Daddy
would be very pleased

to see so many veterans here today.

Especially members
of the 401 st Bomber Group.

I guess, he would want to talk...

Sorry.

I guess he would want me
to talk about his life,

and about the most important thing
in his life,

his love for my mother.

He was a brave man in wartime,
in his lifetime,

and in the time of the long illness
that led to his death.

But his was an unspoken bravery.

His heroism was as quiet
and as constant as he was.

Many who loved him...

You don't smoke.

I thought I'd take it up again.

- You should be in there, you know.
- I know what she's gonna say.

I just can't sit there
and listen to all of that.

I understand.

Only you would understand.

- I'm really sorry.
- Oh, no need to. It was his time to go.

No, I mean about being late.

I mean, I'm sorry about that too, I just...
I mean, about him.

Uh...

It's all gassed up, Dad. It's ready to go.

Ah, good.

You sure you want this?

He would.

You won't remember Daddy
for what he said.

As you know, he didn't say much.

He never spoke to me about the past,
about the war,

and about his medals.

Not even once.

He felt that a man should be judged
for his work,

and for the way that he led his life.

Marie will be upset
that you missed her eulogy.

Oh...

I don't think Marie cares either way
if I'm there.

- Your husband was a fine man.
- Yeah.

- You'll miss him very much.
- No.

Well, I know you loved him, so...

He never believed that, Peter.

All the years I wore this ring,
we never talked much about love.

Uh...

Would you like me
to take you back inside?

No. They'll roll him out
when they're through.

At least he has a grave.

Hello?

- Hello.
- Bloody hell.

What the devil do you mean,
creeping up on me like that?

- What you digging for?
- Who the hell are you?

I'm Jimmy.

Eleanor Reilly's wee lad? I know you.

She's my granny.

My mom went away.

She's expected back any time now.

- Does your granny know you're up here?
- Don't know.

Well, you go home.

Tell her Mr. Quinlan said
you're not to come up here again.

This is a dangerous place,
do you not know that?

The Army's here all the time.

If it's not them, it's the Republicans,
the bloody IRA.

- So, what are you doing here then?
- None of your bloody business.

You're digging something.

I dig here sometimes for my granny.

I can keep a secret, you know.

Then you tell me
one secret you've ever kept.

My granny keeps photographs
in her dressing table.

You what?

From the war. Americans.

- And that's your secret, is it?
- Aye.

Well, it's not anymore, you half-wit.
You just told me.

But you asked.

Do you wanna spend your whole life
being a complete idiot?

No wonder your mammy buggered off.

Oh, shit.

Jimmy.

Come on, back up here.

Give me a hand. Come on.

And, listen, don't you tell your granny.

Promise.

Cross my heart.

Aye.

What is it?

Treasure.

The past, boy.

The past.

Look. What's going on?

Oh, my God.

Was that your crazy father?

It's a tradition, Marie.

- God, you're as stupid as he is.
- Flies beautiful, doesn't it?

He's not allowed to fly that low.

Don't make a fuss, Marie. It's exactly
what your daddy would have wanted.

Oh, really? Is he doing it for Daddy,
or is he doing it to impress you?

You don't know
what you're talking about.

Is he coming around again?

Oh, I certainly hope so.

You should take this.

Number 17. There's a family trapped.

That's it. Hold on, on the right.

Michael Quinlan,
where in God's name have you been?

Get in that shelter right away.

Everybody outside, come on.

Run. No messing about.

Eleanor, didn't expect to find you here.

- Well, where did you expect to find me?
- Not usually with us.

In the Georgian Hotel
with one of your gentleman friends.

I do more for the war effort than you,
Mrs. Doyle.

Making your wooly underwear
for the troops.

And you taking it off
fast as they can put it on.

Ah, Michael,
we missed you at evening Mass.

You'd have got here in time for a seat.

Ah, Michael, you're a big lad now.

Will you be joining the army,
fighting for king and country?

No, I'm gonna be a fireman like my dad.

Sit here, Michael.
- Can I sit there?

No.
- No.

We can't possibly mix
both congregations, Michael.

I'm forced to agree with him there,
Michael.

Cathal? Sweet Jesus, is that you?
You're taking that chance, aren't you?

Cathal, you'll get yourself caught.
They've put a reward out for you.

I don't care.

Here, these are for you.
Look, I had to see you.

Eggs? Dear God in heaven.

He has connections over the border.

Thought you were away fighting
for the other side, Cathal Thomas.

He's right.
It's a dangerous place for you.

Is he fighting for the Germans?

Irish Republican Army.
You should join us.

Don't you dare.

Thousands of good Catholic Irishmen
serving in the British Army,

fighting against Fascism.

My son's one of them.

- And you, you're a damned traitor.
- Cathal.

I say, hello, are you all right in there?

Hello? You all right in there?

- Cathal, no.
- Don't. We'll not say anything.

- If he's a policeman, I'll kill him.
- He's a Brit. He's army, not police.

- They won't know you.
- Hold the door. Come on, Mr. Cobb.

- Hurry up, come on.
Hello? The door's stuck.

Don't. Don't say a word.

- Evening.
Good evening, officer.

- Everyone all right?
- Fine.

- We're fine.
Yes.

Do you think they've gone
for the night, sir?

There may be some unexploded stuff.

So best stay down here
till the all clear.

Could you pass the word?

We need an ambulance
in Market Street. Four casualties.

I like your helmet.

What on earth is this?

Where did you get it?

Bloody thing's loaded.

Who gave this to you?

You little idiot, Quinlan.
What are you doing with that?

Belonged to his old dad.
From the last war. Souvenir.

He'll scalp your arse, so he will.

All right, look, I've got to confiscate this.

No need to tell the police, though.
Sure, he's only a wee lad.

No, no need.

Are the police up there now?
The local boys?

- Just my chaps from the barracks.
I'll come up

- and give you a hand, sir.
- Thanks.

- Oh, Jesus.
- Get the hell out of here, Cathal.

We should have given you up.

Oh, you could have, but you didn't.

None of you did.

Is this what we're looking for,
Mr. Quinlan?

Just a piece of iron?

Aluminum.

From the fuselage.
Or the wings, maybe.

Biggest piece I ever found. B-17.

- You know what that is?
- Sure, it's a rock group.

- A band.
- A band? It's not a bloody band.

It's an airplane, you idiot.

- Oh, right.
- Crashed here.

Fifty years ago.

Ten people killed.

Blown to bits.

They've all forgotten, but I remember.

You remember it crashing?

I heard it.

I lived down the bottom.
Murray Street. Still do.

Why do you do this for, Mr. Quinlan?

What are you looking for?

- Why should I be looking for anything?
- Why do you dig all this up then?

Just shut you up
and give me a hand here.

See if we can lift it.

Hey, Ethel Ann, come on.

But...

Okay.

- Wilbur?
- Oh, no.

Okay, chocks in and checked.
Come on out, sirs.

Is it time for me to check them?

Okay, sarge.

Let's move out of the back.

That's the most incredible thing
I've done.

You're telling me?

Hello, fellas. That was fantastic.

Jack, those B-17s are just the greatest.

It's a piece of cake to fly.
Pilot showed us.

You wanna take us up then, Chuck?

- I feel like I could though, you know.
- You look swell, Ethel Ann.

Okay, come on.
Who wants a soda? Let's go to Joe's.

I wanna go.
- I thought you had classes.

So we skip one.

What? You'll get in trouble.

We're all gonna get in trouble,
I mean, there's a war coming, right?

Yes, trouble. Big trouble.

Ha-ha-ha! Whoo!

So it's supposed to be the final approach,

and we're thinking,
"Something's wrong here. "

We're flying at the runway at...
Oh, God... 200 knots.

And the instructor says, "Well, buddy... "

- "Well, buddy... " Well...
- "How about putting down the flaps?"

And the pilot goes, "Oh, shoot. "
And, wham, he puts down the flaps.

But he pulls back the stick
at the same time.

Airplane must have been
standing straight on its tail.

No, no, no, I saw you guys coming in.
You were like:

Yeah, that was me.

Anybody want another soda?

- No, thank you.
- No. Thanks, Jack.

Can I get that
blue-plate special up pronto? Thank you.

What can I get you?
Sheep in a blanket, for six.

I wish I'd been up there with you.

I really wanna fly.

- I don't think the Air Force would like that.
- Hey, Chuck, you got any cash?

There's plenty of girl pilots.
Amelia Earhart.

Yeah, but not in a B-17.

Not with a bunch of hairy apes like us.

So, what about pilot school?

- Still going?
- I don't know.

The other guys are okay
but I got problems with math.

They won't stop me
from going up there.

Bombardier, gunner, I don't care.

Nor do I, as long as you're happy.

I'm happy.

I've never been so happy.

Seems the whole town's
in love with that girl.

Never thought
she'd choose the country boy.

Country boy? I'd trust him with my life.

Don't worry, my lips are sealed.
Young love, huh?

Here's a vanilla milkshake.

Come on.

One hamburger and three fries.

Chuck.

Well, honey, I said I'd get to it.
- Come on, lover boy.

Come on, guys.

Yoo-hoo-hoo!

Marie. Marie.

- I guess you upset her.
- Not hard to do.

Stupid tune.
- Oh, come on, they were great tunes.

I need a drink.

Steady, you've had a few already.

Why not?
I can have anything I want now.

Yeah, what do you want, Ethel?

To go inside.

Well, at least let me get the door for you.

I can get the door, thank you.

I've lived here long enough.

Well, just as you please.

- This house.
- Yeah.

Does seem kind of strange, doesn't it?

Coming back to the house
that he built without him in it.

Mm-hm.

Sure.

- Jack, thank you for the air raid and all.
My pleasure, girl.

Scared me half to death.
You ought to lose your license.

Yeah, that's what the sheriff said.

But I told him it was an old tradition.
Class of June '42.

Go home, Jack.

- Oh, what do you mean? Now?
Yes, now.

Come on, Dad.

Okay.

Uh, you won't forget
to do something for me, will you, Ethel?

What's that?

Grieve?

Your father's picture at the Air Academy.
Put it back, please.

Sorry.

You never talk about those times.

- Neither did Dad.
- No.

- Did you know a lot of these boys?
- Yes, they were a great bunch of guys.

- We had some good times.
- Could you tell me about it?

Could you tell me about them?

What you want to know is whether
I did it with one of them and which one.

- No.
- Why not?

It's not just a picture,
they were flesh and blood.

Okay, just forget it.

- Have you been with Pete yet?
- What?

Jack's boy, Pete.
Have you been with him yet?

Mom, what has gotten into you?
How much have you been drinking?

Time you got something
for yourself, Marie.

Life is passing you by.

Peter is a nice guy. I'm just not ready.

But you must never,
ever let a man build you a house.

Mm-mm. As long as you stay there,
he'll stay with you.

You may try to hide him,
but he'll be there, inside it.

Why don't you try it with Peter?

Would you stop talking about sex?

You shouldn't be thinking about that
right now.

What the hell else
should I be thinking about?

Daddy. We just buried him.

Mm-hm. Right.

I guess this means
I won't be getting any anymore, huh?

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

Me too.

Your father was a fine man.

I guess I should be grateful to him.

Grateful.

The boys at the Academy... I didn't.
I mean, it wasn't like that.

I was faithful.

I was always, always, always faithful.

So how do you say
"three I's" in Spanish.

Ai-yi-yi.

It's so big.

He had his cousins helping him
over the winter.

But they're back at the farm now,
so we're helping him finish it.

That's it.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Teddy around?
- Back of the house.

Thank you.

It's beautiful.

He's sure been working hard.

Hey. I wasn't expecting you so soon.
L... I fell asleep upstairs.

You've framed out the upstairs already?

Sure have.

So much more to do, though.

Could you help me
bring up the delivery?

- That pile up by the road?
- Yeah.

Sure. Yeah, we can do that for you.

Come on, Chuck.

- Jack, these are my best clothes.
- Come on.

How come you've told me so little
about this place?

It's no secret.

Where did you get the money for it?

My dad left me this piece of land.

Little cash.

I worked in a sawmill last summer,
and they paid me in lumber.

I wanna look upstairs.

I thought you told me
you were away getting an education.

That was it, I guess.

I read books too. Place is solid.

"Building up to a standard,
not down to a price,"

- is what the lumber guy said.
- Oh, I'll bet he did.

Hey, buzzard.

He's around here all the time.

Keeps me company.

You've almost moved in.
Yeah.

I may be running out of time.

What do you mean?

The war, I guess.

So it's gonna come, then?

That's why we all joined
the Air Academy.

Why are you doing all this?

Your folks wouldn't like me one bit.

But when I do ask them,
I gotta have something I can show.

Something I can give you.

You're building this house for me?

If I get into the Air Force,

and become a sergeant,
maybe then that'd be something.

And then I could ask your folks.

I'd be some kind of gentleman.

You are a gentleman, Teddy.

I sure don't smell like one just now.

Let me try.

Excuse me?

- Let me smell you.
- You kidding?

No.

I wanna remember you,
just as you are now.

Don't move.

I wanna remember this moment
all my life.

Teddy, Ethel Ann?
No.

Teddy?

Come on, Chuck. Let's go.

You're so beautiful.

Sometimes I can still smell it.

- What?
- Aviation fuel.

That was 50 years ago.
And you said it burnt.

Some soaked into the ground, maybe.

- I can't smell it, but, look, I found this.
- What is it?

- Granny says I shouldn't mix with you.
- You promised you wouldn't tell her.

She says you're worse than a Protestant.
What's worse than a Protestant?

An atheist.

Mr. Quinlan,
what we're doing, is it illegal?

Probably.

Only, there's a man over there.
Do we stop digging?

Turn away, don't look at him.

He'll not bother us.

You took your time, Cathal.

Mr. Thomas to you.
There was no need for you to be here.

Just an observer.

Do they think
I can't run me own operation?

Why did they change the target?

We wouldn't want to lose
the support of the community.

And we have interests in that area.

You mean, you're selling drugs there?

Beautiful view.

Who's the old man?

He's digging up an airplane.
It crashed here.

And you let him do it?

I know him.

Digging on Black Mountain
is a bad idea.

Never know what you'll find.

What I gave you, what is it?

It's very good, a switch.

Radio maybe, intercom.

I'll get it home, do some research.

I found that, you know.
By rights, it's mine.

Shankhill Road.

Aye.

You're an atheist then?

You don't believe in religion,

and God and the Blessed Virgin Mary,
and all that stuff?

- No.
- Why not?

Thirty years being a fireman
in Belfast.

Clearing up after that lot.

- Will there be a second one?
- There's always a second.

That's the one does the damage.

They wait until the army get there,
or the police, or the bloody firemen.

There, it's ready.

Last time a man used this switch
was 50 years ago.

And that man was killed.

Right here, in this very spot.

Here, you found it, you do it.

- No, thanks.
- Why not?

Don't want to.

All right, I will.

Jesus.

What the hell was that?

It's too bloody soon.

It's supposed to be set for 20 minutes.

Maybe just as well.

High Command thinks
that bombs may be little old-fashioned.

Counterproductive
at this stage of the struggle.

Counter-bollocks.
It's a war we're fighting here.

Aye, that we are.

And maybe you're losing it for us, Cathal.
You thought of that?

Whoa.

Whoo!

Whoo!

We have
suffered a serious setback in Hawaii.

Many American soldiers and sailors
have been killed by enemy action.

American ships have been sunk.

American airplanes
have been destroyed.

The lives of our soldiers and sailors

depend upon the manner
in which each and every one of us

fulfills his obligation to our country.

Gunnery School?

Yeah.

When do you go?

Next week.

Chuck is training as a pilot.

Jack is gonna be a navigator,
and they need gunners, so that's me.

I have to go.

So it's over, then?

All this.

Oh, no.

I'm gonna send
postcards home every day.

My folks think I'm walking out
with Chuck.

Good old reliable Chuck.
If they only knew it was you.

Well, I'm not gonna send them
to your folks' house, Ethel Ann.

I'm gonna send them here.

When any of us guys get leave,

we're gonna come back here,
we're gonna finish the house.

I can put a telephone in.

What are those places in college
where everybody stays like brothers?

Fraternity.

Okay, well, this will be
our fraternity house.

I mean, Chuck can get away
from his parents,

and Jack can get away
from all of his girlfriends,

and we can be together.

- I mean, this is your home.
- It can't be my home without you.

When I'm through Gunnery School,
they'll give me some leave.

You could marry me.

We'll do it secret,

but when I'm back for good,
we'll do it proper and we'II...

We'll invite everybody.

Is that all right?

Ethel Ann, say it's all right?

It's gold.

I love you.

I guess I'm just not used to
feeling so much.

I will always love you, Teddy.

I'll be yours till the day I die, I swear it.

There won't be room for anyone else
in my heart but you.

No one else, not ever.

Till I'm laid in my grave.

I love you.

- Mom, you all right?
- Mm-hm.

What are you doing in my room?

This is not your room.

What do you mean?

I'm moving back into this room.

But you and Daddy
were always in the other room, you...

Okay, if you want my room, that's fine.
I understand.

Mom, why don't you come
to the grave with me today?

It's a beautiful grave.
We can just be there together with him.

Who?

- Dad, of course.
- Oh.

Your father. He was a fine man.

He saved my life, actually.

He picked me up
and put me back together.

Always treated me right.

He was a fine man.
He was a good husband.

Is that what you want?

No, what I want is for you to start grieving
like everyone else.

Grieving? Hm.

I was 21 years old.

My life was over.

You don't know what grieving is.

Twenty-one, what do you mean?

It's none of your business.

Mom, that was before you married Daddy,
before I was born.

What happened?

I am going to move in here tonight.

This is my house,
and if you don't like it, you can leave.

So leave.

What can I get you guys?

- Hi.
- Hey, have a seat.

- Can I get you something?
- No, thanks.

Peter, would you mind
giving us a minute?

- Um, sure.
- Thanks, sorry.

Now, what will it be, love? All right.

When I was a kid,
this was a soda fountain.

Your ma used to come here
all the time.

She loved those disgusting
root-beer floats.

She...

Her life was over at 21.
That's what she said.

Oh.

I'm trying to understand, Jack.
What happened to her?

The war happened, for chrissake.

And the kids she knew,
some of them didn't make it back.

Yeah, but you did. Dad did.

Yeah, that's right.
He was shot up in a B-17.

She nursed him back to health,
she put him back together.

No, she said
that he put her back together.

They helped each other.

All right, so they helped each other,
but what happened?

She said her life was over, Jack.

Hi, Jack.
- Oh, hi.

Look, um, let me give you
a piece of advice.

If I were you, I wouldn't just come in here
and start digging around.

- The past is gone.
- Digging around?

What am I supposed to do?
Pretend that nothing is wrong?

You don't understand
what it's like at home without Dad.

I knew Chuck for 50 years.

For 40 of them,
he sat right there where you are now.

Don't tell me I don't understand.

And if your ma
doesn't wanna talk to you,

that's none of my business, is it? Mm?

So get the hell out of here.

And that's just what she told me to do.

Hey, you okay?
I'm sorry.

What did you say to her?

Too much.

Not enough.

Hey, Granny.

You know, I made you your tea.

It's gone stone-cold,
and I had to give it to the cat.

No, not more of that filthy stuff.
Please, don't do that.

Oh, no, Jimmy. Look, at least,
use your own blade, come on.

Don't be using my good knife, no, no.

I wish you wouldn't
go up that mountain.

I wish you wouldn't, things go on there,
you shouldn't be poking your nose into.

- What things?
- Just things, son.

And I wish you wouldn't mess around
with that Quinlan fella.

- He said he knew you when were young.
- Oh!

Never, never, never.

- He's a born liar, that fella. Always was.
- So you did know him, then?

If you spent more time
looking for a job, wee man.

- Don't be stupid, Granny.
- Don't call me stupid.

- I've worked all my life.
- There are no jobs.

Then go to London, find your mother.

And that pimp she ran away with.

And don't... And clean that up
after you, will you?

And don't use the sink again.

This is not a hotel, you know.

This is me who has to keep
his place clean, young man.

I'm not spending my life
cleaning after you...

"Ethel. "

"Ethel and... "

"Teddy. "

Ethel and Teddy.

Teddy?

Looking sharp.

- You ready?
- I'm ready.

- You want a beer?
- We got it worked out.

Mm-hm. Great.
- Jack...

- Jack stole the key.
- I borrowed it.

This place looks great.
Nice job setting it up.

I thought I'd bring her
straight back here, you know?

Carry her across the threshold.

Sure. Be out of your way.

Oh, no. Me and Ethel Ann,
we don't want that.

This is the last time
we're gonna have together

before we leave,
and you guys are both officers, right?

So I'm not gonna be able
to talk to you after this.

You will, we've got plans. We're
gonna fly together in the same plane.

There's no... There's no chance of that.

Yes, there is.

I've been dating this girl
in Personnel Administrations.

- I can pull some strings.
- Yeah, we can fly together.

- No.
No?

What do you mean?
I've been working on this girl for weeks.

Well, I mean, you know,
what if we didn't come back, you know?

- All three of us in one B-17.
- Jesus Christ, Teddy.

No.

Okay, we are not all flying
in one plane.

If I don't make it through this,

then I gotta know that
there's somebody to look after Ethel Ann.

To take my place.

There's no one
who could do that, Teddy.

Really?

So I'm the only person in this room
that's in love with Ethel Ann?

What are you talking about?

No, I mean, I think she's a great girl.
She's wonderful. But, no.

You're not in love with her?
- No, I'm not.

All right.

But Chuck is.

God, Teddy, I...

It's okay, buddy.

It's okay.

She's yours, Teddy. I never...

I would never, ever, I swear.
She doesn't know, she never will.

Chuck, shut up.

It's just practical.

I need to know that there'll be
someone to look after her.

What about Jack?

- Jack?
- Whoa. No, guys, I'm not that kind of guy.

He's already got girls in every state.

I drink, smoke, belch.

And he can't dance.

I can't dance. You're the dancer, Chuck.

- You're the guy.
- This isn't even gonna happen.

You're gonna... You're gonna come back,
you're gonna have 17 kids.

I'm gonna find a nice girl from Idaho.

She'll be a potato.
- In a sack.

So it's all right then, if I can fix it.

I mean, no reason why you and I
can't fly together.

Jack, that'd be great.

- Teddy, I never... I never...
- I know, I know.

I know that, Chuck.

But if something happens to me, you gotta
promise you'll care for Ethel Ann.

Promise me.

I promise.

Jack, you promise to help?

Sure. I promise.

- You guys believe in God?
- Yes.

I don't know.

No, me neither.

We're gonna say a prayer.

Dear God, tomorrow
we're leaving for combat,

and today I'm getting married.

Both of which are pretty dangerous.

- Oh, hi.
Hi, Jack.

Maybe you were expecting Pete.

No.

You haven't seen each other for
a while, huh? Jeez, that music's loud.

Yeah, it is.

She's not going out anymore,
not even to Dad's grave.

She's drinking,
she's cutting everyone off.

Well, you are too.

Pete misses you, you know.

For God's sakes, Jack, I like Peter.

I have always liked Peter,
but now is not the time.

Okay.

Sure.

Front bedroom.

She won't sleep
in her and Daddy's room.

She's moved into mine.

The front room?

She moved back in there?

What do you mean back?
That was always my room.

They were always in the other one.

Jack?

Look, um,

answer the phone, Marie,
and give her these, please.

I'll come back some other time.

Jack?

Jack?

Hello?

Is that...? Is that America?

Is this a joke?

No, wait.

It's all right, I got through.

- So maybe you'll finish before midnight.
- Uh...

Could I speak to Mrs. Gordon, please?

- You've got the wrong number.
- No, I mean... Sorry, I mean

Mrs. Roberts. Mrs. Ethel Roberts.

That was my mother's name
before she was married. Who is this?

Uh, my name's Jimmy.
Could I speak to her?

About what?

I'm calling from Belfast,
and I don't have a lot of money.

All right, just a minute.

Pennsylvania 6-5000.
- Good.

Mom?
- Mm.

There's a phone call for you.

Will you pick up the phone?

No, thanks, sweetheart.

Mom?

No, thank you.

It's a man, says he's from Belfast.

Mom?

She doesn't wanna answer,
you'll have to leave a message.

Hello?

Hello?

Can you hear me?

No, just a minute, please.

Hello?

Did you pick up?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? Who is this, please?

My name's Jimmy Reilly.

I'm calling from Belfast.

Could I speak to Ethel?

I'm sorry,
I'm not sure what her name is now.

Marie?

Marie, you can hang up now, please.

Okay.

They told me
she wouldn't have the same address.

Not after 50 years,
but I thought I'd try anyway.

Are you there?

What do you want?

I have something belonging to you.

Well, I think it belongs to you. It's a ring.

A gold ring.
It's got names on the inside.

- A ring?
- Yeah, it says, "Ethel and Teddy. "

Hello? Can you hear me?

Oh, bugger. Wait a minute.

Wait, wait there.

Please, do you have any money?

Aye, I do, and I've a mind to use it

- if you would get the frig out of there.
Is he gonna talk all night?

Look, listen to me,
I'll call you back, okay? Hello?

I'll call you back.

Bugger.

Sorry. America, long distance.

You could have walked there
in that time.

I wish he would.

Mr. Quinlan? It's me. Mr. Quinlan?

Bloody hell. It's 6:30 in the morning.

Please, I need a phone.
It's really urgent. I found something.

It wasn't your brains, was it? Go to hell.

I found a ring on the mountain.

A gold ring.
It belonged to one of the crew.

It's got names on it.

I went to the library and they told me
to call Veterans Administration.

Only I had to keep calling
and it cost a packet.

When my granny found out,
she went apeshit.

I had to use the phone box
and call America.

But I ran out of money last night,
and I have to call her back.

- Who?
- Ethel.

The name on the ring.
You wanna see it?

No, I don't. I don't want it.
Get out. Get out.

Mr. Quinlan? Are you all right?

So you found it, you stupid bugger.

Doesn't mean a damn thing to you,
but you found it.

And then what do you do?

After 50 years,
you just call her up out of the blue.

"Oh, guess what I've got. "

Well, I thought she'd be pleased.

Only I was halfway through
and I ran out of money.

What do you want me to do about that?

Well, I just want to use your phone.

Get inside, come on.

I don't believe it. This is incredible.

- All this stuff.
- Don't touch it.

This is fantastic.

Phone's there. Go on.

And be quick.

Ahem. Three-six-nine-two.

Yes, who is it?

Gander? Uh...

- Do you know anyone in Gander?
- Yeah, it's an airbase.

Teddy! Yes, I'll pay.

Teddy?

See you, Jack.

Ethel Ann, no, it's not Teddy,
it's Jack. Sorry.

Jack, hi. How are you?

Oh, it's so good to hear from you.

Where the heck is Gander?

Newfoundland.

Well, what's it like up there?

Raining.

Hey, are you on your own?

No. No, Chuck got back a week ago.

He hurt himself, but he's okay now.

Hey, you should see me
in my nurse's uniform.

I'm training to be a nurse.

Chuck says I look great.

- I bet you do.
- It's so good to hear from you.

Have you spoken to Teddy? Is he okay?

The last I saw him, he was good,
but I broke my ankle.

Yeah. I was dancing.
So I'm coming home on leave.

Jack, you're crazy.
He broke his ankle in a dance.

Hey, can I talk to Chuck?

Yeah.

He wants to talk to you.
But then I wanna talk to you again, okay?

- Here.
- Thanks.

Hi, Jack.

You keep smiling.

You hear me?
Whatever you do, you keep smiling.

Yeah, I'm gonna do that, Jack.

Yeah, so what happened to you,
buddy?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ.

Chuck, I wanted to talk to him.

Oh, he'll be here in a few days.
Weather's clearing.

He's grabbing a flight
with some transport boys.

What is it?

I would give anything
not to have to tell you, Ethel Ann.

What?

Tell me what?

Tell me what?

Hello?

Could I speak to Ethel, please?

Yes, this is Ethel.

This is Jimmy Reilly.

I found this ring on Black Mountain.
Where the plane crashed.

And I thought it might belong
to one of the airmen who got killed.

For chrissake.

Sorry.

Are you there?

Yes.

The ring says, "Ethel and Teddy. "

Ann.

Ethel Ann is my name.

Oh, right.

Only on the list of dead guys,
there was...

Sorry.

On the list of deceased,
there was Teddy Gordon.

So I called the veterans people.
Only they said he wasn't married,

but he left everything in his will
to Ethel Roberts.

And they had an address.

They said you'd probably moved.

But you haven't.

The ring.
Would you like me to send it to you?

No. No, no, no.

No.

But it's yours.

No, it's his.

But he's... I mean, he's not here.

Then you keep it.

All right.

And we were married.

Oh.

Well, they said you weren't.

Hello?

Maybe she was cut off.

- Shall I call her back?
- No, leave her alone.

You go home.

Can I leave it here?

- What?
- The ring.

It won't be safe with Granny around.

Mr. Quinlan.

Thanks.

I'll let myself out then.

Oh, come on, Jack.
Teddy, this is crazy. I can't do this.

You got him.
- We got him. We got a problem too.

I'm leaving in the morning.
We don't have time.

I'm not allowed.
I haven't taken Final Orders.

- The Lord works in mysterious ways.
- She's gonna be here any second.

She's here now.

I think it was my mother's.

Ethel Ann?

He's marrying you?

Your folks will never agree to this.

That's why they're not here.

Jack.

Will you give me away, please?

Sure.

- Wilbur, are you going to marry us?
- I can't. You don't have a license.

Is this a church?

Yes.

And is God here?

What do you mean?

This man is going to war.

I love him. I want God to protect him.

So I'm asking you.

Is he here right now?

Yes.

Then marry us.

In his sight.

- You got rings?
- Just the one.

- One ring?
- Well, it's the ring you gave me, Teddy.

I had our names put inside it.

I'm gonna marry you with it,
and then I want you to take it with you.

I got it for you, Ethel Ann.

This way, you can remember me
wherever you go.

Okay. Okay.

Say the words, Wilbur.

Matrimony is a holy state,
not to be entered into lightly.

Because in the eyes of God,
this is forever.

And I mean forever.

Forever.

Teddy,

do you take this woman, Ethel Ann,
to be your lawful-wedded wife

all the days that you shall live?

I do.

Ethel Ann,

do you take this man, Teddy,
to be your lawful-wedded husband?

I do.

I'll be yours till the day I die.

You better do whatever you're gonna do
with that ring.

Jack, will you?

By the power vested in me
by the state of...

No, can't say that.

Just say what you can say.

By the power vested in me,
by the God of love,

who sees all things
and hears all promises,

I now pronounce you man and wife.
You may kiss the bride.

Bloody great.

- You know who we are?
No.

We know who you are.

You're lucky.
You could have been found

by those Republican bastards
if we hadn't been watching you.

Why were you watching me?

Do you know him?

No.

Yes, you do.

I don't.

He's lying to us.

Can you tell me who this is?

Me.

- That's me.
- Thank you.

And this man?

That's Mr. Quinlan.
He's not done anything.

- Where did you get those?
- And what about this one?

Have you seen him?

Take your time.

You've already told us a lot. Hasn't he?

- I haven't told you anything.
Yes, he has.

You've identified two photographs.
That's very helpful.

His name is Cathal Thomas.

By the way,

didn't you say that you had seen him
or did you deny not having seen him?

Yes.

No.

- I didn't say anything.
But you just did.

You said yes.

I don't wanna help you.

Ah, but Mr. Thomas will think
that you have been helping us.

That's what he thought
about this gentleman.

And, yes, you do know him.

That was his body
you found this morning.

But I thought
that was from the airplane.

Afraid not.
He was buried there six months ago.

By Mr. Thomas, actually.
As a punishment for helping us.

Thanks for finding him.

Now all we need to do
is find Mr. Thomas.

Why don't we keep the lad
for a few days?

Let him watch some dirty videos.

I'll put the word out in the street
how helpful he is.

Don't... Don't be doing that.

Or of course,
I could let you go right now.

But if I did do that,
could I rely on your help in the future?

Like keeping an eye on Black Mountain.

Letting me know
if you see him up there.

Yes?

Yes. Yes.

I didn't hear that.

Did you say you are
gonna help us or not?

Yes or no?

Yes.

Good.

If we let you go without roughing you up,
they'd be suspicious, wouldn't they?

So say thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, Jimmy, where have you been?
Oh, dear Go... You stupid idiot.

Mr. Quinlan, what are you doing here?

- Who did...?
- Mr. Quinlan, I...

Oh, Jesus, it's you.
Don't hurt me, please.

You know me, then?
How come, when we've never met?

What did they do?
I told you not to go up there.

- Leave him alone.
- I told him about you, Cathal.

I'll get you a cup of tea, son.

You're a bloody liar.

You've been talking
with the Special Branch, Jimmy.

- You were seen.
- I said nothing.

You found a body.

But you couldn't keep your mouth shut.

You went to the police.

No, they were on the mountain.
They were watching for you.

Oh, were they, now?

So let me guess.

They showed you my photograph.

- Aye.
- Asked if you'd seen me.

And what did you say? Yes or no?

Yes. No.

- I don't know, I got confused.
- Confused?

Little creep.

Do you want a bullet in the knees,
or would you rather lose your balls?

Jesus, Cathal. He's just a kid.

He knows nothing. Good for nothing.

This is all your fault.
I kept telling him not to go.

Digging up the past.
Can't you just let things lie?

We wouldn't wanna be
digging up your past.

- Don't you dare.
- Shut up, the pair of you.

I got something planned
on that mountain.

So if I see you again,
there will be another body up there.

He's my grandson, Cathal.

I'll shoot him, Eleanor.
Don't think I won't.

You better see me out the back.

Heard you were in trouble.
Come here to find you.

Found Cathal instead.

- You all know each other?
- Aye.

You need to get out of Belfast
for a wee while.

- But I've nowhere to go.
- Aye, you have.

- What's all that for?
- I want you to do something for me.

I need to know if she's all right.

Who?

I want you to go to America.

I think you should take it back to her.

All right?

Listen, you Republican shite.

The IRA can be most unpleasant.

But if you mess with us,
you won't recognize your granny's body.

- Who are you?
- Friends of Mr. Maguigan.

He says you'll help us
find Cathal Thomas.

We know he's around here
and up there in the mountain.

All you have to do is lead us to him.

Yes.

We're watching, Jimmy. Every second.

Oh, I'll get it.

- Yes?
- It's me.

I'm really sorry. I had to call you.

Please, I need some help.

Ji... Jimmy?

I found a body, on the mountain.
I found a body.

What are you saying?
What are you telling me?

They never found a body.
Don't you tell me that, you little bastard.

I'm an old woman,
and I wanna be left alone.

No, no, no, it's the IRA.

They buried a man on the mountain.
I found him.

I have to get out of Belfast.
Mr. Quinlan said I should ask you.

- What do you want me to do?
- Can I come and stay?

What, come here?

Please, just for a wee while. Please.

But I don't even know you.

Mr. Quinlan wants me
to bring you the ring.

I could give it to you, please.

Just for a couple of weeks,
till it blows over.

Well,

all right, you can come.

- Hey, Jack.
- Chuck.

- Good trip?
- The worst.

- This one's Teddy's.
- Yeah.

Looks like you got yourself
a story there.

Yeah.

She been crying?

No. I have.

- What happened to you?
- Oh, I got shot up over Bremen.

Plexiglas in my eye. I might lose it.

I can't fly, can't even shoot.
I'm out of the war.

Ethel Ann's looking after me now.

That's good, seeing how he wanted you
to take care of her.

He should have asked you, Jack.

She doesn't love me,
but I know she could love you.

- I wish he'd asked you, Jack.
- Well, he didn't.

And we promised.

You're the man, Chuck.

Let's do this.

Hi, Jack. You better come inside.

What the hell is going on here?

She doesn't tell me a thing,
just someone's coming to visit.

Who? Where from?

- Ireland. Belfast.
- Belfast?

I don't wanna leave her alone,
but I can't take much more.

Yeah, all right, all right.
Go on, get out of here, both of you.

Well, you look like hell.

You wanted me to grieve.

- Would you go to the airport?
- I'll send Peter.

No, I want you to go yourself.

- I don't even know this guy.
- Neither do I.

- Marie says he's from Belfast.
- Well, that is none of her business.

Look, Ethel.

- Take your hands off me.
- You have got to talk to her.

And who the hell do you know in Belfast?
Who is this guy?

Well, his name is Jimmy Reilly.

He's arriving at 12:10 tonight
on American 301.

Would you take your hands off me
and go...?

- You listen to me.
- What?

If you don't talk to Marie now,
you're gonna lose her.

She's gonna go.

You just tell her what happened,
she'll understand.

Listen to me. All the love she ever got
was from her daddy.

All the kisses and hugs
and bedtime stories and cuddles and...

Never from me.

You think now
she will understand why?

I think you should give her the chance.

Well, that's what I intend to do.

Now, please go.

Oh, no, don't. Don't do that, please.

Just come on in.

I'm sorry.

I'm real glad you're safe.

Look at that foot.

Must be hard for you,
not racing around.

Yeah.

Here.

- Let me take these.
- Thanks.

Did they find a body?

No.

So there's no proof?

Ethel Ann, he's gone.

We could arrange a memorial service.

Why?

We're the only ones
who will remember him.

He has no family now.

No children.

Was that his case
I saw you put in the hall?

I brought his things back for you. Yeah.

Let's bring it in. Open it up.

- There's plenty of time for that.
No.

No, let's do it now. Please.

Hi.
- You must be Jimmy.

- How do you do?
- I'm great. I'm just great.

- Come in, please.
- Oh, thank you.

Through there.

Why did you do this?

This is Jack's son, Peter. Jimmy Reilly.

- Hello, how do you do?
- Nice to meet you.

Let me take that.

And this is my daughter, Marie.
Jimmy Reilly.

Hello. How do you doody?

Did we speak on the phone?

Sit down, Jimmy,
and how was the flight?

Oh, it was fantastic.

Seven-four-seven all the way.
Well, not all the way.

We had to fly to London first,
then right across to New York.

And they gave us meals and all,
no charge.

They had little things of salt and pepper,
sachets. I've got some here.

And they had little bottles of Irish. Free.

And there was a film.

And then we had to fly
from London to New York,

then from New York to Detroit,
and from Detroit to Branagan.

And it was really fantastic.

Jack, do you remember
when we used to take two,

three, maybe four days
to do the same thing?

We'd have to go from Belfast
to Iceland to Newfoundland.

Uh-huh.

Dad, you all right?

Yeah, why don't you take these cases
and put them upstairs.

Oh, thank you, but this one's for you.

- Don't mind if I put this on your table?
No, go ahead.

Oh, just let me get the flowers there.

They made me open it up.
- This whole thing is for me?

Uh-huh. They couldn't believe
what I had inside.

Look at this.
Part of the aileron. Starboard wing.

And these are switches
from the radio operator's position.

And this is a piece of Plexiglas,

curved, from a gun turret.

And this...

A pressure gauge.

Oxygen. They had to breathe oxygen,
you know, they went that high.

Oh, Jesus Christ. Oh, Jesus Christ.

All right, Mama, that is enough.
Tell me what this is about right now.

Look, is this all right?

I mean, this stuff's just fantastic for me,
and I just thought...

Would you like to see the ring?

The what?

The ring. It's my secret.

Mr. Quinlan said I can't keep secrets,
but I can.

Except I told Mr. Jack in the car.

What are you talking about?

I found it on Black Mountain.

Where the plane crashed. In the war.

The B-17.

The B-17?

A B-17G.

It had the new chin turret,
it had double 50-caliber machine guns.

- That's where I found the ring.
- What ring? Whose ring?

Mr. Gordon's.

Well, your dad's.

Before he was, you know, killed.

- In Belfast?
Yes.

- You're just gonna let this happen, huh?
My daddy wasn't killed in Belfast.

He died here a couple of months ago.

And his name wasn't Gordon.
It was Harris, Chuck Harris.

Wasn't it, Mom?

Of course, he couldn't be your dad.

You're too young.

Shall I put these away?
Maybe you don't have a place for them.

I have a place.

Peter, there's some tools out back.
A crowbar, some hammers.

Would you bring them to me, please?

What? Now?

Yes, I need to take down this wall.

- Stop, Mama. Don't.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, take it easy.

This was Daddy's house.
You are not going to smash it up.

This was never your daddy's house.
He just let you believe it.

Then whose house is this?

Now, which of you gentlemen
is going to bring me the tools?

That's what you really want?

He kept all your letters.

I guess you don't have
a place for these.

Oh, I have a place.

Did he have any photographs,
postcards?

Pocket, right side.

He never even got to write these.

Ethel Ann, maybe we ought to take
some of this stuff down.

No.

Nobody should touch this wall.

We could make an album.

We could take the photos
and put them in a scrapbook.

This is his wall, this is his house.
I don't want anybody...

Ethel Ann, this is your house.

He left it to you.

He wouldn't like it.

You living here every day,
this stuff staring down at you.

He was gonna build a shed out back.

We'll just use the wood.

Do you want us to build you a shed?

No.

No, I want you to board it up.

Don't touch it, just cover it up.

Is that really what you want?

This Teddy, who was he?

Jimmy?

Sergeant Teddy Gordon.

Rear gunner on B-17337833.

He crashed June 1 st, 1944.

He was killed.

Gordon?

Mrs. Gordon.

All those years,
Daddy lived in another man's house.

I'm getting out of here right now.

- Your mother needs you.
- You shut your mouth.

- Don't you talk to me...
- Shut your mouth!

He loved you.

In spite of all of this, he loved you.

But you never did, did you?

And all of his life,

he knew you locked your love
behind a goddamn wall.

There was no proof.

And it was all I had left of him.

I don't care about him.

You bitch, you shut Daddy out.

And then you shut me out.

All of my life,
all you have ever done is shut us out.

Peter, can I please come stay with you?

Go and get in the car.

You were kids then.

The both of you.

But you haven't been kids for 50 years.

That wall should have come down
a long time ago.

Mrs. Harris?

Mrs. Harris, I brought you the ring.

Gentlemen, the city of Belfast,
dead ahead.

Skip, do you think you could fly
this thing backwards?

- Can't see a damn thing.
Oh, sure, you can.

Just look out your ass
like you always do.

Oh, boy, if the babes of Belfast
only knew what we had in store for them.

Yee-ha!

- Maginty, Mr. Maginty, is it a raid?
- Relax, Michael. It's the Americans.

They've a new base near here.
No, I'm talking to somebody else.

You know what that means?
We're gonna win this bloody war.

- I'll see you tonight.
That should do it.

There will not be a single virgin in Belfast
by the end of the year.

- Hey, Teddy.
- Hi, Teddy.

Hi, Eleanor.

Why don't you join in the party?
Find some girl for yourself.

I'm fixed, thank you.

Shame. Gorgeous man like you.

Hey.

Climb down there.

Don't you know
he's sworn to eternal love?

Just like we are.

I need the powder room.
I won't be long, boys.

Come on.

- I need some air.
- Okay, great.

She is great.

- In every department.
- I'll bet.

Yeah, I'm gonna marry her.

I'm gonna ask her tonight.

- She's very... Hi... Popular.
See you, Jack.

- Come on, Jack, you're drunk.
- You got your girl.

- Why shouldn't I get mine?
- No, get a girl. Fall in love.

Not with Eleanor.

Oh, yeah?
Who should I fall in love with?

How about Ethel Ann?

Don't you walk away from me.

You got your love.

You got her,
and you gave her away to Chuck.

Not me, no, no, I wasn't...
Jack? Jack wasn't good enough.

I did not give her to anybody.

"If I die, pass her on down the line
to good old reliable Chuck.

Who cares?
Who cares what Jack thinks?"

Are you in love with Ethel Ann?

No.

No, I don't love her.

I wouldn't touch her.

I'm gonna marry Eleanor.

Why the hell shouldn't I?

Because she's a tart, Jack.

Oh! Jesus, my ankle!
You broke it, you asshole.

I was lying, of course.

I loved Ethel so much
it hurt just thinking about her.

So did Chuck.

Three guys wanted her,
two of them got her,

and then there was me.

And when my ankle healed,
I signed on for more missions.

Stayed till the end. I didn't need to.
Fifty-two missions.

Jesus, I should have died
a hundred times over.

Somehow I always came back.

And I could see how broken she was.

Oh, real bad.

She depended on Chuck now.

And he needed her.

He'd have lost that eye, but for her.

She wouldn't move out of the house
so he moved in.

I left them to it. I got married.

Three times.

The only good thing
that came out of that was Pete.

And your mom
wouldn't marry Chuck for ten years.

Another five before you came along.

Your dad was so happy to see you.

He nearly died of joy.

Now you know it all.

Do I?

Why did they wait so long to have me?

Oh, I guess she couldn't bring herself
to believe he'd never come back.

I mean, there was no body.
Everything burnt up.

Is he still trying to get you to go back?

She's not going back, Dad.

- How's the Irish kid, Jimmy?
- Jimmy? Oh, jeez.

He's having a ball.

Your mom is taking him everywhere.

Oh, God, he's a funny little guy.

She doesn't talk much,
but, oh, boy, does he make up for it.

She never did have a son.

Well, there you go.

And I guess I was an accident, right?

Excuse me.

"I love you, Chuck. "

I never heard her say those words.
Not once.

Oh, they had good times together.
They made a good couple.

Peter here.
- They never spoke.

They both knew
what was behind that wall,

and they didn't say a damn thing
to each other in 50 years.

Neither did you.

Well, we didn't need to.

Everybody needs to talk.

No, honey.

Everybody needs to cry.

And your mother never did. Not once.

You have to forgive her for that.

Do you ever wish you had just pushed in
and married Mom?

Oh, no, don't...

Oh, no. Oh, no,
don't ask me that, please.

Ask me anything you want,
but please don't ask me that question.

I was dead.

We all got killed or maimed, all of us,
and Teddy didn't choose me.

And when he got killed,
I knew it was my turn to die next,

and I deserved it, I deserved it.

That is not true.

They got a new navigator, just a kid,

and he screwed up.

Sorry.

It was my fault.

I should have been on that plane.

Hey, Teddy, how about that dance
tonight? Get yourself a new girl.

I got me a girl. Same one every night.

Yeah, but she's a long ways away.

Oh, no, sir. She's right here with me.

Ooh, tight squeeze down there.
You mind if I join in?

Langford, Langford,
this is F-Fox 338733

Hell, how low does this cloud go?

All the way down by the look of it.

You guys see anything?

No, negative, skip.

It's pretty dark out there.

Brad, you got a fix?
- Yeah, kind of.

I mean, we should be seeing Belfast
right below.

Navigator, you got a fix or not?

I don't know.
I think one of the beacons is out.

It's not making sense right now.

- Jesus.
- Jesus.

Bloody hell. Skip!

Full flaps, full flaps.

Jesus Christ.

Two hoses! Seven bar pressure!

Michael! Michael Quinlan!
What the devil are you doing up here?

You'll get yourself killed.

- More tea, love?
- Jesus.

Oh, no, thanks, no. Plenty of tea.

He's late.

Very, very late.

He's not late.

Will you just sit down or something?

He's here, Michael.

Oh, thank God, he's here.

He's here.

- Jesus Murphy. Oh!
- Granny.

Don't be dribbling
on my new shirt, Granny.

Look at you.

- Jimmy.
- Mr. Quinlan.

How about you?

- Don't shut the door.
- Why?

- We have a guest.
- Who?

Hello.

Is this your first visit to Belfast?

God, I can remember when there were
hundreds of Yanks around here.

Yeah, lovely people.
We had a great time with them.

I nearly married one of them.

He kept saying to me,
"Would you come back to Branagan?"

- Branagan?
Aye.

Then he broke his... Broke his foot.

And he went back to Branagan.

And I never saw
sight nor sound of him since.

And he was in a fight.

Truly, a fight over me. You wouldn't
believe it now, but he was.

He were gorgeous.

Oh, I'd have had him, all right.

Jack. Jack Etty.

How did you know that?

You mean, your Jack?

- And my granny? That's disgusting.
Shut your mouth, young man.

So you would have known Teddy?

Teddy Gordon.

Teddy? Hold on.

You see, I had so many of them.

Well, no, I mean,
I knew an awful lot of them.

Very friendly people.

Oh, dear.
I have photographs somewhere.

- What are you doing here, Mrs. Harris?
- That's a rude question.

What a question.

It was her idea.

She just bought a ticket and came.

Fantastic.

Oh, right, Okay.
How long have you been there?

Twenty years. I'm going back now.

Dad.

All right.

- Dad.
- Eh?

Wake up, she's gone.

She's gone, huh? She's gone.

To Belfast.

To look for bits of him.

You're drunk.

Huh?

Yeah.

Oh, I have been for some time.

Jack, Dad never told her, did he?

That Teddy made him promise
to marry her.

Hell, no.

Why not?

It's like she had Teddy's permission.

Why didn't you say something?

Because it was
none of my goddamn business!

You're a coward, Dad.

And you're a liar.

You lied to Teddy, you lied to Chuck.

And worst of all, you lied to yourself.

You've always loved Ethel,
go and get her.

Don't be stupid.

Oh, for God's sake, Jack,
go and get her.

She's your mother.

Now, go get her yourself.

No.

You know what?
I have better things in my life to do.

Mr. Quinlan, how was it that night?

Well, they say it hit the ground
somewhere here.

I think this is where I found it.

- The ring?
Aye.

- And you're still finding the pieces?
Oh, aye, lots.

A buzzard.

He's here all the time, you know.

Keeps us company.

How about that? We have them too.

Would you say, Mrs. Harris...?

I'd like to know.

Would you say, on balance,
have you led a happy life?

Well, I have to wait till it's over,
and I'll work that out.

You're a strange man, Mr. Quinlan.

Do you believe in keeping promises,
Mr. Quinlan?

Aye.

What about the promises
you make to the dead?

- Do they count?
- Even more.

I think promises are stupid.

Why?

Well, I promise my granny
I'll wash the dishes,

and I mean to, but I never do.

You're never free of the promises
that you make, you know.

Even if you break them,
you're never free of them.

It's the Germans.
It's the bloody Germans.

It's not the Germans, Granny.

- We have to get out.
- What is it?

Contact, Pound Street, one man down.
Wait out.

Are you all right? Oh, Jesus, I'm so sorry.
It's not usually like this here.

Belfast is a great place, really.

- We have to get out.
- Get out?

- There will be another.
- Another?

Always a second bomb.
We have to get out.

Shit, no pulse. He's a goner.

- Sir, there's another fucking bomb.
- Shit.

Clear the streets!
Get everyone out now!

- Leave him. Pick him up later.
- Yes, sir.

I'm so sorry. I really am.

Come on, Mrs. Harris. Come here.
Granny, don't be bothering with that.

Granny, get out.
Come on, Mrs. Harris, quickly.

Yes, yes.
- Granny, get out.

- Move. Clear the streets.
- You're okay. Quickly.

Move, move.
Come on, top of the street.

You stupid bitch.

Get out the back!
Get out the back door. Go! Go, go.

I've gotta get back.

Right, Chris, get that cover hose on.

- Get them behind the wall.
Go back.

Fergus.

- Fergus.
- Mr. Quinlan.

- I haven't seen you for a while.
- I have friends down here.

- Anyone hurt?
- Only that poor squaddie.

- They want us to go, get him, don't they?
- Aye.

- And blow more of us to pieces.
We need to clear this area.

Take her in, would you? You're okay.

Clear the area.

I said leave this area. Stay clear.

- I need to get to her.
- No, you can't.

- She's my friend.
- You can't. No way.

I told you before, you can't go.
No, come on.

Clear the area immediately.

There's another bomb there.
Get off the street.

Come on, girls.
- You can't go down there.

Stop. You can't go down there.
Come back here.

Oh, my God.

Clear the area.

Oh, God.

- Get back.
- Mr. Quinlan, what the hell are you doing?

Leave me be.
There's something I have to tell her.

Hold it. That's as far as you're going.

This is Pound Street, sir,
but we can't get through.

This is okay.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Thank you.
Get body cover on.

Oh, God. Oh, no. Oh, God.

Mr. Thomas, please, don't do it!
Mr. Thomas!

Mr. Thomas!

Come on, quick as you can.

- Come on.
Jack?

- Come on, quick. Come on.
Jack Etty?

It's Eleanor.

Eleanor Reilly.

- Jesus Christ, Eleanor.
- You must be looking for Teddy's girl.

Yeah, Teddy's girl.

Well, she's over there, but it's...
We've all been evacuated, you know.

There's been one bomb, and there'll be...
Saying there'll be another.

Mr. Thomas, please.

You bloody little idiot.

Get away from here.

You trying to get yourself killed?

We knew he'd be up here somewhere.

Yes.

Thank you, Jimmy.

- I'm sorry, sir, no further.
- No, wait a second, please.

Mrs. Harris.

Come slowly away, please.

There's another bomb here.

I know. You move away.

This is none of your concern,
Mr. Quinlan.

Yes, it is.

Yes, it bloody is.

You might survive, you know that?

Just with bits of you blown off.

Arms, legs, eyes.

I've seen it.

- Teddy wouldn't like that...
- Nope.

Nice try, Mr. Quinlan.

You're a brave man.

No. No, I am not.

Do you think he looked like this
when he crashed?

No. He was alive.

I was there.

Help me.

Please, help.

What?
- Help. Help me, please.

Please, kid, take...

Take the ring.

Promise me to tell her she's free.

Teddy says make her own choice.

Ethel Ann.

Give her the ring.

Promise me.

I promise.

I didn't take it. I should have found you.

Told you what he said.

I looked for it all my life.

The ring.

You were free.

He wanted me to tell you that.

I'm so sorry.

Goodbye.

Ethel.

Please.

We have to go, Mrs. Harris.

Have to go now.

Come on.

No, no, no.

Have you ever been in love,
Mr. Quinlan?

No. Life's hard enough.

So is it possible
to love more than once?

- I know I have.
- That's for sure.

- We've left it a bit late.
- Well, that was my fault.

According to Marie, it was my fault.

I don't know
why I should get all the blame.

Because you're an easy target.
You're getting too old and too fat.

How come none of that
ever happened to you?

It happened to me. Look.

But if you promise to love one person
and no one else forever and ever.

- You can't make promises like that.
- Yes, you can.

You can't keep it.

Well worth making it, though.

I'd love to fly.

I'll take you up some time.

Teddy was gonna take me flying.
He promised.

Oh, Teddy, Teddy, Teddy.

He was the greatest guy in the world
when he was alive.

But once dead, my God,
what a pain in the ass.

What's happening to me?

You're grieving, girl.