All language subtitles for Rebellion.s01e01.Episode.1.of.5-eng

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♪ Three little maids
from school are we.

♪ Pert as a schoolgirl well can be.

♪ Filled to the brim
with girlish glee.

♪ Three little maids from school.

♪ Everything is a
source of fun, hahahahaha

♪ Nobody's safe for
we care for none, hahahahaha

♪ Life is a joke
that's just begun, hahahahaha

♪ Three little maids from school

♪ Three little maids who all unwary

♪ Come from a ladies' seminary.

♪ Freed from its genius tutelary.

♪ Three little maids from school.

♪ Three little maids from school.

APPLAUSE

Well done Miss.

- I'll see you upstairs.
- Miss Butler.

Jimmy.

I wanted to thank
you for the ticket.

You enjoyed it?

I enjoyed seeing you.

Aren't socialists
allowed to have fun?

Flynn Cork's apartment
sis, Steven's waiting.

I'll be with you in a moment Harry.

Come on hurry up.

Would you like to come and join us?

No, no, I'd better head home.

Okay.

For the next meeting, see you there?

You will indeed Mr. Mann, goodnight.

- Are you sure Frances?
- It's a great offer.

Won't the nuns want you to go
back to Galway to teach for them?

Maybe but I want to stay,
things are happening here.

Well, if you're sure I'm sure.

Look forward together,
the world and we are young.

Mr. Hammond.

I just wanted to congratulate
you on your performance tonight.

To both of you.

No escape now sis.

Found her.

At last.

I want to talk.

Congratulations
darling you were wonderful.

Wasn't she Edward?

You're a credit to us at least.

Thank you daddy, Mummy.

I thought I lost you.

Steven, how are you?

CLINK OF GLASS

Ladies and gentlemen let us raise our
glasses for our very own three Graces.

Miss May Lacey.

Miss Francis O'Flaherty.

And my beautiful fiancee,
my very own Yum Yum.

That's my sister, you dirty dog.

LAUGHTER

Miss Elizabeth Butler.

To the three little maids.

Three little maids.

DISTANT PEEL OF CHURCH BELLS

That's it, it's war.

PEEL OF CHURCH BELLS

Looking for company mister?

There he is.

Howya Art?

So it's war.

It's not our war.

Since when did we
have a choice brother?

Let us Irish show the king through
our unfailing support that his trust

in our loyalty has not been
misplaced and when it is over we

will welcome him to open our
new Parliament here in Dublin.

♪ God save our gracious King.

♪ Long live our noble King,

♪ God save the King.

♪ Send him victorious,

♪ Happy and glorious.

♪ Long to reign over us.

♪ God save the King.

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No conscription for Ireland.

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No conscription for Ireland.

Let English men fight
English wars, thank you sir.

No conscription for Ireland.

Nice to be home though.

Hello.

Fancy a fuck fellows?

I would but I'm a family man.

No conscription for Ireland.

You should be
fighting for your own country.

That's what we're doing,
fighting for our King and country.

No you're a traitor.

Nobody calls me a
traitor, especially not me own.

I am.

- If you weren't a lassie...
- What, you'd shoot me, do it then.

It'll be the first bullet fired
in the fight for Irish freedom.

Freedom my royal Irish arse.

No conscription for Ireland.

No conscription for Ireland.

You boys should be at home, you shouldn't
be fighting when it's not your war.

Drag her into the trenches with us.

Hello, how are you?

I'd like to buy some flowers please.

Yes what would you like?

Oh, these are very
pretty, aren't they?

Morning Constable O'Brien.

Morning Miss Lacey.

Don't let me
interrupt your morning smoke.

- I like your flowers.
- Thanks very much, I couldn't resist.

Left, left, left, right, left.

Left, left, left, right, left.

Sure look at that lot!

They're not hurting anyone.

Not with them sticks they're not.

Morning Miss.

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Morning.

Secret orders for the immediate round
up of the so-called Sinn Fein faction.

All their names, addresses and secret
arms stashes, it's in cipher of course.

Since for some perverse reason
many of the people treasonable to

England are to be found in the lower
ranks of the government service.

Such orders would have to be
sanctioned by the chief secretary

Mr. Birrell, who's
currently in London.

Damn it Hammond, we must act!

There's every indication
some kind of attack is imminent!

Your misgivings have been noted and
shall be conveyed to Sir Matthew,

but affairs in Ireland
are delicately poised.

Yes they're
delicately poised all right.

I've heard from a contact in
the admiralty, messages have been

intercepted from the Germans.

Guns, and who knows
what else, for an attack here.

That's as maybe, but we've not
been advised of that officially.

Good day to you sir.

DOOR CLOSES

Do you think they're right?

It does not matter what I think.

I'm a civil servant.

You better have someone decipher
this for me, make a look like

we're doing something,
keep the general off my back.

Why don't we go
to Corless' for lunch?

That always cheers you up.

This cheers me up.

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KNOCKING

- Is the Countess still here?
- You nearly missed her.

I'm sorry Dr. Lynn.

Elizabeth Butler, madam.

Point it at me.

LOUD CLICK

You must do it like you mean it.

Here, practice with this.

Hmm?

Drink up.

You'll be in my battalion, we'll
be taking St. Stephen's Green.

This will be our
rear operating base.

Forward march Lieutenant,
lovely lines, eyes right.

There you are Harry,
good of you to come.

And George what are you doing
here, what happened to Belfast?

Couldn't get
enough of dirty old Dublin.

He's back devilling
for his people master.

I'm acting as junior for Mr. Wiley.

- What about your father?
- Joined the separates.

Big fall-out when daddy Wilson
secured the war ministry contract

through his friend Mr. Carson.

What about you, we've
read about you in dispatches?

Those who can be
bothered to read such things.

Sounds like hell.

To the Arts Club for an eye opener?

- No there's something I have to do.
- I'm needed in the office.

Spoilsports!

Gentlemen.

- Ah, howya Arthur?
- Howya?

- Haven't seen you in ages.
- Glad to see you.

(Kids) Go on hit him, hit him.

(Voice in background)
Enough of that now.

I said enough!

I wouldn't do that if I was you son.

Da!

- Howya?
- Good.

Look at ya.

Bit taller and more freckles.

- See you've been cutting your hair.
- Yeah.

What is this?

Uncle Jimmy made it for me.

Oh, did he now.

He said he'd get me a
uniform like his when I'm older.

Hold that.

Why don't you try this on for size.

It's the real thing.

Have a look at this.

A Luger, I took that
from a Turkish officer.

Did you shoot him?

No, no, I won it in a bet.

Top of the pit isn't it?

Come on, away home.

How's your ma and the girls?

Liza where have you been?

College.

Surgeons is
closed for Easter surely.

Dr. Lynn has allowed us to
rehearse there and to take some stage

properties over to
the theatre this afternoon.

I'm afraid that won't be possible.

Why not?

You have a visitor.

Who?

Stephen.

Stephen?

He's waiting upstairs.

Go on, go see him.

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Howya yis?

It's been a long time, welcome home.

Thank you, great to be back.

- Gentlemen.
- Arthur, howya?

I swear you've grown since yesterday.

Tomorrow we're not going to
be able to get these on you at all.

You have an old pair
of Minnie's to give her, Peg?

I set aside a little
to buy her a new pair.

Make sure they're big
enough to fit a baby cart horse.

Uncle Jimmy, Ma, he's back.

Peg of my heart, come here to me.

Oh, I've missed you.

We've missed you too.

Who is this little lady?

Isn't he the fine
man in his uniform.

You've practically grown already.

There you go.

Da!

And Sadie, look at the
size of ya, come here to me.

Give your old man a hug.

Let me look at you, are you
keeping your brother out of trouble?

And you're growing fast.

Good girl, good girl.

Good girl yourself.

Jim, come here.

Why don't you run down to
O'Hegarty's, get your old man some

rashers, some eggs, a large bottle.
- Yeah.

- Where's Minnie?
- She's working.

Ah, yeah, where?

Star of the Sea.

What, the laundry?

It's something Art, and
Jimmy's still blacklisted.

Why don't you have
the separation money?

Couldn't get by without
it love, she's getting older.

We need the money.

I better go.

There's a job they want
me down for at Liberty Hall.

Why don't I take the kids to Mrs. Lamberts
and give you to two a chance to catch up.

That'd be great, thanks Jim.

Come on missy, let's go.

You're coming with me too.

I'm sure it takes time Stephen.

You've only got two weeks
leave before you go back.

You must get some rest and see your
mother and take some time in Wexford.

I spoke to your father.

He -- he's given his permission
for us to marry, next Monday.

It won't change anything, you must
continue your medical studies and

afterwards children and the rest and
when the Parliament moves to Dublin

you'll be closer to your parents.
- Stephen don't.

You're mother is so, so pleased
she's already sent to the dress

makers and the shoe makers
and the Lord knows who else.

Is it safe to come in?

I'm sorry...

Your father felt we
should mark the occasion.

And your brother
suggested we mark it with fizz.

Well done Stephen.

- Liza.
- Father.

Well done Stephen.

Thank you Sylvester.

I've talked to the Provost of Trinity, he
says the college chapel could be used.

So shall all the Gods of Eireann,
protestant and catholic be pleased

with this union.

The toast is my duty I believe Harry.

Marriage of
Stephen and my own Liza.

Is this the vintage Harry?

Only the best for our Liz and best
of luck to you Stephen, you're going

to need it with us as your in-laws.

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Don't over fill the jam tin Milo,
it'll blow before you throw it.

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That's a great job
you're doing there Cormac.

No lover ever caressed his bride more
fondly than I, my lovely long Lee Enfield.

I hope you can distinguish between
it and your true love when the time

comes, but for the
moment we are soldiers.

DOOR OPENS

Commandant Pearse.

We've had word from our Castle contact,
Ms. O'Flaherty, another search.

Are we going out on manoeuvres Sir?

Soon Cormac, manoeuvres from
which not all of us will return.

Like Cu Chulainn, we'll welcome
death in battle as a glorious thing.

And God grant we'll all
live in eternal glory like him.

Right lads guns to infirmary and take as much
ammunition as you can hide about yourselves.

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Let's go, let's go.

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This is an empire Hammond, its fate
does not hang upon the word of a

schoolboy or the fantasies
of some crack brain school master.

I will not bother the
cabinet with rumour and innuendo.

Yes, Sir Matthew.

Do you and Mrs. Hammond have
plans for the Easter weekend?

We hope to visit family friends.

I hope she has a pleasant stay but
she should probably return to London

soon, best we're not
distracted, eh Hammond?

Yes, Sir Matthew.

Carry on Hammond.

Hello.

Tea is on the table.

Fresh laundry in the hot press.

Don't be disturbing me,
because I am going six spades.

That new bridge game is worse
than the gin when it comes to the

ruination of old ladies.

May?

I've been seeing someone Frances.

That's good isn't it, courting?

We're not courting.

He's English.

I'm sure some of them
know how to court at least.

And I've nothing
against them as individuals.

It's Mr. Hammond.

Isn't he married?

Now he does sound like the kind of
Englishman I object to, comes over here...

It's not over Fran,
he doesn't want it to be.

He's selling the cow
instead of supping the milk.

Oh May, I'm sorry.

You've no reason to be afraid,
but there is no future for you

with a married English man,
you'll always come off second best.

- But Fran...
- No, you can't trust them.

Actually there was something
I hoped you could do for me.

There's a document at the Castle,
orders to arrest all the leaders of

the volunteers and Sinn Fein.
- How would you know about that?

If we could get a hold of it and
publish it, all the volunteers will

think the organisation's going to be
suppressed and they'll come out for us.

- They'd never suspect you May.
- I took an oath Fran.

But sure
Mr. Hammond would protect you.

No Frances!

This door here, Liberty Hall.

It's a fair weight miss.

Here, here let me.

I thought you
believed in women's equality.

- I do.
- Good.

Thank you.

Not bad for a girl.

Are ye trying to show me up?

You're doing all right for a fella.

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I met the Countess.

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Oh yeah, madame herself.

She's said we're taking
Stephen's Green, it must be soon.

This Sunday's mobilisation I'd guess.

Volunteers have been
called out on route marches too.

Perhaps it would be for the
best if it was this Sunday.

- You're an impatient revolutionary.
- Stephen's home on leave.

We're to be married next Monday.

Congratulations.

Will it be any
different after we go out?

Everything is going
to be different isn't it?

English are going to be driven out.

High windows of the rich pulled down.

Including my father's.

He's welcome to join us if he wants, as
long as he's prepared to share his wealth.

I'll ask him so.

Are you up for this for real Liz?

The English have treated this
country shamefully, and the rich,

my father included,
have treated the poor worse.

The worst slums in Europe they say.

I know I live there.

I'm up for this.

I should be going.

What if you didn't?

What if this wasn't a bed
in a hotel room but our own bed?

And where is that bed?

In a house by the sea.

- West Sussex.
- West Cork.

Of course.

And you'd have a desk, where
you'd sit and write your books.

You'd have a garden
where you grew flowers.

And have children.

- How many?
- Three.

- That all?
- Five.

Two boys and three
beautiful girls like you.

And I'd insist that
they were all called May.

(Laughs)

Vee? Over here.

Darling.

How pleasant to see you.

You didn't have
to come all this way.

Oh yes I did.

Shall we?

Well the paper's too big so we need a
larger typeface, but the ink is good.

- Print it in two halves.
- Print what Jimmy man?

I thought your rag was banned.

It's not going to stop us.

What's this?

Irish Citizen Army.

Putting on a play are yis?

Kathleen Ni Shuilbhean, Yeats.

I thought your socialists were against
all nations and nationalists.

We're all against empires and the
boot licking rats who work for them.

Joining our union, detective?

I would put that away if I were you.

Get out.

Get out you puffed
up buffoon, get out.

Your day will come Connolly.

Armed guard on both
entrances until it's time.

So slender.

Slender as I was when I married your
father, though they say men admire

the fuller figure.

A sign of good health
and child bearing potential.

Medically it makes no difference mother and
does it really matter what men admire?

What men admire and don't admire is
important Liza whether you like it or not.

I don't know what you think you're
playing at but once you're married it

will all have to stop.

Gaelic culture,
theatre, all very well but...

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

A good marriage is the only way for
a woman to secure her future Eliza.

Yes?

For Ms Elizabeth Butler madam, for
the performance, from Mr. Connolly

the producer, to keep them safe.

I'm terrible sorry but
we just don't have the space.

Good evening gentlemen.

We can put them in the
provisions room out back mummy.

It's only for a few days,
they'll be gone before Monday.

Right lads.

This way.

Mr. Hammond please.

I am afraid he's
actually in a meet...

Mrs. Hammond.

Yes.

- Ms. Lacey, I'm Mr. Hammond's...
- I know.

I'll see if he's free.

These orders of General Lowe and
I'll need to speak to Sir Matthew.

- Darling.
- Vee.

I thought I'd come and relieve
you of the tedium of generals and Sir

Matthew and stenography and we have the
tedium of that damp little place in Dalkey.

Such a pity daddy couldn't
find you somewhere more exotic.

I'm terribly sorry.

I just meant
somewhere more different.

India or Africa again, you're practically
the same as us dear, aren't you?

What a splendid surprise
and just in time for lunch.

You have a club don't you?

It's full of tedious types like me.

Let's go to Corless'.

Proper local colour.

Sounds much more fun.

What about Sir Matthew Mr. Hammond?

First thing after
lunch if he's available.

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- How many?
- A couple of cases.

I hope Mr. Connolly and Mr. Pearse's
proclamation isn't too long all the

same, although I wouldn't
bet on it with those two.

What about ornamentals,
going to have to look proper.

The same ones the Lord Lieutenant
used to sign his name with.

The drunken auld bastard.

Heard he used them
for other things too.

Jesus, you can still
smell the whiskey off it.

Something wrong sis?

Wanted to ask you a favour.

Wanted you to ask you one too.

You first.

Well, the allowance pater
keeps me on is simply scandalous.

I can barely keep
body and soul together on it.

I get by fine on mine.

You're a fillie, you
don't have to pay for anything.

And a socialist to boot,
so you can embrace poverty.

Come on sis, you
know I can't help myself.

So if you don't help me I'll have to find
it elsewhere, Stephen's worth a bob or two.

I know it wasn't just the parliamentary
seat his old man left him.

What's wrong?

Second thoughts?

No.

So what about your people's army?

I'm not going to listen to
you if you're going to be cynical.

In an age of excessive ideals
the cynic is the true rebel.

I'm being serious.

So am I.

My cynicism hides my deep scepticism
the potential for ideals to increase

human happiness by one jot.

It's been decided Hammond.

But General Lowe's orders...

Lowe's a soldier
and soldiers want to act.

And the decoded German messages Sir.

I know about the decoded German
messages, but our hands are tied.

I think it might
be worth looking into Sir.

Well you look into it Charles and then you
come and report back to me all right.

- Yes sir.
- Very good.

G Division left these
personality files up for you.

Shall I leave a message at your home for
Mrs. Hammond to say that you'll be late?

No, I'll call her myself thank you.

May.

Yes, sir.

Is something wrong May?

No, why would there be Mr. Hammond?

You're free to leave.

- Evening.
- Evening.

- Constable O'Brien.
- Ms. Lacey.

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May, I don't know how to thank you.

- I don't know what I was thinking.
- You're a brick.

I'll lose my job.

Go to prison.

We all must be prepared to
make sacrifices for our nation.

Which nation?

You're planning against my nation.

Has your English man so turned your head
you can't see you're own people anymore?

Has Mr. Pearse so turned yours that you
don't know what's right from wrong anymore?

So it's right to be
fucked by a married English?

I would rather be fucked by an English
man than brainwashed by an Irish man.

Ms. O'Flaherty
works for me gentlemen.

This is the document.

Thank you Frances
and thank your friend.

I'm glad I could play my part.

You may go.

- Minnie, are you all right?
- Yeah.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to Biddy's.

You'd want to watch too,
he's in a rage with you.

There he is now.

Welcome skiver.

You forced me to take the
king's shilling but you think I like

fighting for the British army?

While I'm away getting shot at by
Turks, you live off of my shillings

that the King pays
me, you'll spend it gladly.

Yeah, with my wife and my young ones
and now I know you've showed great

consideration, you got my
older daughter a job in a laundry.

I work when I can
Art, just doing me best.

- Yeah, yeah I bet you do, yeah.
- Yeah.

And do they pay you really
well down in Liberty Hall?

Liberty doesn't have a price.

And all the rest it of it and I'm
the one who gets called a traitor.

Art...

Art please.

Don't defend him,
get out of the way.

No, please.

What is this doing in my house?

You brought a gun home.

- I'm a soldier.
- So am I.

The Irish Citizen Army and I suppose
this thing here is for taking a pop

at agents of British
oppression, yeah, people like me.

How does it feel to
be on the other end of it?

Take it!

Joke of a thing
for a joke of an army.

I want it and you out of here now,
you're not welcome here anymore.

But Art when you're away...

When I'm away what?

Jimmy's a great
help with the kids is all.

Oh yeah I bet he is.

You're going to have to do
without that help from now on.

You get your own wife
Jimmy, get your own family.

You've overstayed your welcome,
you and your workers revolution.

Jimmy, Jimmy, don't go.

What else has he
been helping you with?

- What do you think?
- Sit down you.

- Stop.
- Move it!

Art.

Jim, don't go Jim.

LOUD CRASH

Yeah, yeah.

BABY CRIES

May.

Hello Elizabeth.

- So lovely to see you.
- And you.

Gosh, it's been an age.

I know, sure I've been
very busy in the Castle.

- I'm sure you have with your studies.
- Yes.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

How have you been May?

Good.

You're almost a
doctor now, aren't you?

- Nearly.
- There's something I need to ask you.

Are you certain.

What will you do?

Well, I can't go back to the
Castle once I begin to show.

That might not be such a bad thing.

That was my life Elizabeth.

What about home?

And shame my father?

They're not very understanding
of fallen women in Dublin,

let alone small town Cork.

You could go to England.

Have the baby in
secret and have it adopted.

I could lend you the money.

Thank you, that's very kind of you.

The father will be delighted.

We've been talking about marriage
so we'll just have to do it sooner.

Thank you Elizabeth.

What was it like?

It was amazing.

I hope you'll be
happy too Elizabeth.

You always did everything right.

Oh, you didn't used
to like whiskey Stephen.

I discovered its medicinal power
when we were convalescing in Malta.

All better now?

Enough to be sent back out
again to France in ten days.

It's just a bit of shrapnel.

Big push coming they say.

I'll get through it knowing
that Lizzy is there for me.

And what about your Ingrid, Georgie, are
you going to make an honest woman of her?

When I can afford it.

Are things still
bad with your father?

I wouldn't take
his money if he offered.

Take what's on offer when it's
on offer is my motto, because it

mightn't be offered again.

The munitions he's manufacturing
are for our side George.

And what is our side fighting for?

So that the English will
have to grant us home rule after.

And that the Ulster Volunteers
are fighting so that they don't.

They've legislated for it.

Look all I'm saying is I don't think anyone
believes that it's going to be brought in.

And what do people believe then?

That we're sitting on a bomb.

And I believe we should
be having a good time.

You two girls fancy a drink?

What you are you offering?

The hard stuff.

Want to watch you so.

Now, what pro quo
do I get for my quid?

Don't mind him, we're fine, thanks.

Speak for yourself.

Which one of you is
going to sit on my knee?

I don't know what
you take us for mister.

I take you for a good time.

Don't be giving it away for free.

Who said I was giving
anything away for free?

You are not like that Minnie.

He smells nice.

See, at least someone's in the mood.

Now ladies, those
drinks I promised you.

Barman, give me a few
glasses here for the ladies.

- How many?
- 20,000 they estimate.

A German ship and 20,000 guns
escaped our naval blockade and made

it to the coast of Ireland.

Well the admiralty knew but didn't
act or the German's would have known

we cracked their code.
- They'd sooner risk a rebellion here.

Well, thankfully it was intercepted.

- And where is this traitor Casement?
- Under arrest in Tralee.

- Have him sent straight to London.
- Yes sir.

And in secret, the last
thing we want is a martyr.

And as for their collaborators in
our administration, deal with them.

Yes, sir.

Once you go out with us
there'll be no going back.

I'll be going out with you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

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Where are you off to
at this hour of the day May?

I'm going to
England on the early boat.

You can't.

I'm paid up to the end of the month.

I don't care about the money love.

- What's happened?
- I'm sorry Aunt Lilly.

Is it a fella?

I'll have my trunk sent on,
goodbye Aunt Lilly.

Ms. Lacy?

Sergeant.

I've been asked to
fetch you to the Castle.

It's Easter weekend.

What does it concern?

Follow me.

Of course Sergeant.