My Way Home

It has been a long, tiring journey.

Many evil things have been sent down to try us.

But we didn't give up.

- Hip-hip... - Hooray!

- Hip-hip... - Hooray!

- Hip-hip... - Hooray!

Quiet!

We will now say grace.

For what we are about to receive,

may the Lord make us truly thankful.

For Jesus Christ's sake.

Amen.

Very good!

Great!

How's that?

All right?

Send it up.

What's the pudding like?

Good.

Hold it straight.

That's it.

It's not too bad, is it?

What's the matter, son, eh?

Don't you like it, eh?

Come on.

You'll never be a big chap if you don't eat this.

Andrew.

What's the matter, son?

Want to come and sit over at my table, eh?

Come on.

We'll go and sit over there.

It will be nicer.

Sit over in my place.

Pull your chair in.

There we are.

Now, then.

Let's try a spot of this stuff.

It's very good. I just had some.

Come on, come on.

That's it.

That's it. I'll put a drop more brandy in it for you, shall I?

There's a spot with some brandy. Try that one.

Good boy.

All right, isn't it?

Good lad. Good lad.

I thought you'd lost the use of your armsjust now.

Good boy, splendid.

Fine.

There we are.

Not bad at all.

Shall I play you a tune while you're eating, eh?

Ha! Music while you eat.

Oh...

I'm not very good.

Oh, he's doing very well.

Very well.

Your interest is a bit late, don't you think?

Ah, well, he's still my son, isn't he?

I mean, when all's said and done...

Hm.

So you want to make amends?

Your son wants to be a painter.

Aye, well, there's plenty of houses today, isn't there?

No, he wants to paint pictures.

Oh.

Is that what he's good at, then?

He should go to an art school.

Aye, well, that's all right with me.

You know, um...

education, it's a...

It's a great thing.

Have a good day.

That's the way, you see.

You never know what they're going to do, you see, when they grow up.

- Keep well. - I will. And I'm very grateful, Headmaster.

Don't you worry.

I've just had a little chat with your father.

We might as well face it.

He's never in all his life done anything for you.

Has he, son?

He left the job of looking after you to his old mother.

And she didn't exactly put out the welcome home flags for you.

Look, I'll be quite frank with you, Jamie.

I'm not too happy at you going back.

Anyway, for all our ups and downs, I imagine you would miss me, wouldn't you, son?

Look, I can't stop your father from taking you.

On the other hand,

you don't have to go, son.

If you just wait here, I'll see if it's all right.

What the fuck are you doing back here?

- You're telling me to shut up. - Aye, you're right.

You tell your whore to shut up.

Off your head, that's what I'm telling you!

You go away to hell and you stay there, right?

Archie! Archie!

Never mind the bugger. He's not bloody worth it.

Bugger him. Come on.

Welcome home, son.

Thanks.

Jamie!

Have you got something inside your belly?

Jamie!

Jamie!

Any more of that, my boy, and I'll boot your arse for you.

- What did I tell you? - Ah, go to hell!

Are you all right, son?

You shouldn't have run away like that, you know.

The wife was only trying to help.

And she's made up a bed for you.

Come on, son.

I want to stay with my gran.

Why did you want to remove my name?

I didn't. It just faded.

Why did you want to remove my name?

It just faded.

You want the world to think I didn't care for you?

It was a nice present.

Why did you want to hurt me?

I didn't do it!

I didn't do it!

I didn't do it!

You're not right in the head.

My ma says you got it from your mother.

Here, you two. Here, come on, you.

Get a move on, eh?

I want to be an artist.

And what kind of a job is that?

I've bloody well asked you a question.

He must think he's better than us.

You shut your bloody mouth!

An artist?

Don't come here with your highfalutin ideas!

You go and do an honest day's work and get some dirt on your hands!

If you were meant to be different, you'd have been born different!

This is your place in life!

Oh, come on, boys!

OK, girls, after them!

Jamie!

If I run or walk, it doesn't make any difference.

It always comes to the same thing at the end.

Now, I think you might have a wee look at yourself, eh?

They may be a wee thing big for you.

But, still, it's a pity to waste them.

Aye, I think you look pretty smart.

You look like a gentleman.

What do you want?

I'm looking for somebody called Gaskni.

I beg your pardon?

Gaskni.

Let me see that.

Good Lord! That's not Gaskni.

That's Gascoigne, you fool.

- Pressure. - On your right. On your right.

~ I know that my redeemer liveth

~ And that He shall stand

~ Shall stand

~ At the latter day upon the earth

~ I know that my redeemer liveth

~ And though worms destroy this body

~ Yet in my flesh shall I see God

~ Yet in my flesh shall I see God

~ Shall I see God