Herself

Done.

I'm doing your eyes now.

Okay. Cool.

What do you call that again?

Molly, you know it's her birthmark.

Why do you always ask?

Why do you have it and nobody else, Mam?

I already told you, love, I was born with it.

All right. I was in God's pocket,

and He had me in His art shop, and He said,

"Ah, if I have to find you, I'm just gonna have to give you

"a little mark because there's...

-loads of Sandras in Dublin!" -"Loads of Sandras in Dublin!"

Yeah, well, we won't cover it, then.

-(music stops) -(girls laughing)

Daddy! Daddy!

-Ah! (chuckles) Dance with us, please!

Oh, geez, will yous let me get in the door?

Will you do something for me? Will you go outside and play

-and let me talk to your ma? Oh, Gary.

-Please, I don't want to go out. It's cold out.

-They've coats. No, please.

-Go on. Out. -Please, please.

Now.

Come on. Come here.

-Black Widow. -Now?

Huh?

Taped under a seat of the car.

Oh, you're planning your escape?

Call the guards!

Hurry up, it's me mammy!

Take your fucking money.

You did this. It's your fault.

No.

Here. I'll do it.

Good girl.

Watch out.

Ah, Emma, that is amazing.

Shading and everything.

Can we take a picture and send it to Dad?

You can show him on Saturday.

Oh, okay.

Where will the new house be?

I don't know, love.

Here, do you want to kiss Granny's wedding ring

and make a wish for a new house?

How long has Granny Michelle been in heaven?

Going on six months now, love.

I left my hair bobbin in her house.

Did you sign my test copy?

Yeah, I signed it last night.

SANDRA (sighs): Come on.

WOMAN (on radio): ...hotel will be the tallest in the capital

and is part of a 150-million-euro develop...

Here, don't put that-- here, I'll carry that.

I'll carry it.

Go, go, go.

Gorgeous. Bye.

-You be good in school, yeah? -Bye.

Bye. Love you. Bye.

Here. Take your bag.

Right. Go.

It's only me, Dr. O'Toole.

Sorry I'm late. The traffic this morning...

Oh, fuck off!

-(Peggy sighs) Do you need a hand?

Stupid thing.

Did your one turn up last night?

Oh, God. They sent a replacement.

He tried to put me to bed at half past 6:00.

-Ow! -Sorry. Sorry.

Yes, I'll do that.

-Have you taken your tablets? -Yes.

Just help me through.

I've already wasted half the morning.

Okay.

Oh, how does this bloody thing go?

Get a grip on, on it.

-Up you go. -Right.

Just take it easy now, all right?

Nice and steady. Take your time.

I broke my hip in a field hospital

in Africa, Sandra,

not tripping over in Marks & Spencer's.

Would you please stop making me feel like an old woman?

How's himself behaving? Access visits going okay?

Well, he's been kicked out of the house.

The landlord is selling. He's at his ma's and da's now.

So, he wouldn't do anything there.

Well, if he does, remember you have a three-year safety order.

He lays a hand on you,

it goes straight to the criminal court.

Jo, we can't go on being this far from the school.

You have to keep on to the council about that.

I am, Jo, but it's costing me over 30 euro a week in petrol.

Just keep telling yourself, it's temporary.

Only temporary. Now, hang on.

I have-- Aha!

I got a tip-off.

Kimmage. Fully furnished

and the landlord takes rent supplement.

Give him a buzz.

Thanks.

Oh, Sandra,

I have forms for you to fill.

Hang on.

Jo, I don't have time. I'm late for work.

Go. I'll drop them round.

Sandra, give the men's a good clean, will you?

Young fella left them in an awful state there last night.

Right. It's just that you said

-that I could leave earlier. -What? If you're finished.

You're nowhere near done yet.

Prick.

Tell him to go fuck himself, Sandra.

Where are you living these days, Amy?

A squat, up in Rathmines.

It's a fucking shithole, like,

but the humans are sound, so...

Watch it. Watch it. Do you want a zap?

Oh, dang it. Watch it. Zap!

I'm sorry.

I told Ms. Doyle I would wait with them.

I called ahead to say I was late. Thanks a million.

Mam, we made Saint Brigid crosses.

Aw, deadly. You can show me in the car.

Okay.

Well, Rosa's taking Lucia to the park. Can we go?

Uh, not today, love.

We never get to.

All right, Emma. Another day.

-We have to go. -Maybe we could have a playdate.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. -Yeah! Playdate.

-Playdate. Playdate. -Will I take your number?

Playdate. Playdate.

089-966-4062.

Now you have mine.

No excuses.

Yeah! Dad! Ah!

Oh! There's a hug. Did you miss me?

Yeah. Yeah. Daddy missed you.

Go on. I'll see you in a few days.

Come on, Molly, sweetheart, please.

She's got a cough.

There's medicine in her bag.

I'd say five mils will do at bedtime.

Okay, great. Yeah.

Because I've never actually been a dad before.

Don't be making a scene, Gary.

I don't want the neighbors thinking that my son

is any more of a fuckup than he already is.

Bye.

If yous are having a row, get inside.

Home sweet home, huh?

Granny Tina.

Look, what are we doing, Sandra?

Do you think this is good for the girls?

No.

Miss? Miss?

Excuse me.

May I remind you of the rules? You can't come through here.

(classical music playing on radio)

All right, that's me, Dr. O'Toole.

Mind yourself on the floor, there. It's still drying.

I'll talk to you.

Don't know why we bothered.

None of us are gonna get to see this gaff.

Told you. Should've worn me suit.

Sorry, guys.