In My Father's Den

One Day,in a town at the edge of the world.

The tide went out and never returned.

The sea just left without warning.

At first people were little more than puzzled.

They continued to gossip and fight over the same old things.

But soon a silence began to permeate the township.

A desert of unbelievable magnitude was beginning to form before their very eyes.

We come together as family and friends

to farewell him and to grieve him.

we think especially of you, his family

Andrew, Penny, Jonathan.

For the loss of a father, a father-in-law and grandfather.

Part of our grief may be regret for things done

or left undone.

words said...

...or words never said.

Yes?

Is Andrew there?

You must be Paul.

Please, come in.

I'm Penny.

- Hi,Penny. - Andrew's wife.

Ah, they're in here.

Andrew?

Sorry...

My plane was delayed in Hong Kong.

Paul?

Thanks.

- Andrew? - Thanks.

Jonathan.

So, how's London? Is that where you're based?

Actually I'm spending more time in Istanbul these days.

Oh Jesus, fuck it, my balance is completely... fuck.

It's fine, really.

You have a nice place. You've done well.

I'll get Penny to make up a bed in a spare room.

- No that's fine. I made reservations from London. No,really,it's no trouble.

No it's done. Andrew it's done. Thank you.

So...

He's gone.

Yeah.

Paul, wait!

Paul, wait!

Paul, come back!

Paul, don't leave!

Paul!

Andrew!

Shit!The lawyers.

Oh fuck!Sorry.

Sorry, I wanted to be there.

Slept in. How did it go?

He left you a third.

Well... you deserve two thirds.

He left me a third as well.

And the rest?

He left it to a charity.

Listen, I need to move on this,

We need to clear the orchard and the cottage. I can't wait around, Paul.

I made an appointment for you to see the lawyer on Tuesday.

Well, I'll drop by and see him later.

You can't just drop by and see

you can't just drop by and see them, Paul.

Right.

Hey you know what?

Another job came through. So

I'm leaving, tomorrow.

Well you obviously have more important things.

I'll see you in another 17 years.

Come on Andrew, don't be such an old

Come on Andew, don't what?

How long have you been here, Paul? Two days?

Forget the fact that this all just leaves me and

you're just like when mum died.

Oh leave mum the fuck out of it, Andrew.

At least have the decency to do that.

Decency?

You think you're the one being decent?

Swanning in here like some bloody film star with your accent?

You know nothing about me, Andrew.

Listen, he would have wanted you to have these.

I almost forgot.

They handed me this at the council meeting.

You dropped it at the pub the afternoon of the service.

It could be useful getting home.

You didn't have to lie to me, Paul.

We weren't expecting you in the first place.

That's good wine you're spilling.

How did you find this place?

I heard music.

Mom doesn't know about this place?

No, she doesn't.

It's OK.

You can stay.

One day in a town at the edge of the world.

The tide went out and never returned.

When do you think you'll learn?

As soon as we get these blood samples back and the swabs, a couple of days.

I've extended my trip. I'll sort the house out.

Paul

Thanks.

Green tea.

What's he doing down there?

There's been an outbreak of some virus. I'm praying they're okay.

He cares about you, Paul.

He never told Jonathan about me.

We each have our own way of dealing with things.

I can't believe how much you look like mum.

Who is she?

That's hope.

Is she crying?

She's thinking.

About what?

Many things.

Turin Brakes "Full Of Stars"

Jesus!

What are you doing here?

It's just a place that I found that no one else comes to, I just...

Did he let you come here?

No.

No one knows that I come here.

I should probably go.

Yeah, I think you should.

I'll give you a couple of minutes to get your shit together and get out.

Paulie!

- Paulie Prior? - Hey, Winnie.

Look who it is

How are you doing?

I was looking for you at the service and I thought

I bet the little bugger is here somewhere. And I dont' even recognize him.

Ah no I had some complications.

Oh that's a shame. Hey you remember Pat.

Pat, look, look who it is. It's Paulie

Miss Seager!

Well, well...

Hey, Paul.

I had no idea you were still here.

What? you thought I'd dropped off the face of the earth?

And he even has the fancy bloomin plummy accent.

War zones.

From the genocide in Ruwanda

to the ceaseless fighting in the Middle East

and the horrors of the Bosnian conflict.

War zones have been both home and work

for the last decade to the man you are about to meet.

A man whose dedication and courage

has gained him an international reputation of the highest merit.

Not to mention

the numerous awards he has received for both his articles and photographs,

and that he is an old dear student of mine

who I taught in these very buildings.

I present to you Paul Prior.

Thank you.

That was a very generous introduction, Miss Seagar.

Yeah, my school reports were never that good.

The truth is that

I've been called many things,

many worse things since I last stepped foot in this building

vulture, parasite,leech

And it's amazing how insults in most languages sound pretty much the same.

I was once

held captive for three days and publicly urinated on.

I don't really know what to say,

but I'd be happy to answer any questions that you might have.

He was a finalist for the Pulitzer

Pulitzer? What the hell is that?

It's a huge prize.

He had a one in three chance of winning it as well.

How do you know this shit?

I read an interview.

Sounds like a lone wolf.

That reminds me, I'm thinking of getting a tattoo.

A little unicorn, right here.

Why?

Steve has exactly the same one?

No I just think it would be cool.

So anyway.

How'd it go with Jake?

Piss off.

Tell me!

Well...

first of all we had a moonlight stroll down the beach

and a candle light dinner

and then he told me what beautiful eyes I had.

Really?

No, you dyke.

He only got drinks to go on the Big Day Out.

You know he was like

Yo man. Yo bitch.

And I think it should be quite so obvious.

I was reading the local rag today.

Front page.

Oh God.

I'd forgotten how quiet is, really.

I've had this bloody ringing in my ears ever since I got here.

Maybe the change here will do you good.

Like I said, if you ever get bored photographing war.

You weren't being serious, were you?

I'm three staff down, Paul.

I know it might sound desperate, but

Pat, I'd be hopeless, I've never taught in my life. Come on.