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Dear Donal, any chance of you visiting Glenrothan?
Ah, it'd be good to see ya.
My health hasnae been that great but, ah, you know,
I'm still alive and kicking.
It's been a while now.
Nearly 40 years since you left for America.
That's a long old time.
Big changes here.
You'd hardly recognise the place.
So, how about it?
I would be very happy to extend a warm welcome.
Your brother, Sandy.
Ah...
Oh...
So, you finally wrote that letter.
Do you want me to post it for you? Save you a trip?
You're a master distiller, Jess, not the postie.
I think I can manage a walk to the post office by myself.
I know you can. Just saving you the bother.
You've read it then?
Uh-huh.
Chock-full of sex and drugs.
Dearie, dearie me.
My wee brother. What's he like?
Like himself, Sandy.
Exactly like himself.
Aye.
-(GENTLE MUSIC) -(DOOR OPENS)
-(MAN CROONING) -(SIRENS BLARING)
Chicago is next.
Have a great evening, folks...
♪ You thru and thru
♪ To find what 15 cents could do
♪ One meatball
♪ One meatball
♪ He could afford but one meatball ♪
Come on up here, Amy!
-My daughter, Amy! -(AUDIENCE CHEERS AND APPLAUDS)
This girl shoots from the hip.
Yeah, Amy! -(WHISTLING)
♪ He told the waiter near at hand
♪ A simple dinner he had planned
♪ The guests were startled one and all
♪ To hear that waiter loudly call...
♪ "One meatball
♪ One meatball
♪ This here gent gets one meatball" ♪
Woo!
♪ The little man felt ill at ease
♪ Said, "Some bread, Sir if you please"
♪ The waiter hollered down the hall
♪ "You gets no bread with one meatball!"
♪ One meatball
♪ And no spaghetti One meatball
♪ You gets no bread with one...
♪ You gets no bread with one meatball! ♪
Dad? Mhm? What?
Dad, wake up!
- Huh? What? - No, you've got to wake up.
There's been a fire at the club.
- What? - The whole place, it's-- it's...
Oh, Jesus!
Someone get the ladder. We've gotta go!
Hook it up to the fire hydrant.
Oh, Jesus!
It's not the end of the world, Dad. Nobody was hurt.
We're insured. We can build this place back up.
Sure we can, yeah.
It's the perfect time to go for a little trip.
Well, don't let me stop you.
No, you're gonna come with us. You, me and Sasha.
We're gonna go see Uncle Sandy.
No, no.
Amy, I can't. I've got stuff to do here.
Important stuff. It's been too long.
And you know I never look back.
And what about this letter, huh?
Where did you find that?
In one of your pockets.
While I was sorting through the chaos that is your apartment.
"Dear Donal, would be nice to see you.
"My health isn't that great.
"It's been almost 40 years now.
"That's quite a long time".
Sasha and I go to Glenrothan every year.
And we ask you to go with us every time.
And every time, you say no.
What are you waiting for, huh?
For him to die and you to dance on his grave?
Oh... come on.
He's your brother!
He doesn't have any kids.
Just a distillery.
You're all he's got, Dad.
♪ The little man felt very bad
♪ One meatball was all he had
♪ And in his dreams he'd hear that call
♪ You get no bread with one meatball
♪ One meatball
♪ One meatball
♪ Well, you get no bread with...
♪ One meatball ♪
-(BAGPIPES PLAYING) A warm welcome to Scotland.
-Hi! -Jess!
Aww!
Jess.
Long time no see.
As one dead fish said to the other.
Is Sandy not with you, then?
No. Sandy asked me to do the honours.
He doesnae drive much now.
He rarely leaves Glenrothan.
Sasha, come on, your carriage awaits.
-Let's go! -Ooh!
Woo!
Oh...
Whoops.
Nice to have you back, Donal.
After all this time.
Yeah, sure.
It's 200 years since the distillery was founded.
-Did you know? Wow, that's incredible!
Yeah, the entire village can't wait to surprise the boss.
How is Sandy?
Hard to tell with Sandy.
-Still waters run deep. -Mm.
It was easier with Donal. He was aye in the shallows.
-Paddling. -(LAUGHS)
And where were you?
Lost in admiration.
Uh...
This part always gets me.
It's like Star Wars , isn't it, Gramps?
Just as inhospitable.
Your native land, eh, Donal?
Stop the car.
-(TYRES SCREECH) -(GASPS)
-(VOMITS) -(CAR DOOR OPENS)
Ugh!
-You okay? -Oh, never better.
Here.
Bonnie Scotland.
Mm.
Be careful with time, Amy.
It can creep up on you, like a shit storm.
Here you go, Gramps.
Candy. Good for your tummy.
Mm.
Thanks, darlin'.
Come on, you. Out the car.
You're tired. I know.
Dad!
Later. I'm just gonna have a look around,
maybe have a smoke or... Yeah, I'm having a smoke.
Yeah.
Thank you! -Oh, you're welcome.
Welcome home!
-(AMY SQUEALS) -Ho, ho! Ho, ho, ho!
-Oh! Oh! -Good to see you!
Oh, my goodness, you have got big!
-Oh, hello there, sweetheart! -Hi!
How are you? Ha, ha!
Oh, it's so good to see you both!
Here, lemme take them. Aah...
The bird has flown, Sandy.
Ah. Our Donal's aye done that.
I've got some stew on the go.
Ah... Dig in whenever you like.
Do you have to pee?
-Yeah. -Go.
-Oh... -(CROCKERY CLANKING)
So...
he came, then.
He did.
Did you have to march him to the airport at gunpoint?
No, I didn't need to.
Didn't need to use the handcuffs either.
-Well, that's a turn up. -Mm.
I read your letter.
What's going on with your health?
Oh, just exaggerated a bit
to give Donal a wee fright!
It's nothing, you know. Er, age.
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