Liam

- You look funny. - Don't talk about her like that.

You...

... nice. -Come on, lad.

- Don't follow us up to the pub. - We won't.

With the parting of the ways

You took my happy days

And left me lonely nights

Morning never comes too soon

I can face the afternoon

- What? - Go easy.

What? Well, what is it?

- I can take my ale. - Smell of a barman's apron, lad.

You taught me how to love you

Now teach me to forget

You broke my heart a million times

Down. Now!

What do you think this is?

What's your name?

- Liam. - Liam Sullivan.

I'm watching you, Liam Sullivan.

You're gonna miss me, honey

Some of these days

You're gonna miss me, dear

You're my to care

- You're gonna miss my kissing - I'll miss your bleeding gob.

You'll miss me, honey

Bed, now!

Bloody heavy!

Ten, nine, eight...

seven, six, five...

four, three, two, one!

- Happy new year! - Happy new year!

Happy new year. Happy new year! All the best!

- Happy new year! - Happy new year!

- Happy new year. - Happy new year, love.

I'll take you home again

Kathleen

Across the ocean

Wide and wild

- You're away to shite, Kathleen! - Hey, quiet.

Where your heart has ever been

Since first you were my bonnie bride

If it's that bleeding good over there, what are you doing here?

And we're off to join the IRA

- And we're off tomorrow morn - Here am I, a loyal Orangeman

Just come across the sea

For singing and for dancing

- Sure I hope I will thee please - Where the bayonets flash

And the rifles crash To the echo of the Thompson gun

Get upstairs right now, lad!

Wear the sash my father wore

- Sure it's old, but it is beautiful - Come on.

it's colors they are fine

Get out!

- Here am I, a loyal Orangeman - We're off to join the IRA

Lizzie!

Here I am, a loyal Orangeman

Just come across the sea

For singing and for dancing

I hope I might beat thee

Stop it! Never ever sing that song again. That's the Proddie dogs!

Seven, six, five...

four, three...

two, one...

Here you are, love.

Come on, then.

All right?

Out.

Rent.

Gas.

- Coal. - Flat week.

Food.

Don't let him in.

Oh, come on. We're gonna have our tea in a minute.

"Christ praised the widow's mite. "

- God bless this house. - Bless you, Father.

Hope I'm not interrupting.

Bit short this week, Father.

Christ praised the widow's mite.

See you out, Father.

When I started work, Father, I had to serve my time.

Other fellas brought home men's wages while I earned shirt buttons.

But I stuck it out.

Those fellas are on the dole now, Father, and I'm still working.

I've got no conscience about that, I earned my peace of mind years ago.

I served my time.

Goodnight, Father.

Turn.

No daughter of mine cleans another woman's lavatory.

- Yes? - I've come about the job.

Mom's through here.

She's come about the job.

- Really? - Yes.

- And what's your name? - Teresa Sullivan.

- I'm not a Catholic. - We're Jewish.

Are you?

- Does that make any difference? - No.

Closing.

- Closing. - Closing.

- Closing. - Closing.

- It's closing. - Closing.

- It's closing. - Closing.

Silence!

I want to be able to hear a pin drop.

Quiet!

Line one.

Line two.

Back there. Go on. Face me.

- Who are you? - Teresa, sir.

Hello, Teresa.

Now...

you can't see it, but it's there.

And when you were born, it was as white as the driven snow.

But you've sinned.

And each time you've sinned, you've put a mark on your soul.

A stain on your soul.

And now, that soul is... Describe your soul.

- Dirty. - Oh, it's more than dirty.

- Filthy. - Filthy. Absolutely filthy.

But next week, when you make your first confession...

you can wash away all that filth, all that sin.

And then, and only then...

only when your soul is as white as on the day you were born...

then you can receive your first Holy Communion.

- What'll I do with this? - Chuck it out.

We've been eating it all week. We're sick of it.

Teresa.

- Thanks. - Good night.

Good night.

Go home, son. Go on.

Dad.

Sacked?

They gave it to you?

Well, your dad's working. We don't need charity.

Where is he?

Where is he?

What's wrong?

- What's going on? - Nothing.

Can l... soothe your nerves?

- Where have you been? - For a drink.

Starting that game again, are we?

- What's this? - A few hours ago, it was your tea.

If I'd known, I'd have took it the ale house and put it over your head.

You haven't told her have you?

- Told me what? - The yard's closed.

You knew?

What are you gonna do?

Go down the dock in the morning, see if I can get a bit of casual work.

You and a million others.

- I'm not going to any priest! - Why not?

- Get that idea right out your head. - Why not?

- That's why. - There's thousands on the parish.

- And I'm not gonna be one of them. - We've been paying it for years.

I won't be beholden to any priest.

And I'm not gonna see my family starve.

They won't starve. Teresa's working, Con's working.

- What they get is shirt buttons. - I'll be working...

- Where? - I'll be working.

If I've gotta choose between your pride and putting food on my table...

- You keep away from that priest. - ... I'm gonna put food on my table.

I want nothing off a priest!

For God's sake, will you talk to each other?

Will you ask Aggie for a loan?

Why?

Gonna buy the gaffer a few pints.

I buy him a couple of pints, he gets me some work.

The man I married said he'd never do that.

He lied.

Do you want a cup of tea?

Children!

Silence!

Can anyone tell me what sin does?

Can anyone tell me what sin does?

Apart from blackening your soul and smearing your souls with filth.

Can anybody tell me what sin does?

Will you please tell them what sin does, Father?

It drives the nails deeper...

into the hands of Christ.

Christ died to take away the sins of the world.

And the more sin, the more he had to suffer.

Each time you sin...

you add to the suffering of Christ.

You drive the nails...

deeper into the hands of Christ.

There's a somebody I'm longing to see

I hope that he turns out to be

- Someone to watch - A pint and a half, please.

Over me

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood

I know I could always be good

To one who'll watch over me

- Ta, Aggie. - Although he may not be the man

Some girls think of as handsome

To my heart he carries the key

Won't you tell him please

To put on some speed

Follow my lead

Oh, how I need

- Someone to watch - Ta very much.

Over me