House of Guinness

In the matter of sir Arthur guinness versus the crown

in the question of election fraud, all rise for the judge.

Honey, if the truth hurts don't look, it might go away

it's easy to pretend that life is a rosy bouquet

the doors are open wide and the wind blows a bitter cold

man holds a mystery someone else holds the key.

I know it's a shame, they're the same the answer doesn't have to be

brewing up a storm

brewing up inside and his eyes are wild

and it can't go on

he's brewing up a storm.

Fire in your eyes, in your head fire in your

touch

but I can't shout "fire" 'cause I love you too much

the race is on the message is in your soul

as a thousand thoughts a second now explode

brewing up a storm

brewing up inside and his eyes are wild

and it can't go on

he's brewing up a storm

brewing up a storm

brewing up inside and his eyes are wild

and it can't go on da, da da-da, da da-da, da da da-da

da, da da-da, da da-da, da da da-da

he's brewing up a storm

today, this ship came out from a storm and sails on.

Tomorrow, there is a ceremony to Mark the expansion of this great brewery,

and however rough the seas,

I will never allow anyone to sink it.

Not even my fucking brother.

Where is my husband?

He had to stay and sign some papers and an affidavit.

Just tell me. Good or bad?

This is judge keogh's summation and verdict as I wrote it down.

"This is the verdict as regards charges brought against sir Arthur Edward guinness

and others in his pay."

"That they did engage in acts of bribery and corruption

during the recent parliamentary election campaign in Dublin,

leading to sir Arthur guinness's apparent victory."

"Apparent"? Shit.

"This verdict certifies that the election result

in favor of sir Arthur guinness

is hereby declared to be

"void."

Edward will kill him! Fuck.

"I must declare that sir Arthur guinness was,

by his agents, guilty of bribery involving a sum of £15,575

paid to secure victory in the election."

"However."

I shall also declare

that sir Arthur guinness was not guilty

"of any transaction of a corrupt nature himself personally."

That is good, isn't it?

"It has not been proven

that sir Arthur himself was aware of the payments to said voters."

He then for reasons known only to himself quoted a passage from paradise lost.

I need someone to celebrate with, now my husband has slipped the noose.

You will do.

I have business at the brewery.

I'm sure there are others at the brewery who can do your job for you.

Just as there are others

who can do my husband's job for him.

As you wish.

As I wish always.

Begging pardon, lady Olivia, your violin teacher is here.

Well, tell the endlessly patient Mrs. Cope that

I will practice on my own today.

On your own?

Actually, lady Olivia,

I myself play the violin to a relatively competent level.

You mean you play the fiddle in pubs.

In church.

Then perhaps today, Mr. Rafferty, you can take the lesson instead of Mrs. Cope.

By way of apology,

give Mrs. Cope two jars of the marmalade that I pretend to make myself.

Yes, my lady.

If you play "bantry bay,"

it will remind me of home…

And make me cry.

I'm not accustomed to such elegance.

Ignore the elegance.

Handle it like you would handle a fiddle.

You want me to make you cry?

Yes.

I'm tired of laughing at my life.

Thank you.

Your brother is like an eel from the river liffey,

slipping out of the grasp of justice.

He's been stripped of his seat in parliament.

If people stop drinking our beer because of this scandal,

all the investment sunk into the expansion will be lost.

What more do you want?

What more do I want?

It is not me who he has left in want.

It is the people of east London and the people of west Africa,

who have no one to minister to them since he stole my inheritance from me.

You can see my condition, uncle.

I will give birth any day now!

Why have you chosen me to vent your fury on?

Because… I believe, in your heart, you see the justice of my cause.

Of them all, I believe you are the only true Christian.

And I want it to be you who carries my message to the liffey eel.

Tell him I know deals were done to secure his Liberty.

And I know who those deals were done with.

His defense barrister, Isaac butt.

I'm predicting a predictable absurdity.

The dissolute lawyer who kept him out of jail.

Isaac butt is the best barrister in Dublin.

A licentious father of 15 children of all denominations

in all the boroughs of the city.

A famous and infamous fenian.

I know a deal was done with the home rule petitioners

to let Arthur guinness walk free.

Tell the liffey eel I have him by the gills,

and I will do what is necessary to have him pay penance for his sins!

I hear, sir, that you were personally exonerated.

I heard that news from lady Olivia, who herself heard it from Mr. Rafferty.

Yes.

I sent Mr. Rafferty here with the good tidings myself.

And after delivering the news, they played violin together.

Lady Olivia and Mr. Rafferty played violin together

in the drawing room to some hilarity.

Good.

Where is lady Olivia?

Sitting in the orangery, as she loves to do

while others make the marmalade. Where is your hat, sir?

Lost. On the head of some beggar, I imagine.

Mr. Potter,

from now on, there will be no need for you to report to me anything

regarding what lady Olivia does or doesn't do.

Understood, sir.

And in the future, if any of the other servants hear violins being played,

or any other similar noises…

The servants will not hear those noises.

Good.

And again, congratulations on the day, sir.

I know it's unfashionable, but I hate to be white.

I want to look Spanish.

My grandmother was Spanish.

You heard the verdict?

There is good and bad.

Edward will never forgive me.

I assume, because of your nature, you are emphasizing the bad.

Olivia…

I have just destroyed the reputation of my family.

Perhaps violins might not be the best way to pass the time when I'm away.

Sound

travels through the whole house.

I don't understand.

You sent him to me.

At your silent request, yes.

All he did was teach me a reel, and then he left.

My objection to violins is the noise that they make.

You mean I should do things more quietly?

As part of our arrangement, you will do things quietly, yes.

I've spoken to Potter. He will explain to the household.

I just hate the thought of the maids giggling.

Of course.

- I understand. - No, no.

Nobody fucking understands.

You think you are alone, Arthur.

You're not.

Rafferty played "bantry bay,"

and it reminded me of that frozen fucking castle on the shore

that you rescued me from.

Rescued you? Well, I'm your prince?

I hate it when you mock yourself.

You won today because you are a prince.

Baptized with beer, but still a prince.

Why would you regulate or judge yourself

when no one else is in a position to do so?

From now on, I will only make a noise in your causes.

We will do great things together.

Love does not have to be blessed with a fuck.

- Mr. Guinness, sir... - not now.

Adelaide, goodness.

I am so sorry I kept you.

You didn't keep me. I didn't have an appointment.

You don't need an appointment.

Edward, you have black paint on your face.

- I do? - Yes.

No, no. Don't wipe it. It'll only make it worse.

Come here.

I was helping the painters paint a new sign.

Of course. Which company owner

and… managing director wouldn't help the painters paint a sign?

How is Arthur after today?

Or is Arthur the reason you were helping the painters,

to take your mind off things?

Adelaide, I… I have written to you several times

with invitations to social engagements and received no reply.

And there are those who would see no reply as a very definite response.

I… I have a meeting with my stock department in ten minutes.

This is more important.

And will help you restore your family's reputation.

This is a drawing of how Dublin might look

in a better and more just world.

As co-chair of the newly formed

iveagh house guinness trust housing charity…

The… the… the what?