In the Land of Saints and Sinners

NORTHERN IRELAND 1974

DECADES OF CIVIL UNREST HAVE EXPLODED INTO ARMED CONFLICT

Now they come.

Come on, boys.

- Damn brats. - Don't tease, Patrick.

Just what was missing.

Pick yourself up and say sorry to your brother.

I dont want this. You are late.

Come on, damn it!

Leave it alone!

Hurry up, dammit!

Ind!

- Drive, dammit! - Drive!

Slow down, dammit!

- You are a sneaky prankster, Finbar. - What, Vinny?

I can see what you're up to.

I can't hit when I can't see them. Move them back up.

I can't hear anything because of the wind.

It's good with you.

If you suggest I'm cheating, Officer O'Shea, I'm going to be angry.

A bet must be fair.

Are you going to stand and whine or shoot and lose as usual?

Clean me up.

- Come on. - Cunning shenanigans.

- Thanks. - You pick me, you scumbag.

What did you do today besides feed the cat -

- and ponder the sanity of Gulliver and the Little Putters?

I finished "Gulliver's Travels". Now it's Dostoevsky, Russian writer.

I probably don't know him. Agatha Christie is more my cup of tea.

- Where are we going? - I am out of office.

Mrs. Bailey tells -

- that the town's welcome sign has disappeared.

Now you can see what real work is.

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That's pretty fair.

- Reddish brown. - Burgundy red.

- Burgundy red? - Yes.

Some madman must have lost control.

- Or a drunkard. - He must be stupid in the head.

Should you be looking for a crazy person in the city?

Yes. I'll probably have him around teatime.

I can feel your eyes in the back of my neck.

Rita, I'm sure -

- that Adam would have exchanged his Eve with you -

if he saw this place.

- It is healthy to have a hobby. - They will probably decorate.

For the table decoration.

You would know that if you had accepted my invitations.

How is Brendan?

He doesn't get better.

With such a lovely young woman like you, he'll probably stick around.

Quietly.

I can't say enough about Next Live.

He has done more for the city than we deserve. A man of many talents.

And maybe we can entice him to perform for us.

Bart McGuinness, will you grace us with a song?

You don't want to hear an old junkie sing. My own flesh and blood intersect.

Come on.

- Can't you just shoot me here? - Continue. It's her on the left.

It's nice here.

Two steps to the right.

Grav.

Where are we?

If I am to be laid to rest here, I want to know where I am.

Donegal.

Donegal at the other end of the country.

The Forgotten County. How appropriate.

- Is this how you make a living? - That's deep enough. Get up.

Down on your knees.

You almighty.

All those trees.

You have been busy.

Down on your knees.

Hands behind the head.

You have one minute. Say what you want.

You're welcome to beg. It makes neither off nor on.

I don't need to beg. I knew this day would come.

It took longer than expected.

It's been forever.

I had a violent temper as a youth.

I have many guilty consciences.

I knew there was no turning back…

after what I had done.

But one day I decided that what was left of my fading soul...

should not go to waste.

So somehow -

- I blew away the dark cloud and became a good citizen.

I did what I could for people.

You see, this is where it ends for people like us.

On a windswept moorland.

Try to do something good before you end up here yourself.

Time is running out.

- Any problems, Kev? - No.

Are you gay, Robert?

- Your music suggests that. - Are you stupid, Kev?

Your boots suggest you are stupid.

I don't dare think about the mess you made.

An excellent 45 with the Moody Blues.

I'll borrow it.

"Indulgence leads to an early death for the weak."

Who is it? Yeats?

My mother.

- Who is it? - Just me.

Finbar, how are you? I made the scones you love.

- With cherries? - Raisins. I thought they were raisins.

That's it. You know me better than I do myself.

I thought so.

Are you taking them with you? You always do that.

Good morning, dammit, you beauties. Are they hot?

- Behave yourself. - There he is.

The fastest hand in the west.

- It was a Dublin boy. - The youth today!

- How are you? - What about you?

- Thanks. - Something new for the collection?

I took it as payment from the O'Reilly clan.

It was painted by a Mexican.

Apparently it's all the rage in America. And worth much more than they owed.

Too bad you can't sell it back to its rightful owner.

I'll have to keep an eye out. I have something for you in a week's time.

Give it to him.

The job. Give him all of them.

I've given it a lot of thought.

I've made so many bad choices ever since Margaret died.

I can do more than this. And people need to see that.

So what is it that you are passionate about showing the world?

This is the only thing you can do.

I could plant a garden.

- A garden? - Yes.

So you just leave me in the lurch with that slobber?

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So.

Are you going to miss me?

Yes, as much as a hole in the head.

- Frog? - Yes.

- You don't usually buy seeds. - No.

- Are you sure? - Yes. Do you have some or what?

I have...

horse beans, cabbage. There are also carrots and other trifles.

I want to plant my own garden.

A little poplar, maybe golden rice.

Like the yellow wave you have out there.

Golden rice is a weed, Finbar.

I had no idea. I could use a teacher.

- Does it taste good enough? - I enjoy both the food and the company.

Was your wife good at cooking? It was Margaret, wasn't it?

- Sorry... - It doesn't matter.

It's just been so long since anyone said her name.

Margaret.

She was always experimenting.

She baked a cake... It's been a long time.

She put apples and nuts in it.

And a little bit of cinnamon. I have never tasted anything like it.

- It sounds delicious. - No, damn it. It was terrifying.

Like I said, I've never tasted anything like it.

Fortunately, I never got around to it again.

Was it in Dublin?

And.

Every day I passed by the bookstore where she worked.

On the way to the factory. How she loved those books though.

- She got me interested. - I wish I had met her.

She was too good for me. Just like you.

I look right at him.

Hey Moya.

If you get a red skull on the hook, be careful because the line can cut your hand.

Here. Use it here.

Such.

What are you hoping to capture? A goldfish?

- Take it home and call it Goldie. - A fish doesn't like one.

My dead father said you shouldn't love those who don't love you.

- It may be true. - I was told to catch dinner.

You have bite.

Give it some string.

No!

Moya! It does not matter.

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Hello, Pat.

Hello, Sinéad.

What are you doing here on a busy evening?

- Catherine. - Finbar. He is grumpy tonight.

- The old slambert? Never in my life. - And then on my night out.

A big dish for the grumpy stodder, a Babycham for his suffering wife -

and a Black Bush for me.

You're probably throwing money around. How can you make a living selling books?

As long as I win money from you, I'll be fine.

- Did you catch the speed devil? - Not at all.

I haven't had much luck, but I'll probably get hold of him.

I believe so.

Water, please.

- Great game. - Thank you my friend.

It's an old tune. Old as the mountains, but it's always good.

- Do you say old as the mountains? - We call it a gig.

- Thanks. - What are you doing over here?

Long ago an Irishman came to my village.

He played the most beautiful tune I have ever heard.

He left before I learned it, so I just had to come.

Don't you miss it? Your home country?

I don't miss the games. And I don't miss the blood.

I saw your Moya fishing for dinner by the bridge.

Sounds like her. She is very opinionated.

We are like ships that meet in the night.