(breathing heavily)
(train dinging)
(blowing softly)
(train horn honking)
Feckin eejit,
as if there's trains on a Sunday.
What?
Can't ya get anythin' right?
Tea?
Do you want a cup of tea?
Your mum says you take milk, no sugar.
Same as me!
What?!
(ice cream truck jingle)
What's with the wool?
Oh! Just a bit chilly.
Yeah, we don't have wind under the floor in Canada.
- What time is it? - It is 10:17.
Fuck! Fuck. Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Okay, I'll just put this here then.
Oh, God, I need to get to work.
Oh, yeah. I mean,
I hate being late, too.
At least you've got a good excuse.
Your long-lost sister showed up and you were evicted.
I mean, it's a pretty compelling story!
(jingle continues)
Is this you when you were little?
So cute.
Sorry again about the AirBnB last night.
Apparently, they had a bad fire.
Isn't that awful?
Imagine your whole life burning down.
Everything you've ever worked for in your life,
up in flames, just like that.
I mean...
one minute you're happy
at home with your loved ones,
and the next, you have nothing, nowhere to go.
Rootless. Untethered.
Rudderless.
Not a port in the storm.
I mean, maybe they even lost a cat. Or a dog.
I think burning to death is probably the worst way to go.
Jesus Christ!
Oh, yeah. Apparently, he's having
some trouble with the music.
Mm. He's having trouble with a lot of things.
Right, Canada, good luck to you.
Well, I was hoping maybe we could have dinner?
Or not.
She was like Eve in the Garden of Eden.
She had to hide herself for the shame of it!
(door slams)
Morning, Susan
Fuck off, Deryl.
(jingle continues)
(water rushing)
(phone ringing)
Steve, I can't talk. I'm pooping.
Okay, real quick,
I need your opinion on save-the-date stationery.
Mm-hmm.
Option numero uno.
- Yep. - Or... drum roll!
Option numero dos!
Uh...
They're both nice.
That's not an answer.
Um... numero uno?
I totally agree!
Great! Okay, I gotta go.
Okay! Just quickly, I wrote you something.
Never fret 'cause I'm always here,
by your side, along for our forever ride.
I've known you from a young age,
and like you, I was surprised
to find out about your Irish herit-age.
Oh, you're finished! Oh! So sweet.
I love you. I miss you. I really... I gotta go.
(flatulence)
Right, ladies.
Same time next week
when we'll move onto Jezebel.
(woman): God bless, Sheryl. See you next week.
Well, where'd your sister sneak off to?
My sister had to go to work.
Carrying plates isn't work.
I was on the factory line from the age o' seven gutting pigs.
That was work.
I can still smell the blood on my hands.
(sniffing)
Did you get yourself a sausage roll?
Oh, no. No, thank you. I don't eat pork.
(sighs)
Haven't the Jews suffered enough?
Mm-hmm.
(sighs)
Have you a cold, or something?
Oh! No. I'm just a little chilly.
But sure it's the middle of summer.
Mm-hmm. (chuckles nervously)
There you go.
Psychological heat.
That's all you need.
Oh, yeah. Mmm! (chuckles)
No, that's-that's definitely working. Thank you.
Oh, sorry again for waking you last night.
Ah, sure. I haven't had a good night's sleep
since Princess Diana died.
Anyway, I'm glad you stayed.
Like it or not, you're part of our family.
Thank you for saying that.
Actually, I found...
a few more pictures.
(sighs)
Oh, my God!
He was handsome. I'll give him that.
Most handsome boy in town.
Hmm.
And he chose me.
(chuckles)
Hmm.
They were thick as thieves, those two.
Is that Mickey's pub?!
'Scuse me? Hi!
Hi, Mickey, was it?
Hi, um, sorry. We didn't meet properly last night.
I'm-I'm Sarah. I'm Jimmy's daughter.
I know who you are. I'm not getting involved.
Oh, come on.
You have to help me.
- (laughing) - I don't have to do anything.
Please?
Look...
Imagine that your dad died when you were a kid.
And then imagine that your mum died
when you were in your thirties.
And then imagine that you found out
that your whole life was actually sort of a lie
and you had a dad, and he was alive.
And he lived across the world.
I mean, wouldn't you at least want to meet him?
No.
Oh, come on!
I brought maple cookies.
(cars honking)
Ah, Molly, I am so sorry I'm late.
You wouldn't believe-- Hey, Stef!
I had an absolute shitshow of a morning.
- Molly, what the fuck? - This fridge?
Only place where there's no cameras.
Maybe think about that next time
- you're feeling light-fingered. - What?
How about the two bottles of red wine
that were left on Martin's desk?
Oh, yeah. I borrowed a couple o' bottles.
(laughing)
You fucking eejit.
(laughing)
You're killing me.
They were two bottles of Chateau Mouton Rothschild.
Yeah, I-I think they were corked.
From Martin's personal collection.
They're 895 euros. Each.
Fuck. Off.
Yeah. Fuck off.
Now, I'd expect this from one of the other morons,
- but not you. - Ah, fuck, Molly, I'm frozen.
Yeah. So's your pay.
That's the least of your worries. You're fired.
Molly, no. Come on.
Please, please. I-I really need this job.
Yes, you're an excellent waitress.
And the only one I can stand to be around,
but you're on CCTV stealing Martin's fine wine.
(sighs)
Ah, fuck. Molly!
Listen, is there any chance I could borrow a few quid?
You know, just to pay my rent.
(laughing)
You crack me up.
(laughing)
Molly!
You do look a bit like him.
I do?!
- How he used to look, anyway. - Huh.
Well, Sheryl said he was very handsome.
- (chuckles) - He was a lot of things.
Hmm.
Well, I...
I'm really loving Ireland. It's-it's amazing here.
Well, it'd be better if we could put a roof on it.
(Sare laughing)
Yeah. Well, you could say the same thing about Canada.
(light music playing)
(soft cheering)
(Jimmy, on tape): A woman introduced me to this next song.
Well, it was a couple of years ago now.
And she broke my heart.
But, my, did she know a great tune when she heard it.
(Jimmy singing)
♪ The ancient rain ♪
♪ Pourin' down ♪
♪ Wears my bones to the ground ♪
♪ The ancient-- ♪
- (tape jamming) - Shit. Sorry.
Jimmy always said leave them wanting more.
(chuckles)
He's a good singer.
Thank you.
(sniffling) Oh, come on!
You must have some idea where he is.
Well...
We are friends on Facebook.
What?!
In case you want to get a drink with me some time. Hmm?
Jesus, Billy! You could be me da'.
Yeah, but...
In fairness, you look a lot older than ya are!
- Thanks. - Hi!
This is where you work? Ah! So cute!
You gotta be fucking jokin' me.
Cannot believe they fucking fired you, comrade.
Oh. Sorry. That they... fired you.
Wanted to leave, anyway. Poncy bastards.
Yeah, totally. I mean, I would never eat there.
Looks... phony.
I know what might cheer you up.
I think I found him.
- Jimmy! Our dad! - Delighted for you.
Mickey's friends with him on Facebook.
Well, his band, anyway, and they play in this pub,
it's in Galway. I have the address.
(car door closes, car beeps)
Shit.
Who is that?
Shut the fuck up.
Who was that?
Cunting landlord.
Whatever you owe him, I mean, I-I...
I could lend it to you.
I owe him two grand.
Well, I have some savings. (door opens)
(phone chimes)
You serious?
What's family for?
(upbeat music)
Jesus, Canada! Put the yoyos away!
Oh, God. Yeah. Sorry. Stupid!
Right. Come on.
♪ Tonight, we fly ♪
♪ Over the houses ♪
♪ The streets and the trees ♪
♪ Over the dogs down below ♪
♪ They'll bark at our shadows ♪
♪ As we float by on the breeze ♪
♪ Tonight, we fly ♪
♪ Over the chimney tops ♪
♪ Skylights and sleighs ♪
♪ Looking into... ♪
(man singing)
♪ It was down by Christ Church ♪
♪ Where I first met sweet Annie ♪
♪ A neat little girl and not a bit shy ♪
♪ She told me her all who came from Dungannon ♪
♪ Would take her back home in the sweet by and by ♪
♪ Well, what's it to any man whether or no... ♪
(Landlord): Come here! Come here, blondie.
(singing continues)
Come here, you little fuck.
(angry mumbling)
(gasping)
I can fucking snap you in two,
you tiny little cunt, yeah.
She's so beautiful.
Yeah. She got into a fight, though.
Didn't you? Didn't you?
Didn't you? You little fucking beauty.
I took her in, though.
Ah, she'll be brand new in no time.
Won't ya? Won't ya?
- (chuckles) - Oh.
I had a lovebird called Pinkie when I was little
and I saved up all my allowance to buy her this special toy.
It had all these little hoops. Oh, she loved it.
She played on it all day.
But the next morning,
I went to take the towel off her cage and there she was.
hanging upside down.
Her little ankle got caught.
All the blood must have rushed to her head and it just...
exploded.
I never forgave myself.
Ah, look, you can't be blaming yourself.
You'll have yer head wrecked, ya will.
- Yeah. - Those toys are lethal.
- They are. - Lethal.
Uh...
Ah, look.
Here's the kiss of death.
Oh, right! Get to the point, Sare!
Don't be wasting this nice man's time. Sorry!
Um, Eddie, was it? Eddie Connolly.
Hi! I'm Sarah Horowitz and this is my client,
Ms. Molloy. I'm her lawyer.
- Yeah, well I-- - Pro bono.
- Bono? - Oh, I am here
to settle her accounts. So...
...here is... (clears throat)
One thousand, seven hundred and fifty euros.
Oh! Well, I deducted two fifty as this is a cash settlement
and I think you'll agree that the legal system
in this country prefers a more documented approach
when it comes to fiscal matters.
Plus, I mean, I do have to consider the post-traumatic
stress my client suffered due to intimidation.
Don't worry! I talked her out of pressing charges.
I mean, none of us wants to end up in court here.
So, due to the tardy nature of my client's payment,
I am willing to offer this as my full and final settlement
providing you agree to never come within--
Do you do miles or kilometres here?
- Kilometres. - Five kilometres
of my client again. Oh!
And I am going to need a...
A verbal agreement.
- Uh, yeah, I agree. Yeah. - Great!
Oh, my God! Thank you so much! And it was-- oh!
It was just so nice to meet you and your beautiful birds.
Thank you.
Have a great day!
(bar members singing)
♪ What's that to any man ♪
♪ Whether or no ♪
♪ Whether I'm easy ♪
♪ Or whether I'm true ♪
♪ As I lifted her petticoat ♪
♪ Easy and slow ♪
♪ And I tied up-- ♪
Beautiful voices. Thank you! For the music.
♪ For to buckle her shoe ♪
(laughing)
What the hell was that?
I went to law school. I was valedictorian.
Well, I hated it, though, much to my mother's chagrin.
Right, well, I'll find a way to pay you back.
What if you don't have to pay me back?
How 'bout...
you don't have to pay me back if you drive me to Gal-way?
- (laughing) - I'm not going to Galway.
- Galway... - Rent a car, Daddy Warbucks.
- I can't drive. - Well, I can't help ya.
What if I throw in the other 250?
When we get there.
No. Galway? No way. No fucking way!
Come on! What have you got to lose?
You've got no job, no house, no money!
Yeah, all right! Ease up!
Sorry.
Drive me to Galway,
help me find my father, and then...
I'm out of your life.
(sighs)
Fine. To be clear,
I'm dropping you off then I'm turning around.
Fine.
Do you know anyone who has a car we can borrow?
(sighs)
(bright music)
(sighs)
Well, we better just check the seatbelts, you know,
just to make sure they're working.
'Cause we wouldn't want to find--
- Ah! - Mum?
It's nothing. It'll be cleared up in no time.
What happened?
Where is he, Sheryl?
(sniffling)
Right, that's it. I'm calling the police.
Give me that!
Sheryl, where's Deryl?
Oh. You're bleeding.
Here, y-you need to sit down.
Here. Come on.
Have a seat.
Oh. That's--that's lovely.
Okay. Um...
(drink pouring)
Okay, okay, okay.
Oh. Look at that.
Well, she's a quick learner.
(grunts)
Where do you keep your first aid kit?
- Wha...? - Well, I'm going to need
a Band Aid and, uh, tweezers and some antibiotic--
- Yeah. The bathroom. - Okay.
(footsteps receding)
You better tell me where he is.
(breathing shakily)
He's out. He's gone out.
He's not well, Susan.
He's not well?
He's a fucking psychopath.
What happened?
Nothing. Nothing happened.
Okay.
Let's just check it out.
Okay.
Uh, now...
I'm going to roll this up real slow, okay?
Gently. Ooh! No glass. Okay.
- Ooh. - So brave.
Mm.
There... we... go.
- Are you a doctor? - No-oh-oh. No.
- I was a lifeguard, though. - Oh.
Summer camp.
Of course she was.
Well, you could've been a doctor.
You're very patient.
(sighs)
(phone chimes)
(soft music)
(sighs)
Oh! Fucking creepy.
We think we might have found him.
In Ga-- Galway. Ah, Suze is gonna drive me.
- She's going to Galway? - Mm-hmm.
Gabe's in Galway! Oh, Sare.
Now, wait 'til you see him. Look. There.
Oh! So handsome! Ah, he's amazing, Sare.
He built a beautiful house by the sea
with his bare hands!
She lived there with him and his three daughters.
She used to be happy, but...
she had to go and ruin it all.
Expects too much out of life, that one.
Gets it from Jimmy. He always had notions.
Oh, Sare, will you make her go and see Gabe?
Will you make her go and see Gabe, Sare?
- I-I'll try. - Yeah. Yeah.
Oh, well, that'd be lovely. Uh-huh.
- Okay! Now... - Uh-huh?
You... are going to want
this arnica cream for the bruising.
- Oh. - And apply this CBD oil
to your pressure points for the anxiety.
And one of these for good measure.
They're my relaxing tablets.
Just take one; you'll sleep like a baby.
Oh, you better give me one more of those, just in case.
Here, give us one.
You're driving.
Yeah, Mam, listen, can we borrow the van?
Take it.
He's had his license taken off him.
It's just sat there, an eyesore, ruining my flower beds.
No, no, no, no. We're going to stay here tonight.
Would ya go away outta that!
He'll be like a little lamb now for a month.
That's the silver lining. I might even get a new handbag.
(chuckling)
Right, Mam. Mind yourself.
(indistinct chattering)
Hey! Can we have some blueberry ice cream, please?
Well, I'm not the ice cream man,
but I'm sure I could find you something back--
Oi! Chancers!
You know there's no ice cream here. Come on.
(sighs)
You all right?
Nope.
I'm half left.
You think she'll be okay?
Ah, same old shit.
Well, I mean, we could still call the police.
I was never going to call them. Doesn't work.
She always takes him back.
Put your belt on.
Great!
(clears throat)
(engine starts)
- Ah! - Shit!
Meant reverse.
Are you sure you know how to drive this thing?
You want to find your long-lost father?
- Yes! - Well, then...
When was the last time you heard from Jimmy?
Ahh. I don't know. Years ago.
Bye, Sheryl!
Bye, girls!
Woo!
Woo-hoo!
Bye, girls!
♪ Over the houses ♪
♪ The streets and the trees ♪
♪ Over the dogs down below ♪
♪ They'll bark at our shadows ♪
♪ As we float by on the breeze ♪
♪ Tonight, we fly ♪
♪ Over the chimney tops ♪
♪ Skylights and sleighs ♪
♪ Looking into all your lives ♪
♪ And wondering why ♪
♪ Happiness is so hard to find ♪