All language subtitles for The Etruscan Smile.2018.BRRip.XviD.AC3-EVO[EtMovies]-eng

Hopefully, they will not be on
your ferry tomorrow morning.

I heard, the whiskey in
America tastes like piss.

This is hopefully your last glass.

Oh, stop it, MacNeil.

Everyone here knows that
you have something bad.

And if you go on the ferry tomorrow,
that's a goodbye forever.

Do not worry, at Christmas I piss
on the flowers on your grave.

Drinks for everyone.
On me!

Tonight we celebrate the
demise of Rory MacNeil,

who's going to die, far, far away.

Like an old dog crawling into a dark hole
deep in the ground to die.

- Give back.
- Get and get it, you cripple!

We are not finished yet.

Piss off and get away, Campbell!

After you.

You old sack.

Fraser.

I'll give you a
few for the trip.

But then you have to go to a doctor.

- But I have you for that.
- You will not get anything from me anymore.

These tablets are
actually only for horses.

I am a veterinarian, heaven, ass!

Oh, you know, I'm an old horse
on the way to the finish line.

A goal that you will never reach,

if you do not get on the
plane and get help.

If you want to live longer
than Campbell, then stop me.

I should just cut
the bastard off.

Then there would be no
reason to fly to America.

Do not start again.

I'm not going to fly there.

Dad! Dad, hey!

Do you need a taxi?

- Need a taxi?
- Hm?

Do you understand me?
Shall I drive you to the city?

- Yes.
- I take your suitcase.

All right. It's this way.

The guy really has nerves.

Rory? Rory!

- Ian.
- Where do you want to go?

You were not there.

- Give my father his suitcase.
- Is that your son?

Let's go.
I'm standing in the parking garage.

The lights do not
show the stars.

- What are you saying?
- Nothing at all.

I only admire your city.

Oh, I have something for you.

Do you still remember how much
you loved riding back then?

- On the horses of Donovan's yard.
- Yes.

I mean, I thought that was great.

- Maybe we just give it to Jamie.
- Whom?

- Jamie, our baby.
- Oh yes. How is the little girl doing?

- Jamie is a boy.
- Oh, of course.

How could you break
away from your island?

As I said, it was time to see you.

Hm.

You can not smoke here.
This is a smoke-free zone.

Smokeless what?

Smoking is deadly.
Do not you know that in Vallasay yet?

Life is deadly.

There we are.

- I take the stairs. Where is the?
- There around the corner.

A man should always walk
can go to his house.

We live on the 19th floor, Dad.

Or mostly.

Em's father knows someone
from the housing company,

otherwise they would never have accepted us.

Accepted?

That's how it works with this type of apartment.

Let's fidget her.
Thank you. See you.

We are glad to have you here.

- Why are you whispering?
- I've just put Jamie to sleep.

He has such a light sleep.

You sure want to see him,
but can we do it tomorrow?

Oh, uh... yes.

Great, the tenth month is crucial

for the development of a
healthy sleep rhythm.

Oh, I have a telco in two minutes.

Oh, Ian, Frida did not
get the guest bed.

- I do that. No problem.
- Thank you.

Again, we're so glad
you're here, dad.

Why is she calling me dad?

That's the way it is in America.
Come on, I'll show you your room.

Emily's dad has a VIP box.
You should come along, it's really cool.

Cool.

So Emily...
Is she still working in the hospital?

No not more.
She now has her own company.

Why?

- Dr. Fraser, do you still know?
- Clear.

I promised to have
him examined here.

- Is everything ok?
- Yes, just Zipperlein.

The back sometimes tweaks.
That's all.

I just want the spinner
to stop fucking me hell.

I have to reassure him, you know?

- Yes, we can organize that.
- Oh, that would be great.

The bathroom is down the hall.
I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Um, Ian...

I am happy to see you.

Oh.

I'll go see him for a moment.

- Maybe he has something.
- No, Ian.

- You know what the sleep coach says.
- All right.

"He needs the feeling of success,
to fall asleep himself."

But...

He is not here because of us.

- What?
- We do not give Dad a shit.

He did not care if he saw Jamie.

He just did not want to wake him up.
I thought that was pretty considerate.

Considerate?
Where was he when Jamie was born?

He did not reply to any message

and did not buy a gift
or send him a card.

- Why did he come here then?
- He needs a doctor's appointment.

I have not seen the
man for 15 years.

Now he gives the couch surfer
and wants a free check-up.

Do not think so bad of him.

He does not just make the long
journey to go to the doctor.

You have a strong
lung, my little one.

I have to let you do that.

My idea was: no plates.

They are racking their
brains about how to eat it.

Yes.

I know.

OK.

Wait for me with the centrifuge, yes?

I am on the way.

- No breakfast?
- That's the breakfast.

- Are you going to the lab?
- The kitchen.

- I'm sous chef in the White River.
- Did not you study chemistry?

I specialize in
molecular gastronomy.

- How did you sleep?
- Like your baby.

We're doing sleep
training with him.

- So Emily is not breastfeeding?
- no.

She wanted it, but...

- But she has breasts, right?
- Dad.

Morning. There you are, Dad.

I hope you slept well.

Um... I made an appointment
with a doctor for you.

Is okay tomorrow morning?

Oh, oh, Ian told you.

It is nothing serious.

- Jamie is starving.
- Yes, but!

Sweetheart...

- Here.
- Morning, sweetheart. OK then.

Look, who's there.

Yes, your grandfather is visiting.

- Grandpa wants to meet you.
- I have to go.

Come honey. Super. Here.

You are doing well.

Do you want to hold him?
Then I can answer.

I'm late, and they keep calling.

- Great, you already have it. Do you see?
- Yes I...

Oops... Hello?
No, he has to go to the other one.

Exactly. No, all right, sweetheart.
No, not you.

I have to let you wait shortly.

That works. Well.

Frida, are you
taking care of both?

Class.

Here.

Everything okay, mi Cupid.
Come on, my darling. Come over.

It's your beard. He is afraid.

- Please, Señor, do not take out.
- I did not want that at all.

Hey, honey.

Why can not I take him out?
After all, he is my grandson.

- He has to work.
- Babies do not work.

Emily says he does not crawl enough.
He has to work out.

Come over.

- He has to learn to be autonomous.
- nonsense.

Well done.

Emily read that.

Oh, now.
Be a man. Be a man!

Heaven, ass again.

There is only one way through enemy territory.

Ah!

Are you crazy?

Here you go.

How are you today?

Give me the bloodiest
thing you have.

Hmm.

Hm.

Also something? Hm? Are you man enough?

Hmm.

Ah.

Oh yeah. Well?

A real MacNeil!

Dad? Dad, where have you been?
I searched for you for two hours.

- We were worried.
- We went for a walk.

You can not just
disappear with him.

- You did not even have food with you.
- He got something.

Are you not hungry?

You are not allowed
to leave them alone.

Is she my keeper?
I am his grandfather!

Be glad if Emily does not
put you on the first plane.

So you have the pants on here?

- You can talk Gaelic at home.
- Then just universal:

Out! So I can not pee!

- You do not know what was going on here.
- Okay. Let me fix it.

Good luck.

Ridiculous, he always shaves when
he wants to impress a woman.

I am ready.
You can make me a pig.

Let's sit down.

Did you have a nice
afternoon with Jamie?

Oh, wonderful.

You know, you made us
all a bit nervous.

Ah.

I would like to apologize.

You are certainly overwhelmed, dead tired.

We did not give you the
attention you needed.

- Or, Ian?
- What?

That's a joke.

I apologize and hope
you are not hurt.

Oh, not.
I accept the apology.

Nice. And...

I have something for you to
improve our communication.

- Oh.
- Yes.

I also allowed myself to enter
you in Jamie's calendar.

"2 pm: Super fun with Grandpa."

Great, then everything is clear.

- I'm saying Jamie good night now.
- There is something that stands out to me.

Jamie has his own room.

Why does not he sleep with
you as we always have?

There is new evidence that, in order
to build a healthy connection,

important for a baby to learn...

to be autonomous.

Right.

To be autonomous.

I can not stand this anymore.
I go there.

Ian, please be good.

Do you see? As the book says.

Your Seanair is here.

Do you know what Seanair means?
This is Gaelic for grandfather.

Emily has set all the
levers in motion.

This is a great hospital.
One of the best in the world.

Alas, Americans always
consider themselves the best.

You need good hospitals,

because they eat shit and
inhale polluted air.

- Do not say that at the gala.
- Is the truth.

They do not like being here
when they say what they think.

If I say what I really think...

Oh!

So thats it.

- How bad is it?
- Well...

We need to evaluate
your scans and samples.

This will take a few days.

But as far as I can tell, you
have the heart of a 50-year-old.

Ha! I wish Campbell
could hear that.

- Is he your son?
- No, worse.

"I hope he fits.
Taxi comes at seven. "

May I help you. Cheers.

What can I offer you?
There are molecular specialties.

"Love in the asylum",

"Blood on the tracks",
"Smoke gets in your eyes"...

Give me something that
burns really nice.

OK.

Decadence.

Interchangeability... It bores me.

The mystery of my youth...
Everything gone.

There is nothing left
to puzzle about.

Is that the same with you?

Where I come from, a
woman is a woman.

She does not have to prove it.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

- Slainte.
- As well.

- What's this?
- "Smoke gets in your eyes".

- The burning that you wanted.
- Smoke burns your balls away.

I thought I liked you.

- Oh yes?
- Yes.

- Dad.
- Honey, you look great.

- Thank you. Are you impossible again?
- no.

How did you both find
each other here?

By exclusion.

This is a clan tartan, right?

Oh yes, these colors have been in
our family for over 200 years.

He is beautiful. This peps up the event.
Looks good on you.

You should try lans food.

That's really an experience.

Um... yes.

- I'll come back later.
- Okay.

- Get it done.
- Thank you.

- We would do anything for her, right?
- For whom?

Our children.

Oh yeah. Yes, that may be true.

Are you ready? Are you coming up?

It will never be the
way I want it to be.

Hey.

Honestly.
I'm very proud of you.

I mean, look at this.
That's all you and your vision.

Enjoy it, Ian.

Even your dad knows how
brilliantly you cook.

My dad?

- Did he say that?
- Why do not you ask him yourself?

- The stuff is just heavenly.
- Aha.

And that's what one of San
Francisco's famous gourmets says.

Hm... Oh! I did not expect.
I thought that was an egg.

That's just molecular gastronomy.

My son does these things?

Yes, lately... I'll show you.

- Oh God.
- All good?

See who I could lure
out of the kitchen.

Amazing work.
We are very impressed.

The tuxedo pants did not fit?

A man without kilt
is not a real man.

You should know that.

I ask for your
attention for a toast.

It is a great privilege
to be at this reception,

which my daughter planned
with taste and elegance.

- Dad.
- Let me break a lance for you.

Otherwise you always praise the others.

Your mom.
How gladly she would have experienced you like this.

As for my son-in-law,
Ian, I just want to say:

We are all totally amazed

about your courageous and
unexpected metamorphosis

from chemist to cook.

So stop the sous-chef nonsense.

From now on Ian will
wear the chef's hat.

In the own restaurant.
I made the down payment.

- Did not you?
- Oh but.

Cheers.

I arranged a meeting
with Jeff Stradlow.

He is the best.
He takes care of the business.

You just walk in there
and do your thing.

This is an amazing surprise.

We had no idea.

- Exciting, right?
- I do not know what to say.

- All right.
- He wants to say thank you.

Of course, sorry.
Thank you, thank you.

Let me hug you, go ahead.

We are now partners. Come here.
My boy.

Dad, on your next visit, you're
a guest in my restaurant.

It's best to tame a horse

by shooting his balls away.

Excuse me.

What did he say?

My Gaelic is not special.
I have to go back to the kitchen.

They appeal to us.

When I am here, then I
experience the essentials.

I saw something very
similar in New York.

Oh, please do not touch!

- I did not think anything of it.
- Oh please.

Terracotta is a very
sensitive material.

It's a miracle they
survived at all.

What a smile.

Looks like they
have a lot of fun.

It is a sarcophagus.

This is how the Etruscans
introduced their dead.

- They do not look dead.
- Can not you die smiling?

I've never talked to a
man wearing a kilt.

Ah, that probably does not go
down well in San Francisco.

Yes, it's a good look.

Like yours.
Better than the ladies back there.

Huge fake tits, matching
her fake smile.

If you know, what I mean.

- Do you come here more often?
- I work here.

Then maybe I will come again.
During the day.

Should you too.
We offer tours.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Do not touch.
- Do not worry.

This is one of the three largest
natural harbors in the world.

And that in the city center.
Over there is Treasure Island.

Until 2008, it was a military base...

- Are you Ian MacNeil?
- Yes.

- Is that your father?
- What did he do?

Armed robbery.

He obviously is not from here.
I'll let him go through it again.

Explain to him that we do not allow
naked bathing in public places.

- Thank you, we appreciate that.
- Good night.

- Thanks, Officer. It was a great evening.
- I was pleased, sir.

A very nice man.

Phone for you, senor.

- To me?
- Sí.

Who could it be?

Nobody knows that I am here.

Hello?

Fraser, you old sack!

What you do not say.

Frida! Campbell... liver failure!

Oh good.

He dies.

Yes! He dies first.

My little.

And then I go back to Vallasay.
And you come with me.

You get meat and whiskey
like a real man.

Hmm.

Tonight is celebrated.

- Is that Moms stew?
- My stew.

Do not you remember?

I always cook him on
special occasions.

- That was you?
- Yes.

- What's that?
- Dad cooked a feast for us.

Sit down and clean.

Caution! Hot.

- Do you see? He opens up.
- Try it. It's his recipe.

- That's really delicious.
- Yes.

I know the knife.

Yes, it should be yours,
but you did not want it.

- I wanted it, but it was too small.
- Too scared.

Well, now I am old enough.

Now it gets Jamie.
I pick it up until it's older.

- That's really delicious.
- Well, wait for the blood sausage.

It's not black pudding,
but it comes close.

You do not have to, I do not like it either.

As a kid, you were
crazy about it.

I do not like that.

Oh come on, son.
Celebrate with me, huh?

I never felt better.

- I also say, stop with the doctors.
- What do you mean by that?

The old plague will die first.

- Campbell?
- Yes, I found out this morning.

- From Fraser.
- We owe your visit to Campbell?

- Mm.
- Who is Campbell?

What is it this time?
Who of you first bites into the grass?

Oh...

You will never change.
Mom was right.

If it were up to you, things
would never change in the world.

To change? What for?

By the way, we
celebrate a dying man.

So, I was hoping we would
celebrate your new restaurant.

Yes me too. Nice stupid.

No, all this is for Alistair
Campbell, who is dying.

Hallelujah!

My dad has been waiting
for it all his life.

- He poisoned your dog.
- Nobody knows that exactly!

Jamie!

I'll tell you something about my dad.

When we found my dog Angus
dead, I wanted to bury him.

But no, you let him rot!

He put the decayed carcass
to the door of Campbell.

- Why did you do that?
- In Vallasay this is called a feud.

I did not start that.

Of course not.
Just by chance you slipped in there.

You are the innocent
heir of a rivalry,

which no MacNeil or Campbell
could settle since 1764,

when Muriel MacNeil broke up her
engagement with Lachlan Campbell.

Muriel looked briefly under Campbell's
kilt and did not like what she saw.

Then the Campbells castrated
the cattle of MacNeils.

The MacNeils could
not go unpunished.

I am glad that you still know that.

He always had better things
to do than help his father.

For you I was always just
"the little coward".

Then he left Vallasay.
He was probably too good for us.

I did not run away!
I had a scholarship in Berkeley!

Should I have been playing
my games all my life?

Little coward.

It was not the scholarship.
That's why you are not gone.

You're right.

I did not want to leave
Vallasay, but you.

Yes, yes, exactly.

And now you are one of those.

Spoiled. Spoiled.

Your son should learn to be autonomous.

You're still the little snot that
plays with her chemistry kit.

It's too late to show
you what a man is!

Here the blind lead
the blind, my boy.

And for those, the stars in
San Francisco are invisible.

You're lucky.

Now I am here and
show you the way.

Oh, you have never seen
such a beautiful sky

like the sky of Vallasay.

The old plague just enjoys
it, but soon he's gone.

And then, my boy,

you and I will look at the
stars together there.

Basically you are in
excellent condition

for your age.

Apart from the occasion
that brings you here.

Unfortunately, one can not say it gently.

Your PET and CT scans confirm

that you have fourth
stage prostate cancer.

- How many stadiums are there?
- Four.

Medically correct, it is a
metastatic prostate cancer.

Once it has progressed,
chemotherapy is not recommended.

In these cases, we prescribe
oxycodone for bone pain.

In addition a hormone therapy.

You need one syringe a week.

- Sir, did you understand that?
- We have a long time left?

Hard to say.
I'm careful with predictions.

- I could guess at best.
- Then guess.

- I would rather not.
- One week? A month? A year?

So less than a year.

There are so many variables.
Your health is good.

Simply a number. What is so difficult?

- Okay thanks.
- No wait.

I am not ready yet.

- May i ask you something?
- Yes of course.

How fast does one die of liver cirrhosis?

Someone my age.
He has five years and goes on the stick.

Has been yellow in the face for months.
It is said that his liver would fail.

Do you seriously expect an answer?

Hm. Exactly how I thought.

They are really useless.

There, exactly.

Oh.

What did you do?

- What do you think?
- Emily says I should come immediately.

Again.
Every day the marmot greets.

- The doctor is just an idiot.
- You were at the doctor again?

Yes, I have cancer, fourth stage.
Whatever that means.

Wait a moment...
What exactly did he say?

He said nothing.

He could not say clearly
when it came to his life.

- But he talked about cancer?
- Yes.

Oh, I'm fine, Ian.
Do not make such a fuss about me.

We have our super fun appointment with
Grandpa and we have something planned.

Oh yes, we have, Jamie-Boy.

Excuse me. Everything okay?

Watch where you're going.

Stop!

Stop!

So what's going on?

Jamie... shit!

You stupid old man!

Good gracious.

- Oh, hey. This is my grandson.
- You again?

- Yes.
- You do not leave a baby alone.

I lost my head.
I was robbed like a tourist.

Do you prefer to run after your money?
You are lucky that I was here.

What would I have done?
That's still so new for me.

I think he likes you.
He starts to play.

You can have it back.

Come here.
How good that you are alive and well.

Hale and hearty, yes, yes...
Oh, you go again?

The babysitter service is over.
I have to get to work.

But we come only for your sake.
They promised us a tour.

Claudia... Rory MacNeil, by the way.
And this is Jamie MacNeil.

But our tours are in the morning
and I am not responsible.

Come on, kid.

I think we have
work to do there.

- Why are they always so ugly?
- There...

Wait, are you seriously interested
or do you want to turn me on?

Of course I'm interested.

For Romans it showed strength of
character to show the traces of life.

These scars and wrinkles
were a symbol of experience.

What they do not say.

Hm.

Mr. MacNeil? What is it?

I feel a bit shaky.

- Are we calling the ambulance?
- I do not know.

Are you feeling better, Rory?

Everything OK?

I'm still alive, son of a bitch.

- What?
- I think that was Gaelic.

- Has something ever happened to you?
- What can I say?

I exaggerated it yesterday
with the whiskey.

If you excuse the question:
Did you speak Gaelic?

Yes, why are you asking?

I'm working on a study on
languages that have become rare.

- Hm.
- They would love you.

- There is also money for it.
- I do not need one.

It's not about money, it's
about future generations.

I do it.

If you come with me.

- Is that supposed to be a rendezvous?
- Not at all.

This is not a rendezvous.
You heard him.

It's about future generations.
Or is not it, Jamie?

You still do not know what it
feels like to love a woman.

But someday, Jamie, someday...

Oh, it's not time to die yet,

You know, when the stars
are just right for you.

Oh... he coughed.

- I just wanted to see him for a moment.
- Yes, I wanted too.

Well.

Good night.

Good night, Dad.

You may be suffering
from treatment days

nausea or pain.

Do not be afraid to tell us.

Fear? In pain?

I think you do not know
much about us Scots.

Rest at home.

Dad? Dad?

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

- I wanted to pick you up.
- I should call, if what is.

- How do you do that without this?
- I do not need anything.

- Hop in. You have to be tired.
- But I have something else to do.

Basically it is very easy.

Speak as gaelic as you
do in everyday life.

Do not try to speak
textbook Gaelic.

What interests us is
the special dialect

Gaelic in the Hebrides.

Well, what should I say best?

Just what you want.

Imagine having a rendezvous
with a beautiful woman.

Oh.

My name is Rory MacNeil.
Your beautiful smile.

It's the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen in this country.

And I like your full breasts.

My head wants to rest there forever.

I can promise you that
I am a devil in bed.

You can count on me.

I'm honest and diongmhalt.

So the part I understood how
nice you find her breasts

and how you say you're
a demon in bed.

- A devil.
- Yes.

Diongmhalt... I did not
understand that in the context.

I do not know that.
I only know it as stubborn.

That does not mean it at all.

Dionogam means you will
not back down in battle.

- No matter what happens.
- Ah, more such a commitment.

You have many words for
all kinds of crap,

but not for what is
really important.

Dionmium is diongmhalt.

Diongmhalt. Am I pronouncing it right?

- Yes.
- Diongmhalt. A great language.

That means, what should
happen, will happen.

They soon sound like a
true Scottish woman.

Come to Vallasay.
They take that from you.

What would a woman like
me do in such a place?

- I belong in the city.
- You can do a lot in Vallasay as well.

- Oh yes? For example?
- Oh, well...

So I go swimming.
Every morning right in front of my house.

You should see the sea.
So fresh and tingling.

When I get out, I'm
as awake as a tiger.

In the evening I go to the pub
and have fun with my friends.

That sounds pretty idyllic.

- What?
- Nothing.

You know, there is a sea here as well.

San Francisco is
a beautiful city

if you get involved with them.

Maybe I will.

If a beautiful woman
like you shows it to me.

- Sí, Señora.
- diapers size 4 are too tight.

- Get hold of size 5.
- Sí, Señora.

Now it's time...

You see, with a little
practice, that works.

- No baby talk.
- Sí, Señora.

Best in narrative form:
"I cut vegetables for the soup."

- Or: "I fill out a form."
- Sí, Señora.

- Where is my bag?
- I'll get her.

Well.

- Oh, who is that?
- Jamie, my darling.

Mom has to go on business trip.

But only for two days, okay?

You are nice to Frida and Grandpa?

Sí. Sí.

He said yes!
Yes, you said yes.

Oh.

Oh my dear.

I'm sorry I have to leave
where you learn to speak.

Do not say a single word
until Mom is back, okay?

I have to go. I'm so sorry.

I'll be back in a few days.

Go on, huh?

Tell Seanair. Seanair.

The day you say it,
you make me immortal.

Seanair.

Rory, I'll be ready soon.
Then I'll come down.

You are from North Korea, yes?

I asked a friend how it is there.
He said, "Can not complain."

- What's your name?
- Rory.

What kind of name is that?
Are you Scottish?

Yes, and I am proud of it.

Short history of Scotland.
Prehistoric Sheep: "Mow."

We wear kilts so they
do not hear the zipper

if we pull ourselves from behind.

- How was I?
- Pretty good.

That's what I like about Scots:

So drunk that they
laugh at everything.

If I were drunk, I would join in.

What has lured you away from your rock
in the middle of the Atlantic here?

Do you want to steal our women

or are you here to do it
with a pretty Maiden?

End-stage cancer.

- When did you find out?
- Um, a while ago.

Shortly after we met.

Why did not you say it?

I understand, if you do not
want to be with a dying man.

That was not the question.

I wish you trusted
me and you are open.

But it has nothing to do with you.

Jamie started talking.

- That's great.
- Yes, he said "sí".

That's Spanish for "yes".
A genius, right?

I can not judge.
I have no kids.

Do you know what, I...
I do not feel like it.

- What do you think?
- I am tired.

It... It has nothing to do with you.

Good night, Rory.

I do not want to make a
statement with a steak.

I just want to protect your interests.
That's why they got me on board.

Look, only the material use

for "Tasting the Beach".

- "Walking the Beach."
- "Walking the Beach."

This is beyond our budget, before...

Do not mind me.
I just have to go through here.

So it works in the White River.

Fully booked for a year in advance.

Ian, you do not have a
cooking show on TV... yet.

As a cook you do not only
give people what they want.

- You have to interest her for new things.
- I'm all yours.

We stay in dialogue
until we are in line.

To the future.

Well.
I'll send you the contracts tomorrow.

- I warned you.
- Leave me alone, dad.

It's best to just drink one.

Well then, pour.

A drink a day...

And you never have to go to the doctor.

You have not completely
forgotten your Gaelic.

I've heard it so many times,
I can do it in my sleep.

That's the only thing that
reminds me of Vallasay.

What do you think of my food, dad?

Well, son...

When I bite into something, I
do not expect it to bite back.

- You hate it.
- I do not say that.

I am a simple man
with a simple taste.

What the hell?
You never understood what I'm doing.

I'm not a hypocrite like Emily's father.

He spits it out, then
he crawls in your ass.

- Do not go for Frank...
- Ian.

Life is too short to give a fart

what an old fool like me

or hold an inflated ass
like Frank from your food.

Do what you love as
long as you can,

before you stand with one foot
in the grave and it is too late.

- Dad...
- Drink up, my boy.

Bold guy, that's good.

That's good. Great.

You can do it. Very good.

Come here... Oh!

Oh, you're fine.

Listen, this will
remain our secret.

We do not tell a soul.

Oh, dear boy.

Oh yes, come here.
Cuddle up to Grandpa.

Dad, look!

What are you doing here?
Take the shit thing away!

Look with your eyes.

Come here, come here.

Oh!

Come here, big one.

Just look at you.
You are a champion.

- How does he get out of bed?
- No idea, I slept.

You slept here?

None of us slept in our own bed.

They respond very well
to the treatment.

That you are still
active at this stage

and lead a normal life,
bordering on a miracle.

You have not said how long.

They want to beat the other guy.
How is he?

Great, great... He's almost dead.

But that's not the point.

- Do you have grandchildren?
- Oh yes, I have.

These two rascals here.

I really would like to hear

as my grandson says to me seanair .

Two months, maybe three.

That should be enough.

Does that work otherwise?

- What works?
- If you apologize with flowers.

Oh, I do not know.
This is my first try.

More precisely, if I
think about it...

I do not think I ever
apologized to a woman.

You know, Rory, I
like you, very much.

But I do not think
that's going to happen.

If we had met earlier,

at another time, 30 years ago...

Actually, I'm not looking for
a relationship right now.

And you...

I'm dying.

I know.

I should have told you about cancer.
I'm sorry.

Well...

I have three months left.
In the best case.

But that's me, unadulterated.

Full of wrinkles and scars,
like your Roman friends.

It's too late for fun, but...

I really would like to have
you with me in my life.

In what I still have.

You do not have to answer right away.

I'll just put those
stupid flowers in here.

- And then I'm already gone.
- They're not dumb.

Now you know my secret.

I know that you understand
what I am about.

But Jeff is not interested
in me or my visions.

I have something in mind
for Jamie's birthday.

Only the best for the boy.
The same is true for you.

Jeff knows exactly what he's doing.
That's why I chose him.

I do not question your judgment.

We should only find a partner who
has the same inspiration as me.

When I invest in art,
I buy a picture,

that I hang up and
resell with profit.

Nothing that turns into shit
and then ends up in the loo.

- You really do not like my food.
- To like?

What does that mean?
Do you know what I like?

Dignity, tact, style.

Can you do something with that?

It hurts me to see you as
a vicarious agent forever

want to be a
narcissistic TV chef.

- Are you getting in now?
- I do not want to be forever.

But maybe one day an investor
will believe in what I do.

You were not so picky

when I should get Jamie a place
in the best kindergarten.

Or when I presented
the apartment to you.

You're right, I was not picky.
But I can say no.

You know what?
You should have stayed a chemist.

- You are at home?
- I wanted to see you.

- Did Jamie say something new?
- No, but he ran.

- No!
- Just a few steps.

- Do you have a video?
- He was too fast on all fours.

Honey, I'm sorry.
He will walk again.

Come on.

- Go on, go ahead. You can do it.
- Come on.

Come to Mommy, Jamie.

- You bought him shoes?
- No, that was Dad.

- Do not you like them?
- Yes, they are very beautiful.

But actually they should not
wear shoes at that age.

But alright.
We just pick them up for later.

Come on, Jamie.
Show Mommy how you can walk.

Do not worry. He will walk again.

I know.

You were so great.
Mom is proud of you.

Of course he's running again,
but you have to be here

if you want to see it.

He considers me a bad mother.

You are a great mother, Em.
You are a great mom.

I do not know what that is.

Everything is improvised.
I have no idea what I'm doing.

When I was little, there was only
Dad, and he worked day and night.

- And now I do it like him.
- You do it as well as you can.

We both do that.

Are we happy?

Do you see?
Now you should have said yes.

I have something to tell you, Em.

What?

I quit the White River.

Good, then you have more
time for the restaurant.

I do not accept the money.

- My dad...
- He already knows.

Oh really?

You ask if I'm happy.

I do not even know
what makes me happy.

I do not just want to pretend

Yes, okay.

I still remember
another folk tale.

It is very, very old.

The older, the better, Rory.

Once upon a time there was a strong carpenter.

All islanders loved him.

The idiot, on the other hand,
walked with a stick on earth,

and everybody hated him.

Even his liver spurned him...

You can still do it, old man.

He has just come.

Rory, it's for you.

Hello?

Fraser.

Oh well... He just gave up like that.

Ah.

He is dead.

Dad?

We eat in a few minutes.

I'm not hungry.

- Then just sit down with us.
- Leave me alone.

- Should we check on him again?
- No idea. I give up.

I thought he was dancing for joy.

On the dead!

God, Dad.

Drink with.
We have something to celebrate.

No, I do not drink anything.
Stop it, he is dead.

What.
Are you on Campbell's side now?

I am at no side.
Campbell is dead.

Now you can not chop on anyone anymore.
But do not take it out on me.

The day will come,

and very soon,

I will not be here anymore.

Do you understand what
I want to say, my boy?

I need you.

If it did not exist, I would
not be here any longer.

We liked that with the
carpenter and the plague.

Do you have more in style?

These were not real folk tales.
I tricked you.

We know that, Rory.
We still like to hear them.

That shows how stupid you are.
How did you notice?

Do you want to hear the truth?

Because your stories
are great and real.

As real as stories can be.

Oh, you do not even
know what's real.

Who listens to an old
man who talks nonsense?

Is good.

Then tell us what is
real in your eyes?

A child.

Rory, a moment.

All your recordings are on here.

This is for you.

For future generations.

Welcome.

Here, for you.

There we are.
What? You do not want to get out yet?

- Ian?
- What?

Where is your dad?

Stop!

Dad, what are you doing?

It's almost like a wedding.

When Klabautermann.
What can I offer you?

Whiskey, a very ordinary one.

No fire, no smoke.
Only whiskey.

But very much.

- Look, the birthday cake.
- Wow.

A double.

I can spoil you and
I will spoil you.

Want to thank Grandpa?

- Well, are you tired?
- Here, Frank. Give it to me.

Go to grandpa. Okay I got it.

Hello, my little Jamie.

I have a little
surprise for you.

Dad, where do you want to go with him?

- a cocktail?
- Not for him.

- He does not want anything to pay for.
- Dad.

Thank you.

You got married into
a great family.

Yes, I think so too.

Here, look.

Look, what is that?

Well, you see?

Let's see if it floats?
Yes, let's see if it floats.

It will start soon.
Look, that's yours.

Is not that great? Look at this.

Now watch out, now comes a wave.
Yes that is great.

What are you doing there?

Oh, look.
Here comes the spoilsport.

Have you completely lost your mind?

Jamie is having a good time.

- Come out of the water immediately!
- Go back. We have our fun.

- I said, get out!
- Come on, come on.

I'm not in the mood for your games.

Look at your dad.

- Grow up!
- This is not Jamie's family.

Ian, he does not fit in there.

What are you up to?
Do you want to go to Vallasay with him?

I do not make the same mistake
with him as with you.

Dad, you're dying.

We only have so little time left.
Do we have to fight to the end?

Can not we let it be?

Let it be, dad.

Please, Dad, let it be good.

Come on.

Oh, my sparrow.

Let's go.

Now get out of there.
You will catch a cold.

Dad?

- Is he even here?
- I do not know. I'll check.

He is so drunk, the old man.

Oh, fuck you!

Or I feed the devil
with your liver.

"I feed the devil
with your liver!"

Completely disgusting, dude.

We can begin.

Do not try to speak
textbook Gaelic.

Do not worry, I can not
do any textbook Gaelic.

So you earn money
listening to stories?

I chose the wrong job.

My name is Rory MacNeil.

I am 74 years old, I
was born in Vallasay,

on the Isle of Lewis
in the Outer Hebrides.

In scotland.

The MacNeils in Vallasay has been
around for almost 2000 years.

Perfect!

Tell us a story in Gaelic.

- Rory.
- Oh hello.

- What happened?
- I think I have to lie down.

Come on, I'll bring you up.

- You're so adorable.
- You are very wet.

- The sofa would have been enough for me.
- Do not be silly now.

Now down with the
patschnassen pants.

No!

I draw your attention to this:

This is the latest fashion
in Vallasay, I swear.

I wondered what you were
wearing under the kilt.

A secret.

Is you warm enough?

Yes, slowly.

Would you be very sad,

if we only hold each other in the arm?

I'm just not able to
do more than that.

Oh.

What would I give if you could
have seen me as a young man?

If I just could.

Rory.

It is wonderful.

Had we met years ago.

We met at exactly
the right time.

We do not have much time left.

Many do not have what we have.

Not even when they are young.

Not even in her life.

I know that smile.

Rory?

Rory?

Rory. Oh God. Rory.

- Look for his values.
- Yes.

- You may now to him.
- How is he?

We'll keep him here today,
but tomorrow he may go home.

We can not do much for him
from a medical point of view.

Thank you.

You have a visit.

Do you need anything?

- Can you help me up?
- Naturally.

Okay, come on. Get up.

No, take the remote, you idiot.

- So better?
- Yes.

Ian.

I want to go home.

- Tomorrow I can take you.
- No, to our home.

To Vallasay.

We're all going, dad.

First you come to my museum.
It is completely natural.

It is made of the
sea and the rocks.

You just stand there and look at it.

It takes your breath away.

Rory.

I'm not quite sure.

I do not think I'm going
to Vallasay with you.

You should spend the time with Ian.
It is his time.

What about us?

Oh, you have to drink a beer

with Fraser and Alice in the pub.

You have to look for shells on the beach.

And you have to come along to piss
on the grave of a certain person.

I love how you make me laugh.

That's fine.

That's fine.

You do not have to come.

Anyway...

You are Vallasay.

Look, Jamie.

Beautiful!

- Come on.
- Angel, look.

- Is that a smile?
He smiles inwardly.

Dad, come here. Come on the picture.

Am I a fucking tourist?

- Come on, Dad.
- Do not call me dad!

I'm Seanair.

Come on, come here. In the center.

Are you? Well then.

Good, finished?
I want to see you smile.

And another one.

Do we show Jamie where
we cut the shells?

- Do you do that?
- For sure?

It's about time you
got that, right?

- I pick it up for Jamie.
- It's yours.

I hope you pass it on, but
that's your decision.

"My little warrior".
I was not exactly a warrior.

I gave you this too soon.

I could not wait to
make a man of you.

A man like me.

I did not have the patience to wait and
see what kind of man you will become.

Let's go.

I will not be here much
longer to accompany you.

But just look up to the stars.

They show you the way.

The most important is:

If you love someone,
you have to say it.

Do not think, there
is a better moment.

Because he does not come.

I could have made many
people happier...

if I only...

- Seanair.
- Yes.

Seanair.

Seanair.

Look, this is where
your seanair lived.

Jamie, come!

Who is first at the house.
I win, I win!

I win. I'm faster than you.

Oh no, you hit me again.

Always the same.

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