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♪ DRONING ELECTRONIC MUSIC ♪

Early bird catches the worm.

(LAUGHS) What's the worm?

Jerry left it in the clubhouse bar last night.

Eejit!

Sure, listen, we're saints.

Ah, don't talk to me.

We're never going to get you to play golf, are we, Sandra?

Ah, ah. No, no.

It just seems so futile to me.

♪ ELECTRONIC MUSIC INTENSIFIES ♪

There you are.

All the supplies needed for your fun little day trip.

Karen, have you put on factor? Yeah, cool, co...

But hey, why do we have to go to this idiotic water park?

It's Niamh's hen, love.

And you're both far too young to go to a hen.

Yeah, but why can't we just chill by the pool?

Unsupervised?

Because your dad's playing golf.

Even if he wasn't, Elodie did not come all the

way from France just to chill by the pool in deafening silence.

She could well be doing that at home.

She needs to hear words.

There'll be kids your age at the water park.

You'll meet people,

learn to say things with your mouths

as opposed to with those phones.

Yeah, well, I'm afraid this place is for literal babies.

Choo-choo, ladies.

The train is leaving the station.

Ahh! Here is your chauffeur.

Oh, Karen.

Karen, please, for the last time before you go, will you please,

please, please give me your dress?

Everything needs to be pinned and ready before the big day.

We're all getting dressed across the way with Niamhy.

Yeah, I'll give it to you tomorrow.

No, no, give it to me now. Quick question.

Are we ready to rock?

Yeah, we're ready. PHONE BUZZING

ELODIE: Bonne chance Maman, aujourd'hui.

What's happening?

(ELODIE CONTINUES SPEAKING FRENCH) She's on the phone.

Just constantly on the phone.

It's a real problem.

Jokes on you, I'm going to rid of my phone,

so you won't be able to complain about it any more.

And then you don't have to say it any more.

You don't have anything. Everything...

Bon?

Oui? Yes.

Everything...

Bon. Great.

Alright. Elodie, let's go.

Bye. Slán.

RADIO: But also, you know, right?

That it's happy to go in the end of the day.

Oh, that looks a lot like my beloved Solpadine.

As promised.

Oh, my God.

I love your look.

Oh, I love the whole story you're telling here.

I hope you don't mind me saying it,

(CHUCKLES) but you remind me of a young me.

So nice. Thank you.

Oh, no. Go on out into the garden.

Yeah.

Hi, Margot.

Hi, Sandra.

So I didn't sleep a wink last night.

I was so energised by our chat about art and patronage.

She's not exaggerating.

We're sharing a bed, and she literally did not sleep all night.

Why are you sharing a bed?

Two single women at a wedding.

Don't have the same rights as everyone else.

Everyone assumes we'll sleep anywhere

because we're just so grateful not to be left behind

with our haunted uterus.

We're toxic matter.

A woman said to me in our last one,

Are you having fun chatting at my husband?

And he was gross.

The last wedding we went to, we were sleeping in a airing cupboard.

Yeah, this is a double bed this time.

Although it is in the shape of a racing car.

And the pillow cases say pit stop.

Oh God, but that doesn't sound very restful.

Like Claire says, we've had worse.

So I was thinking about what I might show you

and sketching and I'm thinking some more.

And then light bulb moment.

I remembered Niamh's wedding gift.

Oh.

I... Okay.

I wasn't going to do this, but...

Oh, is this something you've made? Mm-hmm.

Are you sure you want to open it now?

Yeah, I mean, I think it's a really good illustration

of where I'm at in my practice. Let's do it.

Can I open the... I love opening things.

LAUGHTER The big reveal.

Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness.

Oh my goodness.

Oh, my goodness me.

I love-love-love it. I love it.

Oh, my goodness me.

Look, I don't want to be all like,

It's actually a very generous wedding gift, but just so you know,

this would go... 2 grand. LOUD BIRDSONG

And, you know, in case she wants to insure it, or...

You are so talented, Claire. I am.

I mean, thank you. Thank you, obviously.

Do you do bigger work? Oh, yeah. Yeah, of course.

I think it's just a matter of scaling up, really,

because the idea is always the same, the vision.

But I suppose, yeah, if you're thinking about

a much larger project,

then you might want to consider a bigger animal.

Yeah.

Maybe something that represents who we are or who you are.

Em...

Oooh...

(LAUGHS) Ooh, what animal am I, I wonder?

You could be a deer.

A deer is a little bit Lady Di, to be honest.

I agree. Or a dolphin.

Like a porpoise.

Like any graceful animal, I think.

I don't know if we need to be locked into

the animal kingdom so intensely.

I think I might bring this along to counsellor Barbera

as proof of your work

and discuss some of the practicalities with him.

He's been waiting on my submission

and his office is only 10 minutes away,

and he is the loveliest man.

He's very Spanish aesthetic, bright, splashy colours.

With this, I'll be guiding him towards a more...

northern European aesthetic, something cooler.

What about Caroline's son?

I just think the best idea has to win.

The sculpture is going to be there forever.

And I like the idea of it being a female artist.

It's time. Hello!

Yeah, but won't she be mad?

Not everyone thinks like you do, Margot.

So yeah, absolutely. Hold on to the bird.

No worries.

I think we should visit the site.

BIRD SQUAWKING

Wow.

Yeah.

I mean, to make any impression,

it's going to have to be like 30 feet tall at minimum.

Mm. Yeah, that shit's got a loom.

Let's look at it from the sculptor's point of view.

Yeah. Fun, yeah.

LAUGHTER

♪ PLAYFUL MUSIC '♪

Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

LAUGHS

Oh yeah.

Something that flows... Yeah, yeah. I'm hearing ya.

Something that flows, and also looms.

Uh-hah.

Something that's feminine, but also powerful, yeah?

Yeah, and fierce, right? Yeah.

Right? And Irish contemporary. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

You'll also need to consider foreshortening.

Of course. Yeah.

Clare, you're getting sunburnt on your neck.

And also on your arms.

You'll also be needing an engineer

and some poured concrete base, I'm assuming.

Absolutely.

Yeah, poured concrete.

What kinda budget?

Just in terms of raw materials.

I think that's one I'd have to do up on the laptop

and then come back to you on.

Right. Yeah.

PHONE BEEPS

Oh.

Right. So that's Barbera.

He's free. Oh, okay.

Oh, God. I'll see you girls at the hen.

Alright. Good luck.

♪ INTENSE MUSIC ♪

I believe in you. I believe in you.

I believe in you. I believe in you. I believe in you.

You're the best. You're the best. You're the best.

Caroline. Princess Caroline of Monaco?

(SCOFFS) I'm just joking. No, Caroline.

Caroline?

Why is Caroline...?

Who is... What is Caroline?

(LAUGHS)

You're so funny.

That's very funny.

(LAUGHS) Oh, that's very good.

Yeah, yeah.

She's female. She's Irish. She's young.

She's an artist, obviously, because that's why I'm here.

And she's also bisexual.

I think she's bisexual.

Why are we here?

Why are we staring at a fucking mound of the dirt?

Mm. It's like a Christmas ornament.

Like something you put on a Christmas tree?

Oh, I don't know about a Christmas tree, but yeah, it is.

It is ornamental.

It's a wedding gift by a young female Irish artist

called Claire Cassidy.

Very exciting, making a lot of noise back home.

I really think we have found the creative lead for this project.

Does she have any work on a bigger scale?

I just think it's a matter of scaling up. Do you know?

The most important thing is that she is a woman.

She is Irish, and she really understands the brief.

We toured the site this morning,

and she took measurements and that.

Good. And what does Caroline think?

I'm not sure.

Oy. (SPEAKS SPANISH)

I think we just consider the work on its own terms.

I mean, isn't that the best way to decide?

The gift to the town from your golf club is very has been generous.

Has the golf club approved the proposal?

They will.

My husband, Jerry, as you know,

is on the board, and Caroline's husband, Fergal, is not.

Then I'll do some due diligence in order

to ratify the 30 percent that will come from the local council.

Yeah, that sounds proper.

We need a full proposal. Yeah.

What I like the proposal to contain along the drawing, of course,

is a structural report for the roundabout,

Budget for raw materials, insurance details,

local subcontractor details and references,

and a realistic time scale.

Yeah. Great.

I'm excited. Oh, me too. (CHUCKLES)

♪ TRIUMPHANT MUSIC ♪

Sandra, aren't you forgetting something?

Coo-coo-rrroo-coo-coo!

Sí, por supuesto.

Out for a walk?

Yes.

You don't usually like to walk along the golf course.

Did you lose something?

I was just trying to get my distances sorted

for the tournament this week.

Tee to green, bunker placement and so on.

Done so much work since last winter.

It's like a different course out there.

Mm. Ah. I see.

Yeah, it's like how they change everything at Supervalu.

One week the eggs are here, next week, they're three aisles away.

Where are the effing baked beans now?

I suppose the club captain has to know about these things.

Yes.

Appearances and all that. Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So, I went to see Councillor Barbera this morning about the sculpture.

I thought that was Caroline's gig.

Well, it's anyone's gig, really.

You know, Caroline is just one I have a group of people

who have interesting ideas.

I have an idea, too.

You do? I do.

Yeah.

My interesting idea is young Claire Cassidy.

With the big blazer and the mad curly hair.

The fascinating young female artist, yeah.

What experience does she have?

We had a great meeting, and she had some wonderful ideas.

Wait now, what about Caroline's son, Finbar?

Fintan. Fintan.

See, I want a woman.

We are a quarter of the way through the 21st century.

Okay. Well, have you seen Claire's work?

I have. Yeah, of course I have.

And what's it like?

It's delicate, it's beautiful. It's Irish.

Can you be more specific?

♪ RHYTHMIC MUSIC ♪

(SCOFFS) It's fucking tiny.

Everything can be scaled up by a man with a calculator

and a hard hat.

We're not looking for engineers.

We're looking for artists.

That's the most important thing. Alright.

This will all have to be put into the proposal for the golf club.

Yeah, yeah. And you'll get it all.

Good.

I trust you. Yeah.

I know.

Okay.

Yeah, great.

You're ready?

Yeah.

Well, you'll see. You'll see the problem.

I don't mind Niamh naming tables after gap year destination

she and Derek visited. I think that's fun, actually.

But how can she sit a bunch of her friends at a table called Amsterdam

and not expect her granny to think it's a drug thing?

Meanwhile, your mother is all the way over in Vietnam

with Stephen Carr, both of whom, it is fair to say, are terrific racists.

They won't be happy.

Shouldn't they be in, I don't know, Berlin?

Look at Naomi and Alwani

all the way over there in the corner in Mumbai.

I mean, won't she think that's because she's half Indian?

Lamb of Jaysus.

Also, I think the furthest we should be sending

Catherine Behan to is Athens.

Yes, is there a city called Single? What?

Over by the water fountain, there's a table called Single.

Is that in Hungary or something?

Single is the singles table.

Oh! Hi, guys. Hiya.

Hey, Caroline. Yeah.

Niamhy wants to keep them all together.

By all accounts, it is a nightmare trying to blend them

with the couples. They never fit.

RADIO: I get one point of note, Gina, and you touched on it there.

Like, if two litres a minute is too far-

So listen, Fergal's after finding a porn on his browser history.

It seems that when Fintan was down here last month,

taking pictures of the roundabout,

he was spending his evenings on a Porn Hub on the computer.

Fintan is a grown man.

It's perfectly natural.

Although you would worry about messaging in terms of consent,

but you know.

Yes, but, well, Fergal is freaking out because,

well, because some of it's men.

But they do play a part, Caroline.

Yes, but...

Oh my, Fergal is freaking out because his son

is not watching exclusively woman-on-woman porn.

No, no.

Fergal's freaking out because some of the porn itself is gay.

Well, some of it, but not all of it.

Yeah.

So in addition to everything else that's going on,

Fergal now thinks Fintan might be gay.

Well, can't he be bisexual?

Jerry. Jerry.

Yeah, what?

Can't a man be bisexual?

How, how, how, how would I know? I don't know.

I'm just, I'm just wondering if you have, you know,

an insight, any opinion. No, I don't.

I do not. No, no, no.

No, no, no. Oh. No, no, no.

Bisexual's hardly better though, is it?

HORN BEEPING (Scoffs) Pick a lane, would ya?

(TUTS, SIGHS)

LIQUID POURING, ICE CLATTERING

CHATTER, LAUGHTER

CHEERING

Jerry, are you staying?

Are you mad?! I'm just dropping off my credit card.

ALL CHANTING: Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

No!

Oh, you'll stay for just one, won't ya?

CHEERING

SOUND DISTORTS, BIRDSONG

♪ SONG: Raphael Lake - "Llámame" ♪

You two smoke?

Oh, okay.

I had that meeting with Councillor Barbera.

You did? I did, yeah.

Whoa.

Along with the drawings,

we'll need a structural report for the roundabout,

a budget for raw materials,

insurance details,

local subcontractor details,

and references,

and a realistic time scale.

Whoa.

Is that funny?

Sandra, we just smoked a joint.

Would you believe I've never done that?

COUGHS

I can provide all those things you said.

You know the numbers and the details?

You're going to go from a five-inch bird

to a 40-foot wrought iron sculpture?

Yeah, Margot.

I can't feel anything.

Sandra, tell us about yourself.

Where did you get your interest in art?

Oh, God, where to begin?

I mean, we've got all day.

Um...

Just keep sketch

because Niamhy will skin me alive if you catch us me smoking.

Um...

Gorgeous. Where to begin?

Yeah, let's see.

Born in a small town in Mayo in the early 1970s.

Convent, educated, brothers on the farm.

Brunch was an ice cream you had after Mass on a Sunday.

You know, I always liked art at school.

And there was a boy, Danny Barrett, who liked art, too.

And he wanted to go to Dublin, to NCAD.

He was two years older than me.

And... ♪ SOMBRE MUSIC ♪

I watched him put his portfolio portfolio together,

and he got in.

He left.

And much to the horror of my parents,

I followed suit two years later.

You got into NCAD?

Good for you.

Only when I got there,

Danny had dropped out and moved to London with a new girlfriend,

LAUGHS and I didn't know a soul.

Yeah, I struggled, to be honest.

Nobody from my county was there, let alone my school.

The rest of the year, they were all artists.

I was on This Is the Sea, and they were on Venus in Furs.

I didn't know what I wanted to say.

And then it dawned on me.

I had moved to Dublin to be with a boy and not to make art.

And so there I was,

freezing cold in a bed sitting in Kilmainham,

drinking snakebite and wearing dresses, jumpers,

and woollen tights all at the same time.

Oh, sketch.

Thank you.

So what then?

There was an end-of-year show.

It was pure disaster for me, but a group of guys had come along.

Fans of art, or fans of young female artists, we'll never know.

I suspect the latter.

A certain and Jerry Byrne among them.

Did you drop out?

Well, no, not there and then.

No. I began second year, alright.

But if you're ever wondering if you have something you have

to say and you're hit with a life-altering change

of circumstances, say,

falling pregnant in Dublin in the 1990s,

then you find out fairly quickly if you're an artist to your boots.

The road not taken, and all that.

Did you always want to be a mother?

I have no earthly clue.

Do you?

I don't know.

See, I don't know how anyone knows.

I know I don't.

Isn't this lovely?

Mm.

A mother sending her daughter out into the world.

I remember being down here at this resort when I was Niamh's age.

The way me and Karen fight now, you'd think I was never young.

But I was.

That's just the mother wound.

Your mother can never be perfect in the way you want her to be.

She will inevitably fall short and hurt you in a way

that reflects your own self-loathing.

All mothers are cursed with that one.

My granny used to refer to my mother to me as the common enemy.

Truly, we are the worst.

I feel like we need another round of drinks, no?

Oh yeah. Yes. (CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS) We should be doing this every day.

We should.

Now tell me to mind my own business,

Caroline, but about the sculpture?

What about it?

Don't you think it'd be amazing if we got a female artist

for the roundabout?

We've already told Fintan he can do it.

Why'd you do that, Caroline?

If it's an open tender.

I wanted to give him something to work towards, to live for.

If I take it away from him now, you'd worry he'd relapse,

you know that kinda way?

I'm sure he's stronger than you give him credit for.

It's more him and Fergal, really.

What about him and Fergal?

Fergal gives him such a hard time, you know?

Says I've gone easy on him down the years.

But I only do that because Fergal is so awful to him.

Toughening him up, apparently.

♪ DRAMATIC MUSIC ♪

You know what men are like.

I do.

Oh, you drowned your fags.

It's a hate crime.

Mm. The fags are so bad for me.

How's your week going?

Grand. Yeah.

Having the chats, a few drinks, the usual.

Yeah.

Any nice men?

At a hen?

Or boys.

Don't know what you like, how your tastes go.

Maybe they're just like mine.

Or maybe you'd just like to flirt with everyone.

Are you a flirt?

Don't we all like a harmless flirt?

That's the key, isn't it?

I'm sorry.

I'm just not that good at chatting.

I'm in a weird place in my life right now.

Weird?

How?

You know how? I mean, I told you at the lunch.

Oh, about the beating up?

Yes, about the beating up.

It's terrible when bad things happen to good people.

I'm not even remotely good.

I'm sure you are.

You I don't know me.

Do you know me?

I don't.

I mean, I know a bit.

Am I a good person? Do you think?

Yeah, I think so.

Why do you think that?

You're Niamh's mother.

And you've been so nice to me, to all of us.

Finding us a house, having us over dinner.

Niamh's. Motherrr.

Why don't I get you a refill?

And find you a dry fag, while I'm at it.

LAUGHS

Niamh's. Mother.

I do?

You do, yeah.

Distant.

I think that's just Niamh and the wedding stuff.

Sorry about Fergal going on about the golf the whole way here.

I'm delighted for him. He never wins.

Men are so transparent.

Hmm, what's that?

Oh, you know, look at Fergal there.

He probably thinks he's playing it real cool.

God, if they knew what we knew about them,

they'd never live with themselves.

Oh, listen.

Poor guy.

If they knew how clearly they were showing everything

and at the same time thinking it's all so hidden away.

They'd bash our heads in with a rock.

You know,

the night before I got married, my mother said to me, It's much,

much better in the long run to let them think we're stupid,

because it makes them happier.

And that, you know, makes life easier for us.

Absolutely.

Yeah, but Caroline?

Mm-hmm.

You don't want to be memorialising that, do you?

You don't want to be building a monument

to that state of mind, do you?

Because did you know that in Dublin,

there is not one statue of a female public figure in this day and age?

There's Molly Malone.

No, she's just a fable. She's made up.

She's a projection from the male imagination.

She's a sex worker who's breasts visitors' fondle for luck.

Are you on something, Sandra?

Am I on something?

Am I? Yeah.

No, no.

CHUCKLES

Am I on something?

BOTH LAUGH

He's a family man.

So was Josef Fritzl.

SLURPS

DOOR OPENS, FOOTSTEPS

♪ SUSPICIOUS MUSIC ♪

Karen?

Oh, God. Oh, Jesus.

Oh, Jesus.

How did this happen?

(WINCES) How do you think it happened?

Well, em... you didn't put on factor.

That's not why it happened.

It happened because you sent us to a fucking water park.

Please, please, please don't eff and Jeff at me.

Elodie doesn't swear.

Yeah, Elodie doesn't swear because Elodie is perfect.

Why don't you just swap Elodie for me permanently?

Well, I just don't think Elodie's mum would like that deal. Hmm?

And listen, you'll be fine. WINCES

You'll be fine.

Look, the yoghurt will help. Look, I have...

I've got these.

Why are your eyes so bloodshot?

Oh, going somewhere, are we?

It's Niamh's dinner.

Love, we've got steak and a hot stone,

whatever that means, in 30 minutes.

It's just a little sunburn.

I'll be back. CAR BEEPS OUTSIDE

I'll be back later.

It's your sister's big night.

Go.

(WHISPERS) Where's Jerry?

He went to buy us pizza. And more yoghurt.

SIZZLING

Excuse me.

Plates are hot.

Plates are stones, actually.

LAUGHTER

Ow. That stone is hot. Yeah, it's hot.

CHATTER

She really wants to support my work.

She said she knew how to win the bid.

She said, Don't worry about the competition, the golf club, Barbera.

She said, Don't worry about any of it.

Claire is so excited.

It's such a big opportunity for her.

Yeah.

Wait, do you not know any of this? Whoops.

Blabber mouth over here.

It's fine.

(WHISPERS_ What is it?

MDMA.

Is it interesting?

I mean, it's very interesting.

You can do some, Sandra, but you have to promise you won't die.

Lick your finger.

Uh-huh. Dip it in.

Oh, not... Oh.

..that much. Oh.

Nothing's happening.

I'm not feeling anything.

DISTORTED SOUND

It's the night time.

It is.

And you were in there for 45 minutes.

You okay? I'm fine.

I just want to put my fist in my mouth.

I feel worse.

Who is the bride?

Yeah.

I need music.

I have been thinking long and hard about this, Cormac.

I don't want to eat meat off a rock.

Oh my God, that music is super Kylie.

Still hot.

Okay, so that's now the third time you have touched

the incredibly hot stone.

Do you want to be in this restaurant?

Food? Yuck.

I don't want to be in any restaurant.

Well maybe go somewhere. Somewhere else?

Without food? Yes.

And this is for dinner?

Okay, let's go.

Mom's on E.

That explains it.

It's actually an important... I have no idea

what are you talking about? I think...

Councillor.

Sandra, this is my husband, Lucho. Hi.

Hi. Oh,

LAUGHS

And this is Cormac,

and he is also from Ireland.

I was telling Lucho about the bird.

The Claire Cassidy the bird.

He thinks the statue should be a Peacock.

The feathers spread wide.

(SPEAKS SPANISH) No, cariño.

CONVERSE IN SPANISH

So where are you going?

We're both going home now.

I'm feeling sick, and Sandra's very kind to be taking me home,

looking after me. A very good night to you both.

Oh, that was brusque.

They do not need to be seeing you right now, specifically your eyes.

This looks fun.

Oh!

♪ LIVELY MUSIC PLAYS INSIDE ♪

♪ SONG: The Style Council - "It Didn't Matter" ♪

♪ I remember all the early days

♪ I'm trying to think of the right things to say

♪ I didn't want you to think I was like the rest

♪ Who think they own you just because you've laid with them?

♪ It didn't matter

♪ Really, it didn't matter

♪ Oh, it didn't matter

♪ Now we are together... ♪

♪ SONG: Kormac - "Hazy" ♪

MUSIC FADING OUT SLOWLY

MUSIC COMES BACK IN

CLAIRE: ...the capacity is there,

I've just been limiting the size myself.

Like I've been limiting it with my thoughts.

I think I've been limiting myself, I think I've been limiting my process.

And actually, maybe it's my capacity to meet the size.

It's an opportunity.

I really... Yeah.

Slow down.

It's a fair exchange, Margot.

Art costs money.

Also, there's going to be something on that roundabout in a year

from now, so why can't it be something that's made by me?

You want me to answer that?

You and I both know the trouble you've had following through

on commitments like this in the past.

You and I both know I've never had a chance like this in the past.

I want to ask you something.

Oh. Yeah.

Claire.

What about Claire?

I think you think that she's not able for this project I have proposed.

I don't want to be disloyal.

No, no.

I need to know what you think, and I think you know that.

Claire has had some trouble finishing projects in the past.

She has mental health issues,

and they can be managed, but she can get high and then very low.

Yeah, but that's the risk you take, yeah?

For years, I have had to pick up the pieces

after Claire's emotional fallout

from more than one project that she promised

and then failed to deliver.

Claire is an over-committer.

And when she had her breakdown

and had to move back in with her parents,

it was me who had to pick her up, dust her off,

and get her back in the game.

I love her like a sister, and she is incredibly talented.

But you need to factor in extra time or fake deadlines,

and you need to find a way to keep enough pressure off her so

that she can make this thing work.

Because if you don't, it'll all be landing in my door.

And I'm kind of tired of being a professional friend to my friend.

SOUND BUBBLES, DISTORTS

♪ REPETITIVE DANCE MUSIC ♪

Vincent, what are you doing here?

This not at church? Are you okay?

Am I okay? Yeah, never better.

How are you?

Look a little shook, shall we say.

Listen, I'm sorry if what I told you caused

you to spin out in the way it clearly has done.

Spin out? What the fuck does that mean?

It's gobbledegook.

It's fucking Bikram.

It's holding space.

I've fucking had it.

I'm just saying you must be processing a lot,

and maybe I was a bit blunt or something, but you had to know.

Yeah, this is what me knowing looks like.

Are you happy?

No, I'm not happy because I told you that in confidence

and the way you're behaving,

everyone can tell that something is going on with you.

The kids at the villa, they say you've gone buck wild.

I mean, these are Niamh's friends.

Vincent, can't you see? That's really dangerous.

We were on a confession booth, Sandra.

I wasn't confessing a sin. No?

No.

No, I wasn't looking to be absolved by the fucking church,

Listen, I was talking to a man who once upon the time fucked me.

Yeah?

A man who ghosted me,

as the kids say, the morning afterwards.

And you I know it disappeared out of my life,

leaving me to figure out what the fuck to do.

So I am asking you if I can rely on you

in your current state to keep this to yourself.

Do I owe you that?

What are you going to do?

You're going to shout it down from the pulpit

like it's an It's the episode of Dallas,

like it's the fucking Thorn Birds.

I don't fucking know, Sandra!

♪ SONG: Kode9 - "Rona City Blues" ♪

KAREN: You're so fucking controlling.

I was so I'm so worried about you this evening, my baby.

Listen, I know you're scared to be all

on your own when I go to boarding school.

It's not really my responsibility.

Well, we still have to discuss that, and technically,

I won't be on my own.

Yeah, I'm not sure about that.

Darlin'.

You are here with us, and you are safe.

And your father and I, we love you to pieces,

and we will always be here for you.

And you never have to worry about that.

I'm not worried, Mum.

But maybe you should be.

(SIGHS)

Where are ya, ya little bastards?

GROANS

Please, please.

Please, fucking fags.

Sandra Byrne.

How the mighty have fallen.

Oh.

♪ SONG: Chris De Burgh - "Lonely Sky" ♪

♪ The cold north wind they call "La Bise"

♪ Is swirling round about my knees,

♪ Trees are crying leaves into the river;

♪ I'm huddled in this french cafe

♪ I never thought I'd see the day,

♪ But winter's here and summer's really over,

♪ Even the birds have packed up and gone,

♪ They're flying south with their song,

♪ And my love, she too has gone, she had to fly,

♪ Take care, it's such a lonely sky,

♪ They'll trap your wings my love and hold your flight,

♪ They'll build a cage and steal your only sky,

♪ Fly away, fly to me, fly when the wind is high,

♪ I'm sailing beside you in your lonely sky

♪ The old cathedral lights are low

♪ She and I we'd often go there

♪ To admire and sometimes kneel in prayer;

♪ Lords and ladies lie in stone,

♪ Hand in hand from long ago,

♪ And though their hands are cold they'll love forever,

♪ Even the choir rehearses those songs

♪ For Christmas is not long,

♪ And alone, I sing my song, she had to fly,

♪ Out there it's such a lonely sky...

Subtitling RTÉ 2026.

♪ They'll trap your wings my love and hold your flight... ♪