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ANCHORWOMAN: An acute shortage of rental properties

and rising rents mean many low-income families

can no longer afford to rent accommodation

from private landlords.

ANCHORMAN: According to a leading homeless charity,

Ireland now has the highest growth rate

for family homelessness in the whole of Europe.

REPORTER: Hundreds of families are left to source

their own emergency accommodation,

many struggling to find a hotel that will take them.

Charities are now calling for...

♪♪ [SOFT PIANO]

ROSIE: Hiya, yeah, I'm looking for a room.

A family room.

No.

For a week just, I'd say.

Hiya, I'm looking for a room.

For a few nights.

A family room.

It's Dublin City Council. The Council credit card.

You're on a list of hotels I was given.

I'm looking for a room for a few nights.

There's six of us.

I got your number from a list I was given and--

Okay, thanks anyway.

Hiya, I'm looking for a room for a few nights.

A family room.

That's right, yeah, City Council credit card.

Even for a night just?

- My turn. - No, my turn.

Shh, I said.

Hiya, yeah, I'm looking for a room for a week just, I'd say.

- [KIDS ARGUING] - Sorry?

A family room.

- You can't have both! - Gimme Peaches!

ROSIE: Sorry?

No, I'm--

It's Dublin City Council.

The Council credit card.

You're on a list I was given.

- She said it's me. - No, she didn't.

She said, "Shh."

Shh, I said.

We're looking for something permanent,

so I just need the room for--

- She said shush! - No!

- Sorry? - Not shush!

- Okay. Thanks anyway. - [KIDS YELLING]

I wasn't even saying shush! Mammy! Mammy!

Shh, I said!

Hiya, I'm looking for a room for a few nights.

I got your number on a list I was given.

- It's not fair with me though. - Yes, it is.

Okay, thanks.

Bitch.

I didn't say that.

She was though.

[SCOFFS] It's a copy of a copy.

It's hardly there at all. Lookit.

Read it out to me, hon, will ya?

I'm doing my homework.

It's only a few phone numbers, Kayleigh.

I'm not asking you to abandon your education. Come on.

We'll find a hotel and then start looking for a new place.

A house, like.

Mammy, Mammy!

What's wrong with you, hon?

Wasn't me.

- See yous. - See ya.

- John Paul? - Yeah?

I need you to stay late tomorrow night, all right?

- Okay. - Is that okay?

- Just 2 or 3 hours. - Yeah, yeah.

We've a big launch, loads of prep.

No problem, yeah, see ya.

It's me. Where are you?

Outside Megan's house. Still here.

In the car, yeah.

Say hiya to your daddy.

Hiya, Daddy.

Now quiet for a minute till I talk to him.

Proper quiet now. Shush-shush quiet.

[SHUSHING]

No. No luck, no.

Nowhere yet.

I'm going through all of them, yeah.

All day, John Paul, since this morning, yeah.

I'll have to phone the emergency line in a minute.

Geez, it's after half-four.

No, no one from the Council ever phoned me back.

No one did, no.

What?

Here, I'd say. I've put a wash into Megan's washing machine,

so I have to wait until it's done.

Anyway, there's nowhere for us to go yet.

So what do you think?

Will you still be there if I head that way to yous?

We'll be grand. Don't worry.

We'll get somewhere.

See you in a bit.

Love you.

Okay.

- Would you stop? - No!

- It's not your turn! - Yes, it is!

- If I have to go back there... - No!

Gimme Peaches!

She won't even let us.

Watch it!

How are you getting on there, hon?

- Okay. - Great.

I left school too young.

- You had me. - I had you.

I used to like school, but... I don't know.

- [KNOCKING] - [KIDS SCREAM]

It's only Megan.

Me heart, Megan! I'm not joking, you!

Sorry!

Thanks, hon. You're a star.

Ah, no problem.

Do us a favor, will you open it for us?

Thanks.

Will you not come in for a bit?

No. Thanks, Megan, no.

There's the five of us.

We're just waiting on John Paul. We'll be gone in a bit.

Last time I'll be doing this, fingers crossed.

I'd say it's hard, though.

The places they have us staying in.

They're miles from the kids' school.

One of them wasn't even in Dublin.

It was in Meath, out in the country.

- It's mad. - Must be.

Mammy! Mammy!

Jesus, hang on!

It's mad in there as well.

[LAUGHS] Go on.

- Mammy! - I'm coming!

[KIDS ARGUING]

Right, when Nidgey tells you to shut up,

yous are to shut up, okay?

- Was Nidgey in the boot? - Poor Nidgey.

Nidgey's grand. Don't worry about Nidgey.

That one there, hon. Got it?

0-2...

0... 5-7...

5-8.

- How are you, Nidgey? - Shut up!

Hiya, I'm looking for a room.

Your number's on a list I have here.

Three nights would be brilliant--

Yeah, that's right, Dublin City Council, yeah.

Okay, thanks.

[WHISPERS] Nidgey!

- Shut up. - Shh! Shh!

I am, yeah.

Really?

Ah, brilliant.

One night?

Okay.

Dublin City Council credit card, that's right.

Great. I have to phone them now to confirm it.

That's okay, yeah? The room will still be there?

Ah, great.

Oh, yeah. Rosie.

Yeah.

Davis.

Rosie Davis.

[BUS BELL RINGS]

[RINGTONE]

What's up?

All right. Where?

Where's that?

Where?

I have to get off. Shite.

Okay, yeah, I'll find you.

What's it called again? Skyway.

How many nights?

Only one?

Again?

Ah, Jesus.

Right, okay. I'll see you in a bit.

♪♪

I'm outside. What number are we?

Grand. There in a minute.

[BABY CRYING]

[SHUSHING]

[CRYING CONTINUES]

Hi.

Good girl.

All right?

Where's Alfie?

I had to let him out to play for a bit.

- He was going mad in here. - Where is he?

- Is he not there? - Hi, Dad.

I told him to stay in the hall corridor out there.

I don't think he's--

I'll get him. Change of scenery.

Vroom!

Crash!

And he crashes as well!

- [IMITATING CARS] - Alfie?

Who owns him?

- He's mine, aren't you, hon? - Yep.

Get him off the corridor, will you, love?

Don't be wrecking it for the rest of us.

What's your problem? He's only playing.

There'll be complaints.

There always is like 'cause of the noise.

And he isn't any of our kids.

- Jesus. - It's a hotel, like.

We'll get thrown out if there's messing.

And I've nowhere else, like.

Right.

Pick up the cars, Alfie.

- [CAR HITS WALL] - Jesus, Alfie, come on.

Need anything else from the car?

Don't think so. I think we're grand.

Something to eat though. I'm starving.

Can't cook here either, no?

It's the pits, it is.

- Alfie, stop it. - Okay.

- Have enough? - Think so, yeah.

We're grand for now. Do we have breakfast?

Corn flakes. There's enough for tomorrow.

Milk, get. And juice.

Aw, shite, yeah, I forgot. The lunches for tomorrow?

- Bread and, you know. - Grand. Back in a bit.

- Take Alfie with you. - I'll be quicker without him.

Of course you will.

- Stop bouncing, hon. - I'm not bouncing.

- Now the bottom teeth. - Did them.

- Get back in there. - I'm not tired.

Oh, yes you are.

- I love yous. - The room is smelly, Mammy.

That's just the food. The smell will go in a minute.

[TOILET FLUSHES]

[WHISPERS] Peachy.

What about Peachy? Where's Peachy?

Peachy's in the car. I want Peachy.

Ah, Jesus.

I'll go.

Come here to me, you.

♪♪ [IRISH FOLK]

[DING]

♪♪ [CONTINUES]

[LAUGHING]

You should've seen the heads on them,

gawking at me and Peachy.

Brilliant.

Poor Peachy, always trying to escape.

And there's no stopping him. What is he, anyway?

- He's a rabbit. - Is he?

- It's obvious. - Is it?

Yes, John Paul, he's a little rabbit.

He's a little bollocks, as far as I'm concerned.

Lay off poor Peachy.

The smell of the food. It's a killer.

I'm hungry again. I won't be able to sleep.

The window doesn't open.

- They're afraid we'll jump. - Well, they might be right.

Remember when we used to think

it'd be great to stay in a hotel?

Well, we're living the dream now, hon.

Try and sleep.

How can I with you beside me?

That's nice.

Jesus, Alfie, why didn't you tell me when I was packing them?

Sorry, hon, sorry.

[PHONE CHIMES]

Ta-da!

- I'm sick. - You're not, hon.

I am.

You'll be fine, hon.

Anyway, there's nowhere for us to go yet.

Here.

Can't stay here, Millie, I told you.

- Why can't we? - We just can't.

It's not our house. We have to leave.

We'll be looking for a new house when you're in school.

- That's right, yeah. - So let's get out of here.

Yes, master.

Alfie.

- What? - Your trousers, hon.

- Here, I'll give you a hand. - I don't need a hand.

We're in a hurry, Alfie. Come on!

We can stay at my nanny's. Why can't we?

- Nanny likes me, she does. - I know that, hon.

She loves all of you.

She's just not too fond of me at the moment.

Is this yours, hon?

I have to wear them. I have PE today.

Jesus, Millie. I didn't wash them.

They'll have to do.

Into the bathroom, quick now.

Right, everyone's to help with the bags.

Come on.

Kayleigh, come on.

- I miss Nugget. - We all do, hon.

Why can't we see her?

Alfie, we don't have time for this. Come on.

We can't have a dog in a hotel room, hon.

I want to pet Nugget.

You'll see Nugget later in your Uncle Dan's.

Come on, Millie, we'll be late!

Good man.

- Rosie. - Right.

Let's go! Come on, Alfie. You're the leader.

♪♪

Go, go.

Press the button, Alfie.

Oh, hiya.

- Come on. - Go, go, go, go, go.

Just going in to get your mammy.

Do you have Peachy in there with you, love?

- Yeah. - Show me?

Good girl.

- I'll be late. - You'll be late?

Lay off, Rosie.

You'll be grand with your organic Happy Meals.

Lay off, Rosie. It's my job, yeah?

Grand. I'll just be driving the kids everywhere

and looking somewhere for us to live.

Lovely.

Sorry.

You're grand.

[SIGHS] Come on, will yous?

I'll drive them there myself, wherever they want to go.

The bleeding North Pole, by the look of them.

There's a few places here, maybe.

- For rent, yeah? - Yeah, yeah.

Not too far from work. I'll try and go during my break.

Great. Good.

Jesus, what's keeping these?

[RADIO PLAYING]

Late?

- Again. - Sorry. Jesus, Katie.

Like I'm not even sure we're going the right way.

I hate walking in late, like, they all look at me.

Let them. They're just jealous. That's what that is.

Sorry.

It's mad, waking up in a different place every morning.

Ah, hon, what's wrong with you?

I'm sick, Mammy.

Where are you sick? Show me.

I don't want to go. I'm really sick, Mammy.

I'll go in with you.

Don't worry, when we get there.

Kayleigh, the door!

Wagon.

I don't want to go. Mammy, I don't want to!

- Ah, hon, it'll be fine. - It won't!

Why won't it? You love school.

I'll go to school instead of Millie.

Next year, hon. You're too young.

But it's nice of you to offer.

Look, if you go in,

I'll be able to find us a nice new house.

Like our old house?

Just like our old house.

And your daddy's looking too.

We'll get one, I promise.

I like school.

That so? Prove it.

I'll keep an eye on her. Don't worry. She's a dote.

Yeah, thanks.

I mean, I don't know what it is.

- She loves school. - My God, she does.

She's not sick, I don't think.

We-- We moved house there, a couple of weeks ago.

Oh, she mentioned that, actually.

- Did she? - She did, I think.

Yeah, anyways, we're in between places,

like staying with different people

until we move into the new house.

- It's a bit mad, like. - Right.

That's why she's been late and that.

It's my fault.

Anyway, I better head.

- Busy? - Yeah.

- Thanks. - No problem.

All right, guys, one minute till finish-up.

Hiya, yeah, I was talking to someone about somewhere to live.

Long term.

It wasn't you, was it?

Yesterday? Yeah.

Sinéad, I think it was. Is she there, is she?

Me?

Sorry, yeah. Rosie.

Ah, what?

Davis, Rosie.

None.

We don't have an address. That's why--

Is Sinéad there, is she?

She said she'd phone me back yesterday.

Hello?

Hi, yeah.

The hotels?

Yeah, I have the list here.

Sorry?

I didn't have time to look for a proper place.

A house to rent, like.

I'm having to phone the hotels all day.

Do you want a coffee? Are you sure?

Uh, what?

Uh, Davis, yeah.

Rosie. Yeah.

Yeah, that's my partner, John Paul, yeah.

That's our old address. Yeah.

We had to get out two weeks ago. We were there for seven years.

The landlord's selling it. I told Sinéad.

Peachy, Peachy.

There's nothing to rent.

We've been looking every day since the landlord told us.

We are, yeah.

But there's nothing we can afford.

My partner has a job.

He'll be looking during his break.

The list?

She said yesterday, the girl Sinéad,

she said she'd--

Okay.

Thanks.

All right back there, hon?

Maddie?

Happy back there?

Where's Peachy?

Ah, there he is, safe and sound.

It's a few more calls just, okay?

Hiya, I'm looking for a room for a few nights?

A family room?

That's right, yeah. City Council credit card.

Ten euro credit, please.

Ten euro.

Thank you.

Yeah, for a few nights just?

Three or four would be brilliant.

What, none?

Lady Gaga?

I don't want Lady Gaga's room.

Yeah.

Yeah, I understand.

People coming to Dublin to see her.

Yeah, she's brilliant, yeah.

Love her.

Is she playing tonight, is she?

Oh, it's Friday.

Of course, I forgot.

What about tomorrow, but--

Can we have a room tomorrow when she's gone?

- I need the toilet, Mammy. - Phone again tomorrow. But--

Okay, thanks anyway.

- I need the toilet. - In a minute, hon.

I need the toilet now.

Okay. Okay, right.

Where'll we go?

[WHISPERING] It's gonna make lots of noise.

[WHIRRING]

Shh!

Shh.

None?

Right, okay. Thanks anyway.

- No joy, no? - No.

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Hello? Yeah?

Is she all right?

Okay. Right.

I'll be there. I'm on my way.

Yeah.

- What's up? - Millie.

- The school? - Yeah.

- Oh, is she all right? - Don't know. Hope so.

They want me to collect her.

Sorry, hon, we've to go.

- Peachy can mind the car. - He'll be sad.

All right, we can't have that.

- Mammy, I want to walk. - Okay.

All right, hon?

You all right?

Is it your tummy still? Millie?

Is she all right?

She's grand now, aren't you, Millie?

I'll leave her with you. Bye-bye, Millie.

- See you later. - Thanks, Brenda, see you.

Millie, did anything happen?

Well?

Is it your tummy? Are you still sick, hon?

She said you're to knock on her door.

Who?

You're to knock on the door, she said.

Oh, Mrs. Hennessey?

Is she in a good mood, is she?

Do you want to go see Nugget in Darren's?

Oh, feeling better, are you, madam?

Come on so, quick.

- My coat. - We'll come back for it.

- My bag. - Same. We'll be back later

when we're collecting Alfie.

Where's bloody Peachy?

- [DOG PANTING] - [GIGGLING]

Nugget!

- Nugget, what are you doing? - Nugget!

[HUMMING]

- What are you looking at? - What are you doing, silly?

Good dog.

I'm still here, yeah.

Thanks anyway.

You're a star. I need this.

You had no luck?

I never knew there was so many hotels in Dublin.

- No room for the homeless. - Don't use that word, Darren.

We're not homeless. We're just lost.

Locked out, that's it.

We've lost our keys.

That's what it feels like anyway.

Where's John Paul?

Yeah, yeah, where is my brother?

- He's at work. - Oh, yeah.

Of course.

A job and no house.

It's mad, isn't it? It's nearly funny.

The dog...

Yeah, I know.

Don't worry. We really appreciate it.

And the stuff, like... you know.

With the baby coming, a flat this size...

I know. Thanks.

The problem is...

we're trying to find somewhere to stay tonight.

Just tonight, like.

Before the kids get out of school and that.

Even before, I had to collect Millie.

I end up not having time to look for somewhere proper to live.

Something we can afford, like.

It's doing my head in.

Yeah, I know.

But look, he's looking at a house, John Paul.

That's good.

- East Wall. - East Wall?

Yeah. There's nothing going around here.

Anyway, on we go.

[PHONE CHIMES]

- I need those boxes! - Coming.

- Okay, boxes? - Here.

Can I get away a bit early for my break, Rick?

- What? - Something to do. Family thing.

You're joking me, yeah?

Half an hour, just.

You are joking me, yeah?

We're on the truck in 15, yeah?

ALL: Yes, Chef!

Mind you don't spill it.

Oh, well. Shouldn't have mentioned it. My fault.

Here.

- Peachy's sticky. - Peachy's grand.

Hiya.

I'm looking for a family room for a few days?

- I'm wet. - That's right, yeah.

I'm all wet, Mammy.

Even if it's only for tonight, that'd be good,

but three or four nights would be...

We're looking for something permanent, so--

Okay.

Thanks anyway.

[PHONE VIBRATING]

Hiya.

No, not yet.

I had to go get Millie.

I don't know. I'm not sure.

I asked her what happened, but--

She's not sick, I don't think.

What?

Oh, great.

Fingers crossed, yeah.

Yeah, see you love.

Change of plan, hon.

We'll have our own little picnic.

Climb into the front seat.

Real quiet now. I'll change her when she wakes up.

- Is it still going, is it? - Sorry?

Are you the landlord-- landlady?

No. I'm just the-- like the agent.

Put my name down for it. John Paul Brady.

Here's my number, yeah?

Okay. Is it just yourself, like?

No, no. It's my partner and my kids.

I'll show a few of these to Rosie.

She can show them to the kids, like.

- How many kids have you? - Four. Only four.

[CHUCKLES] Actually, do you think this place

would be suitable for a family?

It's a house.

- MAN: Excuse me? - Yeah.

- Sorry. - Yeah, but--

No joy, Rosie.

No.

Ah, some bollocks got there ahead of us.

Yeah. Yeah.

Anyway, wasn't great.

Bit of a shithole.

ROSIE: Was it?

Damp?

Jesus, hate that.

Yeah.

No.

It's okay, you know.

Love you too.

This is nice, isn't it?

One more call, just.

Last page, lookit.

You hold it. Look.

Put your finger under that one.

Yeah? So I can read it.

Hiya, I'm looking for a room.

A family room.

Just for the night.

That's right, yeah.

Dublin City Council?

Okay.

Thanks.

This is the next one.

Come here to me.

I don't have any favorites, hon,

but you're getting very close.

One more.

No. Time to get Alfie.

- [SCHOOL BELL RINGS] - [CHATTER]

Alfie!

Jesus.

Alfie!

My coat, Mammy, I've to get it and my bag.

We can do it Monday, hon. We've just to get Alfie.

Then we've to go quickly, so I can get us a new house.

No time to talk to Mrs. Hennessey today.

She said to knock on her door.

We don't have time to talk to her.

That's what I'm saying.

Monday, I'll do it. We're in a rush.

What is he doing? He can see me.

Alfie!

Alfie!

Alfie! Jesus.

Alfie!

Come on.

Sorry.

You all right?

All right, come on.

What's wrong with you, hon?

Mrs. Hennessey told me to wait here.

- Can I get my coat? - We're in a hurry, Millie.

- She said to wait. - We have to go, Alfie.

Peachy still there with you, hon?

Good girl. Hiya, Peachy.

Come on, this way.

Maddie, come on.

Come on, this way.

Get in, in, in in.

- Rose! - Jesus!

- Sorry. - My heart.

Sorry, I didn't mean to give you a fright.

Have you time for a chat inside?

The kids. I've to get home.

I've toys inside they can play with.

Come on in. It's too cold out here.

Come on.

Now, hon, would you like milk and sugar with that?

Yes, please.

Beep bap boop. Beep bap boop.

Hello?

They won't be late again, I promise.

That doesn't matter, Rose.

Rose, are--

Are you living in your car?

We moved house.

I'm not prying. You're grand.

The new one isn't ready..

Just the new house, like.

It's just I saw the clothes in your boot.

We're having to stay with different people every night.

That's why the car is filled with stuff.

Like it's temporary.

Till next week, just.

And everything back to normal next week?

Yeah, that's right, back to normal.

Great.

It's just the incident in the yard earlier--

What incident in the yard?

Sorry, did Millie not tell you what happened?

What happened? Millie?

As I understand it, the girls...

Some of the other girls in Millie's class,

they were calling Millie--

What were they calling Millie?

Smelly Millie.

What?

They were calling her Smelly Millie.

She doesn't smell.

I know, Rose.

None of my kids smell!

Ever! They're always clean.

I've always looked after them.

You should be stopping them from saying that.

The school should. It's a disgrace.

We are, Rose. Don't worry.

- The school doesn't condone it. - My daughter doesn't smell.

I know.

Rose, you're a wonderful mother.

Thanks very much. Can I have that in writing?

Sorry.

Why are they even let say things like that?

They're not, Rose, believe me.

We'll be dealing with it.

Yeah?

We are dealing with it.

Okay.

I've to go. I've to collect Kayleigh from school.

We're staying with my mother tonight.

How's Kayleigh getting on in the new school?

Great.

Yeah, she loves it. The different subjects and that.

Will you tell her I was asking for her?

I will, yeah.

- Off we go. - To get Kayleigh-wailey?

That's right, hon. Time to get Kayleigh-wailey.

[ENGINE STARTS]

That's right, yeah. Dublin City Council credit card.

City.

City.

Yeah.

Even for a night, just.

Sorry? There's six of us.

Okay, thanks.

Oh, and excuse me--

Hello?

[SIGHS]

Kayleigh, come on. I don't have time for this.

Where's Kayleigh, Mammy?

Where's Kayleigh?

Yeah? Hello? Yeah, I'm here.

Oh, right.

Thanks anyway.

Kayleigh?

Kayleigh?

Kayleigh?

Sorry?

I'm looking for my daughter Kayleigh.

Kayleigh Jenkins?

No. Davis-Brady. Kayleigh Davis-Brady.

- Don't think I know her. - Thanks.

Jesus, Kayleigh, bloody answer me.

Kayleigh?

Kayleigh?

Kayleigh?

Kayleigh?

- Keep your eyes peeled. - Is she hiding?

She's a messer, she is. But we'll find her, won't we?

Put that on speaker for us, hon, will you?

Okay.

Good girl. And phone your daddy.

[LINE RINGING]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

- I see Kayleigh! - Where?

There!

[RINGING CONTINUES]

It isn't Kayleigh.

- Jesus, Madison! - [SOBBING]

Isn't nearly Kayleigh.

JOHN PAUL: What's up? Who's crying?

- Did Kayleigh phone you? - No.

- Or text you, no? - No. What's wrong?

I don't know where she is. She wasn't in the school.

- She's not answering her phone. - What?

[SIGHS] Right, I'll come.

Wait. I'll just sort it out here.

Go on to your ma's, Rosie. Kayleigh might be there.

- Do you think? - She might be.

She'll be somewhere we know about.

Your ma's or one of her friends.

You're right.

Don't worry. I'll see you there.

Okay, right.

Right. We'll find her.

- I know. - See you, love.

- I'm getting out to play. - No, Alfie, shut the door.

We've to find Kayleigh. Shut the door, go on.

- Are we going to my nanny's? - Yeah.

MAN: Yeah, that's no problem. Of course, yeah.

6:30? Plenty of time. Yeah.

Okay, we're looking forward to it too.

Jesus Christ. Yeah?

I've to go. Now, like.

What? You told me you could work later tonight.

Just yesterday you told me you could.

- Yeah, sorry. - Oh, come on, John Paul!

One of my kids is after going missing.

I need to go toilet, Mammy.

In a minute.

Me as well.

Yeah, yeah, me too, hon.

Are we going to be staying at my nanny's house?

Are you all still looking for Kayleigh?

I need to go toilet now!

[DOORBELL RINGS]

- Is Kayleigh here, is she? - No.

Did she phone you or text?

I haven't seen Kayleigh at all. Not since--

Is she all right, is she?

I can't find her.

She's... hiding or something, I think.

She wasn't in school when I went to get her.

Oh, God.

Ah, she'll turn up though. Don't worry.

She'll be in one of her friend's houses.

Wait and see.

Yeah, yeah.

It's where I always found you.

Have you found somewhere to live?

Can we come in for a bit?

No, Rosie.

No. Sorry.

Not until you take back what you said about your father.

No.

No, I won't.

- He was a good man. - Bye.

The best of fathers!

Bye, Ma.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Can the kids use your toilet?

All right.

Of course. Of course they can.

There she is now.

No, that's Millie. Kayleigh's older. 13.

Thanks, Rick. See you.

- Hey, she'll be fine. - Yeah.

MOTHER: Do you even have somewhere to stay tonight?

ROSIE: No. Maybe soon.

I could keep the children, at least.

- I'd get them to school. - No.

Thanks. No, they're my kids.

I'm not leaving them with anyone.

I'm not anyone, Rosie. I'm their grandmother.

Yeah, and you're my mother.

If I can't come into the house I grew up in, they can't either.

Out of nowhere, after all these years.

Making up stories.

And he can't even defend himself.

We'll be gone in a minute.

- Your sister says she-- - Where is she though?

Toronto?

When was the last time she was home?

Five years? Six?

Madison will need help in the toilet.

Right.

Poor little thing.

JOHN PAUL: No word yet?

Same here. Tried it again there.

If she's not answering you, she's answering no one.

- [SIGHS] This is pointless. - Go on anyway.

Little bitch.

Nanny says we can stay at her house.

Answer. Answer!

Hello?

[SCOFFS]

Where are you? It's me.

Just ring us, hon, will you? Or text anyway.

I love you. Bye.

Just ring, okay?

- I could give them dinner. - No.

There's a lovely smell in Nanny's house.

We have to find Kayleigh, hon, so into the car, go on.

You have to help us.

Nanny said we could have Nugget in her house.

- No. - But she said--

Get in the car, I said! Do what you're told for once!

Jesus, Millie!

All right?

Yeah, yeah.

Sorry.

Sorry, hon.

Can we not go to our nanny's?

Millie, just drop it, yeah?

I was supposed to be doing overtime tonight.

What?

- We've nowhere to live. - I know.

Couldn't tell him that, could I?

Did you find somewhere for tonight?

Give me a break, John Paul.

Jesus.

Sorry.

Jesus, the amount of time we've lost 'cause of Kayleigh.

We have to ring the emergency line in a minute.

I'll kill her, I will.

It's been crap for her, you know.

Yeah. I know. And I still want to kill her.

It's Kayleigh's fault.

No, it's not. It isn't anyone's fault.

We'll be fine. Don't worry.

Right, listen now. Who does Kayleigh really like?

- Who's her best friend ever? - Emma.

Brilliant. Emma, yeah? Which Emma though?

There was three Emmas in her class in primary.

Mooney. Emma Mooney. Is it her, Millie, do you think?

Thanks, hon.

Emma Mooney, she was always in the house.

Can't believe it took so long to think of her.

- I know the house. - Great.

Right across from ours.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

I just hope she's here now.

- Barry. - John Paul, what's up?

Is Kayleigh with your Emma?

No. I don't think she is anyway.

Emma came home on her own, I think. Come in?

The kids are in the car.

Hang on. I'll get her. Emma!

- Is there something up? - Well, she didn't come home.

She wasn't in school when I went to get her.

Kayleigh isn't with you, is she?

EMMA: No.

Come out, love, for a minute.

Hiya, Emma.

Do you know where Kayleigh is, where she might be?

No. She might be with Daria, like.

Who's Daria, hon? Do I know her?

She isn't in our class, like. She's in second year.

- She's like a new friend? - Yeah.

Didn't know Kayleigh hung out with Daria.

She didn't, like.

Do you have her phone number? Daria's number?

- No. - Where does she live, hon?

Daria, do you know where she lives?

There. The white one. Not our house?

No, near it. Like three or four down there, I think.

JOHN PAUL: Rosie.

JOHN PAUL: Rosie!

[KNOCKING]

Hiya, is Daria there?

Can I talk to her for a minute, just?

Hiya. Sorry. Sorry for disturbing you.

I'm looking for Kayleigh, my daughter.

I think she's with your Daria.

[SPEAKING ROMANIAN]

Is she here?

Daria! Daria!

[SPEAKING ROMANIAN]

DARIA: What?

Where's Kayleigh?

DARIA: She wants to stay.

No. Sorry.

Kayleigh?

Kayleigh.

Kayleigh!

I'm staying with Daria, like. We're watching Gilmore Girls.

[SPEAKING ROMANIAN]

No, more, no. No Gilmore Girls.

[SPEAKING ROMANIAN]

Get dressed, love. Go on. We're in a hurry. Quickly, okay?

- Teenagers. - It's mad, like.

Talk to me. Thanks for looking after her.

Jesus, Kayleigh, why didn't you tell us where you were?

- Didn't have credit. - So use Daria's phone.

- Why can't I stay? - Because you're 13.

- Jesus, Kayleigh. - I hate those hotels, like.

They're just temporary. You know that.

It's not! It's not.

We're in a hurry, come on.

We don't even have a hotel for tonight, no thanks to you.

What's happening? No. Why didn't you bloody stop them?

They've been stuck in the car all day.

We don't live here anymore. We don't live here.

- We do! - No, hon, they're selling it.

- We can buy it. - It's too dear, I told you.

We're finding another house, come on.

Why don't we live in this house?

I told you, Alfie, I told you.

The landlord's selling it.

- Mr. Gaffney, you remember him? - Yeah.

It's his house, and he wants to sell it.

- But why is it his? - It just is. He owns it.

- [SCOFFS] - Alfie.

- Are you back, Rosie? - Hiya, Betty. No.

We were passing. Just thought I'd check if there's any post.

Ah, grand.

Loads of people have been in, looking at the house. All sorts.

- Yeah? - How's your new place then?

Grand, yeah. Takes a bit of getting used to, you know.

- Alfie! - There's Millie.

- Do you like your new house? - She loves it, don't you, hon?

Come on, let's catch Alfie. I'll see you, Betty.

Alfie?

Alfie!

Alfie, come on, love, we've to go.

- Hi, Mam. - I know, love.

- We've to go now, come on. - Go where?

- We have to go, love. - No.

We have to go to find somewhere to stay for tonight, please.

- Here. - No, we can't stay here.

- I want to stay here. - Please, love, come on.

I'm just playing, Mam.

Alfie. Please, Alfie, come on.

Please, love, come on. Come on now, enough messing.

No! I'm not messing.

Your daddy's waiting outside. We have to go.

- I want to play! - I know, love.

But we don't have time for this.

Alfie, come on.

No, stop!

Come on. Okay. That's enough, love. Come on.

- Stop! - Please, love, stop kicking me.

- Stop it! - Please, come on.

- No! No! - We have to go. Come on.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Come on. I'm sorry, love.

Please let go, let go.

I'm sorry. I know, I know. I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry. - [SOBS]

- You're so mean. - I'm sorry.

[SOBS]

Get them into the car, love.

Follow Kayleigh, son.

All right?

I told you you should've packed it, dismantled it.

- What? - The trampoline!

Where was I supposed to put it? In the car? Darren's place?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Stop it, Rosie!

Jesus, John Paul.

ROSIE: Is that the emergency line?

Hiya, yeah, we've been trying to find a hotel.

No.

Davis.

Rosie.

No, this is the first time.

Okay.

Are there many ahead of us?

Okay.

I'm sorry, do I phone you, or are you supposed to--

Okay, thanks.

What?

Uh, no, I don't.

Later.

Yeah, thanks.

He'll get back, he said.

There's a queue ahead of us now.

Okay.

He wanted to give us the number for the rough sleepers team.

We're not rough sleepers, John Paul.

- I know. - We're not rough anything.

The hotels, Rosie.

I rang them all, I told you.

- All of them? - Yeah.

The one we were in last night, the Skyway.

Give it a go. There might be a cancellation.

I can hardly remember it. It feels like months ago.

At least we know where it is.

Hiya, we stayed with you last night.

Great, yeah, it was lovely.

Uh, that's right. The City Council credit card.

Yeah, I was wondering if there was any chance--

Okay.

Yeah?

Thanks anyway.

I need credit.

You need credit.

I'm hungry.

- Me as well. - Me as well.

ROSIE: Right, what time is it anyway?

Jesus, will we get somewhere?

JOHN PAUL: Go get the credit. I'll get chips.

I have to do my homework.

Why didn't you do it when you were in Daria's?

Well?

Right, sit up here and start.

- Back in a minute. - Right, chips all around.

- I don't like chips. - What?

Teacher says they're bad for you.

Well, teacher isn't here. Thank Jesus.

[CAR DOORS CLOSE]

Brilliant.

Right, credit. What else do we need?

Milk, bread.

[GIRLS LAUGHING, CHATTING]

- What's the story there? - Lady Gaga. She's on tonight.

- They look brilliant. - Mad, yeah.

- You have enough? - Think so.

We can't have much left, do we?

Here. Just in case.

And water. One of the big bottles.

Okay. Why?

In case they have to brush their teeth.

- In the car? - Just in case.

Jesus, John Paul, is there nowhere we can go?

- I don't think so. - No one else we know, like?

No one has enough room. We've thought of them all.

We'd have to leave the kids in different houses.

No.

Unless you want us to go back to your ma's.

- No. - Fine. Well, I'm with you.

Go sort the credit. We'll find somewhere.

Your man, the emergency line fella,

he'll get back to us.

Mammy, can we get Nugget?

Don't think so, hon, not tonight.

I'm not waiting, I'm ringing the emergency line again.

Grand.

They're not answering.

Hang on. Hiya.

I was on to you earlier about a room for my family.

Yeah?

Rosie Davis.

Thanks.

Yum yum.

Yum yum!

No!

[ALFIE LAUGHING]

Eww!

[LAUGHTER]

Take that!

- Eww! - Yum yum!

- [LAUGHING] - Yum yum!

- Yum yum! - Yum yum!

Yum yum! [SPITS]

Eww!

[LAUGHING]

Yum yum!

- [SQUEALS] - Yum yum! Yum yum!

♪♪ [UPBEAT]

[SHUSHING]

Shh!

ROSIE: I-I am.

Yeah.

Okay.

Really? But--

Thanks.

[GIGGLES]

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

He said we'd have to go to the nearest Garda station.

- Stay there for the night. - Where, in a cell?

No.

He said in a waiting room or something.

Jesus, Rosie.

- Do we do that then? - No. No way.

We'd better go somewhere else, but--

Where?

I don't know.

Somewhere safe.

Rosie.

Okay? It's okay.

It's okay, love, all right?

I'm sorry.

No, you've nothing to say sorry for.

It's my job though, isn't it?

To look after yous? I'm supposed to look after you.

I can't even do that.

The state of us.

Right. Where do we go? Outside Megan's?

No. I don't want anyone to see this.

To know. I can't. No way.

Darren's place. The car park there.

No way. Gives me the creeps, that place.

Sorry.

I need to go toilet!

Right, okay, love.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

I love you.

And so you should.

I love you too.

All right, hon?

- All right, Millie? - Yeah.

[ZIPS]

Madison's after falling asleep in here.

That's gas.

Imagine being able to fall asleep like that.

[SPITS]

[WATER RUNS]

She just pushed me out of the car.

I'm always late, and I had to tell the Year Head why, and...

I know it's hard.

And now she looks at me, this is the Year Head, like,

she looks at me like I have cancer,

and she smiles 'cause we don't have a house.

- Well, at least she smiles. - It's not funny, like.

I know. Sorry.

Look, we're looking, we're trying.

And your mammy, like, she's having to do it all.

They're for sharing, Alfie. Stop that. They've to last.

Move over there, Alfie.

I want fries.

No, I told you. You had your dinner.

Anyway, you don't like chips. You said it yourself.

Fries aren't chips.

Your teeth, hon. You just brushed them.

No. No, go on ahead. You can brush them again.

It'll help kill the time.

What are you writing, hon?

- Kayleigh? - An essay.

- What's it called? - "If I won the Lotto."

All right, come on, come on. Let's get you ready.

Ready for what?

Bed.

When are we getting a hotel, Mammy?

Sorry. We're closing soon, okay?

Ten minutes.

Okay, thanks.

Kayleigh, you'd better get ready, hon.

I've no toothpaste.

Here's your daddy now. Look, he has it.

Show us your smile.

Look at that. You're a smasher.

They're closing.

Okay.

I'll go in a minute.

Leave Kayleigh to herself for a bit.

One, two, three, say night-night to Nugget.

ALL: Night-night, Nugget!

Thanks. See ya.

There.

I want to say night-night to Nugget properly.

Tomorrow, hon.

Ooh, hang on.

Now.

There you go.

Shh.

Shh. Come on.

[KICKING]

Ooh, hang on.

- Now... - [THUMPING]

Alfie, stop that, hon.

- I want a get up. - Lean against me here.

No!

- I want up-a-lap. - Me too.

Geez, kids, I only have one lap.

My lap!

You come up here.

- No. - Yeah, come on.

- I'll go to Darren's. - No.

They'll never settle down with one of us in the back with them.

Jesus, John Paul.

He's only over the way. Two minutes.

We'll be fine.

I've tomorrow, like, Saturday.

We can look for a place,

and I'll get a few days off work.

The boss is sound.

We'll find somewhere.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

[WHISPERS] Lock the doors.

Kayleigh.

I should've let you stay with Daria, shouldn't I?

No. It's all right.

We'll be grand.

Yeah.

♪♪

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