All language subtitles for Say Nothing s01e06 Do No Harm.eng

[Dolours] This war's meant to
be in the name of the people.

But how come
it's only our people

taking their lives
in their hands?

I wanna bomb London.

[Chief Inspector] 200 people
injured and maimed.

[barrister]
Leave your politics outside.

It's either that or 20 years
in Her Majesty's Prison.

[reporter] Miss Price, do you
agree with the aims of the IRA?

Yes.

I must say that I do.

[? traditional Irish music]

[laughter and footsteps dancing]

[Dolours] My Aunt Bridie
was just a young woman

when a bomb took
her eyes and her hands.

Dolours? Is that you?

Mam says you should smoke.

[Dolours]
We didn't pity her, though.

She'd given everything
for the Cause.

The feeling I had
was closer to envy.

Do you miss parties?

- What's to miss about parties?
- Dancing.

Do you like dancing?

No.

Me either.

I like smoking.

I can still smoke.

Mam said you were a good dancer.

Well...

I was.

Your mother
was a terrible dancer.

Mam does everything for you.

Aye.

- Gives you baths.
- Sometimes.

Puts your knickers on
after you go to the toilet.

[chuckles]

That's why you should be nice
to your sister, Dolours.

You never know
what you might need her for.

Miss Price.

Welcome to Brixton.

You'll be allowed three letters
a week and one parcel.

Showers every other day
and 30 minutes in the yard.

Shower privileges
can be revoked

at the discretion
of the Governor.

Yard privileges
can be revoked

at the discretion
of the Governor.

I guess me and you should try
to be friends, then.

If it were truly up to me,
Miss Price,

I'd bury you in a hole.

We'll ask you both
to step out of your clothes

and place them in the bins.

- Miss Price.
- Wait, just...

Right now?

We refuse to be held
in a men's prison in London.

We're young women and we should
be in a women's prison.

You're convicted terrorists.

We're not terrorists,

we're prisoners of war,

and we should serve out
our sentence

in a women's prison
in Ireland.

- It's a political-
- You see,

that is our disagreement,
Miss Price.

There is no such thing
as political explosions.

There are just explosions.

And the people who cause them
end up here.

Yeah, and how many-

You are not entitled
to any special treatment.

It's not special treatment

for a woman to ask to be held
in a women's facility.

You have three seconds,
Miss Price.

No, no, wait, wait.
We are formally requesting

to be transferred
to a women's prison in Ireland.

Is anybody writing this down?

My sister is 19 years old.

[Governor] Yes. So are some
of your victims.

Do you really wanna start
tallying up victims?

Hey, no, no, no, no, wait.

We'll do it.

Miss Price, step forward.

No.

I go first.

[muffled shouting]

They're excited to meet you.

[banging and shouting]

[prisoner #1]
Pretty, pretty, pretty.

[prisoner #2] Let me go first.

[prisoner #3] Come on, up here.
Paddy whore!

How many terrorist cocks
have you sucked, sweetheart?

[prisoner #4] Ah, don't be shy.

[prisoner #3] Come on.

[guard] We had to shift things
around to prepare for you.

Dolours Price,
you'll be staying in here.

Wait, we're not staying
together?

Look, we can share a bed.
We'll share anything.

When will I see her again?

Mar, we're starting, okay?
Are you ready?

- When?
- Tomorrow.

[Dolours]
I'd always been taught

prison was the greatest honor
we could aspire to.

Turned out

it wasn't quite the noble
feeling I was expecting.

[newsreader]
Dolours and Marian Price

have earlier today been
transferred to Brixton Prison

where they will serve out
their life sentence.

If you ask me,
a life sentence...

[knock on door]

[door being unlocked]

[foreign accent] Breakfast!

Um, no, thank you, sister.

Please tell the Governor

that we're officially
on hunger strike.

I'm sorry?

We won't be taking
any food or juice

until he properly considers
our request for a transfer home.

Tell him we will bring fury
down on his head, okay?

Tell him we will embarrass him
in front of his nation.

I just leave anyway.

[Dolours]
When you join the IRA,

there is always this question:
how far are you willing to go?

Was I willing to put
a bomb on the street?

I was.

Was I willing to die
on hunger strike?

I thought I was.

[Dolours] Come on.

So cold.

Did you do it?

Did you?

Did she leave the food
in your room?

[Dolours] I knew I was
the reason we were in here.

And even if Marian
never blamed me,

I knew I owed her.

I'm gonna get you
out of here, Mar.

I promise.

- It's like a staring contest.
- Mm-hm.

Don't have to do it forever.

We just have
to make them blink.

And what if they don't?

Blink.

They'll blink.

- [click]
- [knocking]

[British man on radio]
We've seen this tactic before.

We won't be threatened
with anyone's suicide...

- Breakfast.
- No, thank you, sister.

...setting bombs
in the street is crime,

and threatening to kill
yourself through starvation

is also a crime.

A hunger strike is not
a peaceful protest.

It is blackmail.

I heard you lose more calories
by thinking, anyway,

so why don't we just sit here
and think?

I've been thinking all day.

I just want this to be over.

[prisoners jeering]

[Dolours] Fuck's sake!

They're selling seats.

A screw told me.

�1.50 to watch us exercise.

Hm. It's a good thing I've lost
7 lb. and my tits look huge.

Dotes, when you lose weight,
it eats your tits, you know?

- Does it?
- Yeah, it does.

It's the first thing to go.

Enjoy it while it lasts, lads.

Yeah!

So, how's Da?

Yeah, yeah, he's... he's fine.

You know, he's got
his committees and...

Keeping busy.

- That's good.
- Yeah.

Oh, um...

Gerry and Brendan
were arrested.

- No.
- Horrible.

- Knocked his teeth out.
- Wait, whose teeth?

Gerry's.

Ah, his big, beautiful teeth.

I think there was a tout.

They were in a call house.

Annie's,
or was it Annie telling me?

Sorry, I might
have got that wrong.

My mind's been a bit...

You look a bit skinny, Mummy.

Are you trying
to upstage us, Ma?

I'm not skinny, I'm alright.

Can we get some water
for our mummy?

She's not well.

I'm fine, it's...

just, um...

It's good to see you, Ma.

You too.

How long did they say you had?

Uh... half an hour.
Half an hour.

That's nice.

Yeah, it is.
It's really nice.

So, what have you girls
been taking, then?

Just water, Mummy.

Water. Okay.

Well, you drink lots of water,
then, do you hear me? Yeah.

Yeah.

If I'd known

it was gonna be the last time
that I'd see my mother...

...I might've told her
how much she meant to me.

But then, we really didn't say
things like that in my family.

[guards laughing]

- Is that you struggling, though?
- [grunting]

e flips over on clock]

[footsteps approaching]

[guard #1] Miss Price.
Right, come on, Price.

[guard #2] Watch yourself.
Get up, come on.

[doctor] I'm a doctor.
You're alright.

- Off you go.
- [Dolours] What's going on?

- Bring her back.
- No!

[Dolours] What are you doing?

Please let me go. Please!

No, please!

[machine whirring]

[nurse #1] Alright,
I've got it. Yes.

Please... please...

[nurse #1] Let's tighten that
a bit more.

[nurse #2] Nice and tight, now.

[nurse #1] Guards,
can we hold her, please?

[screaming]

Dr. Mansuri, are you ready?
Okay.

[Dolours choking]

[British man on radio]
Yes, I approved the procedure.

This is all
for the sisters' well-being.

We run one of the most ethical
and humane prison systems

in the world
and we are not in the habit

of allowing our inmates
to kill themselves.

[Dolours]
I thought I was gonna die.

[Marian] I know.

I just... I couldn't breathe

when they put the tube
down my throat.

I felt like
I was fucking drowning.

Yeah.

I think I passed out
for a couple of seconds.

I don't know
if I can do it again.

You don't have to do it again.

- It's not what we signed up for.
- I know.

It's an entirely different
situation now, Dotes.

Everyone will understand.

What about you?

I wanna keep going.

You sure?

Yeah.

Aye.

Okay.

We'll come off it together
or not at all.

Right?

[guard]
She's barricaded the door.

Bring her here.
Come here!

Fuck youse! Fuck off!

Fuck!

[guard] Stop it!

Oh.

[Crying]

Marian?

Mar, you there?

It's about dignity, Mar.
That's the angle.

Right? I mean, we deserve
ownership over our own bodies.

Men they would let die
with dignity.

I'm writing the Home Secretary
another letter.

He said we were gaining weight.
Did you hear that?

No.

I was gonna ask
for your testimonial.

Alright. It's not gonna
change anything, though.

- What would you suggest?
- Honestly?

I think there's nothing
we can do.

Tell Mummy.

Has it gotten any better?

It hurts me
when they put the tube in.

I can't breathe.

It's worse if you're tight.

It sounds mad,

but you have to relax a little.

- Relax, Mar?
- Yeah, and open your throat.

If you can manage it.

You have to remind yourself
you're breathing

even if it feels
like you're not.

Aye.

I'll give it a whirl.

Do you ever throw up?

I throw up everything.

[laughing]
Every single fucking thing.

[time flips over on clock]

[clang of metal]

[thinking] Relax, relax.

Relax, relax.

Are you comfortable?

[gulps]

[nurse] It just caught me
off guard.

[doctor] Yeah, I understand.

[nurse] I just feel that
we shouldn't be doing this.

Now, why don't you
take a little break?

No, I'm fine.

[doctor] Look,
everything will be okay.

I'm okay.

You never said your name.

Oh, uh, Mansuri.

It's nice to meet you,
Dr. Mansuri.

Would you like
to rinse your mouth?

Yeah?

Thank you.

You're welcome.

- I have a question.
- Yes?

Why are you doing this?

Well... as a doctor,

I have a moral obligation
to keep you alive.

Yeah, but I'm not dying
today, am I?

- I'm not dying tomorrow.
- That's true.

So, is it not torture, then?

[clears throat]

In my professional opinion,
this is the path of least harm.

Thank you
for explaining that, Doctor.

See you tomorrow.

"Her milky tits hung handsomely
on her chest.

"Miles could tell the attention
that he had given them

"had been very well
received indeed.

"There were no raspberries riper
anywhere on the farm."

[both girls laugh]

[Marian] Shit, Dolours,
it's seven o'clock.

Do you have your radio?
Mine's not working.

- What channel?
- BBC, dummy.

[crackling]

[tuning]

Is she on?
I wanna hear her.

[dialogue breaking up]

Can you hear that?

[journalist] Reports
from the prison say

your daughters' health
is improving.

Their blood pressure's up,
their heart rate's up.

- This is necessary medical-
- [Chrissie] No.

That's not true, no.

Uh, their... their bodies
are covered in bruises.

Um, they have wounds
in their mouths

from the feeding implements.

They gag, they-they choke,
they vomit.

Is this too graphic for you
or should I keep going?

It's not too graphic,
Mrs. Price.

It's just you can't argue
with the doctor's reports.

Your daughters are healthier now
than they were a week ago.

They might weigh 5 lb. more
but they are traumatized.

Yes, but the other option
is allowing them to starve.

I respect
my daughters' wish to die.

They are dying for a cause-

Surely any mother
who loves her children-

I'm sorry, hold on.

I love my children.

Okay? I love them very much
and I am very proud of them.

There are a lot of people
that come onto this Earth

and they...
they eat, they work, they die

and they contribute nothing.

So at least if...
my daughters do die,

they will have done something.

[coughs]

[journalist] So you're saying
you'd rather

they continue
their hunger strike

and the government
not keep them alive?

The government
can keep them alive.

The government
can send them home

to Ireland where
all the women in our family

have served out
their prison sentences.

Get in. Go on, Ma!

That's our mummy.

[overlapping shouts]

Oh, fuck.

[protester #1] Send them home.

[shouting continues]

Sorry. Excuse me.

[protester #2]
Just send them home.

- Send them home.
- Excuse you!

[shouting continues]

[Irish man on radio]
They are wee girls

and they're perfectly capable

of making decisions
for themselves.

[commentator] I mean, how does
the IRA not respond to this?

I think it's a matter...

Did you hear what they said
about us last night?

No.

Well, the nurses
at the Royal London Hospital

are supporting us now,
which is grand.

And Vanessa Redgrave
offered us her apartment.

I need you to take this
and run to the toilet.

Why?

They need to run some tests.

Why?

They just want to make sure
you're healthy.

You know they're only doing this

'cause they're scared
we're gonna die?

Like, you are sticking
a tube down my throat

because some fucking
gutless politician is nervous.

- What happens if you die?
- Ah, we blow them up.

- Dolours.
- I'm joking.

Are you?

It just irritates me
that they pretend to care.

- Some of them care.
- No.

No English person on the planet
cares about me.

To them I'm just a liability,
so, fuck 'em, I say.

It's the tooth?

Is it... Is it loose?

- From the bit.
- Let me feel it.

You know, I'm English
and, um...

I care about you.

[Dolours laughs]

[Dolours] Sometimes
the only way through trauma

is by giving into it.

The doctor made that easier.

He was a good man.

Although I wouldn't have
been able to say that then.

We were both clinging
to the idea

that what we were doing
was right.

And I have to admit,
I respected him for that.

[guard] Miss Price,
you have a phone call.

Thanks.

- Hello?
- Hi, Dolours, it's me.

- Hi, Mummy.
- I don't mean to bother you.

No, you're not bothering me.
What's up?

- [Albert shouting in background]
- I've got some bad news.

- Albert, I'm talking to her.
- Sorry, Mummy, I can't hear you.

You're gonna have to say
that again. What's wrong?

I got some bad news
a while ago, actually.

I mean, I thought
it might get better, but...

I was back in hospital
last night and, um...

What did the doctor say?

Well, I don't know, Dolours.

But we're not giving up hope.

- Good morning, Miss Price.
- Good morning.

- Where's Dr. Mansuri?
- [nurse #1] Just sit down, love.

No, I... I want to speak
to Dr. Mansuri.

- Get her in the chair.
- No, I don't wanna do it

if he's not...

Please. I just...
I need to speak to Dr. Mansuri.

She's got a crush.

I'm telling you,
these Irish come here

and breed like rabbits.
They're all fucking slags.

We built your roads.

And we were fucking happy
in our own country

until youse came
and took it over.

- Look at this one, lecturing us.
- Violet!

When she disfigures children,
blinds people.

Open your mouth, sweetheart.

The way you do it
makes me choke.

Don't get fussy with us, dear.
None of this was our idea.

We'd happily let you starve.

[bell rings]

Did you talk to Mummy?

She'll be alright.

I don't know, Mar.

Better to be optimistic.

Lots of people get sick,
lots of people get better.

Fuck off!

Fuck off!

Dotes, stop.

I'll eat your fucking cock,
you cunt!

[overlapping shouts]

[shouting continues]

[door buzzes]

[door opens]

- Let's go.
- Who's here today?

Is Mansuri back?

If I can't miss a day,
you can't miss a day.

Dolours, I had a fever.

And if I had a fever?

Tell 'em.

I won't do it without you.

I will pass that message along.

What's wrong with her?

What do you think?

If she can't do it herself,
I'll have to shower her.

No.

I can do it.

OK, Mar.

I'm gonna help you, okay?

- Mm.
- Okay.

One, two, three, go.

There we go.

[indistinct chatter]

[alarm bell rings]

[guard] Go on, lads.
The feeding room now.

Come on then.
Get a move on, will you?

Hurry up.

Come on then,
get a move on.

[Dolours] Hey, what's going on?

She's fainted.

What?

[alarm still going off]

- [Dolours] What's wrong?
- [Mansuri] Your sister.

She's alright.

She choked on the feed.
It went into her lungs.

She passed out.

She almost drowned.

But people acted promptly.

All the right protocols
were taken.

She's alright.

You said you'd be careful.

Dolours, I... I was careful.

- You said you cared about us.
- I do. I do care.

We were careful.

Careful clearly
isn't good enough

if things like this
are gonna happen.

I'm keeping you alive, Dolours.
Do you not understand that?

I'm keeping you from dying.

You are prolonging
me and my sister's suffering.

You don't have a single
fucking clue what you're doing

- or the ramifications-
- Please, Dolours.

I promise you,
this procedure is safe.

Your sister is safe.

I will not hurt you.

I will not let you die, okay?

I'll give you some space.

Let's go, Miss Price.

[guard] Now what?

Whoa, whoa.
That's not necessary.

Okay?

Dolours, come on.

Ow! Jesus Christ!

[nurse] Grab her, grab her.

I thought we had
an understanding.

Dolours, come on. I thought
we had an understanding.

Just open your mouth, Dolours.
Just open your mouth, okay?

- Please. Please.
- [Dolours growls]

Dolours, please.
Just open your mouth, please.

- [crunch]
- Ow! Fuck!

- [nurse] Oh, my God!
- Right, give me the bit.

- Give me the bit!
- [nurse] I've got the tube.

I'm sorry, Dolours.

We just need you
to cooperate, okay?

[Dolours screams]

[Mansuri] Get me the tube.
Give me the tube now!

[muffled screams]

[labored breathing]

Why are you doing this?

I'm giving you the privilege
of killing me.

You can tell the Governor
that this is how it's gonna be

from this point forward.

I'll see you tomorrow, Doctor.

[footsteps approaching]

[knock at door]

[door opening]

Breakfast.

- Is it just you today?
- Just me.

[newsreader on radio]
It's been two weeks

since members of the hospital
staff quit in protest.

The Chief Medical Officer
has refused

to administer the treatment,
citing ethical concerns.

Now that the sisters
are back on hunger strike,

their weight
is dropping swiftly.

I heard the skinny bitch
fainted in the shower.

Shh, Violet.
She could go that way.

- Dolours?
- Mar?

Hi, Mar.

Hi.

D'you know
what they call this place?

The nurses.

Huh? It's the terminal ward.

I hope the terminal bit's today.

Do you know?

My only regret is that I can't
attend my own funeral.

Wouldn't it be grand,
though, Mar?

To stand in a crowd like that
and weep for ourselves.

What great wee girls we were.

What a great loss to Ireland.

I think it's a matter of days,
and this'll all be over.

Are you prepared
to die for it, Mar?

Like, really die for it?

Of course.

[newsreader] The British
government is bracing itself

for a wave
of recriminatory violence

in the event
the sisters die...

[Dolours] Come on, Mar.

You have to try to stand up.

I'm not getting
out of bed anymore.

[praying in Irish]

What's wrong?

Dotes, I...

I don't wanna have children.

It's okay.

You're not gonna have children.

Dotes, I'm scared. I...

I want everyone to die.

[indistinct]

[Marian panting]

No. No, no.

No, no, no.

You're not allowed to do this.
Hey, come on.

Mar. Mar, you don't go first.

Hey. Remember?
I go first. I get my way.

I'm the big sister.
Remember, Mar? Mar.

Come on, get up. Get up.

Hey... Hey, look. Hey.

Look at the window.

That's sunshine.

It's sunshine, Mar.
It's morning.

It's morning and I'll get you
coffee if you want.

D'you want coffee, Marian?
You can have anything you want.

Please. Mar. Mar.

I'm sorry. Please.
Just stay in it with me. Please.

Marian, stay in it with me,
please. Come on.

I'm sorry.

Mar, we can stop.

- We can stop.
- [door opens]

Get in here. Come on.

Put that over there, please.

Can we get some fluids in her?

Keep an eye on her.

It's done, girls.
You're all done.

- Can we get her some milk?
- The government's relented.

Now, drink up. You win.

They're sending you
back to Ireland.

Dotes, what's going on?

Hey. Hey.

Good news, my darling.
It's over.

They blinked.

We're gonna go home.

Mm.

That is the best fucking
chicken pie of my life.

I'm gonna throw up.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Thank you very much.
- Thanks.

[pilot] Flight attendants,
please prepare for landing.

We're landing.

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