Original subtitles

[Machinery rumbling and clanging]

[Gulls crying, indistinct conversations, horn honks]

[Machinery rumbles]

MAN: Looks good.

Will somebody check the printer?

[Door opens, closes]

I hope it cuts the mustard, Mr. Connolly, sir.

Ah, it's a fine-looking poster, Jimmy.

Lads, good work.

But I'm afraid we're not gonna be needing it.

Casement and the German guns captured...

and now this.

This clown.

"All orders given to Irish volunteers for today,

Easter Sunday, are hereby rescinded."

Uh-Huh.

"And no parades, marches,

or other movements of Irish volunteers will take place."

[Bicycle bell rings]

"Each individual volunteer will obey this order

strictly in every particular.

Eoin MacNeill, chief of staff."

Hello, Milo.

Your company's mobilization orders.

Have you seen this?

No parades today.

"Irish volunteer marches canceled."

[Dog barks in distance]

This is a trick.

Liza, the dressmaker's here for the final fitting.

You'll need to put it on.

Liza! Chop, chop.

Stephen's on his way to sign the settlement.

[Clock chiming] You're getting married tomorrow.

I know. Or have you forgotten?

I'm sorry. Everything is in such a spin these days.

[Bell tolling]

[Engine purring]

[Gate creaks]

[Tolling continues]

[Tolling continues in distance]

MAY: Mr. Hammond?

So, Sir Matthew's finally released you at last.

It was your idea I be brought in, I suppose?

Well, it's an emergency.

Three hours of dictation. My hand's fit to drop off.

I have to type up these reports for the Prime Minister,

the Chief Secretary, the Cabinet,

and Lord knows who else.

Well, I told him you were the best in the pool.

Thank you for ruining my holiday weekend.

Did you have other plans?

They came for me in the middle of the night, Charles.

Yes.

Vanessa's down the country visiting friends.

Because of this German guns and casement business,

I've had to stay behind.

We'll have the rest of the weekend together.

I'm sorry, May -- how it's been.

I've missed you.

I thought you brought me in

because I was the best in the pool.

Oh, but you are.

[Muffled moaning and shouting]

Where are you going?

Sorry, popsy. Business to attend to.

It's the first proper bed I've ever stayed in.

Well, it seemed a shame to wake you.

What am I supposed to do?

Do you have a home?

They think I was with my friend last night.

Work today.

Well, why don't you have a little lie-in.

I'll sort out a few more hours with the manager downstairs.

[Coin clatters]

[Door creaks]

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

JIMMY: "Not a handful of rich people,

but all the working people must enjoy

the fruit of their common labor."

ICA MAN: That'll be the day.

That day is now.

It should've been.

Nuttin' to lose but our chains.

And our heads. Let the man talk.

If we can't have a revolution in this world,

we can at least dream of one in the next.

Why can't we dream of one in this world?

Listen to this -- V.I. Lenin.

"Sometimes history needs a push."

[Crow caws, bird chirps]

CORMAC: Any news?

FRANCES: Mr. Pearse is meeting Connolly

to persuade him to go out anyway.

Eoin MacNeill. Bloody traitor to his nation.

Maybe we were better off without him

and the faint hearts who fear to come out for Ireland.

If we go out in spite of him, we're gonna be outnumbered.

It's a question of honor, Cormac.

This generation must show itself willing to make the sacrifice

and strike the blow for Gaelic Ireland,

or else the dream will die with us.

[Crow caws in distance]

Are you not afraid, Miss?

Yes.

I am afraid.

But I'd sooner to die free than live as a slave.

[Clock ticking]

It's a very generous settlement, Mr. Butler.

ELIZABETH: Thank you, father.

Congratulations.

STEPHEN: Thank you.

[Both breathing heavily]

[Shouting in distance]

[Heavy breathing continues]

More.

More? [ Chuckles ] You're irrepressible tonight.

What got into you?

You.

[ Both chuckle ]

Relief.

And having you to myself.

[Chuckling]

[Bell tolling] PEARSE: Dar fuil uasail Emmet.

ALL: Dar fuil uasail Emmet.

PEARSE: Dar carpaibh an Ghorta.

ALL: Dar carpaibh an Ghorta.

PEARSE: Dar deoraibh deoraí nGail.

ALL: Dar deoraibh deoraí nGail.

Do bheirimid na mionna do bheireadh ár sinsir.

ALL: Do bheirimid na mionna do bheireadh ár sinsir.

Go bhfuasclóimid do ghéibheann ár gcinidh.

ALL: Go bhfuasclóimid do ghéibheann ár gcinidh.

PEARSE: Nó go dtitfimid bonn le bonn.

ALL: Nó go dtitfimid bonn le bonn.

And by my poor mother's blood and suffering I make this oath.

[Click]

[Clicking]

[Knock on door]

One moment!

Come in, come in.

Liza.

It's time you were changing.

Yes, of course.

I understand your being nervous, but...

once you're married,

you'll understand what a wonderful thing it is.

And with Stephen at your side,

you'll have the whole world at your feet.

I'm so happy for you, Liza.

I'm happy you are, Mummy.

Let me help you dress and do your hair, hm?

As my mother did mine on my wedding day.

Hm.

[Footsteps recede]

[Clears throat]

[Engine purrs, gull cries]

MOLLOY: It's on again.

Jimmy, where have you been?

What is it?

It's on again.

Jeez, they must be mad.

At least we'll have the element of surprise.

A surprise to us, as well.

Let's give it a go so.

What have we got to lose, eh?

Yeah, nothing but our chains, Mick.

Up the Workers Republic.

Up the Republic.

Come on, lads, let's go!

Everybody here?

There's still some in the infirmary, Miss.

Milo, tell them up and dressed.

Their country needs them more than their sick beds.

Yes, Miss. New orders. Follow me.

Let's go, boys! Come on!

[Birds chirping]

Frances: Ar chlé!

Go mháirseáil!

[Booming in distance]

[Arthur sings indistinctly]

[Door opens]

[Baby fusses]

[Door closes]

You were out bright and early.

Grand National.

Thought we'd have a day out as a proper family.

PEGGY: Can we afford it?

I think we can afford one day of happy memories

before I go back to the front.

Don't you, Peg? Yeah.

Yeah.

You want to see the gigis, don't you, Peter? Yeah.

Minnie?

I don't want to see any stupid horses.

Well, in that case, we'll give Sadie your ticket,

and you can stay in and mind your baby sister.

But Da, I wanted to go --

Yeah, well, you've been going out a little too often

these last few days, Missy.

You're staying in, and since you are,

you can give your mother the loan of that fancy new hat of yours.

[Baby fusses]

[Birds chirp]

[Hooves clopping]

I've been thinking of signing up, you know.

You?

Why not?

Because you don't believe in anything.

I believe we all die in the end.

[Woman laughs in distance]

Here come the cavalry.

Congratulations. Thank you.

Mrs. Duffy Lyons, you must be so proud.

I couldn't be prouder.

You remember Harry, Elizabeth's brother. I do.

And George.

And Monsignor Mulcahy.

Pleased to meet you. Elizabeth's uncle.

Venturing into enemy territory, Uncle Robert.

We shall set aside our schisms for one happy day at least.

I jest, I jest. [ Chuckles ]

[Indistinct conversations]

You look beautiful, darling.

Thank you.

Doesn't she look beautiful, Edward?

Mm-hmm. Beautiful.

The image of you.

As I once was, perhaps.

As you still are.

Dolly, come along.

I'm sorry, Daddy, I forgot something.

Hm?

Oh, hurry, or we'll be late, Liza.

♪♪

♪♪

[Dog barks in distance]

Well, I suppose you know what this means.

[Dog barks in distance]

I got the orders, Liz. It's back on.

Wait here.

What is she doing?

Oh, she's probably just nervous.

No, let's go inside.

Oh, all right, all right.

Elizabeth?

Liza?

♪♪

Liza!

You're keeping everyone waiting!

Come on, Liz. Hurry up.

I'll try the kitchen.

What?

Come on.

[Door closes]

DOLLY: Elizabeth?

♪♪

Elizabeth!

You were to muster at Stephens Green?

With Markievicz.

It's too late. They're out already.

What about you?

Sean Connolly's, Dame Street.

I'll go with you, then.

[ Horn honks ]

What about Stephen?

What about your family?

There'll be other days to marry.

There won't be other days like this.

[Chuckles]

What are we waiting for, then?

♪♪

[Train whistle blows]

[Vehicle rumbles]

Now, Civil War and Punch, the last two years' winners,

are running again today.

I like the name All Sorts.

Do you now?

All right, All Sorts it is.

'Cause you're smart,

and you know how to pick a winner, Peggy.

[Both chuckle]

I do that, Art.

[Whistle blows]

♪♪

Excuse me, sir. Are you free?

Where to, Miss?

Trinity College. [Whistle blows]

I thought you students were all away for the Easter.

I'm here to see someone.

I've not been here before.

[Door closes, engine starts]

Well, you're welcome to Dublin.

Though there's some would say you're welcome to Dublin.

♪♪

[Indistinct conversation]

[Indistinct conversations]

ELIZABETH: Dr. Lynn.

Elizabeth. You're here.

I thought you were getting married today.

What are the orders?

Dublin Castle.

SEAN CONNOLLY: Are you ready?!

Fall in!

Stay at the rear. Help with the wounded.

[ Whistle blows ]

[Bell dings, hooves clopping]

PEARSE: Let's go. Arms!

DRIVER: What are those eejits playacting at now?

What is it?

These volunteers making a nuisance of themselves.

Will it be long?

Lord knows at this hour.

PEARSE: Arms!

[Engine idling]

Cor, Ray.

What do we do, Miss?

We wait for the signal.

[Whistle blows shrilly]

MAN: This is it.

What's -- what's happening?

To the G.P.O.!

[All shouting]

I'm sorry, Miss, you're gonna have to continue on foot.

But I -- FRANCES: Right, lads!

I don't know the way!

Lantern, side door!

-Let's go! -Courage, lads.

-Let's go! -Please, I have to go.

MAN: Move it!

[Shouting continues]

This motor's my living.

Just please hurry.

MAN: Move it!

See you, good luck, Bye-bye.

Come on. Hurry it up.

MAN #2: By the window there.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey!

[Horn honks, shouting continues]

-Stop. -Bring those sandbags over here.

[Speaks indistinctly]

[ Gunshot ]

CHARLES: Something's happening over at the G.P.O.

I better make a run for it. You'd best get changed.

What about me?

Well, you too, of course.

Charles.

Hm.

When the constable called for me the other night...

I thought I was gonna be arrested.

There isn't any reason for you to be afraid of that, May.

Come on, get changed.

Charles, I'm pregnant.

Well, that's extraordinary.

Is it?

Yes, it is, for me.

For me, it's -- that's extraordinary.

We can't have children -- Vanessa and I.

We've tried. Visited doctors.

I thought it was me, my fault.

It's not your fault.

You're definitely up to snuff.

Maybe we should just run away together.

We could go to India.

How would we live?

I'd write novels.

You'd be the star of the stage.

[Chuckling] In India?

[Chuckling] America, then.

[Shouting in distance]

[Chuckles]

[Gull cries]

I don't know about you,

but I could do with a dry Sherry right now.

STEPHEN: Must be the holiday traffic that's keeping her.

HARRY: Appears so.

GEORGE: Mr. Wylie.

Good to see you.

The Sinn Féiners have taken over the city.

They say the Germans are coming.

GEORGE: Really?

Calling up the reserve to secure the college.

I-I'm to be married.

You should report to the barracks.

I'm sorry, Stephen.

Stephen, I am really sorry.

I need to go with him. I'll be back soon, okay?

O-Of course.

I'm sorry.

I-I will see you later.

Yeah, of course.

Harry, take care of the guests for me.

And explain this to Elizabeth.

All right, change of plan.

Wedding's off.

Seems like we're having a rebellion instead.

[Laughs]

[Church bell chiming, horse neighs]

SEAN CONNOLLY: Keep pace.

Come on.

MAN: Hold.

[Chiming continues]

[Indistinct talking]

What are you lot playing at?

In the name of the provisional government

of the Irish Republic, I demand you open the gates.

The gates are open.

But not to the likes of you bowsies.

Do yourself a favor and get out of here

before you land yourself in some real trouble.

Open it.

This is your last warning.

And I'm telling you that this is your last warning.

[Gun cocks]

[Gunshot]

[Groans]

[Gasps, coughs]

Come on!

[Yelling]

MAN: Close the gates!

[Gunfire]

FRANCES: Leave him be.

He was unarmed!

He was warned.

[Gunfire continues]

SEAN CONNELLY: Pull back! Pull back!

Pull back to City Hall!

He's saying something.

[Weakly] Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

Pull back!

Pull back to City Hall!

[Gunfire]

Pull back!

Elizabeth! Elizabeth!

Come on, we're gonna get killed out here! Come on! No!

Elizabeth, come on, we got to get out of here!

Pull back! Get in!

Get in, keep going!

[Gunfire continues]

[Glass shatters]

Get up, get up, get up, get up!

[Gunfire continues]

[Church bell tolls]

[Raining]

MAN: Please, tell us what's going on.

I just popped in to buy a stamp, for God's sake.

Watch your language. Some of these are only boys.

Where are we taking prisoners?

Excuse me?

Where are we taking prisoners?

I think they said the basement.

Fine. PEARSE: Miss O'Flaherty.

Commandant Pearse.

All Cumann na mBan volunteers

must report to the kitchen or the medical room.

Cormac, please take the prisoner to the basement.

CORMAC: Yes, sir.

A woman can pull a trigger as well as any man, sir.

Or a boy.

How would we look if we put women in danger?

I thought you looked upon us as your equals, sir.

Does your proclamation not say that?

Indeed we revere women as purer than men,

hence we must protect them.

And as for the proclamation, gentlemen,

I need a detail to accompany me.

[Indistinct talking]

[Engine purrs, bird squawks]

[Gunfire in distance]

Please, I'm -- I'm here to see George Wilson.

He has rooms here.

The college is closed

to all but residents and cadet corps.

Mr. Wilson's not here.

But I've just arrived from Belfast.

I've nowhere to go.

I'm his fiancée.

[Gunfire continues in distance]

Thank you.

MAN: Hurry it up, lads!

[Gunfire continues]

[Indistinct conversations]

First Lieutenant Duffy Lyons, sixth battalion Fusiliers.

Barracks told me to report here, sir.

They're in City Hall. I need a situation report.

Take those men and go down.

Yes, sir.

[Urgent knock on door]

[Door bangs open]

I beg your pardon.

This hotel has been commandeered in the name

of the provisional government of the Irish Republic.

The what?

Put it on through. Hoist her high.

I suppose you're taking us hostage, are you?

Give them a hand there. Give them a hand.

Well, not unless you'd like us to, sir.

No, we're gonna hang the starry plough

outside the front of this bastard

William Martin Murphy's imperial hotel.

Come on, Charles. They're just boys dressed up as soldiers.

Well, rather a citizen soldier than an Englishman's whore.

How dare you. You take that back!

I'd be on me way. I'd be on me way now.

Come on, Charles.

I think she's right, sir. I think you should go.

Come on, Charles. Charles!

Now.

MAN: All soldiers must report

to their home barracks immediately.

[Train whistle blows]

PEGGY: We'll be fine from here, Art.

Ah, at least let me see you home, Peggy.

Is it the Germans?

No, no, it's not the Boche.

It's Jimmy and his shower.

They're not capable of this, Art.

Here, listen, it'll be over before you know it.

Ow.

Don't worry about us. We'll be grand.

Peter, you look after your mother, yeah?

Keep me that paper.

Good man, see you soon.

[Train whistle blows]

[Glass shatters, gunfire]

MAN: Hey, Miss.

[ Gunshot ]

MAN #2: Lock the windows and the doors!

[ Bullet streaks ]

JIMMY: Why did we retreat?

We could have pushed onto the the second gates.

No. Only a handful of men.

We couldn't say how many soldiers were up there.

What are we supposed to do barricaded in this building?

We hold the position.

Hold -- hold the position?

Those are the orders, man.

You hit, sir?

I'm fine. Nurse!

Elizabeth! [Glass shatters]

Captain Connolly's been hit.

When did this happen?

When I was hoisting the flag. [Groans] Oh, God!

That means they've got shooters on the castle roof.

[Bullet streaks] [Groans]

Dr. Lynn! [Glass shatters]

Dr. Lynn!

MAN: Look right.

Dr. Lynn.

[Panting]

[Screams]

Move along. The cavalry are on the way.

But I want to see the show.

Move along, I said.

"She now seizes that moment

and supported by her exiled children in America

and by gallant allies in Europe but relying in the first..."

What is this?

MAN: That's the proclamation.

Of what? The Republic.

"We declare the right of the people of Ireland

to the ownership of Ireland and to the unfettered control

of Irish destinies to be sovereign and indefeasible..."

It's Mr. Pearse. He runs that school Frances teaches at.

"...People and government has not extinguished the right,

nor can it ever be extinguished,

except by the destruction of the Irish people." Nonsense.

Come on, May, this way.

"In every generation,

the Irish people have asserted their right

to national freedom and sovereignty.

Six times during the past 300 years,

they have asserted it in arms,

standing on that fundamental right,

and again asserting it in arms in the face of the world.

We hereby proclaim the Irish Republic

as a sovereign independent state,

and we pledge our lives

and the lives of our comrades in arms

to the cause of its freedom, of its welfare,

of its exultation among the nations.

The Irish Republic is entitled to

and hereby claims the allegiance

of every Irish man and Irish woman."

[Bird chirps] Ingrid?

[Gunfire in distance]

George.

Where have you been?

You shouldn't be here, darling. It's not safe.

Six of our cadet corps have been shot dead by the rebels.

Six.

Why are they doing it?

To free Ireland.

From what?

From British rule.

But we're British.

From us too, then.

Why on Earth did you come, Ingrid?

For you,

of course.

Aren't you pleased to see me?

Come here.

We have to get you back to Belfast.

[Gunfire in distance, indistinct shouting ]

[Horse neighs]

MAN: The reserves are comin'! The calvary!

They're comin'!

Out of the way!

Come on, May. We must get to the castle.

[Church bell tolling, gunfire, indistinct talking]

[Horse neighs]

[Dog barking]

[Baby cooing]

[Rapid footsteps approach]

[Door opens, baby fusses]

Minnie, are you alone?

Am I alone? Yeah, is your ma here?

No, me ma's not here. You have to come now.

Why? Town's gone mad.

The Shinners have shot all the police,

and you can grab all the swank you want.

All the swank? Yeah, swear to God.

We have to go quickly before the Germans arrive.

The Germans?

Yeah, the Germans. [Baby fusses]

But I've got Gracie.

So, just bring her. The whole town's at it.

Come on, let's go.

[Fussing continues]

[Church bell tolls]

[Gun clicks]

That'll do.

Let's look at you.

You look more of a man than any lads in here.

[Chuckles] We better get a move on

before the rabble shame us completely.

[Tolling continues]

[Gulls crying]

[Glass shattering]

[Indistinct conversations]

[Laughter, glass shatters]

[Excited, indistinct talking]

MAN: Look at this. Come over here.

Have you no shame?

What do you think you're doing?

It's you lot started it.

And you'd risk your life for a hat

but not your own country?

Ah!

[Children singing indistinctly]

[Glass shattering continues]

♪ We are the volunteers, we'll whack the British Army ♪

♪ We are the volunteers, we'll whack the British Army ♪

Get out of here before you get hurt. Come on!

♪ We are the volunteers, we'll whack the British Army ♪

You two, stop, stop!

What are you doing with them shoes?

FRANCES: They don't even match.

Just having a bit of fun, a bit of shoppin'.

You two are old enough to know better.

Sorry, Miss. I have to catch up with them kids.

Me baby sister's in it. DESMOND: Go, go on, go.

Get out of here now.

Run.

Oi! Look at that.

Put that down.

Says who?

In the name of the provisional government,

I said put it down.

In the name of me arse, get lost.

[Glass shatters]

He said put it down.

You nearly killed me!

If I wanted to, I would have.

Oh, yeah? Come on, then.

Shoot me down in front of people --

[Gunshot] You did it again, you bitch!

I have to risk every one of youse!

You's a-wrecking this town! You's bastards!

God help youse!

Frances.

We have to show them we're serious.

By killing them?

If we have to.

[Mid-tempo piano playing]

[Glass shatters in distance]

[Door creaks, closes, bird chirps]

GRETA: Mrs. Hammond.

You're back early, ma'am.

Couples are tedious enough at the best of times.

When one is on one's own, they're unbearable.

[Car departs]

[Door closes]

Did Mr. Hammond say when he would be back?

Haven't you heard?

Heard what?

The Germans have invaded.

[Chuckling] I beg your pardon.

And the Shinners have come out to help them,

and they're gonna murder us all in our beds or worse,

cook says. Don't talk balderdash, child.

I shall call Mr. Hammond.

So dramatic.

[Gunfire in distance]

[Indistinct conversation]

We can use the back lanes

and cross to the castle by Richmond Bridge.

WOMAN: The cheek of ya, the dirty cheek of ya! MAN: Get back.

How dare you look at me with a gun in your hand. Get back!

How dare you! How dare you --

[Gunshot] Oh, Jesus!

[Screams, sobs]

[Gasps]

[Sobbing]

MAN: Look what you made me do, you stupid woman!

We're not going to the castle.

Where are we going? I'm putting you on a train to Cork.

I'm not going home, Charles. Just until it's over.

You have to look after yourself, May, and our baby.

This is our chance to slip away.

It's too dangerous. What about your lodgings?

I'm not going back to all of that.

There's my house, Dalkey.

It's safely outside the city.

There won't be any trouble there.

What about Vanessa?

She's not due back till later.

I'll be home before her,

and I'll put you up in a hotel by the sea.

It'll only be for a few hours, May.

Come on.

[Gunfire continues]

[ Gulls crying ]

[Gunfire continues]

He say's he's going to Belfast. He'll take you.

Is that everything?

I can look after you while you build your practice.

No, Ingrid. [Sighs] It's not possible.

Just think about it, George.

We don't have to marry.

Three pounds.

That's more than enough,

and you're headed to Belfast anyway.

DRIVER: Seven pounds the night that's in it.

I'll be lucky if this place isn't burnt to the ground

by the time I get back.

Will you take five?

[Bell tolling]

[Speaks indistinctly]

Some leave -- ordered straight back to the barracks.

If I get me hands on one of the wisebones who's behind this.

Heard 15,000 Boche have landed --

I need men for a scratch unit.

Who here's seen action before?

You, you, you, and you, get your kit and follow me.

[Explosions in distance]

Go around here, check your ammo and your kit.

[Gunfire, gun clicking]

ELIZABETH: Jimmy! [ Glass shatters ]

Liz!

What are you doing? You shouldn't be here.

MAN: Keep down!

Commander Sean -- he's dead.

Who's in charge?

Dr. Lynn.

[Gunfire continues]

What are the orders?

[Bullet ricochets]

Hold the building.

[Gunfire continues]

STEPHEN: Fix bayonets!

Stay close to the walls.

Go down now!

MAN: Come on, go!

[Gunfire]

Machine gun in!

[Gunfire continues]

[Man yells indistinctly]

[Gunshot]

[Gunfire continues]

MAN: Keep your eye on.

[Bullet ricochets]

Aah!

MAN: Keep down. [Glass shatters]

Get up.

[Gunfire continues]

Machine gun now!

Stay close to the wall, you're on me!

200 yards away! Go!

Behind the wall!

Keep going!

Keep us covered!

I need you to take the first staircase on the right,

second staircase on the left, okay? JIMMY: Dr. Lynn.

We need to retreat now. No.

We've been ordered to hold the building.

We're all gonna die if we stay here.

Our deaths will be symbolic.

Symbolic of what? Stupidity.

I vote we retreat.

We must follow our orders.

And I'm ordering you both to hold your positions.

[Gunfire continues]

MAN: Dr. Lynn.

[Gunshot]

[Man yells indistinctly]

Lads, get the hell out of here.

[Gunshot, glass breaks]

[Gun cocks]

[Bullets ricochet]

Aah!

[Gunfire continues]

Stay close, get in, get in!

On me, come around back.

[Door creaks]

On me, go, go, go!

Lads, hurry it up.

All the way. Go on, all the way up.

♪♪

[Gunfire continues in distance]

[Gun clanks]

Get the hell out of here.

Move it!

Go!

Not a word to anyone. You didn't see that.

Move on.

[Indistinct yelling]

MAN: There they are!

Come on. Go.

[Gunfire continues]

Move it! Move it!

♪♪

All right, we're nearly there.

[Groaning]

I can't go with you, Jimmy.

I'll -- I'll come find you later if I can.

It's war, Lizzy. We can't save everyone.

Where are you injured?

Let's get him off the street.

[Grunts]

Hold on, hold on.

[Screams]

Get him into the cathedral.

Okay.

[Church bell tolling]

Thank you.

Please state your business, Father.

You're little more than a boy.

I'm a volunteer for Ireland, Father.

What's your business with us?

I've been with Archbishop Walsh.

And his Grace told me to ask you to stop this madness

before any more harm to people or property occurs.

Okay, follow me.

[Man coughs]

I'll take you to Mr. Connolly and Mr. Pearse.

Sir, papers.

I work here.

[Telephone ringing, telegraph tapping ]

[Indistinct conversations]

A ring to steel, gentlemen, which we shall tighten

around the heart of this city

until we have crushed this rebellion.

I was looking for Sir Matthew.

-Hammond. -Thank you.

I've been moved downstairs.

I'm sorry I was so late, sir -- the cordon.

If the military are in control,

perhaps I might be free to return home, sir.

We're not going anywhere until this is over, Hammond.

Yes, sir, of course.

[Soft piano playing ]

[ Bell rings ]

Greta. The door.

But it might be the rebels, madam.

Or the Germans.

I don't think either are the type to ring before entering.

It'll be word from Charles -- go.

Good evening.

MAY: Good evening.

Can I help you?

Um, my name's Miss Lacy.

I'm...Mr. Hammond's secretary.

He sent me here.

Very well.

[Footsteps approach]

Mrs. Hammond.

Miss Lacy.

I'm terribly sorry to impose.

Mr. Hammond had to stay at the castle,

and it wasn't safe for me to return to my lodgings,

so...he sent me here to keep me safe.

I'm sorry.

Hope that's all right.

It will have to be.

If that's what my husband wants.

Keep you safe.

I would have hoped he'd had have sent a soldier, but...

Greta, would you take Miss Lacy upstairs, please?

Thank you.

[Indistinct talking]

[Baby fusses]

[Gunshot in distance]

Ma, I want to go out and see what's happenin'.

No. Get away from there.

I want to phone Uncle Jimmy.

Well, you're not, and that's that.

[Door opens]

[Baby crying]

Where have you been?

Out.

What's all this?

What does it look like?

Here, Sadie. I got you and Peter sweets.

Where did you get them, Minnie? And the shoes and hat.

Well, you took my hat, so I took this.

From where?

From the shops -- everyone's at it.

[Object slams]

I don't care what everyone's at.

You don't do what everyone does.

You don't understand. Understand what?

It's a revolution!

I don't care what it is. Take it off you.

You hear me? Take it off you, I said.

No. I'll take it off you, then.

And the rest -- take it off!

[Baby wails]

[Indistinct talking]

[Dog barks]

[Indistinct talking]

[Laughter]

[Dog barks in distance]

PETER: Let me in.

Ah, you're only a child. Go. Go home.

I know the password. It's "limerick."

I don't give a curse.

Go away before you get yourself hurt. Go!

I've got this.

It's a parabellum off a Turkish officer me da killed.

Yeah.

Okay, give me that before you get yourself hurt.

Come here. Yes, sir.

Before you get yourself killed.

[Lock disengages] Enter.

In.

In!

You can report to the kitchen.

You can peel the spuds, okay?

Yeah.

In. Come on. All right.

Jesus Christ absolve you of your sins.

In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit.

Amen.

Thank you, Father.

[Door opens, closes]

Would you lead us in the rosary, Father?

I really should be going.

The Archbishop is expecting --

It is a great consolation to men

who are about to face their death to have a priest near.

Yes.

Of course.

I still refuse to believe that she's part of this.

Surely we would have known something.

Seen something.

Perhaps we only see what we want to see.

Well, what have you seen?

Nothing.

Nothing, Edward.

[ Footsteps depart ]

[Light coughing]

There you are.

MAN: Mother Mary, you take away the sins of the world.

Have mercy on us.

[Sniffles]

[Man speaking indistinctly]

WOMAN: I'll be back in an hour.

What have we done, Jimmy?

Whatever it is, it's not done yet.

I got to go to the G.P.O., Liz.

People need me here.

[Sniffs]

Go.

I'll look for you later.

[Door creaks]

[Door opens]

[ Laughter ]

HARRY: Give us another whiskey round, get us another whiskey.

But you know, she's fighting out there.

I don't want to go out there.

I don't want to go out there. -So you stay here.

I'm drunk as a skunk, and I like it!

I like it!

[ Laughter ]

♪♪

[Indistinct praying]

ALL: To thee we send up our sighs, mourning,

and weeping in the valley of tears.

To turn then, most gracious advocate,

thine eyes of mercy toward us,

and after this our exile,

show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus,

oh, merciful, oh, loving, oh, sweet Virgin Mary.

♪♪

[ Door thuds ]

STEWART: Left, left, left, right, left!

Left, left, left, right, left!

Left, left, left, right, left!

Platoon...halt!

[Feet stamp in unison]

Company, atten-tion!

[Feet stamp]

Company, stand at ease!

[Feet stamp]

[Bell dings in distance]

Atten-tion!

[Feet stamp]

[Soldiers marching in lockstep]

[Train whistle blowing]