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An Irish Catholic family returns to 1930s Limerick after a child's death in America. The unemployed I.R.A. veteran father struggles with poverty, prejudice and alcoholism as the family endures harsh slum conditions.
Based on the best-selling autobiography by Irish expatriate Frank McCourt, Angela's Ashes follows the experiences of young Frankie and his family as they try against all odds to escape the poverty endemic in the slums of pre-war Limerick. The film opens with the family in Brooklyn, but following the death of one of Frankie's siblings, they return home, only to find the situation there even worse. Prejudice against Frankie's Northern Irish father makes his search for employment in the Republic difficult despite his having fought for the I.R.A., and when he does find money, he spends it on drink.
The Hopes of a Mother. The Dreams of a Father. The Fate of a Child.
Director: Alan Parker
Writers: Frank McCourt, Laura Jones, Alan Parker
Stars: Emily Watson, Robert Carlyle, Joe Breen
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0145653/
tt0145653
child, labor, boy, boys, irish, ireland, based on autobiography, twins, great depression, brother, sister, relationship, 1940s, 1940
Based on the best-selling autobiography by Irish expatriate Frank McCourt, Angela's Ashes follows the experiences of young Frankie and his family as they try against all odds to escape the poverty endemic in the slums of pre-war Limerick. The film opens with the family in Brooklyn, but following the death of one of Frankie's siblings, they return home, only to find the situation there even worse. Prejudice against Frankie's Northern Irish father makes his search for employment in the Republic difficult despite his having fought for the I.R.A., and when he does find money, he spends it on drink.
The Hopes of a Mother. The Dreams of a Father. The Fate of a Child.
Director: Alan Parker
Writers: Frank McCourt, Laura Jones, Alan Parker
Stars: Emily Watson, Robert Carlyle, Joe Breen
https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0145653/
tt0145653
child, labor, boy, boys, irish, ireland, based on autobiography, twins, great depression, brother, sister, relationship, 1940s, 1940
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00:00:00Give me a second. He's got the ball. He's gone on one.
00:00:03Oh, you got the ball open.
00:00:15Oh, get off me, will you?
00:00:19I'm worn out.
00:00:22That's the end of it for me. No more children.
00:00:25A good Catholic woman should perform her wifely duties.
00:00:31Oh, feck off, will you?
00:00:37You'll face eternal damnation, Angela.
00:00:40Well, as long as there are no more children,
00:00:42eternal damnation sounds just fine to me, Malachie.
00:00:55Come on, mate. Come on. You've missed the train.
00:01:12You've missed a good job. Come on.
00:01:13We've got the Guinness. We've got the China civilian.
00:01:16It's all right.
00:01:16Let's go.
00:01:21Right.
00:01:35Remember your religious duties.
00:01:39And above all, you obey your mother.
00:01:41Right.
00:01:42You're the man of the house now, Francis.
00:01:50Mind yourself.
00:02:04Come on, let's go.
00:02:12Come on, let's go.
00:02:22Ma'am said all we had to do was wait two weeks for the telegram with the money order.
00:02:26Soon we'd have enough money for new boots and coats, ham cabbage and potatoes for dinner,
00:02:31electric light and maybe even a lavatory like they have in America.
00:02:35Now that Dad has gone to England, surely our troubles would be over.
00:02:39Surely.
00:02:42Come on.
00:02:43Come on.
00:02:44Come on.
00:02:45Come on.
00:02:46Come on.
00:02:47Come on.
00:02:48Come on.
00:02:49Come on.
00:02:50Come on.
00:02:51Come on.
00:02:52Come on.
00:02:53Come on.
00:02:54Come on.
00:02:55Come on.
00:02:56Come on.
00:02:57Hello.
00:02:58Hi.
00:02:59Thank you very much.
00:03:01There he is!
00:03:03Hey!
00:03:04Where?
00:03:05The Tsar's come.
00:03:06We caught.
00:03:07No.
00:03:08Are you sure?
00:03:09It's our first telegram.
00:03:10It should be for about three pounds or maybe more.
00:03:11Sorry.
00:03:12Can you look in your pouch again?
00:03:14I fecking did already.
00:03:15I've nothing for you.
00:03:16I've nothing for you.
00:03:17Come on.
00:03:18Come on.
00:03:19Come on.
00:03:20Come on.
00:03:21Come on.
00:03:22Come on.
00:03:23Come on.
00:03:24Come on.
00:03:25Come on.
00:03:26Come on.
00:03:27Come on.
00:03:28Come on.
00:03:29Come on.
00:03:30Come on.
00:03:31Come on.
00:03:32Come on.
00:03:33Begging for leftovers is worse than the dole.
00:04:02Worse than the St. Vincent de Paul charity, this is my own mother begging.
00:04:07This is the worst kind of shame, begging for the leftovers from the priest's dinner,
00:04:13like tinkers holding up their scabby children on street corners.
00:04:17Worse than borrowing from the moneylender, Mrs. Finucane.
00:04:32There was only one thing for it, I had to get a job.
00:04:47This is the best morning of all, Frankie.
00:04:52Saturday half day.
00:04:54We start at 8 and finish with the time the ambulance rings at 12.
00:04:59The Dipsy-Doodle is a thing to beware, The Dipsy-Doodle's gonna get in your head,
00:05:22And if it gets to you, it couldn't be worse, The things you say will all come out in reverse.
00:05:29Don't go up the mine, Manny.
00:05:32That's the way the Dipsy-Doodle works, The Dipsy-Doodle is so easy to find,
00:05:37It's almost always at the back of your mind, You never know it's there until it's too late,
00:05:43And then you get to such a terrible state, The food jumps over the couch pages,
00:05:48That's the way the Dipsy-Doodle works.
00:06:13The man who delivered 1,600 weights of coal deserves a pint,
00:06:18And the boy who helped him deserves a lemonade.
00:06:21Jesus, your eyes look atrocious, lad.
00:06:24Like two piss holes in the snow.
00:06:26It's the coal dust, Uncle Pa.
00:06:28You're a great man, Frank, and a good worker.
00:06:30You can help me every Thursday after school.
00:06:33There's a shilling for you.
00:06:35Now, more power to your elbow, Frankie.
00:06:38You'll be taking your job yet in your job.
00:06:43He called me Frank, not Frankie.
00:06:48For the first time, I feel like a man.
00:06:50A man with a shilling in his pocket.
00:06:52A man who had a drink in a pub.
00:07:03Ma, I earned a shilling.
00:07:08Take Tuppence, Frankie, and take Malachy to the Lyric.
00:07:11You're a treasure, Frankie. You deserve it.
00:07:14God above.
00:07:15Look at those eyes.
00:07:17If I didn't do anything, like the other person,
00:07:19Go to the house.
00:07:20I don't know.
00:07:21It's not a man's fans.
00:07:23Very nice.
00:07:24I don't know.
00:07:26I don't know.
00:07:27Sean, you're a littleardan.
00:07:28I don't know.
00:07:29I don't know.
00:07:30I don't know.
00:07:31He's a man.
00:07:32I love you, Frank.
00:07:33Frankie!
00:07:34I don't know.
00:07:35Frankie!
00:07:36Frankie!
00:07:40I don't know.
00:07:41You don't know.
00:07:42It's so funny.
00:07:43I don't know.
00:07:44I don't know.
00:07:45It's so funny.
00:07:46A shilling for Mr. Hannan and four shillings in tips.
00:07:53Will you go to that mirror and look at your eyes?
00:08:02Oh, jeez.
00:08:04That's the end of it. No more Mr. Hannan.
00:08:06Mr. Hannan needs me.
00:08:08I'm sorry for Mr. Hannan's troubles, but we have troubles of our own.
00:08:12And the last thing that I need is a blind son.
00:08:16Now, wash your eyes and you can go to the Lyric.
00:08:27Barry, what's happening?
00:08:29The man in the hat is sticking a gold dagger into the nice lady's belly.
00:08:33Is there blood all over the place?
00:08:34No, we're showing the men a magic ring.
00:08:36I can't see a thing.
00:08:37The doctor said it was the worst case of conjunctivitis he'd ever seen.
00:08:49How long will you be in, doctor?
00:08:52Only God knows that woman.
00:08:54I should have seen this child months ago.
00:08:56My working days were over.
00:08:57Eyes wide open.
00:08:59Wider.
00:09:01Wider as you can.
00:09:01If only my dad was here.
00:09:05If only my dad was here.
00:09:05Wider as you can.
00:09:06So that's what a dream.
00:09:07Well, you gotta wake up.
00:09:09How is he going to listen?
00:09:09You gotta wake up.
00:09:12ümüzden hate him.
00:09:13What's cancerous idea?
00:09:14Yeah.
00:09:15Don't say anything, you gotta make it shakes you up for June.
00:09:17Not even a dam timing.
00:09:19How did you make it Gal statistician?
00:09:19See if he's a beast.
00:09:21Come on, man.
00:09:23Number two of Americans are waiting.
00:09:26The two of each other figures
00:09:32of alcoholawaia at the largest nine years ago.
00:10:02He's not coming, ma'am.
00:10:08He might be asleep in one of the carriages.
00:10:10Come on, ma'am. Let's go home. He's not coming.
00:10:19He definitely said in his letter two days before Christmas.
00:10:23Maybe the boat from Hollyhead was late. That could make you miss your train.
00:10:27The Irish is desperate this time of year.
00:10:29He doesn't care about us. He's over there drunk in England.
00:10:32And don't talk about your father like that.
00:10:37Boots!
00:10:41Next.
00:10:42And where's the husband?
00:10:44He's in England, sir.
00:10:46England, is it?
00:10:48And where's the weekly telegram and the big five pounds?
00:10:51He didn't send us a penny in a month, sir.
00:10:54Well, we all probably know why, don't we?
00:11:00No, sir.
00:11:02We all know this more than any occasion to livenick, ma'am.
00:11:04We'd seen throttin' around with a Piccadilly tart, don't we?
00:11:10He's not in Piccadilly, sir. He's in Coventry.
00:11:12Ma'am went begging again at the St. Vincent de Paul.
00:11:17She got a food voucher so that at least we could have a Christmas dinner.
00:11:21And then, on Christmas Eve, our neighbour, Walter the Horse, died.
00:11:37And our dad came home.
00:11:39Just pop!
00:11:40Dad!
00:11:41Dad!
00:11:42Dad!
00:11:42Dad!
00:11:42Dad!
00:11:43Dad!
00:11:44Dad!
00:11:45Dad!
00:11:56Dad!
00:11:58Can we see it out of town?
00:11:59It's all right.
00:12:00Yeah.
00:12:00Hey.
00:12:06We were expecting you yesterday.
00:12:09Ah, well.
00:12:14Jesus, Mary, what have you done to yourself?
00:12:16Well, the Irish Sea was very rough, you know.
00:12:18Bumped my head.
00:12:19Nearly fell over the side.
00:12:23Wouldn't be a fight, would it?
00:12:24Wouldn't be the drink.
00:12:28You said you'd bring us something.
00:12:30Well, eh.
00:12:35For half.
00:12:46Got a bit peckish on the boat, did you?
00:12:51We'll have them tomorrow after Christmas dinner.
00:12:57Did you bring any money?
00:13:01You drank the money, didn't you?
00:13:06Well, times are hard, Angela.
00:13:09Jobs are scarce, you know.
00:13:10You drank the money, Dad.
00:13:12You drank the money.
00:13:13You drank the money.
00:13:19So they're no respect for their father now, eh?
00:13:27Have to go and see your man.
00:13:28Go and see your man, but don't be coming home here drunk singing your stupid songs.
00:13:31Oh, God.
00:13:47Oh!
00:13:48Oh, God.
00:13:51eat something it's Christmas I'm not hungry but if no one wants one of them
00:14:09sheep's eyes lovely there's great nourishment in the eyes
00:14:39where are you going? on London on Christmas Day that's the best day to travel people in motorcars are always willing to give the working man a lift to Dublin think of all the hard times of the Holy family and feel guilty how will you get to Holyhead same way it came there's always a time when no one's looking
00:15:09great
00:15:15you be good boys eh say your prayers and obey your mother
00:15:25all right
00:15:39here pass them down
00:15:45I got a nut
00:15:47I didn't get a nut how come Frankie always gets a nut
00:15:51nuts are good for sore eyes
00:15:53I have a Turkish slice
00:15:55will the nut make his eyes better
00:15:58twill
00:15:59one eye or two eyes two eyes I think Frankie if I had nut I'd give it to you I would really
00:16:08ma'am can me and Michael have another chocolate just the one
00:16:12good boy
00:16:172021
00:16:18you
00:16:21good
00:16:23good
00:16:24you
00:16:25right
00:16:25good
00:16:26good
00:16:35good
00:16:35good
00:16:36good
00:16:37good
00:16:38If I were in America, I could say, I love you, Dad, the way they do in the films.
00:17:00But in Limerick, they'd laugh at you.
00:17:02In Limerick, you're only allowed to say you love God and babies and horses that win.
00:17:08Anything else is softness in the head.
00:17:12Go home, Frankie.
00:17:30In another week, a telegram arrived for three pounds and we were in heaven.
00:17:38The next Saturday, there was no telegram, nor the week after, nor any Saturday forever.
00:17:50In another week, a telegram arrived.
00:17:52We are almost had to...
00:17:57We are almost had to go home and say to Yumi,
00:18:01Since Limerick!
00:18:02We're almost had to go home.
00:18:03We're moving to Limerick!
00:18:05We're moving to Limerick!
00:18:06We're moving to Limerick!
00:18:07Come on!
00:18:08Come on!
00:18:09Come on!
00:18:10Come on!
00:18:11What are you doing?
00:18:24We're making a fire.
00:18:26It's freezing.
00:18:27Come on, Frankie.
00:18:28Give us a hand, will you?
00:18:32Take the rope, Michael.
00:18:34Put the rope on the bed.
00:18:41Is that you, Frankie?
00:19:06It is, Mrs. Borsell.
00:19:08Come on in out of the cold, son.
00:19:11Holy bloody God, you're fiddling with the cold, Bob.
00:19:25Isn't it grand?
00:19:27The radio, Frankie.
00:19:29It is, Mrs. Borsell.
00:19:31Do you see Bedouins in the Sahara?
00:19:35And the cowboys on the prairie?
00:19:38I do.
00:19:38And people sipping wine in cafes.
00:19:43And sailors in the galleons sipping their cocoa.
00:19:46And plays about the Greeks, where they have to pluck out their eyes because they married their mothers by mistake.
00:19:52And the Shakespeare.
00:19:54I love the Shakespeare.
00:19:57Shakespeare's like mashed potatoes, Mrs. Borsell.
00:19:59You can't get enough of them.
00:20:00I'm sure Mr. Shakespeare must have been an Irishman.
00:20:06If you want the things you love, you must have showers.
00:20:14Ah.
00:20:16Billy Holiday.
00:20:19Oh, Billy, Billy.
00:20:21I want to be with you in America.
00:20:23There'll be pennies on heaven for you and me.
00:20:29Oh, America.
00:20:31Where no one has bad teeth and everyone has a lavatory.
00:20:34Great God in heaven.
00:20:45Where's the other room?
00:20:47What room?
00:20:47I rented you two rooms up here and one is gone.
00:20:50I distinctly remember a wall because I distinctly remember a room.
00:20:54Where's that room gone?
00:20:56I don't remember a wall.
00:20:57And if I don't remember a wall, I can't remember a room.
00:21:00I want to know where that wall is and what she did with that room.
00:21:04Do any of ye remember a wall?
00:21:06Is that the wall we burned in the fire?
00:21:09Dear God, this takes the bloody biscuit.
00:21:13It's four weeks behind in the rent you are.
00:21:15And now this.
00:21:16Out, missus.
00:21:17I'm putting you out.
00:21:18One week from today, I'll knock on this door and I want to find nobody home.
00:21:22Everybody out.
00:21:23Never to return.
00:21:24It is a pity you weren't alive in the time when the English were evicting us and leaving us on the side of the road.
00:21:31No lip from you, missus.
00:21:33Or I'll send the men to put you out tomorrow.
00:21:35Out in the pavement you'll be with the sky peeing on your furniture.
00:21:45Oh, dear God in heaven, what am I going to do?
00:21:47Your cousin Lamin Griffin is living on the Ross-Brine Road in that little house of his mother's.
00:21:52I'll surely take you in.
00:21:53It'll bet her time's come.
00:21:55I'll go see him now.
00:21:57Frankie, come with me.
00:21:59And put your mac on.
00:22:01I haven't got a mac.
00:22:02Jesus, what a family.
00:22:03Grandma caught a chill that day, and the chill turned to pneumonia.
00:22:17They shifted her to the city home hospital.
00:22:20And when she died, ma'am said that her family was disappearing before her very eyes.
00:22:24Frankie, let me shut the door.
00:22:37Let's go.
00:22:38Right, let's go.
00:22:39Mally, please, aren't you?
00:22:42Kaiserville marched over the hill.
00:22:44Shh!
00:22:45Shh!
00:22:47They're all going to know we got the eviction.
00:22:48Will you be quiet?
00:22:49Yes.
00:22:57And so Malachy, Michael, Mam, and me moved into Mam's cousins, Lamin Griffin, on the Ross-Brine Road.
00:23:10Did you get the library books?
00:23:12I did.
00:23:13Will you go in the yard and see if there's something else to go on this fire?
00:23:15Is that for us?
00:23:18No.
00:23:19His lord shook up the stairs.
00:23:21Why ask?
00:23:21It was the same every week.
00:23:23One steak, four potatoes, an onion, and a bottle of stout.
00:23:26Frankie, are you back?
00:23:28Will you take up the books?
00:23:39Good boy, Frankie.
00:23:40Put them on the bed there.
00:23:42Angela, the chamber pot is full.
00:23:43Is there anything else your lordship would like?
00:23:47Woman's work, Angela.
00:23:47Woman's work and free rent.
00:23:49I'll empty it.
00:23:50You will?
00:23:51Okay, Frankie.
00:23:53Take it outside and rinse it onto the tap.
00:23:55And from now on, that'll be your job.
00:23:57You know, I want to get up.
00:24:03You know, I'm a kid.
00:24:15You're welcome.
00:24:17I'm a kid.
00:24:19You're welcome.
00:24:19Whoa.
00:24:20You're welcome.
00:24:24You're welcome.
00:24:25America, wonderful land of the Arapaho, Cheyenne, Chippewa, Sioux, Apache, Iroquois, poetry
00:24:43boys, and the chiefs, listen, kicking bear, rain in the face, sitting bowl, crazy horse
00:24:51and the man himself, the genius, Geronimo, stock your minds, boys, and you can move to
00:25:03the world resplendent, Clark, define resplendent, I think it's shining, sir, pithy, but adequate,
00:25:12McCourt, give us a sentence with pithy, Clark is pithy, but adequate, sir,
00:25:20I'd write McCourt, you have a mind for the priesthood, my boy, or politics, tell your
00:25:29mother to come and see me, Hoppy O'Halloran told ma'am to take me to the Christian brothers,
00:25:35to say he sent me, and I was a bright boy, and ought to be going to secondary school, and
00:25:40maybe to university even, I wish he'd mind his own business, I want to quit school forever
00:25:46and get a job with wages every Friday night, and go to the pictures every Saturday like
00:25:50everybody else, I've come to see Brother Murray, I don't know why we bothered, they took one
00:25:57look at us, what you want, this is my son Frank, and said no, Francis will you listen to me,
00:26:08are you listening, I am, you're never to let anybody slam the door in your face again,
00:26:16do you hear me, I do, impurity, I say again, impurity, impurity is so grave a sin,
00:26:29the Virgin Mary turns her face away and weeps, she weeps, when she looks down that long, dreary
00:26:39vista of time, and beholds in horror, the spectacle of limerick boys defiling themselves, polluting
00:26:47themselves, soiling their young bodies, which are the temple of the Holy Ghost, interfering
00:26:54with themselves, we pray to the Virgin Mary to say we're sorry, because we can't stop interfering
00:27:03with ourselves, the dog, the dog, the prick, the prick, the dick, the dick, the langer,
00:27:11the langer, the excitement, the excitement, the excitement, the excitement, yeah, the excitement,
00:27:19yeah, I heard of that, Paddy Clossey found a priest to confess our hideous sins to, he's
00:27:32He's 90 years old and deaf as a turn-up.
00:27:36Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
00:27:38It's been ages since my last confession.
00:27:41I've been masturbating.
00:27:42Except one day he died and didn't tell us.
00:27:45Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
00:27:48It's been a fort...
00:27:51It's been a fortnight since my last confession.
00:27:55And what have you done since then, my child?
00:27:59I hit my brother.
00:28:02I lied to my mother.
00:28:04Yes, my child.
00:28:06And what else?
00:28:08I did dirty things, Father.
00:28:12Ah, my child.
00:28:14Was that with yourself?
00:28:16Or with another?
00:28:18Or with some class of beast?
00:28:20Beast?
00:28:22I never heard of a sin like that, Father.
00:28:25This priest must be from the country.
00:28:28He's opening up new worlds for me.
00:28:47I'll just take him up his last mug of tea.
00:28:58I'll just take him up his last mug of tea.
00:29:00I'll just take him up his last mug of tea.
00:29:01Here, stand out from the pop of tea.
00:29:03How are you?
00:29:12Bring back in the pop of tea or a哪裡 of tea.
00:29:17How are you?
00:29:18He's going to take him up his last mug of tea.
00:29:19I'm going to take him up his last mug of tea.
00:29:21It's a disgrace that boys like McCourt and Clark and Kennedy have to hew wood and draw
00:29:35water in this so-called free and independent Ireland that keeps a class system foisted
00:29:44on us by the English. It disgusts me. We throw our talented children onto the dung heap.
00:29:53If this is the end of school for you, you must get out of this country boys and go to America.
00:30:01McCourt, do you hear me? I do sir.
00:30:07Lemon Griffin was drunk every night. Worse still was Fridays when we had to watch him eat his fish and chips.
00:30:13Woman, boil some water for tea. We've no coal or turf.
00:30:19We're useless great lump. Living free under my roof with your snotty-nosed pack of rats.
00:30:25You! Go to the shop for a few sods and some kindred. Come on! Or are you as useless as your mother.
00:30:34Did you empty the chamber pot today? Shine. I left it on the stairs.
00:30:40You stand there with your thick gob hanging out and you tell him you didn't do it, huh?
00:30:44I'm sorry. I forgot. I'll do it now.
00:30:48He couldn't do it. Shut up woman!
00:30:50It was his last day at school and he had to go to the doctors for his eyes.
00:30:53Shut up woman!
00:30:54You can't tell us to shut up! You're not our father!
00:30:57If I have the gift from this table, he'll be calling for your patron saint.
00:31:02Shut your gab!
00:31:04I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!
00:31:08You're not my father!
00:31:09Stop it! Stop it!
00:31:10You're not my father!
00:31:11Leave him alone, sweet brother! Stop it!
00:31:13He doesn't mean any harm. He's only a child.
00:31:16And he needs to start work at the post office on Monday.
00:31:19Give me a fag woman. I'm telling you. That boy is a little shite.
00:31:24I'll talk to him tomorrow.
00:31:26I'm going to bed.
00:31:28I heard them talking. I heard the sound of Laman's boots as he scraped his way to bed.
00:31:38I thought ma'am would come and kiss me goodnight to say thank you for sticking up for her.
00:31:46But no. She went to him.
00:31:58Where are you going, Frankie?
00:32:20I'm leaving.
00:32:22Why are you leaving, Frankie?
00:32:24Because if I stay, I'll take a knife to his neck.
00:32:28Will you kill him?
00:32:30Go to sleep, Malachy.
00:32:54I'm leaving.
00:32:56Look back.
00:33:00Go to sleep.
00:33:01If he was outside, hear him.
00:33:03You need to be a foolish.
00:33:05I didn't know how to talk to him.
00:33:07It's possible to talk like this?
00:33:09Pihi knows what happened.
00:33:11He does.
00:33:12Feel so well.
00:33:15How dark it is.
00:33:19You didn't know a woman.
00:33:22you're not having my chips I just wanted to stay the night uncle Pat all right you can stay in me
00:33:47mother's bed don't go expecting me to be feeding you know I won't there's not a scrap of food in the
00:33:54house what happened to your face it's all swole huh did someone punch you yeah who was punching
00:34:12you Joe Lewis Joe Lewis I thought he lived in America was he visiting Limerick he was uncle Pat
00:34:26that's not right him hitting a wee boy and him being heavyweight champion of America and all
00:34:33hard the world champion he is uncle Pat that's worse and look at you so skinny those arms wouldn't lift
00:34:42two stamps some things is most peculiar Frankie I'm off to bed
00:35:03I was so hungry I sat there and licked the front page and all the headlines I licked the great
00:35:14attacks of Patton and Montgomery I licked the sports pages I licked the market prices of eggs and butter
00:35:19and bacon I sucked that paper until my face was as black as Al Jolson's
00:35:25all right
00:35:28all right
00:35:29all right
00:35:33so
00:35:44so
00:35:46Come on, Pash, off the steps.
00:36:16What are you doing in this house in that bed get up and put the kettle on for your poor uncle Pat that fell down the worst for drink
00:36:38mother of God you're wearing me dead mother's dress I wash my clothes for the big job what big job
00:36:50telegram by at the post office if the post office are taking on the likes of you they must be in a
00:36:55desperate state Frankie you look gorgeous what did you wash these in carbolic soup they smell like dead
00:37:06pigeons you'll make a show of us what time do you have to be at that job nine tell them at the post
00:37:24office that your aunt was waiting for you and that's why you're late yes why do I have to be
00:37:28lit don't you shut up and do what you're bloody well told hmm that's more like it I often wondered
00:37:38why aunt Aggie was always so angry but you're going to need a new shirt and shoes not boots shoes compared
00:37:45to ma'am she had everything and she didn't have any kids to keep her poor and here she is at Roche's
00:37:50stores buying me clothes for my new job that's grand now here's two shillings to get tea and a bun for
00:37:58your birthday god you look so smart people think you've robbed a bank she certainly was a mystery my
00:38:16aunt Aggie a complete mystery we know every avenue road street terrace muse place close and lay
00:38:37there isn't a door in Limerick we don't know we knock on all kinds of doors iron oak plywood 20,000
00:39:03doors we knock kick push we ring and buzz bells risking life and limb as we fight off every dog
00:39:12who wants to turn us into dinner there are telegrams for the houses of priests bless you but if you
00:39:19waited for tips from nuns and priests you would surely die on their doorsteps you're lucky to get the
00:39:25caramely telegram yeah for big tippers you get a shilling oh come on get the telegram there's nobody
00:39:31else to go there why the streets of caramely's got the consumption
00:39:35you don't have to drink like that so you can tell the world I said so can't you feel you've got to be my mother's son-in-law
00:39:51I heard that sick people like Teresa know that they haven't got long to live and so it makes
00:40:05them mad for love and romance and dirty things in general telegram that's what they say anyway
00:40:13you're all wet and bleeding I skidded on me bike come in I'll put something on your cuts I wonder
00:40:23should I go in I might get the consumption and that'll be the end of me and I'll never get to
00:40:28America well come in he'll perish standing there but I need the shilling tip
00:40:43oh you big poltroon now that's better why don't you take off your clothes and dry them on the screen
00:40:54there I know I do I I will
00:41:13Lord you might be scrawny that's a fine boy you have there my head is full of sin and fear of
00:41:35consumption her green eyes and my shilling tip and she's on top of me and I might be killing
00:41:44myself catching consumption from her mouth I'm riding to heaven I'm falling off a cliff and if
00:41:49this is a sin I don't give a fiddler's fart
00:41:52your mouth is a lavatory McCourt did you hear me I did Miss Barry you've been heard on the stairs
00:42:08McCourt yes Miss Barry shut up McCourt I will Miss Barry not another word McCourt no Miss Barry I said
00:42:15shut up McCourt all right Miss Barry that's the end of it McCourt don't try me I I won't Miss Barry
00:42:23oh God give me patience yes Miss Barry take the last word McCourt take it take it take it
00:42:35I will Miss Barry
00:42:45what do you want most in the world
00:43:05to go to America
00:43:08what do you want most
00:43:12oh to fall in love with some gorgeous man
00:43:16oh hold me Frankie
00:43:19Uncle Pat
00:43:44hello Frankie
00:43:50how's the job
00:44:02grand
00:44:04Uncle Pat looking after you
00:44:08he is
00:44:10but I can look after myself
00:44:13that's good
00:44:16you're getting enough to eat I see
00:44:19I am
00:44:20would you like a chip
00:44:23no
00:44:24Michael and little Alfie are fine
00:44:32that's good
00:44:35we all miss Malachy
00:44:38he's
00:44:38miss him
00:44:39he's come to Dublin to join the army band
00:44:42playing the bugle
00:44:44playing the bugle
00:44:45the bugle
00:44:45can you imagine that
00:44:46playing the bugle
00:44:47playing the fool more like
00:44:48that's Malachy all right
00:44:52mad Malachy
00:44:54I miss him too
00:45:04I miss him
00:45:08I miss him
00:45:09I miss him
00:45:10I miss him
00:45:10I miss him
00:45:11I miss him
00:45:11I miss him
00:45:12I miss him
00:45:13I miss him
00:45:13I miss him
00:45:13I miss him
00:45:14I miss him
00:45:14I miss him
00:45:15I miss him
00:45:15I miss him
00:45:16I miss him
00:45:16I miss him
00:45:17I miss him
00:45:18I miss him
00:45:18I miss him
00:45:19I miss him
00:45:20I miss him
00:45:21I miss him
00:45:22I miss him
00:45:23I miss him
00:45:24I miss him
00:45:25I miss him
00:45:26I miss him
00:45:27I miss him
00:45:28I miss him
00:45:29I miss him
00:45:30Telegram, Mrs. Carmody.
00:45:40I usually deliver the telegram to your daughter.
00:45:43Threes, isn't it?
00:45:44Threes is in the sanatorium.
00:46:00Please, God, it wasn't Threes' fault.
00:46:09The excitement on the sofa is what the consumption does to you.
00:46:13I love her, God.
00:46:15Just like St. Francis loved any bird or beast or fish.
00:46:19Please, God, take the consumption away,
00:46:22and I promise I'll never go near her again.
00:46:30I want to tell the priest and Threes' mom and dad
00:46:59that it was me, Frank McCourt,
00:47:01the dirty, rotten thing that sent Threes' straight to hell.
00:47:08I think of Threes'a, cold in her coffin,
00:47:12the red hair, the green eyes.
00:47:16I can't understand what I feel,
00:47:18but I know that with all the people who died in my family
00:47:21and all the people who died in the lanes around me,
00:47:25I never had a pain like this in my heart,
00:47:27and I hope I never will again.
00:47:35And then, as luck would have it,
00:47:36I had to deliver a telegram to the moneylender, Mrs. Finucane,
00:47:40and send Francis' smile down on me once more.
00:47:42How old are you, boy?
00:47:54Fifteen and some, missus.
00:47:56Old enough and ugly enough.
00:47:59Yes, missus.
00:48:00But are you smart, boy?
00:48:02Are you in any way intelligent?
00:48:03I can read and write, mrs. Finocan.
00:48:07There are people in the lunatic asylum can read and write.
00:48:09Can you write a letter?
00:48:10I can, mrs. Finocan.
00:48:12I'll give you three points for every letter you write,
00:48:14and three points of it brings in a payment.
00:48:17Come on Thursday.
00:48:19Bring your own paper and envelopes with you.
00:48:20O'Brien, Donnelly,
00:48:26Mather, Hannan,
00:48:27and Mrs. Keneally,
00:48:28Mulcahy and Cairn.
00:48:30We'll see how you do with that lot for a start.
00:48:33Threatened them, boy.
00:48:34Frightened the life out of them.
00:48:37How does this sound?
00:48:40Dear Mrs. O'Brien,
00:48:42inasmuch as you have not seen fit to pay me what you owe me,
00:48:45I may be forced to resort to legal action.
00:48:49There's your son, Michael,
00:48:51parading around the world in his new suit,
00:48:53which I paid for,
00:48:55while I myself have barely a crust
00:48:57to keep body and soul together.
00:49:00I'm sure you don't want to languish
00:49:02in the dungeons of Limerick Jail
00:49:04far from friends and family.
00:49:07I remain yours in lit...
00:49:09lit...
00:49:10What are these words, boy?
00:49:12Litigious anticipation.
00:49:15That's a powerful letter.
00:49:16This word,
00:49:20inasmuch,
00:49:21that's a holy terror of a word.
00:49:24What does it mean?
00:49:25It means this is your last chance.
00:49:29She gives me money for stamps,
00:49:31but I deliver the letters myself
00:49:32and keep the money.
00:49:33What class of a demon
00:49:59would torment her own kind
00:50:00with a letter like that?
00:50:01It's truly awful.
00:50:05What's up with Mrs. Hannan?
00:50:07That old bitch
00:50:08of a new consent
00:50:08or a threatening letter.
00:50:10Look,
00:50:10people who write letters like that
00:50:12should be boiled in oil
00:50:13and then have the fingernails
00:50:14put out by blind people.
00:50:22I'm sorry for their troubles,
00:50:24for there's no other way
00:50:25for me to save the money
00:50:26for the trip to America.
00:50:27If the whole of Ireland
00:50:32was dying of hunger,
00:50:33I wouldn't touch this money
00:50:35in the post office.
00:50:37Thanks, John.
00:50:39Listen here to me, men.
00:50:40Listen a second.
00:50:42This is my nephew here,
00:50:43Frankie McCourt,
00:50:43the son of Angela Sheehan,
00:50:45the sister of my wife,
00:50:46having his first pint.
00:50:48Here's to your health
00:50:48and long life, Frankie.
00:50:49May you live to enjoy the pint,
00:50:50but not too much, eh?
00:50:51Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
00:51:00Slow down.
00:51:00Slow down.
00:51:02Don't drink it all at once.
00:51:03In Mountjoy jail
00:51:06One Monday morning
00:51:09I have gone
00:51:11The gallows train
00:51:14Heaven's every
00:51:17Gave it your night
00:51:20Are the cause of liberty
00:51:23Just a lad
00:51:29of 18 summers
00:51:31And now
00:51:34What kind of state
00:51:45is that to come home in?
00:51:46Up, boys, up!
00:51:53The Red Branch Knights
00:51:55The Fenian Men
00:51:57The Glorious
00:51:59IRA
00:52:00I can't believe you
00:52:02It's your father you've become
00:52:04Tonight
00:52:05Tonight I had my first pint
00:52:11You should be ashamed of yourself
00:52:13My first pint with Uncle Pa
00:52:16Uncle Pa should know better
00:52:18No father around
00:52:21to get me my first pint
00:52:22Your father was no good to anyone
00:52:24and neither of you
00:52:25You're just like him
00:52:26you drunken feck
00:52:27I'd rather be like my father
00:52:29than like your lamb and griffin
00:52:31Mind your tongue, you drunk
00:52:34Mind your own tongue
00:52:36You and lamb and griffin
00:52:41You slut
00:52:44You've a melt on you worse
00:52:47than your drunken eejit father
00:52:48Better to be like my drunken eejit father
00:52:51than like that fat, disgusting, shite lamb and griffin
00:52:54who you crapped up to every night there
00:52:56back at Rus' Brian
00:52:57Shut up
00:52:58Lamb and griffin
00:53:00Lamb and griffin
00:53:01Up in the loft
00:53:02with lamb and griffin
00:53:03Squeak, squeak, squeak
00:53:05with fat lamb and griffin
00:53:07rolling on top of you
00:53:08Shut up, shut up
00:53:09You fucking shut up, you slut
00:53:11I'm sad, you slut
00:53:17I'm sad, you slut
00:53:20I'm sad, you slut
00:53:24Oh, my God.
00:53:39Gia Dicilanov.
00:53:43My child.
00:53:45Tell me what troubles you.
00:53:49I'm 16 today, Father.
00:53:51Mm-hmm.
00:53:52I drank my first pint last night.
00:53:55Yeah.
00:53:58I hit my mother.
00:54:03God help us.
00:54:08But he will forgive you.
00:54:11Is there anything else?
00:54:14I can't tell you, Father.
00:54:16Would you like to go to confession?
00:54:19I can't, Father.
00:54:20Father.
00:54:22I did terrible things.
00:54:24Well, you can tell St. Francis.
00:54:26You can tell St. Francis.
00:54:30We'll sit here,
00:54:32and you can tell St. Francis
00:54:34all the things that trouble you.
00:54:40I tell St. Francis
00:54:41about Margaret,
00:54:43Oliver,
00:54:44Eugene.
00:54:45He's lost.
00:54:47He treads the upward one.
00:54:49My father singing Kevin Barry
00:54:52and bringing home no money.
00:54:56My father sending no money from England.
00:54:59Teresa on the sofa.
00:55:02My terrible sins of interfering with myself.
00:55:06Wanking all over Limerick and beyond.
00:55:08What do you want?
00:55:09The Christian brother who closed the door in my face.
00:55:13The tears in ma'am's eyes when I slapped her.
00:55:16And I gave her me back this morning, Father.
00:55:25Even though it's my birthday,
00:55:27and she offered me a cup of tea.
00:55:29I go to
00:55:33El Zolvo Apicatis Tuis
00:55:35in only Patris
00:55:36Filius
00:55:37Spiritus Sancti.
00:55:38Amen.
00:55:40Say three Our Fathers,
00:55:41three Hail Marys,
00:55:42and three Glory Bees.
00:55:46But what about Teresa
00:55:48Carmody in hell, Father?
00:55:49No, my child.
00:55:50Surely she is in heaven.
00:55:52Surely you don't think
00:55:53the sisters in the hospital
00:55:54let her die without a priest?
00:55:55Are you sure, Father?
00:55:58I am.
00:55:59God forgives you
00:56:00and you must forgive yourself.
00:56:01God loves you
00:56:01and you must love yourself.
00:56:03For only when you love God and yourself
00:56:05can you love all God's creatures.
00:56:20Thank you, Saint Francis.
00:56:25Mrs. Finocan.
00:56:47It's Frank.
00:56:48I have your sherry.
00:56:49I have your sherry.
00:56:55I have your sherry.
00:57:25I have your sherry.
00:57:55All the names are here.
00:58:16Me ma'am, two pounds for Christmas.
00:58:19Aunt Aggie, nine pounds.
00:58:22Maybe for my post office clothes.
00:58:24Bridie Hannan for ointment
00:58:25for Mr. Hannan's legs.
00:58:27Mrs. Purcell.
00:58:28Clohessy.
00:58:30Quigley.
00:58:31Malloy.
00:58:32Everyone I know
00:58:34and half of the poor of Limerick are here.
00:58:36They all owe the old bitch money.
00:58:39Well, not anymore.
00:58:42Not to America.
00:59:03And not by plane.
00:59:04I can't put you on a ship, though,
00:59:07that leaves Cork in a couple of weeks.
00:59:09The Irish Oak.
00:59:11That'll cost you 55 pounds.
00:59:13Do you have it?
00:59:16I do.
00:59:17And as he was leaving his mother
00:59:24Standing upon the quay
00:59:28She threw her arms around his waist
00:59:33And this...
00:59:34Here you are.
00:59:36Everybody now.
00:59:37A mother's love's a blessing
00:59:41No matter where you roam
00:59:46Keep her while she's living
00:59:50You'll miss her when she's gone
00:59:55Love her as in childhood
00:59:59Though feeble, old and grey
01:00:03Oh, you'll never miss a mother's love
01:00:08Till she's buried beneath the clay
01:00:11Well, play to you, Angela.
01:00:13That was mighty.
01:00:14God, Frankie, your bladder
01:00:15Must be very close to your eye.
01:00:17You know, this night is turning
01:00:18Into a proper wake altogether.
01:00:20Is there any possibility
01:00:20Of somebody singing something
01:00:22To liven up the proceedings
01:00:23Before I'm driven to the drink
01:00:24With a sadness?
01:00:25Oh, I forgot.
01:00:26What?
01:00:27The eclipse.
01:00:28The moon is having an eclipse tonight.
01:00:30What's an eclipse?
01:00:30Come on, all of you.
01:00:31We'd look a right shower of Egypt
01:00:32If we missed that.
01:00:33What's going to happen?
01:00:47This is a very good sign
01:00:49For you going to America, Frankie.
01:00:51No, it's a bad sign.
01:00:52I read in the papers
01:00:53That the moon is practicing
01:00:54For the end of the world.
01:00:56End of the world, my arse.
01:00:58Would you look at that?
01:01:17Yes.
01:01:18Yes.
01:01:18Well, isn't that something?
01:01:25Wow.
01:01:27Isn't it grand?
01:01:30It's beautiful.
01:01:31You might never see that again.
01:01:33Not in our lifetime, anyway.
01:01:34Is that it, then?
01:01:45It's only the beginning for Frankie McCourt.
01:01:48He'll be back in a few years
01:01:49With a new suit
01:01:50And fatten his bones like any yank.
01:01:53And a lovely girl
01:01:54With pearly white teeth
01:01:55And her hanging from his arm.
01:01:57Oh, no, crap.
01:02:03Come on back inside, Angela
01:02:05And we'll have a drop of sherry.
01:02:10Good luck in America, Frankie.
01:02:11Good luck to you, Frankie.
01:02:37Good luck to you, Frankie.
01:02:40Thank you, Mrs. Porcel.
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