[music]
[gentle woodwinds]
[seagulls cawing]
[gentle woodwinds continue]
["Silent Night"
playing on speakers]
'round yon virgin
Mother and child
Holy infant
So tender and mild
[voice on TV]
All aboard!
Sleep in heavenly
Peace...
Sleep in heavenly
Peace...
[gentle strings]
[gentle strings continue]
[seagulls cawing]
[car horns honking]
[police sirens wailing]
[muffled announcement over PA]
[rumbling]
[distant baby crying]
[Shane] Do you ever get a sense
And nothing is real except
what's going on inside you?
But it's hard
to explain because...
what's going on inside you...
always runs contrary
to what's actually
going on around you?
[inhales]
["Breathe," Kemo the Blaxican]
Better days are coming,
I know they gotta be
Let the sun break through
and shine on me
Ain't no stopping me
when I do my thing
Everything you got,
you best bring
'Cause what my mama taught,
that's what I teach...
[train horn blaring]
Still breathing...
-[knocking on door]
-[Frankie] Driscoll!
[knocking on door]
Driscoll! Driscoll!
-[man] Stop that banging!
-[woman] Mind your business--
-[Frankie] Driscoll!
-He ain't there.
Driscoll!
[man]
What do you want with him?
-Driscoll!
-He owe you money?
Driscoll!
m*therf*cker.
[distant baby crying]
Driscoll!
Driscoll!
[car horns honking]
[Frankie] Driscoll!
[sighing] I hope
the f*ck's still alive.
If you find him,
tell him I'm gonna
-call the cops!
-Driscoll!
Look inside yourself,
did you find peace?
I'm still breathing, breathe
-Just a little bit longer...
-[car horn honking]
I need more time,
though, a little bit longer
Breathe just
a little bit longer
[car horns honking]
Breathe just
a little bit longer
I need more time...
[rumbling]
[harmonica playing]
[resuming harmonica]
You sad? You wanna
hear some blues?
-Give me that!
-Hey! Let go of me!
-Give me it back!
-You don't need it!
-It's the devil's--
-Let go--
Give it to an old man
who really needs it.
Come on!
[groaning]
Hey.
[groaning]
-[groaning]
-Hey!
-You all right?
-[groaning]
Hey, hey, you okay?
I am now.
[chuckling]
Come on, now!
Come on, give an old
blues man some whiskey.
Give me a little sip.
Just a little.
I'm a sorry soul,
just dying
out on the street.
I just can't
get my little hands...
Get up, come on.
[grunting]
Jesus Christ.
Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait for me.
[playing harmonica]
[blues guitar playing]
[blues singer]
Merry Christmas now, baby
Now, darlin',
ain't you glad to be home?
[laughing]
[harmonica playing]
[woman] I guess
I'll be walking home.
[old man]
Give me some of that.
[old man sighing]
[distant pedestrian chatter]
So... where are you from?
-What's it to you?
-Come on.
Don't be an as*h*le--
where are you from?
I'm Irish, Sligo.
My mom was from Dublin.
So I... try to keep
a wee bit of the Irish,
you know?
There we go,
have to go to the bathroom.
You like my condo?
Can't beat the rent.
Bathroom's right here.
-[belch]
-So, what did you do,
before you f*cked up, like?
[urine pattering]
I was a chauffeur.
Nice coat.
Hat.
Shiny buttons.
I used to drive people
to where they needed to go.
Or sometimes...
where they didn't need to go.
Know what I mean?
You know what,
I knew a gentleman from Sligo.
He was a big man,
he was a boxer.
I drove him
for about a year.
A real gentleman.
Big... Jim Dwyer.
You ever see him in Sligo?
No?
Oh, he was a good man.
Lord took him too soon.
[woman]
Many signs to see...
[old man] That always happens
with the good ones, doesn't it?
Too soon.
Way too soon.
[car horns honking]
["Drunken Christmas,"
Finnegan's Hell]
And I'm drunk again
Should I open my present
And go back to bed
[soft patron chatter]
Excuse me... excuse me.
Thank you very much.
Hey.
Hey.
Any chance of getting served
before sunrise?
Hey, hello?
Hello?
Hey, keep your panties on.
What can I get you?
Whiskey.
Neat, please.
Actually, you know what?
Uh...
you'd better
make that a double.
Ah, you know, it saves me
the trauma of having
to go through
this again, and, uh,
you having to do your job.
Jesus, what an as*h*le.
[bartender]
Cool your jets, Kirsty.
Here you go, as*h*le.
[bartender]
You don't know who that is?
That's the infamous
Shane Driscoll.
Yeah, Irish comedian.
He's on a tour
of North America.
Bit of a Johnny Big-ba*ls.
Comedian, huh?
That explains a lot.
As I was going over
Those far famed
Kerry Mountains
I sat with Captain Farrell
And his money
he was counting
I first produced my p*stol
And saying
"stand and deliver"...
I have
the original at home.
Found it
in an old bookstore.
Central Park
in simpler times.
I think it was taken
around the '50s, you know?
You're the first person
to pay any attention to it.
Does it mean
anything to you?
I can make it whatever,
see what I want,
because right now
it's me and the photo
trying to connect.
But when you come up
to me and ask me
if it means anything to me,
then I have to try
to explain it, and that means
I have to use language
to explain it, and then
you're gonna pervert
that language
to suit yourself,
and from that perversion,
you're gonna impose
your own interpretation on me,
so how I feel about the photo
becomes irrelevant because
you've invaded my space
and tried to develop
your own way of looking at it,
through me.
[gentle music]
[train rattling]
[gentle music continues]
[woman]
Oh, Holy Night
The stars are brightly...
[over stereo]
Shining
Tell me about him.
-Not again.
-[soft chuckle]
Away with ya.
Big Jim Dwyer.
The devil himself.
Did I ever say
he used to call me
the Queen of New York?
He couldn't keep
his hands off me.
But hell,
it was fun.
One day, out of the blue,
he tells me
he's saved enough...
-[beeping over intercom]
-[woman] To all residents,
Christmas dinner will
be served...
...to pay for our passage
back to Ireland...
...and buy a peace of land
overlooking the ocean.
His perfect bay.
His destiny.
I was young and wild,
so many things
happening in my life.
I should've gone with him.
He was taken soon after
by a terrible fever.
God rest his soul.
I wish I could be
with him again.
Don't live for tomorrow.
You will always be
a day behind.
Don't make
the same mistakes as me.
If you find the real deal,
don't let anything f*ck it up.
[chuckling]
Grandma.
[Kirsty]
How bad is it?
[Jeanne]
Your white blood cell count,
it's way too low.
Any pain?
Tylenol.
I'm going to prescribe you
something stronger.
Am I gonna die this time?
Well, you've
beaten it once before.
Here.
I don't think so,
not this time.
It's too depressing.
A room full of sad people
with fake smiles,
pretending like
it doesn't matter.
Keep it anyway.
Tests should be back soon.
[melancholy music]
[melancholy music continues]
[Kirsty, echoing]
Am I gonna die this time?
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder crashing]
[panting]
[shrieking]
[thunder crashing]
[thunder rolling]
[melancholy music continues]
[thunder crashing]
[panting]
-[thunder crashing]
-[strained panting]
[thunder crashing]
[screaming]
[car horns honking]
[police siren wailing]
[Shane] I'm a good lover,
I am, but I find women
so confusing, right,
and I just-- I-- you know,
I can't quite work them out.
Oh, maybe I should spend
more than an hour with them,
and I suppose I should probably
get to know their names.
[audience laughter]
Women.
-Yeah...
-[scattered laughter]
Yeah...
yeah...
Sorry for staring,
I always get drawn
to the prettiest girl
in the room.
[audience laughter]
So I don't really know
why I was looking at you.
-[audience laughter]
-[whistling]
I'm Irish. Right?
And Ireland has changed
a lot in recent years,
and that has brought with it
a little-known something
called... racism.
[audience boo-ing, jeering]
And, right?
It's just ignorance.
Ignorance. Now, why can't
we all just get along?
Whether you're Catholic,
Protestant, Hindu, Muslim,
Buddhist or Jewish,
what it all boils down to--
-we all wank off.
-[audience laughter]
You know what
I'm talking about, girls.
[audience laughter]
It's been
an absolute pleasure
and an honor
and a privilege...
for all of you
to watch me tonight,
and I'm sure that I'll remember
a little bit of it, too.
No, a big shout-out now,
down the back...
to my shite assistant, Frankie.
-Manager, arsehole.
-[audience laughter]
Ah, good, well then, maybe
you can manage to buy me a pint.
Can you feel
the love? Can you?
But thank you so much.
Good night, New York.
And I love ya.
[cheering and applause]
[R&B playing in background]
[soft chatter]
Hey, Johnny, Johnny,
the blonde that
was sitting here,
did you see where she went?
What am I, Columbo?
Oh, not this time
Mighta thought
I'd take the bait
Just pull over there,
pull over there.
Hey, hey!
Wait-wait-wait-wait,
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Or you thought
I'd take it back, baby...
It's me,
the... the as*h*le.
I bought you
a drink, didn't I?
It's a bit warm,
but you know, it's the...
thought that counts.
Tell you what,
come on, and I'll...
I'll take ya anywhere
you want to go.
-Anywhere I want to go?
-Anywhere.
Come on.
-[taxi driver] Hey-- hey!
-[honking horn]
[car horns honking]
[Shane] I wouldn't've
figured you for this.
[Kirsty] I mean,
you can always leave.
[Shane] I would,
but I'm kind of intrigued now.
I mean, you're quite
clearly crazy, but...
I wouldn't mind knowing
a little bit more.
Come on now,
it's a free session.
[Kirsty chuckles softly
[clearing throat]
Well, being up here
helps me see
the world more clearly.
You know, there's no one
to cloud my judgments,
Challenge my choices.
Up here, nobody can
invade my space.
Unless I invite them in.
[gentle strings]
What?
Do you wanna get hitched?
Uh... no.
-I don't think so.
-Ahh, I think--
-I think I mean it.
-[soft chuckle]
No-- no!
f*ck no!
Yeah, yeah, look at you,
playing hard to get.
[soft laugh]
So, this infamous tour,
do you get beaten up a lot?
No, it's not
all fun and games.
You know, sometimes
I like to stay home
with my good friend Jameson.
And where's next after here?
LA, Vancouver, Montreal,
then back here
and on to the next one.
Hey, did you know
that the number
of rational hypotheses
that can explain
any given phenomenon
is infinite?
Fact. It's called
Pirsig's Postulate.
It means you could be
stuck with bullshit
until the end of time.
Well, you see, that is
why I turned you down.
[phone ringing]
Sorry.
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
Hello?
[woman]
Amazing Grace
How sweet
The sound
That saved
A wretch
Like me
I once
Was lost
But now
Am found
Was blind
Now I can
See
[train horn blaring]
-[police siren wailing]
-[car horns honking]
[man]
My... window today
[old man]
Merry Christmas!
Hey, Chatty Cathy!
You're not much
of a talker, are you?
Big conversationalist, you are.
Chit-chat, chit-chat.
Ooh-- whoa!
[glass shattering]
Ow, yes!
I'll tell you
right now...
I know that look.
What look is that, then?
The look... right there.
[woman]
Happy Holidays!
It hollows out a man.
It's the look of loss.
I know.
I've been there.
I know its source.
Its worth.
And its dangers.
["Crazy World," Aslan]
[singer vocalizing]
How can I protect you
-In this crazy world
-[phone ringing]
-It's all right
-Yeah.
[Shane] I'm lying in bed,
and I'm naked and desperate.
Jesus, that is so gross.
[Shane] Ah, phone sex?
Phone sex?
EMCEE: Shane Driscoll!
[Shane] It's hard
to do this alone, you know?
Do you not know I'm working?
REPORTER: Controversial comedian
-with a...
-[Shane] Come on.
-I just need a hand.
-Okay, I'm hanging up now.
-Oh, no-no-no-no...
-I'm hanging up.
[cheering and applause]
And when the talking's over
All the crowd have gone
There's nothing left
I can do
Am I ever gonna
get through to you?
Bench in the park, you said.
You aware of how many benches
there are in this jungle?
Took me ages
to find this b*tch.
Bench, that is.
[Kirsty] Ugh.
-What's with the face?
-You smell of stale sweat
and cheap aftershave.
[sniffs]
Yeah, right.
You know, I could do
with a good servicing.
My place is, like,
five minutes from here.
-I was thinking that maybe we...
-Oh, come on, you wish.
No, hold on, hold on, what?
Whoa now, come on, come on.
Hey, hey, hey, look.
We could just
do stuff, you know?
Friends with benefits
who don't email
and text
and all that shite.
-You know?
-Do stuff?
Yeah?
-You wanna do stuff?
-Yeah?
-[gasping]
-[screaming]
[laughing]
-That's a no then, yeah?
-[laughing]
[car horns honking]
[Shane] We set sail
from the sweet cove of Cork
We were bound, far away,
with a cargo of bricks
For the fine pretty isle
of New York
In a very fine craft,
she was rigged fore and aft
And, oh, how
the wild wind drove her
She had 23 masts
and could sure take a blast
And we called her
the Irish Rover
[woman]
Yellow is the color
Of my true love's hair
In the morning
When we rise
In the morning
When we rise
That's the type
Oh, that's the type
I love the best
You drooled,
you know that?
Funny guy,
comedian, right.
Yeah, well, you know what,
it's not easy being funny.
Really? 'Cause...
I saw some of your material,
and I have to say,
it didn't look too difficult.
Ahh, right, okay.
I'm just saying.
Stand up.
-What?
-Come on, stand up.
-I wanna see your routine.
-Oh, come on.
Oh, well, if it's
so easy being funny--
-No, I'm just saying--
-So easy.
-Look, I'm just saying--
-All right, here's a microphone.
--like, you get paid
a lot of money--
-Here you go.
-to do what?
Make me laugh.
What?
-sh*t, okay.
-Come on.
Wait, I have just
to channel you first.
[laughing]
Gotta hold
your microphone
right there, right?
And then walk
up and down a bit.
All right, okay,
is that the way I walk?
Like I've got rickets, is it?
And, like, make sure
you play with your hair a lot,
just to look all,
like, tousled and sexy.
Oh, so you do think I'm sexy.
-No, and then--
-Yeah, that's what I'm hearing.
and then I'm gonna talk
about how many women
I've slept with
in the whole world,
in the whole of Ireland
and the whole of America,
I've slept with every woman
in the audience,
and I can't even
remember their names.
And I'm gonna keep
talking about my p*nis,
just to keep putting
in your head
that I'm a sexy guy, right?
Even though you're not.
And then I'm gonna pick out
some poor woman in the audience
sitting next to her boyfriend
and tell her she's ugly.
That's just mean, like.
-I never said that.
-[laughing]
And by the way,
did I mention that I'm Irish?
I'm from Sligo.
Have you ever met
anybody from Sligo? Ooh!
I'm Shane "O'Driscoll"
from Sligo,
and I like to eat potatoes,
potatoes, f*ck' love
a potato me, I could--
[laughing]
[romantic strings]
[Shane] You ever get the sense
And...
And nothing else is real
except what's going on
inside you,
but you can't...
you can't
explain it because
what's going on inside you is
actually running contrary
to what's really
going on around you.
You know, it's like--
it's like Jimmy Stewart
in "It's a Wonderful Life."
You know, he thought he could
see everything so clearly.
He thought he had it
all figured out, and then...
when all the bullshit was
stripped away, he realized,
you know,
he had nothing.
Then he had to try
and figure out
what he hadn't been
looking at, the real journey,
you know,
he'd ignored it.
Yeah, so what's your journey?
[scoffing]
I don't know,
the train is packed,
and I'm still
looking for a seat.
I've got a feeling that
you just got on it
with me, or...
I just got on it with you.
[chuckling]
-I love that movie.
-Oh, yeah, it's great.
-So, do you like Christmas?
-No, I f*cking hate it.
[laughing]
["Everything Must Change,"
Paddy Casey]
I was looking for a moment
Through my bag of memories
Something that might
shed some light
On how I came to be
And what I found
turned out around
As far as I can see
I thought of you,
out of the blue
And it all
came back to me
I was young and free
and innocent
When you took me by surprise
You stook that feeling
in my heart
When you caught me
with her eyes
By the whole wide world
surrounding me
[Frankie]
Hey, d*ck brain!
-[door slams]
-You awake?
Oh.
So you're her.
And where the hell is he?
Uh, he was gone
when I woke up.
Oh.
Now there's a novelty.
-Look, Kristy--
-It's Kirsty.
Whatever, look,
you seem like
-a nice girl, but--
-[phone ringing]
-I should probably get that.
-[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
[muffled]
Hey.
[rattling]
[beep]
[soft rattling]
-Uh, I...
-[bottle rattling]
I'll...
-sh*t.
-[door closes]
[thunder crashing]
[tires squeaking]
[thud]
[distant pop song playing]
-Bourbon, Johnny.
-All right, you got it.
[sighing]
f*ck you.
Just don't say anything.
-This one's too nice for you.
-This one is different.
Really?
What's that
supposed to mean?
How much do you know
about her?
Frankie, whatever
you think you know,
I don't want to know,
all right?
You're my sister,
not my f*cking therapist.
-Manager!
-Whatever! Don't!
[sighing]
Did ya...
did ya pick up
me laundry?
Yes, I picked up
your laundry.
-[sighing]
-You think you might
pick up your own
f*cking laundry, you know?
That's what I have
an assistant for, innit?
[distant police siren wailing]
[distant horns honking]
[woman]
Take me
Away from here
Or leave me on
The line of the shore
Forget
Everyone's so far away
There's nothing left
for me anymore
My love is like...
[stomping feet, humming]
[humming]
Ah, Jesus.
You are one fast m*therf*cker.
I almost had a heart attack
trying to find you.
I invite you to my condo.
I shared your whiskey with you.
You left me,
you hurt my feelings.
But I found you.
[belching]
Hey.
I have an idea.
How about you buy me...
a drinky?
I'll have
a Macallan's 15, neat.
-In a little short glass.
-Enough, stop it.
-Okay, give me a real scotch.
-Stop-- stop it!
You know how I look at things?
All this...
doesn't exist.
You can't cling onto it,
you can't go back to it.
It's second to second.
You've got to move on.
You got to move forward in life.
-That's all--
-Just don't follow me.
-No-no-no, we have to talk--
-Let go of me.
[overlapping shouting]
-Hey, whoa!
-Yo, buddy,
you got a problem here?
-[clatter]
-[old man] Might as well
make a night of it.
How can I make myself clear
When all I do is disappear?
[car horns honking]
[Shane] Now, when it comes
to women, right...
I'm a romantic, I am.
Now, my nan and grandpa,
they were together
for 60 years, 60 years,
can you imagine it?
I want to k*ll myself
after 60 seconds with a girl.
[audience laughter]
Now, they were never married,
my grandparents.
Because no one
would do it, so...
they decided
to do it themselves.
This is what they did,
true story.
They held
each other's hands...
and then they stared
deep into each other's eyes.
And when they found
each other's souls...
they sang...
their favorite song,
line by line, back and forth.
Now, how cool is that?
[audience applause]
[Shane]
So, you have no friends,
you live alone.
Is there something
I should know? You're not,
like, a serial k*ller, are you?
[Kirsty] My life isn't
that interesting.
I just... I like to keep
things uncomplicated.
[Shane, sighing]
Yeah, I hear that.
What about your folks?
Well, my dad was
a military man.
He died in Nicaragua,
I don't really remember him.
Um...
Mom, I don't know,
one day she got sick.
I thought
it was a flu virus.
A few weeks later, she died--
turned out it was leukemia.
So, that just left
me and my gran,
until she passed.
Well...
at least you won't have
to introduce me to the family.
[laughing]
Oh, my God!
Is nothing sacred to you?
Ah, look, you can call it
a crisis of faith.
Mother Teresa lost
her faith, you know,
When she went
to Calcutta first.
Then Jesus came to her,
and then he did a runner.
She never saw or heard
from him again.
He left her all alone.
Faith has to be tested.
When faith has gone,
there's nothing left.
[distant violin playing]
I mean,
it's the perfect setting.
Are you sure you don't
want to get hitched?
f*ck no.
So cutting.
I guess you'll be leaving
again tomorrow, then?
[gentle music playing]
Well, I tell you, that was
a good solid six out of ten.
You know, but we can
keep working on it.
[both chuckling]
So, tell me about Frankie.
As in?
As in...
who she is.
She obviously cares about you.
Are you jealous?
-[chuckling]
-All right, okay, okay, okay.
No, she's a...
she's a cousin
on me ma's side,
well, I think.
So...
she was living
in Dublin...
and, uh...
she was going nowhere with
her life, so I offered her
a job as my assistant.
-Sorry, manager.
-Manager.
Yeah.
An as*h*le with a heart, huh?
Who would've thought?
And do you guys talk?
Does she tell you stuff?
Sometimes, yeah,
why do you ask?
No, nothing.
No reason.
-[distant sirens wailing]
-[car horns honking]
[radio DJ]
Good morning, New York,
this is K911,
taking you back in time.
["The Whole of the Moon,"
The Waterboys]
I pictured a rainbow
You held it
in your hands
I had flashes
But you saw the plan
I wandered
out in the world
For years
While you just
stayed in your room
I saw the crescent
-You saw the whole...
-What is it?
Of the moon
This bay...
that's my home.
This cottage is
my grandparents' cottage.
It's been empty
for, like, 25 years.
I mean, I still have it,
but it's-- got mixed emotions,
so...
I don't--
I don't understand.
How?
Well, that's the bay.
That's where my gran
always wanted to be.
[jet engine roaring]
[gentle music]
[Kirsty]
So, what now?
We need to stay positive.
And what is there
to stay positive about?
[sighing] Sorry, okay,
so what is next?
[Jeanne] Well,
we throw everything at it.
Steroids, hormones, chemo.
I...
I just don't think I can
go through all that again.
But it could
gain you more time.
What if I postpone?
Just for now?
There's this guy.
[Jeanne]
Have you told him?
Why not?
Because if I tell him,
then I have to explain it.
And that means I have to use
language to explain it.
And then between us,
we'll pervert that language
and never be ourselves
with each other.
You know, and then
all of a sudden,
what I really feel
will become
totally irrelevant.
Because it will
all be about this
and not about us.
Right now, it's pure
and untainted.
A honeymoon part with
no complications, you know?
Why would I want
to destroy that
till it's time?
[Jeanne]
You care about him?
I think...
maybe.
Yeah, yeah.
[shower water running]
[stifled sobbing]
[continues sobbing]
[mournful music]
[mournful music continues]
["Hold On," MATHIA]
Hold on
It won't be long
Till the pain is gone
Hold on
I'm floating
We're delicate and broken
And we can't
Change the tide
And you think
you see the light
But your demons never die
Yeah, you think
you see the light
Oh, let go
Ooh...
Hold on
Hold on
I'm coming home
Hold on
Hold on
I'm coming home
Hold on
Hold on
I'm coming home
Hold on
[birds chirping]
[distant bird cawing]
You can get closer.
It won't bite.
I'm Joe.
Joe Doyle.
I'm the head honcho
around here.
Oh... [chuckling]
Gluten-free sandwiches.
I gave them a bash,
but I'm still on the f--
I'm still on the fence,
so to speak.
They don't make them
like that anymore.
This came off
a Spanish trade ship...
sometime in the 18th century,
I believe.
The story goes
that it was part
of a captain's devious ploy
to scare the hell
out of a crew.
But then the crew
threw him overboard.
I don't think
he saw it coming.
Well...
sometimes with fate
comes tragedy, I guess.
Well, it certainly captures
the interior struggle
associated with the challenge
of impending death.
[chuckling]
Or gluten-free sandwiches.
I...
I didn't catch your name.
Oh, I'm sorry,
it's... it's Kirsty.
Oh, Kirsty.
Well, what can we do
for you, Kirsty?
[melancholy music]
Do I need to say anything?
You can say something
or pray in silence.
Or nothing.
It's up to you, Kirsty.
[melancholy music continues]
I'm afraid...
I don't want to lose her.
You don't need to do this now.
You'll know the time.
You'll know the time.
Looks like it's gonna
piss down anyways.
[thunder rumbling]
[both laughing]
["Oro," Seo Linn]
[singing in Gaelic]
[phone ringing]
[phone ringing]
Hey.
[Shane]
So, what do you think?
I love it.
I can't live in it,
though, that's for sure.
Well, not yet.
When can you get here?
One more show, soon.
Turn around.
Look up.
What?
And straight ahead.
[gentle music]
You sure you don't
want to get hitched?
[retching]
[retching, coughing]
[car horn honking]
[car horn honking]
[car horn honking]
-[engine revving]
-Whoo!
["Catch the Wind,"
Stephanie Rainey]
Hours and minutes
[laughing]
Of uncertainty
[laughing]
I want to be
-In the warm hold
-[soft chatter]
Of your loving mind
[overlapping shouts, cheers]
[shouting continues]
And to take your hand
[both laughing]
Hey, come back.
-...crash the car.
-[laughing]
May as well try
and catch the wind
When sundown pales the sky
[overlapping shouts, cheers]
[laughing]
And everywhere I look
Your eyes I'd find
Ooh...
When rain has hung
the leaves with tears
I want you near
to k*ll my fears
[whooping]
Leave all my blues...
[cheering, whooping]
Behind...
For standing
in your heart
Is where I want to be
And long to be
Oh, but I may as well
Try and catch the wind
Oh, but I may as well
Try and catch
The wind
[thunder rumbling softly]
[Shane] You don't have
to be alone, you know?
The hotel and stuff, you...
you could always come...
stay back in mine.
Tell me--
Tell me about you.
Well, I was born really close
to here, actually, um...
my mother died in childbirth,
and my father left
not long afterwards,
no word since.
-God, I'm sorry.
-Ah, that's...
that's nothing, it never--
never bothered me.
It's... I was
too young, really.
I spent the first
ten years of me life
being raised
by my grandparents,
until me grandma died,
and then shortly after that,
my grandfather fell
into depression.
That's what
the doctors call it, anyway.
Sixty years together,
I just...
I just don't think that he could
really function without her.
You know, I remember
the last conversation that
we had, he sat me down,
and he said...
he said,
"I'm sorry...
...but I have to go."
And I couldn't make sense
of it at the time,
I just knew that it scared
the living sh*t out of me.
And then he said, um...
he said,
"When you find her...
...doesn't matter about
anything else, you just...
...you go whenever
she calls you."
What happened?
He fell asleep,
and he never woke up.
Died of a broken heart.
It's almost...
romantic, really.
So I, uh...
[clears throat]
...I ran away.
Yeah, I scavenged
and survived,
slept wherever I could.
It wasn't that bad, really.
It was almost a relief
from all the tragedy.
Anyway, they caught up
with me, and...
and they brought me
back here.
And then what?
The system.
And a lot of really bad sh*t
that you just--
you just really
don't wanna know.
Jesus, look,
can you just let a man
have a little bit
of mystery, please?
[Kirsty]
Look up, down...
and across.
Okay, those are
the only dimensions we know.
The way we see
the universe, but...
we can't really see
anything at all
because there are
four or five...
or some people say
11 dimensions,
most of which we have
no concept of at all.
You know, our universe
could be tiny...
and we could just be, like,
sitting in this higher dimension
like fish in a tank,
totally unaware
of the world outside.
You ever think about that?
There must be
other universes,
like ponds stretching out
into infinity.
Like a...
thin skin, organic,
always expanding.
Then we could
continue through
to another universe,
and keep searching
till we find what it is
we're looking for.
What if it expands too far,
this thin skin?
What if it breaks?
You know, we're always searching
for the perfect ending.
Maybe there is no ending.
[gentle music]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder continues rumbling]
[soft music]
[soft music continues]
[soft bagpipes playing
"Amazing Grace"]
[Joe] There is
no right or wrong way.
It's going to be fine.
You'll feel the guidance
of the Lord's hand
on your shoulder.
Well, you're back together.
Just like I promised.
Just like I promised.
[gentle strings]
[Kirsty] If I tell him,
then I have to explain it.
And that means I have to use
language to explain it.
And then between us,
we'll pervert that language
and never be ourselves
with each other.
You know, and then
all of a sudden,
what I really feel
will become
totally irrelevant,
because it will
all be about this
and not about us.
Right now, it's pure
and untainted.
Why would I want
to destroy that
till it's time?
To let it go.
To let it go.
[soft gasp]
She's home now, lass.
She's home.
[sobbing]
["For Us," Paddy Casey]
Just the wrong
space and time
Our stars were
not aligned
Our hearts were
never meant to touch
Seems I misread the signs
Got lost between the lines
I must have
wanted it too much
So I'm letting go of you
Just like you want me to
No need to cry or fuss
For us
For us
For us
[muffled echoing chatter]
[doctor]
Kirsty, stay with me...
[2nd doctor]
...a little quicker...
-[3rd doctor] All right...
-[Kirsty laughing]
It moves with
every step you go
Kirsty? Kirsty?
And I see you
now and then
We'll speak
the words of friends
No one will
ever have to know
I'm letting go of you
Just like you want me to
No need to cry
Or fuss
No need to cry for us
For us
For us
Just the wrong
space and time
Our stars went out of line
Our hearts were
never meant to touch
I'm letting go of you
Just like you want me to
No need to cry
Or fuss
-I'm letting go
-I'm letting go
-I'm letting go of you
-Just like you want me to
No need to cry
Or fuss
No need to cry for us
For us...
Just the wrong
space and time
Our stars went out of line
Our hearts were never
meant to touch...
-[car horns honking]
-[soft pedestrian chatter]
[distant child's laughter]
[police siren wailing]
[carolers]
Long lay the world
In sin and error...
["backing up" beeping]
[soft ominous music]
[Shane]
Faith has to be tested.
When faith is gone...
there's nothing left.
[sighing]
f*ck.
["Slow Burn," Pink Jaffee]
How does that old saying go
You reap what you sow
He didn't know
He didn't want...
To know
Hey... hey...
the end is near.
...spreadin' lies
The law did not apply
As the widow cried
[car horn honking]
By...
You lying piece of sh*t!
You told me
not to worry about you!
What the hell, Driscoll?
Reservations-- aah!
-[thudding]
-Night train, Montreal.
The gig's booked.
It'll give you time to think.
Take it.
It's just life.
Sometimes it sucks,
but you have to GPS
a way through it,
and you won't find
that road map in a bottle.
I look up to you,
m*therf*cker.
Don't disappoint me.
Don't disappoint her.
It's a slow
Burn
You're gonna get
what you earn
It's a slow
Burn
That's how the world turns
It's a slow
Burn
You live and you learn
It's a slow
Burn
That's how
the world turns
It's a slow
Slow burn
You're gonna get
what you earn
It's a slow
Slow burn
That's how the world
Turns
-[car horns honking]
-[police siren wailing]
[ducks quacking]
-[beeping over PA]
-[woman on PA] Dr. Siedelman,
to X-ray please.
Dr. Siedelman...
-[soft beeping]
-[muffled voice on PA]
[footsteps approaching]
[sighing]
How did you find me?
You've got nosy neighbors.
I never told him.
He's confused. He's convinced
you don't want to see him.
I don't.
Selfish b*tch.
[laughing]
Where is he?
Here, in New York.
But... I can't get
the sorry as*h*le to perform.
My management skills are
being abused.
You got to make
things right.
You know there's
no happy ending here.
[nurse]
Sorry to interrupt, ladies.
Transfusion time, Kirsty.
[Velcro crackling]
[door thudding closed]
[melancholy music]
["Lady of the Stars," Donovan]
She walks
Through the stars
Past Saturn and Mars
Who knows
Tell me a story.
In a place far, far away,
there lived a woman
so powerful...
she could do anything.
Then, one fine day,
lasting 500 years or more,
she invented a game.
She created a playing field
of spatial dimensions.
The illusion of wealth,
the illness of time.
And then she created beings
to play the game with.
She placed half a soul
into each being...
leaving every individual
incomplete.
Each half would...
instinctively seek out
its other half.
And there was
only one way out.
What?
What way out?
What way out?
[woman screaming]
[gasping]
[gentle music]
[gentle music continues]
Yeah, well,
you've really let yourself go.
[soft laughter]
-[sobbing]
-Hey, hey, it's okay.
-[sobbing]
-It's okay.
Ssh.
[sobbing]
[playing melody solo]
Aah!
[both laughing]
Huh? Remember that?
-f*ck.
-Do you?
-[cheering]
-[full band playing]
On the 4th of July
in 1806
We set sail from
the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away
with a cargo of bricks
For the grand City Hall
in New York
This wonderful craft,
she was rigged 'fore and aft
And the howl
of the wild wind drove her
She could stand for a blast,
she had 27 masts
And we called her
the Irish Rover
[band playing instrumental]
[cheering and whooping]
We had one mil' of barrels
of the best Sligo rags
We had two mil'
of barrels of stout
We had three mil' of sides
of a blind horse's hides
We had four mil'
of barrels of bones
We had five mil' of hogs,
we had six mil' of dogs
Seven mil' of barrels
of porter
We had eight mil' of barrels
of old nanny goats' tails
In the hold
of the Irish Rover
[cheering and whooping]
[band playing instrumental]
We had sailed seven years
when the measles broke out
And our ship lost
its way in the fog
[cheering and whooping]
Turned nine times around
And the poor old dog
was drowned...
I'm the last
of the Irish Rover
[woman on PA]
Code Blue, Room 305.
Code Blue,
Room 305.
Hey, let me see--
Kirsty, what's going on?
-[overlapping chatter]
-Just tell me what's happening!
-Kirsty!
-[doctor] Look at me,
-look at me...
-[Shane] Yeah, okay, fine.
Don't touch me-- Kirsty!
Just, let's...
come over here, just wait.
Tell me what's going on,
what's happening here?
Kirsty!
Let go of me!
Let go of me!
What's going on, please?
-Kirsty?
-[doctor] ...look at me.
[Shane] Kirsty?
[church bell tolling]
[distant laughter]
[distant horns honking]
[distant phone ringing]
[monitor beeping]
[monitor continues beeping]
["cold/mess," Prateek Kuhad]
When I feel cold
I'll keep you close
And if I could hold you
And take you home
And when at night
Your toes touch mine
I'll sing you to sleep
If you were mine to keep
I wish I could
leave you, my love
But my heart is a mess
My days, they begin
with your name
And nights end
with your breath
I wish I could
leave you, my love
But my heart is a mess
My days, they begin
with your name
And nights end
with your breath
With your breath
To sway just like
It was Friday night...
Shane?
The doctor would
like to see you.
[sniffling]
[beeping over PA]
[muffled voice on PA]
Hi.
I'm-- I'm Kristy's specialist.
You must be him.
[soft chuckling]
Yeah, she opened up
to me a little.
There's no easy way
to say this,
but the tests have confirmed
that she's suffered
a serious stroke.
[soft strings]
Okay, um...
okay.
What can we--
what can we do to fix it?
We can't.
Just palliative care is
all we can do right now.
But perhaps
you being here
can make it
easier for her.
I'm sorry.
[distant door closing]
[mournful music]
[mournful music continues]
[distant muffled chatter]
[woman] Why is
he just sitting there?
[muffled chatter]
[mic feedback whining]
So I've been thinking
about time a lot lately.
You know,
it's a slippery mother that
you have to grab
with both hands.
[soft chuckle]
[sighing]
So I met this girl, right?
She totally f*cked me up.
But I can't say anything
to her, because she's...
in hospital in a coma.
Her eyes flickering
all over the place,
and, sure,
I can't read Morse code.
You know, women, huh?
[snorts]
I mean, maybe it's for the best.
I'm a Libra, and she's showin'
all the signs of cancer.
[sighing]
So, if you love someone
and you haven't told 'em yet...
[mournful woodwinds]
[mournful woodwinds continue]
Well, the show went well.
Do you wanna get hitched?
When you don't have much
of a hand, it's...
best to go all in.
Hi.
Hi.
Is there any chance
you can keep it down?
I'm trying to tell you
I love you.
Ah.
Well, that sounded
a little desperate.
Well, you know,
that's 'cause it was.
Well, how are
we gonna do it?
I don't know,
we'll improvise.
[monitor beeping softly]
We can do it to a song.
Like your nan and grandpa.
And that way
we'll last for 60 years.
Is this really what you want?
More than anything.
We'll need a ring.
[soft cough]
Now, for this to work,
you really...
you know, you really
have to believe.
[Kirsty]
I believe.
[sighing]
[Shane]
I believe.
I built my dreams...
around you.
[monitor beeping, flatlining]
[monitor continues flatlining]
[mournful music]
[mournful music continues]
[harmonica playing]
Give me that.
[distant police siren wailing]
[car horns honking]
You know what strikes me
on this Christmas Eve?
There's not a lot of...
good will floating
around in this city.
I mean, a man can be
wandering these streets,
suffering in pain.
And no one would
give a sh*t.
No one.
You know...
being creatures of spirit,
you'd think you'd welcome death.
But it always comes
as a surprise.
When love is
wrenched from you.
It just really sucks.
You know...
it's the thin skin
of the universe.
Now you take
that truth with you, son.
And you set yourself free.
[mournful music]
[harmonica playing]
[whirring slows]
[woman]
When I look out
My window
Many sights to see
When I look in
My window
[subway roaring]
There's so many
Different people to be
That it's strange
[gasping]
Sure is strange
[waves crashing]
[gentle music]
[seagulls cawing]
[woman on PA] We will be
arriving in Montreal,
our final destination.
Please ensure
that you take
your personal
belongings with you.
We thank you
for traveling with us.
No.
Hey, buddy.
Buddy... buddy?
[2nd attendant]
What's wrong with him?
[1st attendant]
Sir? You've reached
the end of the line here.
What's wrong with him?
Is he okay?
[1st attendant]
Final destination.
I think he's dead.
-[soft gasp]
-Ah, you're awake.
[1st attendant]
Where'd you go, lad?
We thought
we'd lost you.
-[Kirsty] Tell me a story.
-[Shane] Once upon a time...
Hold your hand
till it goes cold
Hold my tears
until you go
Saw the life that
leaves your bones
It soaks the purpose
from my own...
[distant horse neighing]
[horse hooves clopping]
[neighing]
Please don't go
[horse nickering]
I love you more
than you could know
You've got a hold
inside my soul
-Hyah!
-[neighing]
It's like a mountain
soaked in snow
It's in the earth,
the river flow
Oh...
Please don't go
Oh...
Please don't go
I've kept
my own side of the bed
Thinking you'd
be home again
I hold myself
so I can sleep
My pillow holds
the screams of me
Oh...
Please don't go
Oh...
Please don't go
So lay yourself
down on my chest
'Cause I know
how to hold you best
I'll keep you through
these last few breaths
Kiss and love you
till the end
Oh...
Please don't go
Oh...
Please don't go
[soft woodwinds]
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