A Prayer for the Dying

I'll tell you what bothers me...

...Father Da Costa saw his face.

Yes, and he didn't kill me.

- It bothers me.

- It bothers me, too.

It'll bother Jack Meehan when he finds out

there's a witness running around loose.

Excuse me, I have confession. I'm sorry.

Are you sure? That sounds an awful lot.

I must say,

I didn't think it would be that much.

- I'm sorry. That's the way it is.

- The way what is?

Come on, love.

We can't have this.

I thought there'd be some money left

to tide me over.

She's a bit confused, Mr. Meehan.

Her husband just died.

Tell me all about it.

I didn't want him to be buried on the State.

But I didn't know

that it would cost so much.

How much did you give him?

400, sir.

It says 300, here.

And even that's a mistake.

Because it should be 75.

It won't be on the State, will it?

No, it won't.

It'll be the best.

I shall attend to it personally.

300...

...and 25.

You obviously haven't heard

of our special rates for older people.

It comes to us all, Mrs. Orton.

Mrs. Orton will choose some flowers

with my compliments.

And she'll need a car to take her home.

He loved flowers, sir.

God bless you.

He does, Mrs. Orton...

...every day.

Show me the deceased, Mr. Ainsley.

Martin's a top operator.

He used to be.

Now he's a danger to the movement.

Where will you be?

Where will you be?

- Here.

- We'll telephone you.

Remarkable.

Probably the only pleasure

that old lady got out of life.

I can explain everything.

I've put the old lady in a car.

Bonati picked out

some lovely chrysanths for her.

Thank you, Rupert.

- Not on the day, please.

- Yes, Mr. Meehan.

You tried to thieve from Jack Meehan.

That's bad.

But what is worse, you tried to thieve

from that ignorant old lady.

I can explain.

There have been problems at home.

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