Black Irish

[Boy]

It's been a classic pitchers'

duel with Cole McKay,

the team's closer,

digging himself

out of a hole.

Working the edges

of the plate.

It's the bottom of the ninth,

two out,

the winning run

threatening on third.

And the pitch.

Swing and a miss.

The count now 3-2.

Grady pounds his bat

on the plate in frustration.

[horn honks]

[bell tolling]

Let's have a look.

All right.

You look fine.

[door opens]

[bell tolling]

[chattering]

Get rid of the gum.

Swallow it.

[swallows hard]

Don't get

your mother upset.

[sniffling]

What's with Kathleen?

We barely even knew her.

There's absolutely

nothing wrong with her.

She loved to sing.

Go keep an eye

on your brother.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Me and Anthony

are going to a party

later on.

You wanna come?

Save it, Terry. Not now.

Yeah, whatever.

Like she's gonna hear us.

She looks really good,

considering--

This old bat looks better now

than when she was alive.

[scoffs]

How much would you pay me

if I give her a kiss?

T-Terry, not now.

She's got a piece of snot

hanging out of her

right nostril.

You think that's real,

or you think they

stuck that in there?

Cut it out.

This is Dad's sister.

So what? She never

said two words to me

or to the old man.

All right.

Well, forget that now.

She's dead,

so just say a prayer

or something.

I don't know any.

Eight years of Catholic school,

and you don't know one prayer?

Bless us, our Father,

for these, thy gifts

we are about to receive--

Not that. I'll do it.

I'll do it.

I'll be out

in the car.

[Cole] Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done--

[door opens]

on earth--

[muttering]

[door closes]

Lead us not

into temptation--

Lead us snot

into temptation.

Thank you.

[chuckling]

What are you doing, bro?

What's it look like?

Coming with us

or what?

Where to?

I already told you.

To a party, remember?

Someone invited

the two of you to a party?

[chuckling]

[scoffs]

Forget about it.

We don't need

no pure alter boy

hanging with us.

Pure as your mother.

Have you even seen

a girl yet, huh?

Look, forget it.

I just thought

since you never get out--

He coming or what?

We got him.

[rabbit cage opens]

Guys, wait up.

It's the O'Leary family.

They went to the Cape.

Big deal, right?

[chuckling]

I thought we were

going to a party.

[whispering]

Shut up!

What are you guys doing?

[dog barking]

I'll hold your coat.

You're out of your minds.

Don't puss out on us.

You're the only one

who can squeeze through.

No, forget it.

I'm not doing this.

Quit dicking around

and do as I say.

Get off of me!

Trying to say something, huh?

I can't hear you.

The only thing I hear is,

"Okay, Terry, I'll do it."

You're both a**holes.

We lower you in,

you go upstairs

and you open the door,

okay?

Okay?

Bingo!

[clock chiming]

Come on.

Come on!

Come on, buttercup.

Wake up.

[clock chiming]

[Boy]

What you got, man?

Anything good?

[Terry]

Watches.

[Boy mutters, chuckles]

Oh, Terry!

Come here.

Check this out.

Nice.

I'm keeping this, all right?

Yeah.

[car approaches]

[Terry]

Sh*t!

Let's go.

[Boy]

Pop.

Where's my brother?

Forget about him.

O'Leary's in

the driveway, man!

Cole! Cole!

Get up!

Come on, get up!

Cole, pick your feet up!

Come on.

Get up!

[door unlocking]

[Man]

Hey! Who the hell is that?

Open the goddamn door!

Come on!

Come on, get up!

Open the door!

[knocking]

Kathleen,

I've brought you something.

Can I come in?

Yeah.

Should call this

"morning, afternoon

and evening" sickness.

I know you can't eat it now,

but I made you a sandwich.

It's important you eat.

Oh, God, Ma, get it out.

Peanut butter.

I can smell it.

You need the protein.

I need to feel normal again.

I know. I know.

Does this mean

you're not mad at me?

Don't get

the wrong idea, Katie.

I'm still mad at you

and that boyfriend of yours,

but we'll get everything

taken care of.

You know what

we discussed, Ma?

It's not such

a terrible thing.

No child of mine

is having an abortion.

Oh, no.

[dog whines]

[Dad]

No running

in the house!

Kid listens good.

What's with you?

My rabbit.

I forgot to give her

her medicine.

Didn't make it, huh?

Looks like it's gonna be

rabbit fricassee tonight.

[chuckles]

Why don't you fellas

go on ahead?

I'll meet you later.

If I'm late, I want

a 20 on Early Warning.

You got that?

No problemo, Des.

Yeah, I'd hustle if I was you.

There's some good picks

out there today.

Oh, I know it.

You think you can get one

past your old man, huh?

[door opens]

What do you mean?

[door closes]

When you were crying

like a girl, I smelled

booze on your breath.

You can't have it

both ways.

Either you cry like a girl

or you drink like a man.

What's it gonna be?

You think you can drink

like a man at your age,

then follow through

and do it.

As my father used to say,

"Save the tears

for the cemetery

'cause they're wasted

on me."

Go ahead.

Maybe you

shouldn't drink, either.

What did you say?

Nothing.

You know, maybe when I ask you

what I should or shouldn't do,

you'll know you're

old enough to tell me.

Drink.

[spits]

[retching]

Clean up the mess.

Any of your friends

want a drink,

you know where to send 'em.

[growling]

Not again.

That's my goddamn shoe.

[growling continues]

Fine.

Didn't fit right, anyway,

you woolly-headed

son of a b*tch.

[Priest]

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