Breakfast on Pluto

Synopsis: A young transwoman, Patrick "Kitten" Braden, comes of age in the 1970s. She leaves her Irish town, in part to look for her mother and in part because her transgender nature is beyond the town's understanding. She's taken in by a rock band, falls for the lead singer, has brushes with the IRA, is arrested by the London police, works in a peep show, and poses as a survey researcher for the phone company. Throughout, her nationality and her nature put her at great risk. In her search for her mother, she makes surprising discoveries of friendship and family. But, will she survive?
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Director(s): Neil Jordan
Production: Sony Pictures Classics
  Nominated for 1 Golden Globe. Another 6 wins & 16 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
128 min

You can throw a fast one.

How about it, kitten?

What's the chance of a bit tonight?

Oh, why, yes, of course, boys.

I'll leave the front door open,

and you can all troop in and give me a jab.

Not up to it, then?

You innocent, shovel-wielding,

horny-handed sons of the native sod.

Not many people are, munchkin.

Not many people can take the tale

of Patrick Braden...

a.k.a. Saint Kitten...

who strutted the catwalks,

face lit by a halo of flashbulbs...

as, "Oh!" she shrieked,

"I told you, from my best side, darlings."

I was born, you see, munchkin...

in a small town near the Irish border.

I was left in a basket on a certain doorstep...

and only the robins knew why.

Oh, but then,

they knew everybody's business.

Those red-breasted busybodies.

Every secret

behind every lace-curtain window.

Uh-oh, behind you

This looks like trouble

Oh dear!

Let's go

Robins! Would you believe it, Father?

Pecking at the cream.

I suppose it's Christmas morning, after all.

Is your breakfast all right?

Well, I'll get ready for Mass, so. God bless.

God bless.

He hasn't been himself lately, so.

-No, he hasn't been himself at all...

-Since the blonde housekeeper left

The one that looked like the film star...

with the bubble-cut curls

Mitzi Gaynor!

-Just the job.

-Mr. Steed?

-Cutex coral pink.


What a charming atmosphere you have here.

-Do you mind?

-Not at all.

-Thank you.

-Will you have a love seat?

The love seat? Why not?

Mr. Lovejoy will see you in a moment.

He's just congratulating

one of our happy couples.

-How very encouraging.


Perhaps you'd like a glass of champers?

-Champers? Now you're talking.


-a piece of wedding cake?

-No, thank you. I've just had breakfast.

Mr. Steed?

My good shoes!

My good shoes, you little brat!

Do it harder, Mammy.

Teach him not to wear my dress again.

He'll make a disgrace of us? Well, you'll not!

Do you really have to?

I'll march you up and down the street

and disgrace you in front of the whole town.


Hit him with it, Ma!

Give him the brush again!

-Say, "I am not a girl."

-I'm not a girl.

-"I am a boy. I'm not a girl."

-I'm a boy, not a girl.

Say it right.

Make him say it right, Ma.

My heart broke

from the cursed day I ever took you in.

A short one by Gareth Carey,

up along the far wing to Tony Haddon.

Tony Haddon, 40 yards out now, from the....

Off he goes then,

the ball across him towards the center.

And coming, Alfred Whitney.

He's capped there.

Well down over his eyes is Nick Brady.

The ball comes over.

Who's got it? Reid Morgan.

Reid Morgan gets the 35-yard....

Brother Barnabas says he'll try you

on the football team...

and I want you to read this.

Heading high and to the right,

and yes, it is....

It's gone over the bar

for the first goal of the game.

Paddy Gardy.

The first goal of the game.

Paddy Gardy took one from this side.

It had a curl on it, and one had to wait

until the umpires gave their decision...

as to whether it was in or not. It was.

And I call my mother names.

Well, you know,

you shouldn't do that, my son.

What do you call her?

Hairy Arse.

Hairy Arse and Bockedy Hole.

And Cunthooks.

-Stay where you are! You must not proceed.


You must not curse.

If you curse, you'll be exterminated.

Holy f*ck!

You've been warned, earthling.

Now you must die!

No, Dalek, please.

-Sausages, sausages, stay where you are.

-Yes, yes, of course! Please don't shoot!

-Lawrence, come on.

-Not now, I'm busy. I'm busy.

-Come on.

-I'm busy.

Oh, figgly boogles, I'm dead.

Die for Ireland?

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Neil Jordan

Neil Patrick Jordan is an Irish film director, screenwriter and novelist. He won an Academy Award for The Crying Game. He also won the Silver Bear for Best Director at the Berlin International Film Festival for The Butcher Boy. more…

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