Happy Ever Afters

Synopsis: Dublin: Maura is a single mom, furniture repossessed, being evicted. For a fee, she's marrying Wilson, an African, facing deportation. Her nine-year old, Molly, thinks she's going to get a dad. Freddie, a bit of a compulsive, is remarrying Sophie, after divorce and recommitment; she's starved herself into her old wedding dress. Both bridal parties arrive at the same inn for receptions: Freddie and Maura's paths keep crossing, Sophie thinks the two are having an affair, immigration officers are stalking Wilson, and Molly's figuring out what's really up. Sophie's father threatens Freddie with bodily harm if anything goes wrong. Can it not?
Genre: Comedy
Director(s): Stephen Burke
Production: Newgrange Pictures
  3 nominations.
101 min

[Up-tempo piano plays]

What's that?

Are you ready, Ma?

We don't have all day.

OK, keep your knickers on.

Almost there.

You're kidding me, right?

- Who put you in charge?

- Hiya.

All right. I'll get changed.

- What's up?

- Guess.

- Now?

- No!

I have nothing else.

Just do it, would you?

Don't look at me.


Yeah, I do, yeah.

I do.

- Finally.

- Oh, Maura, you look gorgeous.

- What's he doing in there?

- Come on, Peter Perfect! You'll do!

Dessie, will you watch the bloody kids?

Come down here, you lot.

D'you hear me? Down!


Did they run out of material

when they were making that?

Yeah, they did. They used it all up

trying to cover your arse.

You little...

What am I gonna do? Look at it!

- What did you do that for? You eejit.

- What can we do?

Nothing. It's f***ed.

[Groans] We're gonna have to

call off the wedding.

- Good idea.

- Here, take mine, son.

- But what are you gonna wear?

- No worries. I've loads.

There, now.


You look lovely, by the way.


- [Doorbell rings]

- The car's here! Hurry!

D'you hear her? She thinks

she's the one getting married.

- You have told her, haven't you?

- Of course.

- Everything?

- Yeah.


Oh! Tell me I don't look like

a f***ing princess.

- I'll do your hair.

- [Girl] Ma!

- No! It's mine!

- [Man] Bring it round.

- Ma!

- What are you doing?

- Don't push it. Steady as you go.

- Can you not wait till tomorrow?

Too late, love.

You haven't made a payment in months.

You can get it back

if somebody doesn't buy it.

- What are we supposed to sit on?

- I'm sure you'll find something.

- I'm getting it re-covered.

- Maura O'Reilly?

- Maybe.

- There you go, love.

- Eviction notice? I don't want this.

- Don't shoot the messenger.

Molly, would you get my bag?

I think it's upstairs.

Oh. I didn't realise

things were that bad.

If you need some money, I have a bit.

I could lend it to you.

No, no. I have it under control.

But it's sweet of you to offer. Thanks.


There you are, me dears.

You look... marvellous, marvellous.

[Engine revving]


- I need a quick one.

- What? You can't.

I'll just be a minute.

I need something to steady my nerves.

- No! Will you stop?

- Come on.

- Just a vodka. Molly...

- Stop. Drive! Drive!

- [Maura] Just a little one.

- No!

Don't worry, Father.

She was late the last time, too.

- Last time?

- Yeah, this is our second.

- Second time getting married.

- What, the same girl?

Yeah. We had... problems the first time

and got divorced, but we're sorted now.

Oh. It was meant to be so.


[Church bell rings]

[Tyres squealing]


I'm... I'm not making

a big mistake, am I?

- But it's all arranged.

- I'm hearing alarms in my head.

They're the church bells, dummy.

It's up to you, love.

Come on.

- [# Wagner:
Bridal Chorus]

- Ah.


Now, do you, Frederick Butler,

take Sophie Maguire...

...for your lawful wedded wife,

...to have and to hold,

from this day forward,

for better or for worse...

...for richer or for poorer,

in sickness and in health,

until death do you part?

[Indistinct muttering]

I do.

I do.

I do.

I do.

- I now pronounce you husband and wife.

- [# Mendelssohn: Wedding March]

You may kiss the bride.

- [Church bells ring]

- [Cheering]

- Ow!

- [Both] Sorry.

Well, congratulations again, Freddie.

We'll have a little chat later on, huh?

OK. Sure, Mr Maguire, sure.

Sophie, breathe in.

Oh! You have put on weight

since the last time.

Jesus Chr...

- I never thought I'd live to see this.

- Me neither.

I've managed to avoid it for 30 years

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