In the Name of the Father Page #3

If you want Gerry and...

- What's your name?

- Paul.

We're gonna call you

"Saddest Moon."

- F*** off.

- Right?

If you want Gerry and Saddest Moon

to stay, raise your hands.

Four, five, six...

- Put your hand up, Paddy.

- Right.

- Eight.

- Looks like we're staying then.

What shall we call you then?

You can call me "Wild One."

Here, hold on. Come here.

Get off, all right?

What's the f***ing problem?

They have dead pig in here.

Just some sausages.

We're all vegetarians here.

I am a vegetarian.

We're both vegetarians.

I was just taking them sausages

to me Auntie Annie's.

I have to be around there now. I'll be

back in a few minutes, all right?

Be back in a few minutes.

Piggy.

And Porky.

Is she related to the

Royal Family or something?

Aye, she's fifth in line

to the throne.

Ferguson's sausages... only good thing

that came out of that godforsaken place.

- Would you like some more?

- No, I'm fine, thanks.

- We better make tracks.

- Won't you stay? I've the bed made up.

You're very kind, but we need

a bit of space, Auntie Annie.

We're forming a band

and that there.

Aye. A rock band.

Where are you staying?

- The address, you mean?

- Uh-huh.

- Fillmore.

- Fillimore.

Fillimore Road.

It's number 60...

something...

the number dropped off the door.

What do you mean,

the number dropped off the door?

Well, would you let me have it

when you find out what it is?

- Aye.

- And would you phone your mother?

Aye.

There's only one problem.

It doesn't have a phone.

Hello, Marian. Any problems?

- Is it all there?

- Yeah.

Okay.

We're in business.

Watch the cracks.

Watch the cracks.

It's not fair.

Their skirts are covering the cracks.

He's cheating!

- I'm a referee!

- He's cheating.

- That wasn't too far away, was it?

- Is that a bomb, Paddy?

It's getting more like home.

Hello? Hold on, hold on.

Giuseppe. Giuseppe.

Long-distance call.

- What?

- Long-distance call.

- Go ahead.

- Hello?

- Ask him for the money.

- Hey, Da.

- It's Gerry speaking.

- Son.

- Hi. Howare you doing?

- I'm fine. Howare you?

It's been six weeks

since you've been in touch.

I know. Sorry about that.

I've been a bit busy.

It'sjust your ma's a bit worried,

you know. You still going to Mass?

- Aye, every Sunday. Like clockwork.

- Good.

- Are you working?

- I have a couple of things going here.

Ah, good.

And are you safe?

- How do you mean?

- From all the bombs.

Aye, you could just hear them

in the distance like, but...

Sorry about that.

- Are you stuck?

- How do you mean, Da?

Are you short of cash?

Uh, no. No, I'm flush

at the moment.

No problem.

No, I have plenty of money.

All right.

And, Gerry, keep in touch.

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