Life's a Breeze

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- What do I get out of it?

- Emma, you don't get

to ask that question

at 13 years of age.

You have duties, live with it.

Why do I have to go

before and after school?

Yeah, why does

she have to go before and after?

Because Mom is 79 and not

quite the full shilling anymore.

Whoops!

Calculator in the corn flakes.

God, just bring her her bloody paper

and milk and stop moaning

about it, will ya?

Once I get some

new stock I'll be fine.

- The problem's just cash flow.

- Just get it from the bank.

They're not lending.

You can't all go on borrowing

money from me indefinitely.

Mmm, from us indefinitely.

From me indefinitely.

- Mom!

- What?

I don't have time to make

you gourmet lunches, Emma.

This is embarrassing.

Just take a bite of the banana

and then a bite of the bread.

That's what we used to have.

- You tell her.

- Last time, I promise.

And what happens when

you can't pay me back?

I'll pay you back.

I'll have to give you a check.

- What?

- She's old and weird

and only ever wants

to argue about things.

Can't argue with that.

Thanks, sis, you're a lifesaver.

Your mom is well able

to look after herself.

She could come and live

with us instead.

Do as your mother tells you.

No.

Thank you, dear.

You're welcome.

Mom!

Mom!

Come on, Mom, will you help?

Ask her where's my birth cert.

What's he looking for now?

- Birth cert.

- Where did you put it?

I mean it's not like

they don't know who I am.

I've been going down there

for nearly twenty years.

I collect once a week.

I sign on once a month.

I mean, they have my signature.

They have my picture!

And what the hell is

an annual review?

They never used to have

annual reviews.

How can you live

in this chaos, Mom?

Tell him to take his time

and he'll find it.

I mean, who uses a birth cert

for anything anymore anyway?

I'm gonna be late.

They're gonna make me do

a whole new application.

Then they're going to start

trying to train me to do things.

Come on, where did you put it?

- You put everything...

- He's not used to being up this early.

Come on, Mom, will you help?

I'm gonna lose me welfare!

Did you put it in a drawer?

Will you help me?!

Mom!

Des?

- No job?

- Don't tell Mom.

Don't mind her.

If she'd listened to us and sold

the house during the boom

we'd all be in the south

of France by now.

- Hiya.

- Not you too?

They cut me down to two days

at the groomers.

Don't tell Mom.

Here, go on, will ya?

- Huh?

- You're next.

Relax, I'm talking here.

Just get a move on,

ya bleedin' culchie.

I'm not a culchie.

Nan?

Nan?

Nan?

Nan!

Huh?

Eight bags, that's the lot.

Emma?

Check that this is on right.

A hundred and sixty, there,

please, Annie.

They're safe enough there, love.

Night, girls.

Jesus!

It's colder than

a Norwegian's tit.

- Oh, lovely, Colm.

- What?

Did you put your rent

in the jar?

Yes, I did.

I don't know what you

need money for, anyway.

I need you to do us a favor.

Take Nan for a day out

somewhere.

Okay?

Why?

You can't tell her.

Fine.

I'm going to clean up the house.

Does my mom know about it?

I'm going to get her to help me.

I just need to know

we have our decoy first.

- Fifty.

- Are you fucking serious?

Take it or leave it.

Get her out early and back late.

And don't let on now.

Can I not just want

to hang out with my granny?

I've been on the dart before.

Your granddad took me

out to Bray

when they opened the line.

Nineteen eighty-four.

Anything from the last century

doesn't count.

Will I be back in time

for Joe Duffy?

I dunno. Is he coming

to the house?

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