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He's had a bad shock.

He doesn't want to talk

right now.

He just needs some time.

I tell you something, Gardner.

I ever get my hands on

the cocksuckers

that did that to Rosie,

I'm gonna peel 'em back

from their a**holes,

turn 'em inside out,

so their guts are hanging out

- and they're pissing blood...

- Mitch!

All right.

What was with that service?

Your aunt will sleep upstairs.

And I'll stay down here.

We'll be fine, son.

We'll be strong.

Coward, am I?

I fought for you

with John phillips all I can.

You're not even man enough

to fight your own...

Sugar-cured ham.

Pre-cooked. Ready to serve.

And you can pick them up

at your favorite food store.

Nicky!

Hey.

Hey.

Your mama died?

Yeah.

She go to heaven?

I guess.

I got a ground snake.

You want to see?

Does it bite?

Nah. He ain't got no teeth.

You can have it.

What's it eat?

Grasshopper or cricket.

I got a mason jar full of 'em.

What's its name?

He ain't got no name.

He's a snake.

You keep it.

I'll get them bugs.

Dad?

Nicky.

How long have you been there?

Maggie.

What's the matter, angel?

He had a nightmare.

Maggie will put you to bed.

It's all right, sweetheart.

There's nothing to be afraid

of anymore, Nicky.

I know.

Do you know who this is?

This is St. Patrick.

He's your patron saint.

Did you know that?

No.

He's the patron saint

of all the Irish.

But I'm not Irish.

Sure you are.

Your grandfather

was a shipbuilder from Galway.

And every day

he'd pray to St. Patrick

for the bride of his dreams.

And then he came to America,

and he met your grandmother.

And together

they prayed for a family.

And St. Patrick blessed them

with your mother

and your uncle Mitch and me.

And then your mom

prayed to St. Patrick for you.

She did?

Mmm-hmm.

Should we pray for your mom now?

Okay.

May the light of St.

Patrick find a place in your heart

and remind us that loved ones

must someday depart.

May their journey be gentle

through gold fields of rye.

And our sorrow be silenced,

and our love never die.

Amen.

Amen.

Margaret, it's awful.

It's such a loss.

Rose was an inspiration.

She's with Jesus now.

Thank you, ladies.

Pray for rose.

Nothing like this

ever happened here.

This is a safe place.

It was.

Well, she's very young.

And he has a kid with her?

Gardner.

Welcome back.

Sorry to hear about your loss.

Thanks, roger.

Gardner, this is Bill Thackery,

a new account executive.

Bill, this is Gardner lodge,

financial vp.

Glad to meet you.

Likewise. Sorry we couldn't have

met under more...

It's just a tragedy.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Lodge.

- Thanks, Linda.

- I'm so sorry.

What do we have today?

Nothing right away.

Mr. Pappas would like

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