The Tiger's Tail Page #3

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She's like...

Everyone is crazy about her.

I mean, she never spoke to me before.

Never looked at me even.

Well, it happens. It can happen.

That was your mother and me.

Everybody wanted her,

but she chose me.

For better or worse.

Dad, she said she loves me.

So you could see him

and Connor couldn't.

It was dark. Connor missed him.

I really think

you should see someone.

I'll make an appointment for you.

Dr Loden is a wonderful man.

The person I need to see

is my mother.

Get her up there.

Why does she have to be naked?

That better?

It's only me!

It's a lovely day, Maeve.

This is my son.

The one who pays your wages.

- And did you see him on the telly?

- I did indeed.

- Lovely to meet you, Mr O'Leary.

- Liam.

Liam. I'll get your lunch now.

It's OK, I'll do that, Nurse.

OK. Well, I have to go

and do some shopping.

It's fine. Take the day off.

Go on, go on, go on.

He's the boss, he's the boss.

OK. Alright, then. Bye, then.

See you tomorrow, Maeve, OK?

Did you see my son on the telly?

I did indeed.

Bye.

"I dreamt I was a fish

in the roaring sea. "

"And I made a wish to be a boy. "

"And I woke, and I was. "

"But a bit of me

will always be fish

And belong to the sea. "

You were nine.

I thought

you were going to be a poet.

Look at you now.

You've made poetry

out of them buildings.

Thank you.

Mammy...

...was I adopted?

But you are of my flesh, son.

Your sister bore you.

She was 15 and...

We sent her to England to have you.

I put padding under my frock.

A bigger pillow each month.

A common enough story in Ireland

in those days, son.

But she came back with you.

And we mothered you, the both of us.

She had twins, didn't she?

Twins?

No, of course not.

What makes you say that?

Do you think

I haven't suffered all these years?

Not being able to claim you?

Having to watch Mammy hold you

and parade you?

There were two of us, weren't there?

Two of you?

Yeah, two of us.

Twins.

No, Liam. No twins, just you.

You're still lying to me.

- No.

- You are.

There was another,

and he's here in Dublin,

and he's trying to hurt me.

Oh, my God!

Thanks.

I never told Mammy.

Why not?

It was hard enough for her, you know?

Taking on a baby.

I couldn't saddle her

with two of you.

I just couldn't.

Can you ever forgive me, Liam?

Right now, I'm concentrating

on finding out who I am.

Who's my father?

He's long dead, Liam.

- I need a name.

- No.

I have a right.

Moriarty.

- Moriarty?

- Yes.

I'm a Moriarty, am I?

Are you there, Moria-rity?

Father Moriarty?

Not the parish f***ing priest?

Yes.

Classic!

And the girls all cry as I pass by

Are you there, Moria-rity?

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