Oh, they're pulling us off!
Don't pull me!
You silly twit
Who's a fruit, then?
Eh?
It's Al Capone, isn't it?
Hey, your name is Al Capone, isn't it?
Al Capone.
You snitch! We'll get you tonight.
Mr. Universe.
Benson
Tucker
Mr. Universe.
Breathe in.
Out.
And again.
Out.
Cough.
Well, go on, you can get dressed now.
Thank you, doctor.
Woods.
You two boys, stop that.
Who started this?
Hmm?
I suppose you're very proud of yourselves
I'm very surprised at you, Tucker. Very surprised.
What have you to say for yourselves?
Nothing, sir.
Both of you, come with me.
We'll get you.
Benson
Come on.
Just wait 'til tonight.
Tucker
Tucker.
Yes, sir.
Aren't you forgetting something?
Sir?
Your shoe, boy. Put your shoe on.
Not here, boy.
Outside.
Yes, sir.
'Yes, sir.'
Thank you, sir.
All right. All right!
You've seen Tucker before
Study the predicate, lad.
Thank you, sir.
Page 56, boy, page 56.
Thank you sir
That's not the predicate, lad.
Neither is that.
I won't forget to tell you when it's time to stop, lad.
Thank you, sir.
'Thank you, sir.'
All right, that's it.
Quietly. Put your books away.
Quietly!
Collect the exercise books
Right.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.
Our Father, who art in Heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive them that trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Amen.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for our sins now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
In the name of the Father, and the Son and the Holy Ghost.
Amen.
Get into line
Turn
Eyes front there boy
Or would you like to lead them out?
Well, come on, boy.
What would you say?
Let's go into the school yard.
Any more of that and you’ll get a kick up the backside.
Or should I say 'arse'?
- Good night, boys. Good night, sir.
Off you go.
MAN ON INTERCOM: Robert Tucker
- Hello, Robbie. - Hello, doctor.
How are we today?
Fine, doctor.
Back at work, do you think?
Oh, yes. I'm feeling much better.
And I'd rather be at work anyway.
Good boy, Robbie.
Mother keeping well, son?
What?
Your mother?
Is she keeping well?
Oh, yes. You know my mother.
Never ails. Strong as a horse
Well,
just stay off for the rest of the week...
...then go back on Monday.
I've, er... given you some more tablets.
For the depression.
Thanks, doctor.
Still no interest in girls, Robbie?
Well, that may come, son.
That may come.
Don't worry, son.
Goodbye, doctor. And thanks.
Goodbye, son.
Can we go inside, Mum?
If you like, son.
Argh!
You hurt me! You bleeding hurt me!
Argh!
How long has he been there?
Get out!
He'll see worse
Die!
You bastard! Die!
Time for bed.
You’d better get back upstairs.
Where is he, eh?
Your fancy man.
Did you have it off with him while I was in the army?
How many times, eh, Nell?
How many bleeding times?
Somebody at the church?
While I was out with the cart?
Does Peter get some, too?
Has that bastard been here?
Has he?
Argh!
You bleedin' cow!
Shut up.
Shut up!
Bleedin' shut up now.
Come on.
Oh, Jesus.
The Old Folks at Home
Way down upon the Suwannee River
Far far away
There’s where my heart is turning ever
There’s where the old folks stay
All up and down the whole creation
Sadly I roam
Still longing for the old plantation
And for the old folks at home
All the world is sad and dreary
Everywhere I roam
Oh darker how my heart grows weary
Far from the old folks at home
I believe in one God
the almighty Father
maker of Heaven and Earth
maker of all things visible and invisible
I believe in one Lord Jesus Christ
the only begotten son of God
born of the Father before time began
God from God
Light from light
True God from true God
We humbly beseech thee for the soul of thy servant
which thou hast this day commanded to pass up this world
That they would not deliver into the hands of the enemy
nor forget unto the end
but wouldst commend it to be received by the holy angels
and be conducted to paradise, its true country
That as this has happened,
and believed it may not suffer the pains of hell,
it may take possession of eternal joys,
through Christ our Lord.
Amen.
God rest his soul.
Bang bang.
You’re dead.
Is your mom in, lad?
Yeah, Mrs. May.
Can you tell her?
We've come to see your dad.
Go on, lad, go on.
I'm scared, Mrs. May. I'm scared.
What of, lad?
I'm scared to go past the parlour, Mrs. May.
Well, your dad can't hurt you now, son.
The dead can't bite.
I'm scared, Mrs. May. I'm scared!
You run in and tell your mum.
We're here.
We'll watch you.
Well, he can't feel any more pain now, Nellie.
Thanks for the wreath.
It's lovely.
We wanted to.
It's the least we could do.
Mum.
A witch boy from the mountain came
A-pining to be human
For he had seen the fairest girl
A girl named Barbara Allen
'Oh, Conjure Man, oh, Conjure Man
Please do this thing I'm wanting
Please change me to a human man
For Barbara I be courting'
Dad.
Oh, Dad.
'Oh, you can be a man, a man
If Barbara will not grieve you
If she be faithful for a year
Your ego he will leave you'
'Oh, Barbara, will you marry me?
And will you leave me never? '
Oh, yes, my love, I'll marry you
And live with you forever
Hail, Queen of Heav'n, the ocean Star
Guide of the wand'rer here below
Thrown on life's surge, we claim thy care
Save us from peril and from woe
Mother of Christ
Star of the sea
Pray for the wanderer
Pray for me
I'll lock up.
OK, Mum.
Would you like some cocoa later on?
- Yeah. Good night, son. - Good night Mam
God bless.
Mam...
Here's your cocoa, Mam.
Thanks, lad.
You’re a good boy.
Mass in E minor
Did you do anything at the weekend?
No.
Yeah?
Are you open yet, pal?
This club's for members only
Yes.
I know
You got card then?
I haven't seen you here before
I came here about two years ago.
With who?
A mate.
Huh. So what?
- Lunch, girls. - Shall we go up?
Nearly.
Mass in E minor
Jacks
- Is that the tattooist? - Yeah
I...
I want my bollocks tattooed.
I won't touch a prick for less than 20 notes.
- Will you do it? - It takes a hell of a fucking time.
I've got a tattoo on my own chopper and it took me three days to get it on.
Besides it hurts like fuck.
Will you do it?
Apart from the time it takes it's got to be as hard as a biscuit.
You'll be wanking off by the minutes.
Will you do it?
What do you want on it anyway?
Please say you’ll do it.
Please.
Well ...
I mean ...
You might have a dose I do it for you then three weeks later I'm scratching the bollocks off meself.
- You won't get a dose off me. - That's what they all say when they come in.
And a lot want their bollocks tattooed.
- Will you do it for me? - It's no skin off my fucking nose.
But it'll cost you. If I hold a prick in my hand I want paying 30 notes - no messing.
When can I come round?
No.
No I won't touch a prick for less than 50.
Do you think you could bring those figures in on United Steel's progress with the ships?
Thanks ever so much. Bye. Bye.
Yeah, there is a problem,
but hopefully we will be able to get over it in the next few months.
and, with any luck, resolve it to everybody's, you know, satisfaction.
But I don't know at the moment,
so I have to kind of hedge and say put the decision off
because we'll not get this back.
And unless there is some kind of long-term commitment about this
then it isn't feasible to invest so much money.
May the Lord be in your heart and on your lips,
that you may with truth and humility confess all your sins,
in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.
Amen.
I confess to Almighty God,
to blessed Mary, ever Virgin,
to blessed Michael the Archangel,
to blessed John the Baptist,
to the Holy Apostles Peter and Paul, and to all the Saints,
that I have sinned exceedingly in thought, word and deed...
...through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault.
Pray, Father, give me your blessing.
It is three weeks since my last confession,
and I accuse myself of...
...missing Mass on Sundays through my own fault.
Three times.
Taking God's holy name in vain.
Many times.
Being disobedient.
Four times.
Being proud.
Twice.
Coveting my neighbour's goods.
Three times.
Dishonouring my parents
Many times
Despairing
Many times
Borne hatred
Three times
That is all I can remember Father
Is there anything else you wish to confess my son?
No, Father.
For these and all other sins that have escaped my memory
I am heartily sorry
I humbly beg pardon of God
and penance and absolution from you Father
God, the father of mercies,
through the death and resurrection of His son
has reconciled the world to Himself
and sent the Holy Spirit amongst us for the forgiveness of sins
Through the ministry of the Church may God give you pardon and peace
And I absolve you from your sins
Come on. Keep the gangway clear.
Huh. The fair licks.
Oh, Mam.
Bariolé
But know thou that for all these things
God will bring thee into judgment
for God shall bring every work into judgment
with every secret thing whether it be good or whether it be evil
And further by these my son be admonished
Put away evil from thy flesh
for the souls of the righteous are in the hands of God
and there shall be no torment to touch them
And the fruits that thy soul lusted after are departed from thee
The time is at hand
Thy judgment is come
The judgment and the mercy of God
Are you all right, lad?
Yes, Mum.
Yes.
O gentle, chaste and spotless Maid
We sinners make our prayers through thee
Remind thy Son that He has paid
The price of our iniquity
Virgin most pure, star of the sea
Pray for the sinner, pray for me
It All Depends On You
I can be happy
I can be sad
I can be good
Or I can be bad
It all depends
On you
I can be lonely
Out in a crowd
I can be humble
Or I can be proud
It all depends
On you
I can save money
Or spend it
Go right on living
Or end it
You’re to blame, honey
For what I do-ooo
I can be beggar
I can be king
I can be almost...
any old thing
It all depends
On you
Mam...
Oh, Mam!
Jesus Mary and Joseph
I give you my heart and my soul
Jesus Mary and Joseph assist me in my last agony
Robert!
May I say when I am dying
Jesus mercy
There's no need to run inside the school.
No, Sister.
In the name of the Father and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit
Amen
Good morning, Sister.
Good morning, boys!
There. OK?
All right, take your time.
Who made you?
God made me
Why did God make you?
God made me to know him love him and serve him
in this world and to be happy with him forever in the next
Who is God?
God is love
There you go, Pop.
- Spick and span. - Spruce.
Hey
What's pink
wrinkled
and hangs out your underpants?
I don't know - Your mother
Oh, Mum, don't laugh,
otherwise we'll never get it done.
Oh, you’re a bloody case.
How's it been today, Mum?
It was aching a bit this morning.
It's a lot better now.
You shouldn't stand on it you know
You're supposed to rest with a leg ulcer
I do rest it.
Honest, lad.
Oh, you’d say that.
Read our stars. Go on, lad.
Capricorn.
'You crave solitude
as if you wish to hide from the world to recharge your batteries for the New Year
which is just around the corner '
And what's yours?
Scorpio
'Your hopes and wishes receive an extra boost,
which means you're in for a brighter and bubblier future.
Although you have been in the wilderness
your oasis is just around the corner '
Hm. Chance would be a fine thing
Well, you never know your luck in the big city.
Hey, do you fancy a cuppa?
Aye, I wouldn't say no.
Oh, Mum.
What would I do without you?
Pull the zip down
Use your teeth
Use your fucking teeth.
Now!
Pray, Father, give me your blessing.
This is my first confession and I accuse myself...
I'm over here.
Christ, what a day!
Roll on Christmas.
We three kings of Orient are
Bearing gifts, we travel so far
Field and fountain, moor and mountain
Following yonder star
O star of wonder
Star of night
Star with royal beauty bright
Westward leading, still proceeding
Guide us to thy perfect light
Come in
I'm just going for your X-rays, Mr. Tucker.
So I'll leave you here for just a minute.
OK?
Cerebral thrombosis
Stroke
Stroke syndrome
A condition with sudden onset
caused by acute vascular lesions of the brain
such as hemorrhage, embolism or rupturing aneurysm.
which may be marked by haemoplegia or haemoparysis
vertigo
numbness
aphasia and dysarthria
It is often followed by permanent neurological damage
and or death
You mustn’t grieve, lad
When I die, say you won’t grieve
How are you, Mam?
How do you feel?
Mam!
Oh, Mum!
One day in June
It's never too late
It's never too soon
- What do you think? - Yes!
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm
After they see Paree?
How ya gonna keep 'em
Away from Broadway?
Jazzin' around - Whoo!
Painting the town
How ya gonna keep 'em
Away from harm?
That's a mystery
Before the war
They used to wear a clog or a boot (They stamp feet)
Now they wear a trilby and a navy blue suit
Well, how ya gonna keep 'em
Down on the farm
After they've seen Paree?
There's somebody I'm longing to see
- Order! Order, please! I hope that he...
Turns out to be
Someone who'll watch... - Happy Christmas, love.
- Happy Christmas, Mum. ...over me
Although he may not be
The man some girls think of
As handsome
To my heart
He carries the key
Won't you tell him please
To put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh, how I need
Someone who'll watch
Over me
Away in a manger
No crib for a bed
The little lord Jesus
Lay down his sweet head
The stars in the bright sky
Looked down where he lay
The little lord Jesus
Asleep on the hay
I could do with a bit of tinsel.
Silent night - I'll put it about there.
Holy night - Great. Lovely.
- Any more of these? All is calm
All is bright - I really love Christmas Eve.
- Don't you, Staff? - Yes I do
...yon virgin
Mother and child
Holy infant
So tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Do you love God, Robert?
Yes, Sister.
Good night, lads. All the best!
Oh sacred heart of Jesus,
I give you my body and my blood
When the light goes out
God is dead
You’re still
The only boy in the world
The one and only boy for me
As time goes by
I'm happy to say
I still adore you
In the same old way
My love
For you
Will always be true
And not just a memory
You’re still...
The only boy in the world
The one and only boy
For me