When Men Were Men (2021) - full transcript
In a heavily religious Irish society a young actor struggling with gender identity has to let go of his idea of masculinity before he loses sight of who he is and those he loves.
- Nah.
- Yeah.
- No.
- Yeah.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yeah.
- All right, everybody.
What tactics did Charlotte
use to be able to achieve
her goal in the scene?
- She
made him uncomfortable
by lifting up his shirt.
- Yes.
She gained power in the scene
by making him feel uncomfortable
enough
to give up the chair.
But, she tried a variety
of different tactics
in order to get what she wanted,
which is what we should be doing
in every scene that we read.
Thank you Kieran.
Thank you Charlotte.
Now, I'm sure you're all very
anxious
to know what this season's
production is going to be.
We are going to be
putting on Billy Elliot,
Fin, home time.
- Do you want them to know?
- Do you ever wonder what people
would say at your funeral?
- No. I don't think I want to
know.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Probably be a bunch of bullshit.
- Well, I want a front
row seat to my funeral.
- Of course you would.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm teasing.
- You're not, I don't care.
I wanna hear what they have
to say, even if it was all
bullshit.
- I'd rather rest in peace.
- You wouldn't even wanna
hear what I would have to say?
- Well, why don't you tell
me now, while I'm alive?
- No.
No, you're just gonna have to
wait.
- Till I'm dead?
- Mhm
Hm?
- Hm?
- Hm?
- What time is it?
- 6:47.
- I gotta go.
- Okay, let me drive you home.
- No.
- Come on, don't be an idiot.
- Oh, guess I'm an idiot.
- Ladies.
- We were just obsessing
over your brown bread
from last week's book club.
- Well, I could give you the
recipe,
but then I'd have to kill you.
Come here.
Did you hear about Bridgette?
- Oh yes, such a shame.
- I heard she left him,
coz he shacked up with
some hussy from Dublin.
- She didn't have to go and
leave him.
- I dunno.
- We all have tough shite to
deal with.
- Well, it's not setting a
very good precedent for us.
That's all.
- How's Kay doing with
her CAO submissions?
- She's got a few she's looking
at.
- She's such a special girl.
I'm sure she'll end up in the
right place.
- Hey K.
- Don't call me that.
- Sorry man, my bad.
- What's up Finn?
- Yeah, not much.
I kind of just was
wondering if we could talk?
- Okay.
- Well seeing as how you always
get,
usually get the best parts,
I just thought that maybe I
could get
like a little bit of advice off
you.
- Listen mate, I've gotta go.
- All right, yeah, no worries,
man.
Hey, maybe we can like get a
coffee
before audition sometime or..?
- Yeah, sure.
- Alright, cool.
I'll see you.
- Mams got the dinner nearly
ready.
- Hope she didn't make
her brown bread again.
- I'll be in in a sec.
- Need any help?
- No, I'll be fine.
- Okay.
- Now.
For what we are about to
receive,
may we be truly thankful.
Amen.
- So, ready for your
last day of school, Kay?
- Meats a bit dry.
- Just in time too.
I could do with your help.
I think the minxes are back
again.
Could be a bit of a frenzy.
Alastar slacked off fixing the
holes
in the hen house last season.
- I saw Elizabeth down in the
shop.
She says, Sean needs a date for
the debs.
And it's perfect.
You're looking so much better.
Now that her hair has grown out
a bit.
- I have auditions.
- Her hair is looking nice,
don't you think Declan?
- Is that the same Sean
who was caught running
naked down the street
last week after a few too many
pints?
- Let's not pretend you haven't
made
a bigger fool of yourself.
- Meat's good.
Come in.
- Good time?
I was thinking about
those damn minxes again.
Remember the time Alastar
thought one of them was the cat
and spent hours trying to catch
it?
- He even got up that tree.
It's late.
- I'll give you a lift
to school tomorrow, okay?
- No, you're all right.
- Come on.
It's your last day.
All right.
I get the message.
- What did they say about the
lads in England? They're uh...
They're quite fit.
- They can't be that different.
- Literally any variation
of the translucent eejits,
beats the plague of pink dick
that Ireland faces.
- Pink dick?
- Yeah, pink dick.
I thought Sean would be
different because you know,
he tans during the summer kind
of,
but couldn't have been more
wrong.
- Wait, you and Sean?
- Yeah, I rode him last week.
Remember?
You coming?
- Oh, I'll catch up.
Dad?
Mam?
- How many times have I-
Fuck, fuck, fuck-
- Mam.
Mam it-
Mam, it's not what it looks
like, okay?
Mam, mam, please.
- Declan!
Declan!
It's gone too far.
- Mam.
Ahhh!
- Oi!
I have to practice my audition.
- Come on.
- No, I'm serious.
- Kieran.
Kieran.
- Do you have any idea what
we've been going through?
We've been attacked.
We've been fined.
We've been arrested.
The last thing that we need is
some
fuckin' do gooder
pissing about our family.
Putting ridiculous ideas into
our heads.
Ballet.
What are you trying to do m-
Was it my intonation?
- I would really like
you to read for Billy.
- I would like to
support my peers for once
instead of leading them.
- Oh, come on.
- Why don't we give Finn a shot?
- Lookit.
There are enough parts
for everyone to go around
and since when are you worried
about who gets, what part?
- Since I realized that in the
real world,
it doesn't always work like
this.
- Like what, Mr. Dearg?
- Like, I won't be
getting the lead always.
- Look, you're looking to
go to drama school, right?
- That's exactly why I want to
play Tony.
He'd explore my range.
- And Billy wouldn't?
- I don't wanna play Billy
because,
he and I are too similar.
- Lookit, I really think-
- Let me try again.
- All right.
- Okay.
Do you have any idea
we've been going through?
We've been attacked.
We've been fined.
We've been arrested.
- You are just being angry
for the sake of being angry.
Yes, Tony, he is prideful to a
fault,
but it's because he's been
formed
in a very demanding environment
and his masculinity is just a
facade.
- I know all that.
- Look, I really want
you to read for Billy.
- And I really think that Tony-
- Kieran.
You are one of my best students
and I would be doing you a
disservice,
if I did not insist that you at
least try.
Please.
- All right.
- I actually just now she has me
locked in
as like supporting character or
something.
- Prove her wrong then.
If you want the lead you
have to walk like a lead,
your shoulders are perpetually
hunched.
- No, they're not.
- Are too.
Hey look how Kieran does it.
Kieran.
Show Finn here what it looks
like
to walk like a leading man.
- You look like a prick.
- Ah, but a leading prick.
- He thinks Ms. Doyle
doesn't see him as a lead.
- Prove her wrong then.
- Kay.
We're just here to help.
- This isn't necessary.
- Kay.
- You have it wrong.
- It's all right, Kay.
- It's not all right.
It goes against God.
- Your mother is right, Kay.
Can you please come down here
and join us?
Whatever you have cooking
in there smells amazing.
I remember it was a three
Christmases ago.
I was over and you made a goose.
- It was two Christmases ago,
father.
- Kay.
Your hair has grown back nicely.
Kay, what your mother saw-
- She didn't see anything.
- Lies fester, Kay.
- I'm not lying.
- And the most dangerous lies
are the ones we tell ourselves.
- We only want what's best for
you.
- I'm fine.
- Denial is typical.
Now, with that being said,
the first step we need to take
is to dispose of the object.
- I don't have it.
- You wouldn't mind if we
searched your room then?
- No.
I mean,
no, all right,
I'll get it.
- If we are too forceful,
she will retaliate.
We have to let her think this is
her idea,
or else she will never
truly come to her senses.
- Well, I'll put the kettle on.
- We need to talk about penance.
- Hurling isn't
the same since they
made the helmets compulsory.
- It's the same game
just a lot less broken noses.
- Well, that's exactly my point.
Why are we keeping our boys
from getting roughed up?
Broken bones, build character.
Dec gets it.
You were the best character
builder on the hurling pitch,
weren't ya Dec?
How many noses did you
break back in the day?
- Too many to count.
- Exactly.
Ah, Jesus Christ.
- Quinn came home last
night with eye makeup on.
He said it was nothing, his pals
were just messing around.
- You gotta beat that out of
him, before it goes too far.
- Well, I dunno about that.
What do you think Dec?
- I don't know.
I'm sure,
it's probably just a phase.
- Bullocks.
- Wives submit
yourselves to your own husbands
as to the Lord, where the
husband is head of the wife.
As Christ is head of the church
and he is the saviour of the
body.
Therefore,
just as the church is subject to
Christ.
So let the wives be to their own
husbands
in everything.
In the name of the father
and the son
and the holy spirit.
Amen.
Thank you all for being here
today.
But before we call it a Sunday,
it's to my understanding,
there's a new family in
the community from England.
Would everyone please join me
in welcoming Connor,
Keith and his son Egan.
- Let's introduce ourselves.
- Where did Kay go?
- Hey, how you doing?
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Hey.
- Lovely meeting you, finally.
We were due new neighbours
weren't we Declan?
- Hi, I'm Declan Dearg.
- Declan, pleasure.
- Gwinn.
- Gwinn.
Erm, I think our kids
met earlier in the week.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Wrecked my shed too.
- Hey it's alright.
I'm still trying to toughen
this one up though, you know?
No hard feelings, right?
- Oh.
- No
- Kay.
Where have you been?
- Sorry, dad.
I just needed some fresh air.
- You just kind of go around
disappearing like that.
- You beat that poor boy.
Such a nasty thing for a girl to
do.
What does that say about you?
Let alone what it says about our
family.
And you ruined his shed.
You'd be lucky if a boy like
that took interest in you
and you go around beating them
up.
- You haven't got the full
story.
He tackled me from behind.
- You can't run around blame
free, Kay.
There are consequences for your
actions.
- You're right.
I'm sorry.
- Words, that's all that is.
- Gwinny.
- No, she needs to knows
what a right mess she's made.
You were such a good baby.
What happened?
You're going to make
things right with that boy.
You'd be lucky if he paid
you any mind after all this,
but you are sure going to try.
Give it.
- He would have wanted-
- No, I won't hear that.
Why must you insist on
reminding me constantly?
- You're all right, dear.
We're all right.
Why don't you go upstairs and
lie down
and I'll bring you up a nice cup
of tea.
It's been so hard on your
mother.
- It's been hard on all of us.
- Still.
You have to show her some
understanding.
- I don't mean to upset her.
- Then why must you?
Make nice with that boy.
Fix the shed.
- You're a Dearg
and you don't take shit.
Say it.
- I'm a Dearg
and we don't take shit.
- Say it again!
- I'm a Dearg
and we don't take shit.
- Say it again.
- I'm a Dearg
and we don't take shit!
- Oi.
- Fuckin' thing.
- It's your mess.
- It's your shed.
It'll be your hole.
- What kind of bloke doesn't
know how to patch a hole?
- The same "bloke" that beats
your ass.
So you're just gonna lets me
fuck this up?
- Not gonna do this all for you.
- Fucking brute.
Here, you pull out the rotten
ones,
I'll get the new ones.
- No, thanks.
- Right.
Just trying to protect those
dainty hands.
- Fuck off.
- It's a joke.
Relax.
Egan.
- Kieran.
- Do you remember that little
play you put on for me,
for my 35th birthday?
What, you must have been seven
or eight?
- Me mam put me up to that.
- I think I distinctly remember
you having a good time.
- You're mistaken.
- Come on.
Come with me.
Do you believe in God, Kay?
- Yes.
- Do you believe his creations
made in his divine image
are holy and perfect?
- Mrs. O'Leary's daughter was
born blind.
- So, the world is unfair.
You're going to use that
to deflect responsibility
for your own actions.
We all have our demons Kay.
After my brother died, I
felt lost just as you do.
- He has nothing to do with
this.
- With what?
- With anything.
- It's perfectly normal for you
to feel,
you have to fill the void of his
presence.
- You have no idea what
you're talking about.
Do you?
You know, just because you
were born exactly in accordance
to Catholic standard,
doesn't make you better than
anyone.
It just makes you privileged.
- I know you're hurt
more than you think I do.
Just because I was strong enough
to face my demons, head on.
A coward, like you,
will never have the strength to
be a man.
- Batted away by
O'Dudden.
Sent to the left corner back.
Now back down the pitch,
Aberdine with it.
Goalie on the attack,
Limerick with the pull
and Doughtrey is down.
Limerick is arguing with the
referees and it looks like-
- There.
- Looks good.
- On the outside yeah,
but still got fixing inside.
- You like fixing stuff?
- Need to, more than like to.
Trying to make this a studio
space for my paintings.
- Paintings?
- Yeah.
What's it to you?
Never met a painting puff
before?
- Uh, no, it's not that, uh
it's
just.
- You're weird.
- You are.
- Don't get your panties in a
twist.
Wanna see some of them?
- Yeah.
- Come on.
- It's not much, but it is what
it is.
Let's see
Oh huh.
I finished this one right before
we left.
Sort of a political statement.
- Yeah.
- I like this one a lot.
- What is it?
- Um, it's abstract.
Here.
It could be whatever you need
really.
Um.
- What's that one?
- Oh yeah.
Well, it was a beautiful
landscape painting but,
I was pissed off and the
beauty pissed me off,
so I punched a hole in it.
Makes a good statement piece
though.
Don't you think?
- I don't think you should go.
- Why not?
- I'd miss you.
- Fuckin' hell.
How was that?
- What do
you think your intentions
are at this point?
- Billy is torn.
- Don't talk
about your character
in the third person.
It'll just distance
you from understanding.
Why are you torn?
- I don't know.
- Put yourself in his shoes.
- How could I?
- Can you not understand, or
sympathize with the feelings?
- I don't know.
- You don't know?
- Yeah.
- Alright, everybody take five,
Patrick, thank you.
Come here.
Alright.
What's going on?
- I told you it'd be difficult.
- Well, what's the hangup?
- I,
don't, know.
- Alright.
Well then let's call it a day.
- Alright.
- Yeah?
Come ready for rehearsal on
Monday.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- This was my brothers.
I thought you'd like it.
- Won't he miss it?
- Don't think so.
- That's quite cute of you.
Suppose you wanna help with the
rest?
- Just thought you'd like it.
- I'd like the help.
- Alright.
Are we painting all the walls?
- Erm, no, we'll make
sort of an accent wall.
- A what wall?
- An accent wall.
Three are the same, one's
different.
I like that sort of stuff.
- Why would anyone in
the right mind move here?
- What made you think my
dad's in his right mind?
Your brother sounds cool.
You should bring him around
sometime?
- What?
I'm not good enough?
- That's exactly what I'm
saying.
C'mon.
- What are we doing here?
- You never come here?
- I mean, I came with my
parents,
when I was younger.
- It's beautiful.
- Bet it was more beautiful
a few hundred years
ago when it was intact.
- Nah, I like it like this.
- Gwinn, I knocked at the
door, but no one answered.
So I figured I'd come around.
I was just stopping by to return
this.
- Why don't you come inside?
Have a cup of tea.
- I didn't realize you worked
the land.
- Oh, just a bit of gardening.
- Sean said, Kay wasn't at the
debs.
- Oh, she was so busy with
the college preparations.
- Of course.
It's quite the task, watching
them grow up
and become their own person.
- How do you mean?
- You know.
You have all these ideas in your
head
since they were babies,
of who they're going to be
and then when they grow up.
- I was about to go wash up.
- No it's all right.
Did you finish the shed?
- Not yet.
I have to go back tomorrow and
finish off.
- Come sit.
I know things have been
difficult around here lately.
I've got something for you.
You'll be wearing this to the
dinner
with our new neighbours.
You'll look so good.
- Do you really have to
have them for dinner?
- I'm not going to carry on
being the talk of the town Kay.
Now, you'll be wearing this
and you will be nice to that
boy.
- He's a prick.
- Your dad was a prick
until our third date.
That's how boys express their
feelings.
- Oh yeah.
Because you and dad are the
prime example
of a successful relationship.
- You know it.
- 'Course I do.
- 'Course I do
Of course I do.
- Bullocks.
Do you like what you see?
- What?
No.
What's that from?
- Me dad gets super
homophobic when he's drunk.
- Oh.
- It's fine, I provoke it.
Anyway.
Michael Caffrey, love him.
- Yeah.
- How'd your parents take it?
- Take what?
- Yous being a puff.
- I'm not a puff.
- Sure.
- Do you want me to beat your
arse again?
- You'd like that wouldn't you?
Puff.
- You're looking good up there
Kieran.
- You think?
- Maybe you should give
up acting for ballet.
- What's up Finn?
- What?
- What do you mean, what?
- I just don't really
think you need anyone else
blowing up your head, that's
all.
- He's just jealous, he's
ensemble.
- How come Ms. Doyle never
actually corrects you?
- What are you getting at?
- Here, don't mind him, I'll
talk to him.
- Yeah.
- Where are they going?
Did they find out your big
secret?
- You're a fucking twat, you
know that?
- Come on.
You're really gonna be that
sensitive?
- I'm just, I'm not in the mood.
Okay?
- K...
- Why are you reading that?
- I am,
trying to find a good monologue.
- You act?
- No, I mean,
it's what I want to do.
- Sometimes I think I know
nothing about you Kieran.
Don't be so coy.
Have some pride in who you are.
- It's whatever.
- Let me see what you got.
- I haven't really got anything
yet.
- How about this?
- I really, haven't prepared,
anything.
- You've been watching
me paint all morning.
Let me see what you got.
Come on, get up.
Up, up, up.
- Alright,
alright.
Don't um,
don't expect much.
- On with it.
- Okay.
He told us we ought to
think of Jesus as our buddy.
He said he talked to Jesus all
the time.
Even when he was driving
his car, that cracked me up.
I could see that big, phony
bastard
shifting into first gear asking
Jesus
to send him a few more stiffs.
What?
- Nothing.
- What's wrong with it?
- Nothing.
Why'd you pick that one?
- I don't know.
He's tough.
I like the way he's tough.
- Well, I feel like it's more of
a satire,
besides there are way better
parts.
What about this?
I was sitting there on that wash
bowl
and I got bored, so I hopped
down
and stepped back a few feet
and start doing this tap dance,
just for-
- I didn't criticize your
painting.
Did I?
And guess what?
Not everything has to be
as as feckin' queer as you.
- I'm sorry.
- No.
No.
I'm sorry.
Okay?
I'm stressed.
- It's alright.
- Let's go into Dublin tonight.
- What about dinner?
- Screw dinner.
My parents are...
My parents are rotten and
they'll ruin everything.
Please Egan, please,
please, let's just go to Dublin
and have a good time instead.
- Come on.
Let's go, before my dad
realizes,
me mom's earrings he keeps are
gone.
- What are you wearing?
- What are you wearing?
- Kieran.
- What, Finn?
- Oh, what do you not talk
to your friends anymore?
Is that it?
- Piss off, you're drunk.
- Are you for...
Hold on, man, what,
what is this?
Oh, I actually just knew you
were full of shit, you know?
Yeah, I even said it to Braiden.
- Yeah.
- No actually forget Braiden.
Wait till...
You know, wait till
Charlotte hears about this.
I don't think-
- Kieran.
♪ Let's go back to having fun ♪
- Who was that?
- Can we not?
Alright, alright.
He
is just a lad that I know.
- From where?
- Acting group.
- Get out.
- If we're being completely
honest,
I have something else to get off
my chest.
- What is it?
- I'm playing Billy Elliot in my
theatres.
production of Billy Elliot.
- No, you're not.
- I swear.
- You're so hot Kieran.
I want you.
- We're in an alley.
- Oh, come off it.
That's even hotter.
- Let's um, get a hotel,
this weekend.
- You're such a tease.
- Four.
One, two,
three, four,
five, six.
Now take his hand.
Seven, Eight, nine, 10.
One, two,
three,
no, no Kieran.
One more beat until two of you
fall to the ground together,
with the crescendo.
Yeah?
- I know.
I need to catch my breath.
- Alright everybody, take five.
- I heard he's
been cheating on her since
they started dating.
- I wonder
how Charlotte feels?
- Piss off!
- Kay.
- Don't call me that.
- Why not?
Don't everyone know the you're a
liar?
- I'm not a liar.
- And a cheat.
- Why do you care?
- It's too much drama.
It's too much drama.
Anyways, the lies were
plaguing my conscience,
so, I've come clean.
- Everyone will know that you're
a lezzy.
- He
I mean, she,
lied to me this whole time.
I can't believe it.
How could somebody do that?
- What are you doing here?
- Kieran.
I was waiting for you at the
shed
and ye never showed up. Come on.
Let's go.
- I can't go out anymore.
- You know you want this.
- Egan shut up.
- Please, please.
Please, please,
please, please please.
- Shut up.
- Please, please, please.
Kieran please.
- Ugh
- Please.
- Egan stop.
Stop.
Shut up Egan.
Go.
Stop.
You can't come around here.
- Come on.
Come on.
- Leave.
- What's wrong baby?
- I said, leave.
- I'm not just gonna leave.
We don't gotta do nothin'.
Jus' want to be with you.
- Well I don't want to be with
you.
- What?
- I don't give a shite about
you.
Leave Egan.
Don't.
- What's wrong?
- Go.
- No.
- Go!
I'm ready.
- Oh Kay.
Isn't this great?
I'm serious.
Declan, take a picture of us
girls.
I'd love to show Elizabeth and
the ladies.
- Alright.
One, two,
three
- Alastar?
- Whoa!
That's what I'm talking about!
- That'll would be so
nice.
Take your shirt off.
♪ And it's no nay never ♪
♪ No nay never no more ♪
- Alastar.
♪ Will I play the wild rover ♪
- Alastar.
♪ No never no more ♪
Alastar!
- Take your shirt off.
What have you done?
What are we going to do?
Declan.
Declan!
- I can't do it.
- She just misses you.
- I haven't gone anywhere.
I'm still me.
- We can't be so selfish
with our own grief.
She was his mother.
- Should have been me.
It should have been me.
- We have to stick together,
as a family,
for her sake.
- What she wants doesn't exist.
She wishes it was me too.
- No.
No, that's not true.
- I'll never be what she wants.
No matter how hard that I try.
- She loves you.
- She loves her idea of me.
- Kay.
- You know it.
- What about me?
Please.
I can't lose you.
- Oi painting boy.
Painting's looking really nice.
- So you're allowed to
meddle in my things,
but not me in yours.
- Egan, I'm sorry.
- I don't know you Kieran.
- What?
Come on, course you do.
I said,
I'm sorry.
Shall I compare the
thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely
and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake
the darling buds of May.
And summer's lease hath
all too short a date.
Every fair from fair sometime
decline,
either by chance or by
nature's changing course.
But thy eternal summer,
shall not fade.
- You know, you're officially
a bigger puff than me.
It can't be like this Kieran.
- I know.
- I want to help you.
- But I've been where you
are and I can't go back.
- I don't want to do that, okay?
I won't.
- Promise.
- Promise.
- Oh, sorry.
Cross.
You know, I bet your
mom's acting this way,
because she'd be sad if you
left.
- When I leave.
Acting school or not,
I can't stay here.
- Right?
When you leave, I'm sure she'll
miss you.
- I honestly don't care.
You know, if I'm lucky,
I'll forget about this
whole bleedin' island.
Easy there killer.
- What do you care?
- Come on.
- Tell me something I
don't know about you.
- Ummm.
I don't know.
- There has to be something.
- You know more about me than
anyone.
- So I know everything?
- I don't know everything about
you.
Isn't a little mystery the
point?
- The point of what?
- I don't know.
Dating.
- Oh, so we're dating now.
- I just meant that we're clear-
- What if I went with you?
- To London?
- Yeah I mean,
there's nothing for me here and
I got people for help us out
there.
- Oh, oh, okay.
You, got people.
Yeah.
- You're serious?
- You're not?
What's so bloody important
about here anyway?
- You.
- Alright
folks, that's it for today.
And now show was up in one week,
alright?
So if you're not off book by
now,
God help me.
And next months rent. God. Oh!
Ummm... uh,
And don't forget your
tickets on the way out,
before you leave.
Collect them at the front,
alright?
Yeah.
Bye.
Mr. Dearg,
we missed you at rehearsals
today.
- I had a family emergency.
I should have called, but,
yeah.
- Yesterday too?
Your stand in sucks anyway.
- It won't happen again.
- Do you know who my
greatest inspiration is?
- Who?
- Him.
He always rises.
Even though every day he falls.
- Yeah, until he explodes
and brings us all to a fiery
death.
- Well, if that's all you're
anticipating,
then he's already killed you.
We can only try our best, right?
- Right.
- Right.
Then I will see you tomorrow
for dress rehearsal.
Right?
- Right.
- Oh and Kieran don't forget
your tickets to opening night.
- Do you think I could get one
more?
- Yeah, no problem.
- Thanks Ms. Doyle.
- Never anticipate the fall
Kieran,
'cause it'll only make the
rising that much shorter.
- Oh, you're definitely
stabbing me harder now.
- No, I'm not.
- Yes you are.
Are you enjoying this?
- Maybe.
You bleeding sadist.
- Hold still, ya big baby.
I'm almost done.
There.
Now we're matching.
- I have something for you.
- Oh yeah?
- It's not much.
Just a peace offering.
It's a shite production really,
so you don't have to come.
- Kieran, I'm coming.
I honestly thought I was already
invited,
so it's a bit of an insult.
- Well, don't go ruining a nice
moment.
I've been meaning to tell you
something.
- Yeah.
- I'm not a really good singer.
So don't expect much.
- Come off it.
- Do you ever think about how
crazy it is
that no matter where we are on
this earth,
we're all on the same sky.
- But in Australia it's night
time.
- Don't be a dick.
I mean, we all look at the same
moon
and our days are lit by the same
sun.
- I never really thought about
it.
- When me mom left,
I used to look up at the sky
and wonder if she was looking
too.
Oi, wait up.
Kieran.
Kieran.
- Egan please.
- What the-
- Egan.
- What the fuck Kieran.
I knew-
I fucking knew, don't fucking
touch me.
- Please.
I'm sorry.
See this is why I didn't fucking
tell you.
I knew you'd fucking react this
way.
- No, you do not get to put this
on me.
I fucking trusted you.
You didn't let me in.
- Don't you think, I
wish I wasn't like this?
- It's got nothing to do
with the way you are Kieran.
- What?
What?
- You're a selfish piece of shit
Kieran.
- Oh, that's easy for you to
say.
That's easy for fucking you to
say.
If I was born, like you,
I wouldn't have to deal with any
of this.
- Everyone's shit is fucked
Kieran.
But when you put that
shit on someone else,
it's all you.
We were gonna go to London
together.
- We still can.
- What are you going to do?
Never take your shirt off?
Did you even..?
- Please Egan.
Please.
- I loved you.
I love you, Egan.
I love you.
Egan I love you.
Egan, please.
Fuck.
Hey.
I'm sorry that I hit you.
It was fucked up.
I understand, if you can't
forgive me,
I don't really deserve it
anyway,
but for what it's worth,
I think that you would've made
a better Billy than me.
- Break a leg.
- Yeah.
You were wrong about me.
I don't deserve this part.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's not a matter of deserving.
You got this part because of who
you are.
- If you knew half the
shite that I've done.
- Who you are, has nothing
to do with what you've done.
Look, there's always gonna be
bad things.
They're always gonna happen
and life of course, yes,
it's gonna have its
difficulties.
But listen to me.
The measure of a true man,
is in how he chooses to react
and how he learns from his
mistakes.
And then if he grows, despite
them.
- But that time all I've run
everyone off.
- Seeking validation from
others,
without coming from yourself
first
is dangerous Kieran.
Now look darling.
I'm not gonna sugar coat it
and tell you that it gets any
easier,
because it doesn't.
But, we get better and handling
it.
- I don't think I can do it.
- We can't control what
anyone else does, okay?
We only have control over our
actions.
So, we certainly can let
the actions of others
control what we do.
Look.
Darling, the world has
dealt you your cards
and now it's only up to you and
how you are gonna play them.
- Are you a balletomane, Mr.
Elliot?
- I beg your pardon?
- Are you a fan of the ballet?
- Well, I wouldn't exactly say
I was an expert, or anything.
- Well, you do realize that our
students
are expected to attain the
highest standard of work?
Not only in ballet,
but also in their ordinary
academic work.
In order for a child to succeed,
they must have the 100%
support of their family.
Now you are 100% behind Billy
are you not?
- Well,
yes, of course.
- Hey.
You know, when you see a kid
who's
so unabashedly themselves?
Pressure to fit in, hasn't
hasn't caught up with them yet.
I haven't been myself in a long
time.
I wake up every morning,
wishing I was someone else
and then I dress up
and pretend to be someone else
that,
I'm not.
I'm still chasing that kid
and,
he's in there, somewhere.
Between Kay
and Kieran.
- I still love you.
- I love you.
You mean so much to me.
I don't want to ever hurt you
again,
but, I can't promise
that to you right now.
- This is for you.
It's called a "A Dark Boy".
Actually,
now that I'm looking at this
light,
I think it needs one more thing.
Will you hold it up for me?
Flip it the other way
and as far away from your
face as you can, right?
Right, one last thing
and,
there,
much better.
- Feeling nervous?
- Anxious,
to get on with it.
- Well, don't forget me
when you're rich and famous.
What?
- I haven't even gotten
in yet.
- You're a shoe in.
- I'll see.
Here.
- Thank you.
- He'd be very proud of
you.
- Fucking sucks
that he's not here.
- You know what?
It really does fucking suck.
- That selfish arsehole
should have just listened to me.
- Well, you know what he
was like.
- Yeah.
- Remember the time we
were building the stone wall
and he refused to wear
the steel capped boots
and the third stone he was
carrying dropped it right-
- Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh
- Hi.
I'm Julian.
- Kieran.
- Is it your first time
auditioning?
- Yeah.
- I could tell, I auditioned
for the first time last year
and I was shaking exactly like
you.
- Is it that's obvious?
- Yeah.
But don't worry, it's not that
bad.
They're all bit stuffy in there,
but they let you down easy.
- Ms. Henley you're up.
And Ms. Dearg you're next.
- Actually, it's Mr. Dearg.
- I am so sorry, I will
get that fixed immediately.
- I guess prestige doesn't
include proper record keeping.
After this, I'm meeting
up with a couple of pals,
a few blocks over at the pub.
You should join us.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, totally.
They'd love to meet you and
we could show you around.
- I would love that, yeah.
- Mr. Dearg they're ready for
you.
- Kieran Dearg is it?
- Yes.
- You're from Dublin?
- About an hour out.
- Not too bad of a
flight then?
- No, not bad at all.
- So,
Kieran.
What do you have prepared for us
today?
- The Son's Funeral monologue
from
"Metaphor of a Metamorphosis".
- Alright.
Whenever you're ready.
- I'm honored to speak here
today
and to celebrate the life of,
I'm honored to be free.
I'm honored because her death
is my permission to heal.
She spent my whole life
trying to convince me
that I needed her, but
it was she who needed me.
And the fact that she abandons
me
the time when I need her most
is,
it's fitting.
After I stuck around for all
these years.
It's fitting.
When a bird is freed from its
cage,
the constraints linger.
Most people can't tell but,
a watchful eye can see,
when a free bird has just
learned to fly.
♪ You look just like her ♪
♪ And sometimes when we talk ♪
♪ I pretend she's standing right
there ♪
♪ And in your face ♪
♪ Reminders of grace ♪
♪ As much a part ♪
♪ Of who you are ♪
♪ When you have a secret ♪
♪ Who do you tell? ♪
♪ Cos she was our confidant ♪
♪ Now that's she gone ♪
♪ Who can we count on? ♪
♪ Don't be afraid ♪
♪ I know you well ♪
♪ Please know there's parts of
me ♪
♪ That I have never said
outloud ♪
♪ But you know them quietly ♪
♪ And I hope that someday ♪
♪ You'll be proud of me ♪
♪ In the evenings you become
mine ♪
♪ At least for another
week I'm by your side ♪
♪ Restless silence ♪
♪ What's on your mind ♪
♪ Let me understand just who you
were ♪
♪ Before I'm gone ♪
♪ I turn toward you ♪
♪ Let me inside ♪
♪ Tell me all the things I never
knew ♪
♪ You had to hide ♪
♪ For tomorrow I'll become a man♪
♪ Away from your eyes ♪
♪ You carry my suitcase ♪
♪ You tell me I'll be late ♪
♪ But I have a visit to pay ♪
♪ Tears in your eyes ♪
♪ You start to confide ♪
♪ But I can't hear you from
inside ♪
♪ What did you have ♪
♪ To say ♪
- Yeah.
- No.
- Yeah.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yeah.
- All right, everybody.
What tactics did Charlotte
use to be able to achieve
her goal in the scene?
- She
made him uncomfortable
by lifting up his shirt.
- Yes.
She gained power in the scene
by making him feel uncomfortable
enough
to give up the chair.
But, she tried a variety
of different tactics
in order to get what she wanted,
which is what we should be doing
in every scene that we read.
Thank you Kieran.
Thank you Charlotte.
Now, I'm sure you're all very
anxious
to know what this season's
production is going to be.
We are going to be
putting on Billy Elliot,
Fin, home time.
- Do you want them to know?
- Do you ever wonder what people
would say at your funeral?
- No. I don't think I want to
know.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Probably be a bunch of bullshit.
- Well, I want a front
row seat to my funeral.
- Of course you would.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- I'm teasing.
- You're not, I don't care.
I wanna hear what they have
to say, even if it was all
bullshit.
- I'd rather rest in peace.
- You wouldn't even wanna
hear what I would have to say?
- Well, why don't you tell
me now, while I'm alive?
- No.
No, you're just gonna have to
wait.
- Till I'm dead?
- Mhm
Hm?
- Hm?
- Hm?
- What time is it?
- 6:47.
- I gotta go.
- Okay, let me drive you home.
- No.
- Come on, don't be an idiot.
- Oh, guess I'm an idiot.
- Ladies.
- We were just obsessing
over your brown bread
from last week's book club.
- Well, I could give you the
recipe,
but then I'd have to kill you.
Come here.
Did you hear about Bridgette?
- Oh yes, such a shame.
- I heard she left him,
coz he shacked up with
some hussy from Dublin.
- She didn't have to go and
leave him.
- I dunno.
- We all have tough shite to
deal with.
- Well, it's not setting a
very good precedent for us.
That's all.
- How's Kay doing with
her CAO submissions?
- She's got a few she's looking
at.
- She's such a special girl.
I'm sure she'll end up in the
right place.
- Hey K.
- Don't call me that.
- Sorry man, my bad.
- What's up Finn?
- Yeah, not much.
I kind of just was
wondering if we could talk?
- Okay.
- Well seeing as how you always
get,
usually get the best parts,
I just thought that maybe I
could get
like a little bit of advice off
you.
- Listen mate, I've gotta go.
- All right, yeah, no worries,
man.
Hey, maybe we can like get a
coffee
before audition sometime or..?
- Yeah, sure.
- Alright, cool.
I'll see you.
- Mams got the dinner nearly
ready.
- Hope she didn't make
her brown bread again.
- I'll be in in a sec.
- Need any help?
- No, I'll be fine.
- Okay.
- Now.
For what we are about to
receive,
may we be truly thankful.
Amen.
- So, ready for your
last day of school, Kay?
- Meats a bit dry.
- Just in time too.
I could do with your help.
I think the minxes are back
again.
Could be a bit of a frenzy.
Alastar slacked off fixing the
holes
in the hen house last season.
- I saw Elizabeth down in the
shop.
She says, Sean needs a date for
the debs.
And it's perfect.
You're looking so much better.
Now that her hair has grown out
a bit.
- I have auditions.
- Her hair is looking nice,
don't you think Declan?
- Is that the same Sean
who was caught running
naked down the street
last week after a few too many
pints?
- Let's not pretend you haven't
made
a bigger fool of yourself.
- Meat's good.
Come in.
- Good time?
I was thinking about
those damn minxes again.
Remember the time Alastar
thought one of them was the cat
and spent hours trying to catch
it?
- He even got up that tree.
It's late.
- I'll give you a lift
to school tomorrow, okay?
- No, you're all right.
- Come on.
It's your last day.
All right.
I get the message.
- What did they say about the
lads in England? They're uh...
They're quite fit.
- They can't be that different.
- Literally any variation
of the translucent eejits,
beats the plague of pink dick
that Ireland faces.
- Pink dick?
- Yeah, pink dick.
I thought Sean would be
different because you know,
he tans during the summer kind
of,
but couldn't have been more
wrong.
- Wait, you and Sean?
- Yeah, I rode him last week.
Remember?
You coming?
- Oh, I'll catch up.
Dad?
Mam?
- How many times have I-
Fuck, fuck, fuck-
- Mam.
Mam it-
Mam, it's not what it looks
like, okay?
Mam, mam, please.
- Declan!
Declan!
It's gone too far.
- Mam.
Ahhh!
- Oi!
I have to practice my audition.
- Come on.
- No, I'm serious.
- Kieran.
Kieran.
- Do you have any idea what
we've been going through?
We've been attacked.
We've been fined.
We've been arrested.
The last thing that we need is
some
fuckin' do gooder
pissing about our family.
Putting ridiculous ideas into
our heads.
Ballet.
What are you trying to do m-
Was it my intonation?
- I would really like
you to read for Billy.
- I would like to
support my peers for once
instead of leading them.
- Oh, come on.
- Why don't we give Finn a shot?
- Lookit.
There are enough parts
for everyone to go around
and since when are you worried
about who gets, what part?
- Since I realized that in the
real world,
it doesn't always work like
this.
- Like what, Mr. Dearg?
- Like, I won't be
getting the lead always.
- Look, you're looking to
go to drama school, right?
- That's exactly why I want to
play Tony.
He'd explore my range.
- And Billy wouldn't?
- I don't wanna play Billy
because,
he and I are too similar.
- Lookit, I really think-
- Let me try again.
- All right.
- Okay.
Do you have any idea
we've been going through?
We've been attacked.
We've been fined.
We've been arrested.
- You are just being angry
for the sake of being angry.
Yes, Tony, he is prideful to a
fault,
but it's because he's been
formed
in a very demanding environment
and his masculinity is just a
facade.
- I know all that.
- Look, I really want
you to read for Billy.
- And I really think that Tony-
- Kieran.
You are one of my best students
and I would be doing you a
disservice,
if I did not insist that you at
least try.
Please.
- All right.
- I actually just now she has me
locked in
as like supporting character or
something.
- Prove her wrong then.
If you want the lead you
have to walk like a lead,
your shoulders are perpetually
hunched.
- No, they're not.
- Are too.
Hey look how Kieran does it.
Kieran.
Show Finn here what it looks
like
to walk like a leading man.
- You look like a prick.
- Ah, but a leading prick.
- He thinks Ms. Doyle
doesn't see him as a lead.
- Prove her wrong then.
- Kay.
We're just here to help.
- This isn't necessary.
- Kay.
- You have it wrong.
- It's all right, Kay.
- It's not all right.
It goes against God.
- Your mother is right, Kay.
Can you please come down here
and join us?
Whatever you have cooking
in there smells amazing.
I remember it was a three
Christmases ago.
I was over and you made a goose.
- It was two Christmases ago,
father.
- Kay.
Your hair has grown back nicely.
Kay, what your mother saw-
- She didn't see anything.
- Lies fester, Kay.
- I'm not lying.
- And the most dangerous lies
are the ones we tell ourselves.
- We only want what's best for
you.
- I'm fine.
- Denial is typical.
Now, with that being said,
the first step we need to take
is to dispose of the object.
- I don't have it.
- You wouldn't mind if we
searched your room then?
- No.
I mean,
no, all right,
I'll get it.
- If we are too forceful,
she will retaliate.
We have to let her think this is
her idea,
or else she will never
truly come to her senses.
- Well, I'll put the kettle on.
- We need to talk about penance.
- Hurling isn't
the same since they
made the helmets compulsory.
- It's the same game
just a lot less broken noses.
- Well, that's exactly my point.
Why are we keeping our boys
from getting roughed up?
Broken bones, build character.
Dec gets it.
You were the best character
builder on the hurling pitch,
weren't ya Dec?
How many noses did you
break back in the day?
- Too many to count.
- Exactly.
Ah, Jesus Christ.
- Quinn came home last
night with eye makeup on.
He said it was nothing, his pals
were just messing around.
- You gotta beat that out of
him, before it goes too far.
- Well, I dunno about that.
What do you think Dec?
- I don't know.
I'm sure,
it's probably just a phase.
- Bullocks.
- Wives submit
yourselves to your own husbands
as to the Lord, where the
husband is head of the wife.
As Christ is head of the church
and he is the saviour of the
body.
Therefore,
just as the church is subject to
Christ.
So let the wives be to their own
husbands
in everything.
In the name of the father
and the son
and the holy spirit.
Amen.
Thank you all for being here
today.
But before we call it a Sunday,
it's to my understanding,
there's a new family in
the community from England.
Would everyone please join me
in welcoming Connor,
Keith and his son Egan.
- Let's introduce ourselves.
- Where did Kay go?
- Hey, how you doing?
- Nice to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you.
Hey.
- Lovely meeting you, finally.
We were due new neighbours
weren't we Declan?
- Hi, I'm Declan Dearg.
- Declan, pleasure.
- Gwinn.
- Gwinn.
Erm, I think our kids
met earlier in the week.
- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- Wrecked my shed too.
- Hey it's alright.
I'm still trying to toughen
this one up though, you know?
No hard feelings, right?
- Oh.
- No
- Kay.
Where have you been?
- Sorry, dad.
I just needed some fresh air.
- You just kind of go around
disappearing like that.
- You beat that poor boy.
Such a nasty thing for a girl to
do.
What does that say about you?
Let alone what it says about our
family.
And you ruined his shed.
You'd be lucky if a boy like
that took interest in you
and you go around beating them
up.
- You haven't got the full
story.
He tackled me from behind.
- You can't run around blame
free, Kay.
There are consequences for your
actions.
- You're right.
I'm sorry.
- Words, that's all that is.
- Gwinny.
- No, she needs to knows
what a right mess she's made.
You were such a good baby.
What happened?
You're going to make
things right with that boy.
You'd be lucky if he paid
you any mind after all this,
but you are sure going to try.
Give it.
- He would have wanted-
- No, I won't hear that.
Why must you insist on
reminding me constantly?
- You're all right, dear.
We're all right.
Why don't you go upstairs and
lie down
and I'll bring you up a nice cup
of tea.
It's been so hard on your
mother.
- It's been hard on all of us.
- Still.
You have to show her some
understanding.
- I don't mean to upset her.
- Then why must you?
Make nice with that boy.
Fix the shed.
- You're a Dearg
and you don't take shit.
Say it.
- I'm a Dearg
and we don't take shit.
- Say it again!
- I'm a Dearg
and we don't take shit.
- Say it again.
- I'm a Dearg
and we don't take shit!
- Oi.
- Fuckin' thing.
- It's your mess.
- It's your shed.
It'll be your hole.
- What kind of bloke doesn't
know how to patch a hole?
- The same "bloke" that beats
your ass.
So you're just gonna lets me
fuck this up?
- Not gonna do this all for you.
- Fucking brute.
Here, you pull out the rotten
ones,
I'll get the new ones.
- No, thanks.
- Right.
Just trying to protect those
dainty hands.
- Fuck off.
- It's a joke.
Relax.
Egan.
- Kieran.
- Do you remember that little
play you put on for me,
for my 35th birthday?
What, you must have been seven
or eight?
- Me mam put me up to that.
- I think I distinctly remember
you having a good time.
- You're mistaken.
- Come on.
Come with me.
Do you believe in God, Kay?
- Yes.
- Do you believe his creations
made in his divine image
are holy and perfect?
- Mrs. O'Leary's daughter was
born blind.
- So, the world is unfair.
You're going to use that
to deflect responsibility
for your own actions.
We all have our demons Kay.
After my brother died, I
felt lost just as you do.
- He has nothing to do with
this.
- With what?
- With anything.
- It's perfectly normal for you
to feel,
you have to fill the void of his
presence.
- You have no idea what
you're talking about.
Do you?
You know, just because you
were born exactly in accordance
to Catholic standard,
doesn't make you better than
anyone.
It just makes you privileged.
- I know you're hurt
more than you think I do.
Just because I was strong enough
to face my demons, head on.
A coward, like you,
will never have the strength to
be a man.
- Batted away by
O'Dudden.
Sent to the left corner back.
Now back down the pitch,
Aberdine with it.
Goalie on the attack,
Limerick with the pull
and Doughtrey is down.
Limerick is arguing with the
referees and it looks like-
- There.
- Looks good.
- On the outside yeah,
but still got fixing inside.
- You like fixing stuff?
- Need to, more than like to.
Trying to make this a studio
space for my paintings.
- Paintings?
- Yeah.
What's it to you?
Never met a painting puff
before?
- Uh, no, it's not that, uh
it's
just.
- You're weird.
- You are.
- Don't get your panties in a
twist.
Wanna see some of them?
- Yeah.
- Come on.
- It's not much, but it is what
it is.
Let's see
Oh huh.
I finished this one right before
we left.
Sort of a political statement.
- Yeah.
- I like this one a lot.
- What is it?
- Um, it's abstract.
Here.
It could be whatever you need
really.
Um.
- What's that one?
- Oh yeah.
Well, it was a beautiful
landscape painting but,
I was pissed off and the
beauty pissed me off,
so I punched a hole in it.
Makes a good statement piece
though.
Don't you think?
- I don't think you should go.
- Why not?
- I'd miss you.
- Fuckin' hell.
How was that?
- What do
you think your intentions
are at this point?
- Billy is torn.
- Don't talk
about your character
in the third person.
It'll just distance
you from understanding.
Why are you torn?
- I don't know.
- Put yourself in his shoes.
- How could I?
- Can you not understand, or
sympathize with the feelings?
- I don't know.
- You don't know?
- Yeah.
- Alright, everybody take five,
Patrick, thank you.
Come here.
Alright.
What's going on?
- I told you it'd be difficult.
- Well, what's the hangup?
- I,
don't, know.
- Alright.
Well then let's call it a day.
- Alright.
- Yeah?
Come ready for rehearsal on
Monday.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
- This was my brothers.
I thought you'd like it.
- Won't he miss it?
- Don't think so.
- That's quite cute of you.
Suppose you wanna help with the
rest?
- Just thought you'd like it.
- I'd like the help.
- Alright.
Are we painting all the walls?
- Erm, no, we'll make
sort of an accent wall.
- A what wall?
- An accent wall.
Three are the same, one's
different.
I like that sort of stuff.
- Why would anyone in
the right mind move here?
- What made you think my
dad's in his right mind?
Your brother sounds cool.
You should bring him around
sometime?
- What?
I'm not good enough?
- That's exactly what I'm
saying.
C'mon.
- What are we doing here?
- You never come here?
- I mean, I came with my
parents,
when I was younger.
- It's beautiful.
- Bet it was more beautiful
a few hundred years
ago when it was intact.
- Nah, I like it like this.
- Gwinn, I knocked at the
door, but no one answered.
So I figured I'd come around.
I was just stopping by to return
this.
- Why don't you come inside?
Have a cup of tea.
- I didn't realize you worked
the land.
- Oh, just a bit of gardening.
- Sean said, Kay wasn't at the
debs.
- Oh, she was so busy with
the college preparations.
- Of course.
It's quite the task, watching
them grow up
and become their own person.
- How do you mean?
- You know.
You have all these ideas in your
head
since they were babies,
of who they're going to be
and then when they grow up.
- I was about to go wash up.
- No it's all right.
Did you finish the shed?
- Not yet.
I have to go back tomorrow and
finish off.
- Come sit.
I know things have been
difficult around here lately.
I've got something for you.
You'll be wearing this to the
dinner
with our new neighbours.
You'll look so good.
- Do you really have to
have them for dinner?
- I'm not going to carry on
being the talk of the town Kay.
Now, you'll be wearing this
and you will be nice to that
boy.
- He's a prick.
- Your dad was a prick
until our third date.
That's how boys express their
feelings.
- Oh yeah.
Because you and dad are the
prime example
of a successful relationship.
- You know it.
- 'Course I do.
- 'Course I do
Of course I do.
- Bullocks.
Do you like what you see?
- What?
No.
What's that from?
- Me dad gets super
homophobic when he's drunk.
- Oh.
- It's fine, I provoke it.
Anyway.
Michael Caffrey, love him.
- Yeah.
- How'd your parents take it?
- Take what?
- Yous being a puff.
- I'm not a puff.
- Sure.
- Do you want me to beat your
arse again?
- You'd like that wouldn't you?
Puff.
- You're looking good up there
Kieran.
- You think?
- Maybe you should give
up acting for ballet.
- What's up Finn?
- What?
- What do you mean, what?
- I just don't really
think you need anyone else
blowing up your head, that's
all.
- He's just jealous, he's
ensemble.
- How come Ms. Doyle never
actually corrects you?
- What are you getting at?
- Here, don't mind him, I'll
talk to him.
- Yeah.
- Where are they going?
Did they find out your big
secret?
- You're a fucking twat, you
know that?
- Come on.
You're really gonna be that
sensitive?
- I'm just, I'm not in the mood.
Okay?
- K...
- Why are you reading that?
- I am,
trying to find a good monologue.
- You act?
- No, I mean,
it's what I want to do.
- Sometimes I think I know
nothing about you Kieran.
Don't be so coy.
Have some pride in who you are.
- It's whatever.
- Let me see what you got.
- I haven't really got anything
yet.
- How about this?
- I really, haven't prepared,
anything.
- You've been watching
me paint all morning.
Let me see what you got.
Come on, get up.
Up, up, up.
- Alright,
alright.
Don't um,
don't expect much.
- On with it.
- Okay.
He told us we ought to
think of Jesus as our buddy.
He said he talked to Jesus all
the time.
Even when he was driving
his car, that cracked me up.
I could see that big, phony
bastard
shifting into first gear asking
Jesus
to send him a few more stiffs.
What?
- Nothing.
- What's wrong with it?
- Nothing.
Why'd you pick that one?
- I don't know.
He's tough.
I like the way he's tough.
- Well, I feel like it's more of
a satire,
besides there are way better
parts.
What about this?
I was sitting there on that wash
bowl
and I got bored, so I hopped
down
and stepped back a few feet
and start doing this tap dance,
just for-
- I didn't criticize your
painting.
Did I?
And guess what?
Not everything has to be
as as feckin' queer as you.
- I'm sorry.
- No.
No.
I'm sorry.
Okay?
I'm stressed.
- It's alright.
- Let's go into Dublin tonight.
- What about dinner?
- Screw dinner.
My parents are...
My parents are rotten and
they'll ruin everything.
Please Egan, please,
please, let's just go to Dublin
and have a good time instead.
- Come on.
Let's go, before my dad
realizes,
me mom's earrings he keeps are
gone.
- What are you wearing?
- What are you wearing?
- Kieran.
- What, Finn?
- Oh, what do you not talk
to your friends anymore?
Is that it?
- Piss off, you're drunk.
- Are you for...
Hold on, man, what,
what is this?
Oh, I actually just knew you
were full of shit, you know?
Yeah, I even said it to Braiden.
- Yeah.
- No actually forget Braiden.
Wait till...
You know, wait till
Charlotte hears about this.
I don't think-
- Kieran.
♪ Let's go back to having fun ♪
- Who was that?
- Can we not?
Alright, alright.
He
is just a lad that I know.
- From where?
- Acting group.
- Get out.
- If we're being completely
honest,
I have something else to get off
my chest.
- What is it?
- I'm playing Billy Elliot in my
theatres.
production of Billy Elliot.
- No, you're not.
- I swear.
- You're so hot Kieran.
I want you.
- We're in an alley.
- Oh, come off it.
That's even hotter.
- Let's um, get a hotel,
this weekend.
- You're such a tease.
- Four.
One, two,
three, four,
five, six.
Now take his hand.
Seven, Eight, nine, 10.
One, two,
three,
no, no Kieran.
One more beat until two of you
fall to the ground together,
with the crescendo.
Yeah?
- I know.
I need to catch my breath.
- Alright everybody, take five.
- I heard he's
been cheating on her since
they started dating.
- I wonder
how Charlotte feels?
- Piss off!
- Kay.
- Don't call me that.
- Why not?
Don't everyone know the you're a
liar?
- I'm not a liar.
- And a cheat.
- Why do you care?
- It's too much drama.
It's too much drama.
Anyways, the lies were
plaguing my conscience,
so, I've come clean.
- Everyone will know that you're
a lezzy.
- He
I mean, she,
lied to me this whole time.
I can't believe it.
How could somebody do that?
- What are you doing here?
- Kieran.
I was waiting for you at the
shed
and ye never showed up. Come on.
Let's go.
- I can't go out anymore.
- You know you want this.
- Egan shut up.
- Please, please.
Please, please,
please, please please.
- Shut up.
- Please, please, please.
Kieran please.
- Ugh
- Please.
- Egan stop.
Stop.
Shut up Egan.
Go.
Stop.
You can't come around here.
- Come on.
Come on.
- Leave.
- What's wrong baby?
- I said, leave.
- I'm not just gonna leave.
We don't gotta do nothin'.
Jus' want to be with you.
- Well I don't want to be with
you.
- What?
- I don't give a shite about
you.
Leave Egan.
Don't.
- What's wrong?
- Go.
- No.
- Go!
I'm ready.
- Oh Kay.
Isn't this great?
I'm serious.
Declan, take a picture of us
girls.
I'd love to show Elizabeth and
the ladies.
- Alright.
One, two,
three
- Alastar?
- Whoa!
That's what I'm talking about!
- That'll would be so
nice.
Take your shirt off.
♪ And it's no nay never ♪
♪ No nay never no more ♪
- Alastar.
♪ Will I play the wild rover ♪
- Alastar.
♪ No never no more ♪
Alastar!
- Take your shirt off.
What have you done?
What are we going to do?
Declan.
Declan!
- I can't do it.
- She just misses you.
- I haven't gone anywhere.
I'm still me.
- We can't be so selfish
with our own grief.
She was his mother.
- Should have been me.
It should have been me.
- We have to stick together,
as a family,
for her sake.
- What she wants doesn't exist.
She wishes it was me too.
- No.
No, that's not true.
- I'll never be what she wants.
No matter how hard that I try.
- She loves you.
- She loves her idea of me.
- Kay.
- You know it.
- What about me?
Please.
I can't lose you.
- Oi painting boy.
Painting's looking really nice.
- So you're allowed to
meddle in my things,
but not me in yours.
- Egan, I'm sorry.
- I don't know you Kieran.
- What?
Come on, course you do.
I said,
I'm sorry.
Shall I compare the
thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely
and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake
the darling buds of May.
And summer's lease hath
all too short a date.
Every fair from fair sometime
decline,
either by chance or by
nature's changing course.
But thy eternal summer,
shall not fade.
- You know, you're officially
a bigger puff than me.
It can't be like this Kieran.
- I know.
- I want to help you.
- But I've been where you
are and I can't go back.
- I don't want to do that, okay?
I won't.
- Promise.
- Promise.
- Oh, sorry.
Cross.
You know, I bet your
mom's acting this way,
because she'd be sad if you
left.
- When I leave.
Acting school or not,
I can't stay here.
- Right?
When you leave, I'm sure she'll
miss you.
- I honestly don't care.
You know, if I'm lucky,
I'll forget about this
whole bleedin' island.
Easy there killer.
- What do you care?
- Come on.
- Tell me something I
don't know about you.
- Ummm.
I don't know.
- There has to be something.
- You know more about me than
anyone.
- So I know everything?
- I don't know everything about
you.
Isn't a little mystery the
point?
- The point of what?
- I don't know.
Dating.
- Oh, so we're dating now.
- I just meant that we're clear-
- What if I went with you?
- To London?
- Yeah I mean,
there's nothing for me here and
I got people for help us out
there.
- Oh, oh, okay.
You, got people.
Yeah.
- You're serious?
- You're not?
What's so bloody important
about here anyway?
- You.
- Alright
folks, that's it for today.
And now show was up in one week,
alright?
So if you're not off book by
now,
God help me.
And next months rent. God. Oh!
Ummm... uh,
And don't forget your
tickets on the way out,
before you leave.
Collect them at the front,
alright?
Yeah.
Bye.
Mr. Dearg,
we missed you at rehearsals
today.
- I had a family emergency.
I should have called, but,
yeah.
- Yesterday too?
Your stand in sucks anyway.
- It won't happen again.
- Do you know who my
greatest inspiration is?
- Who?
- Him.
He always rises.
Even though every day he falls.
- Yeah, until he explodes
and brings us all to a fiery
death.
- Well, if that's all you're
anticipating,
then he's already killed you.
We can only try our best, right?
- Right.
- Right.
Then I will see you tomorrow
for dress rehearsal.
Right?
- Right.
- Oh and Kieran don't forget
your tickets to opening night.
- Do you think I could get one
more?
- Yeah, no problem.
- Thanks Ms. Doyle.
- Never anticipate the fall
Kieran,
'cause it'll only make the
rising that much shorter.
- Oh, you're definitely
stabbing me harder now.
- No, I'm not.
- Yes you are.
Are you enjoying this?
- Maybe.
You bleeding sadist.
- Hold still, ya big baby.
I'm almost done.
There.
Now we're matching.
- I have something for you.
- Oh yeah?
- It's not much.
Just a peace offering.
It's a shite production really,
so you don't have to come.
- Kieran, I'm coming.
I honestly thought I was already
invited,
so it's a bit of an insult.
- Well, don't go ruining a nice
moment.
I've been meaning to tell you
something.
- Yeah.
- I'm not a really good singer.
So don't expect much.
- Come off it.
- Do you ever think about how
crazy it is
that no matter where we are on
this earth,
we're all on the same sky.
- But in Australia it's night
time.
- Don't be a dick.
I mean, we all look at the same
moon
and our days are lit by the same
sun.
- I never really thought about
it.
- When me mom left,
I used to look up at the sky
and wonder if she was looking
too.
Oi, wait up.
Kieran.
Kieran.
- Egan please.
- What the-
- Egan.
- What the fuck Kieran.
I knew-
I fucking knew, don't fucking
touch me.
- Please.
I'm sorry.
See this is why I didn't fucking
tell you.
I knew you'd fucking react this
way.
- No, you do not get to put this
on me.
I fucking trusted you.
You didn't let me in.
- Don't you think, I
wish I wasn't like this?
- It's got nothing to do
with the way you are Kieran.
- What?
What?
- You're a selfish piece of shit
Kieran.
- Oh, that's easy for you to
say.
That's easy for fucking you to
say.
If I was born, like you,
I wouldn't have to deal with any
of this.
- Everyone's shit is fucked
Kieran.
But when you put that
shit on someone else,
it's all you.
We were gonna go to London
together.
- We still can.
- What are you going to do?
Never take your shirt off?
Did you even..?
- Please Egan.
Please.
- I loved you.
I love you, Egan.
I love you.
Egan I love you.
Egan, please.
Fuck.
Hey.
I'm sorry that I hit you.
It was fucked up.
I understand, if you can't
forgive me,
I don't really deserve it
anyway,
but for what it's worth,
I think that you would've made
a better Billy than me.
- Break a leg.
- Yeah.
You were wrong about me.
I don't deserve this part.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's not a matter of deserving.
You got this part because of who
you are.
- If you knew half the
shite that I've done.
- Who you are, has nothing
to do with what you've done.
Look, there's always gonna be
bad things.
They're always gonna happen
and life of course, yes,
it's gonna have its
difficulties.
But listen to me.
The measure of a true man,
is in how he chooses to react
and how he learns from his
mistakes.
And then if he grows, despite
them.
- But that time all I've run
everyone off.
- Seeking validation from
others,
without coming from yourself
first
is dangerous Kieran.
Now look darling.
I'm not gonna sugar coat it
and tell you that it gets any
easier,
because it doesn't.
But, we get better and handling
it.
- I don't think I can do it.
- We can't control what
anyone else does, okay?
We only have control over our
actions.
So, we certainly can let
the actions of others
control what we do.
Look.
Darling, the world has
dealt you your cards
and now it's only up to you and
how you are gonna play them.
- Are you a balletomane, Mr.
Elliot?
- I beg your pardon?
- Are you a fan of the ballet?
- Well, I wouldn't exactly say
I was an expert, or anything.
- Well, you do realize that our
students
are expected to attain the
highest standard of work?
Not only in ballet,
but also in their ordinary
academic work.
In order for a child to succeed,
they must have the 100%
support of their family.
Now you are 100% behind Billy
are you not?
- Well,
yes, of course.
- Hey.
You know, when you see a kid
who's
so unabashedly themselves?
Pressure to fit in, hasn't
hasn't caught up with them yet.
I haven't been myself in a long
time.
I wake up every morning,
wishing I was someone else
and then I dress up
and pretend to be someone else
that,
I'm not.
I'm still chasing that kid
and,
he's in there, somewhere.
Between Kay
and Kieran.
- I still love you.
- I love you.
You mean so much to me.
I don't want to ever hurt you
again,
but, I can't promise
that to you right now.
- This is for you.
It's called a "A Dark Boy".
Actually,
now that I'm looking at this
light,
I think it needs one more thing.
Will you hold it up for me?
Flip it the other way
and as far away from your
face as you can, right?
Right, one last thing
and,
there,
much better.
- Feeling nervous?
- Anxious,
to get on with it.
- Well, don't forget me
when you're rich and famous.
What?
- I haven't even gotten
in yet.
- You're a shoe in.
- I'll see.
Here.
- Thank you.
- He'd be very proud of
you.
- Fucking sucks
that he's not here.
- You know what?
It really does fucking suck.
- That selfish arsehole
should have just listened to me.
- Well, you know what he
was like.
- Yeah.
- Remember the time we
were building the stone wall
and he refused to wear
the steel capped boots
and the third stone he was
carrying dropped it right-
- Ahhh, Ahhh, Ahhh
- Hi.
I'm Julian.
- Kieran.
- Is it your first time
auditioning?
- Yeah.
- I could tell, I auditioned
for the first time last year
and I was shaking exactly like
you.
- Is it that's obvious?
- Yeah.
But don't worry, it's not that
bad.
They're all bit stuffy in there,
but they let you down easy.
- Ms. Henley you're up.
And Ms. Dearg you're next.
- Actually, it's Mr. Dearg.
- I am so sorry, I will
get that fixed immediately.
- I guess prestige doesn't
include proper record keeping.
After this, I'm meeting
up with a couple of pals,
a few blocks over at the pub.
You should join us.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, totally.
They'd love to meet you and
we could show you around.
- I would love that, yeah.
- Mr. Dearg they're ready for
you.
- Kieran Dearg is it?
- Yes.
- You're from Dublin?
- About an hour out.
- Not too bad of a
flight then?
- No, not bad at all.
- So,
Kieran.
What do you have prepared for us
today?
- The Son's Funeral monologue
from
"Metaphor of a Metamorphosis".
- Alright.
Whenever you're ready.
- I'm honored to speak here
today
and to celebrate the life of,
I'm honored to be free.
I'm honored because her death
is my permission to heal.
She spent my whole life
trying to convince me
that I needed her, but
it was she who needed me.
And the fact that she abandons
me
the time when I need her most
is,
it's fitting.
After I stuck around for all
these years.
It's fitting.
When a bird is freed from its
cage,
the constraints linger.
Most people can't tell but,
a watchful eye can see,
when a free bird has just
learned to fly.
♪ You look just like her ♪
♪ And sometimes when we talk ♪
♪ I pretend she's standing right
there ♪
♪ And in your face ♪
♪ Reminders of grace ♪
♪ As much a part ♪
♪ Of who you are ♪
♪ When you have a secret ♪
♪ Who do you tell? ♪
♪ Cos she was our confidant ♪
♪ Now that's she gone ♪
♪ Who can we count on? ♪
♪ Don't be afraid ♪
♪ I know you well ♪
♪ Please know there's parts of
me ♪
♪ That I have never said
outloud ♪
♪ But you know them quietly ♪
♪ And I hope that someday ♪
♪ You'll be proud of me ♪
♪ In the evenings you become
mine ♪
♪ At least for another
week I'm by your side ♪
♪ Restless silence ♪
♪ What's on your mind ♪
♪ Let me understand just who you
were ♪
♪ Before I'm gone ♪
♪ I turn toward you ♪
♪ Let me inside ♪
♪ Tell me all the things I never
knew ♪
♪ You had to hide ♪
♪ For tomorrow I'll become a man♪
♪ Away from your eyes ♪
♪ You carry my suitcase ♪
♪ You tell me I'll be late ♪
♪ But I have a visit to pay ♪
♪ Tears in your eyes ♪
♪ You start to confide ♪
♪ But I can't hear you from
inside ♪
♪ What did you have ♪
♪ To say ♪