Alarm Page #2

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Molly had the most enormous

crush on you in school.

- Sarah!

- But you did.

- lt's fantastic.

lt's absolutely gorgeous.

- Thank you.

- So how far away from Dublin

are we?

- Not far at all.

[bright rock music]

- [mouthing silently]

[snoring quietly]

[snoring quietly]

[dishes clink]

[water running]

- Need a hand?

- Sorry, l was in a world

of my own.

- Hope it's not as painful

as mine.

- There's some stuff up there.

- Oh, cheers.

- Um, they're no use to you.

Here, try this.

- Glad l was first up.

- So am l.

Glad l had one left for you.

- Thanks.

Great house.

Congratulations.

- Thank you.

[all talking at once]

- But listen.

You've got to get a car now.

Mal, tell her to get a car.

- Get a car, will you?

Listen, thanks, Molly.

- Okay.

See you soon.

- Look after yourself, okay?

- l'll see you, darling.

- See you.

See you soon.

Thanks for coming.

Bye.

- lf you need any help

decorating,

no charge.

A house warming present.

- Okay, thanks.

l just might.

- Mal.

- All right.

[engine revving]

- We'll see you soon.

Thanks again for having us.

Thanks for coming.

- Thanks a lot.

- Bye.

- Thanks so much.

- Bye!

- Bye, Molly.

- Bye.

[somber orchestral music]

[machinery whirring]

- Well, what's going on

in those new houses?

- How do you mean?

- Well, you're the first person

from up there

to put a bit of business

my way.

That's all.

- Oh, well, there's never

anyone around.

They go to work before dawn

and don't get home

till after dark.

- Mad, isn't it?

[laughter]

Well, if you are talking

to any of them,

let them know l can supply them

with everything they need

on the DlY front, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

- There you go.

That what you had in mind?

- Perfect.

- Oi, Francie.

l'm Joe, by the way.

You're welcome to the area.

- Thanks.

Molly.

- Come on, Francie.

[phone chiming]

- [frustrated sigh]

No.

[phone beeping]

[faint barking]

l wasn't sure if you got

my message.

- l was in the area.

- What?

- No, but your message sounded

a bit panicky.

- Did it?

l'm a bit embarrassed now.

lt's no big deal.

- What's up?

- Well, you see, l do research

work for this arts program.

l read books and prepare briefs

for the presenter.

- Oh, all right, so he can sound

like he's read everything.

- Yeah, anyway, all of a sudden,

they have to have the stuff

by tomorrow,

and l was in the middle

of all this.

- You want me to finish it?

No problem.

- Sorry if l made it

sound like a crisis.

- No, no, it's fine.

l'll start straight away.

Hello?

- Hi.

- Guess what time it is?

- Oh, my God.

- Can you spare a minute?

- Of course.

- Cool.

- [gasps]

Oh, thank you!

- Yeah, it's not bad.

You happy?

- Yeah.

- Good.

l'll come back tomorrow

and make a start in the hall.

- Really, do you mind?

- No, of course not.

- That would be so fantastic.

But listen,

that's it for the favors now.

From now on,

you have to let me pay you.

- We'll talk about it tomorrow.

l'd better be off.

Right.

Sweet dreams.

[engine turns over]

[electronic beeping

and clicking]

lt's looking nice.

Good buy.

- Yeah, l think so.

- You should see the kip

of a flat l'm renting in Dublin.

Jesus.

- What brought you back

to lreland?

- Well, l know how this sounds,

but l missed the lrish girls.

- [laughs]

- No, seriously,

'cause l started to do

the rounds while l was away.

- Oh, how do you mean?

- Oh, let's see.

There was a Japanese girl, Kiki.

Two Spanish girls,

not at the same time, obviously.

- Oh, obviously.

- Manuela, and...

oh, Christ,

what was her name?

Oh, God.

- Oh, moving right along.

- Okay, a very serious

Swiss girl, Natalie.

- Oh, yeah?

- A few Scandinavians.

- Okay, okay, enough.

So now you're looking

for a sweet flame-haired collie?

- Yeah, yeah,

something like that.

- And does Sarah fit the bill?

- Sarah?

No, no, not at all.

Did you think-

No, no, no, no.

We're just pals.

l don't think l'm Sarah's type

at all.

- Ah, Molly, how are you?

- Hiya.

- Oh, well, this is you.

Francie is looking after you?

- He is, yeah.

- Great.

How's the decorating going?

- Oh, couldn't be better.

[machinery whirring, slowing]

[packages clatter]

[glass tinkling]

[gasps]

- And nothing taken?

Money, jewelry?

- No.

- Fecking vandals.

Maybe you disturbed them

and they legged it out the back.

Did you ever think

of getting an alarm?

- Didn't think l'd need one

out here.

- Fair enough, l suppose.

Normally.

[car approaches, stops]

Anyone you know?

- Yeah, it's a friend of mine.

- Hey, are you okay?

- Yes.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Right.

l'll be in touch

if we find out anything,

but, well, you know yourself.

- Okay, thanks anyway.

- Good luck.

- [sighs]

We'll have to fix that

for a start.

Hey, it's okay.

We're gonna clear it all up.

Come here.

My poor baby.

l'm gonna make everything

all right.

[both gasping and moaning]

[both grunting]

- [shouting]

[both sighing and laughing]

Oh, well, Jesus.

Burglary is a turn-on, huh?

[laughter]

Are you okay now?

- l'm just glad you're here,

Mal.

- Hey.

- When l saw the door

hanging open...

- Shh.

- lt reminded me.

- What?

- My Dad.

A year ago, l was still living

at home,

just him and me, you know.

- Yeah?

- One night l woke up

'cause l heard shouting.

Looked out the window.

There were these guys

totally out of it,

pissing in the front garden.

l knew they'd woken Dad up too.

- Go.

Go back to bed.

- l just new there was going

to be trouble.

- Go back to bed.

Hey, you two!

What do you think you're doing

there?

[shouting]

He tried to keep them out,

but he hadn't a hope.

When l tried to stop them,

one of them came at me,

screaming into my face.

- Want some of that, do you?

- Jesus.

- Dad!

By the time l got to Dad,

his heart had...

[sobbing]

[distant footsteps, rattling]

Mal?

- Hey.

Sorry l woke you,

but l figured it was safer

to fix this.

- Thanks.

- That's okay.

- Mal?

- Yeah?

- Will you stay the night?

- Do l look like

l'm going anywhere?

[chuckles]

- Well, now look who's back

to see us again.

How's it going?

- lt's not great.

l was burgled yesterday.

- Oh, no.

- While l was here.

- l'm sorry to hear it.

The fecking whores.

Did the alarm

not scare them off?

- l don't have one.

- l thought those houses

had them fitted.

- lt was extra.

l didn't go for it.

- Right, well, now listen.

My brother Mossie does a great

job on the alarm front.

He'd sort you out, no bother.

- No thanks, Joe.

- Okay.

Thanks.

- There you go.

- Thanks, Francie.

[alarm bell ringing]

[horn honking]

- Molly, turn away for a second.

We have a little surprise

for you.

- Okay.

both:
Okay, you can

turn round now.

- Ta-da!

We thought you might need

a little help

getting round out here

in the sticks.

- Oh, guys, thank you so much.

- You remember how?

- Well, l'll give it a go.

Okay.

[chuckling]

[cheers and applause]

both:

On a bicycle made for two

- Oh, my God.

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