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FIONA:

I suppose you are a corporate entity,

if you look at it in one way.

LEARY *

It’s the only way to look at it.

We provide a product and a service

and that’s all there is to it.

He strolls away. FIONA smiles wryly. LAVELLE gives a shake

of the head. Glances up proudly at the church.

EXT. BRENNANS’ HOUSE - DAY 24

VERONICA BRENNAN, thirties, wearing shades, pegging up the

linen. White sheets fluttering in the wind. She looks up -

LAVELLE at the other side of the line. His black soutane

fluttering in the wind.

LAVELLE:

Nice shades.

VERONICA:

Do they make me look like Jackie O?

LAVELLE:

Not really, no.

VERONICA smiles. Raises the glasses up on her forehead.

VERONICA:

This what you came to gawp at?

Nasty, hah?

LAVELLE:

It’s an interesting colour.

VERONICA lowers the shades and continues with the laundry.

VERONICA:

They say you can find beauty in

everything, if you look hard enough.

LAVELLE:

I’d say you can find beauty in

most things, but not everything.

That’s nonsense.

VERONICA:

Sure what would I know? I’m just

an auld washerwoman.

The washing that she’s hanging on the line now seems to be

comprised solely of items of lingerie.

VERONICA:

See anything you fancy?

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LAVELLE:

If you don’t want to talk to me,

that’s fine. I’m not here to compel

you to do anything.

VERONICA:

You never know, Father, maybe I’d

like to be compelled. Maybe I’d

enjoy it.

LAVELLE:

I’ll have a word with Jack.

See what he has to say for himself.

VERONICA:

The Grand Inquisitor, hah? Go on

ahead for yourself so. I’m sure

he’ll be only too pleased to have

someone else to bore the ears off.

I stopped listening to his auld

shite a long time ago.

LAVELLE:

That’s how it is, is it? I didn’t

realise.

VERONICA:

You thought we were another Grace

Kelly and Prince Rainier?

LAVELLE:

That wasn’t a very happy marriage,

so it’s not a great analogy.

VERONICA looks at him. Laughs.

VERONICA:

Y’know that’s what I’ve always liked

about you, Father. You’re just a

little too sharp for this parish.

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INT. BRENNAN’S BUTCHERS - DAY 25

A meat cleaver comes down hard on a rack of ribs. JACK

BRENNAN, forty, in a bloody apron, chopping up the meat.

BRENNAN:

(to his ASSISTANT)

--Mad fella altogether. Decapitated

the two of them. Blood all over the

place there was.

He chuckles and looks up --

LAVELLE has entered.

BRENNAN:

Father.

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LAVELLE:

Jack.

(glancing at the ASSISTANT,

who is serving a CUSTOMER)

Could I have a word in private?

BRENNAN:

(nervous laugh)

Sounds ominous. Where’s Johnny

Cochran when you need him, hah?

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INT. MEAT FREEZER - DAY 26

Carcasses of pigs, and sides of beef, hanging from hooks.

The icy breath of LAVELLE and BRENNAN floating between

them as they converse -

BRENNAN:

(giggling)

Hope we don’t get locked in. We’ll

have to make love to keep warm.

LAVELLE:

I had a word, there, with Veronica,

Jack.

BRENNAN:

You were over to the house?

Is everything alright?

LAVELLE:

Everything’s fine. I mean, no, it’s

not fine. Mass on Sunday, with the

shades and everything-

BRENNAN:

Oh that.

LAVELLE:

Yes, that. Have you been laying into

her or what’s going on?

BRENNAN:

Ah that wasn’t me, now. That was

that black fella she’s been seeing.

Coloured fella, I mean, sorry.

Didn’t mean to be racist, slip of

the tongue.

LAVELLE:

You’re saying he beats her up?

BRENNAN:

Well don’t quote me on it. I mean,

that’s what I’m assuming, like.

She talks in riddles half the time,

I can’t get any sense out of her.

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BRENNAN (CONT'D)

I think she’s bi-polar, or lactose-

intolerant, one of the two. I never

know where I am with her anymore.

I’m glad to have her off my hands,

to be honest with ya.

LAVELLE:

Even if this new fella’s knocking

her about?

BRENNAN:

Sure what’s that got to do with me?

Not everyone can carry the weight

of the world, Father.

LAVELLE:

What about your marriage? The oaths

you took?

BRENNAN:

(with a laugh)

The oaths I took!

He sees the look LAVELLE gives him and stops laughing.

BRENNAN:

Listen, Father, she’s been a lot

happier since she’s been seeing him,

a lot calmer and more settled down,

like. I’m not under surveillance

any more either, I can reel in home

whatever time I like. So everybody’s

happy. Now where’s the harm?

LAVELLE looks blankly at him.

BRENNAN:

Will I cut you a nice side of beef

to be taking home with you, Father?

Freshly slaughtered.

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EXT. GARAGE - DAY 27

Boots sticking out from underneath a car. The skirts of

LAVELLE’s soutane appear. He nudges a boot with his shoe.

SIMON ASAMOAH glides out on a car trolley.

LAVELLE:

Simon.

ASAMOAH:

Hello, Father.

(getting up, wiping his

hands on a rag)

I am rather busy today-

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LAVELLE:

It’s not about my car. It’s about

Mrs Brennan.

ASAMOAH reaches for a Coca-Cola bottle and takes a

swallow.

LAVELLE:

You’re her boyfriend?

ASAMOAH:

I f*** her from time to time.

Does that make me her boyfriend?

LAVELLE:

It does around here.

ASAMOAH:

She has a lot of boyfriends, I have

heard.

LAVELLE:

Is that right?

ASAMOAH:

Do you want me to confess to adultery?

Is that why you are here?

LAVELLE:

Somebody beat her up.

ASAMOAH:

She told you I beat her up?

LAVELLE:

No, she didn’t.

ASAMOAH:

Then why are you here?

LAVELLE:

Somebody beat her up. It’s either

you or the husband.

ASAMOAH:

I do not think Jack beat her up.

He is not the type.

LAVELLE:

What is the type?

ASAMOAH takes a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and

lights one, looking out over the garage forecourt.

ASAMOAH:

Some of them like to be hit,

you know.

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LAVELLE:

Who?

ASAMOAH:

White women. Irish women. Do not

ask me why. You would have to be

a psychiatrist-

LAVELLE:

Ah that’s nonsense. A justification

for your own brutality.

ASAMOAH:

No, no, they like to be hit.

In certain...situations. They beg

for it, in fact.

LAVELLE:

So she got what was coming to her,

did she?

ASAMOAH:

I was speaking generally.

LAVELLE:

Oh you were speaking generally.

Well I’m speaking specifically.

Don’t do it again.

ASAMOAH:

You cannot tell me what to do.

We are not in the Missions now.

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