My Left Foot: The Story of Christy Brown
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- 1989
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(OPERA STARTS)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Un 'aura amorosa
Del nostro tesoro
Un dolce ristoro
Al cor porger
Un 'aura amorosa
Del nostro tesoro
Un dolce ristoro
Al cor porger
Un dolce ristoro
Al cor porger
AI cor che nudrito
Da speme
Da amore
Da speme, da amore...
I'll bring you back a slice of cake.
WOMAN :
Get away from the window.Bisogno non ha
Di un'esca migliore
Bisogno non ha
Bisogno non ha...
Now don't forget.
Mr Punch, you will call me, won't you?
This way, please.
No, no, I'll take them.
Look, Ma, it's gorgeous.
Well, you're very welcome, Christy,
very welcome.
(IMPAIRED) To your humble abode.
Hm? Oh, my humble abode.
Yes, well, I suppose so.
Hello. My name is Mary.
I'll be with you till you go on this evening,
I have to take him into the library.
- I'll see you later.
- MA :
See you later.Be careful of that fella.
I'll be OK.
I wouldn't be too sure about that.
Erm, now, you're all very welcome
to my humble abode,
and to this benefit,
organised by my friend Dr Eileen Cole,
Dr Eileen Cole.
(APPLAUSE OVER LOUDSPEAKER)
Now I'm not going to ask you to put
your hands in your pockets, not yet,
because we're going to start
the evening with a little concert.
Do you want to go out and watch?
No.
Do you want to see the original?
The original?
Of the book.
It looks good.
Looks can be deceivin'.
It's a bit sentimental.
Did you paint this?
Yes.
That's very good.
(BABY CRYING)
(CRYING STOPS)
Mr Brown?
Your son was born a couple of hours ago.
There's been some complications.
Where's the small one?
A pint and a small one?
- That's what I said,
- So long as you're payin' for it,
Are you gonna put him in a home, Paddy?
He'll go in a coffin before
any son of mine will go in a home.
Ah, Paddy...I believe it's the end of the road
for you in the breedin' stakes.
(LAUGHTER)
Who told you that?
Ah, now...What are you goin' to do, huh?
Are you goin' to tie a knot in it? (CHUCKLES)
Now, Paddy, there was no need for that.
A shut mouth catches no flies.
Where's Tom?
MA :
Is Tom not up yet?TOM :
It's all right! I'm up! I'm up ages!Say goodbye to Christy, Father.
PADDY :
Goodbye, Christy.MA :
Be a good girl. See you later.See you, Christy.
- See you, Christy.
- Bye, Christy.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Something for the money box, Christy.
Another pound saved, Christy.
Here, Christy.
Good boy, that's it.
I have to go away, Christy.
To hospital.
Don't worry, Sheila's going
to look after you while I'm gone.
Do you understand, Christy?
That's my ma. That's my da,
I was their baby.
It's only for a few days, Christy.
I'd better get this house
organised before I go.
You can't be stickin' to me
like stickin' plaster forever, Christy.
(MA STRAINING)
Nearly there, Christy.
Christy, I have to go and make
a phone call. Stay there.
Oh, my God...Nan...
Nan! Nan!
(DOG BARKING)
(MA FALLS)
(WAILING)
(BANGING)
I heard this terrible bangin' and rushed over.
She was carryin' Christy
down the stairs when she fell.
And there he was,
lyin' at the bottom of the stairs like a moron.
God help her,
He's a terrible cross to the poor woman.
Ah, sure he has the mind
of a three-year-old.
A is for apples.
B is for butter.
C is for carrot.
And D...is for dunce.
Poor, unfortunate gobshite.
Enough to feed an army.
God, you'll never go hungry, Christy.
Would you like to come back with me
GIRL :
What's 25% of a quarter?PADDY :
25% of a quarter?Um...
Now that's a stupid question. Huh?
I mean, 25% is a quarter.
You can't have a quarter of a quarter.
You can. Can't you, Christy?
PADDY :
Hm! What would he know?Ma! Ma, Christy picked up the chalk.
Go on, Christy, Go on, make your mark.
It's a Y.
It's an X.
- What's that, Christy?
- That's only an auld squiggle.
There's something in that.
Nah, don't be gettin' notions
into your head, woman.
The child's a cripple. Face facts.
It won't do anybody any good
trying to put ideas in his head.
(EXCITED CHATTER)
Oi!
- Oh, that's great.
- We're gonna put the engine on now.
- You're puttin' an engine in it?
- Yeah. Come on.
(BOYS CHEERING)
Come on, engine,
All he needs now is a license.
It's great!
(CHEERING)
Take it easy, will ya?
Ah, go on, take it easy.
He'll play in that all day now.
He can go out with the other boys now.
- Look at those!
- They're massive!
- What's that?
- That's her thing.
You put your thing in there
for a half an hour and you get a baby.
If you do it for an hour you get twins.
My cousin's a twin.
- Benny! Brian! Come on!
- There's your ma.
Quick, Tom. Here's Ma!
- It's not my magazine!
- Is Benny in there?
- Hide it!
- Where?
- Just hide it!
- Are you deaf? Come in for your tea!
- Hide it under Christy!
- Are you all deaf?
I've been calling you for 20 minutes
to come in for your tea. Come on, Christy.
- It's OK, Mam, we'll take him.
- Well, take him in now.
It's been on the table
for at least a half an hour,
See?
Why won't he go to bed?
He loves that auld chariot.
Come on, get him up.
I want to go and have a pint.
Come on, Christy.
It's way past your bedtime.
It's nearly closin' time.
Now, son, you know
you can never get out of Hell.
You can get out of Purgatory
but you can never get out of Hell.
Do you know that?
Do you?
Mrs Brown...
I don't think you should
bring him to the altar just yet.
You've been very helpful, Father.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Christy, do you know
all about All Souls' Night?
Did I ever tell you about that?
It's a very special night,
you know, because...
every time that you light
a candle on All Souls' Night,
you have to say five Our Fathers
and five Hail Marys and five Glory Bes,
and then a soul flies up out
of the flames of Purgatory
and goes straight up to Heaven.
Say some prayers
for the poor souls in Purgatory.
Right.
(CHRISTY GROANS)
What's wrong with you?
- Uhh!
- Christy, keep your voice down.
What's wrong with you, son?
- Uhh!
- What's the matter with you?
What do you want?
Do you want to light
another candle? Is that it?
Do you? For the poor souls?
Good boy. That's a good boy.
And don't forget, Christy,
if we can't understand you, God can.
See, Christy?
Even God has to lock his house.
(CHILDREN YELLING)
Look, Christy! There it is! Look!
See, that's your soul going up to Heaven!
Oh, look! Look, Christy. Oh, look.
- You frightened the life out of him.
- Here, Christy.
You're king of the bonfire.
Ooh! Ooh!
Don't be frightened, Christy.
It's only your brother - Tom.
This way, Christy. This way.
(CHILDREN YELLING)
BOY :
Get him over here!(CHRISTY PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
SHEILA :
You all right, Christy?MA :
What's Christy doing, Sheila?Is he all right?
SHEILA :
He's drawing.He's drawing a triangle.
No, Christy, you don't start there.
Here, son.
Now, that's a triangle.
That's not a triangle.
That's an
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
- What's up?
' PADDY :
Keep quiet.All I said was, "What's up?"
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