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Now f*** off!

Do you see what you draw on yourself

when you mess with drugs?

I'm giving up.

I swear, Fred, I'm giving up.

Talk is cheap, Cathal.

Bruce Lee or what!

That was amazing last night.

Where did you get the moves?

Sometimes, you can be a terrible eejit.

Fred, he's a kung-fu master,

if you see him with a torch

you better run faster!

You never told me he's such a great singer.

He's always amazing me.

- You should join the choir here.

- Not really sure that's my thing.

What are you doing here?

I just came in to rehearse.

Sure you can rehearse any time.

- Let's go for a walk.

- A walk?

- Where?

- Trust me.

What happened to his face?

Oh, don't ask.

Do you live close by, Cathal?

Not too far away.

Actually, I'm a neighbour of Fred's.

- Let's go this way, by the cars.

- No, let's go this way... I'm getting cold.

Come on!

It's 2:
27, I have to meet someone.

- I'll see you two later.

- See you Cathal.

Good throw!

Thanks.

I probably have too much time on my hands.

Is that your life story?

When I was away,

I drifted from job to job...

I was a jeweller, I worked in a book shop.

You name it, I probably did it.

It's good to try different things.

Do you write your own music?

I used to.

I just remember it being easier.

That's the way it is with

a lot of things for me these days.

You know, Fred.

You always seem to be a guy

with a lot on his mind.

What if I call around

to your place tomorrow

and try to fix that

clock on your mantlepiece?

I would like that.

You can make me tea in return.

Is that a date then?

I'm too old for dates!

That's brilliant!

It's working again.

It's a beautiful old clock.

Must be well over fifty years old, is it?

The older ones have real character.

All it needed...

...was a good cleaning and a bit of a nudge

to spring back into life.

Do you miss your husband?

Well...

Liam and I had some great times...

...we even travelled to

India in a campervan.

I just thought it would never end.

And in a second, your life can change.

Did I see you and Cathal

in a car the other day?

Are you doing anything

tomorrow night, Jules?

Nothing special.

Meet me in the seaside car park at eight.

The car park?

It's very important.

Okay.

Looks good! I will do mine tomorrow.

I need a break.

Okay I'm heading to town for a ramble.

You coming?

Ah... no, go ahead yourself.

Fred!

Fred!

- Hold up!

- "I don't inject," huh?

"I'm not like that scumbags, oh no!"

- That sound familiar? Ringin' any bells?

- Fred, it's just that...

I... I trusted you!

And now I find you injecting.

You probably always did.

- Look, Fred.

- Enough!

Hello?

Anybody there?

No friend today now.

See if there's anything in the car.

And turn the music up.

It's like a bleeding pigsty in there.

I told you once. There will be no more.

I tried, Frank.

I did, I swear Frank, I tried.

Get up!

Get up!

It was like this when I got

back a few hours ago.

I caught him injecting.

He swore to me he never did that.

He even showed me his arms

and they were always clean.

He injects in the veins in his feet.

- But the car... who?

- I think he owes some guy money and...

I don't know what to...

should we call the police?

Look, Fred. Let's just

focus on this for now.

We'll worry about Cathal later.

They're here, now get yourself together.

- Fred, I presume.

- Hi, I'm Peter.

Nice to meet you. What happened?

Well... it's, it's very complicated,

you see I, I...

These are the dangers

of living on the street.

Umm, this happened...

- Earlier today.

- Do you know the people who did it?

No... no I can't say I do.

Thanks, Peter.

Some of your druggie buddies

caught up with your face?

Look dad...

...I need six hundred.

If I don't get the money,

it'll be a box for me.

Well?

Will you f***ing answer me?

You've done too much to me.

There's no more to give.

Ma would've.

You broke her heart.

Then she couldn't live.

Cancer had nothing to

do with it at all, no?

Goodbye, dad.

Excuse me, I'm looking for this man.

Has he been here today?

Have you seen this man?

Cathal O'Reagan.

Have you seen him today?

- Looking to score, man?

- Got anything?

Like some of this, would ya?

Leave this stupid f***er.

I'll give you the wrap, but we

have to take your shoes, yea?

Come on you stupid f***er, we're gonna

miss all the bleeding fireworks.

No, wait... Help...

Hello. Can I help you?

I'm looking for Cathal,

Cathal O'Reagan.

Mr. O'Reagan is ready inside.

Thank you.

In the middle of the journey of life

I was in a dark wood...

...for I'd lost the true path.

And so...

...we came forth...

...and once again, beheld the stars..."

Thanks, Cathal.

I'm sorry, Jules.

I... should've told you.

It's okay, Fred.

You don't have to explain.

It was...

It was so complicated.

Fred, I'm really sorry about Cathal,

you know that?

Yes, I do.

The night we were to meet in the car park,

I planned to tell you.

But then... Cathal went missing.

Fred, I decided to go home.

To Helsinki.

Just to see how I feel about things.

- For how long?

- I don't know.

When will you know?

When I'm there for a while I guess.

Hello.

I've come to... pay my...

to Cathal's family.

You are?

My name is Frederick Daly.

That suppose to mean something to me?

I was a friend of Cathal's.

Thank you.

Drink?

No, thanks.

Is Cathals's father here?

Yeah... the kitchen.

George... is it?

My name is Frederick Daly.

I was a friend of Cathal's.

I don't know you.

No... we... we lived together.

Well, we lived close to each other.

I had nothing to do with drugs.

We just became friends.

Thanks for coming.

George I...

...I came here to...

...actually I'm not sure why I came...

...you see Cathal meant an awful lot to me.

And I know...

...I do know that deep down, he

never meant to hurt you the way he did.

Maybe so.

He was a good lad.

You don't think I know that?

Listen George, what went on between

you and him, that's your business.

I didn't come to talk about that.

Why did you come?

I just... wanted to let you know that...

...to me... Cathal was a friend.

He... he made me see things that...

...I thought I'd never see again.

Then the Cathal you knew

and the one I did of late

were obviously two

very different people.

Look... thank you...

...for saying that and for coming and all.

But it was his life...

...and I certainly couldn't change it.

Maybe if his mother was here...

I'm sorry George, one more thing...

...I think this is yours.

I know that Cathal treasured it...

...I fixed it for him.

You should have it.

I'm sorry again about Cathal.

Who was that, dad?

Nobody.

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