Waking Ned Page #4

But this is different, Brendy.

This is serious.

Maggie wouldn't

want for anything.

There'd be no other women,

and she'll be well looked after.

She could stay in the village.

She'd be here if

you needed her.

What do you think?

Come on, girl!

Come on!

Here you are, Lizzy.

Have your choice.

Lizzy, stop squeezing

the bread, please.

It's all stale, anyway.

It certainly is not.

It came in fresh this morning.

I'll take two loaves and pay

half price due to the staleness.

Ah, jeepers.

Annie is livid.

Did she give you an earful?

She did.

She locked me in my room.

She said we should never have

gone back up last night.

She said we're

too old for prison.

Maybe we should

stop it all now, Jackie.

Come on, man,

what do you say?

No. I'm all prepared.

Come on.

What's in the bag?

I pinched these from

his house last night.

They're all Ned's documents,

birth certificates and stuff.

Hello. National Lotto.

Maureen speaking.

Yes, Maureen, hello.

I'm wanting to talk to someone...

about a claim

that I'll be makin'.

I suppose it might be

the tube Dennis, would it?

Have you seen the boys?

Not today, Annie.

I'll kill them.

Michael,

we'll go down to the beach...

and get the story straight.

They're sendin' a

man from Dublin.

Are they convinced?

They are, but there's

some preparing to do.

I need to spend

the night at Ned's...

in case the lotto man

comes first thing tomorrow.

What are you looking at?

It's amazing...

how it just goes on and on,

Father, isn't it?

On and on,

into the universe and infinity.

Oh, yes,

it's a marvel, isn't it?

- How are you, Father?

- Oh, fine, Maurice.

You don't sound

so sure there.

Ah, no, it's just been

a difficult month for me...

you know, Maurice,

coming to a community like this.

If I was here permanently,

I think people might be...

a little bit more welcoming.

How much longer

have you got?

Well, Father Mulligan

should be back from Lourdes...

fairly soon,

so then I'll be off.

Well, you'll be missed.

You've done well...

no matter what people say.

Thank you, Maurice.

I'd like to think I've

made an impression.

Go on,

ask me another one.

Come on, man,

use your imagination.

- How old are you, Ned?

- I'm 66, sir.

And do you have

any family, Ned?

No, just meself now.

- How's Dublin?

- Foggy.

This is your car.

You can drop me off on the way.

Is she fit, Brendy?

Oh, so you're not in the

convertible today, then?

No, I'm not.

Maurice, be careful there, son.

There's petrol here.

Maurice, you're a bad boy.

I've told you not to

play with matches!

God Almighty!

Careful, son!

Sorry, Finn.

Well, you're all right.

Jesus, Brendy, would you keep

him away from the petrol?

He needs a father.

He's too quick for me.

He needs his real father.

Maggie needs me, too, Brendy.

Jeez, man,

you're not the da.

I am so,

and Maggie knows it.

What a mess your

donkey's making.

It's a pony.

Christ, man, the stink

on your donkey's arse...

is almost as bad

as yourself.

- Piss off with you.

- And I will at that.

I've a date with Maurice's

mother tonight.

Haven't I, Brendy?

That's a lie.

Maggie's mine.

We're just discussing

it here now.

She wanted someone who

could get close enough...

to give her what she wants.

Tullymore.

Tullymore.

Where is it?

So, what are you going to

spend your half on, Jackie?

We agreed half,

did we, Michael?

No,

I'd just sort of assumed it.

Oh, you assumed it, did you?

Who's that?

- Hello there.

- Hello.

I'm a little bit lost.

Do you know where Tullymore is?

You're not far off, mister.

Back up the lane,

left at the end...

and it's a long road

that has no turning.

Are you from

the village yourself?

I am, all me life.

Would you happen to

know a Ned Devine?

Ned Devine?

Ned Devine.

Do you know him?

I do. I do.

Is it Ned you're wanting?

It is, yeah.

I can take you to

Ned Devine's house if you want.

That'd be very good of you.

Want to jump in the car?

Oh, sweet Jesus!

Ah-choo!

Oh, hey, I'm sorry.

Excuse me,

that's hay fever.

I get it every time I come

down to the country.

Sorry, I'm Jim Kelly.

Jackie O'Shea.

How are you?

Not too bad, Jackie.

So, it's at the end of this road

and then the next left, yeah?

Er, no. If you're

going to Ned's house...

then you better turn right

and head back to the hills.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Sure, I'm sure.

Yes, I've been

here all my life.

Right.

Now, I think there's a

right turn coming up here.

Will you drive a little slower,

mister, please?

Sorry.

I'll try and take it easier now.

Whoa!

Left.

Haven't we just

been up here?

It would seem that way,

but that's a different spot.

Are you having trouble

with the directions?

I am.

You're going too fast. Yes.

Sorry. I thought

I was taking it slower now.

It's faster than a walk,

and I've always walked...

my way around these hills

in the mist and the fog.

There's a left turn.

Left turn here.

No, it's a right turn,

I think. Yes.

- Left or right?

- No, right.

Right, OK.

What kind of business

are you in?

- Oh, business.

- Business?

- Business.

- Yes... business.

Ned. Ned!

Are you in there?

I brought a man to see ya.

Ned? Ned?

I don't think he's in.

I'd best take a look

down the village.

No, no. I'll take

a look round the back.

He sleeps a lot

in the afternoon.

All right.

Come on, p*ssy.

Ah-choo!

Michael...

where are your clothes, man?

- There wasn't time.

- We're at the front door.

I can hear that,

but it's all locked up.

Mind yourself.

You're all right.

He was taking a bath there.

Well, thanks very

much for your help.

Oh, no problem at all.

No problem.

Uh... yes?

Ned, I'm sorry to get

you out of your bath...

but there's a man to see you.

Oh.

Can I come in, Mr. Devine?

It's rather personal.

Jim Kelly. You called my office

in Dublin this morning.

Oh, I... I see.

Why don't you

invite us in, Ned...

so the man can tell

you his business?

Uh, yes.

Uh, right.

Uh, in you come.

I think it's best if

we're left alone now.

- Thanks again.

- Right you are.

- Watch your head.

- All right.

All the best, Ned.

All the best.

Would it be better if I

was dressed, Mr. Kelly?

It would indeed, Ned.

Take your time there, now.

Right.

Do you have any family

living nearby, Ned?

Oh, no.

I'm all on me own now.

Oh, do you have much family

yourself, Mr. Kelly?

Oh, I do.

Too much at times,

if you know what I mean.

We've got three kids now.

So there's always

aunties and uncles...

and cousins coming over,

wanting to visit.

Were you a fisherman

by any chance, Ned?

Oh, yes.

I was at sea, man and boy.

This was my father's

cottage originally.

He used to run

a boat from here.

What do you think?

You... you can't wear that.

You have to be careful.

Winning the lotto can bring

as much bad luck as it can good.

It's a real shame you

don't have any family, Ned.

Oh, you're doing grand.

Don't be worrying, now.

You'll have the lotto man...

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