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My name is Rose McNulty.
I don't kill my child.
My name is Rose McNulty.
I don't kill my child.
Stephen, don't forget, You will need deeds.
- Do you have a key? - When I return tonight.
I will definitely appear on weekends.
People say this is the place he killed the child.
Now, we only need this woman
for review so we can move it
to a new facility.
After you meet him,
I'm sure you will have it out at lunch.
I'm not sure why they have to send someone
as tall as you, Dr. Grene.
Please enter.
Good morning, Florence.
I have brought a young man to see you here.
Roseanne Florence Clear?
No. Roseanne McNulty.
I am the wife Michael McNulty.
We have a son.
Can you tell me, Roseanne, how old are you?
No doubt to ask a woman.
How old are you?
Hello, Mrs. Magpie.
How is your husband?
One for sorrow, two for joy.
Which one are you?
Number two.
Dr. Grene.
You can't stay here forever, can you, Roseanne?
I will, thank you.
You are real.
We might have to move you to a new facility.
No.
I live here.
- How long, Roseanne? - Until I want to leave.
We changed this place into a hotel and spa.
Then I will stay at the hotel.
I have finished talking now.
Caitlin, how many are ready for the bus tomorrow?
Eight, doctors.
I think there are nine.
One pass, doctor.
His friend Joe Grady from the fifth ward.
- Oh, that's sad. - Tell me, doctor...
Shh.
He has ears that can hear through the wall.
Eyes behind from his head.
He sees many things the whole place...
vision, appearance.
He can't function in the real world.
Ah, the real world.
Tell me what the direction is again, Dr. Hart.
Ward three.
I have to remember that.
Okay, thank you, Audrey. So, this is a plan here.
As you can see, things are quite broad.
And they will build walk along the road.
Oh look at this. Wait until you see this.
Watch this.
And he will stop...
... and continue.
He lives in his own house a little purgatory.
I'm not talking New facilities are heaven,
but it's time to check box, doctor.
Here we are. This is sad, I know.
That's all, you're sad. Yes, that's it.
Of course, I know, yes.
But we are amazing. We are amazing.
Ah, there is Margaret. I know.
Throw it out.
Incredible!
Oh God, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
They are my stuff. Oh, God.
Oh my God.
What have you done with my Bible?
That is my book. Give them back to me.
- What are you doing? - I only do my work.
Nurse Caitlin? Nurse Caitlin?
Nurse Caitlin!
What? What is on earth?
What is on earth.
- Caitlin's nurse! - Calm down!
Stop! Stop!
I beg you.
My items are there.
- Please don't drive... - Rose, what happened?
- My diary. - He took the key.
- Everything in my scriptures. - Hey, go back to the truck.
- My holy book. - Rose, what's wrong?
That's me there. I. My life.
What happened, Florence?
- What is happening? - Get away from me.
Don't let him approach me.
- Don't let him get close... - Go back to your job, nurse.
Calm down.
Return to your work.
- I'm sorry? - I said back to your job.
- He is looking for his diary. - I know. I know.
- She's fine, she's fine. - Leave him alone.
- Let him go. - This is a medical problem.
Isn't that right, Florence?
- This woman is hysterical. - Why did you throw
- the items come out? - Because he has to go,
that's why
He must go. Isn't that right, Florence?
Here it is.
Well, this will calm you, okay?
Here it is. This is it.
- Here. - Thank you.
Can you lower the jump, please?
OK.
Take care of your feet now.
That's a medical problem.
Has nothing to do with you, Do you understand?
Has nothing to do with you.
Nurse, see the jump
Don't have anything to do with you.
I will make it part of my evaluation later.
What?
Are you saying you will take
responsibility for this patient?
Yes.
Okay, alright, in this case, nurse!
Nurse!
Don't leave the patient, Do you understand?
Think about it, doctor.
You are up to Friday, Dr. Grene.
- Remove all these items. - Right, yes.
Hey, hey, hey. That is the Bible.
Give it here.
Get all of these items... All these items reach the ward.
Great.
How do you feel?
Like someone taking my soul.
You see, they take my cross.
Your cross?
Yes.
I'm sorry, Rose.
Rose, can you read it?
Why?
So, Dr. Grene can re-evaluate you.
Oh, that means I can stay?
That means you don't want to leave tomorrow.
Oh tomorrow?
I've been here for 40 years.
My child was born there.
Who will remember my baby?
I want to hear your story, Rose.
Do you have ears to listen?
Funeral don't need his ears.
He must rent it out.
Who is the administrator?
- Other doctors. - Oh, yes.
"January 4, 1942.
I write these words quietly,
fear and terror.
I have to look for a relative to claim me,
if not I'm here forever,
cursed towards a living death.
My childhood is happy. I am happy in County Sligo. "
I get my music from my father.
I love my father.
When my father dies,
my mother's heart dies with her.
She lives in her clothes that mourn
= mourning night and night
until they take him away.
Stay in his mourning clothes night and day
until they bring it from me.
When I meet Michael McNulty...
I know I will do it wait for him forever.
I will never meet my fighter pilot
if not for that horrible man
with a mustache.
Rose: When war comes to Belfast,
I lost my job.
I was evacuated to Republic,
who does not fight.
I go to work for my mother's sister
Aunt Eleanor in its simplicity hotel.
Will return to my childhood home
from Ballytivnan
like stepping in a fairy tale,
a peaceful world is cut off from all reality.
Can I take your case?
Thank you.
- Hello, Roseanne. - Hello.
- What is your trip? - Alright.
Come on, you two.
Brother.
Let's go.
Everything is accepted at my aunt's cafe,
Catholic and Protestant,
depends on their appearance.
My aunt is very strict seating policy.
People who are are allowed to enter,
and that is stored outside.
- No. - And those who are
not permitted at all.
- There you see... - Hi, Joe.
... poor Joe Brady,
who will die in a mental hospital
at the top of the city.
Can I have...
- rings, sugar... - A donut?
Yes.
Happy like me,
fighter aircraft outside Ben Bulben
always a reminder
that war is never far away.
- Hello. - Hello.
Rose of Prunty Temperance Hotel?
- me. - I am Michael McNulty.
McNulty Tobacco = and Spirit Trader.
That's it, huh.
We contradict, so...
Don't they say opposite interests?
Oh, are they, now?
I will go for a while, Rose.
I hope you are here when I return.
Well, that's good to meet you, Michael.
Nice to meet you, too, Rose.
Roses? Rose Clear?
- me. - Don't see you
since you are a girl.
At your mother's funeral.
Maybe you have forgotten what Ballytivnan is like.
You have to be careful with whom you hang out.
- What do you mean? - Do you sympathize?
Which your sympathy is lying?
With us or with an Englishman?
The McNultys are family shop owners,
no trade.
Butter bread on both sides, understand?
No.
Be careful who side you take.
I will save it find out for you.
Conas at├í tu?
Go maith, Tom├ís. Go maith.
Stop it, Michael McNulty.
Oh no. Stop it!
Watch me, Will you?
You swim along the way?
You have to be careful out there when the current changes.
Looks calm above,
but below it churns like buttermilk.
I am a good swimmer.
You know, this is not a place for women.
Well, I don't see a sign.
No need to sign.
It's like that forever. Everybody knows that.
- I don't. - Hmm.
You are not from around here are you?
You swim there
on the other side from the crossing.
OK.
I will forgive you today.
Are you a police officer?
I don't.
A lifeguard?
I am a coast guard various kinds, huh.
You can't a coast guard.
You are also a coast guard or not.
Are you a butcher?
Bakers?
Candlestick maker?
You are not afraid right?
Afraid of what?
The only time here
a woman looks directly into the eyes of a man
is when he is his wife.
Well, I should go, so...
Do you want a ride?
- Maybe not. - Good, so.
I keep closing the window to let the air in
Then I look in the mirror and something tells me
does not leave you behind.
A small bird?
No.
Big big birds, like phoenix.
Well, if I get into this car, will I come out?
Depending on where you will go.
Ballytivnan.
I will take you to Ballytivnan, so.
You promise?
I promise.
OK.
So what are you doing in Ballytivnan?
I'm working for my aunt Eleanor.
- Mrs. Prunty? - Aye.
What are you doing?
I hear people's problems for life.
A psychiatrist?
No.
I should not take you to the village.
You will violate your appointment.
Well, this is a small town.
Don't want people to speak now.
Thank you.
Sorry, father.
Grene: Father Gaunt?
Will you stay here overnight, doctor?
Listen to this.
"July 21, 1969.
Humans on the moon on TV.
Irish people.
One of them is called 'Michael.'
Could it be my child?
Very far, so it's free... Inspire.
Feel like a bird all day. "
He does not believe his son died.
What is that?
" Moonlight Sonata, " I think.
This is interesting. This is amazing, Mrs. Prunty.
Rose, will you serve Father Gaunt, please?
- Hello, Rose. - Hello.
Let's see, Can we? a Protestant girl, Rose?
Of course we can't Everything is perfect, Daddy.
I have to begon Earl Gray.
Don't have it at home.
It was named Second Mr. Gray.
- The second, not the first? - Second.
He is the Prime Minister of from England one hundred years ago.
They named tea afterwards.
They do.
They are funny people, England.
Do you consider yourself English, Rose?
I am not an English Rose, Father.
I am a true and true Irishman.
Is that all?
Hmm
He is in the car with the priest, huh?
- Protestant girl? - Protestant girl.
Are you sure about that?
Oh yes, I'm about that, huh.
Virgin Annie
is what we usually call your mother.
He is very pure.
Will not see a man before marriage.
Then he meets your father.
Nine months later you were born,
with marriages among them to satisfy Grandma Kaddon.
I was born of love, so
You can't Princess Kathy Kaddon
without limits.
I experience there is no connection with it.
Mrs. Prunty.
If you step out with the Father Gaunt again,
I will fire you.
Ann!
Hello, Rose.
Do you see the way he looks at me?
Are you sure he saw you?
Then from the sky he comes,
as promised.
And I know that.
I know that is Michael
doing a little dance for me alone in the sky.
Then he flies back war.
I watched...
until he becomes a point on the horizon.
Most of the other men
in Ballytivnan is a lot of rough.
There is a tailor gang.
- Desi. - Eamon.
Barry.
O'Donnell's tailor
and soft Jack Conroy.
Roses?
That's Rose, right?
Net. Rose Clear.
Will you come out with me, Rose Clear?
Where?
Anywhere.
Pictures.
Comfortable in mixed bars.
Well, I might be if you have good manners.
I will find it.
I will find courtesy, Miss Clear.
And respect.
You will have to find it first.
Well, Jack, how are you?
Yo!
Geez.
I tell you, Rose, that is not your imagination.
Will you dance, Rose?
OK.
You are a strong woman, Rose.
I don't. I'm fragile.
Give him a room there, Joe Brady.
Provide a place for the Holy Spirit.
Let the woman breathe, Boost.
Why don't you dance? with him, so?
What's up, Rose?
Rose, are you okay?
- Everyone sees us. - No, they are not.
You just become paranoid.
Like my mother?
- Rose. Rose. - I just don't want
center of everyone attention, Jack.
I love you, Rose.
- Jack. - Yes, Rose.
- please. - Let me go.
No. No, look at my eyes
like you did another day, please.
- Let me go, Jack, no. - Please, Rose.
Go home, Jack.
Why do you lead men, Rose?
What do I say to you?
Don't look at men in the eyes.
You are the one who saw me in the eyes.
I am a pastor, Rose.
You are a priest who also wants to be a man, Stephen.
Make your mind, but don't bother me.
- Aunt Eleanor, I... - I have a business to run,
Roses.
- I'm sorry. - You don't understand
Which strength do you have more than men?
Bring your things together.
Are you okay
live here alone?
Germany calls.
Large attacks against France have ended.
It has been taken to arrive at a conclusion of victory.
And around the world people wonder,
When will I attack against British soil coming?
Michael. Michael!
Roses?
Here! Here!
Michael, we have to go.
Come on! Come on!
Michael.
Oh no. We have to go.
- Michael. - Come on!
Lower your voice.
Men, to the river.
Find a bank.
Come on! Come on!
There.
Here.
Come on.
You should hide.
Open.
This is where you are.
Open.
Come on.
Tell me where he is.
Tell me where he is
or I will have you on this floor.
Leave him alone!
He hid it, traitors who love Brit!
She's a whore! I can see it in his eyes.
Get out of the way. Get out of the way!
Outside.
You choose the wrong side.
Come on, Conway.
- Shh. - He will die.
Tom!
Tom.
Who is Tom?
He is my friend.
Where did you get burns?
Our plane burns.
Tom is burning alive.
I tried to get it out, but it didn't work.
I ran away, he died, he was.
Many things happen in war, Rose.
How are you?
The water is good.
Have not heard that voice for a long time.
... on this island
for the past few weeks
recently achieved high intensity.
Thank you from every home on our island
exit to British aviator
who are not afraid of opportunities
is changing the current world war
by their greatness and by their dedication.
I should return soon.
I think I will have it will be coming soon.
... big victory
for the Royal Navy.
Meanwhile, in front of the house,
and despite increasing civilian casualties,
dashing men RAF
continue to be taken to the sky in their Spitfires...
... to protect
their little island.
Go hiding. I will get rid of them.
You can't stay here all alone, Rose.
I'm fine.
I need a housekeeper.
Can I enter?
I don't think that's true, Dad.
I don't think you have to enter.
Why not?
I will consider your offer.
Give me time.
I only need time.
Yes.
Time.
Yes. Good.
Great.
I think he's gone
without saying goodbye.
I feel lonely again.
But different this time,
like losing parts of myself.
Then I see the flower he goes for me.
Do you want a cigar?
- Do you have a cigar too? - I do.
Well, I won't say no.
You can get it on St. Malachy.
Asylum?
They plant tobacco on farms.
Patients go crazy they are smokeless.
God helps them.
Is this terrible?
At the moment it feels like the best cigar
In the world.
Do you play music and you can cook?
I play piano.
My father taught me.
I would love to hear you some time.
This reminds him of Michael.
True love.
Can I?
OK.
Do you think about?
My mother.
Hmm
He is crazy about love with my father.
After he died, he went crazy and they drove him away.
Sometimes I think love frightens him.
I am afraid you will die.
Will you wait for me, Rose?
Try and be safe now.
It's safe.
What is that for?
That's for you.
For courage on the face from the enemy.
Michael.
I don't want you to go.
Stay there for a while.
Michael.
Who's this?
It's okay. I will take care of it.
Good.
Will you marry me, Rose?
Do you want to marry me?
I do.
I want you all for myself.
You don't have a ring.
Maeve, thank you.
Sorry for being in a hurry.
You're welcome. Your name?
- Rose Clear. - Rose. Fun.
- Michael McNulty. - Michael.
And you have that ring?
And by giving and receiving a ring,
I am now saying you husband and wife.
Even though it's an ring from cigars,
but I'm sure it will stand in the palace of Heaven.
What are you waiting for, Michael?
You can kiss.
Oh my God.
- Congratulations. - Thank you dad.
No, pastor. Pastor.
Congratulations!
I am sure you will be very .
Seduce! OK.
We depart.
Smiling.
Come on, Mrs. McNulty.
Let's take your bag and get out of here.
Michael, stop it.
Stop.
Michael, you have to go. There is someone inside.
You must turn and leave.
- Go away! - You can come back for me.
- Go, Michael. - I would.
I will come back for you!
Go, Michael! Go!
Father Gaunt?
You have a good look there, Ann?
Oh, I think it's a parish business.
Sorry, I didn't see you. I'm very narrow.
You're the only one family members are still alive.
Very sad.
What do you find most interesting about the report?
Hold in the direction of the lamp.
Well, you can see through it.
Father Gaunt hits the key is very hard.
He clearly believes every word he writes.
Here, the mantra "nymphomania."
N-Y-M-P-H-O-M
"Nympho..." A-N-I-A
- Well, he's right. - Yes, and see this.
Sergeant says he saw it killed his son with a stone.
I mean...
I don't kill my child.
They kill my baby, but I baptize my son,
baptize it with that name from his father
with salt water through salt tears.
You are my judge,
one man, one woman.
One man and two women.
One man, one woman... Two people.
I want a fair hearing of two people I believe
before I die.
Did you find my husband?
Is he dead?
I have a warrant here to bring you
to Saint Malachy Mental hospital.
Why? Why?
- Come on now. - No.
No, I can't go! No, I can not!
He might come back! Michael! Michael!
No! Michael!
You are here for that word
of your only surviving relatives Mrs. Prunty
and confirmation from parish priest
- Father Gaunt. - Why?
Sexual behavior from unreasonable nature.
Have you found my husband?
Mrs. said Prunty you are not married.
It's all in your head, Rose, like your mother.
I think you need time to settle here, Rose and I think we will make you here for a moment.
But I haven't done anything yet.
Nurse. That is all.
This is your new home, Rose.
Come with me, baby. Come.
You are safe here.
We will take care of you.
Outside.
If you don't want to end on the side of the room
get it under your blanket and keep quiet.
Now.
Sit down!
Roses.
Take just a little porridge, Rose.
Let them see you eat it.
I will handle this.
Enough! Take him out of bed.
Remove him.
- Right. - Hold him.
No! No!
No!
Leave him alone.
This is your porridge.
- No! - Hold him.
- Open your mouth. - No!
- Open the mouth. - Damn you!
Open your dirty mouth.
Open.
Open your mouth or I will damage your teeth.
Now, we will have to clean you.
Let me go! Please not! Let me go!
- Pipe down! - Let me go!
I want my husband!
Let me go! Let me go!
- Get me my husband! - Try not to hurt yourself.
That's a good girl.
They say it's here it happened,
on the rocks there by crossing.
You are right. It is beautiful.
May I ask you, doctor,
why did you take this case?
I have to fix it some loose ends
in my parents' house.
I remember coming here for summer vacation.
I remember my father shouting at me
to swim during high tide.
I can't imagine what it's like
confined for 50 years.
He is here, Father.
Hello, Rose.
We need in the room, Dad.
I know you don't want it to see me, Rose.
Mrs. Prunty won't get you out,
but if you are married, Rose...
Do you understand me?
I am pregnant, Dad.
You exit.
They say is a baby pastor.
Father Gaunt?
I want to hear it his confession.
Imagine him.
We need to get this tobacco
to St. Malachy.
What will you do with your baby?
What do you mean?
I submit it.
You don't want it?
I have no choice.
He will be sent to America, I hope.
Do you hope?
If he is healthy, he will be sent to America.
If not, he must stay here
for the rest of his life.
Shut up!
you! Back to work.
Good news! Good news, Sister Sarah!
The twins finally have been adopted.
They leave for Boston.
Isn't that good news, Rose?
You won't take my baby goes.
No.
That will remain here.
How long have you been with , Teresa?
Ever since I was born.
Since he was born.
That is if it's lucky.
Some poor mites don't make it.
Roses?
The back door lock for me.
Do it quickly.
Roses! Roses!
Rose, this is Stephen!
Come on!
Does he go on the head or what?
Come on, he might sink.
Come on.
Line!
He is lost, Dad.
- He got lost. - Keep going.
He will never survive in this matter.
Continue!
Father, is that your child?
Will on them rocks.
Continue, continue!
Roses! Roses!
Jesus Christ. He killed the baby!
Roses!
Oh my God.
My memory.
They take my memory.
Take my memory with electricity.
This is you?
Ah, yes, that's me.
What happens afterward baby is born?
He comes out and he cries.
And I cut the cord and she cried.
And what happens next?
Where is my cross?
That...
You know, for courage before the enemy.
... the cross.
Where did you get it?
From Michael.
Family name?
Michael McNulty.
Are you sure?
Of course, of course, for sure.
What does the baby look like?
Men. A beautiful boy.
according to you I killed my baby boy
like everyone else?
No, I don't, Lady Rose.
You know, there are diseases...
There is disease in people
which stops them seeing the truth.
Oh dear.
Whatever you see with love is truth.
The rest is smoke.
Excuse me, kid.
You are a good listener.
Thank you.
Are you intimate... conversation?
Only if I have two more of them.
So, what is your story, doctor?
My mother loves me to the point of madness.
Talk so much he takes all the air out of the room.
And my father is a little word.
That means "Make tea."
That means "Sweeping the floor."
That means, "Help me, I'm dying."
He is lying on the floor
and he tried to tell me something.
He is like,
"Your mother..."
I say, "Love me?"
And he is like...
And he appoints for himself,
so I said, "Do you love me?"
And he is like...
Always there something missing, you know?
Archbishop likes to walk here.
On the other hand, of course.
Why do they ask me?
I don't know.
I was just asked to pick you up
and bring you back.
He wakes up!
He sank his baby.
That's really baby pastor?
Men.
You are a poor person.
Poor.
Can I see it?
Your baby is in a better place.
What do you mean?
Your baby is dead.
No.
- Yes. - No, no.
Shh.
Shh, shh, shh.
You go home now.
I want my baby.
Shh, shh, shh.
Shh.
We will take care of you.
We will be careful from you now.
My name is Rose McNulty.
I don't kill my child.
My name is Rose McNulty.
- Orderlies, hold him. - I didn't kill...
- My name is Rose McNulty. - Protective mouth.
- I don't kill my child. - Come on, take it there.
Hold him. Hold him silent.
Hello my love.
Did you come to take me home?
I have already.
Michael dies, Rose.
They killed him.
Do you talk about, Michael?
Michael is dead.
Did you come to take me home?
No, Rose. No, Rose. Listen to me.
- Michael dies. - Michael.
Rose, he's dead.
Tell Rose, I love her,
and that I think about it.
No.
- No. - They killed him.
- I'm sorry. - No.
No no.
Father, it's time to go.
No.
I'm sorry.
Father, I have my order.
Stephen. Stephen.
Don't... don't leave me.
No problem. No problem.
Yes, right.
It's OK, Rose.
I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry, Rose. - Michael.
- No no no no. - Michael.
No no No. No, Rose.
Take me home, Michael.
- No problem. - Michael.
- Orderlies. - Rose, Rose, Rose.
Order!
No problem. Yes, right.
It's okay, Rose.
What are you doing?
- Look at me. Look at me. - Where is Michael?
- What?
You killed him!
- You killed him! - Orderlies.
- You killed him! - Rose, Rose, Rose!
- Okay, Dad. - Not return.
You killed him! What did you do with him?
Where is Michael?
- You killed him! - Rose, stop that! Stop it!
You kill... You...
Okay, alright. Look at me.
No problem.
Yes, right.
Okay, Rose?
Just... Let's sit down, okay?
Good.
Yes, right.
No problem.
Michael.
- No, you killed him! - Hold him.
Order! Nurses!
Return to your bed.
We have it now.
Roses. Roses!
I do my memories
to the Book of Roses.
They become me, and I become them.
My secret scriptures and me.
There is no difference.
I accept now that Michael is dead.
I don't accept my child die.
This has left the hole in my heart
which can only be filled in
if my son comes to claim me.
Dr. Grene.
Look, you don't have
to sit here all night, you know.
Release yourself to sleep somewhere else.
- Continue. - Tell me,
there binding reports?
Yes of course.
- I will leave it for you. - Good. Thank you.
You are thinking too much _ here.
I mean, transportation will be here
at midday tomorrow,
so he must go.
He doesn't have a family.
No one will come and claim it.
Just talk to him. Explain that to him.
Make him easy.
You have read the sergeant version
- Events? - Yes
Two stories. Which one do you believe?
I trust him.
Surprise surprise.
Are you okay, Rose?
Oh
I dreamed I found my child.
Caitlin, can you read that part again?
"There is no calendar or clock in our baby's house,
so we will not know our baby's birth date.
My baby is born after late daffodil, = = when the flowering apple is blooming."
What is your birthday?
Depending on who you ask.
My mother said first in May.
My father said the second.
Look at this.
What is happening here?
Transportation will be here soon.
If you don't move, we must anesthetize you.
Why, Dermot? Say why?
This is the church, Stephen.
That's just a church.
"Dear Stephen,
I have your father for 40 years,
and I love you all your life.
You were given to me and Margaret as a baby.
A godsend,
and you have enriched our lives.
We were told by your mother was dead by Pastor Gaunt. "
Father Gaunt, where are you?
"When he comes to us later in his life
and tells the truth..."
Father? Father?
"... he is very deep problematic man.
I am sorry that I can never tell you yourself.
Your father, Martin Thomas Grene. ,
a brave man. "
Michael sent you, not him?
He does.
Let's go.
Where?
Home.
Did you come to take me home?
I have already.