Made in Dublin (2023) Movie Script
1
Good afternoon, folks.
My name is Finn O'Connor.
Could you lay an egg, please?
Try laying an egg.
Could you be a little bit more organic?
Fabulous.
Thank you very much.
I do love her.
Oh, boundaries.
I do tell the boundaries.
Sorry.
That's it.
Thank you very much.
I gave this pastor
the beating of his life.
I gave this pastor the
beating of his life.
Beating of his life.
Gave the guy the
beating of his life.
Then he walks on a technicality
and I get suspended for
doing my fucking job.
The world is fucked up, bro.
That's good.
Can you send in the
next guy on your way out?
And O'Connor, I would keep
my head down if I were you.
Shirley's fuming.
Fuck.
Well, luckily for you,
there's a tech millionaire at the bar.
So Shirley's trying to see how
far he can get his nose up his arse.
He should have calmed down
by the time he sees you.
Fingers crossed.
So, how did the audition go?
Same as all the others, really.
I exist in a state of
constant rejection.
I didn't mean you.
Let's forget about that. Okay?
Maybe your luck is
about to change.
I'm serving table three
and one of the fuckers on
there is Brendan Bloom.
What?
He's in town on like a scouting mission
for his next film.
It'd be rude not to introduce him
to a bit of the Finn O'Connor magic.
Service.
Okay. That's their remains.
I'm gonna swap you.
Come on, man. Every famous
actor has a story like this.
Don't forget to thank me
in your Oscar speech.
Good evening, everybody.
I have your main course here.
Who the fuck are you?
Where's my waitress?
The one with the fantastic arse.
Polly's been called away
to another table, sir.
-I've roasted your sea bloom
-Yeah. Yeah. Just put it down. Whatever.
Yeah. So one of the things that
Why are you still
fucking standing there?
Mr. Bloom.
Brendan, he knows your name.
Okay, what do you want? An autograph?
Come on, gimme the pen.
No, it's not that.
I'm an actor.
And I was just wondering
if maybe you'd be interested in
-letting me audition for your next.
-You must be joking.
I'm out for dinner.
My good friend
-Claudia.
-Claudia.
-Paloma.
-My good friends Claudia and Paloma.
You've got the fucking audacity
to try and tap me up.
No, Mr. Bloom. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be intrusive.
-It's just
-All the actors I work with
have a natural intensity.
Something special that
I have a gift for spotting.
You have nothing about you.
Take a tip.
Never ever interrupt a director
in a social environment.
Get a show reel.
Do it properly.
You'd get a much gentler no.
How am I meant to get a show
reel if I cannot--
Not my problem.
Improvise. YouTube yourself.
All the kids are doing it.
Or better still, give up.
You may think you're an actor,
but you look more
like a waiter to me.
And even that seems
to be a problem.
Actually, sorry.
Sorry.
No, no. I may have a role.
I may have a role for you.
It's the part,
the part of a character that fucks off
when he's not wanted.
Could you audition for that now?
That's it. You're perfect.
Natural.
-You're hired.
-Brendan! Stop!
Jesus fucking Christ.
Look.
Okay, I know the guy is a grade A wanker.
But you can't give up like that.
Come on. You have the talent.
You just need the break.
So what am I meant to do, Paul?
Just walk up there
and start fucking acting for him.
Yeah.
Look, if you're gonna
be a bear, be a grizzly.
Mr. Bloom, I know you told me
to fuck off already.
-Un-fucking-believable!
-I--
Get me the manager.
Now.
This guy has to go.
What kind of a place is this?
Mr. Bloom? I'm Mr. Temple.
The matre d'. My sincere apologies.
If we can just calm down,
I'm sure I can straighten it out.
Straighten it out?
Your man here has been nothing
but a nuisance.
I'm out for a quiet dinner.
He's been interrupting,
trying to get work.
It's unacceptable.
I understand, sir.
And it'll be dealt with.
Perhaps if you'd like to take a seat,
I can send you and your guests over
-a bottle of the best champagne.
-No, no. I'm done.
This place is a joke. Trust me.
You don't be posting
about this on Instagram
and don't expect me
to pay for the food.
No.
And seriously, don't
expect a fucking tip, boy!
He's demented.
Get him the hell away from me.
Go back to the kitchen
to order Mr. Bloom a taxi
and wait for me there.
Mr. Bloom. I have a car coming
through in five minutes.
Fuck's sake.
You're finished here, you little prick!
God knows I should have
fired you before now.
You'll never make
it as an actor.
You'll certainly never make it
as a waiter at Luna.
Now get your stuff and get out.
Fuck you, Shirley.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my
If they did, they would not live
Till we cherish the Monday
You've reached Bloom.
If it's important, leave a message.
Anything else, contact my agent.
Mr. Bloom, this is Betty
from the rehab clinic,
just confirming you are being
admitted to us next week.
Any questions, just give me a call.
And in the meantime,
I hope you're taking it easy.
So, have you ever partied
with an Oscar winner before?
What?
You won an Oscar?
Only Best Director, 2004.
Well, I was three in 2004.
-Of course you were.
-Mr. Bloom?
Mr. Bloom?
Fucking autograph hunters.
They can't get you on the water.
Excuse me, Mr. Bloom, sir.
Look, pal, my boat, my time,
you understand.
No autographs today.
It's a signature I want
rather than an autograph, sir.
And it is your boat I'm here for.
Or rather, Mason and Kane's finances boat.
It's about your payment, sir.
Your last
three payments, to be exact.
Or lack of.
Brendan, honey, is everything okay there?
Everything's fine.
I paid this boat off, you fuck.
Not quite, Mr. Bloom.
Just a small amount of around
two hundred and twenty-three
thousand dollars.
The company is quite keen
to recoup its money.
I have notice papers here to repossess.
I have to serve them
to you in person, sir.
Tell your bosses to go fuck themselves.
That's not a very good tactic, Mr. Bloom.
You know, I'm just the first messenger.
There are a few less
understanding fellows back at the office
just itching to get some fresh air,
if you know what I mean.
We're happy to come to an arrangement.
I'm aware you're the owner
of that Ferrari in the car park.
No, that really is mine.
I bought that with cash
from a TV commercial I made.
You can go nowhere near that,
you little shit.
It's all collateral, Mr. Bloom.
I'm happy to come up.
Get you an agreement?
Fuck you.
You'll get your money just as soon as
I get back from shooting my next movie.
I'll be sure to pass the message on.
And I hope it flies.
Afternoon, miss.
Hey, Brendan, are you coming back?
Baby, hey.
Hey.
What's going on, Gloria?
He left us here.
How are we going to get home?
My car!
My car!
Fuck you!
Good morning, Brendan.
I've been thinking about it.
Fuck Warner Brothers.
Their loss.
Email them back and say, "fuck you."
Then get on to Universal.
Eugene Kyle and I go back a long way.
He'll back any idea if I'm attached.
Eugene left Universal last year.
Left?
To go where?
He took a sabbatical, apparently.
A sabbatical?
For what?
He's not made anything decent in a decade.
Oh, no, thank you.
Bit early for me.
What a fucking state this town is in.
Canceling the people that built it.
I suppose if I was black or disabled
or fucking transitioning,
the studios would be biting my hand off.
Well, the Dublin project is looking good.
I should fucking hope so.
I'm paying for it.
Schedule-wise, we were able
to push everything back to work
around your wildly re
Rehab, rehab.
Call it what it is.
Just drop me off and dry me out.
I was in there three months the last time.
And I'm fucked
if I'm going back for that long again.
What has Neeson said?
His people are holding their cards
close to their chest.
They say he's been too busy
to read the script.
Too busy doing what?
Remind his people.
They owe me a favor.
The media are excited
about your new project.
Of course.
They love a local boy made good story.
Love your hair, Nance.
Better clear that up
before the interviewer gets here,
or he'll think you're
a frustrated child, my love.
What's she talking about?
What interview?
Vanity Fair.
Oh.
I'll chase up Liam Neeson's people while
while they're away.
Maybe a good idea
to organize a get-together
with a few of the boys
while they're in Dublin.
Before my impending sobriety.
Give the tree a shake and see
who falls out.
Obviously, start with Bono.
But don't go down as low as Brosnan.
I want a bit of crack.
So, Brendan Bloom, Hollywood director.
You grew up in working-class Dublin
with nothing.
Thanks, Carl.
Well, it wasn't quite nothing.
I was a boy from a
council estate with a dream.
I think those days shaped the man
I became, though, Carl.
So you're a fighter?
I am.
And this year's BAFTA
for Best Director goes to
Brendan Bloom!
And the Oscar goes to
Brendan Bloom!
And this year,
the Golden Palm is awarded to
Brendan Bloom for Champagne Charlie!
-Brendan Bloom!
-Brendan Bloom!
Brendan Bloom!
So I'm guessing
Margot Robbie.
It wasn't Margot.
And she'd be mortified
to know that you guessed it.
Well, I'll keep guessing
until you tell me.
Well, I'll never divulge.
Brendan.
It's a pleasure.
Oh, mine, I'm sure.
Oh, darling, Jonah was just
teasing me with a story
about a mystery celebrity
and an unflushable turd.
Sounds like the plot to
the next big Marvel blockbuster.
Sit.
It's a wonderful house
you have here, Brendan.
Thank you.
We're here, how long, my love?
Three years.
That's right, three years.
I bought the house from Kathy Bates.
Fantastic actress.
She's wonderful, isn't she?
God, isn't she?
Bitch to negotiate with.
She's one of the old school.
At least you know
where you stand with her.
Not like this new bunch
of precocious artists.
Brendan has a slight beef
with Hollywood's
younger generation of stars.
Are you including yourself
in that group, darling?
I wouldn't exactly call it a beef, Jonah.
It's more of a genuine concern.
-Concern?
-Exactly.
Concern. They have no sense
of legacy, of struggle.
Everything's handed to them on a plate,
usually by their parents.
Entitled little pricks.
-What Brendan means
-What I mean is, Jonah,
I came to this town with nothing.
And I built a legacy from the ground up.
Well, you certainly built a reputation.
So, Martha, what are your thoughts
on this new enfant-tachible?
What do you mean by reputation?
Well, Brendan, I think it's fair to say
that you're well known
for your no-nonsense style of directing.
You famously ruffled some feathers
and eagles along the way.
I came to Hollywood
to make movies, not friends.
Of course, of course,
and you undoubtedly achieved that.
So, what's your angle in this article?
Angle?
I don't usually like to be seen
badmouthing fellow celebs.
Bad for the brand.
Ask me anything you want,
but I need a complete transcript
before it goes to print.
Oh, Brendan, there must be a tiny mix-up.
Jonah's here to interview me.
It's an Oscar thing.
You must be proud of Martha
for her Oscar nomination.
Potential nomination.
I'm assuming this interview is designed
to maximize her chances
of this Oscar thing being successful.
I'm not sure she needs
the interview for that.
The industry noise is very positive
towards Martha's direction.
I bet it is.
Playing an alcoholic
is a winning hand in this town.
Only beaten by a sense
of portrayal of a fucking retard.
Oscars are all about studio
influence rather than talent.
Well, you have one,
Brendan, so you tell us.
Yes, I have one.
Should have been two.
But we all know Marty
deserved it that year.
Well, I'd love to see it, Brendan.
I mean, I've never held an Oscar before.
God knows where it is.
It's probably in my house
in Dublin somewhere.
Probably a doorstop.
I've never actually needed awards
to justify my value to the film industry.
For me, satisfaction comes
in the smaller moments of recognition,
a young actor asking for advice
or telling me that something
I've made has inspired them.
That's better than a slap in the back
from a collection of paranoid sycophants.
Look, we can carry this on another time.
No, you stay, Jonah.
Don't leave on my account.
I'm so sorry about him.
He's everything
and more than you expect.
He never disappoints.
I mean, you would think that
he'd be a little more reserved
after his out-of-court settlements.
Trust me, it's just made him more bitter.
Not so much the enormous payout,
but the fallout from it.
He's just furious that no one
wants to work with him.
Look, it'd be lovely
to carry this interview on
in less stressful surroundings.
You're staying at the Four Seasons?
I am.
I'm leaving on Monday.
Why don't you head back there now,
and I'll follow on.
Okay.
You know what that is?
It's a letter.
You're a sharp one, Jonah.
It's a letter from a fan
thanking me for inspiring her
to follow her dreams
of becoming an actress.
I get lots of those,
but this one's special.
You see who it's from?
Hollywood sweetheart.
She was all over me once, Jonah,
begging to meet, begging to audition.
And we both know what she was prepared
to do to get that big break, don't we?
Fuck you, Brendan.
Now look at her.
An A-lister with no need of her dinosaur
of a husband anymore.
I'mma head off.
I'll catch up with you later.
Brendan, nice to meet you, finally.
Give my best to the Academy.
You are a pathetic fucking dinosaur.
You're just a little man trapped
in this egotistical funk.
I think you enjoy destroying yourself.
Look at you, Brendan.
You're a wreck.
Half the man you were when I met you.
Get yourself to rehab, Brendan.
Before you burn everything down.
You'd be nothing without me.
I guess we'll find out.
Oh, stop it, stop it, stop it.
Welcome to Globar.
My name is Desiree Temple.
You are all gorgeous.
Apart from you,
you're a little bit terrifying,
but still very welcome.
Now, you guys look like a bunch
of crazy fucking bitches.
Are you ready for a show?
Yes!
Okay, because I'm a
"put on a show" kind of guy.
Let's do it.
Miss you, my love.
Different eyes
Different size, different girls everyday
Different names, different games
Took my breath, clear away
But I'm changed, rearranged
I am enlightened and how
You have caught me
You've taught me
And I am different now
Take me and break me
And close all your windows
Get the fuck out of my house, you bastard.
Where's your cash?
I don't have any cash.
Jesus, Colin, will you go easy
on the fella?
Do you want to give him
my fucking address as well?
I'm going to have to snuff you out now.
Do you know my name?
Cash?
In the kitchen, the tea box.
It's not much.
Jesus.
Are you some kind of gay boy?
Here.
Keep your gay boy photos.
Give me that.
Grab those records as well.
It's worth money these days.
Please, I beg you.
Please leave the records.
Take anything else.
-I don't need the record--
-Get the fucking records!
Please.
Please, I beg you.
Please leave them.
I have to.
Please leave them.
They're-- Please.
Please
Oh.
You should have called me.
You never answer your phone.
Those sleeping tablets
of yours that keep a bowl down.
And are you sure
you don't want to call the guards?
What's the point?
They just smirk, take a statement,
file it under drama queen.
Maybe even arrest you for being fabulous.
Well, as long as you're okay.
Yeah, I am.
Believe it or not.
It's just
Just the records.
You know, listening to them always
kept Adrian close to me.
What about Luna?
Do you have to go in?
Spoke to the restaurant this morning.
Said take as long as you want,
which means be back, pronto.
But they're being good.
That's because they have the
greatest matre d' this side of the Seine.
Yes.
You should take this time off
to sort that garden out.
I know, I know.
That was Adrian's department.
I haven't been out there since
Since
Since he died.
And when will the delicious
Desiree Temple be gracing
us with her presence back
in the spotlight?
As soon as I got my va-va-voom back.
I should have kept my makeup off.
I think Desiree would have kicked those
thieving inbreds into next week.
In ten-inch platforms.
Absolutely.
Well, I'm off.
The club won't run itself.
Take your time, but hurry up.
Your audience will be distraught
without you.
And you're my biggest star.
And by biggest, you mean fattest.
Wasn't gonna say it, but
Jeez.
You scared the heart sideways out of me.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I was just wondering
if you have got any sort of odd
jobs going around the house?
I am very hardworking
and trustworthy.
I don't doubt it.
What's your name?
Sean.
Des, love, there's a gorgeous
young man on your doorstep
offering his services.
He had a break-in last night.
He's a bit delicate.
I think he could use a hand.
What's this?
This young buck is Sean.
He was wondering if you had
any odd jobs going.
Sorry, I don't, I'm afraid.
It's not really the best time.
You should start him on
that mess of a garden back there.
I don't think I'm ready.
Nonsense.
I'll pay.
Sean, there's two weeks
work back there.
And a shed of tools just begging
to be used.
Thanks very much.
I might go to work though. I will.
Des will show you where everything is,
and he'll even make you a cup
of tea every once in a while.
Stay gorgeous, darlings.
He's a nightmare.
Come.
Alright?
Bit of refreshment for you?
Sounds. Thanks very much.
There you go.
Gosh, you're doing a grand job, Sean.
Sounds, yeah.
Nice to clear the old clutter,
I guess, is it?
Yeah, yeah.
I have to admit, it's the first time I've
been happy to come out here for a while.
Well, we're not done yet now.
Could be much to do.
You're bleeding joking.
Look around.
It's all right working outside, though.
You know, like, get a bit
of fresh air and that.
-It's nice.
-What do you usually do?
This and that.
-Mostly working with my dad.
-Yeah.
What does he do?
Family business.
-Okay.
-Yeah.
Finance.
Mostly.
What about you?
-What do you do?
-I'm a matre d'.
A what?
I'm a posh waiter
in a posh restaurant.
Oh, Richard.
Sounds fancy, is it?
Yeah.
It can be stressful, but I
balance it out by getting dressed up
and performing on stage twice a week.
Oh, no way.
Where's that?
Have you heard of Globar?
Yeah, yeah, I have, yeah.
Hey, it's a lot of fun, and I get
to unleash my fabulous alter ego,
Desiree Temple.
See?
Okay, right, yeah.
Like Des.
Like Des?
Nice one.
Right, well, thanks for the tea.
I suppose I better be getting back
to the old jungle.
Yeah.
-Right, yeah.
-You want me to
Yeah, please, sound.
-No worries. Okay
-Alright.
Yeah.
I don't know what you'd say.
You'd say put yourself together, Desi.
I have to say you've done a first-class
job out there, Sean.
Well, sounds.
At least now you can get out there,
get a bit of fresh air into you.
And I thought we might mark your last day
with something a little stronger than tea.
Alright, sure.
Yeah, go for it.
For you.
And
Cheers.
-Slinte.
-Slinte.
Not too much.
It's a big day for me.
Oh, yeah? What is that?
I took your advice and made the decision
to get back on the horse.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, nice one.
Yeah, fair play this.
Back on stage at Glo tonight.
Oh, better get rid of all this.
Not sure Desiree suits a beard.
Yeah.
And,
ta-da.
For you.
What's this?
I just
I wanted to give you something a little
extra for all your hard work and advice.
No, no, Des, you're grand, honestly.
Kevin's already paid me, it's fine.
Oh, no, no.
It's not money, it's
It's a ticket for tonight's show.
Right, yeah
Thank you.
But
That sort of thing
it's not for me.
It's just not my vibe.
I'm sorry, what sort of thing?
You know, like
No, I really don't.
Come on, Des
It's just, it's a bit much, you know?
-Okay.
-No, look.
No, sorry.
I mean, like, it would
be a great night.
You know, you're gonna be great.
-Everybody's gonna love Desiree.
-Yeah.
But like, come on, me.
Yeah, it's just a ticket, Sean.
It's a bit of fun.
You can't make it,
no problem.
Yeah.
Yeah, no, yeah.
You're right, yeah.
I'm sorry.
I better go.
But thank you for that, Des.
And I am glad to see you
get back on your feet.
Thanks.
See you, man.
Yeah, safe home.
There she is.
See, I knew you could do it.
I'm so proud of you.
She could have put
in a bit of effort in it.
Cheeky bastard.
No, thanks for coming, though, you know.
It means a lot to me.
Yeah, no, I'm glad to be here.
Look, you were really, really great, Des.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Yeah, I needed this, you know.
I was beginning to think the break-in
was the end of me.
Well, look, you're back now, anyway.
Yeah, I'm back.
You're here.
I'm over it.
Adrian's wet course, though.
It's the only thing I'll never get over.
Sorry to interrupt, but we just had
to tell you how amazing you were tonight.
Oh, no, always interrupt me
to tell me I'm amazing.
Can we have a photo, please?
Of course you can.
Would you mind taking it?
Yeah, Sean, go on.
You will.
-Of course you will.
-Of course you can.
Now, girls, there we go.
Shameless posing, please.
Legs and cleavage.
Love it.
Have a great night, ladies.
-Thank you for coming.
-Thank you.
Bye.
Bye.
-We'll see you later.
-Cheers.
My fan base.
All two of them.
Super sad.
Yeah.
Now, I need to educate you about the
drag community and world politics.
I'm joking.
Let's get fucking shit-faced.
Cheers to that.
Hey, come in.
I'm on the wine.
I know my name is Desmond,
and I'm an alcoholic.
I'm not going
to stop anytime soon.
I hope this is for me.
John.
Are you alright?
I'm really sorry, Des.
Where did you get these, Sean?
You did this?
Des, my family
You can't say no.
When they ask me to do something,
I can't say no.
How could you?
I'm really trying to make this right here.
-Do you understand?
-Get the fuck away from me.
Get away from me.
Des.
I'm really trying here.
You broke into my fucking house.
You think I care about you or your
scumbag family after what you did to me?
Get out of my fucking house.
Yeah.
-I am really sorry.
-Now.
Sean.
Noises from the window
Flashes from the street
Tired in the backseat
And nothing could hurt me
Surrounded by the talking
Swallowed by the rain
Sleeping in the backseat
I know that nothing could hurt me
There you are, Finn.
Hello, Mr. Murphy.
What's with the formality?
You call me Barry.
Are you on your way home now?
I am.
Hop in there for a minute before
you catch our death.
It's a very kind offer, Barry,
but I don't have long to go.
I'm not asking you, son.
Get in the car.
I have memories of these streets.
There are a lot of people that
have come and gone.
Some of them are buried
in the foundations, Finn.
How's your ma?
Sean tells me she's a little unwell.
She's fine.
It's just, she can get a little confused.
Forgetful.
I remember your ma from
when she used to work
in the Traveler's Rest.
A good woman.
She was always very good to me.
Which is why I agreed
to lend you the money.
To help you get back on your feet.
Thank you, Barry.
I know you're grateful, Finn.
That's what I said to Sean
when he told me
you'd missed another repayment.
What was that I said, Sean?
You said it must have been
an oversight, though.
An oversight, exactly.
Of course, Sean was all
for giving you the benefit of the doubt,
but he's a soft touch.
Sometimes I wonder if
that lad is mine at all.
Colm here, on the other hand,
he's one hundred percent Murphy.
He wanted to race down
here and sort you out.
And I think we all know
what that would have meant, don't we?
That's your ma's block over there,
isn't it, Finn?
It is.
And you're just around the
corner right here.
So I'll expect that oversight
to be remedied, will I?
You have my word, Barry.
I'll have it for you by next week.
Next week?
There's another coincidence.
Because I'm back this way next week,
so I can collect it myself.
You take care out there, Finn.
Yeah.
I'd even pop in and say hello
to your ma.
Have a talk about the old times.
Number fifteen,
that's her, isn't it?
Next week, so.
It's my first fag of the day
before you say anything and
I only clocked off two minutes ago.
Did anyone come here today?
Just now?
No, it's just been me and
your ma all morning.
How is she?
The same.
No worse, no better,
but it's like I told you before.
What's that?
One good day
doesn't guarantee another.
Or a bad day.
I've seen what this illness can do.
It's a cruel, cruel way to go.
She's not gone, is she?
She's here.
And you're here to look after her.
I am.
And I do.
Look about that.
About what?
The extra hours.
Are you sure you can
afford to pay me?
Why wouldn't I be able
to pay you, Valerie?
After the last couple of payments.
I explained what happened
last month.
They fucked up my wages at work.
I got it sorted.
You got your money.
All I ask is that
you tell me if anything changes.
Got my own bills to pay.
But maybe it is time she
went into proper care.
Nothing's gonna change.
You just be here Monday
to Friday, like we arranged.
She stays here.
This is where she wants to be.
This is her home.
Tell her I'll see her tomorrow.
Can I help you?
It's me, Ma.
Finn.
Your son.
My son's an actor.
That's right.
That's me.
He's in all the big films
and on the telly.
That's right.
All the big films.
I'm going to make you some dinner.
How about that?
Have I not had dinner?
Not yet.
It is a feast fit for a queen
tonight, my lady.
You know, the best part about this
acting gig is
that I can afford
to give you the best.
Now a gastronomical delight,
a paella from the island of Mallorca.
Madame.
What a beautiful couple
you and Cara make, Finn.
I'm actually going to see her tonight.
She is mad about me.
I'm so proud of you, son.
Are you not eating?
I'm stuffed.
I was in production meetings all day.
You know, they never stop feeding you.
It's just, they whine and dine you.
Just to keep you
interested in their film.
There's Cara and Emma.
I'll leave you to your tea.
I'll call in and check on you
on my way home.
Have a lovely time with Cara.
Jesus, O'Connor.
Honestly, man,
we've known each other
since we were seven years old,
and I can't remember
one time that you
have arrived on time.
It's my USP, I reckon.
The late Finn O'Connor.
Cheers.
Oh, it's nice to be out.
And no work for me tomorrow,
so full steam ahead.
We'll have an audition in the morning
and shift tomorrow night in Luna, so it's
Full steam ahead.
Oh, my soul plays my tone
Hear my air
And kill my soul
Leave my home
Leave my father
Leave my homeland
No sorrow
Flowers
Terror, sirens
Through the oceans
Of their blood
Just tearing me apart
Just tearing me apart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
Hey there, gorgeous.
I'm JP.
Well, hello there, JP.
So, what's your name?
Bridges.
Who the fuck is that guy?
Some millionaire
property developer, apparently.
What about you anyway?
What do you mean?
Wasn't there some girl at work
who liked you?
Polly?
Yeah, I mean she asked me out obviously,
but she's not for me.
She's very emotional.
Okay, okay.
Back to the shitty reality of it all.
Finn Ryan O'Connor.
You are a brilliant actor
and a fine human being.
Your time is now.
You need to stay positive,
and you need
to take every opportunity
that comes your way.
Easy, tiger.
Not that.
That's not you.
I'm sorry.
It's the beer and
-everything else.
-No, it's fine. It's fine.
I'm sorry.
I just need you
to be you and us to be us.
It's very important to me.
I'm an idiot.
Yeah, but you're my idiot.
Go and smash
those auditions, yeah?
Now, here you are, O'Connor.
Are you all right, ma?
You love this show, Mary?
My dad was right.
Lovely lady your ma is.
Let me in, no problem.
Told her I was a friend of yours.
What the fuck
are you doing here?
Emma tells me
you're a famous actor now, O'Connor.
I'm surprised by that.
I just heard you were
a shit house waiter.
I'm auditioning.
I don't really give two fucks
what you are.
I'm just concerned about getting
their money.
Like I told your dad.
You're dealing with me now.
I just want to make sure
we understand each other.
We do.
I'll let myself out.
See you real soon, Mary.
Love ya.
-Wakey-wakey!
-Oh, fuck!
Fuck!
What the fuck!
Fuck you!
You little cunt!
You're fucking dead.
You're a fucking dead man.
I have friends.
They'll fucking sort you out when
I get them to work.
Calm down.
Calm down, Brendan.
Come on.
You don't want to hurt yourself.
You could fall forward and cave
your own head in on the deck.
That'd be nasty.
And messy.
What is this?
Are you threatening me?
No.
Not at all.
I'm just pointing out that the kitchen
can be a death trap.
Is that intense enough for you,
Brendan Bloom?
What?
In the restaurant
you said that I had nothing
about me.
No intensity.
You said that you had a
gift for spotting it.
I'm just wondering,
how are you feeling now?
Is this all because
I wouldn't give you an audition?
Look, if you want
That's not what it's about, Brendan.
This is my audition.
And you're my captive audience.
You see, I can do comedy,
and I think we both agree
that I can bring the intensity.
Oh, and speaking of audiences,
I thought I'd take your advice.
I don't understand.
In the restaurant
you said I should YouTube myself,
like all the other kids.
So, voila!
A live stream of you and me alone.
With all your nine million
Instagram followers watching.
Look, if you leave now,
I won't report this.
I won't say anything about it.
I won't remember it.
I'll forget it.
But Brendan, I don't want you
to forget about me.
That's the whole fucking point.
Don't worry, you're in safe hands.
You know, Brendan, a good actor now
has had to build a scene.
It's all about building trust, like I've
just done by giving you some water.
And then you hit them
with something unexpected.
Sucker punch.
Something shocking, maybe.
That's shocking.
-So
-Something like
Hey, Alexa, what is the best way
to cut off a man's head?
-That's shocking.
-I can't find the answer to that.
Would you like me to play your
Phil Collins playlist instead?
That's shocking.
Please.
Just let me go.
Oh, Brendan, we're only getting
to know each other.
You don't even know my name.
That's the thing about auditioning
for fuckers like you.
You don't care who we are.
Or how hard we've worked just
to be in the room.
Or how every missed part
becomes more and more crushing.
It's a ruthless business.
It's nothing personal.
But it is to me, Brendan.
And when I enter an audition room
and fuckers like you can't even look up
from your phones
because you've decided
that you're giving the part
to the executive
producer's nephew,
well, I just want
to burn the whole thing down.
Shouldn't have been such
an arsehole earlier.
I think that's
your default setting, Brendan.
Can I tell you what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna leave the room.
And when I come back in,
you're gonna treat me like
a human being.
Like someone you're really pleased came
to audition for you.
Can you handle that?
Yeah, yes.
Please help me.
I'm a thirty-four.
Clyde Lane.
I'm being held hostage.
Please help me.
Come in.
Good evening, Mr. Bloom.
My name is Finn O'Connor, and I'm here
to read for the role of a psychopath.
Come on, Brendan,
that's your fucking line, man.
I don't know what you want me to do.
Just pretend like you are interested
in me as an actor.
Okay.
Hello, Finn.
Nice to meet you.
Tell me a bit about yourself.
What made you want to be an actor?
Well
I guess every actor has their own reasons.
For me, it started
with my little sister, Emily.
She was the apple of my father's eye.
He adored her.
I mean, it was hard not to,
we all did.
I remember when I was seven
and Emily was just five,
my mother took us shopping
on O'Connell Street.
It was a week before Christmas,
and it started to snow.
Emily was so excited that she was
giggling and catching snowflakes
on her tongue.
My mother walked a few paces ahead and
gripped her hand so tightly,
like she always did.
I remember I felt a bit of dampness on my
lip, and then
when I wiped my nose,
it was covered in blood.
That's when my mother let go
of Emily's hand to pass me a tissue.
She chased a snowflake into
the road and was hit by a car.
She didn't make a sound.
The next thing I remember,
all I can hear is my mother's screams
and the sound of the blood
from my nose in the snow.
Well
My father's world fell apart that day,
and six months later, he left my mother.
He blamed her for what happened and
I think he blamed me too.
I only saw him once after that.
I had the lead in the school play.
And I saw him in the back row.
He looked so proud of me.
And I missed him so much.
So I thought that if I became
an actor and kept getting lead parts,
that maybe my father would
want to know me.
That maybe he'd come back.
Do you think he'll come back, Brendan?
I don't know. I don't know.
I'm sorry about your sister.
And your dad.
I'm sorry.
Thanks, Brendan.
It's a nice story, isn't it?
I told it well, didn't I?
-Didn't I?
-Yes!
Yes, you told it very well.
And I told it with intensity.
And you believed every word I said,
didn't you, Brendan?
Please.
Please, just let me go.
Please!
Please!
Okay, we've got one male
He's covered in blood
and he's carrying a knife.
Drop the knife and get on your knees.
-Take the shot.
-He loves me!
-Take the shot!
-He really loves me!
Target down.
Target down.
Show your hands up!
Show your hands up!
He cut me free!
He cut me free!
Good afternoon, folks.
My name is Finn O'Connor.
Could you lay an egg, please?
Try laying an egg.
Could you be a little bit more organic?
Fabulous.
Thank you very much.
I do love her.
Oh, boundaries.
I do tell the boundaries.
Sorry.
That's it.
Thank you very much.
I gave this pastor
the beating of his life.
I gave this pastor the
beating of his life.
Beating of his life.
Gave the guy the
beating of his life.
Then he walks on a technicality
and I get suspended for
doing my fucking job.
The world is fucked up, bro.
That's good.
Can you send in the
next guy on your way out?
And O'Connor, I would keep
my head down if I were you.
Shirley's fuming.
Fuck.
Well, luckily for you,
there's a tech millionaire at the bar.
So Shirley's trying to see how
far he can get his nose up his arse.
He should have calmed down
by the time he sees you.
Fingers crossed.
So, how did the audition go?
Same as all the others, really.
I exist in a state of
constant rejection.
I didn't mean you.
Let's forget about that. Okay?
Maybe your luck is
about to change.
I'm serving table three
and one of the fuckers on
there is Brendan Bloom.
What?
He's in town on like a scouting mission
for his next film.
It'd be rude not to introduce him
to a bit of the Finn O'Connor magic.
Service.
Okay. That's their remains.
I'm gonna swap you.
Come on, man. Every famous
actor has a story like this.
Don't forget to thank me
in your Oscar speech.
Good evening, everybody.
I have your main course here.
Who the fuck are you?
Where's my waitress?
The one with the fantastic arse.
Polly's been called away
to another table, sir.
-I've roasted your sea bloom
-Yeah. Yeah. Just put it down. Whatever.
Yeah. So one of the things that
Why are you still
fucking standing there?
Mr. Bloom.
Brendan, he knows your name.
Okay, what do you want? An autograph?
Come on, gimme the pen.
No, it's not that.
I'm an actor.
And I was just wondering
if maybe you'd be interested in
-letting me audition for your next.
-You must be joking.
I'm out for dinner.
My good friend
-Claudia.
-Claudia.
-Paloma.
-My good friends Claudia and Paloma.
You've got the fucking audacity
to try and tap me up.
No, Mr. Bloom. I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be intrusive.
-It's just
-All the actors I work with
have a natural intensity.
Something special that
I have a gift for spotting.
You have nothing about you.
Take a tip.
Never ever interrupt a director
in a social environment.
Get a show reel.
Do it properly.
You'd get a much gentler no.
How am I meant to get a show
reel if I cannot--
Not my problem.
Improvise. YouTube yourself.
All the kids are doing it.
Or better still, give up.
You may think you're an actor,
but you look more
like a waiter to me.
And even that seems
to be a problem.
Actually, sorry.
Sorry.
No, no. I may have a role.
I may have a role for you.
It's the part,
the part of a character that fucks off
when he's not wanted.
Could you audition for that now?
That's it. You're perfect.
Natural.
-You're hired.
-Brendan! Stop!
Jesus fucking Christ.
Look.
Okay, I know the guy is a grade A wanker.
But you can't give up like that.
Come on. You have the talent.
You just need the break.
So what am I meant to do, Paul?
Just walk up there
and start fucking acting for him.
Yeah.
Look, if you're gonna
be a bear, be a grizzly.
Mr. Bloom, I know you told me
to fuck off already.
-Un-fucking-believable!
-I--
Get me the manager.
Now.
This guy has to go.
What kind of a place is this?
Mr. Bloom? I'm Mr. Temple.
The matre d'. My sincere apologies.
If we can just calm down,
I'm sure I can straighten it out.
Straighten it out?
Your man here has been nothing
but a nuisance.
I'm out for a quiet dinner.
He's been interrupting,
trying to get work.
It's unacceptable.
I understand, sir.
And it'll be dealt with.
Perhaps if you'd like to take a seat,
I can send you and your guests over
-a bottle of the best champagne.
-No, no. I'm done.
This place is a joke. Trust me.
You don't be posting
about this on Instagram
and don't expect me
to pay for the food.
No.
And seriously, don't
expect a fucking tip, boy!
He's demented.
Get him the hell away from me.
Go back to the kitchen
to order Mr. Bloom a taxi
and wait for me there.
Mr. Bloom. I have a car coming
through in five minutes.
Fuck's sake.
You're finished here, you little prick!
God knows I should have
fired you before now.
You'll never make
it as an actor.
You'll certainly never make it
as a waiter at Luna.
Now get your stuff and get out.
Fuck you, Shirley.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my
If they did, they would not live
Till we cherish the Monday
You've reached Bloom.
If it's important, leave a message.
Anything else, contact my agent.
Mr. Bloom, this is Betty
from the rehab clinic,
just confirming you are being
admitted to us next week.
Any questions, just give me a call.
And in the meantime,
I hope you're taking it easy.
So, have you ever partied
with an Oscar winner before?
What?
You won an Oscar?
Only Best Director, 2004.
Well, I was three in 2004.
-Of course you were.
-Mr. Bloom?
Mr. Bloom?
Fucking autograph hunters.
They can't get you on the water.
Excuse me, Mr. Bloom, sir.
Look, pal, my boat, my time,
you understand.
No autographs today.
It's a signature I want
rather than an autograph, sir.
And it is your boat I'm here for.
Or rather, Mason and Kane's finances boat.
It's about your payment, sir.
Your last
three payments, to be exact.
Or lack of.
Brendan, honey, is everything okay there?
Everything's fine.
I paid this boat off, you fuck.
Not quite, Mr. Bloom.
Just a small amount of around
two hundred and twenty-three
thousand dollars.
The company is quite keen
to recoup its money.
I have notice papers here to repossess.
I have to serve them
to you in person, sir.
Tell your bosses to go fuck themselves.
That's not a very good tactic, Mr. Bloom.
You know, I'm just the first messenger.
There are a few less
understanding fellows back at the office
just itching to get some fresh air,
if you know what I mean.
We're happy to come to an arrangement.
I'm aware you're the owner
of that Ferrari in the car park.
No, that really is mine.
I bought that with cash
from a TV commercial I made.
You can go nowhere near that,
you little shit.
It's all collateral, Mr. Bloom.
I'm happy to come up.
Get you an agreement?
Fuck you.
You'll get your money just as soon as
I get back from shooting my next movie.
I'll be sure to pass the message on.
And I hope it flies.
Afternoon, miss.
Hey, Brendan, are you coming back?
Baby, hey.
Hey.
What's going on, Gloria?
He left us here.
How are we going to get home?
My car!
My car!
Fuck you!
Good morning, Brendan.
I've been thinking about it.
Fuck Warner Brothers.
Their loss.
Email them back and say, "fuck you."
Then get on to Universal.
Eugene Kyle and I go back a long way.
He'll back any idea if I'm attached.
Eugene left Universal last year.
Left?
To go where?
He took a sabbatical, apparently.
A sabbatical?
For what?
He's not made anything decent in a decade.
Oh, no, thank you.
Bit early for me.
What a fucking state this town is in.
Canceling the people that built it.
I suppose if I was black or disabled
or fucking transitioning,
the studios would be biting my hand off.
Well, the Dublin project is looking good.
I should fucking hope so.
I'm paying for it.
Schedule-wise, we were able
to push everything back to work
around your wildly re
Rehab, rehab.
Call it what it is.
Just drop me off and dry me out.
I was in there three months the last time.
And I'm fucked
if I'm going back for that long again.
What has Neeson said?
His people are holding their cards
close to their chest.
They say he's been too busy
to read the script.
Too busy doing what?
Remind his people.
They owe me a favor.
The media are excited
about your new project.
Of course.
They love a local boy made good story.
Love your hair, Nance.
Better clear that up
before the interviewer gets here,
or he'll think you're
a frustrated child, my love.
What's she talking about?
What interview?
Vanity Fair.
Oh.
I'll chase up Liam Neeson's people while
while they're away.
Maybe a good idea
to organize a get-together
with a few of the boys
while they're in Dublin.
Before my impending sobriety.
Give the tree a shake and see
who falls out.
Obviously, start with Bono.
But don't go down as low as Brosnan.
I want a bit of crack.
So, Brendan Bloom, Hollywood director.
You grew up in working-class Dublin
with nothing.
Thanks, Carl.
Well, it wasn't quite nothing.
I was a boy from a
council estate with a dream.
I think those days shaped the man
I became, though, Carl.
So you're a fighter?
I am.
And this year's BAFTA
for Best Director goes to
Brendan Bloom!
And the Oscar goes to
Brendan Bloom!
And this year,
the Golden Palm is awarded to
Brendan Bloom for Champagne Charlie!
-Brendan Bloom!
-Brendan Bloom!
Brendan Bloom!
So I'm guessing
Margot Robbie.
It wasn't Margot.
And she'd be mortified
to know that you guessed it.
Well, I'll keep guessing
until you tell me.
Well, I'll never divulge.
Brendan.
It's a pleasure.
Oh, mine, I'm sure.
Oh, darling, Jonah was just
teasing me with a story
about a mystery celebrity
and an unflushable turd.
Sounds like the plot to
the next big Marvel blockbuster.
Sit.
It's a wonderful house
you have here, Brendan.
Thank you.
We're here, how long, my love?
Three years.
That's right, three years.
I bought the house from Kathy Bates.
Fantastic actress.
She's wonderful, isn't she?
God, isn't she?
Bitch to negotiate with.
She's one of the old school.
At least you know
where you stand with her.
Not like this new bunch
of precocious artists.
Brendan has a slight beef
with Hollywood's
younger generation of stars.
Are you including yourself
in that group, darling?
I wouldn't exactly call it a beef, Jonah.
It's more of a genuine concern.
-Concern?
-Exactly.
Concern. They have no sense
of legacy, of struggle.
Everything's handed to them on a plate,
usually by their parents.
Entitled little pricks.
-What Brendan means
-What I mean is, Jonah,
I came to this town with nothing.
And I built a legacy from the ground up.
Well, you certainly built a reputation.
So, Martha, what are your thoughts
on this new enfant-tachible?
What do you mean by reputation?
Well, Brendan, I think it's fair to say
that you're well known
for your no-nonsense style of directing.
You famously ruffled some feathers
and eagles along the way.
I came to Hollywood
to make movies, not friends.
Of course, of course,
and you undoubtedly achieved that.
So, what's your angle in this article?
Angle?
I don't usually like to be seen
badmouthing fellow celebs.
Bad for the brand.
Ask me anything you want,
but I need a complete transcript
before it goes to print.
Oh, Brendan, there must be a tiny mix-up.
Jonah's here to interview me.
It's an Oscar thing.
You must be proud of Martha
for her Oscar nomination.
Potential nomination.
I'm assuming this interview is designed
to maximize her chances
of this Oscar thing being successful.
I'm not sure she needs
the interview for that.
The industry noise is very positive
towards Martha's direction.
I bet it is.
Playing an alcoholic
is a winning hand in this town.
Only beaten by a sense
of portrayal of a fucking retard.
Oscars are all about studio
influence rather than talent.
Well, you have one,
Brendan, so you tell us.
Yes, I have one.
Should have been two.
But we all know Marty
deserved it that year.
Well, I'd love to see it, Brendan.
I mean, I've never held an Oscar before.
God knows where it is.
It's probably in my house
in Dublin somewhere.
Probably a doorstop.
I've never actually needed awards
to justify my value to the film industry.
For me, satisfaction comes
in the smaller moments of recognition,
a young actor asking for advice
or telling me that something
I've made has inspired them.
That's better than a slap in the back
from a collection of paranoid sycophants.
Look, we can carry this on another time.
No, you stay, Jonah.
Don't leave on my account.
I'm so sorry about him.
He's everything
and more than you expect.
He never disappoints.
I mean, you would think that
he'd be a little more reserved
after his out-of-court settlements.
Trust me, it's just made him more bitter.
Not so much the enormous payout,
but the fallout from it.
He's just furious that no one
wants to work with him.
Look, it'd be lovely
to carry this interview on
in less stressful surroundings.
You're staying at the Four Seasons?
I am.
I'm leaving on Monday.
Why don't you head back there now,
and I'll follow on.
Okay.
You know what that is?
It's a letter.
You're a sharp one, Jonah.
It's a letter from a fan
thanking me for inspiring her
to follow her dreams
of becoming an actress.
I get lots of those,
but this one's special.
You see who it's from?
Hollywood sweetheart.
She was all over me once, Jonah,
begging to meet, begging to audition.
And we both know what she was prepared
to do to get that big break, don't we?
Fuck you, Brendan.
Now look at her.
An A-lister with no need of her dinosaur
of a husband anymore.
I'mma head off.
I'll catch up with you later.
Brendan, nice to meet you, finally.
Give my best to the Academy.
You are a pathetic fucking dinosaur.
You're just a little man trapped
in this egotistical funk.
I think you enjoy destroying yourself.
Look at you, Brendan.
You're a wreck.
Half the man you were when I met you.
Get yourself to rehab, Brendan.
Before you burn everything down.
You'd be nothing without me.
I guess we'll find out.
Oh, stop it, stop it, stop it.
Welcome to Globar.
My name is Desiree Temple.
You are all gorgeous.
Apart from you,
you're a little bit terrifying,
but still very welcome.
Now, you guys look like a bunch
of crazy fucking bitches.
Are you ready for a show?
Yes!
Okay, because I'm a
"put on a show" kind of guy.
Let's do it.
Miss you, my love.
Different eyes
Different size, different girls everyday
Different names, different games
Took my breath, clear away
But I'm changed, rearranged
I am enlightened and how
You have caught me
You've taught me
And I am different now
Take me and break me
And close all your windows
Get the fuck out of my house, you bastard.
Where's your cash?
I don't have any cash.
Jesus, Colin, will you go easy
on the fella?
Do you want to give him
my fucking address as well?
I'm going to have to snuff you out now.
Do you know my name?
Cash?
In the kitchen, the tea box.
It's not much.
Jesus.
Are you some kind of gay boy?
Here.
Keep your gay boy photos.
Give me that.
Grab those records as well.
It's worth money these days.
Please, I beg you.
Please leave the records.
Take anything else.
-I don't need the record--
-Get the fucking records!
Please.
Please, I beg you.
Please leave them.
I have to.
Please leave them.
They're-- Please.
Please
Oh.
You should have called me.
You never answer your phone.
Those sleeping tablets
of yours that keep a bowl down.
And are you sure
you don't want to call the guards?
What's the point?
They just smirk, take a statement,
file it under drama queen.
Maybe even arrest you for being fabulous.
Well, as long as you're okay.
Yeah, I am.
Believe it or not.
It's just
Just the records.
You know, listening to them always
kept Adrian close to me.
What about Luna?
Do you have to go in?
Spoke to the restaurant this morning.
Said take as long as you want,
which means be back, pronto.
But they're being good.
That's because they have the
greatest matre d' this side of the Seine.
Yes.
You should take this time off
to sort that garden out.
I know, I know.
That was Adrian's department.
I haven't been out there since
Since
Since he died.
And when will the delicious
Desiree Temple be gracing
us with her presence back
in the spotlight?
As soon as I got my va-va-voom back.
I should have kept my makeup off.
I think Desiree would have kicked those
thieving inbreds into next week.
In ten-inch platforms.
Absolutely.
Well, I'm off.
The club won't run itself.
Take your time, but hurry up.
Your audience will be distraught
without you.
And you're my biggest star.
And by biggest, you mean fattest.
Wasn't gonna say it, but
Jeez.
You scared the heart sideways out of me.
Can I help you?
Yeah, I was just wondering
if you have got any sort of odd
jobs going around the house?
I am very hardworking
and trustworthy.
I don't doubt it.
What's your name?
Sean.
Des, love, there's a gorgeous
young man on your doorstep
offering his services.
He had a break-in last night.
He's a bit delicate.
I think he could use a hand.
What's this?
This young buck is Sean.
He was wondering if you had
any odd jobs going.
Sorry, I don't, I'm afraid.
It's not really the best time.
You should start him on
that mess of a garden back there.
I don't think I'm ready.
Nonsense.
I'll pay.
Sean, there's two weeks
work back there.
And a shed of tools just begging
to be used.
Thanks very much.
I might go to work though. I will.
Des will show you where everything is,
and he'll even make you a cup
of tea every once in a while.
Stay gorgeous, darlings.
He's a nightmare.
Come.
Alright?
Bit of refreshment for you?
Sounds. Thanks very much.
There you go.
Gosh, you're doing a grand job, Sean.
Sounds, yeah.
Nice to clear the old clutter,
I guess, is it?
Yeah, yeah.
I have to admit, it's the first time I've
been happy to come out here for a while.
Well, we're not done yet now.
Could be much to do.
You're bleeding joking.
Look around.
It's all right working outside, though.
You know, like, get a bit
of fresh air and that.
-It's nice.
-What do you usually do?
This and that.
-Mostly working with my dad.
-Yeah.
What does he do?
Family business.
-Okay.
-Yeah.
Finance.
Mostly.
What about you?
-What do you do?
-I'm a matre d'.
A what?
I'm a posh waiter
in a posh restaurant.
Oh, Richard.
Sounds fancy, is it?
Yeah.
It can be stressful, but I
balance it out by getting dressed up
and performing on stage twice a week.
Oh, no way.
Where's that?
Have you heard of Globar?
Yeah, yeah, I have, yeah.
Hey, it's a lot of fun, and I get
to unleash my fabulous alter ego,
Desiree Temple.
See?
Okay, right, yeah.
Like Des.
Like Des?
Nice one.
Right, well, thanks for the tea.
I suppose I better be getting back
to the old jungle.
Yeah.
-Right, yeah.
-You want me to
Yeah, please, sound.
-No worries. Okay
-Alright.
Yeah.
I don't know what you'd say.
You'd say put yourself together, Desi.
I have to say you've done a first-class
job out there, Sean.
Well, sounds.
At least now you can get out there,
get a bit of fresh air into you.
And I thought we might mark your last day
with something a little stronger than tea.
Alright, sure.
Yeah, go for it.
For you.
And
Cheers.
-Slinte.
-Slinte.
Not too much.
It's a big day for me.
Oh, yeah? What is that?
I took your advice and made the decision
to get back on the horse.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, nice one.
Yeah, fair play this.
Back on stage at Glo tonight.
Oh, better get rid of all this.
Not sure Desiree suits a beard.
Yeah.
And,
ta-da.
For you.
What's this?
I just
I wanted to give you something a little
extra for all your hard work and advice.
No, no, Des, you're grand, honestly.
Kevin's already paid me, it's fine.
Oh, no, no.
It's not money, it's
It's a ticket for tonight's show.
Right, yeah
Thank you.
But
That sort of thing
it's not for me.
It's just not my vibe.
I'm sorry, what sort of thing?
You know, like
No, I really don't.
Come on, Des
It's just, it's a bit much, you know?
-Okay.
-No, look.
No, sorry.
I mean, like, it would
be a great night.
You know, you're gonna be great.
-Everybody's gonna love Desiree.
-Yeah.
But like, come on, me.
Yeah, it's just a ticket, Sean.
It's a bit of fun.
You can't make it,
no problem.
Yeah.
Yeah, no, yeah.
You're right, yeah.
I'm sorry.
I better go.
But thank you for that, Des.
And I am glad to see you
get back on your feet.
Thanks.
See you, man.
Yeah, safe home.
There she is.
See, I knew you could do it.
I'm so proud of you.
She could have put
in a bit of effort in it.
Cheeky bastard.
No, thanks for coming, though, you know.
It means a lot to me.
Yeah, no, I'm glad to be here.
Look, you were really, really great, Des.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Yeah, I needed this, you know.
I was beginning to think the break-in
was the end of me.
Well, look, you're back now, anyway.
Yeah, I'm back.
You're here.
I'm over it.
Adrian's wet course, though.
It's the only thing I'll never get over.
Sorry to interrupt, but we just had
to tell you how amazing you were tonight.
Oh, no, always interrupt me
to tell me I'm amazing.
Can we have a photo, please?
Of course you can.
Would you mind taking it?
Yeah, Sean, go on.
You will.
-Of course you will.
-Of course you can.
Now, girls, there we go.
Shameless posing, please.
Legs and cleavage.
Love it.
Have a great night, ladies.
-Thank you for coming.
-Thank you.
Bye.
Bye.
-We'll see you later.
-Cheers.
My fan base.
All two of them.
Super sad.
Yeah.
Now, I need to educate you about the
drag community and world politics.
I'm joking.
Let's get fucking shit-faced.
Cheers to that.
Hey, come in.
I'm on the wine.
I know my name is Desmond,
and I'm an alcoholic.
I'm not going
to stop anytime soon.
I hope this is for me.
John.
Are you alright?
I'm really sorry, Des.
Where did you get these, Sean?
You did this?
Des, my family
You can't say no.
When they ask me to do something,
I can't say no.
How could you?
I'm really trying to make this right here.
-Do you understand?
-Get the fuck away from me.
Get away from me.
Des.
I'm really trying here.
You broke into my fucking house.
You think I care about you or your
scumbag family after what you did to me?
Get out of my fucking house.
Yeah.
-I am really sorry.
-Now.
Sean.
Noises from the window
Flashes from the street
Tired in the backseat
And nothing could hurt me
Surrounded by the talking
Swallowed by the rain
Sleeping in the backseat
I know that nothing could hurt me
There you are, Finn.
Hello, Mr. Murphy.
What's with the formality?
You call me Barry.
Are you on your way home now?
I am.
Hop in there for a minute before
you catch our death.
It's a very kind offer, Barry,
but I don't have long to go.
I'm not asking you, son.
Get in the car.
I have memories of these streets.
There are a lot of people that
have come and gone.
Some of them are buried
in the foundations, Finn.
How's your ma?
Sean tells me she's a little unwell.
She's fine.
It's just, she can get a little confused.
Forgetful.
I remember your ma from
when she used to work
in the Traveler's Rest.
A good woman.
She was always very good to me.
Which is why I agreed
to lend you the money.
To help you get back on your feet.
Thank you, Barry.
I know you're grateful, Finn.
That's what I said to Sean
when he told me
you'd missed another repayment.
What was that I said, Sean?
You said it must have been
an oversight, though.
An oversight, exactly.
Of course, Sean was all
for giving you the benefit of the doubt,
but he's a soft touch.
Sometimes I wonder if
that lad is mine at all.
Colm here, on the other hand,
he's one hundred percent Murphy.
He wanted to race down
here and sort you out.
And I think we all know
what that would have meant, don't we?
That's your ma's block over there,
isn't it, Finn?
It is.
And you're just around the
corner right here.
So I'll expect that oversight
to be remedied, will I?
You have my word, Barry.
I'll have it for you by next week.
Next week?
There's another coincidence.
Because I'm back this way next week,
so I can collect it myself.
You take care out there, Finn.
Yeah.
I'd even pop in and say hello
to your ma.
Have a talk about the old times.
Number fifteen,
that's her, isn't it?
Next week, so.
It's my first fag of the day
before you say anything and
I only clocked off two minutes ago.
Did anyone come here today?
Just now?
No, it's just been me and
your ma all morning.
How is she?
The same.
No worse, no better,
but it's like I told you before.
What's that?
One good day
doesn't guarantee another.
Or a bad day.
I've seen what this illness can do.
It's a cruel, cruel way to go.
She's not gone, is she?
She's here.
And you're here to look after her.
I am.
And I do.
Look about that.
About what?
The extra hours.
Are you sure you can
afford to pay me?
Why wouldn't I be able
to pay you, Valerie?
After the last couple of payments.
I explained what happened
last month.
They fucked up my wages at work.
I got it sorted.
You got your money.
All I ask is that
you tell me if anything changes.
Got my own bills to pay.
But maybe it is time she
went into proper care.
Nothing's gonna change.
You just be here Monday
to Friday, like we arranged.
She stays here.
This is where she wants to be.
This is her home.
Tell her I'll see her tomorrow.
Can I help you?
It's me, Ma.
Finn.
Your son.
My son's an actor.
That's right.
That's me.
He's in all the big films
and on the telly.
That's right.
All the big films.
I'm going to make you some dinner.
How about that?
Have I not had dinner?
Not yet.
It is a feast fit for a queen
tonight, my lady.
You know, the best part about this
acting gig is
that I can afford
to give you the best.
Now a gastronomical delight,
a paella from the island of Mallorca.
Madame.
What a beautiful couple
you and Cara make, Finn.
I'm actually going to see her tonight.
She is mad about me.
I'm so proud of you, son.
Are you not eating?
I'm stuffed.
I was in production meetings all day.
You know, they never stop feeding you.
It's just, they whine and dine you.
Just to keep you
interested in their film.
There's Cara and Emma.
I'll leave you to your tea.
I'll call in and check on you
on my way home.
Have a lovely time with Cara.
Jesus, O'Connor.
Honestly, man,
we've known each other
since we were seven years old,
and I can't remember
one time that you
have arrived on time.
It's my USP, I reckon.
The late Finn O'Connor.
Cheers.
Oh, it's nice to be out.
And no work for me tomorrow,
so full steam ahead.
We'll have an audition in the morning
and shift tomorrow night in Luna, so it's
Full steam ahead.
Oh, my soul plays my tone
Hear my air
And kill my soul
Leave my home
Leave my father
Leave my homeland
No sorrow
Flowers
Terror, sirens
Through the oceans
Of their blood
Just tearing me apart
Just tearing me apart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
You're with me no more in my heart
Hey there, gorgeous.
I'm JP.
Well, hello there, JP.
So, what's your name?
Bridges.
Who the fuck is that guy?
Some millionaire
property developer, apparently.
What about you anyway?
What do you mean?
Wasn't there some girl at work
who liked you?
Polly?
Yeah, I mean she asked me out obviously,
but she's not for me.
She's very emotional.
Okay, okay.
Back to the shitty reality of it all.
Finn Ryan O'Connor.
You are a brilliant actor
and a fine human being.
Your time is now.
You need to stay positive,
and you need
to take every opportunity
that comes your way.
Easy, tiger.
Not that.
That's not you.
I'm sorry.
It's the beer and
-everything else.
-No, it's fine. It's fine.
I'm sorry.
I just need you
to be you and us to be us.
It's very important to me.
I'm an idiot.
Yeah, but you're my idiot.
Go and smash
those auditions, yeah?
Now, here you are, O'Connor.
Are you all right, ma?
You love this show, Mary?
My dad was right.
Lovely lady your ma is.
Let me in, no problem.
Told her I was a friend of yours.
What the fuck
are you doing here?
Emma tells me
you're a famous actor now, O'Connor.
I'm surprised by that.
I just heard you were
a shit house waiter.
I'm auditioning.
I don't really give two fucks
what you are.
I'm just concerned about getting
their money.
Like I told your dad.
You're dealing with me now.
I just want to make sure
we understand each other.
We do.
I'll let myself out.
See you real soon, Mary.
Love ya.
-Wakey-wakey!
-Oh, fuck!
Fuck!
What the fuck!
Fuck you!
You little cunt!
You're fucking dead.
You're a fucking dead man.
I have friends.
They'll fucking sort you out when
I get them to work.
Calm down.
Calm down, Brendan.
Come on.
You don't want to hurt yourself.
You could fall forward and cave
your own head in on the deck.
That'd be nasty.
And messy.
What is this?
Are you threatening me?
No.
Not at all.
I'm just pointing out that the kitchen
can be a death trap.
Is that intense enough for you,
Brendan Bloom?
What?
In the restaurant
you said that I had nothing
about me.
No intensity.
You said that you had a
gift for spotting it.
I'm just wondering,
how are you feeling now?
Is this all because
I wouldn't give you an audition?
Look, if you want
That's not what it's about, Brendan.
This is my audition.
And you're my captive audience.
You see, I can do comedy,
and I think we both agree
that I can bring the intensity.
Oh, and speaking of audiences,
I thought I'd take your advice.
I don't understand.
In the restaurant
you said I should YouTube myself,
like all the other kids.
So, voila!
A live stream of you and me alone.
With all your nine million
Instagram followers watching.
Look, if you leave now,
I won't report this.
I won't say anything about it.
I won't remember it.
I'll forget it.
But Brendan, I don't want you
to forget about me.
That's the whole fucking point.
Don't worry, you're in safe hands.
You know, Brendan, a good actor now
has had to build a scene.
It's all about building trust, like I've
just done by giving you some water.
And then you hit them
with something unexpected.
Sucker punch.
Something shocking, maybe.
That's shocking.
-So
-Something like
Hey, Alexa, what is the best way
to cut off a man's head?
-That's shocking.
-I can't find the answer to that.
Would you like me to play your
Phil Collins playlist instead?
That's shocking.
Please.
Just let me go.
Oh, Brendan, we're only getting
to know each other.
You don't even know my name.
That's the thing about auditioning
for fuckers like you.
You don't care who we are.
Or how hard we've worked just
to be in the room.
Or how every missed part
becomes more and more crushing.
It's a ruthless business.
It's nothing personal.
But it is to me, Brendan.
And when I enter an audition room
and fuckers like you can't even look up
from your phones
because you've decided
that you're giving the part
to the executive
producer's nephew,
well, I just want
to burn the whole thing down.
Shouldn't have been such
an arsehole earlier.
I think that's
your default setting, Brendan.
Can I tell you what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna leave the room.
And when I come back in,
you're gonna treat me like
a human being.
Like someone you're really pleased came
to audition for you.
Can you handle that?
Yeah, yes.
Please help me.
I'm a thirty-four.
Clyde Lane.
I'm being held hostage.
Please help me.
Come in.
Good evening, Mr. Bloom.
My name is Finn O'Connor, and I'm here
to read for the role of a psychopath.
Come on, Brendan,
that's your fucking line, man.
I don't know what you want me to do.
Just pretend like you are interested
in me as an actor.
Okay.
Hello, Finn.
Nice to meet you.
Tell me a bit about yourself.
What made you want to be an actor?
Well
I guess every actor has their own reasons.
For me, it started
with my little sister, Emily.
She was the apple of my father's eye.
He adored her.
I mean, it was hard not to,
we all did.
I remember when I was seven
and Emily was just five,
my mother took us shopping
on O'Connell Street.
It was a week before Christmas,
and it started to snow.
Emily was so excited that she was
giggling and catching snowflakes
on her tongue.
My mother walked a few paces ahead and
gripped her hand so tightly,
like she always did.
I remember I felt a bit of dampness on my
lip, and then
when I wiped my nose,
it was covered in blood.
That's when my mother let go
of Emily's hand to pass me a tissue.
She chased a snowflake into
the road and was hit by a car.
She didn't make a sound.
The next thing I remember,
all I can hear is my mother's screams
and the sound of the blood
from my nose in the snow.
Well
My father's world fell apart that day,
and six months later, he left my mother.
He blamed her for what happened and
I think he blamed me too.
I only saw him once after that.
I had the lead in the school play.
And I saw him in the back row.
He looked so proud of me.
And I missed him so much.
So I thought that if I became
an actor and kept getting lead parts,
that maybe my father would
want to know me.
That maybe he'd come back.
Do you think he'll come back, Brendan?
I don't know. I don't know.
I'm sorry about your sister.
And your dad.
I'm sorry.
Thanks, Brendan.
It's a nice story, isn't it?
I told it well, didn't I?
-Didn't I?
-Yes!
Yes, you told it very well.
And I told it with intensity.
And you believed every word I said,
didn't you, Brendan?
Please.
Please, just let me go.
Please!
Please!
Okay, we've got one male
He's covered in blood
and he's carrying a knife.
Drop the knife and get on your knees.
-Take the shot.
-He loves me!
-Take the shot!
-He really loves me!
Target down.
Target down.
Show your hands up!
Show your hands up!
He cut me free!
He cut me free!