- French, Brother Barnabas. - Huh? You're teaching French, not Latin. Oh, how modern. Mind you, I'd be surprised if any of you knew where France is, not to mind speaking the language. Oh, go on. It's on the continent. Above Spain. You'll be the new lad, then, from the Jesuits.
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You only have the power to stop things.
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# You just can't stand the way # # That I walked out from the wreckage # # Can't understand the way that I turned myself around # # I tried to terminate this war # # With you # # But you won't let it go # # You keep coming back for more... # And begin.
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But not to create.
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What are you doing? Get out of the bleedin' way.
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Sit down.
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I'm tired of this constant nagging. It's like you're turning into one of your sisters. And I'm tired of your drinking and feeling sorry for yourself. Feeling sorry for myself? # I'll be the mechanic of your heart... # Half the bloody country is out of work. - You're not that special. - Oh, let me out of here. # And with a wrench, I'll take you apart... # - It's my bloody house. - Your bloody house? Brilliant. I've been paying the mortgage on it for the last 15 years. If we didn't share a mortgage, I would leave you. # If we didn't share a mortgage # # I would leave you... # - I've had enough of it. - Go on and leave any time you like. # Go on and leave any time you like... # Go on then, you stupid bitch. # You stupid bitch... # Though there are still no accurate figures for the number of young Irish people coming to London in search of work, the crude indications that do exist show an enormous increase. Many take the boat with barely enough money to survive a few days in London, but still they emigrate because they see hope across the sea, hope they cannot see in Ireland.
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I'm tired of this constant nagging.
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# And I'm back in the dream # # Think I'm back on the ceiling # # Goin' up # # She lights me up # # She breaks me up # # She lifts me # # Up # # Goin' up # # She lights me up... # - Raphina? - No, sorry. - Hey, wait. - What? Raphina. - Who? - Raphina. Oh, no, I'm Raphina's younger sister. Sorry.
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This is bullshit.
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So what are you gonna do now? I don't know.
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And very conceited. Just stop talking. For once.
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- Wh-Where is she? - I don't know. Are you the bloke in the band? Yeah.
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Now leave this to me. Yeah.
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Do you know where the photocopier is? - Yeah. - Photocopy 200 of these. Why? You'll see. Come on, Darren. We've got one more thing to do.
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- Oh. - Yeah? Hi. Is Raphina there? No. She doesn't live here anymore.