Say Nothing (2024) s01e06 Episode Script

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[Dolours] This war is meant
to be in the name of the people.
But how come it's only our people
taking their lives in their hands?
I wanna bomb London.
[person] 200 people
injured and maimed.
[barrister] Leave
your politics outside.
It's either that or 20 years
in Her Majesty's prison.
[reporter] Miss Price, do you
agree with the aims of the IRA?
Yes,
I must say that I do.
- [people chattering]
- [fiddle music playing in distance]
[Older Dolours] My Aunt
Bridie was just a young woman
when a bomb took
her eyes and her hands.
Dolours? Is that you?
Mam says you should smoke.
[Older Dolours] We
didn't pity her, though.
She'd given everything
for the cause.
The feeling I had
was closer to envy.
Do you miss parties?
What's to miss about parties?
- Dancing.
- Do you like dancing?
No.
Me either. I like
smokin'. [chuckles]
I can still smoke.
Mam says you were a good dancer.
Well, I was.
Your mother was
a terrible dancer.
Mam does everything for you.
Aye.
Gives you baths.
Sometimes.
Puts your knickers on
after you go to the toilet.
[chuckles]
That's why you should be
nice to your sister, Dolours.
You never know what
you might need her for.
[people shouting in distance]
Miss Price.
Welcome to Brixton.
You'll be allowed three
letters a week and one parcel.
Showers every other day
and 30 minutes in the yard.
Shower privileges can be revoked
at the discretion of the Governor.
Yard privileges can be revoked
at the discretion of the Governor.
Guess me and you
should try to be friends then.
- [bell ringing in distance]
- If it were truly up to me, Miss Price,
I'd bury you in a hole.
[guards chuckle]
[bell rings in distance]
[prisoners
clamoring in distance]
We'll ask you both to step out of
your clothes and place them in the bins.
- Miss Price--
- Wait, just
Right now?
We refuse to be held in
a men's prison in London.
We're two young women, and
we should be in a women's prison.
You're convicted terrorists.
We're not terrorists.
We're prisoners of war,
and we should serve out our
sentence in a women's prison in Ireland.
It's a political--
You see, that is our
disagreement, Miss Price.
There is no such thing
as political explosions.
There are just explosions,
and the people who
cause them end up here.
Yeah? And how many--
[Governor] You're not entitled
to any special treatment.
It's not special treatment for a woman
to ask to be held in a women's facility.
You have three
seconds, Miss Price.
No, no. Wait, wait, wait. We
are We are formally requesting
to be transferred to a
women's prison in Ireland.
Is anybody writing this down?
My sister is 19 years old.
[Governor] Yes, and so
are some of your victims.
Do you really wanna
start tallying up victims?
Hey. No, no, no,
no, no, no. Wait.
We'll do it.
Miss Price, step forward.
[Dolours] No.
I go first.
[bell ringing in distance]
[prisoners clamoring]
They're excited to meet you.
[prisoners clamoring, whistling]
[prisoner 1] Pretty,
pretty, pretty.
[prisoner 2] Paddy whore!
[prisoner 3] How many terrorist cocks
have you sucked, sweetheart? [chuckles]
[prisoner 4] Oh, don't be shy!
[prisoner 5] Come on!
[head guard] I had to shift
things around to prepare for you.
- [guards chattering]
- [music playing on radio]
[chattering stops]
[keys jingle]
- [door unlocks]
- [door buzzes in distance]
Dolours Price, you'll
be staying in here.
Wait, are we not
staying together?
Look, uh, we can share a bed.
We'll sh we'll share anything.
[stammers] When
will I see her again?
- Mar, we're starting, okay? You ready?
- [Marian] Dotes.
- When?
- Tomorrow.
[sighs]
[door closes in distance]
[sniffs]
[gasps]
[exhales sharply]
[Older Dolours] I'd
always been taught prison
was the greatest honor
we could aspire to.
Turned out it wasn't quite the
noble feeling I was expecting.
[reporter on radio] Dolours and
Marian Price have earlier today
been transferred
to Brixton Prison,
where they will serve
out their life sentence.
If you ask me, life
sentence is not enough.
[clock ticks]
[birds chirping in distance]
[knocks on door]
- [door unlocks]
- [keys jingle]
Breakfast.
Um. No, thank you, sister.
Please tell the Governor that
we're officially on hunger strike.
I'm sorry.
We won't be taking
any food or juice
until he properly considers
our request for a transfer home.
Tell him we will bring fury
down on his head, okay?
Tell him we will embarrass
him in front of his nation.
I just leave anyway.
[Older Dolours] When you join the
IRA, there was always this question:
how far are you willing to go?
Was I willing to put
a bomb on the street?
I was.
Was I willing to die
on hunger strike?
I thought I was.
[Marian whimpers, shivers]
It's so cold. Fuck.
[shower stops running]
- [water draining]
- [pants]
[whispers] Did you do it?
Did you?
Did she leave the
food in your room?
[Older Dolours] I knew I was
the reason we were in here.
And even if Marian never
blamed me, I knew I owed her.
I'm gonna get you
out of here, Mar.
I promise.
- [Dolours] It's like a staring contest.
- Mm-hmm.
Don't have to do it forever.
Just have to make them blink.
And what if they don't blink?
They'll blink.
- [clock ticks]
- [knocks on door]
[Roy Jenkins] We've
seen this tactic before,
and we won't be threatened
with anyone's suicide.
- [server] Breakfast!
- No, thank you, sister.
[Roy Jenkins on radio] and
threatening to kill yourself
- through starvation is also a crime.
- [door closes]
A hunger strike is
not a peaceful protest.
It is blackmail.
- [birds chirping]
- [prisoners chattering in distance]
I heard you lose more
calories by thinking anyway,
so why don't we just
sit here and think?
'Cause I'm thinking all day. I
just want this to be over. [sighs]
- [prisoner 6] I love you.
- [prisoners chattering]
[Dolours] Fuck's sake.
They're selling seats.
[clears throat] A screw told me.
£1.50 to watch us exercise.
Hmm. Well, it's a good
thing I've lost 7 pounds.
My tits look huge. [chuckles]
Dotes, when you lose weight,
it eats your tits, you know?
- Does it?
- [laughing] Yeah, Dotes.
- They're the first thing to go.
- [laughing]
- Enjoy it while it lasts, lads!
- [prisoners cheering]
- Yeah! [chuckles]
- [prisoner whistling]
[Dolours] So, how's Da?
[Chrissie] Yeah.
Yeah, he's he's fine.
Well, you know, he's got his
committees and keeping busy.
- That's good.
- Yeah.
Oh, um. [clears throat]
Gerry and Brendan were arrested.
- [gasps] No.
- Horrible.
Knocked his teeth out.
Wait, whose teeth?
Gerry's.
[sighs] His big,
beautiful teeth.
I think there was a tout.
They were in a
call house. Annie's.
Or was it Annie telling me?
Sorry, I might have got that wrong.
My mind's been a bit--
You look a bit skinny, Mummy.
Are you trying to
upstage us, Ma?
[chuckles] I'm not
skinny. I'm I'm worried.
[Marian] Hey, can we get
some water for our mummy?
She's not well.
- [chuckles]
- I'm fine.
It's [stammers]
just, um
It's good to see you, Ma.
You too.
[sighs] How long
did they say you had?
Uh, half an hour. Half an hour.
- [Chrissie sniffles]
- That's nice.
Yeah, it is. It's really nice.
[sniffles] So, what have
you girls been taking then?
Just water, Mummy.
Water? Okay.
Well, you drink lots of
water then. Do you hear me?
[whispers] Yeah.
If I'd known it was gonna be the
last time that I'd see my mother
I might have told her how
much she meant to me.
But then we really didn't say
things like that in my family.
- [door closes]
- [door buzzing in distance]
[guards chuckling]
- Is that you struggling, though? [giggles]
- [straining]
[birds chirping]
[clock ticks]
[footsteps approaching]
Miss Price. Come on, Price.
- No. No. No.
- [guard 1] Come on. Get up. Come on.
[guard 2] Up. Up.
- Get off me!
- I'm a doctor. You're all right.
- Off you go.
- [Dolours] What's going on?
- [guard 2] All right. Bring her back.
- [Dolours] No!
[Dolours panting]
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
- [Dolours] What? Please let me go. Please.
- [guards grunting]
[Dolours] No. Please.
[Dolours, guards grunt]
- [device whirring]
- [guards grunting]
[nurse 1] All right.
I've got it. Yes?
- [panting] Please. Please.
- [whirring stops]
- [Dolours pants]
- [nurse 2] Tighten that a bit more.
[Dolours shouts]
[nurse 2] Nice and tight now.
[nurse 1] Guards, can
we hold her, please?
[Dolours screams]
- [guard grunts]
- [shouts]
[nurse 1 grunts]
It's not on straight.
[nurse 2] Dr. Mansuri,
are you ready?
[nurse 1] Okay.
[panting, shouting]
[gagging]
[Dolours grunts, groans]
[gags, grunts]
[Dolours retching]
[coughing]
[grunts, coughs]
[groans, gags]
[retches, coughs]
[coughs]
[panting]
[rain pattering]
[Roy Jenkins in radio] Yeah. Well,
of course, I approved the procedure.
This is all for the
sisters' well-being.
We run one of the most ethical and
humane prison systems in the world,
and we are not in the habit of
allowing our inmates to kill themselves.
[Dolours] I thought
I was gonna die.
[birds chirping]
[Marian] I know.
I couldn't breathe when they
put the tube down my throat.
- I felt like I was fucking drowning.
- Yeah.
I think I passed out
for a couple of seconds.
I don't know if I
can do it again.
You don't have to do it again.
- It's not what you signed up for.
- I know.
It's an entirely different
situation now, Dotes.
Everyone will understand.
[prisoners chatter in distance]
What about you?
[shudders]
I wanna keep going.
You sure?
Yeah, I am.
Okay.
We'll come off it
together or not at all.
All right?
[Dolours grunting]
[clock ticks]
[guard 1] She's
barricaded the door.
Let's go. Get over here.
[Dolours, guards grunt]
Bring her in.
Come here.
[guards grunt]
- [Dolours] Fuck you! Fuck off, you
- [guard 1] Bring her through.
- [guard 2] Come on!
- [Dolours] Fuck!
- [Dolours grunting]
- [guard 3] Stop it.
[Dolours, guards grunting]
[door closes]
- [Dolours] Uh.
- [Marian sobbing]
Marian?
Mar, you there?
[Marian sobbing, whimpering]
[sobbing, whimpering stops]
It's about dignity, Mar.
That's the angle, right?
I mean, we deserve
ownership over our own bodies.
Men they would
let die with dignity.
I'm writing the Home
Secretary another letter.
He said we were gaining
weight. Did you hear that?
No.
- I was gonna ask for your testimonial.
- [cell door buzzing in distance]
All right. It's not gonna
change anything, though.
What would you suggest?
Honestly, I think there's
nothing we can do.
Tell Mummy.
[Dolours scoffs]
Has it gotten any better?
It hurts me when
they put the tube in.
Can't breathe.
It's worse if you're tight.
It sounds mad, but
you have to relax a little.
Relax, Mar?
Yeah, and open your
throat if you can manage it.
You have to remind
yourself you're breathing
even if it feels
like you're not.
Aye, I'll give it a whirl.
[chuckles]
[nail clippers snipping]
Do you ever throw up?
I throw up everything.
[chuckling] Every
single fucking thing.
[prisoners
chattering in distance]
[clock ticks]
[footsteps approaching]
- [door unlocks]
- [keys jingle]
- [Dolours breathes deeply]
- [heartbeat thumping rapidly]
[chair creaking]
- [breathing continues]
- [thumping slows]
[Marian, echoes] Relax. Relax.
Relax. Relax.
Are you comfortable?
[grunts, swallows]
- [Dr. Mansuri] You minding it?
- [nurse 3] I don't know.
It just caught me off guard.
[Dr. Mansuri]
Yeah. I understand.
[nurse 3] I just feel like
we shouldn't be doing this.
Why don't you
take a little break?
[nurse 3] No, I'm fine. Really.
[Dr. Mansuri] Look,
everything will be okay.
[nurse 3] Okay.
I'm okay.
You never said your name.
Oh. Um, Mansuri.
It's nice to meet
you, Dr. Mansuri.
Would you like to
rinse your mouth?
Yeah.
[gargles]
Thank you.
You're welcome.
I have a question.
Yes?
Why are you doing this?
[door buzzes in distance]
Well, as a doctor, I have a
moral obligation to keep you alive.
Yeah, but I'm not
dying today, am I?
- I'm not dying tomorrow.
- [Dr. Mansuri] Yeah.
That's true.
So, is it not torture then?
[clears throat]
I-In my professional opinion,
this is the path of least harm.
- [pen scribbling]
- [scoffs]
Thank you for
explaining that, Doctor.
See you tomorrow.
[bell ringing in distance]
[Dolours clears throat]
[wind howling]
"Her milky tits hung
handsomely on her chest."
"Miles could tell that the
attention that he had given them
- had been very well-received indeed.
- [Marian giggles]
There were no raspberries
riper anywhere on the farm."
[both giggle]
[Marian] Shit. Dolours,
it's seven o'clock.
Do you have your
radio? Mine's not working.
- [static on radio]
- [Dolours] What channel?
[Marian] BBC, dummy.
[switching radio stations]
[Marian] Is she
on? I wanna hear.
[switching on radio continues]
Can you hear that?
[journalist] Reports from the prison
say your daughters' health is improving.
Their blood pressure's
up, their heart rate is up.
This is necessary
medical inter--
[Chrissie on radio, stammers]
That That's not true. No.
[echoes] Uh, their their
bodies are covered in bruises.
Um, they they have wounds in their
mouths from the feeding implements.
They gag. They
They choke. They vomit.
Is this too graphic for you
or should I keep going?
[journalist] It's not
too graphic, Mrs. Price.
It's just you can't argue
with the doctors' reports.
Your daughters are healthier
now than they were a week ago.
They might weigh 5 pounds
more, but they're traumatized.
Yes, but the other option
is allowing them to starve.
I respect my daughters' wish to
die. They are dying for a cause that--
Surely any mother
who loves her children--
I'm sorry. Hold on.
I love my children.
Okay? I love them very much,
and I'm very proud of them.
There are a lot of people that
come onto this earth, and they
they eat, they work, they die
and they contribute nothing.
So at least if my daughters do
die, they will have done something.
- [coughs]
- So, you're saying you'd rather
they continue
their hunger strike
and the government
not keep them alive?
The government
can keep them alive.
The government can
send them home to Ireland,
where all the women in our family
have served out their prison sentences.
Get in! Go on, Ma.
That's our mummy.
[protestors clamoring]
- Send them back to Ireland!
- Dolours Price is a prisoner
[clamoring continues]
[protestor 1] Just
send them home!
[whispers] Oh, fuck.
[protestor 2] Send them home!
[protestor 3] Just
send them home!
[clamoring continues]
- Sorry. Excuse me.
- [protestor 2] Release them!
[protestor 3] Send them
home! Just send them home!
- [protestor 4] Send them home!
- [protestor 5] Excuse you.
[protestor 6] Send them
home. Just send them home.
[interviewee on radio]
They are wee girls,
and they're perfectly capable of
making decisions for themselves.
[interviewer] I mean, how
does the IRA not respond to this?
I think it's a matter of
[continues indistinctly]
Did you hear what they
said about us last night?
No.
Well, the nurses at the
Royal London Hospital
are supporting us
now, which is grand.
And Vanessa Redgrave
offered us her apartment.
[music playing over radio]
I need you to take
this and run to the toilet.
Why?
They need to run some tests.
Why?
They just want to make
sure you're healthy.
You know they're only doing this
'cause they're scared we're gonna die.
Like, you are sticking
a tube down my throat
because some fucking
gutless politician is nervous--
- What happens if you die?
- Ah, we'll blow them up.
- Dolours.
- I'm joking.
Are you?
[chuckles]
Just irritates me that
they pretend to care.
Some of them care.
[Dolours] Aye.
No English person on
the planet cares about me.
To them I'm just a
liability, so fuck 'em, I say.
Is it the tooth?
Is it Is it loose?
- From the bit.
- Let me feel it.
[chuckles] You know, I'm English,
and [stammers] I care about you.
- [Dolours chuckles]
- [chuckles]
[Older Dolours] Sometimes the only
way through trauma is by giving into it.
The doctor made that easier.
He was a good man.
Although I wouldn't have
been able to say that then.
We were both clinging to the idea
that what we were doing was right.
[blender whirring]
And I have to admit, I
respected him for that.
[guard] Miss Price,
you have a phone call.
[prisoners chatter
in background]
Thanks.
- Hello?
- [Chrissie] Hi, Dolours. It's me.
Hi, Mummy.
I don't mean to bother you.
- No, you're not bothering me. What's up?
- [Albert] Is it her?
- Is that her?
- [Chrissie] I've got some bad news.
- Albert, I'm talking to her.
- [Albert] Did you get her?
Sorry, I can't hear you. You're gonna
have to say that again. What's wrong?
[Chrissie] I got some bad
news a while ago, actually.
I mean, I-I thought it might
get better, but I [stammers]
I was back in the hospital
last night, and, um
What did the doctor say?
Well [sighs] they
don't know, Dolours
but we're not giving up hope.
[blender whirring in distance]
- Good morning, Miss Price.
- Good morning.
- Where's Dr. Mansuri?
- [nurse 4] Just sit down, love.
No, I I want to
speak to Dr. Mansuri.
- Get her in the chair.
- No, I don't wanna do it if he's not
Okay, please. I just I-I
need to speak to Dr. Mansuri.
- [older nurse chuckles]
- She's got a crush.
I'm telling you, these Irish
come here and breed like rabbits.
- They're all fucking slags.
- [chuckles]
We built your roads.
And we were pretty fucking
happy in our own country
until youse came
and took it over.
- Look at this one. Lecturing us
- [nurse 4] Violet.
when she disfigures
children, blinds people.
Open your mouth, sweetheart.
The way you do it
makes me choke.
Don't get fussy with us, dear.
None of this was our idea.
We'd happily let you starve.
[bell rings]
[locks door]
Did you talk to Mummy?
[prisoners
chattering in distance]
She'll be all right.
I don't know, Mar.
Better to be optimistic.
Lots of people get sick.
Lots of people get better.
[Marian sighs]
[prisoner moaning]
- Fuck off!
- [prisoners chuckle]
- Fuck off!
- Dotes, stop.
I'll eat your fucking
cock, you cunt!
[protestors clamoring]
[clamoring continues
in background]
[door buzzes in distance]
- [keys jingle]
- [door unlocks]
Let's go.
Who's here today?
Is Mansuri back?
[door closes]
[people chattering in distance]
[bell rings in distance]
If I can't miss a day,
you can't miss a day.
Dolours, I had a fever.
And if I had a fever?
Tell 'em I won't
do it without you.
I will pass that message along.
[guards chattering, chuckling]
- [prisoners chattering in distance]
- [water dripping]
[guard] What's wrong with her?
What do you think?
If she can't do it herself,
I'll have to shower her.
No.
I can do it.
Okay, Mar.
- I'm gonna help you. Okay?
- Mmm.
Okay.
One, two, three, go.
One, two, three, go.
Here we go.
[prisoners chattering]
[chattering
continues in distance]
- [bell ringing in distance]
- [thud in distance]
[guard] Come on, lads.
To the feeding room now.
Come on. Get a move
on, will you? Hurry up!
- Come on, men! Get a move on!
- [Dolours] Hey! Hey, what's going on?
She's fainted.
What?
[Dolours] What's wrong?
[Dr. Mansuri] Your
sister Sh-She's all right.
She choked on the feed.
It went into her lungs.
She passed out.
She almost drowned,
but people acted promptly.
All the right protocols were
taken, and she's all right.
- You said you'd be careful.
- Dolours, I I was careful.
- You said you cared about us.
- I do. I do care. We were careful.
Yeah. Well, careful
clearly isn't good enough
if things like this
are gonna happen.
I'm keeping you alive, Dolours.
Do you not understand that?
I'm keeping you from dying.
You are prolonging me
and my sister's sufferin'.
You don't have a single
fucking clue what you're doing
- or the ramifications--
- Please, Dolours.
I promise you this procedure
is safe. Your sister is safe.
I will not hurt you.
I will not let you die. Okay?
I'll give you some space.
[door opens]
[footsteps depart]
[clock ticks]
- [keys jingle]
- [door unlocks]
Let's go, Miss Price.
- [nurses chattering]
- [blender whirring]
[whirring stops]
- [guard 1] Now what?
- [nurse 1] What's she doing?
- [guard 2] I'll get her up.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
That's not necessary. Okay?
Dolours, come on.
[grunts]
- [guard 1] Jesus Christ.
- [nurse 2] Grab her. Grab her.
- [Dolours shouts]
- [guard 3] Come on. Get her up.
I thought we had
an understanding.
- [Dolours grunts]
- [Violet] Get her in the chair.
- [Dolours shouting]
- [nurse 1] Calm down.
- Calm down! Calm down.
- [nurse 2] No more kicking.
- [continues shouting]
- [equipment rattles]
Dolours, come on. I thought
we had an understanding here.
Just open your mouth, Dolours.
Just open your mouth. Okay?
- Please. Please.
- [Dolours grunts]
Dolours, please. Just
Just open your mouth, please.
[continues grunting]
- [Dolours bites]
- Ow! Fuck!
- [nurse 1] Oh, my God.
- Right. Give me the bit. Give me the bit!
[Violet] Right.
I've got the tube.
I'm sorry, Dolours. We just
need you to cooperate. Okay?
[Dolours screams]
- [continues screaming]
- Get me the tube! Give me the tube now!
- [Dolours groaning, muffled]
- [bell ringing in distance]
[people chattering]
[breathing deeply]
[sighs]
Why are you doing this?
I'm giving you the
privilege of killing me.
You can tell the Governor that this is
how it's gonna be from this point forward.
I'll see you tomorrow, Doctor.
[prisoners
chattering in distance]
[clock ticks]
[footsteps approaching]
[knocks on door]
[door unlocks]
[server] Breakfast.
- Is it just you today?
- [server] Just me.
- [keys jingle]
- [door locks]
[reporter on radio] It's been
two weeks since members
of the hospital
staff quit in protest.
The chief medical officer has
refused to administer the treatment,
citing ethical concerns.
Now that sisters are
back on hunger strike,
their weight is
dropping swiftly.
[Violet whispers] I heard the
skinny bitch fainted in the shower.
[nurse 2] Shh. Violet.
She could go that way.
[keys jingle]
- Dotes?
- Mar?
Hi, Mar.
[chuckling, whispers] Hi.
[sniffles]
[Dolours] Hmm.
[whispering] You know
what they call this place?
The nurses? Huh?
It's the terminal ward.
I hope the terminal bit's today.
[chuckles]
[Dolours] Do you know?
My only regret is that I
can't attend my own funeral.
Hmm.
[Dolours] Wouldn't it
be grand though, Mar?
To stand in a crowd like
that and weep for ourselves?
What great wee girls we were.
What a great loss to Ireland.
I think it's a matter of days
and this will all be over.
Are you prepared
to die for it, Mar?
Like really die for it?
[sighs]
Of course.
[reporter on radio] The British
Government is bracing itself
for a wave of recriminatory
violence in the event the sisters die.
Come on, Mar. You
have to try to stand up.
[reporter on radio] With their
weight precipitously dropping,
- the pressure on the government
- I'm not getting out of bed anymore.
sisters, and carry
out the remainder
[radio chatter continues]
[speaking Irish]
[continues speaking Irish]
[gasps]
What's wrong?
[panting]
Dotes.
[panting continues]
I don't wanna have children.
It's okay. Mar, you're
not gonna have children.
[panting] Dotes, I'm scared.
I I want everyone
to die here.
- [Marian panting, crying]
- [mutters]
[Dolours sighs]
No. No, no, no. No, no, no, no.
You're not allowed to do
this. Hey. Come on. Hey.
Mar. Mar, you don't go
first, okay? Remember?
I go first. I get my way. I'm
the big sister. Remember, Mar?
Mar. Come on. Get up, get up.
[crying] Hey. Hey, look. Hey.
Look out the window. Hey.
That's sunshine. It's
sunshine, Mar. It's morning.
It's-It's morning, and I'll
get you coffee if you want.
Do you want coffee, Marian?
You can have anything
you want. Please. [cries] Mar.
Mar, I'm sorry. Please. Just
stay in it with me, please.
Marian, stay in it with
me, please. C-Come on.
I'm sorry. Mar, we can
stop. [whispers] We can stop.
[door opens]
[breathing shakily]
- [nurse 5] Get in here. Come on.
- [doctor] Coming through.
[guards, nurses,
doctor chattering]
[nurse 6] Can we get
some fluids in her, please?
- [guard] Keep an eye on her.
- [chattering continues]
- It's done, girl. You're all done.
- Can we get her some milk?
- [Dolours] What's going
- [nurse 5] The government's relented.
Now, drink up.
You win. They're sending
you back to Ireland.
[gasps]
- Dotes, what's going on?
- [gasps]
[whispers] Hey. Hey.
Hey. Hey. Hey.
Good news, my darling.
It's over.
They blinked. [sniffles]
We're gonna go home.
[Dolours chuckles]
[airplane whirring]
Mmm.
That is the best fucking
chicken pie of my life.
I'm gonna throw up.
- [Marian] Thank you.
- [attendant] Thank you.
- [Dolours] Thank you very much.
- Thanks.
[pilot] Flight attendants,
please prepare for landing.
We're landin'.
["Stay High" playing]
[airplane landing
gear screeching]
I already feel ♪
Like doing it again, honey ♪
'Cause once you
know, then you know ♪
And you don't wanna go ♪
Back to wherever it is
That you come from, yeah ♪
I just want to stay high ♪
With you ♪
'Cause where I come from ♪
Everybody frowns
and walks around ♪
With that ugly
thing on their face ♪
And where I come from ♪
We work hard and
grind And hustle all day ♪
Yes, we do ♪
There comes a time ♪
[song fades out]