Dominic KearneyI always call her a ghoul, too, because she is a ghoul. Jeez, we have a lot in common, don't we? Me and you. Calling old people ghouls and that. It's a great old lake, isn't it? I'm glad I caught you, actually. Because there was somethin' I was wantin' to ask ya, actually. And discovering how much we have in common... well, it just makes me want to ask you even more.
Dominic KearneyDon't skip ahead. But yeah, what I was wantin' to ask you was... Somethin' along the lines of... Should've planned this, really. Well, yeah, what I was wantin' to ask you was... You probably wouldn't ever want to, I don't know... to fall in love with a boy like me, would ya?
Dominic KearneyNo, yeah, no. I was thinking no. Not even in the future, like? Like when I'm your age?
[she nods negatively]
Dominic KearneyYeah, no, I didn't think so. Just thought I'd ask on the off chance, you know... like "faint heart" and that. Well, there goes that dream. Well... I best go over there and do whatever that thing over there I was gonna do was.
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Dominic KearneyLook at this I found. A stick with a hook. What would you use it for, I wonder. To hook things that are the length of a stick away?
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Colm DohertyI do worry sometimes I might just be entertaining myself while staving off the inevitable.
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Pádraic SúilleabháinYou used to be nice. Or did you never used to be? Oh, God. Maybe you never used to be.
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Colm DohertyPádraic. Thanks for lookin' after me dog for me, anyways.
Pádraic Súilleabháin[bursting into Colm's house]How are ya, fatty? Dancing with your dog, is it? Well who else is gonna dance with ya? Your poor dog has no say in the matter. And if you're too rude to be offering me a seat, I'll be taking one of me own accord!
Pádraic SúilleabháinHave I gone fecking mental? No I haven't gone fecking mental. Not only have I not gone fecking mental, but I have got ten fingers to prove I'm not fecking mental. How many fingers have you got to prove you're not fecking mental?
Pádraic SúilleabháinSo you'd rather be friends with this fella, would ya? A fella who beats his own son black and blue every night that's he's not fiddling with him.
Dominic KearneyI never told him that, daddy. He's just drunk now.
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PriestI do not have impure thoughts about men. And how dare you say that about a man of the cloth?
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Colm DohertyAh, well, I suppose niceness doesn't last then, does it, Padraic? But will I tell ya something that does last?
Colm DohertyAbsolutely no one. Yet we all remember the music of the time. Everyone, to a man, knows Mozart's name.
Pádraic SúilleabháinWell, I don't, so there goes that theory. And anyway, we're talkin' about niceness. Not what's his name. My mammy, she was nice. I remember her. And my daddy, he was nice. I remember him. And my sister, she's nice. I'll remember her. Forever I'll remember her.
Colm DohertyRemember Siobhan and your niceness? No one will. In 50 years' time, no one will remember any of us. Yet the music of a man who lived two centuries ago...
Pádraic SúilleabháinYesterday, he says! I know well you was too harsh yesterday.
Colm DohertyI just... I just have this tremendous sense of time slipping away on me, Padraic. And I think I need to spend the time I have left thinking and composing. Just trying not to listen to any more of the dull things you have to say for yourself. But I am sorry about it. I am, like.
Colm DohertySo we'll keep aimlessly chatting and my life will keep on dwindling. And in 12 years, I'll die with nothin' to show for it, bar the chats I've had with a limited man, is that it?
Pádraic SúilleabháinI said, "not aimless chatting" I said "Good, normal chatting."
Colm DohertyThe other night, two hours, you spent talking to me about the things you found in your little donkey's shite that day. Two hours, Padraic. I timed it.
Pádraic SúilleabháinWell it wasn't me little donkey's shite, was it? It was me pony's shite. Which shows how much you were listenin'.
Colm DohertyNone of it helps me. Do you understand? None of it helps me.
Pádraic Súilleabháin[after Colm leaves]We'll just talk about something else, then!
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Dominic KearneyShh. Daddy'll kill us if we wake him when he's been wanking.
Colm DohertyI know, I just like the double S-H sounds.
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Siobhan SúilleabháinDear Padraic, I am safely ensconced in the mainland and, Padraic, it's lovely here. There's a river running past my window as I write, and the people already seem less bitter and mental. I'm not sure why, but I think it's 'cause a lot of them are from Spain. Mostly, I wanted to say there's a spare bed here for you, Padraic. And with the war almost over, I think there'd be work for ya here. Because there's nothing for you on Inisherin. Nothing but more bleakness and grudges and loneliness and spite and the slow passing of time until death. And sure, you can do that anywhere. So come, Padraic. Leave there.
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Colm DohertySo, let's just call it quits and agree to go our separate ways, for good this time.
Pádraic SúilleabháinYour fat fingers killed me little donkey today. So, no, we won't call it quits. We'll call it the start.
Pádraic SúilleabháinYeah, no. I'm not jokin' ya. So tomorrow, Sunday, God's day, around 2:00, I'm going to call up to your house and I'm gonna set fire to it, and hopefully you'll still be inside it. But I won't be checkin' either way. Just be sure and leave your dog outside. I've nothing against that gom. Or you can do whatever's in your power to stop me. To our graves we're taking this. To one of our graves, anyways.
Mrs. McCormickI wasn't trying to be nice. I was trying to be accurate.
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Pádraic SúilleabháinNow... if I've done somethin' to ya, just tell me what I've done to ya. And if I've said somethin' to ya or maybe if I've said somethin' when I was drunk and forgotten it. But I don't think I've said somethin' when I was drunk and I've forgotten it. But if I did, then tell me what it was. And I'll say sorry for that too Colm. With all me heart, I'll say sorry. Just stop running away from me like some fool of a moody school child.
Colm DohertyBut you didn't say anything to me. And you didn't do anything to me.
Pádraic SúilleabháinWell, I know you don't. And neither do I, do I? But try, like.
Siobhan SúilleabháinNo! I won't try. There's enough judgy people on this fecking island, so no! You're not dim! You're a nice man, all right? So, move on!
Jonjo DevineI don't think you're dull. And jeez, if I was to cut something off meself for every dull person that came in here, I'd only have me head left.
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Dominic KearneyI used to think you were the nicest of them. Turns out you're just the same as them.
Colm DohertyI've changed. I just don't have a place for dullness in me life anymore.
Siobhan SúilleabháinBut you live on an island off the coast of Ireland, Colm. What the hell are you hoping for, like?
Colm DohertyFor a bit of peace, Siobhan. That's all. For a bit of peace in me heart, like. You can understand that. Can't ya? Can't ya?
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Colm DohertyIf you don't stop talkin' to me, and if you don't stop botherin' me, or sendin' your sister or your priest to bother me...
Pádraic SúilleabháinI didn't send me sister to bother you, did I? She has her own mind. Although, I did send the priest though, you have me there.
Colm DohertyWhat I've decided to do is this. I have a set of shears at home. And each time you bother me from this day on, I'll take those shears and I'll take one of me fingers off with them. And I'll give that finger to ya. A finger from me left hand. Me fiddle hand. And each day you bother me more, another I'll take off and I'll give ya until you see sense enough to stop. Or until I have no fingers left. Does this make things clearer to ya?
Pádraic SúilleabháinI will shush. Except me and me sister were thinking, you might just be a bit depressed, Colm. And I tell you this much, fingers just confirms it. Don't you think, Colm?
Siobhan SúilleabháinOne more silent man on Inisherin, good-oh! Silence it is, so.
Colm DohertyThis isn't about Inisherin. It's about one boring man leaving another man alone, that's all.
Siobhan SúilleabháinOne boring man! You're all fucking boring! With your piddling grievances over nothin'! You're all fucking boring! I'll see he doesn't talk to you no more.
Colm DohertyDo. Else it'll be all four of them the next time, not just the one.
Siobhan SúilleabháinYou're not serious. Well, that won't help your fecking music.
Colm DohertyYou do have nothing better to do with your fecking time.
Pádraic SúilleabháinI know I've nothing better to do with me fecking time, but there's better things I could be doing with me fecking time than to be calling up to ya at your house, Colm Doherty!
Colm DohertyReading, yeah? Me, this morning... this I wrote. Tomorrow, I'll write the second part of it. And the day after, I'll write the third part of it. And by Wednesday, there'll be a new tune in the world, which wouldn't have been there if I'd spent the week listening to your bollocks, Padraic Suilleabhain. So, do you want to take your pint outside, or do you want me to take my pint outside?
Pádraic SúilleabháinI'll take my pint outside, 'cause it's a shite tune anyways, I wouldn't bother with it.
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Dominic KearneyIf we sat next to Colm, the women would have to talk to us too, and then we could get at them with our small talk.
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Peadar KearneyAye. Off to the mainland in the morning I'm headin'. That's why I need the clean shirt, like. 'And why are you off to the mainland in the mornin', Peadar?' Oh, thanks for asking, Colm. I'll tell ya why. They've asked for extra manpower for a couple of the executions in case there's any kind of a to-do, like. Six bob and a free lunch they're payin' me. And sure I'd have gone for nothin'. I've always wanted to see an execution, haven't you? Although, I'd have preferred a hanging.
Peadar KearneyThe Free State lads are executin' a couple of the IRA lads. Or is it the other way around? I find it hard to follow these days. Wasn't it so much easier when we was all on the same side, and it was just the English we was killin'? I think it was. I preferred it.
Colm DohertyBut you don't care who's executin' who?
Peadar KearneyFor six bob and a free lunch, I don't care! They could be executin' you. Why don't you come with me? You could write a miserable feckin' song about it. Nah, I'm only messin'.
Pádraic SúilleabháinThere was a bit of news I remembered, Mrs. O'Riordan. Dominic Kearney's father beat Dominic senseless with a kettle Saturday, and is staying with me and me sister, Dominic is. So, at least his father will take a bit of a break from his beatin' of him. And him, a policeman. Isn't that news?
Mrs. O'RiordanAr, that Dominic's an awful little bollocks. That's no news.