Brooklyn (2015)
Saoirse Ronan: Eilis
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[last lines]
Eilis : [instructing new immigrant] You have to think like an American. You'll feel so homesick that you'll want to die, and there's nothing you can do about it apart from endure it. But you will, and it won't kill you. And one day the sun will come out - you might not even notice straight away, it'll be that faint. And then you'll catch yourself thinking about something or someone who has no connection with the past. Someone who's only yours. And you'll realize... that this is where your life is.
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Eilis : You remember that after I had dinner at your house, you told me that you loved me?
[Tony nods, sombre and nervous]
Eilis : Well, I didn't really know what to say. But I know what to say now. I have thought about you and I like you, and I like seeing you, and maybe I feel the same way. So the next time you tell me you love me, if there is a next time, I'll, I'll say I love you too.
Tony : Are you serious?
Eilis : Yes.
Tony : Holy shit! Excuse my language, but I thought we were going to have a different kind of talk. You mean it?
Eilis : I mean it.
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Eilis : I'd forgotten what this town is like. What were you planning to do, Miss Kelly? Keep me away from Jim? Stop me from going back to America? Perhaps you didn't even know. Perhaps it was enough for you to know that you could ruin me. My name is Eilis Fiorello.
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Eilis : I wish that I could stop feeling that I want to be an Irish girl in Ireland.
Father Flood : All I can say is that it will pass. Homesickness is like most sicknesses. It'll make you feel wretched and it'll move on to somebody else.
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Frankie Fiorello : So, first of all, I should say that we don't like Irish people.
[general cries of outrage around the table]
Frankie Fiorello : What? We don't. That is a well-known fact.
Eilis : Why, Frankie?
Frankie Fiorello : 'Cause a big gang of Irish beat Maurizio up and he had to get stitches. And because all the cops around here are Irish, nobody did anything about it.
Maurizio : There's probably two sides to it. I might have said something I shouldn't. You know, I... I can't remember now.
Frankie Fiorello : No, because they beat you up.
Maurizio : Anyway, they probably weren't all Irish.
Frankie Fiorello : No, they just had red hair and big legs.
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Miss Fortini : Ellis, you look like a different person. How did you do it? Maybe I can pass some advice onto the next poor girl who feels that way.
Eilis : I met somebody. An Italian fella.
Miss Fortini : Oh, I'm not passing that on. I'd rather have them homesick than heartbroken. Does he talk about baseball all the time? Or, his mother?
Eilis : No.
Miss Fortini : Then keep him. There isn't another Italian man like him in New York.
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Diana : Have you told Tony yet, Ellis?
Eilis : Of course.
Sheila : Is he taking you out to celebrate?
Eilis : We're going to Coney Island at the weekend.
Patty : Oh, boy.
Eilis : What does that mean?
Patty : Well, do you have a bathing costume?
Eilis : No, I was going to...
Diana : Do you have sunglasses?
Eilis : No.
Sheila : You need sunglasses. I read that if you don't have them on the beach this year, people will talk about you.
Mrs. Keogh : And what will they say, exactly, Sheila?
Dolores : That's the thing, Mrs Keogh. You'd never know, because they'd never say it to your face.
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Mrs. Keogh : Ellis, from the look of you, you have greasy skin, is that right? What do you do about that?
Eilis : Just... Well, I wash it, Mrs. Keogh, with soap.
Miss McAdam : There is nothing wrong with soap. Soap was good enough for our Lord. I expect.
Mrs. Keogh : Well, which brand did he use, Miss McAdam? Does the Bible tell you that?
Diana : Our Lord is a man anyway. He didn't care about greasy skin.
Mrs. Keogh : Ladies, no more talk about our Lord's complexion at dinner, please.
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Mary Lacey : Eilis, what's the matter? Has something happened with Jim?
Eilis : [crying] Mammy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm married. I got married in Brooklyn before I came home. I should have told you. I should have told you as soon as I got back. I want to be with him. I want to be with my husband.
Mary Lacey : Of course. Is he nice?
Eilis : Yes.
Mary Lacey : He'd have to be nice if you married him. So you're going back?
Eilis : Yes. Tomorrow.
Mary Lacey : Are you on the early train?
[Eilis nods]
Mary Lacey : I'm going to bed.
Eilis : Mammy, it's not even 8:00. You don't have to.
Mary Lacey : I'm very tired. And I'd like to say goodbye now. And only once.
[hugging]
Mary Lacey : Perhaps you'll write and tell me about him.
Eilis : I will.
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Tony : [walking Eilis home from school] So, ten minutes before I'm supposed to meet you, and I'm standing ankle-deep in sewage that's pouring through this old lady's ceiling. Yeah. Even if you're thinking of inviting me in for a coffee, I'd have to say no for your sake.
Eilis : So how did you fix it in ten minutes?
Tony : I didn't. I spent the whole ten minutes explaining to the lady I had to be somewhere and I'd be back, and she don't wanna let me go.
Eilis : So the sewage is still pouring through the ceiling?
Tony : Oh... well, what's the difference between six inches of sewage and a foot?
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[first lines]
Eilis : Miss Kelly, might I talk to you later?
Miss Kelly : Not if what you're going to say will cause trouble for me in some way or another.
Eilis : [sighs]
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Eilis : [going to the beach with Jim, Nancy, and George] I'd forgotten.
Nancy : What?
Eilis : This.
Jim Farrell : You have beaches in Brooklyn.
Eilis : Yes, but they're just very crowded.
Jim Farrell : There'll probably be quite a few walkers along here later.
Eilis : Yes. It's still not the same.
Jim Farrell : I'm sure it's not. We don't really know anything of the rest of the world. We must seem very backward to you now.
Eilis : Of course not. You seem calm and civilized and charming.
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Girl on Deck : So, are you away to live in America?
Eilis : No.
Girl on Deck : Just visiting?
Eilis : No, I live there already.
Girl on Deck : Really? What's it like?
Eilis : It's a big place.
Girl on Deck : I'm gonna live in Brooklyn, New York. Do you know it?
Eilis : Yes.
Girl on Deck : People say that there are so many Irish people there, it's like home. Is that right?
Eilis : Yes. It's just like home.
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Nancy : [watching Eilis change into her bathing suit] Is that an American trick?
Eilis : Yes. It's a good one, isn't it?
Nancy : It's depressing, though, that we don't think of things like that, isn't it? I mean, how long have they known about it? A hundred years, probably.
Jim Farrell : I don't think they had bathing suits like that a hundred years ago. We still don't have them now.
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Father Flood : [learning she's homesick] I'm so sorry, Eilis. This is all my fault. I was led to believe that you didn't need looking after. Franco Bartocci says you're doing great here. Ma Keogh says you're the nicest lodger she's ever had.
[seeing her smile]
Father Flood : What?
Eilis : "Ma Keogh"?
Father Flood : Don't ever call her that to her face.
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Eilis : [after a night of seasickness] I'm sorry about the smell. And the bucket.
Georgina : Don't worry. The whole boat stinks. Even First Class. I've just been thrown out of there, by the way.
Eilis : The bathroom door was locked all night.
Georgina : Oh, those bastards.
[going to the bathroom, she picks the lock and locks it from their side, then puts a suitcase on the floor]
Georgina : There. Won't be very comfortable, but at least it's ours.
[one of their neighbors knocks, demanding the door be opened]
Georgina : Feck off. Do you hear me? Fuck off. If you'd been nice last night, we would have played fair. Now you've got no toilet. You bastards.
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Father Flood : I'd forgotten just how bad it feels to be away from home. I've enrolled you in a night class, for bookkeeping. In Brooklyn College. It'll be three nights a week, and I paid your tuition for the first semester.
Eilis : Why?
Father Flood : Why? Not "thank you"?
Eilis : Sorry. Thank you. But why?
Father Flood : Well, I was amazed that someone as clever as you couldn't find proper work at home. I've been here too long. I forget what it's like in Ireland. So when your sister wrote to me about you, I said that the Church would try to help. Anyway, we need Irish girls in Brooklyn.
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Eilis : I wish I'd written to Father Flood about you, Rose.
Rose Lacey : Me? I have a job. You had a couple of hours on a Sunday working for Nettles Kelly.
Mary Lacey : You shouldn't call her that.
Rose Lacey : I think it's quite a kind name. Considering she's actually a terrible old witch.
Eilis : Well, I don't want to talk about her anymore.
Rose Lacey : Good.
Mary Lacey : They say it's hotter there in the summer and colder in the winter. What in heaven's name will she do about clothes?
Rose Lacey : She'll buy them, Mother.
Mary Lacey : She doesn't want to be wasting her money on clothes.
Rose Lacey : She won't have much choice. She'll be there for...
[trailing off, she continues dinner in silence]
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Eilis : You look beautiful, Nancy.
Nancy : Thank you.
Eilis : You look so beautiful, it makes me despair of this place.
Nancy : Why?
Eilis : Well, you're the prettiest girl in County Wexford. You should be able to choose any man you want, and we're hoping that George Sheridan from the rugby club looks your way.
Nancy : Do you think he might?
Eilis : Of course he will. I know you like him, Nancy, but he's not Gary Cooper, is he? And those boys with their hair oil and their blazers.
Nancy : He has beautiful eyes.
Eilis : Mmm... and he's going to come into a beautiful shop in the market square.
Nancy : Why didn't you wear your blue dress?
Eilis : Are you asking why I didn't make more of an effort? I suppose 'cause I'm going away.
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Mrs. Keogh : I was glad to see you finally got some letters from home today, Eilis.
Eilis : Did I? I forgot to check.
Mrs. Keogh : [she stands up from the table] They'll still be there after dinner.
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Georgina : Oh, dear. We're gonna have to do something with you. They'll put you in quarantine or something if you try and enter the country looking like that.
[cut to them in their cabin]
Georgina : Nothing fancy. You mustn't look like a tart. Oh, well, looking like a tart isn't going to be a problem.
[giving Eilis clothes from her suitcase]
Georgina : This doesn't look too bad.
Eilis : My sister gave me that.
Georgina : Wear it with this and, uh... this. Don't look too innocent, though. I'll put some rouge and mascara on you. Perhaps a little eyeliner. Stand up straight. Polish your shoes. And don't cough, whatever you do. Don't be rude or pushy, but don't look too nervous. Think like an American. You have to know where you're going.
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Eilis : I'm away to America.
Miss Kelly : Whose idea was that?
Eilis : Father Flood in New York arranged it. Rose used to play golf with him. He sponsored me. And he found me a job and got me a visa.
Miss Kelly : Well, we won't be needing you back here.
Eilis : I could work every Sunday 'til I go.
Miss Kelly : No, thank you. Your poor sister.
Eilis : My sister?
Miss Kelly : Well, mothers are always being left behind in this country. But Rose, that's the end for her now, isn't it? She'll be looking after your mother for the rest of her life.
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Miss Fortini : Remember, if people like it here, they'll come back, so you treat every customer as if she's a new friend.
Eilis : I'll try.
Miss Fortini : It's not a matter of trying. It's what you have to do. Do you try to wear panties every day?
Eilis : N-No. I mean, I don't... I don't try. I just put them on.
Miss Fortini : You see what I'm saying?
Eilis : Yes.
Miss Fortini : Good.
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Georgina : Are you going to live in America?
Eilis : Yes.
Georgina : You have papers and everything?
Eilis : Yes. And a job.
Georgina : How'd you manage to arrange all that?
Eilis : I didn't. Someone did it for me. A priest my sister knows.
Georgina : And how do you feel about it?
Eilis : How long do letters from Ireland take to arrive? My sister Rose said she'd write straightaway.
Georgina : They take a long time at first. And then no time at all. You have family in America? Friends?
Eilis : No.
Georgina : You'll meet people easy enough. Where are you gonna live? Brooklyn?
Eilis : How'd you know that?
Georgina : Lucky guess.
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Rose Lacey : [helping Eilis pack] Is that really everything you own? Oh, Eilis. I should have looked after you better.
Eilis : You've bought most of the clothes in this case. That's one of the reasons I'm going, 'cause I can't buy me own.
Rose Lacey : If it was just that, I'd spend every penny I had on you. Gladly. But I can't buy you a future. I can't buy you the kind of life you need.
Eilis : I know. But you'll come see me there one day?
Rose Lacey : Yes.
Eilis : And you'll look after yourself?
Rose Lacey : Oh, you don't have to worry about me.
Eilis : And I'll come home to visit, won't I? 'Cause I couldn't bear it if...
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Tony : I'm not Irish.
Eilis : You don't sound Irish.
Tony : I need to make this clear. No part of me is Irish. I don't have Irish parents or grandparents or anything. I'm Italian. Well, my... my parents are, anyway.
Eilis : So what were you doing at an Irish dance? Don't the Italians have dances?
Tony : Yeah, and I wouldn't wanna take you to one. They behave like Italians all night.
Eilis : What does that mean?
Tony : Oh, you know.
Eilis : No.
Tony : Hands.
Eilis : Too many of 'em?
Tony : Well, I guess you could see it that way if you was a girl. Listen... I want everything out in the open. I came to the Irish dance... because I really like Irish girls.
Eilis : And I was the only one who would dance with you?
Tony : Oh, no, it wasn't...
Eilis : Oh, so you danced with loads of others?
[he realizes she's teasing him]
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Mrs Fiorello : Hey, how did you learn to eat spaghetti like that?
Eilis : I've been taking lessons.
Laurenzio : Lessons? Like... like in a class? You can do that? Maybe I could teach it.
Eilis : No, no, um, Diana, who lives in the boarding house with me, cooked me some spaghetti and made me try and eat it without making a mess.
Mr Fiorello : So, uh, what do you eat in Ireland? Just Irish stew?
Eilis : Not just.
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Eilis : Dear Rose, thank you for your letter. I was happy to hear about your golf tournament. You must have been really pleased. I still miss you and Mother and think about you every day, but I think I can say that for the first time since I've been in America, I'm really happy. This has a lot to do with Tony. At the weekend, he took me to see the Brooklyn Dodgers, the baseball team he loves. They lost, so he was annoyed. But I've also started to look for office work, too. I had an interview this week at a textile firm here in Brooklyn. Who'd have thought there would be two bookkeepers in the family? I'll soon be able to afford to come home and see you and Mammy.
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Father Flood : Well... you're marvelous, that's all I have to say. It looks to me as if you didn't just pass those exams. No. You flew through them. I can't remember the last time anyone came in here with good news.
Eilis : Well, I've saved some money. I'll be able to pay for next year's tuition and pay you back for last year.
Father Flood : One of my parishioners paid. He needed to do something for mankind, and I won't tell you why. He's not out of the woods yet, either, so he can cough up for next year, too.
Eilis : I'd love to know what sort of woods he's in.
Father Flood : Yes, I'm sure you would, but you won't hear it from me.
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Tony : Where do you live?
Eilis : Clinton Street.
Tony : Yeah? That's on my way home. Can I walk you?
Eilis : I'm going to say yes, and then I'm going to tell you why.
Tony : So I don't get the wrong idea?
Eilis : Mmm, I suppose so. Is there a girl in a white shirt sitting on her own over there?
Tony : [spotting Dolores] You don't know her?
Eilis : I do. She lives in my boarding house and she's awful. If I leave with you, I'm sure she'd understand. You'd be rescuing me.
Tony : I get it.
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Eilis : [volunteering at a soup kitchen for Christmas] How many are we expecting?
Father Flood : We had a hundred last year. There may be more this.
Eilis : Are they all Irish?
Father Flood : All Irish.
Eilis : Why don't they go home?
Father Flood : If there's nothing there for clever young girls such as yourself, there's gonna be even less for men like these. Some of them have been here 50 years. They've lost touch with everyone. These are the men who built the tunnels, the bridges, the highways. God alone knows what they live on now.
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Diana : Now, remember you're getting off easy because we haven't got sauce.
Patty : Yeah. You have to remember that the sauce flies everywhere, so take it slowly.
Diana : I'm gonna say "splash" any time I see problems.
Patty : Good idea.
Eilis : Can I start now?
Diana : Yeah.
Patty : Go.
Diana : [as Eilis rolls spaghetti onto her fork, it falls off as she raises the utensil to her mouth] Splash! You just splashed his mother, his father, and the walls.
Patty : Let's go again.
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Mrs. Keogh : What is the matter with you girls now?
Patty : Nothing is the matter with us, Mrs. Keogh.
Mrs. Keogh : Is this all because Eilis has found herself a young man?
Diana : Eilis has a young man? We didn't know. She won't say anything about it.
Mrs. Keogh : And why should she to you awful gossipmongers? Anyway, I met him on Saturday night when he called for Eilis, and he's a gentleman.
Patty : Will you tell us what you know about him, Mrs. Keogh? We know he's quite nice-looking.
Sheila : Didn't like his shoes much.
Eilis : What on earth is wrong with his shoes?
Sheila : They were a funny color.
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Mrs Fiorello : So, Tony tells me you go to college.
Eilis : Oh, just night classes. I want to be a bookkeeper. I like working in the shop well enough, but I don't want to be there forever.
Frankie Fiorello : [coming back with his father] I'm sorry, Eilis. I'm an idiot.
[Mr. Fiorello flicks his ear]
Frankie Fiorello : I'm a rude idiot.
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Mrs. Keogh : Miss McAdam is leaving us. She's going to live with her sister in Manhattan. She has the best room in the house, the basement, and it has its own entrance. Now, I can only let a certain kind of girl stay there. Oh, and I'm not talking about looks here. Although I will admit, God did give Miss McAdam an advantage when I had to think about who I could trust to live down there. No, no, you're a pretty girl, Eilis, but you're sensible. So, you're having the room, and that's that.
Eilis : Will the other girls not mind?
Mrs. Keogh : Oh, I expect so. What don't they mind?
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Tony : [bringing Eilis to meet his family] Oh, and I better warn you about Frankie.
Eilis : He's the little one?
Tony : Yeah, he's 8 going on 18. I mean, he's nice and he's smart, but he's been talking and he's talking about all the things he's gonna say to you.
Eilis : What sort of things?
Tony : We don't know. It could be anything. I mean, I tried to pay him money to go out and play ball with his friends, and my dad, he threatened him, but I think he's looking forward to causing trouble, so much so he'll happily take a beating.
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Eilis : Dear, Rose. I suppose the most important news is that I have a boyfriend. He isn't as important as Bartocci's and my night classes, I know that, but I want to tell you everything that's going on. Please don't mention it to Mammy, though. You know what she's like. He's decent and kind, and he has a job and he works hard. We go to the cinema on Wednesdays and he takes me to Father Flood's dance on Saturdays. I think of you and Mother every single day, but Tony has helped me to feel that I have a life here I didn't have before I met him. My body was here, but my life was back in Ireland with you. Now it's halfway across the sea. So that's something, isn't it?
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Eilis : It certainly feels like it, but this is my first year, so I don't know how to judge.
Bartocci Customer #2 : Well, congratulations. You've survived your first New York winter.
Eilis : Ah. Wasn't so bad.
Bartocci Customer #2 : Really? It's colder in Ireland?
Eilis : Oh, no, it's colder here.
Bartocci Customer #2 : Well, over here, that's how we judge the winter, on how cold it is.
Eilis : But you have heating, heating everywhere. You're only cold outside.
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Tony : I wanna ask you something and you're gonna say, "Oh, it's too soon. I don't really know him well enough. We only been out a couple of times." Oh, it's nothing so bad. It's just something that most guys, they...
Eilis : Please just ask. You're beginning to terrify me.
Tony : Oh. Sure. Will you come for dinner and meet my family sometime?
Eilis : That's it? I'd love to.
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Mary Lacey : So, now, Mrs. O'Toole from Cush.
Eilis : Do we really have to do this? Getting a letter of condolence isn't like getting a birthday present, is it? What if Mrs. O'Toole from Cush writes back to thank you for your thank you?
Mary Lacey : Then I'll thank her.
Eilis : And you'd be happy to spend the rest of your life like that?
Mary Lacey : It's not as if I've anything else to do or anybody else to talk to. It might as well be Mrs. O'Toole from Cush.
Eilis : What do you want me to say?
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Eilis : [deciding to return to Ireland after her sister dies] It's just for a month or so. I know it'd make her feel a little better.
Tony : Will you marry me before you leave?
Eilis : You don't trust me to come back?
Tony : Marry me. Marry me. We don't have to tell anybody. We just do it quickly, just keep it between us.
Eilis : Why do you want to do it?
Tony : Because if we don't, I'm gonna go crazy.
Eilis : Would a promise not be the same?
Tony : If you can promise, you can easily do this.
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Tony : [showing Eilis an empty field] This is it. We're gonna build five houses here if we can, and Mom and Dad, they're gonna have one 'cause Ma always wanted a house with a backyard. We'll sell three. And the other one, my brothers, they asked me if I wanted it and I said that I did. So I guess what I'm saying is, you wanna live out here on Long Island? I mean, I know it doesn't look like much right now, but all the land around here has been sold, so we wouldn't be on our own, and-and there'd be telephone cables and electricity, everything. We're gonna set up a company. A building company, the three of us. And I'm gonna do the plumbing, and Laurence'll do the carpentry and... don't go all quiet on me. At least tell me you'll think about it.
Eilis : I don't need to think about it.
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Mr Brown : Hello, Eilis. Maria has been telling me you've done the most marvelous job here.
Eilis : Thank you.
Mr Brown : We should have known you would, of course. You're Rose's sister, after all. I'm told you have a certificate in bookkeeping. Is it American bookkeeping?
Eilis : I got the certificate in America, but the two systems are very similar.
Mr Brown : Well, we'll certainly need someone to deal with wages and so on during the busy season. So I'd like you to continue on a part-time basis. Let's see how that goes and then we'll speak again.
Eilis : I'll be going back to the United States soon.
Mr Brown : As I say, let's you and I speak again before we make any firm decisions one way or the other.
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Mary Lacey : Thank goodness you're back.
Eilis : What's the matter?
Mary Lacey : A lad from Davis's came around. They have a problem in their accounts department. They need you up there straightaway.
Eilis : Is that all? I'll just put the shopping away.
Mary Lacey : No, no, leave it. Straightaway, the young fella said.
Eilis : It doesn't matter what he said, Mother. I'm not an employee. I'd be doing them a favor.
Mary Lacey : Please, let me do the shopping.
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Jim Farrell : We could try the Connaught Hotel bar. There may be a few of the fellas from the rugby club there.
George Sheridan : Okay.
Eilis : Do you have to be with other fellas from the rugby club all the time?
Jim Farrell : No. Uh, but Nancy told us we wouldn't be allowed to talk to you 'cause you have too much to say to each other, so we're just looking for company.
Eilis : Oh, well.
George Sheridan : Do you not like the fellas from the rugby club, Eilis?
Eilis : I don't particularly, George. When I first went to America, I missed every single thing about Enniscorthy except one.
Jim Farrell : We're not all the same.
Eilis : You all look the same. It's the blazer and the hair oil.
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Eilis : Oh, Bartocci's? Well, it sells lovely things. But I can't afford many of them and I don't like the work, so...
Jim Farrell : What would you like to do?
Eilis : I want to do what Rose did. I want to work in an office and deal with numbers.
Jim Farrell : Well, you should call in at Davis's. They haven't managed to replace Rose, you know.
Eilis : I'll be going back to New York straight after the wedding.
Jim Farrell : But you might want to earn a little money in the meantime. I'm sure they'd be glad to have you.
George Sheridan : But you just want her to stay.
Jim Farrell : I'm only thinking of Eilis.
George Sheridan : Do you hear that, Eilis? He's only thinking of you.
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Father Flood : [after Eilis' sister dies] It was sudden. I think perhaps she was ill, and she knew she was ill, and she didn't tell anybody.
Eilis : What'll happen?
Father Flood : What can happen?
Eilis : When will they bury her?
Father Flood : Tomorrow.
Eilis : Without me?
Father Flood : Without you. You're too far away, Eilis.
Eilis : Why did I ever come here?
Father Flood : Rose wanted a better life for you. She loved how well you were doing.
Eilis : But I'll never see her again. That's right, isn't it, Father? I'll never see her again.
Father Flood : You know that I think you will. And that she'll be watching over you every day for the rest of your life.
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Nancy : I'm so sorry about Rose.
Eilis : Thank you. How are you?
[Nancy shows her the engagement ring on her finger]
Eilis : No.
Mary Lacey : I knew, but I wanted to let Nancy tell you herself.
Nancy : I'm so glad you can come to the wedding.
Eilis : Can I?
Nancy : Your mother accepted the invitation on your behalf.
Eilis : When is it?
Nancy : The 27th of August. Will you come out with George and me tomorrow night? Annette wants to see you, too.
Mary Lacey : Oh, I don't mind. I'll have to find you a key. I don't want you getting me out of bed.
Nancy : We all want to hear what life in New York is like.
Eilis : I'll try and think of something to say.
[leaving with her mother]
Eilis : I'm booked to go back to New York on the 21st.
Mary Lacey : Well, you can wait an extra week to see your best friend married.
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Maria : The problem is that it's our busy season, so all the mill workers and drivers did overtime last week. Well, they filled out the overtime slips, but there's been nobody here to work it all out and to add to the wage slips, and some of the men have started to complain, and I can't blame them. As you can see, it's all a terrible mess.
Eilis : Well, if you leave me for a couple of hours, I can work out a system so that whoever comes in after me won't have any trouble.
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Mrs. Keogh : Have they told you what day for the nylons sale, Ellis? Never had a Bartocci's girl in here. Might get some inside information.
Eilis : I haven't been told anything.
Diana : I bet you wouldn't let on if you had.
Patty : She's that sort. More aligned to her bosses than to her friends.
Diana : Like a red spy.
Sheila : Oh, dear God.
Mrs. Keogh : I'll thank you to keep His name out of a conversation about nylons. He might be everywhere, but He's not in Bartocci's on sale day.
