:23:00
On the banks of the roses,
my love and I sat down
:23:03
And I took out my fiddle,
for to play my love a tune
:23:07
In the middle of the tune
:23:09
-Look who's back.
-Straight from Chicago.
:23:12
How's my favorite lrish colleen?
:23:13
-l'm well. How are you?
-l'm great.
:23:28
Who's your man in the sharp suit,
over there?
:23:30
How should l know?
:23:32
He looks like a Yank.
:23:34
Maybe he's a friend of hers.
Maybe he's a chemist.
:23:39
lf l can regain your attention for a moment...
:23:42
we'll have requests.
:23:43
Apart from Nobody's Child.
We're not fond of that now.
:23:46
-Boys of Wexford.
-Whistling Gypsies.
:23:52
-Are you still not talking to Grandma?
-No, l'll never speak to that woman.
:23:56
She blames your father for everything.
:23:59
May she rot in Hell, the old witch.
:24:03
Jesus says we should forgive
those who trespassed against us.
:24:07
lt's in the ''Our Father.''
:24:14
-Grandma, would you like a fruit gum?
-Thanks, love.
:24:18
Granddad gave them to me.
:24:21
l won't bother then, love.
:24:24
Listen, love,
there is something you must tell him.
:24:29
lt's really warm.
:24:33
...stuff it, will you?
:24:35
Good girl.
:24:37
Grandma's got a letter from Sydney.
:24:40
Sidney, who?
:24:41
Sydney in Australia.
:24:43
-Australia?
-lt's from Mommy, she's in Australia.
:24:46
She didn't give her address,
but it said Sydney on the postmark thing.
:24:49
l might have guessed.
:24:51
She always had the wanderlust,
your mother.
:24:54
-Grandma said it's hot in Australia.
-lt is.
:24:57
You can tell her it's not as hot
as the place where her daughter will end up.