:13:01
Is it or is it not Mick's turn?
:13:03
No, please.
:13:05
A noble call is mine...
:13:07
...and I call on Michael.
:13:10
Mick, give us your party piece.
:13:13
Come on, Mick. Give us a song.
:13:15
He hasn't a note in his head.
:13:17
Shut up.
:13:21
'Well do I remember
the bleak December day
:13:25
'The landlord and the sheriff
came to drive us all away
:13:28
'They set my roof on fire with
their cursed foreign spleen
:13:32
'And that's another reason
:13:35
'Why I left old Skibereen'
:13:40
Twelve more verses, now.
:14:02
You wanted to be woken.
:14:05
There was a man in West Cork
who proposed to five sisters...
:14:10
...one after the other.
:14:12
I suppose they all refused.
:14:14
Then the father died,
and he proposed to the mother.
:14:19
Are you trying to tell me something?
:14:22
I was building up to a proposal.
:14:25
It's not easy with a Fenian in your bed.
:14:29
-He likes you too.
-I do?
:14:31
Stop it.
:14:32
-But, sadly, he snores.
-I do not.
:14:34
So it's up to you, Kitty.
:14:37
-I don't have to like either.
-Never was a truer word spoken.
:14:41
And he sleeps in his trousers.
:14:45
Forgive the brute.
:14:48
Morning.
:14:50
Behave yourself.
:14:51
Am I dreaming?
:14:53
I think you are.
:14:58
We'll be an invisible army.
:14:59
Our uniform will be that of the man
on the street, the peasant in the field.