In the Land of Saints and Sinners

Translated and edited by

ig:k_do33 facebook:Karrar Haider

Northern Ireland, 1974

Decades of civil unrest turned into armed conflict

Here they come.

Come on now, boys.

- Children are annoying. - Don't bother him, Patrick.

This is what we were missing.

Get up and apologize to your brother.

- I don't want this. - You're late.

Damn it, come on!

Stay away from the place!

Move fast!

Indiana!

- Drive the car, damn it! - Drive!

Slow down, damn it!

“You're a sneaky trickster, Finbarr.” - What, Vinny?

I can see what you're getting at, okay.

I can't shoot when I can't see them, move them back.

I can't hear anything because of the wind.

Well, sure.

If you complain that I'm cheating, Officer O'Shea, I'll get angry.

Why the anger, the bet must be fair.

Will you stand up and complain or will you shoot and lose as usual?

Fucking bastard.

- Come on, shoot. Save a lot, you bastard.

- Thanks. - Are you stealing from me, you scum?

What did you do today other than feed the cat?

And contemplating Salama’s novel “Gulliver and the Little Ones”?

I've finished Gulliver's Travels. And now he is Dostoyevsky, the Russian writer.

Maybe I don't know him, Agatha Christie is more suitable for me.

- where are we going? - I'm on official duty

Mrs. Bailey told me...

That welcome sign to town has disappeared.

Now you can see what real work is.

This is very fair.

- Reddish brown. - Burgundy.

- Burgundy? - Yes.

He must be crazy and lost control of the car.

- Or a drunkard. -Maybe he lost his mind.

Do you have to look for a crazy person in town?

Yes, I would probably be with him at tea time.

I can feel your eyes at the back of my neck.

Rita, I'm sure...

Adam would have replaced Eve with you

If he saw this place.

- It's healthy to have a hobby - maybe they're for decorating

To decorate the table.

You would have known that if you had accepted my invitation to dinner.

How's Brendan?

It's getting worse, it's not getting better.

With a beautiful young woman like you, he'd probably stay here.

Okay, please calm down.

I can't say enough to describe this person

He has done more for the city than we deserve, a man of many talents.

And maybe we can tempt him to lead for us.

Bart McGinnis, will you honor us with a song?

You don't want to hear an old junkie sing, my flesh and blood intersect.

Let's go.

- Can't you shoot me here? It'll be a good exercise - keep going, it's on the left.

Here it would be appropriate.

Two steps to the right.

I start digging.

Where are we?

If I'm going to be buried here, I want to know where I am.

"Donegal."

Donegal is at the other end of the country.

The Forgotten District, seems appropriate.

-Is this how you make a living? - This is deep enough, get out.

Get on your knees.

Oh, my God.

All those trees.

I was busy.

Get on your knees.

Hands behind head.

You have one minute, say what you want.

Beg if you wish, it will not be advanced or delayed.

I don't need to beg. I knew this day would come.

It took longer than expected.

It's been a long time.

I had a violent temper when I was young.

I have many remorseful consciences.

I knew there was no turning back...

After what you did.

But one day I decided that what was left of my melted soul...

It should not go to waste.

Somehow,

I removed the dark cloud and became a good citizen.

I did what I could for the people.

You see, this is where it ends for people like us.

On a windswept swamp.

Try to do something good before you end up here.

time is running out.

- Any problems, "how"? - no.

Are you gay, Robert?

- Your music suggests that. - Are you stupid, Kev?

Your shoes suggest that you are stupid.

I don't dare think about the mess I made.

Moody Blues 45.

I will borrow it.

"Indulgence leads to early death."

Who said this? Is it Yeats?

she is my mother.

- Who is this? - Just me, Mrs. McCoy

Finbar, how are you? Robbie said you were coming, so I made the cookies you like.

-With cherries? - Raisins, I thought you liked them with raisins.

That is, you know me better than I know myself.

That's what I thought.

-Are you taking them with you then? - I will

You always take them.

Good morning, beautiful women. Are they hot?

- Behave well - Here it is.

Fastest hand in the west.

- He was a boy from Dublin. -Young people today!

- How are you? - What about you?

- Thanks. - New plate?

I took it as payment from the O'Reilly clan.

It was drawn by a Mexican.

It's clearly the latest fashion in America. And they deserve much more than they owe.

Unfortunately, you cannot sell it back to its rightful owner.

Well, stay tuned. I have something for you in a week.

Give it to him.

Work, give it all to him.

I've thought about it a lot.

I've made a lot of bad choices since Margaret died.

I can do more than this. And people need to see that.

So what are you passionate about showing the world?

This is the only thing you know.

I can plant a garden.

- garden? - Yes.

So you're going to leave me on the hook with that idiot?

Thank you.

Will you miss me?

Yes, like a headache.

-You want seeds? - Yes.

-You don't usually buy seeds. - No, not before now

-Are you sure, seeds? - Yes, do you have some or what?

I have...

Beans, and cabbage. There are also islands and other things.

I was thinking of planting my own garden.

A little poplar, and maybe some golden cedar.

Like the yellow garden you have there.

Golden rice is a weed, Finbar.

I had no idea, maybe you would be my teacher then

-Does it taste good enough? - I don't know what I enjoy more, food or company

Was your wife good at cooking? Her name is Margaret, right?

- Sorry... - No, no, it's okay.

It had been a long time since anyone had said her name.

Margaret.

She was always experimenting.

I baked a cake...it's been a long time coming.

Put apples and nuts in it.

And a little cinnamon, I've never tasted anything like this before.

- It looks delicious - Oh my God, no, it was terrible.

Like I said, I've never tasted anything like this before.

Fortunately, I never did that again.

Was that in Dublin?

Yes, of course.

Every day I passed by the library where she worked.

On the way to the factory, oh my God, how she loved those books.

-You've interested me. -I wish I had met her.

It suited me, just like you.

I'll just look at it.

How are you, Moya?

If you have a red skull on the hook, be careful because the line can cut your hand.

Please, use this.

There you go, keep going.

What are you hoping to catch? Goldfish?

-You take her home and call her “Goldie.” - The fish doesn't like anyone

My deceased father said you should not love someone who does not love you.

- Maybe it's true. - I was told to catch a fish for dinner

You have taste.

Give her some string.

no!

Moya! It's okay, Moya.

Welcome.

Hi Sinead.

Finbar, what are you doing here on a busy evening?

-Catherine. - Finbar, he's angry tonight.

- Old bastard? I've never seen him like this in my life. -And on the night I left.

A big plate for the angry cheater, and a drink of Babysham for his hurting wife...

And a drink for me.

You have a lot of money, don't you? How can you make a living selling books?

As long as I make money beating you, I'll be fine.

-Did you catch the speed demon? - No, not even a little

I've had a lot of work these days, but I'll catch it

I'm sure you will.

Water, please.

- Great playing, son. - Thank you my friend.

It's an old tune, old as the mountains, but always good.

- Would you say as old as mountains? - We call it ancient

naturally.

- Thanks. -So, what are you doing here?

Long ago an Irishman came to my village.

He played the most beautiful song I've ever heard in my life.

He left before I learned it, so I had to come.

Don't you miss him? Your homeland?

I don't miss the fighting and I don't miss the blood.

I saw Moya fishing for dinner by the bridge.

It seems that she is very stubborn.