Title: "Think Different" Author: Becks (for asterisk notes, see end of text) BTW, the title is a tribute to my favourite computer company, Apple. Think Different 'While some people see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.' Ballykissangel Episode 4.3 Scene: Int. Day. Fitzgerald's. Peter and Assumpta are sitting at the kitchen table, sharing a pot of tea and conferring with the pub diary. Peter: What about the 24th? Assumpta: Can't. There's a whole load booked into rooms upstairs. Peter: 31st? Assumpta: No. Fundraiser. Peter: Why do I get the feeling this just isn't going to happen? Assumpta: It will... if we can just find a date when we haven't already got other things on. Peter suddenly points at the window. Peter: Look! Assumpta: What? Peter: A flying pig! Assumpta gives him a sarcastic look and goes back to studying the diary. ROLL TITLES Scene: Ext. Day. A road somewhere around Cildargan. A young man gets out of a car and thanks the driver. He then walks round to the boot and removes a large white box and puts it on a trolley. He stands by the side of the road as the car pulls away. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. Siobhan is driving home with Brendan and Aisling in the passenger seat. There is an uncomfortable atmosphere between them. Brendan waves as Peter, driving Assumpta's van, passes in the opposite direction. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. Peter finishes loading boxes of Taytos into the back of the van. He gets in and starts back along the road to Ballykissangel. As he drives, the sky clouds over and it starts to rain. (The scene is very similar to that in the first episode when Assumpta gives Peter a lift) Peter spots a the young man, hitching by the side of the road and pulls over. Peter: Where to? Tony: Erm, Bally.... Peter: ...kissangel? Tony: That's the one. Peter: Jump in. Tony: I can I stick this in the back? He points at the large white box at his feet. Peter: Er, yeah, sure. Tony goes round to the back of the van and puts the box in. Peter turns round in his seat and notices and handle on the top left hand corner of the box. The box is covered in signatures and has a sign on the front on it: 'Mo Chuisneoir'*. Tony gets into the van and shuts the door. Peter: Em, is that a... Tony: A fridge? Yeah. Peter: Dare I ask why? Tony: It's a bet. A drunken bet. I have to travel round Ireland with this thing. I'm on the home straight, so I thought I'd stay in town for a few days. Anywhere you could recommend? Peter: Yeah, Fitzgerald's. We've got a room spare. Tony: You run it? Peter: It's Assumpta's - my fianc*e. Tony: Right. What part of England are you from? Peter: Tiny place, up North. You wouldn't know it. You? Tony: Down South. Wimbledon. Tiny place, just a couple of tennis courts really. Peter: ...and the Wombles. Peter smiles. The car comes round the corner and across the bridge into the town. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Day. Fitzgerald's. Assumpta is preparing food in the kitchen with the radio on. Peter walks in just ahead of Tony and the fridge. Assumpta appears from the kitchen. Assumpta: Hi. She walks through to the bar to join them. Peter: Hello. I picked up a customer on the way. This is... Tony: Tony. Hi. Tony and Assumpta shake hands. Peter: Just one thing. Do we have room for one man and his fridge? Assumpta: What? Tony: May I introduce Saoirse*. Tony pushes the fridge in front of him. Assumpta: Ahem, right. (to Peter) Where do you get them from? (to Tony) Would you like a drink? Tony: A pint'd be great, thanks. Assumpta goes round to the other side of the bar as Tony takes a place on a bar stool with his fridge on the trolley next to him. Assumpta: Ah, I have to change a barrel, (to Peter) can I trust you to look after the place? Peter: Yes boss. Assumpta goes into the cellar. Tony: Have you lived here for long? Peter: Three years. I used to be the priest. Tony: Oh, right. Peter: Temptation was too much, you know. Tony nods. Peter: So, how much was the bet for? Tony: £100. Peter: Nice fridge. Tony: Yeah... it cost £130. Peter laughs. Peter: You'll get on well with Liam and Donal. Tony: Sorry? Peter: Nothing. Assumpta emerges from the cellar and starts to pull a pint. Assumpta: So what's the story with the fridge? Tony: A bet. Assumpta suddenly make the connection and grins excitedly. Assumpta: You're the fridge man? Peter: Sorry? Assumpta: He's been on the radio for the last three weeks. They've been following his progress. It's a brilliant idea. Tony: Brilliant, but sadly, mad. Assumpta: Ah, everyone's mad round here. Peter: Nothing wrong with a bit of madness. Assumpta: Yeah, he's mad. (indicating Peter) Peter gives her a sarcastic smile as she passes the glasses over the counter. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Day. Siobhan's house. She enters the hallway with Aisling in her car seat. Brendan follows. He puts several bags down in the hall and goes into the kitchen. Siobhan: Where are you going? Brendan: Just thought you might like a cup of tea. Siobhan: I can manage. We'll be fine on our own. There is a silence and Brendan takes the hint. Brendan: I'll be going then shall I? Silence. Brendan: Just let me know if you need anything. Siobhan just nods and Brendan leaves. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Fitzgerald's. It is quiet in the bar and Assumpta, Peter and Tony are having dinner in the kitchen. The fridge is parked next to the table. Tony is passing round some of the photos he's taken on his travels. Tony: I thought they were just drunk. But they were completely serious, they actually wanted to take the fridge surfing! I had to turn down the offers of a diving trip. Assumpta: Well, I'm sure the regulars will be able to find something for it to do. Peter: Yeah, if it's brilliant madness you're looking for, you're in the right place. Tony: How did you end up here then? Peter: Oh, worked in Manchester for a few years, asked for a transfer, worked up at St Joseph's for a few years, fell for this one (he indicates Assumpta) and that's it really. Not half as interesting as taking up an insane bet. Assumpta: Excuse me?! Peter: I didn't mean... well you know what I meant. The bar door opens and Brendan storms in, in a bad mood. Peter gets up. Peter: I'll go. He kisses the top of Assumpta's head and goes through to the bar. Peter: Evening Brendan. Usual? Brendan nods. Peter: I thought you'd be at home with Aisling tonight. Brendan: I would be. If Siobhan'd let me. Peter: How'd you mean? Brendan: I took her home and she made it very clear I wasn't wanted. Peter: Brendan, that's awful. Did she say why? Brendan: Nothing. Not a word. Peter: (reasoning) Maybe she just wants a bit of time on her own to get used to having Aisling there. Brendan: Or maybe she just wants to cut me out altogether. Peter: Or maybe you two just need to talk. Brendan considers this. Brendan: Forget about the pint. Brendan leaves and Peter goes back to the kitchen. Assumpta: Another customer dealt with? (she turns to Tony) He's BallyK's resident counsellor, you know. (to Peter) There's just one problem. Peter: What? Assumpta: You sort their problems out so fast they don't have time for a drink. Your dinner's in the oven. Peter goes back to the kitchen, just as Tony is getting up to leave. Tony: That was wonderful, Assumpta. Thanks. Assumpta: Ah, no problem. Peter retrieves his dinner from the oven and sits back down opposite Assumpta. Peter: Interesting journey. Assumpta: Sorry? Peter: Tony. Assumpta: Hmm. Peter: Are you okay? Assumpta: Yeah, just thinking. Peter: Anything I should know about? Assumpta: D'you want to go back to England? Peter: What makes you say that? Assumpta: The way you and Tony were talking earlier. Peter: We've been through all this. I want to stay with you, wherever you are. Assumpta: If we can ever set a date for this wedding. Peter: Yeah. Quite sad really, isn't it? Assumpta: What? Peter: That we can't find a window in the diary for our own wedding. Assumpta: We've still got to decide how we're actually going to do this, I mean St Joseph's is hardly an option, is it? Peter: Not with Father O'Connell in charge it's not, no. Assumpta: Well, for once, that's not entirely his fault, is it? Peter: You're not sticking up for him after all he said about Siobhan and Brendan, are you? Assumpta: No, I'm just saying that no matter how much you dislike him, it's not his decision whether we get married in a church or not. Peter: You wouldn't want to anyway. Assumpta: Depends what kind of church. Peter falls silent and they carry on with their dinner. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Eve. Outside St Joseph's. Brendan is walking past just as Fr. Aidan comes out. Fr. Aidan: Ah, hello... Brendan, isn't it. How's your friend's baby? Brendan: My friend? Fr. Aidan: Yes, Siobhan, isn't it? Brendan: She's my baby too! Fr. Aidan: Yes, of course. A bit regrettable, really... Brendan: What?! Now listen, I don't care what you think, but my daughter's not some kind of regrettable incident I can just forget about. I'm not going to let that happen. Fr. Aidan: No, of course not, I just meant... Brendan: Save it for someone who wants to listen, Father. Brendan storms off in a worse mood that he was before, leaving Fr. Aidan slightly shell-shocked. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Siobhan's house. Brendan stands outside, preparing himself. He hears Aisling crying. He decides this wouldn't be the best time to have it out with Siobhan and walks away. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Fitzgerald's. Tony is entertaining Liam, Donal and Padraig while Assumpta and Peter are listening behind the bar. The fridge is on the floor by Tony's chair. Liam: Can I sign it? Tony: Sure. Just don't sign over Mother Clare's blessing. Peter: Excuse me? Tony: Oh yeah, it's been blessed and everything. Peter: You're kidding me. Tony: No, serious. Just after it was baptised with a bottle of Babycham. Padraig: What else has it done? Peter: She. Padraig: Sorry, she. Tony: She's met a King. Padraig: Which one? Tony: The King of Tory Island. Padraig: Fair enough. Tony: ... and she's met about 50 Drunks in Residence. Assumpta: What? Tony: Drunks in Residence. All pubs have one. It's something I've observed while I've been travelling round. Who's yours? Assumpta, Peter, Liam and Donal: Padraig! Padraig: Thanks a lot. Peter: We should find something for her to do here. Padraig: We should find something for us to do here! Assumpta: Like what? Peter: Something as mad as all that other stuff. Assumpta: You can't surf in the Angel. Peter: Do we know anyone who does canoeing? Assumpta: No. Peter: Shame. Liam: Has she been hang-gliding? Peter: You don't hang-glide. Liam: I know. Just a thought. Donal's mind is working overtime. Donal: You should take her up the Sugarloaf. Tony: The what? Assumpta: It's a mountain. Padraig: Don't be stupid, Donal, he can't get that thing up a mountain. Peter: Watch it Padraig, Tony's a dangerous man to bet with. Padraig: No, we'll help you get it up there, if you want. Tony: I don't know. A mountain? Assumpta: More of a very big hill, really. Peter: It'd be original. Liam: It'd be insanity. Assumpta: You're one to talk. Peter: I think we should do it. Just do something spontaneous. We could make a big trip of it, you know, a community thing. Assumpta: It's not a bad idea. Peter: Thanks Assumpta. Tony: Okay, let's do it. Brendan walks in again, still very upset about Siobhan. Peter looks over and sees him, then goes over to join him. Peter: Hiya. Have you had a talk with Siobhan yet? Brendan: It wasn't a good time. Peter: The only way you're going to make things better is by talking about it. Brendan: Can't you? Peter: It's not my problem. Brendan: You don't care? Peter: Of course I care, I just think it's you that needs to talk to her. Brendan: I just need to know what she things before I try to talk her round. Please, Peter. Peter: Oh... alright. Just don't expect any miracles. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. Peter has just knocked on Siobhan's door. She appears at the door. Siobhan: Am I in for a lecture? Peter: No. I could if you want me to, but no. It's an invitation actually. Siobhan: I'm not really up to parties at the moment. Peter: It's not a party. It's a chance to do something completely spontaneous. Siobhan: I think I've already done that. Peter: We're all going up the sugarloaf with a fridge. Siobhan: What? Peter: It's a long story and I've got loads of people to invite. How's Aisling? Siobhan: Asleep... which is rare. Peter: Brendan said... Siobhan: I can imagine what he said. Peter: I don't think you can. He's really hurt, Siobhan. All he wants is to be able to see his daughter. I think you two should talk. Siobhan: Peter, no offence, but... Peter: I know it's none of my business, but you're my friends. I don't like to see Brendan like that... or you. You look tired. Brendan doesn't expect to move in with you or anything like that. Just let him support you and Aisling... Anyway, if you fancy the trip, we're all meeting at Fitzgerald's at 9 tomorrow. Siobhan: Okay, I'll see how I feel. Peter: Okay, see you soon. Peter leaves and Siobhan goes upstairs to check on Aisling. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Day. Niamh and Ambrose's. Niamh has just come off the phone and goes into the office with Kieran. Niamh: D'you fancy a walk tomorrow? Ambrose: A walk? Where? Niamh: The Sugarloaf. Assumpta and Peter are organising a big walk. Everyone's going. With a fridge. Ambrose: A what? Niamh: There's some mad hitchhiker who's going round Ireland with a fridge and they're going to take it up the Sugarloaf. Ambrose: That's a stupid idea. Niamh: No it's not. It's fun, spontaneous. You used to be spontaneous. Ambrose: That was before I had to work to support a wife and baby. Niamh: Ah, come on. Take time off. It'll be fun. Ambrose: It won't. It'll be cold, wet and boring. Niamh: And you'd rather be issuing parking tickets? Ambrose: It's my job, Niamh. Niamh: So that's it, is it? Ambrose: Yes. Niamh: (to Kieran) Let's leave your boring old daddy to it, shall we. She slams the door behind her. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Fitzgerald's. Assumpta is rounding up more people for the fridge walk. There are posters up on the wall which read: 'The most unique experience of your life - up the Sugarloaf with The Fridge Man!ä She's on the phone to Niamh. Brian walks in and stands by the bar. Assumpta: Ah, come on... Kieran won't be a problem, we'll all help... It wouldn't be the same without you. You'll come? What about Ambrose? Ah, well, okay. I'll see you tomorrow then. Okay, bye. Brian: What's going on? Assumpta: Ah, there's this English bloke who's hitching round Ireland with a fridge, for a bet. Brian: Is that the fella who's been all over the radio for the last few weeks? Assumpta: That's the one. Brian: He's here? Assumpta: Yep. Peter gave him a lift from Cildargan. He's staying here for a few days. Brian: In this place? Assumpta: Yes. Problem? Brian: Where is he? Assumpta points in the direction of a table, where Tony and a few locals are discussing his adventure. Brian goes over and interrupts. Brian: Excuse me, are you the fridge man? Tony: For my sins... and you are? Brian: (handing over a business card) Brian Quigley, Quigley Enterprises. I might be able to throw a few doors open for you. Will you have a drink? Tony: Em, yeah, thanks, another pint, please. Brian: Great, let's talk business. Tony wasn't aware they had any business to talk about, but he follows Brian to the bar. Brian: Assumpta, a pint and my usual, when you're ready. Assumpta: (to Tony) Don't let him talk you into anything. Tony smiles and acknowledges Assumpta's advice. Brian: Don't listen to her. I have a very nice house out of town. You're welcome to stay with me... I have a sauna. Tony: Ah, well, actually, I prefer staying in pubs... less of a distance to stumble home after a night of Irish hospitality. Brian: In this place, are you joking? Tony: Honestly, it's fine. Brian: Right. Fair enough. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Niamh and Ambrose's house. Niamh shuts Kieran's bedroom door quietly and goes into the kitchen, where Ambrose is making a cup of coffee. Niamh: Why don't you come on this walk tomorrow? Ambrose: We've been through all this. I'm tired, I have a mountain of paperwork to catch up on and I'm going to have to stay up all night getting it done. The last thing I need is to drag myself up a mountain tomorrow morning. Niamh: You've got no sense of adventure, that's the problem. Ambrose: I have, I just also have responsibilities. I have to do this work. You'd be tired too if you did as much work as this. Niamh: Are you suggesting I don't have anything to do all day? Ambrose: No, I just... Niamh: You have no idea, do you? Ambrose: I do. Look, if you wanted someone who was going to climb mountains with you and a fridge, why on earth did you marry me? Niamh: I'm beginning to wonder. Look after your son. Niamh walks out. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Fitzgerald's. Brian is still trying to talk Tony into some kind of deal. Brian: Well, I'm sure I could find a few business deals I could interest you in, sponsorship, ad campaigns... Tony: I'm not doing this as a publicity stunt. Brian: No, I realise that... It's just that I have these holiday homes I'm building which could do with a story like yours to publicise them. Tony: I'm sorry, I really don't think I can help you. Assumpta's overheard most of this and approaches, puts the drinks on the bar and turns to Brian. Assumpta: Leave him alone Brian. You can't talk everyone into your little deals, you know. Brian looks very put out, downs his whiskey and walks out, nearly bumping into Peter who has just returned from Siobhan's. He watches Brian leave, then goes over to the bar and kisses Assumpta. Peter: What's going on? Assumpta: Just Brian trying to rope Tony in for a bit of publicity. Peter: Right. Tony: I think I'll turn in for the night before I get roped into the washing up. Peter: Night. Assumpta: Night Tony. He gets up and goes upstairs. Assumpta: How'd you get on? Peter: Not too bad. If she doesn't turn up tomorrow, I'll go round again and drag her out. Assumpta: The subtle approach? Peter: That's the one. Has Brendan been back? Assumpta: No, why? Peter: Just wondered. He wasn't at his house. Assumpta: Well, you can find him in the morning. Let's get rid of this lot. I need some sleep if we're going to do this hike. Peter walks through to the bar and rings the hand bell. Peter: Time, ladies and gentlemen... and don't forget, meet here at 9 tomorrow if you're going to join us and Tony the Fridge Man for the Sugarloaf walk. People begin to leave and Peter starts clearing up. Just as Assumpta is about to lock the doors, Niamh comes over, obviously upset. Peter: Niamh? What's the problem? Niamh: Why do you assume... does there have to be a problem for me to be able to talk to Assumpta now? Peter: No, I just... Assumpta: Niamh, come into the kitchen. Niamh: No, I wouldn't want to interrupt anything. Assumpta: You're not. Niamh: No, it's okay. I'll see you tomorrow. Assumpta: Are you sure? Niamh: Yeah, really. Assumpta: Okay. Niamh leaves. Assumpta: (to Peter) What did you have to go and do that for? Peter: What? Assumpta: Be so insensitive. Peter: Me? Assumpta: She was upset. Peter: I know, that's why I asked... Assumpta: She didn't come to talk to you, she came to talk to me. Just keep your nose out next time. Peter: Sorry. Assumpta: So you should be. Assumpta storms out into the kitchen and leaves Peter standing at the bar. He throws down a tea towel, unlocks the doors and leaves. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Eve. Brendan's house. One downstairs light is on. There is a knock at the door. Brendan opens it to find Peter standing by the doorway. Peter: Can I come in? Brendan: Sure. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve Brendan's kitchen. Brendan is making coffee for himself and Peter. Peter is still obviously upset and Brendan seems depressed too. Brendan: What's happened? Peter: Huh? Brendan: Assumpta excerpting her authority again? Peter barely nods. Peter: I don't know. I thought it was going really well... considering. We were getting on perfectly... then... Brendan: What happened. Peter: We had a row. Brendan: Yeah, well, I guessed that much. Brendan hands him a cup of coffee and they sit down at the kitchen table. Peter: She accused me of being insensitive. Brendan: You?! Peter: Yeah, I know... I thought she loved me. Brendan: Just because you have one row doesn't mean it's all over. She does love you, but look at it from her point of view. Peter: How d'you mean? Brendan: She's been on her own in that pub for years and all of a sudden she's got you there as well, it's bound to take a bit of getting used to. Peter: You think I'm monopolising her time? Brendan: You're getting married, you need to be together... just let her have her space sometimes. Peter considers this advice and changes the subject. Peter: Are you coming on this walk tomorrow? Brendan: What walk? Peter: You remember Tony and his fridge? Brendan: In the pub earlier? Yeah. Peter: We're taking him and the fridge up the Sugarloaf. Everyone's coming. Brendan: Siobhan? Peter: Maybe, I don't know. Brendan: I don't think that's such a good idea. Peter: If she's there, Aisling'll be there. Brendan: She won't want to see me. Peter: Maybe she just needs time to think about how it's going to be. Brendan: Space? D'you think we should get her and Assumpta together. Peter: Just talk to her, Brendan. She won't be able to work and look after Aisling on her own, not in her job. She'll need someone to look after her at least. Brendan: So I'm a babysitter now? Peter: That's not what I mean. Brendan: Sounds that way. Peter: No, but if you really want to see your daughter, you might have to put up with whatever time you can get with her, at least until Siobhan works out what she wants. Brendan: Why is this all about what Siobhan wants? Why not me for a change? I am her father. Peter: Yeah but Siobhan's got the trump cards here. You need to talk. Brendan: Never thought I'd see us sitting here talking about our women problems. Peter half-smiles and finishes his coffee. Peter: I'd better get back. You'll think about tomorrow? Brendan: I'll think about it. Peter: Good. Peter gets up to leave. CUT TO: Scene: Int. Eve. Fitzgerald's. Assumpta's light is on, but Peter discovers that the doors are locked. Peter: Assumpta? Assumpta, let me in. Kathleen is walking her dog and stops and stares at Peter. He turns round, sees her and gives a halfhearted, embarrassed smile. She walks on. Peter: Assumpta! Assumpta appears at the bedroom window. Assumpta: What? Peter: You've locked the front doors. Assumpta: Oh for heavens sake. She closes the window and we hear her come downstairs and unlock the door. Peter goes in and locks the doors behind him. Assumpta starts back up the stairs again. Peter: I'm sorry. Assumpta pretends not to hear him. Peter: I'm sorry you haven't had much time to yourself recently, and I'm sorry I upset Niamh... Assumpta: We'll talk about it in the morning. Peter: Will you at least tell me what I've done? There is no answer. Assumpta goes back upstairs and Peter collapses into the chair by the fire. He gazes around the room for a while trying to work out what's going wrong. He doesn't notice Tony coming down the stairs. Tony: Problems? Peter: Sorry, did we wake you up? Tony: No, you're alright. D'you want to talk about it? Peter: I don't know... I spend all this time and effort sorting out other people's problems, then I can't figure out my own. Tony: It's always like that. Peter: Oh God, I hope not. Everything was going so well. Tony: You'll work it out... I would. Seems like perfection to me - a beautiful woman, and you live in a pub. Peter: I know, what more could you ask for? Assumpta's just a bit on the fiery side sometimes. Tony: I assume you knew that before you got into this. Peter: Yeah... She was always so defensive, then there were just a few times when I felt like I'd really got close to her. A couple of times we ended up on our own, in here, after closing and she'd open up and talk about things I didn't think she'd ever even think about. She'd cut out all the sarcasm and just say what she thought. Tony: That's what made you fall for her? Peter: How could you not fall for her? ...oh, I've got to stop feeling sorry for myself. I'll sort it out tomorrow. You'd better get some sleep. You're going to be the centre of attention tomorrow. Tony: You sure you're okay? Peter: Yeah, fine. Thanks. Tony goes back upstairs, while Peter stares at the fire for a while longer. FADE TO: Scene: Ext. Day. A huge number of people are waiting at the doors of Fitzgerald's. Padraig, Kevin and Niamh are among the crowd. Most have their own cars, but the minibus is there too. Assumpta and Peter come out of the pub, with Tony and the fridge behind them. There are cheers from the crowd when they see the man and his fridge. Peter puts Fionn in the back of the van and everyone heads towards their cars. Peter looks around for Brendan, but can't see him. Siobhan has turned up, in the Land Rover, with Aisling in the car seat. Peter goes over to her. Peter: Nice to see you Siobhan. Siobhan: Well, I still have to get out. Peter smiles and goes back to the van. The cars start off, the minibus last. Just as the minibus starts over the bridge, Brendan comes running down the hill and takes the last seat in the minibus. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. As the convoy of cars makes it's way through the county, we see a montage of the scenery they pass on the way. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. Assumpta's van. Total cold silence. Peter stares out of the window at the passing scenery. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. Another montage, as the cars approach the bottom of the Sugarloaf. Everyone gets out and Tony attaches the fridge to the trailer. Assumpta and Peter trail behind a bit, keeping an eye on Siobhan and Brendan, who are at least speaking to each other, which is more than can be said for Peter and Assumpta. Brendan: I don't expect to move in with you or anything. Siobhan: Glad to hear it. Brendan: All I want is to be able to see her whenever it's convenient. Siobhan: It's a tiring job, being a Mum... I do need some help. Brendan: So let me help. Siobhan: I don't want to be dependent on you. Brendan: You won't be. I just want to look after her every so often, just have contact with her. Siobhan: And I don't want you letting me down. I don't want you losing interest. Brendan: I won't. This is my daughter we're talking about, not some new hobby. Siobhan: Okay. Whenever you like, just... I need my own space. Brendan: I'll leave when you tell me to. Peter has dropped back from the main crowd and is watching Assumpta as she talks to Niamh Assumpta: So, he had work to do, what's the problem? Niamh: It's not just that... He's become so boring. Assumpta: Ambrose was always boring. Niamh: Assumpta! Assumpta: Okay, sorry. Niamh: I just want him to be a bit more spontaneous, like he was when we first started going out. Assumpta: You can't teach him to be spontaneous. Niamh: He says he has other responsibilities. Assumpta: He does. He's got Kieran to think about now. Niamh: What about me? Assumpta: You've got other responsibilities too. Niamh: Are you saying I'm boring? Assumpta: No, of course not. I'm just saying things have moved on since you two first started seeing each other. You're bound to have changed. Niamh: We're different people. Assumpta: Niamh, don't say that. Niamh: It's true. Ambrose runs up the mountain behind Niamh and taps her on the shoulder. She spins round. Niamh: Ambrose! You came. Ambrose: I finished the paperwork early. Thought I'd come out for a walk with my family. Niamh smiles and Assumpta drops back towards Peter. Peter: Can we talk about it now? Assumpta: What? Peter: Last night. I'm s... Assumpta: If you say 'I'm sorry' one more time... Peter: I am. Assumpta: I was a complete bitch last night.... Peter: No you weren't. Assumpta: I was. Don't argue with me. Peter: Okay. Assumpta: It's just been difficult readjusting to having someone else around the place. I'm not used to it. I know it really upset you and it wasn't fair on you. She stops, turns and kisses him. Assumpta: Sorry. He takes her hand. Peter: So what do we do? Assumpta: I have to put a bit more effort in. It's nothing you've done. You make things easer for me, but maybe... maybe I just like things to be difficult. Peter: Why? Assumpta: Make a martyr of myself? I don't know. I'm just not very good at having other people help me unless I'm paying them to work for me. Peter: Well, you can pay me if it'd make you feel better. Assumpta: Don't you think that'd get people talking? Peter: Oh yeah. A bit, I suppose. Assumpta: Anyway, I can't afford you. No, I'll just have to break the habit of a lifetime and you'll have to forgive me if I'm less than appreciative. Peter: Deal. Peter: Have you thought about the wedding much recently? Assumpta: What wedding? Peter: Ours! Assumpta: Yeah, of course I have. Why? Peter: Just thinking. Assumpta: About what? Peter: I'll tell you later. Assumpta: No, come on, tell me now. Peter: No, leave it until later. Assumpta gives him a sideways glance and gives up. Peter walks on a bit to catch up with Tony. Tony: Hi. Sorted things out? Peter: Yeah... actually, I'm a bit confused. Tony: Why? Peter: Assumpta Fitzgerald just apologised. Peter bounds on up the mountain towards Brendan. Tony drops back a bit to talk to Assumpta. Tony: You two seem to have worked it out then. Assumpta: What did he say about it? Tony: We talked last night, when he came in. He was really upset. Assumpta: I know. Tony: I realise I'm probably telling you things you already know, but he does love you. Assumpta: I know he does. Tony: Good. I'd hate to see anything happen to you and Peter. You make a good couple. Assumpta smiles. Assumpta: Thanks. CUT TO: Scene: Ext. Day. At the top of the mountain, everyone is resting before starting the journey back down the mountain. Brendan takes a photo of the whole crowd with Tony and the fridge, then Peter clears his throat. Peter: While we're all here, I'd like to invite you all to a wedding. Assumpta: What? Peter: May the 1st. Assumpta: Hang on... Peter: I checked the diary. We haven't got anything else to do, so I thought we might as well get married. There is anticipation as the assembled crowd waits for Assumpta's response. Assumpta: Oh for... yes, okay, just stop making a fool of yourself. Peter smiles and there is mixed laughter and applause from the assembled crowd. Peter takes Assumpta to one side. Peter: Are you sure that's okay? Assumpta: Someone had to set the date. Peter: Well, exactly... I know we've still got a lot of things to sort out, but it gives us something to aim for, doesn't it? Assumpta: As long as it happens, I don't care. They move back to join the others. Tony: Well, I'm going to head down this side of the mountain, pick up the road on the other side... Peter: Don't you need your bags and stuff? Tony opens the fridge and reveals his bag inside. Peter nods. Tony: I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it to the wedding, but Saiorse and I'll give it our best shot. Peter: Thanks. You take care. Tony: You too... (he whispers to Peter) and keep hold of Assumpta. Peter: Will do. Send my love to the Wombles. Tony: Okay... He kisses Assumpta's cheek. Tony: ... thanks for putting me up. Assumpta: No problem. Tony begins his walk down the side of the mountain. ROLL CREDITS ENDS *'Mo Chuisneoir' is Gaelic for 'My fridge'. *(pronounced Seer-sha meaning freedom) This script was inspired by the book 'Round Ireland With A Fridge' by Tony Hawks, whose 'brilliant madness' could fit in so easily in BallyK! 'Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can praise them, disagree with them; Quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilifythem. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They Invent, They Imagine, They heal, They explore, They create, They inspire, They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that's never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? While some people see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.' - Apple Computer inc.