- Ms De Brún: Here's a poem about a dog. Here's another one about a dog. This one has no name on it: "An English Rose Among Thorns"?
- [James raises his hand]
- Ms De Brún: I can see why you'd want to remain anonymous.
- Ms De Brún: Here's a poem about a dog. Here's another one about a dog. This one has no name on it: "An English Rose Among Thorns"?
- Mary Quinn: [referring to Miss De Brún] She ripped up your poems?
- Erin Quinn: She said we weren't writing from the soul.
- Mary Quinn: Well, why in under God, weren't you writing from the soul?
- Joe McCool: I got the tickets.
- Mary Quinn: We haven't decided what we want to see yet, Da.
- Joe McCool: Well, I like the look of that one with all the lads in the line-up. It's got yer man in it. The farmer from Glenroe.
- Mary Quinn: What? Gabriel Byrne?
- Ciaran: He's done a fair bit since Glenroe, now.
- Joe McCool: And who are you? His agent?