Erin: Shh! Can you hear that?
Clare: Hear what?
Gerry: Come on, Emmett, out you go.
Joe: Ah-ah! You just stay where you are, son.
Erin: Ticking. It's... It's like a ticking sound!
Gerry: I'm not comfortable driving him across the border.
Joe: Fine... I'll drive him.
Erin: Oh, dear God!
Mary: We're all involved in this, Da. We'll decide what to do as a family.
Erin: Bomb! He has a bomb! [Emmett opens the car boot] Listen, Mammy! Listen!
Mary: Ach, Erin, that's just the big clock.