Shit, anyway. Shh, shh, shh.
There's a little boy listening.
Our new house has old problems, love.
Nothing you can't fix, Day.
You're a busy man, daddy O'Shea.
Ah, yeah.
And your father's the same I hear?
Nine more lambs last night, yeah.
Right, well, he'll have to feck off tomorrow, won't he?
Listen, I'll leave ye be.
Dave, best of luck to you both.
You give me a ring, when she's out, will you?
I will.
Thanks Mairead.
You're very quiet.
I've been thinking about my father
a fair bit today.
The lambs?
No.
Me as a lad on the farm.
You are going to be a great dad
d'you know that?
I just can't wait to meet him.
I know
me too.
This is the hard part love, keep going.
Keep holding the hand there daddy, we're all doing great.
Good girl.
Youâ€™re doing so good. Yeah?
Youâ€™re doing so good.
[baby crying]
Doctor Buchanan, right now!
Theyâ€™re taking him! Go!
Heâ€™s still breathing, right? Heâ€™s good?
Back to mum now, back you go. Weâ€™ll get ye after.
The infant...
...it is technically healthy.
Intersex is a form of DSD
or Disorder of Sexual Development.
What in Godâ€™s name...
There is significant ambiguity
in the child's genitalia.
It also has female sex organs.
He.
A panel of experts is gathering tomorrow in Crumlin
to determine the best surgical options
which gender is predominant
which one is most likely to allow the child to develop...
...relatively normally.
Relatively.
You will have an appointment
in around ten days.
Don't discuss this with friends or family.
Don't tell anyone.
No one needs to know.
Is this our fault?
Course not.
And what happens
in 13 years time
when my child comes to me
in bits and pieces, not knowing why
And we realise we've made a mistake?
We would hope...
...that it doesnâ€™t go that way.
[crying]
He spends all day lifting concrete, you know.
Couldn't pick up his little baby before he left.
Can I hold his hand?
Best keep it closed, now.
Just an hour's drive to Dublin.
Not too bad, yeah?
Oh, itâ€™s him.
Where? Heâ€™s down there.
Where? There.
Oh, there he is, here.
Yeah! Yeah!
Hi...
...see you tomorrow.
Heâ€™s strong.
Like his mum.
I think weâ€™re ready.
Stop that! [slap SFX]
Are you a woman? No daddy.
Are you a girl? Is that it?
No! [sobbing] I'm a boy, daddy.
Donâ€™t daddy me! Toughen up, son.
Are you not going to tell me how she is?
Sheâ€™s st--still in the hospital.
Few bits to do.
And the little lad?
The childâ€™s grand.
No name yet?
No.
It's horrible
I always thought.
I wouldn't say that.
Heâ€™ll go over to that poor thing now
she'll smell her own
will know something isnâ€™t right
but sheâ€™ll feed it
love it
and not another soul need know a thing about it
not even himself.
You okay?
Yeah.
Finishing the room.
Maybe not the best idea now.
We may end up
with a girl.
If youâ€™ve a better idea of
what I'm supposed to be doing or how Iâ€™m supposed to be--
David! I am, seriously
I'm really trying my best here.
Sorry
Iâ€™m sorry.
You know, your sister has rang me
forty times
and I don't know...
What am I supposed to say to her?
Our appointment is at a quarter past nine tomorrow morning. 13:24.250 -- 13:26.375 They've made a decision.
Are you coming?
David?
I know youâ€™re in there!
Dave!
Dave, answer me!
Mouth. Open. Now!
All right, Mairead.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
What is it, John?
What's going on? I don't know.
Have you not had a word with him!?
Heâ€™s your son, John! Sure I know well who it is.
My sisterâ€™s just dropped off the face of the Earth.
Sheâ€™s after having a baby and I havenâ€™t seen a flipping thing!
I know, Iâ€™m here to try and--
Put your hands down.
Iâ€™m here to find out Mairead, right?
So the best thing for you to do is go home and Iâ€™ll--
Home!
Calm down, okay? I know.
Calm down?
Yeah!
I know, okay?
I'm here to find out. That's what Iâ€™m here for.
Okay?
[scoffs]
Cop on to yourself, boy!
You!
Just walk in, why donâ€™t you?
[screams]
[crying]
Itâ€™s...
Thereâ€™s...
My baby dad
My baby
Iâ€™m so fucking scared.
Is the child sick?
Is he dead?
Is Caoimhe dead?
No.
Look at me.
No.
Look at me!
Cry if you need to cry.
Break things!
But you're a father now.
And I am going to tell you something.
You're never
going to be more proud of anything in your life.