Breakfast on Pluto (2005)

Cillian Murphy: Patrick 'Kitten' Braden

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• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : If I wasn't a transvestite terrorist, would you marry me?

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Well, fuck me pink with a hairy arse!

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : The fantastic tale of Eily Bergen.

  Bertie : I can't wait to hear the ending.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : But you haven't even heard the start.

  Bertie : I can't wait to hear that either.

• Hooker (Janet Moran) : Oi. You doing business, do it somewhere else, love. This pavement's got my name on it.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : And what, pray, is your name? Concrete?

  Hooker (Janet Moran) : My name is scratch your eyes out, and bite your bleed'n nose off. Which is what I'll do if you don't get off my patch.

  Mr. Silky String : She giving you trouble, sir?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh, no trouble at all. We were just exchanging names.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Not many people can take the tale of Patrick Braden, aka St. Kitten, who strutted the catwalks, face lit by a halo of flashbulbs as "oh!" she shrieks, "I told you, from my best side darlings."

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Dear Sir Unseen, I know my music and I am willing to bet you ten times whatever pathetic price you paid to get in this place that the dog's tail is 'waggely.' Now I want to hear you bark.

• Mr. Silky String : And just who is this "Phantom Lady"?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Well, it's my mother really, I call her that... to pretend it's a story... that's happening to someone else, you see.

  Mr. Silky String : Why do you pretend that?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Beacause otherwise I might cry and never stop.

  Mr. Silky String : If you cried, I'd make you stop.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh, You would?... Oh how kind kind sir.

  Mr. Silky String : Yes. I'd definitely make you stop.

• Billy Hatchett : [finding that Patrick has taken all of the guns]  Fuck. Don't you know what this means? Do-do you know what these guys are like, Paddy?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Don't let this come between us, Billy.

  Billy Hatchett : Shut up! Jesus, what the fuck am I gonna do? Fucking Jesus!

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Tell them I was spring cleaning, darling.

  Billy Hatchett : Where are they, Paddy? Tell me, where are they?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Now, what is this you mean, my darling?

  Billy Hatchett : The guns, you little fucking whore! Where are they? The guns! It's all too fucking serious! Don't go fucking me around.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh, all of a sudden, everybody's getting serious! Serious, serious, serious.

  Billy Hatchett : I'm not fucking joking, Patrick! Where are they?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : I told you to call me Kitten.

  Billy Hatchett : Don't fucking know me. You don't know where I've gone. And if they come, if they fucking come, you tell them nothing. I mean nothing.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Whatever you say, darling.

  Billy Hatchett : You're way out of your league, Patrick. You don't know what you're dealing with. Don't fucking know.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh, I do. I know, all right. I knew you were only joking about the roses... and the sweets, too, probably. But it was nice while it lasted.

  [Hatchett drives off] 

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : And the other thing about the Phantom Lady was, Bert, she realized, in the city that never sleeps...

  Bertie : What did she realize, Kitten?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : That all the songs she'd listened to, all the love songs, that they were only songs.

  Bertie : What's wrong with that?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Nothing, if you don't believe in them. But she did, you see. She believed in enchanted evenings, and she believed that a small cloud passed overhead and cried down on a flower bed, and she even believed there was breakfast to be had...

  Bertie : Where?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : On Pluto. The mysterious, icy wastes of Pluto.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : I knew you were only joking about the roses. And the sweeties. But it was nice while it lasted.

• Bertie : You know, Kitten, I made a decision a long time ago.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : What decision was that?

  Bertie : That I wasn't destined for sentimental side of things. But if I ever did let myself fall for someone, I think it would be a girl like you.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Bertie, please, I have to stop you. There's something you should know.

  Bertie : Or maybe what I should say is, it would be a girl not a million miles away from where I'm standing. What's the matter, Princess?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Well, you see, the thing is, Bertie, I'm not a girl.

  Bertie : Oh, I knew that, Princess.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : You did?

  Bertie : Of course. What I said was, it would be a girl like you.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh... I do believe I have a small elfin dwelling on Wimbledon Common.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : [when threatened by two IRA men]  Oh, come on then, just do it. I've nothing left to live for in this stupid serious world.

  Horse Killane : Ah, fuck him. He's not worth a bullet, the mental nancy boy.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Why can't you be bothered killing nancy boys? You kill everyone else.

  Jackie Timlin : I'm fucking warning you. Do you know what you're doing here? Are you on dope?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : I wish that I was, Mr. Killing Man. Why, do you have any?

  Jackie Timlin : You're way out of your league, sunshine.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Not that again - "Out of your league., out of your league. Oh, you're in over your head, in over your head." Oh, for heaven's sake. Surely you've one bullet to spare between yous?

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : [voice over]  But did true love save Kitten from the hands of the beast, in that worst of all fairy tales? No. What saved Kitten was her precious perfume spray, bought for £2.99 in Roches Stores on Henry Street before she left her beloved Emerald Isle.

• Charlie : You said it'd be a disaster, like you.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Worse, probably.

  Charlie : But I love you, you fucking disaster.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : But Micky is devious and no matter how much you tell him, he simply won't stay down!

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh serious, serious, serious!

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Patricia Kitten, aka Deep Throat, had penetrated the deepest recesses of the Republican sphincter... with her secret anti-terrorist spray, named after Gabrielle Coco Chanel's lucky number.

• Eily Bergin : Oh, I'm all wet, Father. What are you doing down there, Father? Are you playig squidgy with the Fairy Liquid?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : [voice over, while writing the essay about his conception as he imagines it in class]  But she was soon to realise it wasn't Fairy Liquid he'd been playing with down there.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : [aloud, writing the words below his finished essay]  The End.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : [voice over]  No, it wasn't Fairy Liquid at all.

• 1st Biker : When I ride my hog, you think I'm riding the road? No way, man. I'm travelling from the past into the future with a druid at my back.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Druid man or druid woman?

  1st Biker : That doesn't matter. What matters is the journey. You know where it goes, baby?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Where?

  1st Biker : We'll visit the stars and journey to Mars, finding our breakfast... on Pluto.

• Charlie : Saint Kitten?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Mm-hm. He or she was an acolyte of St. Patrick. Wore a dress. As did St. Patrick, actually - a hairy dress. Quite ruined her complexion.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : John Joe! John Joe, woohoo! John Joe! Not a Womble anymore?

  John Joe Kenny : Don't talk to me about fuckin' Wombles. I'm in the Tower of London now. 30 smackers in the paw, boy. No questions asked. They're looking for a Mary Queen of Scots. Would you be up for it?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : They'd chop my head off surely.

• Charlie : What would it turn out like, Paddy? You know what I mean, don't you?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : It'd be an absolute disaster. Like me.

  Nurse : Now... I want you to read this leaflet. It outlines all aspects of the termiation procedure.

  Charlie : Termination? You mean this is an abortion clinic?

  Nurse : Yes, of course it is.

  Charlie : Oh. I thought it was a fertility clinic.

  [gets up and leaves] 

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : [to the nurse]  I think she's changed her mind. Thank you.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : I just want to belong. I'd be your best prisoner. I'd cook and I'd clean. And I'd sweep and I'd iron all the uniforms.

• Father Liam : You have your mother's eyes. Do you know that, Patrick. The colour of the ocean beyond Rosses Point.

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : You took her there?

  Father Liam : Many times. Things... could have been so different...

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Ssh. Don't say anything. Because you know the strangest thing? I went looking for her. But I found you.

• Patrick "Kitten" Braden : If I volunteer, Irwin, can I have pink glasses, please?

• Mrs. Coyle : [in needlework class]  And they're for your sister, Patrick?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Mm-hm. She really needs a bit of glamour in her life, Mrs. Coyle. But then again... don't we all?

• [first lines] 

  Building Site Worker : You can throw a fast one. How about it, kitten? What's the chance of a bit tonight?

  Patrick "Kitten" Braden : Oh, why, yes, of course, boys. I'll leave the front door open, and you can all troop in and give me a jab... Not up to it, then?