"Well, then." "Ahem." "Now," "I'll begin at the beginnin'." "A fine, soft day in the spring it was when the train pulled into Castletown, three hours late as usual, and himself got off." "He didn't have the look of an American tourist at all about him." "Not a camera on him and, what was worse, not even a fishin' rod." "Castletown." "● Castletown." "● Could you tell me the way to Inisfree?" "Inisfree?" "Ah, five miles and maybe a half more." "● Do you see that road over there?" "● Yeah." "Well don't take that one, it'll do you no good." "Now, the best road to Inisfree, and many " "Ah, it's Inisfree you want." "Be saving' your breath, Mr. Molouney, let me direct the gentleman." "Happen you know the way to Knoghenor?" "Knoghenor?" "If he knew the way to Knoghenor, would he be asking the way to Inisfree?" "And it's just beyond." "There's many knows Knoghenor that doesn't know Inisfree, and if you'd take the time to study your country's history, Mr. Molouney, you'd be the first to admit it." "● Ah, now don't be sendin' the poor man to Knoghenor." "The fishing' is finished there entirely." "Now tell me this, yank, what is it you're after?" "● Is it trout or salmon?" "● All I want is to get to Inisfree." "Ah!" "Now you're talking sense." "The best fishing' in the country." "● Do fine there, Mr. Costello." "● Trout!" "Trout as long as your arm." "And salmon!" "The last one I got, I was expectin' Jonah to pop out of his mouth." "Ah, Inisfree." "I'd be bringin' you there meself, only I've got to drive the train." "● Hey, was I telling' you about that trout I got two Sundays before last?" "● You did." "● At Inisfree?" "● Ah, not at all, not at all." "At Ballygar, over the other end of the country." "Me sister's third young one is living at Inisfree, and she'd be only too happy for to show you the road." "● Oh, well, fine!" "● No, no, if she was here." "● It's Inisfree the man wants to go to." "● Do you see that signpost there with the long arm - ● Well, you know it's been turned about " "Inisfree, this way." "I wonder, now, why a man would go to Inisfree." "● Six foot six?" "● Four and a half." "● Cincinnati?" "● Nope." "Pittsburgh." "Don't you remember, Seaneen, and how it was?" "The road led up past the chapel, and it wound and it wound." "And there was the field where Dan Tobin's bull chased you." "It was a lovely little house, Seaneen." "And the roses!" "Oh, your father used to tease me about them, but he was that proud of them, too." "Ah, that's nothin' but a wee humble cottage." "That little place across the brook, that humble cottage." "Who owns it now?" "The widow Tillane." "Not that she lives there." "● Think she'd sell it?" "● I doubt it." "Don't bet on it, 'cause I'm buyin' it." "Now, why would a, why would a yankee from Pittsburgh want to buy it?" "I'll tell you why, Michaleen Oge Flynn, young small Michael Flynn, who used to wipe my runny nose when I was a kid." "Because I'm Sean Thornton, and I was born in that little cottage over there." "And I've come home, and home I'm gonna stay." "Now does that answer your questions once and for all, you nosy little man?" "Seaneen Thornton, the - and look at you now." "Saints preserve us!" "What do they feed you Irishmen on in Pittsburgh?" "Steel, Michael Oge, steel and pig-iron furnaces so hot a man forgets his fear of hell." "When you're hard enough, tough enough, other things." "Other things, Michaleen." "Now then, here comes myself." "That's me there, walking." "That tall, saintly-looking man." "Peter Lonergan, parish priest." "● Whoa!" "● Good day, Father." "Sean, this is Father Lonergan." "Father, would you believe it?" "This is Sean Thornton, born right here in Inisfree, home from America." "● Hello, Father." "● Ah, yes." "I knew your people, Sean." "Your grandfather, he died in Australia, in a penal colony." "And your father, he was a good man too." "Bad accident, that." "And your mother?" "She's dead." "America, when I was 12." "I'll remember her in the mass tomorrow, Sean." "You'll be there, seven o'clock." "● Sure I will." "● Good." "Sean, I'd like to have a little word with Michaleen here, in reference to a " "● Oh, sure thing, Father." "● It'll only take a minute." "● It's a little matter of - ● Take your time." "I'll be up ahead." "Sean!" "Hey, is that real?" "She couldn't be." "Ah, nonsense, man." "It's only a mirage brought on by your terrible thirst." "Come up, Napoleon." "Over here we pronounce it "Co-Han"." "Good morning." "None of that now, none of that!" "It's a bold, sinful man you are, Sean Thornton." "And who taught you to be playing patty-fingers in the holy water?" "● Just being polite, is all." "● "Polite" is it?" "Maybe you don't know it's a privilege reserved for courting couples, and then only when the banns has been read." "And Mary Kate Danaher dipping' her fingers in as neat as you please." "● What did you say her name was?" "● Mary Kate Danaher." "And don't be getting' any notions into your head." "● Mary Kate - ● Forget it, Sean, forget it." "● Put it out of your mind entirely." "● Why?" "What's the matter?" "● She isn't married or anything, is she?" "● No, she's - that one?" "Not likely." "And her with her freckles and her temper." "Oh, that red head of hers is no lie." "Still, a man might put up with that but not with her lack of a fortune." "The wealthiest woman in Inisfree was the widow Tillane." "She had neither chick nor child, poor soul, but she was well-respected and good to the poor." "● So you were born there, is that it?" "● Yes, ma'am." "All the Thorntons were born there, seven generations of them." "I see." "And what is your thought, Mr. Thornton, are you planning to turn White O' Mornin' into a national shrine?" "● What?" "● Perhaps charge tuppence a visit for a guided tour through the little thatched cottage where all the Thorntons were born." "Are you a man of such eminence, then?" "No, not exactly." "My own family, Mr. Thornton, has been in Ireland since the Normans came some hundreds of years ago, but we've seen no reason to establish monuments or memorials " "Look, Mrs. Tillane, I'm not talking about memorials or monuments." "It's just that ever since I was a kid living in a shack near the slag heaps, my mother has told me about Inisfree and White O' Mornin'." "Inisfree has become another word for heaven to me." "When I quit the r - when I decided to come here, it was with one thought in mind." "Inisfree is far from being heaven, Mr. Thornton." "Ma'am, Mr. Red Will Danaher wishes to be announced " "I mean, Squire Danaher." "Wipe your muddy boots!" "● Mrs. Tillane." "● Mr. Thornton, from America." "● Ahh!" "● Boo!" "It's him I'm here about, Mrs. Tillane." "● Is it true?" "● Is what true?" "That behind me back, he's trying to steal White O' Mornin' right from under me nose?" "And what concern of yours is this, Will Danaher?" "Concern?" "Concern enough." "Haven't I made you a good fair offer for that same piece of land?" "● And mine, lying right next to yours?" "● You may keep your offers." "● Oh, so it's true." "You've sold it!" "● No, I have not." "Oh, I knew it was a dirty lie the very minute I heard it!" "Sure, I said to him," ""Paggy McFarland, you'll never make me believe that Sarah Tillane will be selling White O' Mornin'."" "Why, it would be like building a fence between your land and mine." ""And for a stranger to move in," says I. "And what would she be doing that for?" ""And us so close to an understanding, you might say."" "● So you told him all that, did you?" "● That I did." "Down at the pub, I suppose, in front of all those big ears with pints in their fists and pipes in their mouths." "You may have the land, Mr. Thornton, for £600." "● Done!" "● No, you can't!" "610." "As I remember, Mrs. Tillane, you said £700." "See here, little man, 710!" "● How about an even thousand?" "● A thousand and - and, and I'll be saying good day to you, Mrs. Tillane, and all here but one." "And I've got you down in my book." "My dad remembers his dad well." "Mike Thornton." "He had shoulders on him like an ox." "I saw him meself this mornin', a tall, handsome man, as I was passin' the chapel." "If you'd pass the pub as fast as you pass the chapel, you'd be better off, you little squint." "Just look at them, eating me out of house and home!" "Get back to the fields!" "Come on, all of you!" "There's work to be done!" "Isn't it a bit early in the day for the bottle, even for you?" "Feeney, get your book out." "Set down the name of one Sean Thornton." "Oh!" "Look at me clean floor!" "You dirty little thing!" "● Oh, shut your gab!" "● I'll shut you, me little man!" "Here, clean it up yourself, or there won't be any dinner in this house tonight!" "There now, isn't that grand?" "Isn't it grand now, huh?" "Look it, you mustn't mind himself this day, Mary Kate." "Hah!" "That's all the work you're good for, you little tattletale." "● Feeney, have you written the name I gave you?" "● I have." "Well then, strike a line through it!" "Ha-ha!" "Death for him." "Sean Thornton." "So, he bought White O' Mornin' in spite of you." "Good for widow Tillane!" "Pay no attention to her at all, Squire Danaher!" "Take no notice of her at all." "Take no notice." "You do, and there'll be a fine wake in this house tonight." "After all, he's got more right to that land than you have!" "He'll regret it to his dying day, if ever he lives that long." "● Think it'll be all right if I leave my bags in here?" "● I imagine they'll be safe enough." "Oh, and if you see a little guy named Michaleen Flynn, will you tell him I'm waitin' for him in the bar?" "● It'd be a pleasure, especially for Michaleen Flynn." "● Thanks." "Is there anything you should like now, yank?" "If I think of anything, I'll let you know." "Good evening." "Pleasant night." "● I'll try one of those black beers." "● Ah, the porter." "Yes, sir." "Sir, will you join me?" "Matter of fact, I'd like to buy everybody a drink." "I do not believe I heard your name, tall man." "Thornton." "Sean Thornton." "And your father's name?" "Mike." "Michael Thornton." "He used to live here, White O' Mornin'." "I just bought the place back." "That's why I'm here." "Then your grandfather would be Ol' Sean Thornton." "● Right." "● Bless his memory." "So it's himself you're named after." "Well, now, that being the case, it is a pleasant evening and we will have a drink!" "♪ There was a wild colonial boy" "♪ Jack Duggan was his name" "♪ He was born and bred in Ireland" "♪ In a town called Castlemaine" "● Good evening, Father." "● Is the rest of the committee here?" "● They're waiting." "● I'm sorry we're late." "● Ah, the fishing was bad, was it?" "● Fishing is it?" "A fine lot of time we have for that!" "Come along, Father." "● Oh, Michaleen - ● Commandant Forbes." "Ah, you can forget about the "commandant"." "We're at peace now, man." "Sure, but I haven't given up hope." "● Uh, your yankee friend is waiting for you in the bar." "● Oh, is he here already?" "Wait a minute now, Michaleen." "Who is he anyway?" "Well, he's a nice, quiet, peace-lovin' man come home to Ireland to forget his troubles." "● Troubles?" "● Sure, yes, yes, he's a millionaire, you know, like, like all the yanks, but eccentric." "Oh, yes, eccentric." "Well, wait till I show you." "● What is it?" "● It's a bag to sleep in." "A sleeper bag he calls it." "Did you ever hear" " I'm tellin' you, a sleeper bag!" "Here, wait till I show you how it, it operates." "● Where does it open?" "● Well, hurry up now, because I have a very important appointment." "● Well open it up then!" "● No." "Here." "Here." "Here's a button." "Here." "♪ At the early age of 16 years" "♪ He left his native home" "♪ And to Australia's sunny shores" "♪ He was inclined to roam" "♪ He robbed the wealthy squireen" "♪ All arms he did destroy" "♪ A terror to Australia was" "♪ This wild colonial boy" "Sean Thornton, the men of Inisfree bid you welcome home." "Thank you." ""And the men of Inisfree bid you welcome home."" "● What's wrong with that little speech, Feeney?" "● Ah, you'd be knowin' what, Squire." "I'm a man from Inisfree, and the best man, and I bid no welcome to any man fool enough to pay £1000 for a bit of land that isn't worth 200!" "Ah, true for you, Squire." "Didn't I hear of someone named Danaher bidding' to 810, huh?" "Get your book out." "Put his name down:" "Dermot Fahy." "F-A-H-Y." "No "e", Squireen Danaher." "And if you were half the man you think you are, you wouldn't begrudge a Thornton the right to his own birthplace." "● And that's my opinion, Danaher." "● What right has he to land that he's never worked?" "● It's Thornton land, isn't it?" "● You've too much of your own as it is." "● Quiet, if you please." "Parliamentary procedure." "Squire Danaher has the floor." "If I had the floor," "I'd hit that big ape with it." "● Hold on." "I don't blame Mr. Danaher for gettin' on his ear." "Who's on his ear?" "Why, you and ten Dolans like you couldn't put the Danaher on his ear." "● It's just a way of speaking." "I didn't - ● Well then mind your ways, then." "The point is, it's already done." "I own the property now, and as long as we're gonna be neighbors " "Neighbors?" "Neighbors?" "Never!" "And if I so much as catch you putting a wet foot on my property, I'll, I " "And, oh, another thing." "You keep away from my sister, Mary Kate." "She's not for the likes of you." "Where I come from, we don't talk about our womenfolk in saloons." "You sort of make a habit of it." "This morning it was widow Tillane." "● What's that?" "● It's true." "It's ashamed you should be." "Hey, look, I'm not accusing Mary Kate." "It's him!" "Why, this very morn, let him deny it if he can, at the back of the chapel, he took liberties that he shouldn't have." "● I said "good morning" to her." "● Good morning?" "● Yes, but it was "good night" you had on your mind." "● That's a lie." "● That's a what?" "● I said, "That's a lie."" "That's a word I take from no man!" "Put up your fists." "● I'm not gonna fight you, Danaher." "● Well I'm gonna fight you then!" "Thank you." "● Danaher!" "● Easy, Danaher." "● Danaher!" "What's the matter with you?" "Ah, he's drunk!" "Hey, Feeney." "Feeney, take him home, will you?" "● Come, Squire." "Don't soil your knuckles on the man." "● Are you all right, Sean?" "● Come on, Danaher, what do you say?" "● Never." "You take the man's hand, or I'll read your name in the mass on Sunday." "● Oh, take it, Squire, take it." "● I'd join the Church of Ireland first." "As if they'd have you." "Now, go on, take his hand." "Shake hands with him like I tell you." "● Go on, go on, go on." "● Shake hands?" "Ha-ha." "Shake hands." "It's a good grip you have, Danaher." "I always hated a flabby handshake myself." "Come on." "Father Paul!" "Michaleen, introduce me to this quiet, peace-lovin' man of yours." "I've a strange notion we're gonna be friends, yank." "Well, give me a minute, just to let some blood run back into this thing." "Sean Thornton, his grandfather - oh, a grand man he was - was hung in Australia." "Oh, I could tell you blood-curdlin' stories about him, but me throat, me throat has gone dry." "All right, Michaleen, come on, have a drink." "♪ He was born and bred in Ireland" "♪ In a town called Castlemaine" "♪ He was his father's only son" "♪ His mother's pride and joy" "♪ And dearly did his parents love" "♪ This wild colonial boy" "Are you sure you won't change your mind, Sean, and come along home with me?" "Don't worry about it." "I've got my sleeping bag, haven't I?" "Well, it's a nice, soft night." "So I think I'll go and join me comrades and talk a little treason." "● Good night, Sean." "● Good night, Michaleen." "God bless you." "A bold one you are." "And who gave you leave to be kissin' me?" "● So you can talk?" "● Yes, I can, I will, and I do." "And it's more than talk you'll be gettin' if you step a step closer to me!" "● Don't worry." "You've got a wallop." "● You'll get over it, I'm thinkin'." "Well, some things a man doesn't get over so easy." "Like what, supposing'?" "Like the sight of a girl coming through the fields, with the sun on her hair." "● Kneeling in church, with a face like a saint." "● Saint, indeed." "And now, comin' to a man's house to clean it for him." "But that was just by way of bein' a good Christian act." "I know it was, Mary Kate Danaher, and it was nice of you." "Not at all." "● Hello." "● Good morning, Mr. Thornton." "● How are you, Fa" " Doctor - ● No, no." "Mister." "And on formal occasions, the reverend Mr. Playfair." "And this is Mrs. Playfair." "Well, Mr. Thornton." "You are a wonder." "It looks the way all the Irish cottages should, and so seldom do." "And only an American would have thought of emerald green." "● Red is more durable." "● And the roses!" "How nice." "You'll need lots and lots of horse manure." "Fertilizer, I mean." "Horse is the best." "Oh, I brought you a plant." "You know, "A primrose by a river's brink -"" ""Brim", not "brink"." "The next line ends in "hymn"." "Poets are so silly, aren't they?" "Oh, I hope you're not one, Mr. Thornton." "● Oh no, ma'am, I - ● Thornton." "There's a familiar ring to it." "Ring to it" " Thornton " "It's a common name." "Thank you for the plant, Mrs. Playfair, this is da - dar - awfully nice of you." "Oh?" "It's a bed." "Excuse me." "● Morning." "● That's a fine big bed you have, Mr. Thornton." "Biggest one I could find." "Is that a bed or a, or a parade ground?" "Oh, a man'd have to be a sprinter to catch his wife in a bed like that." "Whoa!" "Whew!" "Well," "Mr. Flynn." "And what are you all dressed up for, Michaleen Oge?" ""I ha -"" "● "I have come -" ● Oh, I can see that." "● But from whose pub was it?" "● Pu - pub?" "You've a tongue like an adder." "I've a good mind to go about me own business and tell Thorn Seanton he's well off without you." "Wait a minute." "What was that?" "Well, will you listen then and not be interrupting' the shaughraun, the matchmaker." ""I have come," ""at the request of Taun Shornton -" ● Sean Thornton." "Shut up." ""bachelor, and party of the first part," ""to ask if you," - strictly and formally, mind you " ""Mary Kate Danaher, eh, spinster," ""and party to the second part -"" "Well?" "Go on, you were sayin'?" "Gosh, me, me mouth is like a dry crust, and the sun is that hot on me pate, I " "Would you be steppin' into the parlor?" "The house may belong to my brother, but what's in the parlor belongs to me." "I will then, and I hope that there's a bottle there, whoever it belongs to." "It could be." "You've a fine, steady hand." "To good bargaining." "To resume." ""The party of the first part - ● That's him." ""has instructed me to inquire, before entering into formal negotiations," ""whether the party to the second part - ● That's me." ""thinks kindly of the general idea." Or, in his own words" " American, eh, eh, yeah, yes, he wants to know if you go for it." "● Go for it?" "● And if you do, I'll speak to your brother." "● Oh." "That won't be easy." "Oh, as well I know it." "He'd as soon put his cloch [stone] of a fist in me teeth as bid me the time of the day." "Oh, now, tell me, what did Sean" " I mean, the party of the first part, say about my fortune?" "He says he doesn't give it - he says it's a matter of complete indifference to him." "● He did?" "● He says he doesn't give a - he says it's all one to him if you come in the clothes on your back, or without them, for that matter." "Oh, he did, did he?" "Well!" "A fine opinion he must have of me, if he thinks I'd go to any man without a proper fortune." "And this you may tell your mister party of the first part." "That when I wed, whatever's my own, goes with me." "Get up, little man." "And all this furniture is mine." "And I have that china, and linen, and £50 in gold my father left me, and my mother's rings and brooches, and my grandmother's wedding veil, and her silver combs and buckles, and" "£30 odd in notes and silver I've earned this past 15 years." "That's all." "You're a well propertied woman." "I wouldn't mind marrying' you meself." "Whe, where'd you leave the bottle?" "And I'd have you tell him, that I'm no pauper to be going to him in my shift." "♪ The young May moon is beaming', love" "♪ The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming', love" "♪ How sweet to rove through Morna's Grove" "♪ While the drowsy world is dreaming', love" "● D'you know "The Peeler and the Goat"?" "● I do not." "● Neither do I. ● Could you use a little water in your whiskey?" "When I drink whiskey, I drink whiskey, and when I drink water, I drink water." "But back to business now." "Wha, what, eh, what answer will I give Sean Thornton, Mary Kate Danaher?" "Well, you can tell him from me that " "that I go for it." "♪ Is to steal a few hours from the night" "♪ My dear" "● How do I look?" "● You look fine." "● Hey, what do I say?" "● Nothin'." "I'll do all the talkin'." "● And I'm supposed to stand here like a dummy?" "● Shh, now." "● Will, there's, there's someone coming to call." "● Who?" "It's, uh, well, it, it's Michaleen Oge Flynn and, uh, there's a gentleman with him." "Here, Will, put on your coat." "Will Danaher, they're comin' to the front door!" "Well since when has the back door been not good enough?" "● God bless all in this house." "● Good evening." "Miss Danaher, we'd like a word with your brother." "Come on in so, and welcome." "Easy now!" "Ahem." "Mr. Sean Thornton, bachelor, meet Miss Mary Kate Danaher, eh, spinster." "Miss Danaher, meet Mr. Thornton from Pittsburgh, Massachusetts, U.S.A." "● Good evening, Miss Danaher." "● This - this way, please." "● Um, uh, this is my brother - ● Leave the room." "● Uh, but, eh - ● I said leave the room." "● Yes, Will." "● Sit down, sit down." "That's what chairs are for." "● If you've come for supper, you're late." "● A gracious invitation, but thank you, no." "I don't suppose there's a drop of anything wet in the house, eh?" "● Help yourself to the buttermilk." "● Buttermilk?" "The Borgias would do better." "We'll come, with your permission, to the object of this visit." "You've noticed, I presume, that I'm wearing my official black coat." "I have." "For your dead friend here?" "I need no shaughraun to arrange any marriages for me." "I see." "You've been making fine progress with the widow Tillane then in the last 10 years, eh?" "● Oh, is that what you've come to talk about?" "● I have not." "● I've come to talk about your sister, Mary Kate, and him." "● Aw, get out!" "Why, if he was the last man on the face of this earth and my sister the last woman, I'd still say no." "● Now just a minute." "● If it's a question of the girl's fortune, we " "Fortune?" "Why, if it'd been a shilling piece he wanted with her," "I'd still say no." "● Oh, come on, Michaleen." "I told you this would do no good." "● I'll explain it to her myself." "● Hey, yank, I'll count three." "and if you're not out of the house by then, I'll loose the dogs on you." "If you say three, mister, you'll never hear the man count ten." "● Well, Mary Kate, he - we tried." "● We'll see him again some other time." "I thank you anyway, Sean Thornton, for the asking." "You don't think this changes anything?" "It's what you say that counts, not him." "Now, now, Sean." "You've gone too far, that's enough." "Hey, what is this?" "We're gonna get married, are we?" "● I don't get it." "● This is Ireland, Sean, not America." "Without her brother's consent she couldn't, and wouldn't." "I'm sorry for both of you." "Ah, those were the bad days." "Sean with a face as dark as the black hunter he rode." "A fine, ill-tempered pair they were." "It was only a matter of time before one or the other broke his neck." "We knew things couldn't go on this way." "● Easy, Sean!" "● Ó muise, muise!" "[Oh my goodness!" "]" "Hello, Mary Kate Danaher." "Good morning, Sean Thornton." "So, we formed a little conspiracy." "The reverend Mr. and Mrs. Playfair, Michaleen Oge, and, saints forgive us, myself." "And on the day of the Inisfree Races, we sprung the trap on Red Will Danaher." "Now you remember what I told you: you make your speed when you hit the water." "● Yes, Father." "● And ride carefully, my son." "Yes, Mum." "Thornton." "No silks." "● Your colors, Thornton." "● Thank you." "● Good luck." "● Good luck." "Ladies, gentlemen, your attention, please!" "Will all the lovely ladies who are putting up their bonnets for the Inisfree Cup please place their bonnets on the finishing line." "Ladies, your bonnets, please!" "● Will you not be putting up your bonnet, Mary Kate?" "● Indeed, I will not." "● No?" "● No!" "Okay, Michaleen, the widow's bonnet." "Will all the gentlemen riders please go to the starting line." "All riders, please." "Yes, sir, a crown at 20 to 1 on the yank." "I'm givin' 20 to 1 on the yank!" "20 to 1 " "● I'm givin', uh, 30 to 1 on Da - 40 to 1 on Danaher!" "4 - ● Flynn!" "If you've been doing any matchmaking between Thornton and my widow, I'll put you in me book." "● Ah, so you've heard, huh?" "● Father Lonergan, what sort of a scoundrel is this yank?" "One minute it's me sister, and the next it's herself." "Well, blame no one but yourself." "If you'd retained me as your matchmaker, you and the widow would've been married long since." "● True, Will, true." "● And mind you, I'm not saying that it's too late yet." "● What do you mean?" "● Why do you suppose the widow Tillane has stood you off so long, huh?" "● You're a fine looking man, aren't you?" "● I am." "● A rich, propertied man!" "● And well she knows it." "● Father, will I tell him?" "● Go ahead, Michaleen." "What woman would come into the house with another woman in it?" "If you had got rid of Mary Kate, the widow would have been in like a shot." "● No." "● Yes." "You had your chance and you flubbed it." "You refused Sean Thornton, and he reneged on you." "Now, I doubt if he'd take your sister if you put £1000 on her." "● Father Lonergan?" "● Well, Will, I can't say it's true and I won't say it's not." "● But there's been talk." "● Oh, a lot of talk." "A lot of talk, eh?" "Two women in the house, and one of them a redhead." "Two women." "Three Our Fathers, and three Hail Marys." "Morning, Mary Kate." "Morning, children." "Don't sit there gawking!" "You're gonna put up your bonnet." "● I will do no such shameless thing." "● You will." "I will not!" "No bonnet, Mary Kate?" "What a pity." "Betting will now stop, and the sale of all intoxicating and alcoholic drinks will cease." "I mean that, now!" "Oh, Sergeant Major, in your good time, please." "The yank's holdin' back." "Foul!" "Guppy!" "● Will you look at that crazy Danaher!" "● Wouldn't it be wonderful, now, if he broke his blasted neck?" "Maybe he will, now, God willing." "Will, Will, come on!" "● Foul!" "Father Paul!" "● I didn't see it!" "Come on, Sean!" "Sean" " I mean Paul, Father Paul." "● Thornton!" "● He took your bonnet, Sarah." "Fine race!" "You rode like a trooper." "Trooper" " Trooper Thorn, of course!" "I knew I'd seen you somewhere before." "Well, now that you know it, I wish you'd keep it under your hat." "I mean, forget it." "● I understand." "It will be our secret." "● Thanks." "Your bonnet, Mrs. Tillane." "● A cup for the winner." "● Oh, thank you." "● Flynn." "● Hmm?" "● Does your offer still stand?" "● Well now, eh, oh, that depends." "● You, you, uh, mentioned, eh, £500." "● £350 and not another penny." "Well, I'll speak to me principal of the first part, eh?" "● Good morning." "● Good morning." "● Come on, come on." "Well, now." "The banns havin' been read, and no man objecting'," "I'm permitting' this man to court me sister." "But under the usual conditions." "Mr. Flynn." "● Do you assume the full responsibility?" "● I do, I do." "And from now on, they'll do the walkin' and the talkin' under me own eyes." "Well, then." "Let the courting commence." "Hey, none of that, now, none of that!" "Hands to yourself, on your own side of the road." "● Get onto the other side of the cart." "● Up you go." "● Thank you, Father." "I don't get this." "Why do we have to have you along?" "Back in the States I'd drive up, honk the horn, the gal'd come runnin' out " "Come a-runnin'?" "I'm no woman to be honked at and come a-runnin'!" "America, ha!" "Prohibition, ha!" "D'you see that over there?" "That's the ancestral home of the ancient Flynns." "It was taken from us by, by, by the Druids." "Well, you're the quietest couple I ever herded." "We, we'll get nowhere at this rate." "Off with you." "I'll let you do a healthy mile or so, just to get used to walking correctly together." "Now, she's a fine, healthy girl." "No patty-fingers, if you please." "● Nice day." "● It is that, Mr. Thornton." "● That's a pretty bonnet you have on." "● Bonnet?" "Don't you be talkin' to me about bonnets!" "After leaving mine stuck up there like a " "Easy now, easy now!" "Is this a courtin' or a donnybrook?" "Have the good manners not to hit the man until he's your husband and entitled to hit you back." "I am sorry." "I have a fearful temper." "You might as well know about it now, instead of finding out about it later." "We Danahers are a fighting people." "I can think of a lot of things I'd rather do to one of the Danahers, Miss Danaher." "Shh, Mr. Thornton." "What will Mr. Flynn be thinking?" "Can you ride a bike?" "Well, what are we waiting for?" "Mary Kate Danaher!" "Sean!" "Eh, ep, come on!" "Come back here!" "Come back here at once, you shameless hussy, you!" "Come back!" "Come back here!" "Come back here at once, you shameless hussy, you!" "Come back here when I ordered you at once!" "Come back!" "B'gad, I, I think you have more sense than I, I have meself." "Whoa there, filly." "If anybody had told me six months ago that today I'd be in a graveyard in Inisfree with a girl like you that I'm just about to kiss, I'd have told 'em " "● Oh, but the kiss is a long way off yet!" "● Huh?" "Well we just started a-courtin', and next month we, we'd start the walkin' out together, and the month after that there'd be the thrashing' parties, and the month after that there'd be " "Nope." "● Well, maybe we won't have to wait that month, ● Yep." "● or for the thrashing' parties, ● Nope." "● or for the walkin' out together." "● No." "Then so much the worse for you, Sean Thornton, for I feel the same way about it myself." "And so they were married in the same little chapel I gave them their baptism." "Later, there was a nice, quiet little celebration." "♪ Oh, as I went out one mornin' ♪ It being' the month of May" "♪ A farmer and his daughter ♪ I spied upon me way" "♪ And the girl sat down quite calmly ♪ To the milking' of her cow" "♪ Sayin' I will an' I must get married ♪ For the humour is on me now" "♪ Oh, the humour is on me now ♪ Oh, the humour is on me now" "♪ Sayin' I will an' I must get married ♪ For the humour is on me now" "♪ So, at last the daughter married ♪ And she married well-to-do" "♪ And loved her darlin' husband ♪ A month, a year, or two" "♪ But Sean was all a tyrant ♪ And she quickly rued her vow" "♪ Sayin' I'm sorry I ever got married ♪ For the humour is off me now" "♪ Oh, humour is off me now ♪ Oh, humour is off me now" "♪ Sayin' I'm sorry I ever got married ♪ For the humour is off me now" "To a successful conspiracy." "● A toast, to the bride and groom!" "● One moment." "One moment." "As shaughraun, I say there'll be no toasts until we've seen the bride's fortune." "The bride's fortune?" "You'll see it, never fear." "We'll see it now, if you please." "Now, then, the proprieties must be observed." "● Father Lonergan." "● Feeney." "£350 gold, a carload of furnishings, linen, and pewter goes with the sister of Will Danaher." "Then, a toast." "May their days be long and full of happiness." "May their children be many and full of health." "And may they live in peace and ©national© freedom." "Ahem, reverend Fathers, ladies and gentlemen." "Attention, attention please, uh," "Squire, Squire Danaher has the floor." "In other words, he's, he's got somethin' to say to youse all." "Thank you." "I've got a little announcement to make." "Oh, Cohan, fill up the glasses." "Go on, all of them." "Uh, today, I've given my sister in marriage." "My only sister, and now she's gone from the house of Danaher." "● But what's in a house without a woman?" "● That's true." "That's right, what's a house without a woman in it?" "Yeah, what's a house without a woman in it?" "Where would any man of us be without a woman?" "● Why, even Father Lonergan had a mother." "● What do you expect?" "Yeah, what do you expect." "What do you expect." "So, so, uh " "● So, without further eloquence." "● Without further eloquence." "so, without further eloquence, I will give you a toast to myself, who is soon to be wed." "All she has to do is to say that little word." "When's the happy day, Sarah darling?" "● Have you lost the little sense you were born with? "Happy day" indeed!" "● But Sarah darling " "And don't "darling" me, cod!" "Who gave you the right to make such an announcement?" "But Sarah, why, they all, they all said " "Why, the reverend Mr. Playfair, Mrs. reverend, Father Lonergan, eh, little Flynn." "Michaleen, didn't you tell me all I had to - ● Well, now, now, I did and I didn't." "I said that " "Oh, you lied, didn't you?" "You lied, didn't you?" "You all lied!" "It's bad enough for you people, but my own priest!" "You got her by fraud and falsity." "You put them up to this!" "● I don't know what you're talking about." "● Ah, don't deny it!" "● Oh, Will, for heaven's sake." "● Danaher, you're a crazy man!" "● Crazy, am I?" "● Will." "Will!" "This is something you won't get, now or ever!" "Now, get out of here, all of you!" "The reverends first, ladies and gentlemen." "Get out!" "Mary Kate, come on, let's go home." "No, not without my fortune." "It's mine, mine and my mother's before me, and I'm not " "Steady, Trooper, steady." "Let's go home." "Ever since I was a little girl, I, I've dreamed of having my own things about me." "My spinet over there, and the table here, and my own chairs to rest upon." "And," "and the dresser over there in that corner." "And my own china and pewter shining about me." "And now " "I didn't know you felt that way about it, but it seems like a lot of fuss and grief over a little furniture and stuff." "● It is a pretty cottage, isn't it?" "● Yeah." "I think so." "● Don't touch me." "You have no right." "● What do you mean, "no right"?" "I'll wear your ring, I'll cook, and I'll wash, and I'll keep the land, but that is all!" "Until I've got my dowry safe about me, I'm no married woman." "I'm the servant I have always been, without anything' of my own!" "That's ridiculous." "You're my wife and fortu " "● What is this?" "● Haven't I been trying to tell you?" "That until you have my dowry, you haven't got any bit of me." "Me, myself!" "I'll still be dreamin' amongst the things that are my own as if I had never met you." "There's 300 years of happy dreaming' in those things of mine, and" "I want them." "I want my dream." "I'll have it and I know it!" "● I'll say no other word to you." "● All right." "You'll have your dowry, or dot, or fortune, or whatever you call it." "Well, get it then." "There'll be no locks or bolts between us, Mary Kate, except those in your own mercenary little heart." "● Sean." "● How'd you sleep?" "Don't be shaming' me, please, in front of your friends." "What?" "Oh, okay." "♪ 'Twas there that I learned all me courtin'" "♪ Many lessons I took in the art" "♪ Till Cupid, the blackguard, while sportin'" "♪ An arrow drove straight through ♪ Me mush mush mush toor-a-lie-addy" "♪ Me mush mush mush toor-a-lie-ay" "♪ So I lathered him with me shillelagh" "♪ For, he trod on the tail of ♪ Me mush mush mush toor-a-lie-addy" "♪ And just like the Dingle Puck Goat" "♪ I lathered him with me shillelagh" "♪ For, he trod on the tail of me coat" "Hello, the house!" "Anyone up?" "● Good morning!" "● Good morning." "I, I suppose it is a bit early to be calling." "Well, after you left last night, Mary Kate, a couple of us persuaded Danaher to change his mind." "It's a - what might be called a sort of a belated wedding present." "My things, my furniture!" "● We'd have brought them over last night, Sean, but due to the circumstances, we thought you'd be needin' your sleep." "● Thanks, thanks." "Oh!" "Excuse me." "● Oh, easy, easy now." "● God bless all here." "That's right." "Oh, be careful." "Over there by the wall." "No, no, no." "Now, turn it around, so that the light shines on the music." "● That's grand." "That's grand now." "● Where do you want this?" "● Mighty handy." "● It, it was my mother's, and my mother's mother's before." "● Where do I put it?" "● Where do you suppose?" "Where do you suppose." "● We're sorry about the dowry, Mary Kate." "● We couldn't make him change his mind about it." "● Not even Father Lonergan could do it." "● Let him keep it." "● Keep my fortune?" "● Sure." "You've got your tables and chairs about you." "● What do we care about his money?" "● My money!" "Well let him have it if it means that much to him." "Gangway!" "● What manner of man is it that I have married?" "● A better one, I think, than you know, Mary Kate." "Impetuous!" "Homeric!" "♪ Oh, Inisfree" "♪ My island, I'm returning" "♪ From wasted years, across the wintry sea" "♪ And when I come back" "♪ To my own dear island" "♪ I'll rest awhile" "♪ Beside you" "♪ Grá mo chroí [Love of my heart]" "Now I know why you have so many rock walls in this country." "Roses?" "Are you planting' roses?" "● Yeah." "● A fine farmer you are." "● Not a turnip or a cabbage or a potato on the place." "● Or children." "Sorry." "Well, I, I suppose they will make a very fine display around the cottage." "● It is a pretty cottage, isn't it?" "● I think so." "Well, let's see now." "We'll need a plough, and a cultivator, and seed for planting', and about the horse for the ploughing, we could sell that black hunter of yours." "I'll buy another horse for the ploughing." "Or why not a tractor?" "Oh, a tractor - nasty, smelly things, and, besides, they're an awful price." "● With a horse, you get other advantages." "● Yeah." "For the roses." "Oh, roses again." "You " "We could do our shopping in Castletown, and if we put a good foot under us, we could be there and back by suppertime." "● Five miles?" "● Why, that's just a " "Good stretch of the legs, huh?" "All right, get on your walking shoes." "I'll be a minute." "Oh!" "So you're not a woman to be honked at, huh?" "Why, it's beautiful!" "Did you ever see such a " "● Why, it looks like it could fly." "● It's only one horsepower, but it's all yours." "● Mine?" "● Sure." "Think you can drive it?" "Hold on to your hat!" "You take care of that, Feeney." "● Now, then." "Let's have another pint." "And I'm buying this one." "● High time." "● What's that?" "● I said, that's fine, Squire." "Fine, fine." "● Oh." "Here's good health to you all." "● Look, he sold the crossbreds." "● The what?" "● The sheep he's been planning on." "● Oh." "Hurry, now is a good time to ask him." "Well, go on, go on." "● Ask him what?" "● About my money." "He can't say that he hasn't got it with him now." "Can't you get it through your head that I didn't marry you for your fortune?" "● I don't give a hang about the money." "● But he does!" "And that's the whole point of it." "● Now will you go and ask him?" "● No." "Why shame ourselves?" "Shame?" "The shame's on you, not on me." "Oh, on me too, if I've married a coward." "Is that what you think of me?" "Well, what else if you let him rob you out of my money?" "Money!" "I'm sick of the talk of it." "Is that all you Danahers think about, money?" "● Father, ● Quiet!" "● please, I - ● See that?" "See him right out there behind that rock?" "● But ● Ah, he's the king of all salmon." "● Father, it's very important, I, I, I've got to talk to you, Father." "It's, it's - ● He's winking at me." "● I've been trying to get this one for 10 years." "● But Father, I've got to talk to you, it's important, it's about, ● Ah, yes, ● it's about my husband and myself!" "● there he is, there he is." "Father, I, I" " Oh!" "You see " "● Father, could I, could I tell you in the Irish?" "● 'Sea, 'sea, 'sea, 'sea. [Yes, yes, yes, yes.]" "Oh!" "Níor lig mé mo fhear céile isteach i mo leaba liom aréir." "[I didn't allow my husband into bed with me last night.]" "Chuir mé faoi ndearadh dó codladh i, [I forced him to sleep in,] ó, i mála codlata!" "Mála codlata!" "[oh, in a bag for sleeping!" "A bag for sleeping!" "]" "● Mála co -?" "[Bag for -?" "] ● 'Sea. [Yes.] ● Céard é sin "bag"?" "[What do you mean "bag"?" "]" "Sleeping bag, Father, with, with buttons." "Oh!" "Mo spré, ní throid sé ar a shon." "An peaca é?" "[My dowry, he didn't fight for it." "Is it a sin?" "]" "Woman, Ireland may be a poor country, God help us, but here a married man sleeps in a bed, and not a bag, and for your own good I'll tell you what thi " "● Hush!" "Hush!" "There he is!" "There he is!" "● Oh, strike him now, Father!" "Get the line on the " "● There he is." "Oh, that's, that's the one I've been waiting for for 10 long years!" "● Keep his head up!" "Keep his head up!" "● Oh, there's that beauty, that's the bat!" "● Keep his head up, Father!" "● That's the bat!" "● Get a tight line!" "● A tight line " "I've got you!" "I've got you!" "I got him!" "Ahh!" "● A tight line it is." "I've got - ● Keep his head up!" "Keep his head up!" "Oop, his head is up!" "Will you get the gaff?" "Oop!" "Ahh, for 10 years I've, 10 years I've, oop, I said" " Get the gaff, woman!" "Get the gaff!" "Oh, you got him, you got him, Father!" "Well keep his head up, you fool!" "Get the gaff!" "Get the gaff, woman!" "Argh!" "● God help us!" "● Ohh." "Sleeping bag is it!" "♪ If you ever go across the sea to Ireland" "♪ Then maybe at the closing' of your day" "♪ You will sit and watch the moon rise" "♪ Over Claddagh" "♪ And see the sun go down" "♪ On Galway Bay" "♪ For the breezes blowing' 'cross the sea from Ireland" "Ah, you're just in time to stand me a drink." "● Join us, Sean." "● Ah, you will have a drink, Sean?" "No, thanks." "I wanna talk to you, in private." "● If there's anything you gotta say to me, say it here." "● I'd rather talk to you in private." "Well, what's the matter?" "You're among friends." "They fought for you once, didn't they?" "● Maybe they'll fight for you again." "● I'm not askin' anybody to do my fightin' for me." "● Oh, so you're willing to do your own, are you?" "● You know what I came for." "I do." "I just want to hear you ask for it." "Just ask for it, yank, and you'll be chewing' your teeth for a week." "● You've got 20 pounds on him, Danaher." "● And so I have." "How would it be if I put one of me fists in me pocket?" "Go on." "Right or left?" "Now, you choose now." "Go on." "Go on, that's fair enough, isn't it?" "The fightin' Thornton!" "● It was Mr. Thornton, Cyril, so I brought him in." "● Bless my soul." "Come in." "Sit down." "● Have you tiddled your last wink, Cyril?" "● I have." "● No cheating?" "● I have not." "● Do you play tiddlywinks?" "● No, I, uh " "● Maybe I shouldn't have butted in like this, but I - ● Nonsense." "How is your lovely bride?" "● Fine." "● Elizabeth, say good night to Mr. Thornton." "But he's only just come - oh." "Oh, very well." "Good night, Mr. Thornton." "● Good night." "● Good night, Cyril." "Good night, Elizabeth." "Pleasant dreams." "● Are you sure there's nothing - ● Good night, Elizabeth!" "You're the only one I can level with." "I gotta talk to somebody, or I'm gonna blow my top." "● Danaher, of course?" "● Yeah." "Well, since you know who I am, or was, you know why I don't want to fight him." "Yes, I, I was reading about it again this evening." "Some men collect butterflies, some stamps." "My hobby has always been sports, sporting events." "There it is." "It's a very understandable reaction." "Still, the papers all say it was an accident, just one of those things." "You mean it's just one of those things in the scrapbook, but not when you carry it around in here." "Tony Gardello was a good egg." "A nice little wife and home, a couple of kids, a clean fighter." "But I didn't go in there to outbox him." "I went in there to beat his brains out." "To drive him into the canvas, to murder him." "And that's what I did." "For what?" "A purse, a piece of the gate?" "Lousy money." "And now money is behind your trouble with Danaher." "They think I'm afraid to fight him." "All the friends I've made here, even my wife." "● Well, aren't you, in a way?" "● Did you ever kill a man?" "Well, I have, and all this talk about her big fortune, it's not that important." "Perhaps it is to her." "It, it must be strange to you from America, but it's an old, old custom here, and believe me, it's a good custom." "The fortune means more to her than just the money." "Not to me, it isn't." "Isn't worth fightin' for." "● Is your wife's love worth fighting for?" "● I don't know." "About all I know is that I can't fight, or won't fight, unless I'm mad enough to kill, and if that means losing' her, I don't know." "● Maybe she doesn't love me enough." "● It's a difficult situation, but I think you'll find the right answer in God's good time." "And when that time comes, I hope I'll still be here." "● You're not figuring' on leavin', are you?" "● Mmm, it's a possibility." "You see, my bishop is coming tomorrow on his annual visit, and I've got such a small congregation, just two or three people at the service." "● He may transfer me." "● The place wouldn't be the same without you, Padre." "Mmm." "Elizabeth and I just love this place." "We were born here too, you know." "Ah, well, the bishop's a good egg, maybe it'll be all right." "Oh, by the way." "Don't underestimate Danaher." "He may be clumsy, but he's got a tremendous right and a jaw of granite." "● I did a little bit of boxing in my time." "● Oh-ho?" "You won't be laughin' now, will you?" "It was at Trinity." ""Lightweight Champion, Nineteen Hundred and -"" "The year doesn't matter." "It was long, long ago." "All right." "Well, by the way, would you join me in a glass of " "Oh, no." "No." "You'll be in training now, of course." "● Did you have any supper?" "● Nope." "I'm not hungry." "● The drink sometimes does that to a man." "● I haven't had anything to drink." "If you wanna know, I was talking to the vicar," "Mr. Playfair." "● That's strange." "I had a long talk with Father Lonergan." "Woman of the house, where's me tea?" "Mary Kate!" "Save your breath, boy." "Save your breath." "She's gone from you, and small wonder." "● What are you talking about?" "Where is she?" "● She came tapping' at me door when the sun was up." "● "Will you drive me to the train," says she." "● Why?" "Me very question. "Why?" says I. "Because I love him," says she." ""I love him too much to go on livin' with a man I'm ashamed of."" "● What time was this?" "● Oh, in time for the Dublin train." "Saddle up my horse, will you, please." "Saddle his horse?" "I'll have no part in helping' you to put more shame on her." "Saddle his horse." "♪ Dum da dum da dum da dum da doo da ♪ Diddle diddle dum da dum da dum da dee ♪ Diddle diddle iddle iddle um da duh" "Well, we're off!" "And might I suggest, Mr. Costello, the train already being' four and a half hours late, that " "Now, is it my fault, Mr. Bailey, that there's a hurling' match at Ballygar, and that the champions of all Ireland are playin' " "If you knew your country's history as well as you claim to know it, Mr. Bailey, you'd know that the Mayo hurlers haven't been beaten west of the Shannon for the last 22 years." "● True, Mr. Molouney!" "● That's a lie!" "That's a lie, Costello!" "● Oh!" "If this means what I hope it means " "Danaher vicey-versus the yank." "There'll be wigs on the green this time." "Oh!" "Morning." "Morning." "Good day to you, sirs." "Five minutes, did you say?" "Right!" "● He's walkin' her back, the whole long way!" "● It's Homeric, that's what it is, Homeric." "● Post a lookout at Mahan Cross." "They may go home first." "● Pat, where's your parabellum?" "● In the same place." "● Excuse me, General." "One if by land, two if by sea, and if it's Danaher's I'll fire the lot: horse, hoof, and ashes!" "Ah, what a day for Inisfree!" "On a day like this I can say only one thing." "Gentlemen, the drinks are on the house!" "Well, they are." "Hey, ma'am, darlin', here's your shoe!" "Oh!" "Why, you " "It's only five miles." "Just a good stretch of the legs." "● Pardon me, ma'am, you've lost your shoe." "● Thank you very kindly, sir." "Oh!" "Oh, my shoe came off!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "● Oh, mister, mister!" "Sir, sir, here's a good stick to beat the lovely lady." "● Oh!" "Thanks." "I think your, your in-laws are comin' to visit you, Squire darlin'." "Oh!" "Danaher, you owe me £350." "Let's have it." "So the I.R.A. is in this too, eh?" "If it were, Red Will Danaher, not a scorched stone of your fine house would be standing." "A beautiful sentiment." "I'll pay you - never." "That breaks all bargains." "You can take your sister back." "It's your custom, not mine." "No fortune, no marriage." "We call it quits." "You'd do this to me, your own wife?" "● After, after what I - ● It's done." "There's your dirty money." "Take it!" "Count it, you spawn!" "And look, if ever I see that face of yours again, I'll push that through it." "Sean, watch it!" "I'll be goin' on home now." "I'll have the supper ready for you." "That was a dirty blow, Sean." "All right, Red Will, you asked for it." "Three to one I'm givin' on Danaher!" "Three to one on Da " "● I'll take some of that. £10 on Thornton." "● Done!" "Anyone else favor me friend the yank?" "Ahh!" "Gentlemen, if you please." "This is a private fight." "The Marquess of Queensberry rules will be observed on all occasions." "The Marquess of Queensberry rules, mind you now, Squire." "Okay with me, Michaleen!" "Thanks." "Non-belligerents will kindly remain neutral." "Now, shake hands and come out fighting." "I thank you." "Do you hear that, everybody?" "The Marquess of Queensberry rules." "● Now, now, the Marquess of Queensberry rules." "● The Marquess of Queensberry ru " "Come on, get up." "Marquess of Queensberry." "● I hope Thornton beats him senseless." "● Mr. Thornton is a married man, Sarah." "Who cares about him?" "It's that big, bellowing bully concerns me." ""I'm the best man in Inisfree." As though I didn't know that." "Call up Ballinrobe!" "Tell them to send the inspector down here!" "Send reinforcements immediately!" "There's a riot here!" "Ballinrobe!" "Ballinrobe!" "Five to one on the big chap, Snuffy." "● Givin' or takin'?" "● Giving." "● Taken." "● You've had enough?" "● No." "Well, give a man a hand, then." "Yes, Inspector." "Thank you, sir." "● What did he say?" "● He said to put £5 on Danaher's nose." "● Another 10 on Thornton!" "● 10 on Thornton, ten to one, taken." "● A pound on Danaher." "● A pound on Danaher." "● £2 on Mr. Danaher, Mr. Flynn, please." "● £2 - ● Yes!" "● Danaher, given at ten to one." ""...hand of a hundred battles, aye, and a thousand besides," ""stood alone on the victorious field, his buckler bent," ""his broken sword clutched in his mighty hand." ""The blood of a thousand wounds, oozing from his open veins," ""dripped on the bodies of the slain."" "● Father!" "Father Lonergan!" "● Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh." "● It's, it's a big fight in the town!" "● Yes, and there's a big fight in this fish right here too." "● I'd have put a stop to it, but seein' - ● You do that, lad." "It's your duty." "but seein' it was Danaher and Sean Thornton " "● Who?" "● Danaher and - ● and Sean Thornton!" "Well, why the devil didn't you tell me?" "Oh, you young " "● Father, shouldn't we put a stop to it, now?" "● Ah, we should, lad, yes, we should." "It's our duty, yes, it's our duty." "Oof!" "● Squire, get up!" "Or are you gonna lie on the mat?" "Come on!" "● Come on, come on!" "● How's the betting' goin'?" "● Even money, Sean, even money." "But don't ruin it." "Well, Danaher, you're a good fightin' man, I'll say that for you." "Well, if it comes to that, it's been a pleasure beating' you." "Uhh!" "Thanks." "● Will you take another 20 on Thornton?" "● No, no, the book's closed, the book's closed." "● A pound on Thornton against the Squire." "● Go away, you traitor, you!" "● How about a drink before you kill yourself?" "● The drink will be on the house." "That's a good idea, Sean." "The people from Ballyglunin are comin' over by bus, thousands of them." "Aye, that's a good idea, not that I'm tired, mind you." "I'm as fresh as a daisy." "● You look more like a black-eyed Susan to me." "Let's go." "● Drinks for both on me!" "● Is that a public house?" "● Yes, your lordship." "● Are they going in?" "● Yes, your lordship." "● Oh, does that mean the fight's over?" "● No, no, that's just the end of round one." "● Oh." "All right, stand back, now, stand back!" "● Let them have their drink in peace!" "● Keep away, keep away!" "Ah, now let me see." "Whiskey?" "Nah, that'd be too warm, it'd get your blood up." "Porter is the very thing." "● Ah, it's peaceful and quiet in here, isn't it?" "● Yeah." "You know, this has been a fight I'd come a long way to see." "I hope you can stick around for the finish." "Don't worry about that!" "● You know, yank." "I've taken quite a likin' to youse." "● I'm gettin' real fond of you, too." "Your widow, me sister, she could've done a lot worse." "● True, true." "● Poor woman." "● Thanks, fill 'em up again." "● Eh?" "You'll buy me no drinks!" "● The, the drinks are on the house of Cohan, sir." "● And I'm takin' no drinks from you, you little squint!" "● I'm buyin' the drinks." "● You can buy me a drink at your wake." "And not before." "I'm buyin'!" "Bar towel!" "● What time is it?" "● Half past five, sir." "Glory be to " "I, I hope you won't be vexed with me, Cyril, but I've lost £3 to Mrs. Tillane." "I know I shouldn't have bet, but " "There you are, Snuffy, £15." "● Hello there, Elizabeth." "● Your lordship." "● And what have you been doing all day?" "● If you'll excuse me, I'll," "I'll get your tea, Snuffy." "♪ There was a wild colonial boy" "♪ Jack Duggan was his name" "♪ He was born and bred in Ireland" "♪ In a place called Castlemaine" "♪ He was his father's only son" "♪ His mother's pride and joy" "♪ And dearly did his parents love" "♪ This wild colonial boy" "Woman of the house!" "I've brought the brother home to supper." "He's kindly welcome." "God bless all in this house." "● Wipe your feet." "● Thank you, ma'am." "Sit down, sit down." "That's what chairs are for." "Hurry it up!" "Well, then." "So peace and quiet came once again to Inisfree, and we were" " Good heavens, what's that woman up to now?" "Make way, make way, she'll be runnin' you down with that juggernaut!" "'Sea, 'sea. [Yes, yes.]" "Now when the reverend Mr. Playfair - good man that he is - comes down," "I want youse all to cheer like Protestants." "Now, spread out, spread out!" "Hip, hip, hooray!" "Hip, hip, hooray!" "Hip, hip, hooray!" "Hip, hip, hooray!" "Hip, hip, hooray!" "Hip, hip, hooray!" "Whoa!" "No patty-fingers, if you please." "The proprieties at all times." "Hold on to your hats." "Hup!"