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Lads, your father's been damaged.
Fight me here, farmer!
God bless you, lad.
We'll begin to settle our debts when we harvest the land.
Very impressive.
I want justice for what he's done.
They've got so much of it, they give it away for free.
What did you expect? That you could climb to her station?
but he's anything but dull.
I've done well.
Mr. Bourke would like a word with you.
Assess your stupidity, lad.
(TRUMPET PLAYING FAN FARE)
and broken backs.
Yes. You could be my serving boy.
MAN: Great, great.
but I know nothing of books or alphabets
Shannon, turn around.
I prefer to keep my business to myself, if you please.
I understand why you came to murder me.
Get in there and box. I've got $100 bet on you tonight.
I discovered this fella, fresh off the boat.
I hate to see you angry.
I'm Joseph Donnelly
Don't. No. I said, leave me alone.
You're not listening!
Shannon, stop this.
I thought you didn't want me to fight.
(CH EERFU L IRISH INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC CONTIN U ES)
Imagine me,
CH RISTIE: Go upstairs...
(PEOPLE CHATTERING)
When he's coming around, you get out of the way.
Are you cross with me, Shannon?
STEPH EN: Quickly, fetch a doctor. MAID: Yes, sir.
Me and Gian to your neighbors
Hello, Grace.
You have changed, Mr. Donnelly.
MIKE: God forgive you, Molly.
Tomorrow I ride for me, me alone.
Us?
JOSEPH: Hello, Shannon.
You take the soap in your right hand, the clothes in the left.
She ran off with his purse
(ALL CLAMORING)
(WOMEN GIGGLING)
Have I upset you?
(ADVENTU ROUS INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
Da!
JOSEPH: Thank you, Ralph.
Joseph, damage the dago. You hear me?
Nora!
Quickly, come this way.
(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC)
How are you feeling now, Da?
Hello, Mike.
Boy, boy, come away from there.
CH RISTIE: Does this mean we're finished?
Down from the north, are you?
Oh, my God! My spoons, my spoons. They're taking my spoons.
We're breaking the law, Nora.
No! Joseph!
Look! You've got your land.
Come on, lad.
Let it go, Kelly.
JOE: I hope they kill him.
Don't shield me, Joseph. It's only a boxing match.
I loved you.
No, Joseph, lie still. Lie still.
Got it? Yes.
Hello there, Joseph.
When you get there, you'll have to run for the land in a race.
$4. That's more than plucking chickens in a month.
Grow the potatoes and pick them yourself, Joseph, you ambitious boy.
I crave adventure, boys.
I sold him that horse.
Shannon!
JOSEPH: (SINGING) Her beautifuI eyes
(HORSE WH IN NYING)
JOE: If you manage it, by God,
We don't need any instruction, thanks.
Never better, Mike.
Certainly not.
If it weren't for me, Miss High and Mighty, you'd have died in the street!
I think I'll take the dependable horse.
Shannon?
Do you actually think you're fooling me, Daniel?
You have turned into a snob.
Did you not hear me? I said I'll split the winnings with you!
You can't die. We need you here, Da.
Yes, well, never mind her now.
(CH EERING GROWS LOU DER)
Kelly, I smell victory.
Excuse me, I'd like to speak to Mr. McGuire alone.
(SENTIMENTAL INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC CONTIN U ES)
Mother, the clothes will never come clean
From Paris, France, it says.
She's my sister.
Plunge... And scrub!
Goodbye?
(CH RISTIE CONTIN U ES SINGING)
This land is mine.
Am I right?
RALPH: You're a little late, cowboy. The pickings are slim.
(PEOPLE SINGING)
You should have heard them, Shannon, cheering me on.