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How much, then?

For you?

So we have a deal, then.

Thank you.

This way.

Catching up.

I'll catch you.

No, you won't.

We want more.

Come on, we're not taking that.

What do you say, Tom?

You're getting a good deal, huh?

Good man.

Well done.

Go on.

Okay.

Not selling today, Mr. Doran?

I, uh, I don't see your cattle.

I've a disinclination to be cheated.

Oh...

You'll not get a better price anywhere.

Not anywhere in this town.

Tom... Jay.

Mark.

Now... you're not going to be asking us

how much we got for them.

On account of we're not telling.

You know what the old man'll be doing to us if we did.

So don't bother asking.

Fair enough. I wouldn't want to be the one coming

between you and your old man.

Can I stand you a pint, then?

You'll be needing it

before you tell him how little you took.

We took no less than he told us we could.

Shut up, Jay.

I'll tell you what;

I'm in a betting mood today.

I'll bet you that shearing knife

of mine you've always wanted

if you didn't take 20 shillings a head less

than you did last year.

That knife wouldn't take an edge anymore.

Well, she's a beauty to look at.

You can hang her on the wall for decoration.

Shut up, Jay.

Can't you see what he's doing?

Where's the harm

in a bit of a wager?

The knife against what?

Against nothing.

I'm that sure.

The old man said you tell nobody.

So, you're saying we took 20 shillings a head less

than we did last year.

Mm-hmm. For your shearing knife.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you lose, boy.

Shut your face!

We only took ten shillings a head less.

That's it.

The Mullaneys are at it again.

Fergus Mullaney.

Are you in here, Fergus?

Who wants him?

Your boys are at it again.

You'd best go separate them

before they do damage to themselves.

Never mind them.

It's the cows I'm worried about.

When you two are ready to behave,

come and tell me the cause of this.

I'm the cause, Fergus.

I tricked out of them that you sold for even less

than what you got last year

and that was low enough.

Well, you should know.

You've got your own to sell.

I held them out,

figuring this would happen.

Maybe you can afford to.

I can't any more than you, Fergus,

but I'm tired of getting cheated all the time.

Look, the jobbers come in,

knowing we got nowhere else to go

and we have to accept their prices.

Listen to the radio.

There's a war starting.

That means cattle prices going up.

That means a lot of young men getting killed.

Think of that with your war.

I didn't order that, bina.

Ah, sure. Eat it anyway.

It'll put some meat on your bones.

It's on the house.

She's got an eye for you, that one.

Not interested.

Oh...

She's comely enough.

Not like your Annie, though.

Aye...

She's the beauty, all right.

You know, her sisters are off to London this year...

To become nurses.

Annie's the only one you have left, then.

Mm-hmm.

I still have Annie.

You think she's beautiful?

Everyone does.

I'm asking you.

I'd be lying if I didn't say

she's beautiful.

She is my heartbeat, that girl.

She's my special one.

Oh, I love the others, but Annie...

I'll never let that darling girl go.

I'll tell you plain

if anyone tries to carry her away from me...

Blood will flow.

If any man...

Ever comes near her...

I'll pull off his head

like you'd pull a cork out of an ink bottle.

No, i-i-I'm being too lenient.

I'll skin him alive

and I'll strangle him with his own pelt.

Eat up your grub, boy.

Do you good.

I'm really not hungry.

Ah, you need a pint to wash it down.

Vester!

Vester McCarthy!

You've got customers waiting.

We want two pints.

Hold your water, Fergus.

I hear you didn't bring your cattle in.

You're making a mistake, boy.

You'll not get

a better price anywhere.

Tell your man to offer a fair price

and I'll have them in tomorrow.

He's not my man.

Really?

Then who's behind him, then

slipping him the money so he can pay for them?

Setting the prices as well.

Aye.

Mark, I've nothing to do with that.

And if my aunt wore pants

she'd be me uncle, wouldn't she?

You know what's wrong with you farmers?

You live in a dream world, some kind of airy fairyland

that's got nothing to do with what's real.

What's real, vester?

Supply and demand, boy.

Vester McCarthy...

Supply and demand.

You see that fella now?

He'd sell his own mother

if he thought he'd make a profit out of it.

I've an idea, Fergus.

Mark...

They have us over a barrel.

And maybe they haven't.

♪ ...But I'm tired of all this pleasure ♪

♪ so, now, I'll take my leisure ♪

♪ and the next time that you hear ♪

♪ 'twill be a letter from New York ♪

♪ so, good-bye, muirsheen durkin ♪

♪ sure, I'm sick and tired of workin' ♪

♪ no more I'll dig the praties

♪ no longer I'll be fool

♪ and as sure as me name is carney ♪

♪ I'll be off to Californey

♪ where, instead of diggin' praties ♪

♪ I'll be diggin' lumps of gold. ♪

Ho! Come on, there!

Come on!

Come on, now!

Go on.

Go on.

Whoa.

Good night, Mark.

Hup! Go on!

Hup!

Go on!

They took ten shillings less a head, ma...

The mullaneys, and the others, too.

Aye, well...

What else could they do?

We'd get twice as much at trallock station.

Trallock station?

At the big fair.

We'd get even more if we floated them across the sea

and sold them in Liverpool.

You're serious.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Mark... Trallock station's 40 miles away

and we have no transport.

How do you expect to get them there?

They've got legs...

Haven't they?

It's a daft idea.

Have you fed the calves?

I'll be home for supper.

God bless all here.

Ah, Mark.

Hiya, Mark.

Hiya.

Well, Mark

come in.

Sit down by the fire, boy.

Uh, if you don't mind

I'll first cool off a bit, Fergus.

The walking, you know.

Well, Mark

what's new around the world?

The pope has made an appeal for peace

and has asked everyone everywhere to pray for us.

Blast him the old meddler... Why doesn't he keep

his bald head out of it and let them at it

so we may get a decent price for our cattle.

Oh, dear god, that's a terrible way

to talk about the holy father.

You'll go straight to hell.

Let him stick to his prayers.

If there's a war, the price of cattle will double

just like it did the last time.

Shame on you.

And the Germans will beat

the stuffing out of the British

and we'll have

a united Ireland

free from top to tail.

Give me the British before the Huns

any day.

Sit down, woman, and don't provoke me.

You're nothing but a foolish man.

Hitler is a madman.

Everybody says so.

And you're a bloody fool, Fergus Mullaney...

Thinking only of yourself

and the price of cows.

You... you...

You... you beware, woman!

Beware!

I'd better go see after him.

You see what I have to put up with?

Me, a man who fought for his country

when most of his neighbors were under the bed.

An ungrateful wife, that's what.

And this... this...

Ungrateful truck.

Aah, I was never good with machinery.

How is your mother?

Never better.

She's a great woman.

You will never see a poor day

while your mother's alive, Mark.

Me own dear mother, god rest her

she's sitting on a silver chair tonight

in the hallowed halls of heaven.

I had a great mother.

Did anybody in this part of the world

ever drive cattle to Trallock fair?

So that's your grand idea.

Well, you're not the first to have it, you know.

But has it ever been tried?

Can't be done.

Why not? It's only 40 miles.

What are you thinking of doing?

Driving them along the road

like as if they were motorcars?

You can't afford lorries like the jobbers can.

You'd have to take them cross country

through the bogs and the thickets

watching out for thieves who'd be only too willing

to run off with your strays.

And you could never rely on the weather.

No, there's many a good reason

why it hasn't been done.

There's always reasons not to do something.

Will you come in with me?

Are you sure?

Are you sure

this is something you want to do?

I'm certain of it.

Well, I have a few heifers and Rosecrans and weanlings

that I've been holding back

for a better price.

You're welcome to take them along.

Thank you, Fergus.

You'll find others thinking the same.

With a bit of luck,

you can put together a goodly herd.

You'll need drovers.

I'll get them.

You must have a handful of cows among you.

Yeah, well one thing is sure...

We'll go along with you on the day

with or without cattle.

Thanks. We can get half the countryside

to come along with me just for the fun of the thing.

It's the cattle I need, not wasters.

Mark, you know we're not wasters.

Look, we have the cattle.

Now we're going to go along with you.

All right,

so long as you're not wasters.

Mark, lad.

Rector.

Is it true what they're all saying about you?

Well, that depends now, doesn't it?

On just what they're saying.

That you've a plan to drive cattle

all the way to Trallock.

Have you something against it?

On the contrary.

A good lesson is what those jobbers need.

But I think it best

you keep your plans to yourself.

Faraway cows

have long horns.

Are you insinuating

that I listen to what don't concern me?

Tell me what you heard, vester

and I'll tell you if it concerned you.

I heard nothing that wasn't meant to be heard.

I'm telling you, Mark doran

that driving cattle to Trallock fair

instead of selling them here

to benefit the people you live among...

You mean you.

I mean prosperity begins at home.

Prosperity for whom?

For the jobbers and their puppet master, is it?

Is it me you're calling a name?

If the shoe fits.

There are witnesses here

and you make another such accusation...

I don't care what protestant collar you're wearing...

All he's saying is that your jobbers

are robbing the people of this town

right, left and center.

My jobbers.

Yours to the hilt, vester since you're the one

paying him to keep their prices down

and then splitting the profits

when they sell them afterwards.

I'm warning you...

Okay, that's enough.

The rector has more important things to be thinking about...

Like when are you going to convert me?

I'll immerse you this minute

if you'll come to the river with me.

Will you do two for the price of one?

Now you've spoiled it.

Mmm. Bina has an eye for you.

I know.

I must go now.

But I leave you

with a one-word suggestion...

Which you may freely disregard.

Mm.

Reconnaissance.

Annie, I didn't surprise you?

Who else could it be?

I forget the practical woman you are.

So, did you have trouble getting away?

No, but I can't stay long.

We best get on with it.

That's enough of that.

It's never enough.

Well, it will have to be;

you said you had a plan.

Oh, I'm seeing me auntie Maeve tonight.

She has a friend who knows the lay of the land.

A plan about us.

What about us?

You said you had a plan.

About the cattle drive.

Not about us.

I guess I didn't make it plain. I'm sorry.

Then you've no plan about us getting married...

Just about the cattle.

You disappointed? Why should I be disappointed?

We talk about marriage all the time

and never do anything about it.

Why should I be disappointed this time?

I'm sorry, Annie; Me mind's been taken up.

Are we getting married or not?

Of course, we're getting married.

I love you.

I want to marry ya...

As soon as I ask your father.

Well then, ask him.

Oh, I can ask him all right.

That's easy enough.

"Fergus Mullaney, I wish to marry

your daughter Annie if you don't mind."

"Oh, is that what you wish?" He says.

And then he tears me head off.

Then don't ask him; Just face up and tell him.

Just tell him. Yes.

It'll have the same result, now wouldn't?

Me, without a head.

The whole idea of you leaving him...

Then what do we do, sneak and skulk the rest of our lives?

I love you, too, Mark.

I want us to be married, and I would

like that to be, if you don't mind

before I'm too old to bear children.

That's nothing to joke about.

You think I'm joking.

That's a man's response, now, isn't it?

You're going to have to face up to him sooner or later.

Are you that afraid?

Your father is fearsome when aroused... He's been known...

So you're saying I'm in love with a coward.

No, absolutely not.

Fear is not a matter of cowardice.

What you do when your fearful...

Now, that's the sign.

Then what are you planning to do?

I'm thinking on it.

Right now, me head's occupied.

With cows.

Well, I'm not a cow, Mark doran,

and you'd better start thinking on that.

We will get married.

I promise you.

Only we can't wait forever.

Ah... my flower.

You grow more like your father every day.

Those same eyes, those same looks

as though butter wouldn't melt.

I still miss him, you know?

You grew up close, he always said.

Brother and sister against the world.

Your mother's well?

Very well. She sends her best.

And mine to her.

How's Annie?

Annie Mullaney?

Don't go innocent on me.

You know right well which Annie I mean.

Come on. When are you two going to...

Soon enough.

Well, if you want me speaking to Fergus...

No.

No, I'll handle Fergus.

Well, you'll be the first to live to tell that tale.

All right, so let's go

if we're going to go with the light. Maeve...

Yes, that's me.

I appreciate your help... You know that...

But you're not going on the drive.

I hope I've made that plain. You have.

You have, and I passed on your concern to the Weanlings

and, um... they insist I go with them.

They're not like the bullocks.

You know, they need...

They need comforting.

I'm serious, Maeve.

It'll be too hard on you.

You need all the help you can get.

I've got good men...

There was never a good man

that wasn't made better

by a good woman.

I'm taking your cows, not you.

You are the spitting image of your father...

The way you put your hand down there like that.

I mean it.

So did he.

For all the good it did him.

Go on. Let's go.

Now, first you've got a riverbed

but that's almost dry this time of year

and will give you no trouble.

And soon after, you're on to Philly hind's place

where you'll rest up after the herd

have stripped his field, and strip it, they will.

I don't mind... I'm getting well paid.

That's good

because I amen't.

Now...

You leave Philly's

at first light and proceed northward

but you've got a peat bog here, and you must

cross it direct.

We'll be careful.

Now, you keep north

until you get to the swamps.

You'll need hay waiting for you.

Give the herd a rest there.

Call them off, Martin.

They're not on, vester.

If I'd called them on,

you'd have your throat torn out of you by now.

How are you?

Have a seat.

I'm fine. Thanks.

Your boys around?

Why? You need them for a job?

You heard about the cattle drive young Doran's planning.

To Trallock? He'll never get there.

That country's too rough. And what if he does?

It's bad news for all of us, Martin.

I'll make out.

Don't be a fool, man.

You make your living from me.

Who else would buy those cows you steal?

It's not stealing.

Oh, of course not.

They're only strays

you find lonesome along the road.

Look...

I'm out of business...

If that lad succeeds.

Well, you've got your pub.

Which only pays the rent,

Martin, little more than that.

It's the cattle that brings the real profit.

So what exactly are you saying?

I'm saying...

That those cows don't reach Trallock.

And then you're off to Bessie's.

Bessie who?

Just Bessie.

She's been married so many times

with so many names

she's just become Bessie to one and all.

Now you're in wild country

and you won't see as much clover as would put a patch

on the seat of your trousers.

Are you getting this now?

Don't worry about him.

He is a respectful boy, and he has learned to listen.

Good.

Now comes the test.

What test?

Shh...

You are now climbing the Cunnackawneen

which is a haunted hill.

There's many would avoid it.

But if you want to arrive early

in Trallock with a healthy herd

you'll have to climb

the haunted hill

and bed down for two nights

because that hill is green

and if it's green, it's grass.

Let your herd feed on that grass.

Rest well...

Because you've the very dry

open fields to cross without feed

on your last days to Trallock.

And you've proof the hill is haunted by the folk.

Aye. The old native Irish...

Tiny, blocky men

with ferocious strength

and naked as newborn babes.

And they've been seen.

Well...

All I can say is, there's many a braggart

climbed that hill with black hair...

...and came down with white.

Philly hind is a good man to lend us his field.

That old man was right, you know.

Our herd'll strip it to Clay in one evening.

And what are we giving him for this?

Well, the use of my field when his is bare.

I've been thinking of getting his wife a present.

I might get her... A bottle of Lourdes water.

She's very devout, you know.

Very devout to the blessed virgin.

And where are we going to get Lourdes water?

All water's the same.

It's the thought that matters.

Now, what I do is I find...

I find another very devout woman

and I get her to bless the water.

Right? And we needn't tell her that she's transforming

ordinary water into Lourdes water.

Now, one of us is enough to carry the guilt

and since the whole plan is mine...

I hereby... absolve...

All of ye.

Giddyap!

Tractor!

Whoa!

Hold on!

Hey!

Whoa! Whoa!

I drove one of these

for four years in France without a single accident.

Not of my own accord, that is.

Blown up a few times, but that was enemy shelling

and I don't count that against me.

Sheep!

Hold on!

Look out!

Sheep!

Bloody sheep!

They think they own the road.

Ya-hoo-hoo!

Look at them two.

I'll be out in a minute.

Who are they? Are they crazy?

The man's name's fizz Moran

and I'm told he's eager to help us

do our reconnaissance...

Though I'm not exactly sure why.

Phew!

Why? I'll tell you why.

Because I'm on the side of the little man...

Not because I'm of small stature myself, but...

We're very grateful for your help.

This looks like a good, wide street to stand our cattle.

There you could be wrong, my young friend.

It's on the way to the railroad station.

That means a continuing traffic of cows going up to the pens.

No, no, no. Avoid this street like the plague.

Then where is the best place for us?

This is the best possible place in the whole of Trallock

to stand your cattle.

The durango is the hub of the fair.

Every prospective buyer comes up here to be seen.

Hmm.

Then this is where we'll put them

and hope for acceptance.

Not so fast.

If we have to pay...

It's not a question of payment.

The square is free

to all the citizens of Ireland.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

It's a matter of tradition.

For 200 years, the landed families around here

have been standing their cattle on this spot.

Ah, the landed families.

Well, one in particular.

Who imagines this choice piece of public property

belongs exclusively to him.

He doesn't imagine.

He knows.

Ah. And the name of this lord and master?

Bill Gobberley of Gortnagreena.

Ah. I've heard of the man.

Not filled with the milk of human kindness.

Hmm.

And if we were to stand our cattle...

On this spot...

There would be bloodshed.

But it could be done.

You don't know what you'd be up against.

Still, it could be done.

It never has been.

You'd have terrible odds against you.

Going up against the Gobberleys?

I don't know.

Still...

With organization with flair,

and with the right men, possibly...

I wouldn't say probably...

But could it possibly be done?

With those three elements

firmly in place...

Possibly.

Well, then, the rector here

will supply the flair.

We have the right men for the job,

and as you well know,

our village is famed for the organizing quality

of its people.

I didn't know that.

Mmm.

Mmm.

It's not just your own stock, you know.

It's my father's and your aunt's

and the Sullivan's

and some of the others who only have a few cows

and that's their whole life.

I'm aware of that.

They're all of them trusting you.

I know I'm carrying their hopes.

And it doesn't weigh you down a bit?

It lifts me up.

I accept the obligation.

I might have a bit more than some, you know,

but all that means is more reason to help those

who don't have as much.

I mean, there's so much that can go wrong.

I'll not be discouraged, you know.

I'm not trying to discourage you...

Only that it's a bold undertaking.

Well, it takes a bold man, now, doesn't it?

To undertake a bold enterprise.

Such as eating these berries, now

if I can be so bold.

Keep out of that basket; They're needed for tarts.

I'm only taking a few.

You're taking a few each time.

That adds up to a bit more than a few.

Do you trust me, Annie?

Not with berries.

Do you trust me?

You asked me that.

I'm waiting for an answer.

Do you think I'd be here now if I didn't?

You'll succeed. I know you will.

You know me, Annie.

When I set me mind to a thing

there's no stopping me.

So you're ready, then?

Ready, willing

and able.

That fruit's needed for the tarts.

One won't make the difference.

Have one yourself.

Annie?

Annie?

Annie, where the devil have you been?

Your mother's looking for you.

What are you doing here?

He was coming to see you.

He's ready now.

Ready for what?

His mind's all set

and he's wanting to tell you.

You were coming to see me?

He was.

Well...

I'd have to say, there...

There's a shorter way to my house

than over this hill.

But not a bolder one.

It's a similar hill

to what we'll meet driving the cattle.

I thought I could get a few ideas

about the obstacles.

I see.

And, uh...

What were you coming to see me about

that your mind is so set on?

Only to tell you the drive's all arranged.

I'd best be taking these down.

And, uh, the route planned?

And the hay arranged for.

And the place in Trallock where you'll be standing them.

Mm-hmm.

Well, my son's told me all that.

There's, uh...

No need for you to tell me that in person.

I'm a big believer in face-to-face.

Same as meself.

Annie, for example.

Any man should hurt her

I'd do nothing behind his back.

Face-to-face, it'll be.

With a shovel.

I'll take his head

clean and clear off his shoulders.

You were always a man of strong feeling.

That's right. So...

Any idea about the obstacles?

The obstacles?

The reason you came over the hill.

Oh.

Yes. Uh, I've always been clear

about the obstacles.

Good.

Life is full of obstacles

and it's better to know what they are

so you can avoid them.

Or surmount them.

Well, now, that depends on the obstacle, doesn't it?

No. Sometimes, it just depends on the person.

Now, my friends, keep your eyes open at all times

and remember that at no time

are the horse and wagon to be left unattended.

On Sunday, we'll be obliged to miss mass

but it's safe to say we're doing god's work

because we're helping the poor...

We are.

Namely, ourselves.

Nothing will stop us.

We will get to Trallock

and enter the durango with our heads held high

and our cattle standing there for all to see.

And to buy!

Oh, yeah.

I know we carry your hopes with us.

Don't fail us, now.

We won't.

I promise y'all... We will not fail you.

With god's help, we will succeed.

We will.

Let's be on our way, then.

Wait!

Wait now!

Wait for this old fellow.

Come on.

Come on, now.

He hasn't been doing his duty lately

and I thought I just might as well sell him.

Will you take him, Maeve?

I will.

I know he served your cattle well

the last time I loaned him to you.

He did.

I know you'll look after him.

I'll take great care of him for you, Fergus.

He could still do well, you know

if only he'd put his mind to it.

So you're not coming with us.

Ah, no. I think you've got enough help.

Well, you'll be missed.

Good luck to you.

Bye, old fellow.

Are we ready, then?

We are!

Yes! We are!

Here we go, now.

Let's go!

Yes!

Let's go!

Take them to Trallock, son.

Thanks, mom.

God go with you.

Hup! Hup!

That's it... Go on, go on.

Hup! Hup! Hup!

Nice and easy, now.

Watch out.

Bring 'em this way.

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

Straight on in.

Straight on. Come on.

Hello, lads!

Bring 'em on in here!

A grand day for it.

It's a lovely day, Mrs. Hinds.

Well, have a cup of tea, love.

Bet you'd never believe you'd get this far.

Well, I believe it now.

Here you are.

Cheers, everybody!

Cheers!

And the cows!

The cows!

The cows!

David.

Huh?

Get up.

It's your turn, boy.

Good night, Mark.

Good night.

Good night, honey.

Old man was right.

Look strict to the Clay.

Wait!

Wait!

You'll need this if you're going

to cross Cunnackawneen.

It's holy water from Lourdes

and there's no finer protection.

Ay, save the water, love.

Take care now.

God be with you.

Keep them moving. Go on.

Ya! Ya! Ya!

This field used to belong to the butlers years ago.

I drove for them one time as a boy.

It was a terrible year for potatoes, that year

with good folk dying all around.

People complain now

but there was real starvation then.

Not as bad as the famine.

It was all the potatoes' fault, you see.

They were after leaving us down again.

You can't go blaming the potatoes.

It's men make famines.

Whoa!

Watch them over there.

Hold up.

The bogs.

We'll have to keep them on the path.

Okay. So, come on.

Go through here.

Easy, easy.

Stay together.

Don't rush them.

That's right.

Keep moving.

Easy girls. Come on.

Easy, now.

Keep 'em tight.

Come on, here, come on.

Let's go, Billy.

Take your time.

Don't rush them now.

Watch the signs.

Right below the wagon.

Hup! Hup!

Don't rush them.

Come on, now, lass.

Hup!

Mark!

There are two going bad!

Get them back in!

The others will follow!

Yeah! Go easy!

The two loose ones...

Tom! Whatever you do, don't let the bull

in the bog. Please!

Thomas Fergus, get that bull out!

Good boy, Tom!

Come on, right now.

Let's go. Come on.

Go on, go on, go on.

That's it. Go on.

Easy, now. Easy, now.

Go on, go on.

Hip! Hip! Hip!

What's so funny?

What?

You've had a smile on your face

the last three miles.

I'm thinking about how I'll be spending the money.

I thought maybe a car...

One of those new little automobiles.

Where would you be getting the petrol with a war on?

Sure, it's not us that's at war.

Don't you read the papers?

There's submarines sinking tankers right and left.

We'll be lucky if...

Dogs.

I thought I heard dogs barking.

They're silent now, whoever they are

but we'd best keep an eye peeled.

So, how will you be spending yours, then?

I've got responsibilities.

Ooh. Would one of them be 19 years of age

with a manner she didn't learn from the sisters?

A blind man around the two of you

if he couldn't tell from the sight

he could tell from the heat.

But don't worry, Mark.

Dad likes you.

He'll only break a bone or two.

Come on.

The swamps... Where we left the hay.

Burned.

Burned to the ground.

Monsters.

Vester McCarthy.

I knew he'd try something like this.

It's the Mooleys.

I bet you it was their dogs I heard...

Yeah, but Vester's behind it all.

Never mind that now.

We've got to get the cattle fed.

Whist!

Watch out there, lads!

Dogs, lads, dogs!

Go on!

Keep the cattle together!

Watch your backs!

Keep the cattle together!

Hold 'em! Hold 'em!

Keep 'em on the path!

Clear the way!

Careful!

Move!

Go on!

Keep moving!

Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup!

Come along now!

Keep 'em out of the swamps!

Watch that one there.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

I thought you could use a rear guard!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ah, rector.

'Tis god himself who brought you here.

Well, actually, it was a motorcycle.

It was the Mooley's doing, all right.

We can't stay the night here.

We'll have to push on to Bessie's.

She'll have fodder there for them.

Can we make it by nightfall?

If not we'll go in the dark.

The wagon will lead the way

to make sure of the path.

Tom don't like the dark.

Do you, Tom?

Shut your trap.

Always been scared of the dark. He has.

Ever since he was little. I said shut up.

He used to beg me... "Please

"don't blow out the light, Jack.

Please leave it on." All right. That's it.

Never do much harm

to each other, though, do they?

It's not for the want of trying.

It's more a matter of skill, I'd say.

Look how wide they throw their punches.

Not the proper way at all.

Now, you take the punch of the great Joe Louis...

Short and straight as an arrow.

You must be talking

about the right hand, then, are you?

Yeah. Because, you see, the left hand...

Well, to my knowledge, anyway...

The left hand comes

from a much more roundabout route

but the devastation can be just as complete.

Madam, you surprise me with your knowledge

of the manly art.

I'm a lifelong student

of the ways men do their damage.

I'll go on ahead to see if the coast is clear.

And what about these battlers here?

They'll tire of it soon enough.

Hello in the house!

Are you the army? Is it?

I'm Mark doran

and I'm here in advance of a herd of cattle

on the way to Trallock.

Good. I heard you were coming.

Algie! Algie, you can come back now!

'Tis only a lad from beyond the ways!

Come back in, love, and put some clothes on!

Yeah.

You can rest yourself.

Until your cows arrive!

He's a deserter from the army, god bless him.

That's why he fled into the field.

There's a patrol after him.

You didn't see any soldiers, did you?

No.

Good. If they catch him

they'll beat him to a pulp.

That's just for beginners.

Are you related to him, then?

Never saw him before last night

when he turned up shivering on the doorstep.

Do you expect me to turn him away?

A fine-looking

lad like that?

Hmm.

Sit down, love, and have a nourishing cup of tea.

He's dressed like that

because I'm dying his trousers another color.

Those are army boots.

They're sure to recognize them.

When he leaves, I've promised him these.

Mmm.

So... where are you headed?

England.

He's joining the British army.

You're running away from one army

to join another.

He's got his reasons, don't you, love?

They catch me

and it's 18 months

in cork detention center.

I've already spent 116 days in there.

I can tell you, it's no place for a human being.

And what did you do to get put in there?

Well, if stealing army socks

and selling them to needy farmers is a crime

then I'm a guilty man.

Hmm.

But where they sent me

hell is a picnic by comparison.

And he wants to fight...

What's that fellow's name, love?

Hitler.

He wants to fight someone named Hitler

and he don't even know the man.

Oh. Uh...

Right.

Come on.

You're joining the British army.

Take the king's shilling.

Betraying your own people.

Traitor.

One for the books... Short and to the point.

Seems to me the Mullaney brothers spend more time

on their back than they do on their feet.

You can turn me in, but I'm telling you now

you'll have to kill me to do it.

I'm not going back to that hole

and I have nowhere else to go since the wife took sick

and died of the consumption.

When she died, the end of her

was the end of me, so...

I'm going to join the war

because maybe something good

will happen to me

and because I’m a fully trained

Vickers machine gunner, and in the British army

that's worth an extra ten and six a week.

No hard feelings, huh?

We're not turning you in.

And if you want to come along...

Yeah.

Why not?

We could use an extra man...

Especially one with spunk.

That's true.

♪ if I was a blackbird ♪

♪ I'd whistle and sing

♪ and I'd follow the ship that my true love sailed in ♪

♪ and in the top rigging, I'd there build my nest ♪

♪ and I'd pillow my head on his Lily-white breast ♪

♪ I am a young maiden, and my story is sad ♪

♪ for once I was courted by a brave sailor lad ♪

♪ he courted me strongly by night and by day ♪

♪ but now my dear sailor has gone far away ♪

♪ he promised to take me to donnybrook fair ♪

♪ to buy me red ribbons to tie up my hair ♪

♪ and when he'd returned from the ocean so wide ♪

♪ he'd take me and make me his own lovin' bride ♪

♪ his parents, they slight me and will not agree ♪

♪ that I and my sailor boy married should be ♪

♪ but when he comes home, I will greet him with joy ♪

♪ and I'll take to my bosom my dear sailor boy. ♪

Thank you, Bess, for all you've done for me.

Now, that's a thank you.

Go on, go on.

Move along, fella!

Come on, now, let's go.

Jay...

Get up, now.

You never said the Cunnackawneen.

You only said a hill.

It is only a hill, same as any other.

It's not like any other.

It's haunted.

I'm not paying you to stay the night on it

just to graze your animals there.

We can camp down here at the base.

Look, I don't care where you camp.

I want your animals occupying the summit

so's nobody else can graze there.

Until when?

A couple of days, no more...

What we agreed upon.

...it wasn't three days...

...says never go near them...

There's no going round; It'll take too long.

We'll never get to the fair in time.

We got to go over that hill.

Then let's just go up there

and drive the donkeys off.

That means a fight with the donkey men.

We can take care of them.

No. No fighting.

Those donkey men won't go up on top.

They're too afraid.

They're afraid of the little people...

"Tiny, blocky men

with ferocious strength

and naked as newborn babies."

So?

So...

He's little.

So are you.

And, um, begging your pardon, but you're no giant.

Yes!

What's that?

What's what?

I heard something.

It's the animals.

No. It was closer.

One of them

strayed down the hill.

It's no animal. It was no human either.

It's the little people!

They're driving away the herd!

Run for your lives!

Whoa!

Algie, algie...

You know, algie, you may be a good machine-gunner

but you also make one devil of a leprechaun.

I thought you might have a use for this.

Thank you.

You'll be moving out

early in the morning, I assume.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I'll be back tomorrow,

bringing up the rear.

Any provisions

you might need?

Can I come with you?

I've got some business.

Come on.

Shh!

Are you all right?

Is there trouble?

Everything's fine.

Will you marry me?

In the middle of the night?

I have a plan for us.

Is it too cold for you? You're shivering.

I'm not shivering; I'm waiting.

I don't want you catching cold.

I'll catch the pneumonia

if you don't soon tell me this plan of yours.

Okay, listen to this.

We don't ask your father and we don't tell him.

He finds out in the tea leaves.

We elope.

That's your plan?

We run away?

It's not exactly running.

It's not exactly staying either.

Would you stop splitting hairs, Annie?

We're almost to Trallock.

We're going to get there.

I know it now as sure as I know anything.

I sell the cows, we'll have the money

and then there's a railroad at Trallock.

We slip away without anyone noticing.

We get on that railroad train, and we're off

to Dublin or cork, and there we get married.

Without ever telling him? We tell him when we get back.

And what makes you think he won't tear off your head then?

Because I'll be his son-in-law.

And you think he draws the line at relatives?

I think he would not want

to deprive his daughter of a husband

who might already be the future father

of his only grandchild.

In other words

his previous objections would be

as they say in a court of law, moot.

I will meet you in Trallock.

Can you dream of a better plan? It's perfect.

Now, do think that way, he'll give us his blessing?

I would like that.

I know he will...

Given the passage of time.

We marry, and you keep your head on your shoulders.

You make it sound cowardly.

I don't mean to.

Well, maybe it is.

I wouldn't want a headless husband...

But I'm not sure I like the sound of that word:

"Elope."

Will you forget the sound of it?

It's the fact of it you'll like.

We'll be married, Annie.

It's all that matters.

Trallock... there she is.

Is that an army lorry you see?

Aye, with soldiers around it.

Ah, looking for me, I'm sure.

You can catch the train to Dublin from there.

Yeah, I hope so.

Then I can get out of this accursed country.

You're starting again.

Look, I didn't mean...

This country is not a curse

and I won't have you talking about it in that way.

Listen, I love this country... Honest, I do.

Some of the people in it, I don't like.

You know, there were times when I doubted

we'd even make it this far.

You've done a great job, Mark.

We've done it together.

Oh, no. You planned it.

You're the leader.

They all look up to you.

Eh...

Oh, come on. Look, I hate modest men.

They're no use to themselves or anybody else...

Always looking for a bushel to hide their light under.

You'd prefer a braggart, then.

No.

I like a man who knows what he is.

Suppose he doesn't like what he knows?

Then he changes it.

There so much more in you, Mark, than you know.

Thank you, auntie Maeve.

And I didn't say that

just to put a smile on your face

either, I can tell ya.

Hiya!

Up! Up!

We could get trapped.

It's so dry.

Make you thirsty just to look at it.

Cross there and they start a fire.

Roast beef?

We have to do it, though.

It's the shortest way.

No. We'll find a route

along the river...

Cross if we have to.

We can't afford the time, Mark!

We could get there too late.

You said it yourself... We've got to take the quickest way.

We must be, god willing, tomorrow.

It's too big a risk going through that field.

Better to lose a few in the water than the lot in fire.

We don't know there will be a fire.

We've got to get there.

We'll get there.

Before the best places are gone?

What's the point in getting there

if we've no place to stand cattle?

We've got to take the quickest way

or it just won't be worth it.

He's got a point, you know?

We'll have come all this way

for naught.

Might as well stayed home

and sold them to vester.

I say we push on through

and damn the fire!

They'll follow you

no matter what decision you make.

I don't know, Maeve...

Don't know if I'm cut out to be a leader.

It's too late for that now.

What if I decide wrong?

You'll be human like the rest of us.

And there'll be a lot of dead cows.

Yes, but it'll be your decision.

This was all your idea, wasn't it?

A great cattle drive to Trallock.

Well, we're not there yet.

You know, I was right in not wanting you along.

Well, there's no time for that.

Come on. Just make your mind up, will you?

Make your mind up.

We're all waiting.

I say we cross the river.

Thank you!

We'll find a trail

and come back for the rest of youse.

Ha. Good luck.

Up!

Good.

There should be a place to cross up ahead.

If we get that far.

Uh-oh. Trouble.

You there, hold up!

Have you seen anything

of an Irish soldier around here?

I'm looking for a deserter.

We haven't seen him.

We wouldn't tell you if we had.

Then you'd be

breaking the law.

It wouldn't be the first time

and wouldn't be the last time.

That's enough, Maeve.

Then you confess to seeing him.

Confess?

Did I confess?

My eyesight must be really failing me.

I didn't notice you had

your collar on backwards.

I told you, we haven't seen him.

And I know your lying kind.

You miserable lot wouldn't give the time of day

to a man in uniform.

Who are you calling miserable?

Or does it take one to know one? Maeve...

I am a respectable woman, in case you haven't noticed

so go stuff a sock in it!

All right, get down off there.

I'm taking you in. You're taking nobody.

I told you, we've seen no deserter.

Now, you can take our word

or you can explain to your superiors

how you got a bellyful of buckshot

from interfering with honest farmers.

Well, just in case

you happen to see the little weasel

tell him sergeant Rowley was here

and I've got a nice, warm bed

waiting for him at the center.

Let them pass.

"Bellyful of buckshot"...

That's very good.

I was dying for you to shoot him.

Eh, he's only doing his job.

Yeah, but he was enjoying his job.

Would you have shot him, do you think?

Well, you're a peaceful lad

like your dad, god bless him.

We'll never know now, will we?

True.

Go on!

Move along! Hup!

Yup! Yup! Hup!

Yup! Yup! Yup! Yup!

Come on!

Hup! Hup! Hup!

Keep going!

You're looking in the wrong direction.

He'll be coming from over there.

You look for the fire.

I'll look for the sergeant.

Don't worry, algie.

We won't let him take you.

You don't know sergeant Rowley.

He's the devil himself.

I can tell you, when I'm around that man,

I can smell the fumes of hell coming out of him.

That's why I know he's near.

There's that same smell in the air.

Algie...

I can smell it right now.

That's what you smell,

and it isn't your bloody sergeant!

Fire!

Come on, lads! Before they're trapped!

This way! Come on! Come on!

Through here! Go on! Hup! Hup!

Hurry now!

Hup! Hup!

Move! Move! Move!

Algie! Algie! Come on!

Keep them out of the fire! Move! Move!

Move! Come on!

Down to the river, lads!

We're not far! Go on!

Come on! Keep moving!

Where's the river?!

Hurry, lads!

I can't see it!

Watch out!

It's up ahead there!

Straight ahead! Straight ahead!

Go on! Move! Move!

Move along now!

Hurry, lads! Come on now!

What are we going to do?

Where are we going to take them?!

Draw them here!

Draw them here!

Come on!

This way, lads!

Bring them down here now!

Bring them down!

There's a Mooley!

Come on now!

Hup! Hup!

Hup! Hup!

Keep moving.

Come on!

Keep together!

Hey!

Yeow!

Hey-yup!

Yup!

Come on!

Let's get the wagon!

Made it.

Good work, Mark!

Right again.

Smarty-pants.

Look at them stupid animals.

Like nothing at all happened.

You think they'd be grateful to us for saving their hides.

Maybe they know... only to lead them to slaughter.

This isn't over yet.

Yeow! Yeow! Yeow!

Mark...

No...

You're not going anywhere.

Empty your pockets.

What's that you've got in your hand?

Give me that.

Give me that!

Look...

Enough matches to fire the whole country!

Well, you know, I thought that even the Mooleys

wouldn't do this.

Give me that.

Give it to me!

What are you going to do?

What does it look like? I'll let them

say their prayers. I'm not a pagan.

You're not going to shoot us!

Oh-oh! I think she is.

She can't! She's a woman!

I don't think that'll stop her.

Did you ever hear the phrase, "ladies first"?

We were only trying to scare you!

Well, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Lying before you meet your maker.

Now, wait a minute now.

You're a sportswoman, are you not, madam?

I am a sportswoman, sir!

Then you'll give these poor fellas

a sporting chance.

And what would that be?

Give them a run for their money.

Give them a space of 50 yards

before you start shooting.

50?

40, then.

Enough to give them a chance, and yet give you

a fair shot at them.

40 paces it'll be, then.

Count yourselves lucky to have met a true Christian female

not indifferent to distress

and with a fine sense of sportsmanship.

Will you do the counting for me?

It would be my pleasure.

Any last requests?

Start at the count of three

and remember, after 40 paces, you're fair game.

Ready?

One...

No! No! No!

Two...

Three!

Look at them!

Go on!

Go! Go! Go!

Yeah!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Now all we have to do...

...is finish off the Gobberleys.

Ah, you'll need a plan

for the Gobberleys.

Can we borrow your motorbike?

That's my nephew.

Head full of plans.

Of course.

And your revolver?

With pleasure.

And might you have bits and pieces of your uniform

from the previous war?

I haven't fit into them for years.

We'll find someone who will.

Are we going to start a war?

But I need a man with a military bearing

someone who can pass as a soldier.

Look no further.

No. It's too dangerous for you to be seen.

If you get caught...

When are you planning this mission?

The Gobberleys get there at dawn.

I know sergeant Rowley.

He'll still be sleeping off

the effects of the night before.

I'm your man.

Don't know, algie.

It's the least I can do

after what you're doing for me.

I was a good soldier, you know.

I just couldn't take the abuse.

Good morning, Mr. Gobberley.

And the same to you, Mr. Gobberley!

Look out!

In the name of the republic, I declare this ground

to be the property of the people of Ireland!

The republican army!

I order all imperialists

to quit this ground this instant minute

under pain of death!

Just a minute now.

I hope nobody was shot that didn't deserve it.

Come on. Let's get these animals

where they're supposed to be going. Come on.

Hey, yup, yup, yup, yup!

I'm for the republic, man!

I am a good republican!

We'll see about that!

Leave this place at once!

God save the republic!

It was the republican army.

I know it for sure.

The daring of it!

The suddenness!

Here one minute, gone the next!

It's their calling card, all right.

Did you see the jig they had Bill Gobberley doing?

The look on his face.

He'll go a long time living that down.

Here we are.

He's not defying them, is he?

Okay, lads.

Drive them in here.

Good morning to you, sir.

I'm Mark doran.

This is our cattle, driven here to be sold.

If we inconvenience you

in any way, please let me know

and it shall be rectified at once.

But this... What just happened...

Those men with the guns?

Whoever did what, I trust no one got hurt.

With god's help, here we are

only hoping to get as good a price as possible.

Well, now... at this hour

I think this calls for a bit of breakfast.

And a warning.

Only a few minutes ago,

I saw a young fella here

taking off bits and pieces of a uniform

and throwing them into the sidecar of a motorbike

and then scooting off around the corner.

Now, in fact, you have been duped.

They're no more the I.R.A. Than I am.

You have accomplished what no man has ever done before

but as I told you, there will be retribution.

When do you think they'll come?

Well, they'll size you up first

make sure they've got the advantage.

But come they will.

You've upset 200 years of their lording over everyone else

and the Gobberleys can't afford to take that lying down.

Now, they'll have knopsticks as well

and maybe a pocketful

of nice, roundy stones

handy for pelting cattle and them that drives cattle

and for sure and certain

Bill Gobberley will have a Blackjack up the sleeve of his coat

and no man knows better how to use it.

And there's many a farmer's boy

with a fractured skull would testify to...

Hello.

Could I please trouble you for another

bit of bread, sir

to mop up the last of these lovely eggs

and perhaps counter the chill that just came over me.

Ah... your job's to watch out for the Gobberleys.

Are you seller?

I am.

Ah, so you're the lad that chased away the Gobberleys.

Mm-hmm.

By god, I never thought I'd see the day

and you know what?

I won't quibble with you anymore than I would with them.

He don't quibble and that's the gospel truth.

He offers you a price and you takes it

or leaves it.

What's the price?

Two pounds, two shillings a head

for the bullocks

and that's a price that won't be around by noon today.

You'll have to do better than that.

It's a fair price.

Leave him alone. He knows what he's doing.

Hey! Hey, hey! Come back again.

Come here.

Now, listen, this is my final offer.

43 shillings and six pence a head.

Yes!

44 shillings

and six pence a head.

Ah, blast it.

No, no, no, I won't.

Give him an even 44 shillings

and let that be the end of it.

Listen, I'd rather cut his throat from ear to ear

than to give him another copper.

Give him 44 shillings and he'll give you decent luck money.

Yeah?

Say you will, sir?

I will.

We've got a deal.

You have a deal.

But you'll bring them up to the station for that.

I will.

And you'll bring back the receipt

and if you want your money

I'll be paying out in durango there all day.

Just ask for Kevin Donnelly.

They all know me there.

Good luck to you, lad.

Thanks, Mr. Donnelly.

That's just for the bullocks!

Oh, terrific!

I think that's great. Great, huh?

That's why we came.

Price. Oh, yes!

Too old.

Too old?

He's no older than me friend here.

Never heard his wife complaining.

Yeah.

Then maybe you can find a buyer for him.

Thanks.

That was a kind and generous remark, Maeve

and I'm sure god won't punish you for telling lies.

It's a well-known fact, Philly, that the lord permits

a little stretching of the truth.

You know, when it's a part of the negotiations, like.

Remember now, watch your back.

Keep a sharp eye out at all times.

Keep your head down, algie.

You the supervisor?

I am. How many?

65 head.

There you are.

Steady, algie.

Steady.

Agreed.

Good. Thanks.

Algie...

Now.

You're safe.

The supervisor's a tenderhearted soul.

He thinks you're running away to visit your sick wife

when they wouldn't give you leave.

I couldn't tell him you were joining the British army.

He'd probably hand you in himself.

Here... take this.

He'll smuggle you on as soon as the train starts.

Take it.

You'll need to buy a ticket.

It's your share for helping us on the drive.

God's blessings on you and the rest.

Keep your dander up.

- Hello, lads. How are you? - Nice to see you.

Have a good day, now.

Thank you.

How are you getting on with your heifers and your Weanlings?

Not too bad.

We're getting a better price than we would back home.

Well, let's hope for our sake

that this coming war doesn't end too soon, huh?

Aye.

Double Vester's price.

It was a grand idea of yours, Mark...

A grand idea... And you carried it off.

We all carried it off, Philly.

It wasn't just me alone.

You should go into politics.

Ireland needs a lad like you

with vision and guts.

That's all very well, but our journey's not over yet.

I mean, what are we going to do about the bull here?

I can't bring it back to Fergus.

I promised him

I'd look after it.

Think of the shame.

For him or the bull?

We could give it to the church for penance.

Penance for what?

There's always a sin

to do penance for.

There'll be no trouble here

or I'm calling the civil guard.

Don't worry.

If there's any trouble, it'll be outside not inside.

Who's in charge here?

I am.

Is that shorthorn bull out there yours?

He is mine.

Do you put a price on him?

You thinking of buying?

I mean, is he valuable to you?

He is.

He shot the bull!

He shot the bull!

You blackguard!

You blackguard!

I gave my word I would mind the bull.

You'll pay for him.

I'll pay you nothing for him.

You owe me for that bull.

I owe you for your dirty tricks.

But I’m a fair man

as all here can testify

and I will offer you a fair deal.

One of your men against one of mine

fair and square.

One man against the other.

If your man wins...

I'll pay you for the bull.

Fair fight or rough and tumble?

Rough and tumble.

I'll take him on.

No.

I can lick him.

I'm in charge here.

If there's fighting to be done, I'll do it.

I'm the fighter here, not you.

That's why I might have a chance.

Choose your man.

My little brother

if that's agreeable?

Whoever you say.

Joe.

Oh, no. Would you look at the size of him?

That's nobody's little brother.

Mark, you don't stand a chance

against the like of that.

This is not worth even the price of the bull.

It's not about the price of a bull.

Well, what is it about?

Privilege.

Privilege.

To the finish.

To the finish.

To the finish.

Well, if you're going to fight

check it's a fair fight.

Come on, Joe, don't let me down.

Come on now, Mark.

Stand up to him. Stand up to him, Mark.

Go on.

Miss, miss, miss.

- Come on. - He's only a kid.

Come on.

Bide your time, Mark.

Come on, Mark!

That's it. Stay with him, Mark.

Go for him, boy.

Come on, Joe.

Come on.

He's tiring.

He's not the only one.

Go on!

Hands up, Mark.

Come on and flatten him.

Go on.

Go on, go on.

Go on.

Choke the life out of him!

Joe, Joe, Joe, what are you doing?

Come on.

No!

I'll get him myself

you dirty lying thief.

Maeve!

Come here!

Look out!

Annie!

Huh?

Annie!

Where's my Annie!

Mark doran!

Where are you? Where are you?

Father!

You!

Mark doran!

Behind you!

No, no, no, no.

Mark doran, where are you?

Mark doran!

Where are you?!

Where is my Annie?

Your face...

Oh, that.

You should see the other fella.

You're bleeding.

We'd best get on the train.

Thanks for getting her here.

The rector bought me a flower.

It was sweet of him.

Just call me cupid.

But, Mark, is it the start

you want for yourselves, running away?

Annie?

I'm here.

So is Fergus.

He's come looking for us.

Can I help?

You can get the train

started quicker.

We'd best go.

I'll see if I can calm Fergus down.

He won't refuse a drink

from me.

Thank you.

Go on now.

You'll be fine...

Once you're on the train.

We sold them all, you know.

Got a good price for them as well...

Even more than I'd hoped.

That's wonderful.

Except for your dad's bull.

Oh?

He got shot.

Oh.

And then there was a bit of a fight.

Nothing much.

A difference of opinion.

Was it so terrible, the trip?

It was an adventure, all right

but I learned a bit, though

about what I can do.

Eloping's not the same, you know...

I mean, the same as running away.

After all, we'll be coming back.

I'm here, Mark.

But you're not happy about it.

I'm happy to be with you.

I want to be what you want me to be.

I want you to be who you are.

Tickets, please.

Tickets, please.

Are we fully on the move?

We are

unless that's an earthquake I'm feeling.

Seat's further along.

Did the Gobberleys pay for him?

No, not a shilling.

Well, I'll have words with them.

They'll pay quick enough

after what we did to them.

Wait here.

Well, well, well...

We're getting married, Fergus...

Annie and me.

We'd like your blessing

but we're doing it with or without.

We love each other.

Fergus, he's my flesh and blood.

Please, don't start.

Whist!

Face-to-face.

That's what I said.

Running off, both of you.

Cowards!

Stealing away

in the middle of the night.

You want my daughter?

You want Annie?

Is that what you want?

Well, then, face me like a man!

He is facing you.

Hmm? You stay out of it, girl!

Don't talk to her like that.

What?

She's my wife...

To be.

She's got a right to be heard.

She's my daughter.

That is my Annie.

Yes, father

and I'm Mark's Annie as well.

For I will be his wife.

What are you lot staring at?

You have my...

You have my blessing.

What are you waiting for?

All of you... The celebration's on me.

Whoo! Drinks for the house.