All language subtitles for Beloved Enemy 1936 Henry Codman Potter - Merle Oberon, Brian Aherne, Karen Morley, David Niven, Jerome Cowan DualEng

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Lu�s Filipe Bernardes

Dispatches from Limerick and Cork.

Be careful.

Tell the boys that Dennis Riordan said he'll
be down there himself before Christmas.

I will, Sean.

- Ready to go, Mike?
- Yes, Sean.

Two for Glengarry and one
for the I.O. at Killarney.

- Give my best to Dennis Riordan.
- I will.

Sheila, I've been watching you
since your brother was arrested.

- Please be careful.
- Don't worry, Commandant O'Brien.

They'll never catch me.

How much ammunition
have we sent to Cavan, Morris?

- 2000 rounds.
- Kildare?

250.

What about the attack on
Templeogue barracks?

Dennis Riordan will give us our
instructions when he gets here.

- After big fish tonight, sir?
- As big as they come.

- Dennis Riordan's the ringleader.
- Riordan, sir?

I thought nobody knew
what he looked like.

Here's where we find out.

A raid! A raid!

Put a line to the recruits
and come on.

Light it.

Quick.

They'll be on us in a minute!

Yes, and there's enough here to hang Dennis
Riordan and destroy the movement entirely.

- Sean! Sean, what do we do?
- Burn everything.

Kevin!

Kevin, get down to the hall
before them and try to hold them off!

All right, break it in!

Open the door!

Come on in and get us!

Sean!

Break it in!

Cathleen, darling...

Open this door!

Tell them to move back.

They were brave men.

No sign of Dennis Riordan as usual.

What filthy use are these blind raids...

...when our Intelligence Service
can't even describe the fellow?

- Dennis!
- It's Sean.

Together with Humphries and Murphy.

They did it themselves at Headquarters.

It was a raid, they were trapped, they
had to do it. They had to do it, Cathleen!

They did it?

If the records were found, it would
have meant the lives of more than three.

Perhaps the end of the cause.

Where is he? Can I see him?

No... I'm afraid not.

- Oh, Cathleen...
- They were all crazy!

No, no, they were brave men!

You're crazy too, Dennis Riordan,
you wouldn't understand.

He was my husband. I loved him.

- I know, I know...
- What do you know about love?

You've never let it come near you!
You're married to a cause!

What good is your cause
to me now... he's dead?

Mother.

Mother. Mother.

Take hold of yourself, Cathleen O'Brien.

What was that great noise, Mother?

It's over, boy. Go to sleep.

It's all over now.

Is Daddy home?

No, Jerry.

Then can I sleep in the big bed
till he comes?

Yes.

They're right down the street.

Did you see this?

Lord Athleigh and his daughter
arrive from London tomorrow.

Well, now, after what happened tonight,
the boys will give him a merry reception.

Bombs.

Bombs talk loud and long.

I vote we make a demonstration
tomorrow...

that will blow his lordship off
the face of the earth...

...and rock the very foundations
of Ireland.

It would that.
And that's why we'll not do it.

And who's to pay for the loss
of O'Brien and the boys?

It's not for us to make war upon a diplomatic
representative of another country.

We're not a handful of conspirators but the
government of a free people, remember that.

Lord Athleigh comes with clean hands.

And we'll receive him with clean hands.

We'll be buying trouble and shame
if we blow up an innocent man.

And who's to say he's innocent?

We didn't stop to argue that when I threw
the bomb in Phoenix Park.

You threw the bomb?

In 1886 and it hasn't exploded yet.

It's in the Castle Museum.
I saw it there meself.

The bomb I have in mind for his lordship
will never see the inside of a museum.

Nor will it see Lord Athleigh.
And the decision's been made.

- And who made it?
- As chief of staff, I made it.

And it will stand.

But also arriving is a shipment
of munitions.

And that's another matter entirely.

- Munitions?
- Patrick, what plans have you made?

A little reception at the North Wall.

We'll block Ashley Street with cattle and
ambush the lorries as they enter the square.

Eighteen men, Patrick?

That was for the little reception
for Lord Athleigh

Now we'll only need ten.

# She'd a dark and roving eye #

# And her hair hung down in ringlets #

# A nice girl, a decent girl #

# But one of the richest kind #

# She's a nice girl, a decent girl #

# But one of the richest kind #

- Seasick?
- Not a bit.

Good girl.

- I don't need that.
- You do need that.

Oh, well, just over the shoulders.

Look. peaceful enough from here.

One nation, one people,
divided by a strip of water...

...and hatreds that men build.

Nonsense. All one Empire.

Lord Athleigh.
Wireless for you, sir.

Oh, another one of these things.

Thank you.

- When do we land?
- Tonight.

- Lord Athleigh.
- How do you do, Loder?

- You remember my daughter.
- Why, of course. How do you do?

How do you do?

Colonel Loder, my ADC, Captain Preston.

How do you do?

- Your car is just along here.
- Oh.

- Well, Lady Helen, welcome to Ireland.
- Thank you.

- Where are the Irish?
- Oh, precautionary measures.

- Looks like open warfare to me.
- Well, it is, practically.

- Martial Law, you know.
- I regret it.

You can't deal with people
until they have their civil rights.

Here's your car.

- What's all this?
- A matter of precaution.

As a matter of principal I see
no occasion for it.

But I assure you there's real danger.

I've never ridden in an armored
car in my life.

- Have it remain here.
- But what about Lady Helen?

- It looks rather stuffy to me.
- Yes.

I'm afraid you'll have to find us
something more civilized, Loder.

- Dennis, Athleigh's just landed.
- What?

They're holding the munitions
till five in the morning.

Athleigh will run straight into
Callahan's ambush.

After your orders,
Callahan wouldn't dare!

If I know Callahan,
he'll call it an accident.

All action will commence
from here.

The men on the roof opposite
will not fire until after the explosion.

Ready?

- Don't fire.
- It's Dennis.

Watch the way you drive, old friend!

Six men this way!

Just an accident, sir, nothing wrong.

Put up your hands!

- Sergeant, search this man!
- No time for that now. Take him along.

Very well.
Put him in the lorry.

- Get those cars cleared!
- Okay, sir.

10,000 pounds on his head and he rides
a bicycle into the middle of that.

- Will they let him go?
- They always have.

The nerve of him.

Off from the truck now!

Just an ordinary street collision,
I thought.

Ah, but that's how Riordan generally
starts his infernal ambushes.

Oh, Sir John.

- Ah, Athleigh.
- How do you do, Sir John?

- Glad to see you. Lady Helen.
- How are you?

- My ADC, Captain Preston.
- How are you, Captain?

Come in, you must be tired.
It's a long crossing.

We had a little of a scare driving
up from the North Wall.

- Really?
- We arrested a man, all right.

Bring him in here, Loder.
I'd like to have a look at him.

All right.

Take him inside.

- What's your name?
- Er... Dennis Riordan.

You are taking a dangerous name.

The best is none too good for me.

- Did you find anything on him, Sergeant?
- Only these letters, sir.

No arms.

Thomas Casey.

Medical student.

Well, Mr. Casey, what were you
doing down there?

Well, I was riding my pusher,
peacefully if you please,

when all of a sudden I heard a crash.
Brakes screaming, cars stopping,

so I stopped.

And would you believe it,
I was whisked into a lorry,

pusher and all, brought up here
and asked what I was doing down there.

Typical.

All right, sergeant, let him go.

Very good, sir.

Will they give him back his pusher?

All right, Cedric, let him have his bike.

Good night, gentlemen.

Ay, get a lamp on that pusher!

Patrick.

- Yes?
- The munitions come through at dawn.

Get them.

I have to submit a report
to the government on my return.

And that report must explain
why you can't stop this thug...

...from burning barracks,
blowing up trains,

destroying a complete shipment
of munitions.

Riordan's spies are in the Post Offices,
telephone exchanges,

army, police, even in the castle.

Well, we've given you an army
to catch him with.

We don't even know what
he looks like.

Anything we decide here
Riordan knows in two hours.

I've no doubt he knew in advance the
streets through which we brought you here.

Then why didn't he blow
us all to bits?

I tell you you've got to get this man,
and get him alive.

Good heavens, can't you do
your shopping in London?

- Yes, when I'm in London.
- But I tell you it's not safe.

Colonel Loder said I might go.

Listen, I got closer there!

Hey, stand back there, stand back!

Now what's going on back there?

Get out of there! Get out...

- Go on, take me.
- What happened?

This one here was inscribing
statements on the car.

Calculated to incite and foment.

Page 95 paragraph 4.

Don't you know you shouldn't do that?

Did you hurt yourself badly?

Let me see.

I was a Red Cross nurse once.

And even the other side
didn't mind if we helped.

Hand me my bag, please.

I'll take you home.
Where do you live?

Well, what's your name?

Can any of you tell me who
this little boy is and where he lives?

It wouldn't be telling if you just said
the name of the street, would it?

Then I could drop you off
at the corner.

Would that be all right?

- They're taking it up in the council.
- I see.

Good!

- I hate you!
- You hate me? Why?

I suppose you have a reason.

My father's dead because of you.

Because of me?

Well, because of your people anyway.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

- Mrs. O'Brien?
- Yes.

He's hurt!

It's nothing serious,
he just fell and hurt his knee.

Bring him over here.

Don't worry, the cut's nothing at all.

- Are you all right, Jerry?
- Yes, Mother.

- Will you wait outside, please?
- Thank you, milady.

Thanks for bringing him home.

Would you like to have
a doctor see him?

We can manage for ourselves, thanks.

She's nice, Mother.
She has a pretty smell.

- You must be very proud of him.
- He's like his father.

Stand back here, can't you?
Stand back, get away from the car.

Go on, get out of here.

Take your hands off.

Blimey, can't you here me,
you fellows?

Keep an eye on the front.

What's all this going on,
you know?

Go on, get away from here.

Could I be of any assistance,
Mrs. O'Brien?

Well, Jerry, what is it with you, hm?

Have you called a doctor?

I should think a medical student like you
could do well enough with a bruised knee.

No one but the English
can understand English jokes.

Jerry, I feel that you will live.

Madam, I'm afraid this is the wrong
part of Dublin for you.

We both seem to have the habit of
popping up in the wrong part of Dublin...

Mr. Dennis Riordan.

You've a frightening memory
for names.

I wasn't likely to forget that one.

Jerry had best be resting in bed.
Would you excuse me a moment?

Now... you all right, Jerry?

Well, there you are, old hero.

- Come here. Come here.
- What?

- She called you by name.
- Oh, that's all right.

I was pulling their leg last night.
It means nothing at all.

Just the same, you'd better be getting
away from here as fast as you can.

She's not as bad as what you think.
There must be some Irish blood in her.

Well, anyway, we won't be wanting
her calling on you again.

- She wouldn't do that.
- I'll just make sure.

Get out of there, can't you?
Get out!

Go away, will you?

Is there anything I can do for you?

Ay, you can keep your
benevolence to yourself.

You shouldn't have come here at all.

I brought Jerry home after
he'd been hurt.

Of course it was all a trick to get into this
home to spy on his family for my father.

We English particularly hate Irish children
whose fathers have just been killed.

- If you would try to understand us.
- I do understand you.

You hate nothing and you love nothing.

You live inside your stuffy heads
where no feeling ever enters.

You people think you can kill us
and still be our friends.

It's an amazing kind of people
you are.

With ice in your hearts.
Now, will you be kind enough to go.

If you mean I'm not an unreasoning
maniac like yourself, I'm glad I'm not.

I came here because I wanted
to help these people.

But you're blind to everything
except hatred.

Shame on you. You don't want to be free
of us. That's not really what you want.

- All you want is to fight!
- Oh, calm yourself, Lady Helen.

Fight for the love of fighting
till you're all dead.

You needn't be so harsh about it.

Whew! I imagine that's the first
time in history...

...the Irish ever had to ask
the English to calm down.

Beg your pardon, milady. There's sabotage
and damage going on outside.

I'll have to hurry to a garage
or I won't get there at all.

- May I stay here, please?
- Yes.

Thank you, milady. I'll be at Portobello
barracks should you need me.

The crowd outside's getting thicker.

The military will be around
sooner or later.

- You'd better get out.
- Right.

Cathleen.

Will you lend Lady Helen
your bicycle?

- It's in back of the house.
- Can you ride a bicycle?

Yes... must I?

We don't like crowds hanging around
in front of our houses.

- I'll be showing you your road.
- But what about her car?

Well, she can telephone the barracks
when she gets home.

Come along, Lady Helen.

- Goodbye, Mrs. O'Brien.
- Goodbye, milady.

But, really...

- Must I?
- This way.

- But I don't see...
- And quietly now.

Why did you say you could cycle?

You've done 20 miles already
to my one.

- Are you tired?
- No.

But you don't mind stopping
for a minute while I fill my pipe.

You said you were going
to show me my road.

That's what I've been doing.

You've shown me a good deal, but...

I think I can find my way
back now.

Oh, I don't think so.
You'd never get back to Dublin.

Back to Dublin?

- Then this isn't Phoenix Park?
- All Ireland is a park.

And all the Irish loafers are in it.

I don't see why I should have to cycle
all over Ireland just to get back home.

I shall explain.

From Cathleen O'Brien's house
there are two roads.

The first would have meant
cycling through busy streets.

And with your kind of cycling you would
have been killed for certain by a lamppost.

And this is by far the most
pleasant road.

And only ten miles longer.

( In Gaelic )

- You don't understand Gaelic.
- No.

And music, an enormous rumor,
spreads across my weary island.

Who wrote that?

I did.

- What does it mean?
- I don't know.

I only just have time to write poetry,
must I know what it means?

- Are you hungry?
- No.

I am. And there's not a place
for tea for a mile.

Would you care for a hatful of berries?

Yes.

Oh, these are fine.

What do you do besides
going to medical school and...

...writing poetry you don't understand?

Would you really want to know?

On second thought,
I don't believe I would.

Suppose I tell you what I'd like to do.

As if I could stop you.

It's a farm in County Galway I'd like.

With some fine pigs and horses
belonging to you.

And a spirited woman in the house
making a great clamor all the day and...

And children driving me crazy
with their goings on.

In County Galway, where they rarely
hear all our troubles.

I wish I had that farm.

I hope you will some day.

Do you now?

Then maybe you'll meet me
at Dublin Market tomorrow.

I'll be buying the first pig.
Will you help me pick him out?

No.

Well, here we are.

I'm sorry I can't go
all the way with you.

- Business takes me elsewhere.
- Thank you.

- And goodbye.
- And, um...

And you won't meet me
at the market tomorrow?

- No.
- Oh.

Wait!

How will I return the bicycle
to Mrs. O'Brien?

Well, why not ride it back tomorrow?

All right, I will.
Thank you and goodbye.

And you won't meet me
at the market tomorrow.

No.

Oh, wait!

If I ride the bicycle again tomorrow,
how will I get back again?

- Ride it back.
- But how?

I have it. You take mine
and I'll ride it back.

But how will I get yours back?

Meet me at the market tomorrow.

Never mind, I'll ride it back now.

At 4 o'clock by the pig stalls.
I'll be waiting.

No!

Did you think I wasn't
coming back, milady?

I'll be ready to leave in a moment.

I was a bit longer than I expected.

There were things put in
as well as took out.

Mrs. O'Brien!

- Mrs. O'Brien!
- She's not here.

- Hello, dearie.
- Hello, miss.

What a lovely voice you have.

Oh, that's nothing at all. You should
hear me in the choir at High Mass.

I brought you something.

Oh! Thank you, miss.

I, um... I don't know if I should take it
from an Englishwoman.

Oh, that's all right.
We're all friends now.

Is the trouble all over then?

Not quite.

Well, thank you very much.

Isn't that fine?

Look, Jerry, will you tell your mother
I brought back her bicycle?

I had a lovely ride with, er...

With who?

I don't know what you call him,
but I call him Dennis Riordan.

Mother says we're never
to call him that anymore.

Then we shan't.

Goodbye, Jerry.

Goodbye, miss.

Will you be coming back tomorrow?

We'll see.

Helen, where have you been?

- Hello, Gerald.
- We've been terribly worried about you.

I'm sorry.

Helen.

Helen, you'd better go right upstairs.

- What?
- Well, it's your father, he...

Gerald!

I don't imagine it's anything
to worry about. Tired mostly.

- Hello, Father. Resting a bit?
- Yes, I'm a little tired.

- And discouraged.
- Discouraged? You?

This is the most hopeless position
I was ever in.

I can't concieve a more
dreadful situation.

War is always a filthy job, Father,
you know that.

War? Dennis Riordan and his
murder game.

Pulling our men out of bed in the middle
of the night and slaughtering them.

Sneaking up from behind
with revolvers and bombs.

Fanatical madman.
You call that war?

I should be amply justified in recommending
stamping out the whole revolt ruthlessly.

But I shall be charged with racking
the people of Ireland.

At a time when they need help
against these infamous thugs...

...who are solely responsible
for all this destruction.

Father...

- Father.
- Yes, my dear?

I think I know where Dennis Riordan
will be tomorrow.

- Sir, the Intelligence officer.
- Gentlemen.

We have information that the man
we arrested and released...

...the night of Lord Athleigh's arrival
may actually be Dennis Riordan.

He's expected at Gregory Street Market
at 4 o'clock this afternoon.

Scatter your men throughout
the market.

I'll be there myself
to point him out to you.

Yes, that's all.

Hey you over there!

Buy some of these fine eggs.

One and six a dozen.

Look now. A lovelier bunch
of celery I never saw.

I don't like the look of that buyer
over at the next stall.

Oh, the celery's going to your head.
Come on.

That's the man all right.

Eggs I have.

All these nice fresh eggs
one and six a dozen.

- Well, I'll have two pounds.
- Two pounds of green apples...

Run, Tim.

Hey!

- We're grateful to you.
- Up the rebels!

Most ridiculous thing I ever heard of.

Thirty men were detailed
to arrest that fellow...

...and they let him slip through
their fingers.

Makes us all look like fools.

Now we shall never know
whether your suspicions were right.

Well, whoever he was, he escaped
in the Dennis Riordan tradition.

- Did he?
- The whole thing's preposterous.

Excuse me, Father.

- Have we any other business?
- Meeting adjourned.

Well, good night to you, Dennis.

I'll drop by in the morning,
I want to see you.

Let me know what happens.

Good night, Henry.
Good night, Liam.

How can you find time to be ambling
around Gregory Street market?

You have a great responsibility,
Dennis.

You must be more careful.

Good night to you, Dennis.

Now, um... about that market place.

What about it?

I wonder if you're wondering
what I'm wondering.

What is it, Tim?

That was no ordinary roundup
as I looked at it.

That's what I was wondering.

Why were they after you?

Perhaps I was too covert
the other night...

...when I was bragging to Col. Loder
that I was Dennis Riordan.

And after thinking it over for
a couple of days, as English will,

he decided I might be meself.

And wanted to ask me again.

That's not what I was wondering,
Dennis.

- Well, Tim?
- Well,

I was wondering if there was anyone
beside you and meself...

...who knew you were going
to be there.

I was thinking there must
have been somebody.

There was somebody, but I pledge my life
she had nothing to do with it.

- She's English.
- You're right, Tim.

Everything tells me that she didn't,
but I've got to know.

And there's only one person can tell me.

Herself.

Herself.

In view of these daily crimes,

including the destruction of the
railway bridge and the lines at Skerries...

...which occurred last night,

I feel that the only solution
to this problem...

...will come through military
rather than diplomatic action.

Type that yourself.

And mark the envelope private
and confidential.

Yes, sir.

And may I say, sir,
I agree with you entirely.

Hm, do you?

I had a long talk with Helen last night.

Did you? So did I.

She has a rather compelling way
of presenting the Irish point of view.

Hm, she didn't compel me.

Yes... will that be all, sir?

That's all.

I persuaded her to play some tennis
this afternoon.

Good. Get her out into
some fresh air.

Keep her from being so compelling
about the Irish situation.

Yes, sir.

- Good morning, Mrs. Macy.
- Good morning, milady.

# ...a decent girl #
# But one of the richest kind #

But I can't help feeling
that you did come to the market,

and that you waited,
and were disappointed in me.

But if you believe, as I do, that we...

- Captain Williams, Intelligence Service.
- Good.

- You will replace Lady Helen's chauffeur.
- Yes, sir.

We are very anxious to keep a very
close watch on her movements.

For her own protection, of course.

Your orders are to advise me by telephone
of her exact whereabouts while in the city.

Yes, sir.

That's all.

Hello, what's all this?
No tennis?

I'm sorry, Gerald, I've got to go out.

You're not shopping again.
Now, really.

- You'll only throw it all away.
- I won't be gone long.

Our man's driving it now, eh?

It's all attended to.

Wait here, please.

21 Pembroke Street.

She's left the car and taken a taxi.

- 21 Pembroke Street.
- Right.

Wait on the corner.

This may be it.

Surround the entire square
with your men.

My men will raid as soon
as she leaves the house.

It's important we make no move
until after she's left.

- You understand that?
- Yes, sir.

Is Mr. Casey in, please?

Come in, Miss.

All right, Tim.

I didn't think you'd come.

I shouldn't have, but... I had to.

Can I take your things?

Thank you.

I'm glad to see you here,
Lady Helen.

Are you?

You don't seem very glad
about being here.

No, I can't pretend to be.

I'm having some tea.
Will you have milk in yours?

- No.
- Sugar?

No.

You won't have any tea at all, then.

No, thank you. I'm sorry
you went to all this trouble.

I can only stay a minute.

What's the matter, Lady Helen?

You come only for a minute,
you won't have tea.

You apologized in your note
for not being able to see me yesterday.

Yes, I was very upset.

Believe me, I couldn't help it.

If you hadn't written that note, I...
I should never have seen you again.

- Why not?
- I know you're Dennis Riordan.

Jerry told me... without knowing it.

That's how they knew you'd be
at the marketplace yesterday.

I can't apologize.
It wouldn't mean anything.

Because I'm not your friend.
I'm your enemy.

Did you tell them you were
meeting me here today?

No.

Did you look to see if anybody
followed you from the lodge?

No one followed me.

I haven't betrayed you... today.

Why did you come here at all?

I thought it would be honorable
to come and explain why I did it.

But now that I'm here, I...
don't feel very honorable about it.

I can't explain it at all, except that...
what made me do it was stronger than I was.

Inform on a man.
And then tell him about it.

You're a strange woman.

Maybe I'd have done
the same thing for Ireland.

But I wouldn't have had the foolish
courage to tell you about it.

Please try not to hate me.

It's not you I hate.

It's everything outside this room.
And all the things that have done this.

Don't go.

I must.

Because even if you don't hate me,

what I've done proves
that we can never be friends.

And we must never see
each other again.

You know that now, don't you?

Yes.

Yes, I know it now.

But all the years after
you've been gone from here,

I'll be thinking what might have been.

And maybe... it would be good to know
if we both thought of it the same way.

Maybe it would.

Every evening for a month I'd have
asked you to meet me at the hilltop.

What would you have said
when I asked you?

I'd have said thank you.

And all through the summer evenings
we'd have walked together in the hills...

side by side, not talking much,

but we would have.

And one evening I'd have put my arm
around you...

...and asked, walking alone
in the moonlight,

What would you have said then?

I don't think I would have said anything.

And then we would have walked
slower and slower,

and stopped.

And I'd have said,

it's an honest and a beautiful
woman you are.

- Please, don't...
- I'd have said,

I love you.

I love you.

And after we were married,
we'd be on our farm in County Galway.

Riding fine horses together.

And us laughing crazy all the day.

- Please, please don't.
- And in the evenings,

us sitting down in our own cool house,
with a country tablecloth on the table,

and a white bread
and a strong red tea in our cups.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Darling, God help us both.

- You've surrounded the entire square?
- Yes, sir.

Keep it so. Don't let anyone enter
the house without having orders from me.

Yes, sir.

- You heard that?
- Yes, sir.

There isn't any England or Ireland.

There isn't any world outside this room.

Ay, that's what I was thinking too.

I never dared dream of you
all my life.

Ireland was the only woman
I ever knew.

Ireland was my mother,
my sister and my wife.

In your slow English way,
are you ready to say it now?

Yes.

Say it.

I love you.

I love you.

And Dennis, whatever happens,

I want to be with you always.

- And when peace comes...
- And when peace comes,

I'll begrudge every minute of every hour
on every clock in the world...

...until it comes.

And when it does and we're together again,

we'll throw time out into the streets
and shut our windows on it forever.

Have a look at the street.

I don't like it. Tim, go down
and take a look at the back.

You brought them with you.
You betrayed us just as you did...

- No!
- Tim, lose your tone!

You've done it properly this time.

- It's a raid. They may not come in here.
- They couldn't have followed me.

Don't worry, darling,
it may be nothing at all.

Oh, I'm so frightened for you.

If they're after me, they won't start
searching with you in the house.

You just stay here and wait,
you'll be quite safe.

And you?

It isn't the first time I've been
through this country.

Move on, please.
Keep moving, please.

Move along there.

Not a sign of him yet.

- Do you see any soldiers?
- No.

Are they letting anybody
into the street? Any women?

I can't see anything but men.

All right, men, hurry along!
Quickly now!

Hurry along, men!

And we talked of peace.

We can't get out. The lane in the back
is blocked up from St. William's Place.

We'll take to the roofs and hope
to reach the corner. Go on, Tim.

It's come for the last time,
darling.

Oh, Dennis.

Look, up there!

All right, go ahead.

Break that door down.

They can be waiting for us
at the corner.

We'd better make them think
we're going that way.

Come on.

Now we can go back.

Keep low.

Straight up! Up to the roof, men!

All the way up, men,
all the way up!

Come on, men, come on!

All right then, get his friend.
Take him along!

Keep on trying. Every house, every room.
Bring every man you find to me.

Yes, sir.

That's not the man.
Hold him for questioning.

If I die before you do, Dennis,
do me a favor?

Make sure they don't bury me
hanging up.

Oh, that was a near thing
today, Dennis.

And no wonder we weren't
killed entirely.

That drain pipe was quick thinking.

I'm grateful to you.

But on the other hand,

come to think of it,

and there was a long time for thinking
on that drain pipe,

Neither you nor I should have been
in this neighborhood in the first place.

You know I'd die for you, Dennis.

If I was dying for the cause too.

Have you forgotten the cause, Dennis?

Have you forgotten O'Brien?

He died for you too, Dennis.

And Danny Callahan, Murphy,

and the eighteen lads at Duneen
and the ones before them.

Have you forgotten them all?

Tim... on my honor.

I will never see her again.

Your word is good enough
for me, Dennis.

- Well, goodbye, Sir John.
- Goodbye, Athleigh.

Gooodbye, Loder.

- Glad to be going home, Gerald?
- Yes, I am, sir.

I used to complain about the traffic
noises outside my flat at night,

I don't think I'll mind them
so much now.

The clatter of those wretched buses
and taxis will seem like country choirs.

Enough room, Helen?

Yes, Father.

It's just our luck to be blown to pieaces
before we reach the ship.

Disgraceful state of affairs.

As soon as those at home realize that
half-way measures accomplish nothing,

the sooner all this will be over.

We're not at war, we're not at peace.

It should be one or the other.

Have you decided which
you recommend, sir?

Yes, I have.

Drastic military action.

We mustn't feel like this
toward one another, Helen.

I want you to know that my decision
to return home tonight...

...was not due to what's happened today.

I'm not punishing you.

We've been too close to one another
for me to think of doing that.

Though I can't pretend that
the whole incident...

...hasn't been a shocking
nightmare for me.

It's quite beyond my understanding.

There's no need for you
to understand it... now.

You mean by that that it won't
happen again?

Very well.

The best of us go off the rails
now and then.

The main thing is to get back.

It's my fault to some extent. I should
never have let you leave England.

Father, don't talk to me
as if I were a child.

I've done nothing I'll regret.

Nothing compared to what you've done.

Helen, what are you talking about?

You came to Ireland to make peace.

What kind of peace is made
with drastic military measures?

Bullets in their bodies
and grenades in their faces.

Is that a way to stop bloodshed?

Helen, control yourself.
You're talking nonsense.

Is it nonsense to think that you can mow
down the young men of two countries...

...and not leave a hatred
that will last a thousand years?

Why don't you treat them
like human beings?

Can't you see what war will mean?

Can't you see?

No indication, I suppose,
the way Athleigh feels about this?

I saw him last night.
Couldn't get a word out of him.

Perrins, I know what I'd recommend.

- We all know.
- Yes.

- Good morning, gentlemen.
- Good morning.

Here we are.

Don't hope too much, my dear.

Everything's ready, sir.

Thank you.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, sir.

- Hello.
- Good morning, Perrins.

- Good morning, gentlemen.
- Good morning, sir.

Well, Athleigh?

Gentlemen, I regret to report
the complete failure of our present policy.

Our military program is inadequate.

There are two courses open to us.
Prepare for war,

or make some attempt to arrive
at a peaceful solution.

And gentlemen, I recommend,

rather than suffer the loss
of thousands of lives,

our young men as well as theirs,

that we invite their representatives
to London under a truce.

- I can't agree to that.
- Gentlemen, please listen to me!

What?
Oh, ginger beer. Good.

Well, I imagine they'll be
in there another hour.

Oh, come on, let them
do all the worrying.

Now, the rumor is that Mr. Perrins
is calling for ginger beer.

Mr. Perrins always calls for ginger
beer at about the half-way mark.

He seems to sense it.

Helen, if you could take your mind off
this big problem of Empire next door,

I should deeply appreciate
a little personal diplomatic advice.

- Gerald, this isn't going to be another...
- Another what?

Oh, no, no! Strange as it may seem,
you're on the outside this time.

Someone else?
Oh, I'm so glad.

I don't like the way you
gladden so quickly.

It is odd that I pestering you should
now be pestered by somebody else.

Not back in London one day...

...when she pounced on me for luncheon,
tea dinner and late supper.

But I thought you were
with Father yesterday.

Yes, but not for luncheon, tea,
dinner and late supper.

- I see.
- Now, the point is this, now.

She's insisting that I have breakfast
with her tomorrow...

...and that's where I need
the diplomatic advice.

Because I'm not sure whether
she needs me to drop in for breakfast or...

...be there for breakfast.

Well, why don't you ask her?

I don't imagine you're jealous?

No.

- Good news, sir?
- So far.

- Father.
- We've agreed to talk it over with him.

You've done it! That's wonderful!

Don't be too optimistic, my dear.

It'll only be a temporary truce,
nothing may come of it.

We've merely guaranteed them a safe-conduct
if they'll come here for conferences.

- But they must.
- Oh, Athleigh.

- How do you do, Lady Helen?
- How do you do, Sir Henry?

I've just been talking to Thornton.

Of course, as I said in there, I don't
believe Riordan or any of them will come.

They don't want to talk.

But if they should,

Thornton would like you to give
a formal reception and all that.

- You know, the night they arrive.
- I'd rather not.

Naturally, but he seems to think
you're the only candidate.

Well, we'll see.

Goodbye.

Yes, my dear. If they come,
he'll be with them.

And I shall hold you to your promise.

Now we stop and give up everything
we've fought and plead for.

Stop now for a few meaningless
words on paper?

- I'm against it.
- All they ask is a conference to negotiate.

They offer a full truce and a safe-conduct
to London for our delegates.

London, is it?
And why London, Dennis?

What charm does London hold
for an Irishman that Dublin doesn't?

Negotiate, me eye!

I'll give them my terms
in a one-word telegram. Freedom!

The sight of us in London as willing
and anxious to speak for our cause...

...and to fight for it might be more
impressive than your one-word telegram.

London, London, you seem to have
London on the brain, my boy!

Let them come here to Dublin to beg
if they're so sick of fighting.

- What's their alternative?
- Is there an alternative?

War!

War, is it? And what
have we got now, a country fair?

Patrick, be quiet!

I'm shopkeeper enough to believe
that's their asking price.

What will they settle for?

It's best to my thinking
that we sit down with them.

What do you know about diplomacy,
any of you?

When they get you in your hands,
they'll twist you crosswise.

If it's a vote, I'm in favor.

- All right, let's have the vote!
- Before you vote, men, think.

What have we to lose
by talking with them?

This is the first time they've even
recognized our existence.

And they've only done that
unofficially.

But it's a step.

And I'm voting for a step that leads to peace
in farms and homes, and freedom.

I ask you to take that step.

Ay.

Ay.

Ay.

Ay.

Ay.

Well... Ay.

His Excellency the Ambassador
and Madame DeMora.

- Helen.
- Good evening.

Hello, Athleigh.
Have you had any word of our friends?

Nothing, except that they
arrived this morning.

It's rather late.
Awkward if they don't come.

Names, please?

( In Gaelic )

Donoghan O'Meheran and, um...
Dona... di...

Never mind, just say six men from Ireland.

Six men from Ireland.

What impertinence.

Some day they'll call this history.

Welcome to England.

Do you know my father Lord Athleigh,
Mr. Riordan.

- How do you do?
- It's very gracious of you...

...to be entertaining the Irish delegates.

I thank you.

Do we have to stand and be stared at
as though we were a lot of wild beasts?

Let's go back to the hotel.

We'll stand our ground.
Let them be uncomfortable.

Hm, everybody seems to be
shrinking away from them.

It won't help our first
session tomorrow.

No, sir. I'll introduce some people
to them and see what I can do.

Mrs. Maul, will you come down
and help us, and Mr. Maul?

There seems to be some slight hiatus.

Let me see... Michael, come on.
And will you bring them.

Mr. Riordan, I'm Preston, Lord Athleigh's
ADC. How do you do?

Mr. Burke... I don't think you know
many people here.

Mr. and Mrs. Maul...
Mrs. Burke...

Here I am, up to me axles in mud...

Helen, could you tear yourself away
for one moment?

- Excuse me, please.
- Oh, certainly.

I think you're neglecting your duties
as a hostess.

Oughtn't you to look after
Mr. Riordan?

Hello.

Hello.

You're so beautiful.

Darling, if I could touch
your hand now.

Darling, if only you could.

We can't see each other alone.

I gave my oath.

I had to do something like that too.

Helen.

- Good night, dear. It's been delightful.
- Thank you.

- Good night, my dear.
- Good night.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Perhaps I'd better go too.
- No.

Please don't.

It's torture seeing you like this.

It's better than not seeing
you at all.

What things in your life happened
in that room?

That's where I played the harp
when I was fourteen.

In a pink dress.

And, um... in that one?

My mother's sitting room.

I used to say my prayers in there
before she died.

And then for ten years,
I never went into it once.

Until now.
And do you pray there now, for peace?

And for you.

I pray there for you.

Dennis.

- We must be going.
- Oh... yes.

Yes, of course.

Come, we're leaving.

- Good night to you.
- Good night, sir.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Good night, miss.
- Good night.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- Good night, Lord Athleigh.
- Good night, Mr. Burke.

Good night, Mr. Burke.

Good night.

- Good night, Lord Athleigh.
- Good night, Mr. Riordan.

Good night, Lady Helen.

Good night, Mr. Riordan.

Hm, seems to have gone
off pretty well.

Of course you never can tell
what they're thinking.

I must speak to Thornton.

Dennis.

Dennis.

In the matter of territory and boundaries,
we've conceded point after point.

Conservatives have become liberal,
and liberals have become radical...

...in our efforts to arrive
at a satisfactory conclusion.

There is a limit beyond which
we cannot go.

You see that, gentlemen.

Just as you should realize that
there must be a limit to everything.

It refers to yourselves as well as to us.

For our part I may say we have met
with open mind and honest intention.

But you are reaching for the moon,
gentlemen, and we can't give it to you.

There must be some common
meeting ground.

Gentlemen, you forget
we're instructed delagates.

You've granted minor
concessions, yes.

But you continually avoided consideration
of what we actually came for.

You knew what was in our minds
when we came.

We hoped it was in yours.

Come on, boys, let's go home.

Gentlemen, please.

We are tired.
Our vision is blurred.

The fate of millions of people
lies in our hands.

I urge the leniency of our friends.

And I beg the continuance
of this conference tomorrow.

I hold on little hope that anything further
can be accomplished, Lord Athleigh.

The issue between us is clear cut.

But before we all take
an irrevocable step,

we'll consent to one more meeting.

Very well, adjourned to tomorrow.

We didn't stop to argue
when I dropped the bomb in Phoenix Park.

I'm afraid it's absolutely...

How do you do, Lady Helen?

How do you do, Lady?

How do you do, Lady Helen?

Helen, your father is a bit done in.

Father.

Oh, it's nothing, nothing.
Tired, that's all.

- Gerald, order the car.
- Yes, sir.

Take this.

It's hopeless.

This truce has made matters worse,
much worse.

It's given Thornton time to prepare.

Prepare?

All the machinery of war
is moving tonight.

Tanks, destroyers, men.

Thousands of men.

I don't know.

Worse than I would have recommended
if there'd been no truce.

And all because a few words stick in
the throat of the man who could prevent it.

You must have known when you came here
the best you could get is a compromise.

- Let them compromise!
- Oh, man alive.

They've offered us more now
than we ever honestly hoped to get.

Let me remind you, you were sworn
to demand everything or nothing.

Why... I've no patience with you.

There's no need of arguing.
Dennis Riordan holds the deciding vote.

- And we know his mind.
- Ay.

There'll be no treaty on their terms.

Dennis!

Where are you going
at this hour of the night?

I've been cooped up in rooms
with people for four days.

I want to go out by meself.

Dennis.

A word.

- You're not considering...
- I'd like a little fresh air.

- All right, I'll go with you.
- No, I want to think by meself.

Dennis, perhaps I don't know
what's on your mind.

But I do know this, Dennis.

You took an oath.
And if you break that oath,

you'll be a dead man the moment
you set your foot in Ireland.

I took an oath to preserve my country.

Good night, Liam.

Good night.

Whitehall 4566, please.

- Yes?
- Is Mr. Riordan there, please?

I fear you've made a mistake.
There's nobody here by that name.

Mr. Dennis Riordan, please.

He popped out for a walk.
Around the square, he said.

- Was he alone?
- Um... yes, miss.

Thank you.

I believe I'll take a bit
of a stroll myself.

Dennis.

Oh, I...

I didn't know whether it was really you
or whether I imagined it.

You're that strongly in my mind.

You're in my mind always.

As if you were in the same room
but just out of sight.

I swore not to see you alone.

We're two very small people
in this very large world.

Darling, surely we can hurt no one if we
stand for one moment together in the fog.

They generally give a man who's going
to be hanged that much consolation.

Why do you say that?

It's my vote that will decide for us.

And I'm racking my brain
and my heart for an answer.

I can't forget the lads who died
and all they fought for.

Is it wrong to remember those
who want to live?

Yes, if we fail the dead in order
to bring ease and comfort to the living.

Freedom has always been bought with lives.
Until we have that, we have nothing.

- But they're offering you that.
- No, no, they're offering us a compromise.

Yes, a compromise that will give you
the right to live your own lives.

Oh, Helen.

Dennis, I'm only saying what your
people would say to you if they could.

They wouldn't think a few words are worth
all the heartache and bloodshed.

- That's a woman's argument.
- All right, I am a woman.

There are Irishwomen too.

They'd not send their men out to die
for a few words and a treaty.

That's not enough to die for.

And every woman in this world who's
seen her man go out to fight knows that.

You're talking in a teacup,
don't say any more.

I'm talking like a human being
if that's what you mean.

You talked like one yourself once.

Once you said...

you would grudge every minute...

...on every clock in the world
until peace came.

Leave me alone, Helen!

My dearest.

Darling, forgive me.

All of this goes so far beyond us.

We are nothing.

Whether or not we hurt each other,
or whether we live or die.

That's not important now.

It's the right of a whole people
to live and be happy.

Dennis, help them.

Extra, special session!

It's all over, they're coming out now.

- Did they sign?
- I don't know yet, I wasn't in there.

Dennis.

Did you sign it?

- Yes.
- Oh, my darling.

It must have been right,
or God wouldn't have let it happen.

- I wanted peace for Ireland.
- Oh, I'm so glad it's over.

There's nothing to keep us
apart anymore, is there?

Oh, my poor solemn one,
it's over now, over!

Hm.

I must go. I have to take the treaty
back to Dublin tonight.

- Let me go with you.
- No, no.

Oh...

Will you come and sit down with me
just a moment?

Oh, my dear.

Dennis, dear,

we're two free people at last.

And soon we can go
to our farm in Galway.

And ride fine horses all day.

Set the table in our own cool house.

Eventually we might even
kiss each other.

Helen.

What's the matter?

I have so much to say to you.

And no time to say it.

I shall love you with all
my heart forever.

Can you remember those words?

I shall love you with all my
heart forever?

- Dennis, what do you mean?
- No, no, no.

No, we're not going to say goodbye.

Ever.

Dennis!

I've come to respect that man.

The bravest man I've ever known.

Heaven help him.

Father, what's wrong?

When he signed the treaty, he admitted
he was signing his death warrant.

Death warrant?

- He's going home to great danger.
- What?

The fanatics of his own party.

They'll turn against him as a traitor.

Athleigh, congratulations, my dear fellow.

I never thought it was possible, Athleigh.
He did a fine thing that man.

I understand evacuation
will begin immediately.

Rather different to what
we'd planned, eh?

Yes, I don't know what my party
will say after all those concessions.

What time does the next boat train
leave for Dublin, please?

The last tonight has just gone, miss.

Mother, is the trouble all over?

Yes, dear, it's all over.

Right this way.
Cars! Cars!

Cars, right this way.

Right over here. Right here.

This way to the cars. This way
if you need a car, lady.

Right here, right here.

Oh, come in.

- Mrs. O'Brien, I must find Dennis Riordan.
- He's speaking at a meeting tonight.

- Where, where can I find him?
- Oh, Lady Helen, I wish I could help you.

- They're all distraught.
- I must stop them.

There's nothing we can do, Lady Helen,
nothing Dennis can do.

Liam Burke is a hard man.

Where can I find him?
Take me to him.

- They won't listen to anyone.
- They must listen to us.

Please help me.

You must know what this means to...

Yes...

We'll try Ronan's Hotel.

The longer we allow that traitor to live,

that much longer must we
hold our hate in shame.

Dennis Riordan sold you out.

And I demand that he pay for his
treason tonight. Are you with me?

- Ay!
- Just a minute men, let's not be too hasty.

It's our own conscience we'll answer to
if we make a mistake.

What mistake can there be with
a man who would betray his country?

- And betray it because of a woman.
- Woman? What woman?

- Lord Athleigh's charming daughter.
- Are you sure, man?

They were together the night
before he signed the treaty.

I saw them on my oath,
I saw them.

And as soon as he'd signed it,
he ran to her again.

He's making another speech
at 8 o'clock.

Patrick Callahan.

You have very little time.

- I think you know your duty.
- I do.

No!

I will do it.

Very well.

- Who is it?
- Cathleen O'Brien.

God be with you. I'll be waiting.

Mr. Burke.

I've come to...

It...

It's about Dennis Riordan.

There'll be no talk of
Dennis Riordan in this room.

Please listen to me, Mr. Burke.

He's your friend.
You're his friend.

- I was.
- We all were.

You were in London, Mr. Burke. You know
he fought for everything he could get.

He signed for peace.
Peace, Mr. Burke, you know that.

- He betrayed us.
- He hasn't betrayed you.

He saved your country for you.

Take a good look at her, men.

This is the woman who did
what all of their men could not do.

That's not true.

- To win you he sold out his country.
- Ay!

Is that what you told them?

That's not true.

He didn't have to sell out
his country to win me.

I love Dennis Riordan.

And he loved me long before
he ever went to London.

Have you heard enough.

Can't you see what he's doing?

He's filling you with hate for
the one person who can help you.

He's twisting everything,
he's lying to you.

Oh, please.
Please, I beg of you.

You can't kill him!

You can't!

I think we've heard enough
from this alien.

Let's find Dennis.

But all they fought for will be lost,

unless you, who will enjoy the for peace
for which they struggled,

will make their peace a permanent
and a lasting one.

There are among us some men...

...who still believe that Ireland
is not yet ready for peace.

And it is my hope that I may
live long enough...

to prove to them that what will
be gained in the future...

...will depend no longer upon gunpowder,
and upon hatred,

but upon the peaceful understanding
of our people.

Ireland's youth.

Young Ireland and our future leaders
have inherited a great responsibility.

You must build a free and
healthy Ireland.

Your future under the treaty...

...is a brighter one than any Irishman
has ever known.

But it must be held wisely and sagely.
And above all,

it must be built in peace.

Erin go Bragh!

Darling.

It's all right, it's all right.

He's asked for you.

Dennis.

Helen.

I knew you'd come.

It's funny,

no matter how many times
we say goodbye to each other,

we always turn up together again.

Shut your eyes and be very quiet.

I will not.
I want to look at you.

Your hair is such a fine color.

I never had the time to tell you.

You will.

And I like the way you walk.

Not looking where you're going.

Some day you'll fall down
and break your lovely neck.

We'll never talk about anything
important again.

Never. And, darling...

We're going to have our chance now.

We're going to live the way
other young people live.

Aren't we?

Dennis.

It's all right, darling.

I'm not going to die.

I good Irishman never does
what's expected of him.

Oh, darling.

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