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Other side! Let us pass!
Buntin, you landlord ***!
Herbeautiful eyes
Were a terrible curse
Three days in his grave
she ran off With his purse
Lads! That bloody landlord
Buntin's on his way in.
All hell's breakin' loose!
Death to all landlords!
I hope they kill him.
Would you look at that ***,joe?
Landlord, you sinner!
Between your lungs
there's neither heart nor spirit...
but the lump ofyour own
swallowed money bag!
He'll never get over that one,joe.
You're a blight on this country
that never belonged to you!
Out!
Out, you robber!
Hey,joe.
Come on. Are you hurt,joe?
Danty, take me home to my sons.
Stand still, you ugly animal.
Whoa.
Whoa, you ugly--
Damn you!
Aw, to hell with you!
- Colm!
- What?
Will you look at our little brother?.
He can't keep hold ofhis ***.
Sweetheart ofa child,
slaving away.
Is it not enough,joseph,
you plowed all that muck down there?
My ambition's a little grander
than yours.
- A couple oflazy cows.
- Oh, ambition, is it?
To breakyour back on land
that isn'tyour own?
It belongs to the landlord Christie.
Hold yourface up, lad.
Now, come on.
Give us something we can aim at.
Just *** off, the pair ofyou.
There's a goat over there.
- Go improve your love life.
- Now, come on,joseph honey.
Just a nosebleed's all we're asking.
I've no wish to fightyou.
Try pummeling me,
you arrogant son ofa ***!
Get him, Pad--
Watch him!
He's riled up now!
Hold still, now.
Stand up,joseph!
Lads, yourfather's been damaged!
You're here,joe.
Da!
Yeah, and he took on the enemy
with his own bare hands--
fifty ofthem, armed,
and with hideous guns.
And your father--
he walloped them all...
one by one, the whole lot ofthem.
And I killed off a fair share myself,
to tell the God's truth--
Quiet, Danty Duff, for once.
Yeah, well...
humble as I am, I'll keep that part
ofthe story for another time.
How are you feeling now, Da?
My soul is departing from me,joseph.
- Don'tyou talk thatway.
- I'll talk anyway I please.
- I'm dying, I tell you!
- Well, you can't die.
- We need you here, Da.
- Need me? What for?.
Herbeautiful eyes
Were a terrible curse
God bless your soul.
Poorjoe Donelly.
We'd be as well to sell off a thing
or two now that the old man's gone.
Is that any way to keen
over the death of our father?.
Misery's a personal matter, joseph.
We don't need any instruction.
Thanks.
Sure, he's left us
with a huge debt of rent on the land.
We'll begin to settle our debt
when we harvest the land.
Grow the potatoes and pick them
yourself,joseph, you ambitious boy!
- You son of a--
-joseph!
Jesus and the saints preserve us!
We thoughtyou died, Da.
I did, son.
I passed away.
Butyou're talking to us, Da.
And your eyes--
they're looking about.
I was as dead as a stone,
I tell you.
Now shutyour mouth
before I die again.
Well, I am--
Come here!
I've come back
to tell you something.
You're an especially odd boy.
You came back from the dead
to tell me that I'm odd?
You have all kinds of oddities...
clattering around in your brain.
So had I when I was as young as you.
But dreams, my boy,
in this poor corner ofthe world...
end up in a glass ofale.
No. Not my dreams, Da.
I'll work my own land someday.
Without land, a man is nothing.
That's it. Yeah.
Land is a man's very own soul.
A miracle--
that's whatyou're looking for.
And by God, ifyou manage it...
your old da will be
smiling down on you...
from heaven above.
Herbeautiful eyes
Were a terrible
God bless your soul, joe Donelly...
for the second time.
God rest your soul, Da.
Say nothing to them, lads.
This country's ours.
They don't exist.
What dead man is this?
You needn't answer,
but hear these words.
I represent Mr. Daniel Christie,
who by right oflaw...
owns this land
and all improvements upon it.
Rent on this property
has not been paid.
The warning's been given thrice.
Keep walking, lads.
Our father's being buried today.
*** are burning our house!
That will do.
Where is this landlord Christie?
I wantjustice forwhat he's done.
There's nothing I like better...
than the glow of ***
in a young fellow's eyes.
It has a terrible go of rust on it.
I've only killed chickens and pigs
till now.
He's a pig and a chicken in one,
the same Daniel Christie.
Here, now.
Give him a proper taste of death.
Yeah. Landlords.
Captain Moonlight.
Don't pretend you know what Captain
Moonlight means, 'cause you don't.
It's the code, the rebel code.
Now thatyou've heard it,
keep it to yourself.
Don't breathe it to a living soul.
Do you understand?
Captain Moonlight,joseph.
Off to kill your landlord, eh?
Blow the ***'s head off!
Don't be afraid to kill him.
Assassinate the ***!
It was too good to be kept a secret.
Do you know which end ofthe gun
to point at the gentleman?
He'll shoot himselfin the balls,
I'll wager...
and come hobbling home in tears.
Good-bye, Colm.
Good-bye, Paddy.
Good-bye,joseph.
We'll see you atyourwake.
God bless all in this house.
God bless you, son.
Down from the north, are you?
Or perhaps the east?
West ofhere, maybe?
South.
I prefer to keep my business
to myself, ifyou please.
Very wise.
God bless you, everyone.
Ah, bless you, sir.
- Whiskey for everyone!
- Oh, great!
How are you, sir, tonight?
Oppressed.
That's the word for me.
I live in a house
that's stuffy and dull...
and worse, I've a wife
who forbids me to drink.
- God help you.
- I crave adventure, boys.
If I had wings,
I'd fly to the stars.
Your good health, sir.
Good health, Mr. Christie.
Liven up, lad.
You're too young to be brooding
in your ale.
What places you
in this small chapter ofthe world?
He's keeping himselfto himself,
that one.
Oh, then it's one oftwo things:
enterprise or love.
It isn't love.
Rest assured ofthat.
Then you're a man ofbusiness...
like myself.
But I warn you...
it's brought me nothing but misery.
I'm lost in a fog
of commerce and compromise.
I'd trade it all away
for 1 5 minutes off reedom.
Freedom is a rare thing
in these parts.
It is.
- It is, indeed.
- Oh, indeed it is.
To a long and happy life...
Mr. Christie.
God bless you, lad.
Whyshould I expire
Forthe fire ofany eye
Though foolish menyou slay
For thee I shall not die
Your beauty andyour name
Will never conquer me
What have I done
Hello...
souls of the departed...
what a disappointment
I must seem to you all.
Oh, no. Here we are-- home.
I recognize these hedges
by their dullness.
O Woman, high off ame
Though men have died for thee
This is a difficult ***.
Good evening, Mr. Christie.
Take the horse.
Shannon, I saw you galloping
in the fields.
Dignity, Shannon, Dignity.
A lady must always be civilized,
even when she rides.
No one saw me riding, Mother.
- I sawyou!
- Yes, Mother.
"A lady must always be civilized."
She never leaves us alone,
does she?
No, she doesn't.
There. Go on. Good girl.
Is somebody there?
Stay right where you are.
Don't flutter an eyelid
or I'll stab you.
I'll stab you through.
Father!
Jesus!
Father, help!
I've been all but ***
and slaughtered!
- What is it?
- In the stables!
- What's the fuss about?
- It's the devil himself!
- Mr. Daniel Christie!
- Oh, my God!
Look!
Yes?
I'm joseph Donelly...
ofthe family Donelly
thatyou pushed off our land.
What in the name of God
are you talking about?
Prepare to pay foryour crimes.
Good Lord jesus!
Captain Moonlight.
Shannon, come back!
Quickly, find Mr. Chase
and bring him here. Go!
Shannon, come inside.
Shannon, turn around.
Look how black his fingers are,
Mother.
Never mind his fingers.
He's a lowborn blather skite off ilth.
Ifhe's so worthless, then why are you
bothering to dress his wounds?
Our duty is to restore him
to full health...
so he can hear his own neck crack when
he dangles from the hangman's noose.
Turn away, Shannon,
and protect the innocence ofyour eyes.
Of all the days
to intrude upon our peaceful life.
The ladies are coming by
this afternoon for tea.
I'm feeling very sick
all of a sudden.
Mind yourself, Shannon. Those ladies are
models of manners and behavior.
There.
- Nothing happened!
- Nothing happened, indeed.
A poor, misguided robin has
broken a windowpane.
What a manufactured lie.
I was merely dusting
the liquor cabinet.
As ifa bottle in yourvicinity
stood long enough to gather dust.
Now, go upstairs.
I can manage in here.
Oh, look at whatyou've done.
Mary, Mary, Mary Nell
Do you hearyour Wedding bell
Will he love you, Mary Nell
Time and time alone Will tell
You're having a dream.
This isn't really happening.
I want my land!
What became of the man I married?
Some other man's replaced him
and goes about with his name.
A murderous insurgent
underyour own roof!
How horrible!
He's as ugly as sin...
and the most vicious creature
I've ever set eyes upon.
Did you get a look at him, Shannon?
A peek.
Shannon, what is your collar doing?
- It's choking me.
- Well, do it up.
Better to choke
than to be vulgar.
I hear a noise.
Let us hope it's Stephen Chase.
We've come foryour prisoner,
Mr. Christie.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Christie.
Good afternoon, ladies.
Speak ofthe sun
and we see its rays.
Oh, my goodness,
we were so frightened.
Keep calm.
You're safe and protected.
Go back to your sinful card playing.
Hello, Shannon.
Hello, Stephen.
My, how handsome he is.
He's a brilliantyoung man.
He was educated atTrinity.
Of course.
He manages all my husband's
business affairs.
Your daughter is certainly
a very lucky girl.
Yes, indeed.
Shannon, the ladies and I
would like you to play the piano.
I beg your pardon?
Come play something, Shannon.
Something fanciful and nice.
She plays beautifully.
Good gracious, child.
- It's band music, Mother.
- "Band music"?
It's very modern.
It's from America.
Shannon, stay back.
Careful, boy.
Your life's worth little as it is.
You're the ***
that burned my father's house.
I've burned many houses in the line
of duty. Am I meant to rememberyours?
Maybe you'll remember this.
Pistols, tomorrow at dawn.
Get him upstairs!
Go on.
Come, ladies. Let us resume
our pleasantries in the parlor.
Come, dear.
You, too, Shannon.
What's buzzing around inside
that head ofyours, my little monkey?
The day's been disrupted, Father.
Heaven forbid.
I'm running away.
Excuse me.
There's something in here I need.
Perhaps you're wondering
why I'm running away.
Well, I'll tell you.
I'm running away
because I'm modern.
I'm modern,
and I'm going to a modern place.
You're not the only one
who's trapped.
If I stay here, my motherwill turn me
into one ofher stuffy old friends.
No, thankyou.
I'm a little more interesting than that.
I'm very smart, and I'm very modern.
That's all you need to know about me.
Boy, here!
Have a look at this.
Look.
You can't read, can you?
How pathetic.
"Land," it says.
"Land"?
"Wanted:
strong, healthy men and women.
Every resident ofthe United States
is entitled to 1 60 acres ofland."
They've got so much ofit
they give it away for free.
No land is given away...
in any part ofthe world.
In America it is...
and I'm going there.
I'm going to have
a place of my own.
And I will have horses on it,
and I will raise them...
and I will ride them
any way I please.
What do you need more land for?.
You own half of Ireland as it is!
You took it, your people did!
I didn't take it.
You just live here
all fancied up on rent...
and broken backs.
Boy, you said you wanted land.
Ifthat's whatyou want,
then come with me.
Great ships sail
out of Dublin and Liverpool.
But a woman dare not travel alone.
You're brave. You shoot men,
you step on their necks.
When I saw that, I realized
you could be very useful to me.
- Useful, could I?
- Yes! You could be my serving boy.
Oh, I see.
I could polish your boots foryou.
They will need a polish
now and then.
Aye, they would.
And I could make you a cup oftea.
When teatime calls for it, yes.
I'll throw the tea in your face and I'll
*** on your boots before I serve you!
Get out!
- I'll payyou threepence a day.
- Get out!
I've got an appointment in the morning,
and I'm going to honor it.
Ha! You'll neverwin this duel
with Stephen.
We've all seen you handle a gun.
Boy, I am giving you yourfreedom!
I'm not going to a distantworld.
I'm of Ireland,
and I'll stay in Ireland till I die.
That's in about five hours.
These weapons belonged
to my father's father.
His father's fatherwas an ***.
I've asked to serve as your second
in this barbarism.
I appreciate that, sir.
Choose one ofthose things.
You had a good breakfast this morning,
did you?
- It was grand, sir. Thankyou.
- Good.
Count away 1 5 paces.
- One, two.
- This way, son.
- Three, four--
- Ah, fog.
My life is one long mollifying fog.
The land I hold, I inherited.
It manages itself
with a foggy logic ofits own.
Son, I was up thinking aboutyou
all night long.
I knew nothing ofyourfamily ortheir
eviction. I'm sorry fortheir pain.
I understand whyyou came to *** me,
and I don't blame you for it at all.
Fifteen!
Turn, each man, and fire!
I can't see anything!
I can.
Boy! Come away from there!
Shannon, get out ofthe way!
- Assess your stupidity, lad.
- Get away from me, woman!
As you wish.
- Wait!
- Shannon!
Shannon, don't!
Good-bye, Stephen.
"Good-bye"? Don't shoot!
I saved your neck.
You remember that.
Afternoon.
- Thankyou, boy.
- Don't call me "boy."
Sugar.
Two.
You might display some gratitude
considering I paid foryour passage.
I paid, let me remind you.
Oh, good afternoon.
Forgive me if I'm intruding,
but I wonder...
ifyou'd enjoy a gentle stroll
around the deck.
She's drinking her tea now.
There's no need
to state the obvious, boy.
My name's McGuire,
from Boston, Massachusetts.
Oh, you're American.
Irish born.
I went back for personal reasons.
A stroll would be delightful,
Mr. McGuire.
Parasol.
In my imagination,
America is a wonderfully modern place.
- Am I right?
- Modern as modern can be.
The people, the culture,
the industry.
- What about the land?
- I beg your pardon?
This girl's got it in her head
that they're giving land away for free.
That's true. Oklahoma territory.
The west's opening up.
- I told you, boy.
- Can't be good land.
It's the finest in the world.
Seeds flourish in it.
The cattle that grow upon it
are fat as elephants.
How do you get it, Mr. McGuire?
Is it there when you step off the boat?
Oh, no. You have to travel
1,000 miles or so.
When you get there, you'll have to
run for the land in a race.
A race?
Don't lose time in Boston.
As soon as you can,
purchase horses, a wagon and supplies.
Have I upset you?
I didn't expect it
to be so complicated.
We're very fortunate. Any difficulty
can be overcome with money.
Excuse me. I'd like
to speak with Mr. McGuire alone.
Mr. McGuire, I do have money...
but it's in the form of spoons.
- Spoons?
- Ancient spoons made ofsilver.
I'd planned to sell them
when I arrived in Boston.
Well, I can recommend a couple of shops
that will treatyou honestly.
Oh, I'm very much obliged to you, sir.
- Pleasure's mine.
- Thankyou.
May I ask what are you doing
sitting at my table?
I'm eating your chocolate cake.
I see. And what have you done
with my father's necktie?
I flung it into the sea.
It was gagging my throat.
You're just upset because everything
I've told you is turning out to be true.
"Cows as fat as elephants."
I know what that man's after.
I thinkyou should
coveryour ankles.
America.
I'm here. I've made it.
I've arrived,joseph.
I beg your pardon.
United States of America flags!
You're an American today!
Your great friend
Mr. McGuire has vanished.
You want American dollars?
Oh, there he is!
Mr. McGuire!
Over here!
Ah, there you are.
Hey, mister, you Irish?
I can take you to the ward boss.
Need work? Need lodging?
There are people who hate the Irish.
You can't get nothing without the ward
boss. He's the biggest man in Boston.
Go fleece somebody else, boy.
I know the games ofthese shysters.
Come on, Miss Christie.
I'll find you a suitable hotel.
Cab!
Thank goodness for Mr. McGuire.
Take Miss Christie here
to a decent hotel.
Well, you've certainly upheld
your end ofthe bargain.
Good luck, Shannon.
Good luck,joseph.
Need jobs, need lodgings? Ifyou're
Irish, I'll take you to the ward boss.
Hey, McGuire!
- Yes?
- Welcome back.
Oh, my God! My spoons!
They're taking my spoons!
Joseph, Mr. McGuire stole my spoons!
No, please, they're mine.
He stole them from me.
That dead man stole my spoons.
My bag! They're taking everything!
Now I have nothing.
Come away, Shannon.
We have to go.
I have nothing now.
I have no money.
God is punishing me,joseph.
I stole those spoons from my mother
the morning I ran away.
Hey, you! Stand still!
- I didn't do nothing!
- Who's this man, the ward boss?
That's him there,
fighting in the fancy clothes.
Mike Kelly, his name is.
- I'll take it.
- Come on!
Shannon, you should
stand back over there.
Don't shield me,joseph.
It's only a boxing match.
What?
Sorry, Mike.
Mike isn't happywhen he loses.
You distracted me.
You weren't concentrating.
A scrappy Connemara man, huh?
Fresh off the boat.
Follow me.
Notyou, woman.
You just cost me part of a tooth.
- Ifhe gets to go, then I get to go.
- I'm Mike Kelly!
Who is this bit ofa snit anyway?
Yourwife?
- Certainly not.
- Then who the hell are you, lass?
- She's...
- I'm--
my sister.
- Tell me she isn't a pain in the ***.
- Settle your bets!
"Sister"? Our blood's not even
the same temperature.
These people are my kind of people.
And my kind doesn't like your kind.
In fact,
they hate everything aboutyou.
Now...
for some reason or other
I'm willing to lie foryou.
Orwe could tell them you're
a rich Protestant. Might be sporting.
No,joseph.
My brother.
Good.
- What do you call yourself?.
-joseph Donelly.
Well, Donelly, let's putyou
on the road to citizenship.
We'll getyou working
and getyou voting when the time comes.
See how the system works here, lad?
Stop it!
- Leave me alone!
- 'TWas a lady Who took to the street
- Her name Was Biddy McMack
- Get away or I'll claw your eyes out!
She makes a handsome living
out oflaying on her back
- I said leave me alone!
- Excuse me, Mr. Kelly.
I'm not a Wealthy man
But give me a night ofparadise
I'll payyou What I can
Get away!
I 'll ask you
to leave this lady alone.
Go ahead and ask.
I've no wish to fight you.
He's no wish to fight me.
I'll take him.
No, he's mine.
He's mine alone.
Kill him,joseph!
Well, now.
You knocked the *** out ofthe man
who knocked the *** out ofme.
I'm not sure
how I feel about that.
- Dermody.
- Yes, sir, Mr. Kelly.
Time to make the rounds.
We'll take this scrapper
and the girl...
and lodge them at Molly Kay's.
- Grab the luggage.
- Yes, sir.
Come on.
Hey, Pete. Get a match going
these fellows can bet on. I'll be back.
Hey, Mike, how are you doing?
All depends, huh?
Good to see you lads.
- This is it. Here we are.
- Good day to you, Mr. Kelly!
- Molly!
- It's as unpleasant for me as foryou.
Got a brother and sister here,
Molly, need a room.
You're in luck.
We had a suicide just this morning.
- Hello, Bridget. How are you?
- Hello, Mike.
Ah, yes.
Any gentlemen up here, girls?
No, not here, Mike.
- Make an announcement, Dermody.
- Ward boss!
- I'd give you anotheryear.
- You're not campaigning, Mike.
Relax, Molly. Politics is
more important to these men than sex.
And I'm the *** Mary.
- God forgive you, Molly.
- Not likely, Mike.
Come on.
Is that jimmy Dunne I see?
I was chatting with yourwife today.
Don't tell mywife, Mike.
And here's the bath, but don't linger
in it too long. It's the only one.
Gentlemen,
button up yourtrousers.
This is your room here.
Ours?
You're not suggesting
that we share this room, I hope.
I don't care whatyou do in it...
as long as you pay me
a dollar a week.
There must be some mistake.
We need two rooms.
- I've only got the one.
- That's not good enough.
- Mike, what have you sent me here?
- You're not listening to me.
The room is fine,
and we'll take it gratefully.
As you know,
election time is coming up--
Your sisterwas spoilt, I'd say.
Here foryour support.
I'm sure you've noticed
all these Italians taking Irish jobs.
No Italians are gonna run this town
as long as Mike Kelly's in charge.
Shannon, are you awake?
No, I'm sound asleep.
I think I like America.
- Do you, now?
- Aye.
We've only been here a day.
Look at the welcome we've got.
Would you like a room?
Here you go.
Would you like a job?
Why, here you go.
How about some land?
Well, get a horse,
and help yourself.
So, nowyou believe me
about the land, do you?
Ifthey're throwing it away,
I wouldn't mind a piece ofit.
Maybe this is my destiny.
On his deathbed, my father told me
he'd be watching me from up above.
I wonder now ifhis spirit
might be near, guiding me along.
Ifhe bumps into Mr. McGuire up there,
tell him I want my spoons back.
Imagine me...
Joseph Donelly,
standing on my own plot ofland.
Whatwould I plant, I wonder?.
Oats, corn, potatoes--
Oh, God, no, not potatoes.
Maybe wheat.
Wheat.
Oh, Shannon...
I'm dreaming ofit now.
Great fields ofwheat
as far as the eye can see.
Oklahoma land was my idea,
you blathering fool!
"Maybe this is my destiny."
Ifitweren't for me, farm boy,
you wouldn't even be here!
Well, ifit weren't for me,
Miss High and Mighty...
you'd have died
outside in the street.
Give me back my pillow.
Not in a hundred years.
This book is irritating me.
Do you actually think
you're fooling me, Daniel?
Would you prefer I proclaim
my independence and drink in the open?
I like the system we've got.
How could she be so cruel?
Not to send us any word.
She's in America, Nora.
She's been writing to me
for some time now.
You hid these from me?
At Shannon's request.
Read them now...
though they may not
bring you comfort.
- Death to the landlord!
- Burn the house to the ground!
Burn it down!
Captain Moonlight!
Get out ofthe house, Nora!
- Oh, the letters!
- Leave the letters alone, Nora!
Burn down every last one ofthem!
Come with me.
Stephen!
We're over here!
Quickly. This way.
All ofyour life,
collected and destroyed.
I'm truly sorry
foryour loss.
Does this mean we're finished?
Are we impoverished now?
No, sir. You still have your land
and your holdings.
This is no longer the Ireland
of my birth.
Our daughter's fallen
into perilous ruin, Daniel.
- We must go to her now.
- Shannon?
She's--
She's been in Boston
these many months.
Then we shall find her there.
You over there, keep working.
Ifyou don't work,
you don't get paid.
Get those chickens plucked.
Get to work.
I think the prettiest girl
in this factory...
one with the prettiest eyes and the
prettiest red hair is joseph's sister.
Ifyou don't mind my saying so.
You can say what you like, lad.
But I warn you,
that redhead has a bite that stings.
Get to work.
Getyour filthy hands off me,
you ugly animal.
That'll costyou a day's wage.
Go ahead.
Insult me again.
Pig.
There goes tomorrow.
Done?
Take Friday as well, you spineless
little fraction ofa man.
Bite, lads. Bite.
What are you looking at?
I'm just trying to figure out
whatyou're doing there.
It's obvious what I'm doing.
I'm cleaning my clothes.
I see.
Do you everwonder
why it takes you so long?
My clothes, ifyou notice,
ifyou look about...
are washed and hung-- done.
Your talent astounds me,joseph.
Move over.
Move over.
Ifyou want to clean your clothes,
you have to getyour hands wet.
First, you place the board
like so.
You take the soap in your right hand,
the clothes in the left.
Then you brush the soap
across the clothes twice.
Like so.
Then you plunge and scrub.
You plunge and scrub.
And plunge and scrub and lift.
And ifit's still not clean,
well, then you go again.
You plunge and scrub.
You keep on plunging and scrubbing...
till all your plunging and scrubbing
is done.
Thirty, forty...
forty-five--
forty-five, fifty.
You could be a banker,joseph,
with your ability to count.
Oh, a compliment.
Thankyou, Shannon.
Don't suppose you've calculated
what the journey will cost.
If I barter, I can get a buckboard
for under 25.
It's the harness that's costly.
Bit, frame--
Frame, collar, reins.
Oh. Very impressive.
How much have you saved?
Are you still praying you'll
make it to the Oklahoma land race?
- I'll get there.
- Ha! What a corker.
You're a corker, Shannon.
Why don'tyou go back home to Ireland?
Write to your parents for money.
They'll forgive you
foryour petty foolishness.
America may not be exactly
what I thought it would be, but...
if I went back to Ireland,
I wouldn't--
What?
Wouldn't what?
I said I'll get there,
and I'll get there-- by myself.
Well, you need supplies.
- Of course. Food, clothes--
- Ammunition, gun.
Whenever I think of guns,
I remember Stephen Chase.
You're lucky to be rid
ofthat ***-headed snob.
Oh, he wasn't so bad.
You didn't know him as well as I did.
I knew him well enough.
Me, he adored.
He worshiped me.
There wasn't a puddle ofmud
he didn't lay his coat upon...
for me to walk across.
- Are you facing east?
- Aye. Facing east.
All right.
Almost ready.
Thanks be to jesus.
Light.
I'm in.
Good night, Shannon.
What?
Am I beautiful at all?
I've never seen anything like you
in all my living life.
Good.
Let's have anotherboxing match.
We need another challenger.
This man has not been defeated tonight.
Will anyone box him?
Any challengers to--
Oh, sir, you can beat him.
- You've got the face of a winner.
- I'll fight him.
No! No, no, no, no!
Joseph, there's rules
in this club.
Toe the line and all that.
You got to wait until I signal.
Toe the line, gentlemen.
No kicking, no biting, no gouging.
- Fight me here, farmer!
- Putyourfoot on the line.
- Right.
- Toe the line. Toe the line.
- Get away.
- Putyourtoe on the line.
- Come on. You're yellow!
- Come on!
Go on, scrapper!
Stop it.
You've won,joseph. Stop it.
What a fight!
I knewyou had it in you.
Girls, get up the burly-cue.
- What do you call yourself again?
-joseph.joseph Donelly.
That's right. You clobbered
that fella's brains out, lad.
I discovered this fella
fresh off the boat.
Gordon, get this scrapper
something to smoke.
Who's your boy there, Kelly?
A new fangled style off ighting
he's got there.
He's slippery, all right.
Shake hands with Mr. D'Arcy Bourke,
member ofthe city council.
I'll shake your hand, Mr. Bourke,
but I'm not in a friendly mood.
I came here to fight.
There's fight left in me yet.
He's a lively one, Kelly.
Would you box an Italian
if I scared one up?
I'll box any man
you put in front of me.
Mike! Mike! Mike!
Jesus Christ, Dermody.
When's yourvoice gonna change?
- We've got another pug.
- Bring him on.
And I'll put money on you.
Place your bets, gentlemen.
The boy's got an appetite, Kelly.
Toe the line, gentlemen.
It's nothing!
I'm feeling grand tonight.
Steady now, you rogue.
- What happened?
- Help me get him into bed.
Joseph, you're covered in blood.
What happened to you?
He's been prize fighting,
but he'll survive.
He had a charge of gunpowder in him
that needed to go off.
And who mightyou be?
I'm Grace.
I work at the social club.
I did well tonight, didn't I?
You beat 'em all.
But don't talk now.
Get some sleep.
I need to talk to you.
You're his sister, right?
What sort of man is he?
I mean, besides tough
and handsome as the devil?
Well, he's extremely moody.
Ah. I believe that.
Full ofspit, isn't he?
And passion?
No. Not really, no.
He's fairly dull.
Dull? Well, I don't know
what sort ofmen you're used to...
but he's anything but dull.
And the build on him--
Me and the girls got swollen eyes
from gawking at his bum.
Yes, well, good-bye, Grace.
- Would you tell him I--
- Nice to meetyou.
- I just want to tell him--
- Good night, Grace.
- That was Grace.
- So she said.
She dances in the burly-cue.
Yes, well, never mind her now.
Just lay there.
No, no.
Joseph, lie still. Lie still.
Look in my boot down there.
- Four dollars.
- I won it.
That's more than plucking chickens
in a month.
I'll have my horse and buggy money
before the winter comes...
and it won't be
from plucking chickens.
There are otherways
to get to Oklahoma,joseph.
You should have heard them,
Shannon...
cheering me on.
It was grand.
So grand.
Toe the line, gentlemen!
Too slow!
You come to the body.
You come to the face.
And you move out ofthe way. When he's
coming around, you get out ofthe way.
Theyjust stand there.
Look at them.
Come on!
Come on, now!
- Well, hello there,joseph.
- Hello, Cara.
All done up like a gentleman.
- I hardly recognize him.
- How do you do, ladies?
He's a handsome catch,
thatjoseph Donelly is.
Ifhe can keep his knuckles up all
night, imagine what his willy can do.
Shoes. Secondhand shoes, madam.
Would you look at that!
Oh, look at the sleeves
all billowed out.
It's from Paris, France,
it says.
So beautiful and modern.
Excuse me.
Well, excuse me.
Even her poodle's
putting on airs.
Look, Shannon.
There's your famous brother.
Good grief.
He's bought himself another hat.
- See you tomorrow.
- Bye, Olive.
- Hello, Shannon.
- Hello,joseph.
Well, what do you think?
Do you like it?
Like my hat?
No, not at all.
I'll get some other opinions.
- Do you like my hat?
- It's a fine hat.
- And a fine fight last night.
- Glad you enjoyed it, Connor.
So I left her there,
pulling up her knickers.
Hold on a second.
Here he comes.
Aye, there's my boy,
looking fit and dandy.
- How are you, scrapper?.
- Never better, Mike.
- Hello, lads.
- Mr. Bourke would like a word with you.
Joseph Donelly, still undefeated.
- He's a rascal of a holy terror.
- That he is.
That's a long-legged piece
of strawberry tart.
- Mind your mouth, Mr. Bourke.
- You don't talk to Mr. Bourke that way.
Let it go, Kelly.
This is business,
and the boy's our stock in trade.
Now listen to me, lad.
There's a man I wantyou to box.
He's a *** Italian,
and I wantyou to spill his blood.
I'll box and I'll win.
Butyou boys don't own me,
Mr. Bourke.
I box for myself, alone.
What do you thinkyou're doing,
*** against the wind?
D'Arcy Bourke is a powerful man
in Boston, whose connections I need.
I'm not gonna kiss the back ofhis
trousers just 'cause the rest ofyou do.
You like your suit?
Well, do you?
You like having a roof overyour head?
I'm your bread and butter, lad.
Cross me, and you're nothing--
nothing but an ignorant mick.
You do whatyou're told
or I'll throwyou out on the street...
and every dooryou'll knock on
will be slammed in yourface.
Do you understand?
Yeah.
Good.
It's gonna be a grand fight,
Mr. Bourke.
Good. That's what I like to hear.
I'm drunk,joseph!
How can you be drunk?
You just left my sight.
She's working herway
through a jigger of rye.
When I finish it, I may or may not
have another one.
Well, Shannon,
you came to America to be modern.
I'm glad everything's working out.
- You have changed, Mr. Donelly.
- Improved, you mean.
No. Changed.
Look at all those silly hats.
You'll never get to Oklahoma.
You've spent all your money.
At the rate I'm going,
they'll bring the land to me.
You have turned into a snob.
Excuse me, drunkard.
- Hello, Grace.
- Hello,joseph.
Will I be seeing you
in church tomorrow morn?
Sounds divine and holy, Grace.
We can share a pew, me and you.
- Toodle-oo.
- Same to you.
She's got an awfully large chest
to be going to church.
Shannon, all chests are equal
in the eyes ofthe Lord.
She goes into the confession box,
she'll never come out, the little ***.
Grace isn't a ***.
She's a dancer in the burly-cue.
That isn't dancing.
That's kicking her knickers up.
I suspect ifyou asked her to,
she'd kick her knickers off.
- Well, maybe she would.
- Has she?
Let me see.
I'm trying to remember.
Well, think hard, ifthere's
any brain left in your head.
Look atyou. They're making a fool
ofyou, the ward boss and his friends.
- They respect me.
- They do not. They don't respectyou.
- Enough.
- You're money in their pockets...
- and nothing more,joseph.
- I said, that's enough, Shannon.
You let them pickle you
like a piece ofpork.
- They're just using you.
- I said that's enough out ofyou!
No! Put me down!
Tell me--
Tell me you like my hat.
You're not wearing a hat.
- Say it. Sayyou like my hat.
- You're not wearing a hat.
Say it!
Why can'tyou say it, Shannon?
Why can'tyou sayyou like my hat?
Why can'tyou sayyou like my suit?
I've earned it.
I've done well.
Don't touch me,joseph.
Why don'tyou go *** that ***
with the runaway ***?
Ifshe isn't stuffing her face
with pie.
You're jealous of me.
I make more money than you,
and you're jealous.
I can make money as fast as you can.
Just watch me, scrapper!
Why don'tyou *** her
and get it overwith?
She's my sister.
And I'm your mother.
Every time your gentleman leaves,
I wantyou to tidyyour room.
- Molly.
- I don't want to say that again.
- Mike Kelly's looking foryou.
- Where's Shannon?
- Tonight's the fight-- the big fight.
- She didn't come home from work.
- The club is crawling with Eye-ties.
- Have you seen her?.
- No, I haven't.
- She's there. Shannon is there.
Where?
- Show 'em how it's done, lad.
- There's the lad!
Joseph, for Ireland!
*** pigs! You're all the same!
We're gonna wipe up the floor
with you!
Shannon, stop this!
- Where is your dignitywoman?
- You mind your business,joseph.
You getyour brains smashed in
every night. What's the difference?
- There's a world of difference.
- Come on, Donelly.
These Eye-ties
are tearing the place apart.
- Forget it.
- Get in there and box.
- I've got $1 00 bet on you tonight.
- Kiss it good-bye, Mr. Bourke.
I'll make it 200 and I'll
split the winnings with you.
Two hundred dollars,joseph!
- What?
- Did you not hear me?
I said I'll split the winnings
with you.
- No!
-joseph.
- Take it.
- Take it?
- I thoughtyou didn'twant me to fight.
- But it's so much money.
You've boxed for nickels before.
This is a fortune!
I'll match that offer.
Don't letyour stubborn pride
get in the way.
You'll have it--
You'll have Oklahoma.
You'll never have to fight
for them again.
This'll get us out ofhere.
Us?
Well, you.
I mean you.
That's more like it.
That's a lad!
Right,joseph, damage the ***.
You hear me?
Come on, keep back, will you?
Get back. Come on!
Fetch Mr. Bourke to the stage.
Get back.
This is a fight to the finish,
gentlemen.
Side betting is allowed,
and a knockdown terminates a round.
Contest grudge, gentlemen.
Come on, scrapper!
Keep your left up!
Yes! Go!
Dirty *** ***!
Kelly, I smell victory.
I'd enjoy it even more
with a little strawberry tart.
Mr. Bourke would like some company.
I'm not especially attracted
to Mr. Bourke.
You came to me for help.
Let's show some manners.
Come to scratch!
What the hell's he doing?
- What are you doing?
- Getyour hands offher!
There's too much money at stake here.
- Filthy pig!
- Get back to scratch!
Do you want to forfeit?
- Shannon!
- Let him go!
You're losing me money, you coward!
Get back in there and fight!
You're gonna forfeit!
Go on,joe!
Get up,joe!
- No!
- Get up,joseph! Get up!
- Come on,joseph!
- Come on, get up! Get up!
Get up! I've bet more money
than you've got! Get up!
- Get up!
- He's out!
You, get out!
Shutyour mouth!
Get this loser out of my club.
"Social Club Boxing Tonight
Ireland Forever"
Did you tell them
we're in jefferson Court?
Number Six jefferson Court.
- Six jefferson Court.
- Make sure they hearyou.
- In the South End.
- Her family has come from Ireland.
They're here in Boston.
They're offering a reward.
Have you seen a girl like that?
Find her. Do yourjob.
Must I do everything foryou?
We found her and here she is,
right over here.
We'll never get anything
out ofthese people.
- They're drunks.
- You seen the girl?
Her family is in jefferson Court.
Number Six jefferson Court.
Joseph, what happened to you?
Do come in, scrapper.
That's our money.
We earned it.
There isn't a penny here
doesn't originate with me.
Don't touch her!
You're done, scrapper. You won't
work here, box here, nothing here.
You coppers beat it.
Get him up.
Too bad. But I saw it coming...
the first time
you walked in off the boat.
No! Leave him!
Molly Kay.
These two are banished.
You shelter them even a night,
I'll shut this *** down.
Come on.
It's too cold,joseph.
- Hey!
- Do you need help, sir?.
- Get out ofhere.
- We haven't eaten for three days.
- I'll work for food.
- I don't hire Irish.
For the love of God,
we haven't eaten for three days.
I said I don't hire Irish.
Now, get out ofhere!
We can't keep wandering like this.
I know.
It's been so long.
Too many days.
We can't keep doing this.
I think this house is empty.
Look.
- A tree.
- Look! Food!
There's food here.
Joseph, look at us.
I never thought
it would turn out like this.
And we know
there's sweeter land.
Sit down.
Sit down at this beautiful table.
No. We can't. We're burglars.
Please. Please.
I wantyou to pretend.
Sit down.
I'll serve you.
Tonight I wantyou to dine.
No,joseph. Don't serve me.
Just sit down.
Sit down with me.
Let's pretend...
that this house is ours.
Thatyou're my husband...
and I'm yourwife.
Sit down.
Did you everwonderwhat that land
you dreamed oflooked like?
- Aye.
- Mine--
Mine was a green pasture
with tall grass...
that rolled just a little bit.
Mine had a stream
running through it.
Perhaps some trees.
Rich, dark soil.
No rocks to pick out ofthe ground.
Green pasture and a stream.
They would complement
each other, no?
They would.
The one, in fact...
depends upon the other.
Pretend...
you love me.
I'll pretend I love you.
I'll pretend I love you too.
- What was that?
- Who's there?
Get the hell out of my house!
Police! Police!
Get the police!
Help!
This girl needs help!
Will you let us in?
This--
Is this the Christies'?
Just let us in.
- Quickly, fetch a doctor.
- Yes, sir.
Step aside. You'll infect her
with your filthy hands.
What did you expect?
Thatyou could climb to her station?
- Gunshot!
- Aye.
God, look at her.
- Will she be all right?
- She will now.
The wound is in the shoulder.
I have to clean it.
Shannon, I--
You're safe now...
in this house.
You're gonna be fine.
Take care ofher.
Mr. Christie, here's the doctor.
- Something terrible has happened.
- What is it, Doctor?.
- Your daughter, Mr. Christie.
- Shannon? She's here?
What's happened to her?.
All right, she's all clear!
Let's get the mud cleaned out.
Hey, mick, afteryou drop that tile,
let's get after these rocks.
Come on! Let's get some *** work
done here. Fill up that wheel barrow.
Come on, fill it up.
Fill it up.
Move it! Hey!
Fire in the hole!
Come on, boys, find yourself some cover.
We got fire in the hole!
Hey, you!
Fire in the hole!
Water!
Anybody need water?.
Water?.
Look at that. All them wagons headed
for the Oklahoma Territory.
I'd be going wit them
if I was as young as you.
Doesn't interest me.
I had a woman once.
But she didn't want me
'cause I had no money.
That's America.
Unless you're rich, you're nobody.
I should never have come
to this place.
Forget the women, boys.
You got a job ofwork ahead ofyou.
Da, is thatyou?
Oh,you look like you're
not doing too Well, my boy.
I missedyou, Da.
A man is nothing
Without land, they say.
Land is a man's own soul.
I'll Work my oWn land someday.
Ifyou manage it, by God,
your old Da...
will be smiling down on you
from heaven above.
Stay where you are, boys.
We're just stopping for water.
Oh, look.
It's the pioneers.
They go to Oklahoma, I think...
for the free land.
They're just wasting time.
There ain't enough land to go around.
One in a hundred
will stake a claim.
The rest of'em--
theyjust dreaming.
Think they gonna get
some free land.
Hey, Irish!
Hey, mick, where do you think
you're going?
I was on the wrong road!
There now!
Coming through!
- Coming through!
- Farmers, ranchers, homesteaders!
This well-driller is an example...
of modern American industry
at its finest.
Come up and have a look.
It's not gonna bite. It's just modern.
You may find land tomorrow,
butyou won't survive...
in the wilderness,
not without water.
"Land Office"
Folks, each quarter section
is marked.
You run for land, remove the marker
and drive in your own stake.
The race begins tomorrow at noon.
Again, each quarter section is marked.
- You run for land--
- Where can I get a horse?
Well, you're a little late,
cowboy.
Pickings are slim.
Now, this here horse is broke.
That horse there--
green broke.
Know the difference?
Think I can see it.
A broke horse
is a dependable horse.
A green broke horse--
he's faster.
That sounds good.
The faster, the better.
No telling what he'll do though.
Hell, you could end up in Canada
on that green broke son of a ***.
Stand back!
I think I'll take
the dependable horse.
I would.
You go out and getyou a good piece
ofland tomorrow now,Joseph.
Thankyou, Ralph.
I'm cursed.
Oh, Lord, I'm cursed.
Mother, the clothes will never come
clean ifyou don't getyour hands wet.
There's no order
in this godforsaken place.
Here. Take the soap
and you plunge and scrub.
- "Plunge and scrub"?
- Like so.
Nora!
I've been shot.
Shot?
Well, shot at, anyway...
by the cavalry.
We crossed the starting line
and we broke the law.
Daniel Christie, I will not have you
riding tomorrow...
in that vulgarity of a race.
The wild west suits me, Nora.
There's no telling what I might do.
Shannon, I found it!
Twenty miles straight west ofhere.
It's paradise itself.
You will love it.
The earth is dry and dusty here...
butwhere we'll live
there's a winding stream...
and the grass on the gentle hills
around it grows high and rich and green.
It's the plot ofland
you've dreamed of.
Excuse me, Stephen.
- Are you cross with me?
- Of course I am.
We were doing this together,
I thought.
I couldn't take you with me today.
It was too dangerous.
I don't mind a little danger
now and then.
Stop this childishness.
Are we not here, your parents and I,
because you wanted this?
Tomorrow we'll ride as one,
together, side by side.
We'll claim our land,
and then we'll marry...
and finally settle down.
You do want to settle down,
don'tyou, Shannon?
Yes.
Yes, I want to settle down.
There now. That's better.
I hate to see you angry.
It isn't your nature to be so.
Hello, Shannon.
I wondered if I'd see you here.
I suspected that I might.
That's right. I saw you living
back in Boston all this while.
You look well. Well.
I'm here with my family.
We came by train.
I came by train myself.
You'll be running in the race
tomorrow, I presume.
I always said I'd get my land.
I even bought a horse.
A fine horse.
Well--
Time takes care of everything,
doesn't it?
Everything's worked out...
as it should have.
Don'tyou agree?
Yeah.
Good luck tomorrow,Joseph.
Aye.
Best ofluck to you, Shannon.
Shannon Christie!
You never gave up.
You knew whatyou wanted
back in Ireland.
And look atya.
Here ya are.
You're a corker, Shannon.
What a corkeryou are.
Beautiful country, isn't it, boy?
I found the perfect piece ofland
for Shannon and me.
Almost a picture
ofwhat she described.
The land ofher dreams.
Congratulations.
Just what the hell
are you doing here?
You bring her to me bleeding,
and nowyou thinkyou can talk to her?.
Stay away from her.
Do you hear me?
There'll be a lot of confusion
in the race tomorrow, lad.
Someone could get shot.
Her beautiful eyes
Were a terrible curse
Three days in his grave
She ran off with his purse
They've got their land all picked out,
the pair of them.
The land of her dreams.
All those months...
I was trying to forget about her.
I was laying down the very track
that brought her here.
To hell with everyone.
I'm gonna get my land.
That's my thought for the night.
Tomorrow I ride for me.
Me alone.
And my horse.
Sweet Mary and Jesus...
and all the saints preserve us.
That there was the oldest horse
I ever saw in my life.
It's almost noon.
We're gonna miss the photograph.
All right. Ready?
I sold him that horse.
Don't let him bluffyou, cowboy!
We're breaking the law, Nora.
I don't like you taking charge
ofthe business side of our life.
Oh, you do too.
Now, listen up.
This stake goes into the ground
over there.
That's yourjob.
I'll tell you when.
I, meanwhile,
will run the horse around in circles.
He's got to look
all sweaty and tired.
- Even dead would be good. Got it?
- Yes.
But we don't really need
all ofthis.
It's scary out here, Daniel.
Ah, we'll do fine.
Pretend we're starting out in life...
instead of ending up.
Anyone buy a good pair ofspurs?
Sorry.
The race is that way, lad.
Forget the horse, lad...
and find yourself a donkey.
Take him by the bit.
Where the hell is he going?
Shoot him!
Fire!
Get up!
That way!
I have no wish to fightyou.
God protect us!
Daniel, here they come!
Stand by, partner,
and pretend you're out ofbreath.
Pretend? My heart's
up here in my nose.
Oh, my God, Nora.
Oh, this is thrilling.
Nora! Now, Nora! Now!
There it is!
Come on!
Come on, Shannon!
Hurry!
Come on. Come on.
Get up!
Grab the reins!
Are you all right, Shannon?
Go,Joseph. Go.
Ride!
Go getyour land.
You're not in Ireland anymore...
you arrogant ***.
Damn it, Shannon. Do you want
your land or don'tyou?
This land is mine!
Mine by destiny!
Go ahead,Joseph.
Claim it.
- Shannon. Claim it.
- Stephen!
Look out,Joseph!
Oh, my God!
-Joseph!
- Don't touch him!
- Get away!
- Listen to me!
Get away, Stephen!
Leave!
Joseph, look at me.
Look at me.
No, don't move.
Stay still.
Don't do this.
- You've made your choice.
-Joseph, look at me.
Look at me. Look at me.
-Joseph, look at me.
- I feel myself dying.
No, you stay looking at my eyes.
Look at my eyes,Joseph.
- Shannon.
- No, you're not dying.
Look, you've gotyour land.
But all the land in the world
means nothing to me withoutyou.
I tried to prove myselfto you...
but I know nothing ofbooks,
alphabets...
or sun or moon or--
All I know...
is Joseph loves Shannon.
That's all that matters to me.
No, stay with me. Stay.
Joseph, look at me.
Joseph, please.
Please, don't leave me.
Please, don't leave me alone.
Please.
No, please, God in heaven,
please.
Don't leave me.
This is our dream together.
I don't want this
withoutyou.
I loved you.
I loved you
from the first time I sawyou.
I often wondered about that.
You died. You died.
But you could be sure
I won't be dying twice.
- Coming through!
- Farmers, ranchers, homesteaders!
This well-driller is an example...
of modern American industry
at its finest.
Come up and have a look.
It's not gonna bite. It's just modern.
You may find land tomorrow,
butyou won't survive...
in the wilderness,
not without water.
"Land Office"
Folks, each quarter section
is marked.
You run for land, remove the marker
and drive in your own stake.
The race begins tomorrow at noon.
Again, each quarter section is marked.
- You run for land--
- Where can I get a horse?
Well, you're a little late,
cowboy.
Pickings are slim.
Now, this here horse is broke.
That horse there--
green broke.
Know the difference?
Think I can see it.
A broke horse
is a dependable horse.
A green broke horse--
he's faster.
That sounds good.
The faster, the better.
No telling what he'll do though.
Hell, you could end up in Canada
on that green broke son of a ***.
Stand back!
I think I'll take
the dependable horse.
I would.
You go out and getyou a good piece
ofland tomorrow now,Joseph.
Thankyou, Ralph.
I'm cursed.
Oh, Lord, I'm cursed.
Mother, the clothes will never come
clean ifyou don't getyour hands wet.
There's no order
in this godforsaken place.
Here. Take the soap
and you plunge and scrub.
- "Plunge and scrub"?
- Like so.
Nora!
I've been shot.
Shot?
Well, shot at, anyway...
by the cavalry.
We crossed the starting line
and we broke the law.
Daniel Christie, I will not have you
riding tomorrow...
in that vulgarity of a race.
The wild west suits me, Nora.
There's no telling what I might do.
Shannon, I found it!
Twenty miles straight west ofhere.
It's paradise itself.
You will love it.
The earth is dry and dusty here...
butwhere we'll live
there's a winding stream...
and the grass on the gentle hills
around it grows high and rich and green.
It's the plot ofland
you've dreamed of.
Excuse me, Stephen.
- Are you cross with me?
- Of course I am.
We were doing this together,
I thought.
I couldn't take you with me today.
It was too dangerous.
I don't mind a little danger
now and then.
Stop this childishness.
Are we not here, your parents and I,
because you wanted this?
Tomorrow we'll ride as one,
together, side by side.
We'll claim our land,
and then we'll marry...
and finally settle down.
You do want to settle down,
don'tyou, Shannon?
Yes.
Yes, I want to settle down.
There now. That's better.
I hate to see you angry.
It isn't your nature to be so.
Hello, Shannon.
I wondered if I'd see you here.
I suspected that I might.
That's right. I saw you living
back in Boston all this while.
You look well. Well.
I'm here with my family.
We came by train.
I came by train myself.
You'll be running in the race
tomorrow, I presume.
I always said I'd get my land.
I even bought a horse.
A fine horse.
Well--
Time takes care of everything,
doesn't it?
Everything's worked out...
as it should have.
Don'tyou agree?
Yeah.
Good luck tomorrow,Joseph.
Aye.
Best ofluck to you, Shannon.
Shannon Christie!
You never gave up.
You knew whatyou wanted
back in Ireland.
And look atya.
Here ya are.
You're a corker, Shannon.
What a corkeryou are.
Beautiful country, isn't it, boy?
I found the perfect piece ofland
for Shannon and me.
Almost a picture
ofwhat she described.
The land ofher dreams.
Congratulations.
Just what the hell
are you doing here?
You bring her to me bleeding,
and nowyou thinkyou can talk to her?.
Stay away from her.
Do you hear me?
There'll be a lot of confusion
in the race tomorrow, lad.
Someone could get shot.
Her beautiful eyes
Were a terrible curse
Three days in his grave
She ran off with his purse
They've got their land all picked out,
the pair of them.
The land of her dreams.
All those months...
I was trying to forget about her.
I was laying down the very track
that brought her here.
To hell with everyone.
I'm gonna get my land.
That's my thought for the night.
Tomorrow I ride for me.
Me alone.
And my horse.
Sweet Mary and Jesus...
and all the saints preserve us.
That there was the oldest horse
I ever saw in my life.
It's almost noon.
We're gonna miss the photograph.
All right. Ready?
I sold him that horse.
Don't let him bluffyou, cowboy!
We're breaking the law, Nora.
I don't like you taking charge
ofthe business side of our life.
Oh, you do too.
Now, listen up.
This stake goes into the ground
over there.
That's yourjob.
I'll tell you when.
I, meanwhile,
will run the horse around in circles.
He's got to look
all sweaty and tired.
- Even dead would be good. Got it?
- Yes.
But we don't really need
all ofthis.
It's scary out here, Daniel.
Ah, we'll do fine.
Pretend we're starting out in life...
instead of ending up.
Anyone buy a good pair ofspurs?
Sorry.
The race is that way, lad.
Forget the horse, lad...
and find yourself a donkey.
Take him by the bit.
Where the hell is he going?
Shoot him!
Fire!
Get up!
That way!
I have no wish to fightyou.
God protect us!
Daniel, here they come!
Stand by, partner,
and pretend you're out ofbreath.
Pretend? My heart's
up here in my nose.
Oh, my God, Nora.
Oh, this is thrilling.
Nora! Now, Nora! Now!
There it is!
Come on!
Come on, Shannon!
Hurry!
Come on. Come on.
Get up!
Grab the reins!
Are you all right, Shannon?
Go,Joseph. Go.
Ride!
Go getyour land.
You're not in Ireland anymore...
you arrogant ***.
Damn it, Shannon. Do you want
your land or don'tyou?
This land is mine!
Mine by destiny!
Go ahead,Joseph.
Claim it.
- Shannon. Claim it.
- Stephen!
Look out,Joseph!
Oh, my God!
-Joseph!
- Don't touch him!
- Get away!
- Listen to me!
Get away, Stephen!
Leave!
Joseph, look at me.
Look at me.
No, don't move.
Stay still.
Don't do this.
- You've made your choice.
-Joseph, look at me.
Look at me. Look at me.
-Joseph, look at me.
- I feel myself dying.
No, you stay looking at my eyes.
Look at my eyes,Joseph.
- Shannon.
- No, you're not dying.
Look, you've gotyour land.
But all the land in the world
means nothing to me withoutyou.
I tried to prove myselfto you...
but I know nothing ofbooks,
alphabets...
or sun or moon or--
All I know...
is Joseph loves Shannon.
That's all that matters to me.
No, stay with me. Stay.
Joseph, look at me.
Joseph, please.
Please, don't leave me.
Please, don't leave me alone.
Please.
No, please, God in heaven,
please.
Don't leave me.
This is our dream together.
I don't want this
withoutyou.
I loved you.
I loved you
from the first time I sawyou.
I often wondered about that.
You died. You died.
But you could be sure
I won't be dying twice.