Darby O'Gill and the Little People Page #3

a deed like that

might even absolve a man

from the sin of using

the priest and the Church

against the powers of darkness

for his own selfish ends.

I'll do it, Father.

I'll do it for nothing.

No. As a reward, you may have

the music of the bell.

-The music of the bell for me?

-Yes,

and for your seed, breed and

generation till the end of time.

It's a bargain, Father.

I'll do it in the morning.

Father!

Savin' your presence, Father Murphy,

but he's needed at the house.

Excuse me, Your Reverence.

-Fitzpatrick himself...

-Don't worry about me, girl.

I'll get back.

I'm coming now.

What are you after doin'

pulling me out,

with Father Murphy

lookin' at us, neither?

I can't afford an army of caretakers

for the little use I have of the place,

but I don't like to see the weeds

higher than the summer house.

Someone's after poaching rabbits.

Ah, that's a thing

I want you to put a stop to.

Old Darby couldn't catch

a poacher if he tried.

Like enough he helped

to set the snare.

Now, I don't want any bad feeling

between the townspeople and me.

I like 'em, mind you, and so will you,

-but don't like 'em too much.

-No, sir. No poachers.

Well, well, well, sir.

I never thought I'd have the pleasure

of seeing Your Lordship so soon.

Yes, it looks as if you weren't

quite ready for me.

One more day, and I'll have

the whole place beautified.

Darby, this is Michael MacBride,

a Dublin man.

I've decided to settle him here

in your place.

I know it sounds sudden,

but I've had it in mind for some time.

You've served me well, Darby,

but we need a younger man here.

When a man gets along in years,

he shouldn't have to work so hard,

so I'm going to retire you on half pay,

let you have the old McCarthy cottage

rent-free for the rest of your days.

And leave the gatehouse?

It's become our home.

Well, so will the other in time.

-I don't think Katie will take to this.

-We'll give it a new thatch.

But what am I going to do with

meself, and me cut off in me prime?

You'll be telling stories

at the public house all day,

and poaching rabbits by night.

Holy old Finbar!

What with the foxes eatin'

the grouse,

don't tell me I set a snare

down a rabbit hole.

You're an old fox yourself, Darby,

but, faith, I'm fond of you

and Katie, too.

Whenever we have to

open up the manor house,

she can have first call

with the cleaning.

Pardon me, sir, but when have

we got to leave the gatehouse?

Can we give them

another two weeks?

Longer than that, sir,

as far as I'm concerned.

Good. Then tonight, when you

finish today's work here,

you tell Tom Kerrigan to let you have

a room at the Rathcullen Arms.

Please, sir, I'd be grateful if you

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