I See a Dark Stranger Page #3

In you come, me loves,

me doves, me darlin's.

In you come... where are we now?

Ah yes... the Gallery of the Famous...

Well, let's see if we can find out

who they are.

Here's our old friend

Sir Roger Casement...

A lovely man!

Knighted by the British for his fight against

Belgian tyranny over thee in Africa.

Hung by the British, for his fight

against British tyranny here in Ireland.

It's a mad world, me darlin's...

a mad world!

And this is Pdraic Pearse...

Commandant and chief of the Republican

forces during the insurrection of 1916.

And this is James Connolly...

one of the founders of the Citizen Army.

And here we have Michael Callaghan,

another leader of the insurrection.

Mr Callaghan is now Deputy Director

of these galleries.

Pass along, please.

And here are three famous

Irish dramatists...

J.M. Synge, Sean O'Casey

and George Bernard Shaw.

The first being dead,

and the other 2 living in England.

You asked to see me, young lady.

Is it Mr Callaghan?

It is.

Oh, me heart's beatin' like a drum!

To think it's really you I'm looking at

face to face, after all these years.

Didn't the man tell you...?

I'm Danny Quilty's daughter, Bridie.

Danny Quilty's daughter Bridie?

But surely you can't have...

Oh... now isn't that stupid of me...

How could you know me...?

I wasn't even born when

you and father were together.

That's what was puzzling me

for the moment...

Would you like to come into my office?

Thank you!

Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

You know, Mr Callaghan,

the way father used to talk about you...

I feel as if I'd known you all me life.

I can just see you both now,

waiting behind the back counter.

The back counter?

He told me that story

hundreds of times.

And every time, he made it live!...

He was a remarkable story

teller, me father.

Remarkable.

What suddenly gave you the idea

of coming to see me like this.

We're not likely to be interrupted,

are we?

I don't think so.

Why?

Because, what I'm going to tell you,

I've never told a living soul.

I've been storing it up inside me

until I saw you.

I want you to get me into

the Irish Republican Army.

I beg your pardon?!

I want to join the IRA, please...

I want to fight against the English...

the way yourself and father did.

But my dear child... we're not

at war with Britain.

I know they've a separate war on

with somebody else...

...and we're neutral...

But that's no reason why we shouldn't

carry on our own private war...

...that's been going on

for the last 700 years.

But in 1921, Ireland signed

a treaty with England.

Well, what has a treaty

to do with it?

Well, we got a good deal

of what we wanted, by it.

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