Ryan's Daughter Page #3
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- 1970
- 206 min
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Byron and Beethoven and Captain Blood.
I'm not one of them fellows myself.
- I'm not daft, you know.
- But you're terribly young.
- Aye, and that's a hanging matter, isn't it?
- No, it's not.
Well, then?
It's not a hanging
matter to be young...
but it maybe should be a hanging
matter for a man of middle age...
to try and steal the
youth from a young girl.
Especially a man like
me and a girl like you.
You were meant for the wide world,
Rose, not this place, not this.
Me, I was born for it.
It wouldn't do, Rose.
I just know it wouldn't.
So you don't want me, then?
Don't want you?
- Yes.
- Oh.
Would you like a fat pheasant,
Constable? It'll cost you nothing.
Whoa.
He recognized you.
- Well, you'll have
to be quick- - Shut up!
Bring the cart!
Jesus.
- Fine pair of gunrunners we are.
- Come on.
We'll never walk to
the coast, Commandant.
- It's 200 miles.
- We'll walk to Limerick.
- Limerick?
- The lads are waiting for us.
- Oh.
- And cheer up, Pat.
They're waiting with a lorry.
About 30 fellows.
Now...
marriage is a sacrament ordained
by God. That means, Rosy...
once it's done, it's not up to me,
nor you, nor Charles. It's done...
- till one or other of you is dead.
- I understand that.
God ordained it for three reasons.
First, that Charles and you should
be a comfort to each other...
in the long, dull days
and the weary evenings.
- Do you understand that?
- Yes.
Secondly, for the procreation of children,
and to bring them up as good Catholics.
- Well, you understand that.
- Yes.
And, thirdly...
- for the satisfaction of the flesh.
- Yes.
Are you scared of that?
Yes.
Rosy. A function of the body.
I suppose all girls
is a bit scared before.
And fellows, too.
- Yes?
- Oh, yes.
It will make me a
different person, won't it?
- Marriage?
- No, the satisfaction of the flesh.
That's a gate I have not
been through myself...
but, no, it won't make
you a different person.
I want it to.
Child, what are you expecting?
Wings, is it?
All right, try it.
Seven boats. All currachs.
One thing at a time. Keep a look out.
Top of the morning, Father.
Morning!
- Morning, Father.
- Morning, tinker.
You'll find nothing much here. It all
gets carried round the head to Killins.
Ah.
- Good luck with it, anyway.
- Thanks, Father.
And if them two's tinkers,
I'm the Bishop of Cork.
Now, we'll have one
light on the beacon...
and one on the cliff.
- What now, then? Back to Dublin?
- Tomorrow.
I want to see what Ryan's like.
Are you not done, Mrs. McCardle?
Easy, Mr. Ryan, dear.
They'll not start without her.
Women.
Tim, did you review the volunteers
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