Far and Away

Synopsis: A young man leaves Ireland with his landlord's daughter after some trouble with her father and they dream of owning land at the big give-away in Oklahoma ca. 1893. When they get to the new land, they find jobs and begin saving money. The man becomes a local bare-hands boxer and rides in glory until he is beaten, then his employers steal all the couple's money and they must fight off starvation in the winter and try to keep their dream of owning land alive. Meanwhile, the woman's parents find out where she has gone and have come to the U.S. to find her and take her back.
Director(s): Ron Howard
Production: Universal Pictures
  3 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.5
Metacritic:
49
Rotten Tomatoes:
48%
PG-13
Year:
1992
140 min
929 Views


Let us pass!

Buntin, you landlord bastard!

Her beautiful 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!

l hope they kill him.

Would you look at that bastard, Joe?

Landlord, you sinner!

Between your lungs

there's neither heart nor spirit...

but the lump of your 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 of his ass.

Sweetheart of a child,

slaving away.

ls it not enough, Joseph,

you plowed all that muck down there?

My ambition's a little grander

than yours.

- A couple of lazy cows.

- Oh, ambition, is it?

To break your back on land

that isn't your own?

lt belongs to the landlord Christie.

Hold your face up, lad.

Now, come on.

Give us something we can aim at.

Just shag off, the pair of you.

There's a goat over there.

- Go improve your love life.

- Now, come on, Joseph honey.

Just a nosebleed's all we're asking.

l've no wish to fight you.

Try pummeling me,

you arrogant son of a b*tch!

Get him, Pad-

Watch him!

He's riled up now!

Hold still, now.

Stand up, Joseph!

Lads, your father's been damaged!

You're here, Joe.

Da!

Yeah, and he took on the enemy

with his own bare hands-

fifty of them, armed,

and with hideous guns.

And your father-

he walloped them all...

one by one, the whole lot of them.

And l killed off a fair share myself,

to tell the God's truth-

Quiet, Danty Duff, for once.

Yeah, well...

humble as l am, l'll keep that part

of the story for another time.

How are you feeling now, Da?

My soul is departing from me, Joseph.

- Don't you talk that way.

- l'll talk any way l please.

- l'm dying, l tell you!

- Well, you can't die.

- We need you here, Da.

- Need me? What for?

Her beautiful eyes

were a terrible curse

God bless your soul.

Poor Joe Donelly.

We'd be as well to sell off a thing

or two now that the old man's gone.

ls 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 thought you died, Da.

l did, son.

l passed away.

But you're talking to us, Da.

And your eyes-

they're looking about.

l was as dead as a stone,

l tell you.

Now shut your mouth

before l die again.

Well, l am-

Come here!

l've come back

to tell you something.

You're an especially odd boy.

You came back from the dead

to tell me that l'm odd?

You have all kinds of oddities...

clattering around in your brain.

So had l when l was as young as you.

But dreams, my boy,

in this poor corner of the world...

end up in a glass of ale.

No. Not my dreams, Da.

l'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 what you're looking for.

And by God, if you manage it...

your old da will be

smiling down on you...

from heaven above.

Her beautiful 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.

l represent Mr. Daniel Christie,

who by right of law...

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.

Bastards are burning our house!

That will do.

Where is this landlord Christie?

l want justice for what he's done.

There's nothing l like better...

than the glow of murder

in a young fellow's eyes.

lt has a terrible go of rust on it.

l'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.

lt's the code, the rebel code.

Now that you'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 bastard's head off!

Don't be afraid to kill him.

Assassinate the bastard!

lt was too good to be kept a secret.

Do you know which end of the gun

to point at the gentleman?

He'll shoot himself in the balls,

l'll wager...

and come hobbling home in tears.

Good-bye, Colm.

Good-bye, Paddy.

Good-bye, Joseph.

We'll see you at your wake.

God bless all in this house.

God bless you, son.

Down from the north, are you?

Or perhaps the east?

West of here, maybe?

South.

l prefer to keep my business

to myself, if you 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.

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Bob Dolman

Robert "Bob" Dolman is a Canadian screenwriter, actor, director and producer. His work in television includes SCTV, SCTV Network 90, and WKRP in Cincinnati. more…

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