I See a Dark Stranger

Synopsis: Determined, independent Bridie Quilty comes of age in 1944 Ireland thinking all Englishmen are devils. Her desire to join the IRA meets no encouragement, but a German spy finds her easy to recruit. We next find her working in a pub near a British military prison, using her sex appeal in the service of the enemy. But chance puts a really vital secret into her hands, leading to a chase involving Bridie, a British officer who's fallen for her, a German agent unknown to them both, and the police...paralleled by Bridie's own internal conflicts.
Genre: Drama, Thriller, War
Director(s): Frank Launder
Production: Odeon Entertainment
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IMDB:
7.1
Rotten Tomatoes:
80%
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Year:
1946
98 min
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An Isle of Man signpost

outside a French town?

That's odd.

But we've started this tale

at the wrong moment.

It really began much earlier.

It's the story of a very strange

little character named Bridie Quilty.

The village of Ballygarry...

Deep in the west of Ireland...

...in the year 1937.

"Surrender!..."

A shot rang out...

"Surrender!"

We knew then, Eoghan was caught.

The English were on the floor below

in countless hosts.

Myself and Michael O'Callaghan...

...to keep the fair and sacred

name of Ireland unbesmirched.

Ah... it was a shockin' moment

right enough.

For we didn't stall...

I looks at Mick...

...and Mick looks at me...

There was a strange stillness

on the day.

We crept behind the back of them,

and waited.

Then I heard the boards on the stairs

begin to creak.

And the head of the first Englishman

come round the door.

Ping!

With me first bullet, I put a partin' in his

hair that his mother could be proud of!

Then they were on us.

Up the stairs

like rats up a waterspout.

The fight was on!

Ah... it was a grand bit of a fight,

right enough.

I remember one time...

I turns around and looks at Mick.

Now, I'll never be sure

what he was thinking just then...

I know there was only one thought

in MY mind...

I was thinkin' about Cromwell!

Oliver-Mister-Cromwell!...

...caused the death and destruction,

the poverty and persecution...

The suffering and starvation

that he brought...

...on the sacred soil of holy Ireland.

We fought like a dozen men,

so we did.

Myself and Mick.

'Til our last bullet was gone.

They took us then.

And dragged us into the street

to join the others.

There we were...

just a handful of us.

Worn, torn and bedraggled.

Marching down O'Connor Street...

The city we loved, burning around us...

The crowd silent and sad...

And then it was...

Like as if heaven itself

would bring hope to us, and justice.

A miracle happened.

A little black-haired angel of a girleen...

...pushed through the line

of English bayonets.

She caught a hold of Michael's hand

and started to sing.

A simple little song it was only...

Down O'Connor Street it swept...

...like a forest fire.

The Revolution was born again...

They would not die in vain.

Night after night, Bridie listened

to that same old tale.

That same old song of the Revolution.

With her father's death, she grew up

with a bitter hatred of everything British.

Until, in the spring of 1944,

she came of age.

Bridie, why do you suddenly have to confront

us with a terrible thing, the like of this?

Don't you dare bang the table at me,

Terence Delaney...

I've told you so, I have...

'til I'm nearly dumb with talk.

The day I'm 21 I said,

and I come in the inheritance...

I'll take the 10.42 from Glenderry Station,

I said, to travel to Dublin.

And that's exactly what I'm doing.

I'm not asking you

what you're doing...

I'm asking you why

you're doing it.

Why child, do you have to choose

a sinful place, the like of Dublin.

Uncle Timothy I'm surprised at you

asking a question like that...

...of Danny Quilty's daughter.

Timothy Hogan... are you going to sit there

and let a skirt of a girl defy you?

I'm 21... I'm my own mistress.

That's an occupation that could

change hands overnight!

Can it indeed?

I'm well able to look after myself...

...be it in Dublin or Ballygarry...

as Terence here will tell you.

...say nothing at all of Mr McGee there.

And Mr Clougherty.

Well HE knows I can take care of myself.

And while we're on the subject...

I fancy we're all being

rather overanxious.

After all, Bridie has a mind of her own.

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Frank Launder

Frank Launder (28 January 1906 – 23 February 1997) was a British writer, film director and producer, who made more than 40 films, many of them in collaboration with Sidney Gilliat.He was born in Hitchin, Hertfordshire, England and worked briefly as a clerk before becoming an actor and then a playwright. He began working as a screenwriter on British films in the 1930s, contributing the original story for the classic Will Hay comedy Oh, Mr Porter! (1937). After writing a number of screenplays with Gilliat, including The Lady Vanishes (1938) for Alfred Hitchcock, and Night Train to Munich for Carol Reed; the two men wrote and directed the wartime drama Millions Like Us (1943).After founding their own production company Individual Pictures, they produced a number of memorable dramas and thrillers including I See a Dark Stranger (1945) and Green for Danger (1946), but were best known for their comedies including The Happiest Days of Your Life (1950) and most famously, the St Trinians series, based on Ronald Searle's cartoons set in an anarchic girls school. He was married to actress Bernadette O'Farrell from 1950 until his death in Monaco. The couple had two children. more…

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