Ryan's Daughter Page #4

in Phoenix Park before the war?

- Yes, why?

- Will you come here?

Aye, you're looking

at me picture, lads.

Here.

You recognize someone?

- That's yourself, landlord.

- It is.

And he that has me by the hand...

- is Commandant Tim O'Leary.

- Never.

Red Tim himself. That

1,000 secret policemen...

have been hunting for

these last five years.

And himself, no doubt at this very moment

walking the broad streets of Dublin.

- He's a brave man, surely.

- Nerves of steel.

You know him well, then?

- I get my orders from time to time.

- Landlord, you're a desperate man.

I'll tell you something.

- Come on then, Mr. Ryan.

- Right, ma'am.

Good luck to the young lady.

Talk.

This whole cursed country

will capsize with talk.

The locals are no good.

I'll have to bring you some

hard lads from Dublin...

when the time comes.

- When will that be, Commandant?

- I don't know.

Depends on our clever lads in Germany.

And they're great talkers, too.

With this ring, I thee wed.

With this ring, I thee wed.

In the name of the Father...

the Son...

and the Holy Ghost. Amen.

This gold and silver, I give thee...

token of all my worldly goods.

Good night, Father Hugh.

Good night, Rosy.

Well, is no one going

to kiss the bride?

Steady, lads. Steady!

Get off out of it!

Enough. Now, cut it out.

Now, then. That's

enough. Come on, boys.

That's enough.

Now, lads, that's enough.

- Lucky man, and how are you feeling?

- Lucky.

Are you all right, princess?

It was only their bit of fun.

Good night, Father.

Good night, Rosy.

Now, go on, away in with you.

Well, you'll be away early

in the morning, I suppose?

We will, yes, Mr. Ryan.

You're a wonderful girl, Rose.

No.

No, I'm not.

Charles, how you getting on?

Them fellows has an

elegant sense of humor.

It doesn't matter.

Charles, get a handful of this.

Now, come away.

- Rose?

- Yes?

Are you all right?

Yes.

- Good night, Rose.

- Good night, Charles.

Rose?

I got you these.

They're all growing, see?

- When did you do it?

- Last thing yesterday. Just before church.

Charles, you're a rare man.

Well done.

- Here, no.

- They're not heavy.

I can't believe you're here.

Well, I am.

Well, now.

Beethoven.

I...

I don't think you care

much for my flowers, do you?

I like them better growing, surely.

Well, sure, things are better growing.

I'm afraid you're too

late for snapdragons.

Well, I'll put in some

lilies, then. I like them.

- What's the matter?

- My shirt, Rose. I'd like to get my shirt.

Charles, you're fine as you are.

Well, all right, Rose.

I don't know, Rose,

suppose somebody came in.

Charles.

- You're always on about if someone came.

- Well, it's not decent.

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