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How much, then?

For you?

So we have
a deal, then.

Thank you.

This way.

Catching up.

I'll catch you.

No, you won't.

We want more.

Come on, we're
not taking that.

What do you say, Tom?

You're getting
a good deal, huh?

Good man.

Well done.

Go on.

Okay.

Not selling today,
Mr. Doran?

I, uh, I don't
see your cattle.

I've a disinclination
to be cheated.

Oh...

You'll not get a
better price anywhere.

Not anywhere in this town.

Tom... Jay.

Mark.

Now... you're
not going to
be asking us

how much we
got for them.

On account of
we're not telling.

You know what the
old man'll be doing
to us if we did.

So don't bother asking.

Fair enough. I wouldn't want
to be the one coming

between you and your old man.

Can I stand you a pint, then?

You'll be needing it

before you tell him
how little you took.

We took no less
than he told us we could.

Shut up, Jay.

I'll tell you what;

I'm in a betting mood today.

I'll bet you that shearing knife

of mine you've always wanted

if you didn't take 20
shillings a head less

than you did last year.

That knife wouldn't take
an edge anymore.

Well, she's a beauty
to look at.

You can hang her on the wall
for decoration.

Shut up, Jay.

Can't you see
what he's doing?

Where's the harm

in a bit of a wager?

The knife
against what?

Against nothing.

I'm that sure.

The old man said
you tell nobody.

So, you're saying we took
20 shillings a head less

than we did last year.

Mm-hmm.
For your shearing knife.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you lose, boy.

Shut your face!

We only took
ten shillings a head less.

That's it.

The Mullaneys are at it again.

Fergus Mullaney.

Are you in here, Fergus?

Who wants him?

Your boys are at it again.

You'd best go
separate them

before they do damage
to themselves.

Never mind them.

It's the cows
I'm worried about.

When you two
are ready to behave,

come and tell me
the cause of this.

I'm the cause, Fergus.

I tricked out of them
that you sold for even less

than what you
got last year

and that was
low enough.

Well, you should know.

You've got your own to sell.

I held them out,

figuring this
would happen.

Maybe you can afford to.

I can't any more
than you, Fergus,

but I'm tired of getting
cheated all the time.

Look, the jobbers come in,

knowing we got
nowhere else to go

and we have to accept
their prices.

Listen to the radio.

There's a war starting.

That means cattle
prices going up.

That means a lot
of young men getting killed.

Think of that
with your war.

I didn't order
that, bina.

Ah, sure. Eat it anyway.

It'll put some meat
on your bones.

It's on the house.

She's got an eye for you,
that one.

Not interested.

Oh...

She's comely enough.

Not like your
Annie, though.

Aye...

She's the beauty,
all right.

You know, her sisters are
off to London this year...

To become nurses.

Annie's the only one
you have left, then.

Mm-hmm.

I still have Annie.

You think she's beautiful?

Everyone does.

I'm asking you.

I'd be lying if I didn't say

she's beautiful.

She is my heartbeat, that girl.

She's my special one.

Oh, I love the others,
but Annie...

I'll never let
that darling girl go.

I'll tell you plain

if anyone tries to carry her
away from me...

Blood will flow.

If any man...

Ever comes near her...

I'll pull off his head

like you'd pull a cork
out of an ink bottle.

No, i-i-I'm being too lenient.

I'll skin him alive

and I'll strangle him
with his own pelt.

Eat up your grub, boy.

Do you good.

I'm really not hungry.

Ah, you need a pint
to wash it down.

Vester!

Vester McCarthy!

You've got
customers waiting.

We want two pints.

Hold your
water, Fergus.

I hear you didn't bring
your cattle in.

You're making a mistake, boy.

You'll not get

a better price anywhere.

Tell your man to
offer a fair price

and I'll have
them in tomorrow.

He's not my man.

Really?

Then who's
behind him, then

slipping him the money
so he can pay for them?

Setting the
prices as well.

Aye.

Mark, I've nothing
to do with that.

And if my aunt wore pants

she'd be me uncle,
wouldn't she?

You know what's wrong
with you farmers?

You live in a dream world,
some kind of airy fairyland

that's got nothing to do
with what's real.

What's real, vester?

Supply and demand, boy.

Vester McCarthy...

Supply and demand.

You see that fella now?

He'd sell his own mother

if he thought
he'd make a profit out of it.

I've an idea, Fergus.

Mark...

They have us over a barrel.

And maybe they haven't.

♪ ...But I'm tired
of all this pleasure ♪

♪ so, now,
I'll take my leisure ♪

♪ and the next time
that you hear ♪

♪ 'twill be a letter
from New York ♪

♪ so, good-bye,
muirsheen durkin ♪

♪ sure, I'm sick and tired
of workin' ♪

♪ no more I'll dig the praties

♪ no longer I'll be fool

♪ and as sure
as me name is carney ♪

♪ I'll be off to Californey

♪ where,
instead of diggin' praties ♪

♪ I'll be diggin' lumps
of gold. ♪

Ho! Come on, there!

Come on!

Come on, now!

Go on.

Go on.

Whoa.

Good night, Mark.

Hup! Go on!

Hup!

Go on!

They took ten shillings less
a head, ma...

The mullaneys,
and the others, too.

Aye, well...

What else could they do?

We'd get twice as much
at trallock station.

Trallock station?

At the big fair.

We'd get even more if we
floated them across the sea

and sold them
in Liverpool.

You're serious.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Mark...
Trallock station's 40 miles away

and we have no transport.

How do you expect
to get them there?

They've got legs...

Haven't they?

It's a daft idea.

Have you fed
the calves?

I'll be home
for supper.

God bless all here.

Ah, Mark.

Hiya, Mark.

Hiya.

Well, Mark

come in.

Sit down by the fire, boy.

Uh, if you don't mind

I'll first cool off
a bit, Fergus.

The walking, you know.

Well, Mark

what's new around the world?

The pope has made
an appeal for peace

and has asked everyone
everywhere to pray for us.

Blast him the old meddler...
Why doesn't he keep

his bald head out of it
and let them at it

so we may get a decent price
for our cattle.

Oh, dear god,
that's a terrible way

to talk about
the holy father.

You'll go straight to hell.

Let him stick to his prayers.

If there's a war,
the price of cattle will double

just like it did the last time.

Shame on you.

And the Germans will beat

the stuffing out of the British

and we'll have

a united Ireland

free from top to tail.

Give me the British
before the Huns

any day.

Sit down, woman,
and don't provoke me.

You're nothing
but a foolish man.

Hitler is a madman.

Everybody says so.

And you're a bloody fool,
Fergus Mullaney...

Thinking only
of yourself

and the price of cows.

You... you...

You... you beware, woman!

Beware!

I'd better go see after him.

You see what I
have to put up with?

Me, a man who fought
for his country

when most of
his neighbors
were under the bed.

An ungrateful wife,
that's what.

And this... this...

Ungrateful truck.

Aah, I was never good
with machinery.

How is your mother?

Never better.

She's a great woman.

You will never see a poor day

while your mother's
alive, Mark.

Me own dear mother,
god rest her

she's sitting
on a silver chair tonight

in the hallowed halls
of heaven.

I had a great mother.

Did anybody in this
part of the world

ever drive cattle
to Trallock fair?

So that's your grand idea.

Well, you're not the first
to have it, you know.

But has it
ever been tried?

Can't be done.

Why not? It's
only 40 miles.

What are you
thinking of doing?

Driving them along the road

like as if they were motorcars?

You can't afford lorries
like the jobbers can.

You'd have to take them
cross country

through the bogs
and the thickets

watching out for thieves
who'd be only too willing

to run off
with your strays.

And you could never rely
on the weather.

No, there's
many a good reason

why it hasn't been done.

There's always reasons
not to do something.

Will you come in with me?

Are you sure?

Are you sure

this is something
you want to do?

I'm certain of it.

Well, I have a few heifers
and Rosecrans and weanlings

that I've been
holding back

for a better price.

You're welcome
to take them along.

Thank you, Fergus.

You'll find others
thinking the same.

With a bit of luck,

you can put together
a goodly herd.

You'll need drovers.

I'll get them.

You must have a handful of cows
among you.

Yeah, well one
thing is sure...

We'll go along
with you on the day

with or
without cattle.

Thanks. We can get
half the countryside

to come along with me
just for the fun of the thing.

It's the cattle I need,
not wasters.

Mark, you know
we're not wasters.

Look, we have
the cattle.

Now we're going to
go along with you.

All right,

so long as you're
not wasters.

Mark, lad.

Rector.

Is it true
what they're all
saying about you?

Well, that depends now,
doesn't it?

On just
what they're saying.

That you've a plan
to drive cattle

all the way to Trallock.

Have you something
against it?

On the contrary.

A good lesson is what
those jobbers need.

But I think it best

you keep your
plans to yourself.

Faraway cows

have long horns.

Are you insinuating

that I listen
to what don't concern me?

Tell me what
you heard, vester

and I'll tell you
if it concerned you.

I heard nothing that
wasn't meant to be heard.

I'm telling you, Mark doran

that driving cattle
to Trallock fair

instead of selling them here

to benefit the people
you live among...

You mean you.

I mean prosperity
begins at home.

Prosperity for whom?

For the jobbers
and their puppet
master, is it?

Is it me you're
calling a name?

If the shoe fits.

There are witnesses here

and you make another
such accusation...

I don't care what protestant
collar you're wearing...

All he's saying is
that your jobbers

are robbing the people
of this town

right, left and center.

My jobbers.

Yours to the hilt,
vester since
you're the one

paying him to keep
their prices down

and then splitting
the profits

when they sell
them afterwards.

I'm warning you...

Okay, that's enough.

The rector has more important
things to be thinking about...

Like when are you
going to convert me?

I'll immerse you
this minute

if you'll come to
the river with me.

Will you do two
for the price of one?

Now you've
spoiled it.

Mmm. Bina has
an eye for you.

I know.

I must go now.

But I leave you

with a one-word
suggestion...

Which you may
freely disregard.

Mm.

Reconnaissance.

Annie, I didn't
surprise you?

Who else could it be?

I forget the practical
woman you are.

So, did you have
trouble getting away?

No, but I can't stay long.

We best get on with it.

That's enough of that.

It's never enough.

Well, it will have to be;

you said you had a plan.

Oh, I'm seeing me
auntie Maeve tonight.

She has a friend who knows
the lay of the land.

A plan about us.

What about us?

You said you had a plan.

About the cattle drive.

Not about us.

I guess I didn't make
it plain. I'm sorry.

Then you've no plan about us
getting married...

Just about the cattle.

You disappointed?
Why should I be
disappointed?

We talk about marriage
all the time

and never do anything about it.

Why should I be disappointed
this time?

I'm sorry, Annie;
Me mind's been taken up.

Are we getting married or not?

Of course,
we're getting married.

I love you.

I want to marry ya...

As soon as
I ask your father.

Well then, ask him.

Oh, I can ask him all right.

That's easy enough.

"Fergus Mullaney,
I wish to marry

your daughter Annie
if you don't mind."

"Oh, is that what
you wish?" He says.

And then he tears
me head off.

Then don't ask him;
Just face up and tell him.

Just tell him.
Yes.

It'll have the same
result, now wouldn't?

Me, without a head.

The whole idea
of you leaving him...

Then what do we do, sneak and
skulk the rest of our lives?

I love you, too, Mark.

I want us to be married,
and I would

like that to be,
if you don't mind

before I'm too old
to bear children.

That's nothing
to joke about.

You think I'm joking.

That's a man's response,
now, isn't it?

You're going to have to face up
to him sooner or later.

Are you that afraid?

Your father is
fearsome when aroused...
He's been known...

So you're saying
I'm in love with a coward.

No, absolutely not.

Fear is not a matter
of cowardice.

What you do when
your fearful...

Now, that's the sign.

Then what are you
planning to do?

I'm thinking on it.

Right now, me
head's occupied.

With cows.

Well, I'm not a cow,
Mark doran,

and you'd better start
thinking on that.

We will get married.

I promise you.

Only we can't wait forever.

Ah... my flower.

You grow more like your father
every day.

Those same eyes,
those same looks

as though butter wouldn't melt.

I still miss him,
you know?

You grew up close,
he always said.

Brother and sister
against the world.

Your mother's well?

Very well. She sends her best.

And mine to her.

How's Annie?

Annie Mullaney?

Don't go innocent on me.

You know right well
which Annie I mean.

Come on. When are
you two going to...

Soon enough.

Well, if you want me
speaking to Fergus...

No.

No, I'll handle Fergus.

Well, you'll be the first
to live to tell that tale.

All right, so let's go

if we're going to go
with the light.
Maeve...

Yes, that's me.

I appreciate your help...
You know that...

But you're not
going on the drive.

I hope I've made
that plain.
You have.

You have, and I passed on
your concern to the Weanlings

and, um... they insist
I go with them.

They're not like
the bullocks.

You know, they need...

They need comforting.

I'm serious, Maeve.

It'll be too hard on you.

You need all the help
you can get.

I've got good men...

There was never a good man

that wasn't made better

by a good woman.

I'm taking your
cows, not you.

You are the spitting image
of your father...

The way you put your hand
down there like that.

I mean it.

So did he.

For all the good it did him.

Go on. Let's go.

Now, first
you've got a riverbed

but that's almost dry
this time of year

and will give you no trouble.

And soon after,
you're on to Philly hind's place

where you'll rest up
after the herd

have stripped his field,
and strip it, they will.

I don't mind...
I'm getting well paid.

That's good

because I amen't.

Now...

You leave Philly's

at first light
and proceed northward

but you've got a peat bog here,
and you must

cross it direct.

We'll be careful.

Now, you keep north

until you get
to the swamps.

You'll need hay
waiting for you.

Give the herd
a rest there.

Call them off, Martin.

They're not on, vester.

If I'd called them on,

you'd have your throat
torn out of you by now.

How are you?

Have a seat.

I'm fine. Thanks.

Your boys around?

Why? You need them for a job?

You heard about the cattle drive
young Doran's planning.

To Trallock?
He'll never get there.

That country's too rough.
And what if he does?

It's bad news for
all of us, Martin.

I'll make out.

Don't be a fool, man.

You make your living from me.

Who else would buy
those cows you steal?

It's not stealing.

Oh, of course not.

They're only strays

you find lonesome
along the road.

Look...

I'm out of business...

If that lad succeeds.

Well, you've got your pub.

Which only pays the rent,

Martin, little more than that.

It's the cattle
that brings the real profit.

So what exactly are you saying?

I'm saying...

That those cows
don't reach Trallock.

And then
you're off to Bessie's.

Bessie who?

Just Bessie.

She's been married
so many times

with so many names

she's just
become Bessie
to one and all.

Now you're in
wild country

and you won't see as much clover
as would put a patch

on the seat of your trousers.

Are you getting this now?

Don't worry about him.

He is a respectful boy,
and he has learned to listen.

Good.

Now comes the test.

What test?

Shh...

You are now climbing
the Cunnackawneen

which is a haunted hill.

There's many would avoid it.

But if you want
to arrive early

in Trallock with
a healthy herd

you'll have to climb

the haunted hill

and bed down
for two nights

because that hill is green

and if it's green,
it's grass.

Let your herd feed
on that grass.

Rest well...

Because you've
the very dry

open fields to cross
without feed

on your last days to Trallock.

And you've proof
the hill is haunted by the folk.

Aye. The old native Irish...

Tiny, blocky men

with ferocious strength

and naked as newborn babes.

And they've been seen.

Well...

All I can say is,
there's many a braggart

climbed that hill
with black hair...

...and came down with white.

Philly hind is a good man
to lend us his field.

That old man
was right, you know.

Our herd'll strip it to Clay
in one evening.

And what are we
giving him for this?

Well, the use of my field
when his is bare.

I've been thinking
of getting his wife a present.

I might get her...
A bottle of Lourdes water.

She's very devout, you know.

Very devout
to the blessed virgin.

And where are we going
to get Lourdes water?

All water's the same.

It's the thought
that matters.

Now, what I do is I find...

I find another
very devout woman

and I get her
to bless the water.

Right? And we needn't tell her
that she's transforming

ordinary water
into Lourdes water.

Now, one of us is enough
to carry the guilt

and since the whole plan
is mine...

I hereby... absolve...

All of ye.

Giddyap!

Tractor!

Whoa!

Hold on!

Hey!

Whoa!
Whoa!

I drove one of these

for four years in France
without a single accident.

Not of my own accord, that is.

Blown up a few times,
but that was enemy shelling

and I don't count that
against me.

Sheep!

Hold on!

Look out!

Sheep!

Bloody sheep!

They think they own the road.

Ya-hoo-hoo!

Look at them two.

I'll be out in a minute.

Who are they?
Are they crazy?

The man's name's fizz Moran

and I'm told he's
eager to help us

do our reconnaissance...

Though I'm not
exactly sure why.

Phew!

Why? I'll tell you why.

Because I'm on the side
of the little man...

Not because I'm of small stature
myself, but...

We're very grateful
for your help.

This looks like a
good, wide street
to stand our cattle.

There you could be wrong,
my young friend.

It's on the way
to the railroad station.

That means a continuing traffic
of cows going up to the pens.

No, no, no. Avoid this street
like the plague.

Then where is
the best place for us?

This is the best possible place
in the whole of Trallock

to stand your cattle.

The durango is
the hub of the fair.

Every prospective buyer
comes up here to be seen.

Hmm.

Then this is where
we'll put them

and hope for
acceptance.

Not so fast.

If we have to pay...

It's not a question
of payment.

The square is free

to all the citizens
of Ireland.

No, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

It's a matter of tradition.

For 200 years, the landed
families around here

have been standing their cattle
on this spot.

Ah, the landed families.

Well, one in particular.

Who imagines this choice piece
of public property

belongs exclusively
to him.

He doesn't imagine.

He knows.

Ah. And the name
of this lord and master?

Bill Gobberley
of Gortnagreena.

Ah. I've heard
of the man.

Not filled with the milk
of human kindness.

Hmm.

And if we were
to stand our cattle...

On this spot...

There would
be bloodshed.

But it could be done.

You don't know what
you'd be up against.

Still, it
could be done.

It never has been.

You'd have terrible
odds against you.

Going up
against the Gobberleys?

I don't know.

Still...

With organization
with flair,

and with the right
men, possibly...

I wouldn't
say probably...

But could it
possibly be done?

With those
three elements

firmly in place...

Possibly.

Well, then,
the rector here

will supply the flair.

We have the right
men for the job,

and as you well know,

our village is
famed for the
organizing quality

of its people.

I didn't know that.

Mmm.

Mmm.

It's not just your
own stock, you know.

It's my father's
and your aunt's

and the Sullivan's

and some of the others
who only have a few cows

and that's their
whole life.

I'm aware of that.

They're all of
them trusting you.

I know
I'm carrying their hopes.

And it doesn't weigh
you down a bit?

It lifts me up.

I accept the obligation.

I might have a bit more
than some, you know,

but all that means is
more reason to help those

who don't have as much.

I mean, there's so much
that can go wrong.

I'll not be discouraged,
you know.

I'm not trying
to discourage you...

Only that
it's a bold undertaking.

Well, it takes a bold man,
now, doesn't it?

To undertake
a bold enterprise.

Such as eating
these berries, now

if I can be so bold.

Keep out of that basket;
They're needed for tarts.

I'm only taking a few.

You're taking
a few each time.

That adds up
to a bit more than a few.

Do you trust me, Annie?

Not with berries.

Do you trust me?

You asked me that.

I'm waiting
for an answer.

Do you think I'd be here now
if I didn't?

You'll succeed.
I know you will.

You know me, Annie.

When I set me
mind to a thing

there's no stopping me.

So you're ready, then?

Ready, willing

and able.

That fruit's needed
for the tarts.

One won't make
the difference.

Have one yourself.

Annie?

Annie?

Annie, where the
devil have you been?

Your mother's looking for you.

What are you doing here?

He was coming
to see you.

He's ready now.

Ready for what?

His mind's all set

and he's wanting
to tell you.

You were coming to see me?

He was.

Well...

I'd have to say, there...

There's a shorter way
to my house

than over this hill.

But not a bolder one.

It's a similar hill

to what we'll meet
driving the cattle.

I thought I could
get a few ideas

about the obstacles.

I see.

And, uh...

What were you coming
to see me about

that your mind
is so set on?

Only to tell you the
drive's all arranged.

I'd best
be taking these down.

And, uh,
the route planned?

And the hay
arranged for.

And the place in Trallock
where you'll be standing them.

Mm-hmm.

Well, my son's
told me all that.

There's, uh...

No need for you
to tell me that in person.

I'm a big believer
in face-to-face.

Same as meself.

Annie, for example.

Any man should hurt her

I'd do nothing
behind his back.

Face-to-face, it'll be.

With a shovel.

I'll take his head

clean and clear
off his shoulders.

You were always a man
of strong feeling.

That's right. So...

Any idea about the obstacles?

The obstacles?

The reason
you came over the hill.

Oh.

Yes. Uh, I've
always been clear

about the obstacles.

Good.

Life is full of obstacles

and it's better
to know what they are

so you can avoid them.

Or surmount them.

Well, now, that depends
on the obstacle, doesn't it?

No. Sometimes,
it just depends on the person.

Now, my friends, keep your eyes
open at all times

and remember that at no time

are the horse and wagon
to be left unattended.

On Sunday,
we'll be obliged to miss mass

but it's safe to say
we're doing god's work

because we're
helping the poor...

We are.

Namely, ourselves.

Nothing will stop us.

We will get to Trallock

and enter the durango
with our heads held high

and our cattle standing there
for all to see.

And to buy!

Oh, yeah.

I know we carry
your hopes with us.

Don't fail us, now.

We won't.

I promise y'all...
We will not fail you.

With god's help,
we will succeed.

We will.

Let's be on our way, then.

Wait!

Wait now!

Wait for this old fellow.

Come on.

Come on, now.

He hasn't been doing
his duty lately

and I thought I just
might as well sell him.

Will you take
him, Maeve?

I will.

I know he served
your cattle well

the last time
I loaned him to you.

He did.

I know you'll
look after him.

I'll take great care
of him for you, Fergus.

He could still
do well, you know

if only he'd put
his mind to it.

So you're not coming with us.

Ah, no. I think
you've got enough help.

Well, you'll be missed.

Good luck to you.

Bye, old fellow.

Are we ready, then?

We are!

Yes!
We are!

Here we go, now.

Let's go!

Yes!

Let's go!

Take them to
Trallock, son.

Thanks, mom.

God go with you.

Hup! Hup!

That's it...
Go on, go on.

Hup! Hup! Hup!

Nice and easy, now.

Watch out.

Bring 'em this way.

Nice and easy. Nice and easy.

Straight on in.

Straight on. Come on.

Hello, lads!

Bring 'em on in here!

A grand day for it.

It's a lovely day,
Mrs. Hinds.

Well, have a cup
of tea, love.

Bet you'd never believe
you'd get this far.

Well, I
believe it now.

Here you are.

Cheers,
everybody!

Cheers!

And the cows!

The cows!

The cows!

David.

Huh?

Get up.

It's your turn, boy.

Good night, Mark.

Good night.

Good night, honey.

Old man was right.

Look strict to the Clay.

Wait!

Wait!

You'll need this if you're going

to cross Cunnackawneen.

It's holy water from Lourdes

and there's no
finer protection.

Ay, save the
water, love.

Take care now.

God be with you.

Keep them moving. Go on.

Ya! Ya! Ya!

This field used to belong
to the butlers years ago.

I drove for them
one time as a boy.

It was a terrible year
for potatoes, that year

with good folk
dying all around.

People complain now

but there was real
starvation then.

Not as bad as the famine.

It was all the potatoes'
fault, you see.

They were after
leaving us down again.

You can't go blaming
the potatoes.

It's men
make famines.

Whoa!

Watch them
over there.

Hold up.

The bogs.

We'll have to keep them
on the path.

Okay. So,
come on.

Go through here.

Easy, easy.

Stay together.

Don't rush them.

That's right.

Keep moving.

Easy girls. Come on.

Easy, now.

Keep 'em tight.

Come on, here, come on.

Let's go, Billy.

Take your time.

Don't rush them now.

Watch the signs.

Right below the wagon.

Hup! Hup!

Don't rush them.

Come on, now, lass.

Hup!

Mark!

There are two going bad!

Get them back in!

The others
will follow!

Yeah! Go easy!

The two loose ones...

Tom! Whatever you do,
don't let the bull

in the bog. Please!

Thomas Fergus, get
that bull out!

Good boy, Tom!

Come on, right now.

Let's go. Come on.

Go on, go on, go on.

That's it. Go on.

Easy, now. Easy, now.

Go on, go on.

Hip! Hip! Hip!

What's so funny?

What?

You've had a smile
on your face

the last three miles.

I'm thinking about how
I'll be spending the money.

I thought
maybe a car...

One of those new
little automobiles.

Where would you be
getting the petrol
with a war on?

Sure, it's not us
that's at war.

Don't you read
the papers?

There's submarines sinking
tankers right and left.

We'll be lucky if...

Dogs.

I thought I heard
dogs barking.

They're silent now,
whoever they are

but we'd best keep
an eye peeled.

So, how will you
be spending yours, then?

I've got responsibilities.

Ooh. Would one of them
be 19 years of age

with a manner she didn't learn
from the sisters?

A blind man
around the two of you

if he couldn't tell
from the sight

he could tell from the heat.

But don't worry, Mark.

Dad likes you.

He'll only break
a bone or two.

Come on.

The swamps...
Where we left the hay.

Burned.

Burned to the ground.

Monsters.

Vester McCarthy.

I knew he'd try
something like this.

It's the Mooleys.

I bet you it was
their dogs I heard...

Yeah, but Vester's
behind it all.

Never mind that now.

We've got to get
the cattle fed.

Whist!

Watch out there, lads!

Dogs, lads, dogs!

Go on!

Keep the cattle together!

Watch your backs!

Keep the cattle together!

Hold 'em! Hold 'em!

Keep 'em on the path!

Clear the way!

Careful!

Move!

Go on!

Keep moving!

Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup! Hup!

Come along now!

Keep 'em out of the swamps!

Watch that one there.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

I thought you could use
a rear guard!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ah, rector.

'Tis god himself
who brought you here.

Well, actually,
it was a motorcycle.

It was the Mooley's
doing, all right.

We can't stay
the night here.

We'll have to push on
to Bessie's.

She'll have fodder there
for them.

Can we make it
by nightfall?

If not we'll go
in the dark.

The wagon will
lead the way

to make sure
of the path.

Tom don't like
the dark.

Do you, Tom?

Shut your trap.

Always been scared
of the dark. He has.

Ever since
he was little.
I said shut up.

He used to beg
me... "Please

"don't blow out
the light, Jack.

Please leave it on."
All right. That's it.

Never do much harm

to each other,
though, do they?

It's not for the
want of trying.

It's more a matter
of skill, I'd say.

Look how wide they
throw their punches.

Not the proper
way at all.

Now, you take the punch
of the great Joe Louis...

Short and straight
as an arrow.

You must be talking

about the
right hand,
then, are you?

Yeah. Because, you
see, the left hand...

Well, to my
knowledge, anyway...

The left hand comes

from a much more
roundabout route

but the devastation can
be just as complete.

Madam, you surprise me
with your knowledge

of the manly art.

I'm a lifelong student

of the ways men
do their damage.

I'll go on ahead to see
if the coast is clear.

And what about these
battlers here?

They'll tire of it
soon enough.

Hello in the house!

Are you the army? Is it?

I'm Mark doran

and I'm here in advance
of a herd of cattle

on the way to Trallock.

Good. I heard
you were coming.

Algie! Algie, you
can come back now!

'Tis only a lad from
beyond the ways!

Come back in, love,
and put some clothes on!

Yeah.

You can rest yourself.

Until your cows arrive!

He's a deserter from the army,
god bless him.

That's why he fled
into the field.

There's a patrol
after him.

You didn't see
any soldiers, did you?

No.

Good. If they catch him

they'll beat him to a pulp.

That's just for beginners.

Are you related to him, then?

Never saw him before last night

when he turned up shivering
on the doorstep.

Do you expect me
to turn him away?

A fine-looking

lad like that?

Hmm.

Sit down, love, and have
a nourishing cup of tea.

He's dressed like that

because I'm dying
his trousers another color.

Those are army boots.

They're sure to
recognize them.

When he leaves,
I've promised him these.

Mmm.

So... where are you headed?

England.

He's joining the British army.

You're running
away from one army

to join another.

He's got his reasons,
don't you, love?

They catch me

and it's 18 months

in cork detention center.

I've already spent
116 days in there.

I can tell you,
it's no place for a human being.

And what did you do
to get put in there?

Well, if stealing army socks

and selling them
to needy farmers is a crime

then I'm a guilty man.

Hmm.

But where they sent me

hell is a picnic
by comparison.

And he wants to fight...

What's that fellow's
name, love?

Hitler.

He wants to fight
someone named Hitler

and he don't
even know the man.

Oh. Uh...

Right.

Come on.

You're joining
the British army.

Take the
king's shilling.

Betraying
your own people.

Traitor.

One for the books...
Short and to the point.

Seems to me the Mullaney
brothers spend more time

on their back than they
do on their feet.

You can turn me in,
but I'm telling you now

you'll have to
kill me to do it.

I'm not going back
to that hole

and I have nowhere
else to go since
the wife took sick

and died of
the consumption.

When she died,
the end of her

was the end
of me, so...

I'm going to
join the war

because maybe
something good

will happen to me

and because I’m
a fully trained

Vickers machine gunner,
and in the British army

that's worth an extra
ten and six a week.

No hard feelings, huh?

We're not
turning you in.

And if you want
to come along...

Yeah.

Why not?

We could use
an extra man...

Especially one
with spunk.

That's true.

♪ if I was a blackbird ♪

♪ I'd whistle and sing

♪ and I'd follow the ship
that my true love sailed in ♪

♪ and in the top rigging,
I'd there build my nest ♪

♪ and I'd pillow my head
on his Lily-white breast ♪

♪ I am a young maiden,
and my story is sad ♪

♪ for once I was courted
by a brave sailor lad ♪

♪ he courted me strongly
by night and by day ♪

♪ but now my dear sailor
has gone far away ♪

♪ he promised to take me
to donnybrook fair ♪

♪ to buy me red ribbons
to tie up my hair ♪

♪ and when he'd returned
from the ocean so wide ♪

♪ he'd take me and make me
his own lovin' bride ♪

♪ his parents, they slight me
and will not agree ♪

♪ that I and my sailor boy
married should be ♪

♪ but when he comes home,
I will greet him with joy ♪

♪ and I'll take to my bosom
my dear sailor boy. ♪

Thank you, Bess, for
all you've done for me.

Now, that's a thank you.

Go on, go on.

Move along, fella!

Come on, now, let's go.

Jay...

Get up, now.

You never said
the Cunnackawneen.

You only said a hill.

It is only a hill,
same as any other.

It's not like
any other.

It's haunted.

I'm not paying you
to stay the night on it

just to graze
your animals there.

We can camp down
here at the base.

Look, I don't care
where you camp.

I want your animals
occupying the summit

so's nobody else
can graze there.

Until when?

A couple of
days, no more...

What we
agreed upon.

...it wasn't
three days...

...says never go
near them...

There's no going round;
It'll take too long.

We'll never get
to the fair in time.

We got to go over that hill.

Then let's just go
up there

and drive the donkeys off.

That means a fight
with the donkey men.

We can take
care of them.

No. No fighting.

Those donkey men
won't go up on top.

They're too afraid.

They're afraid
of the little people...

"Tiny, blocky men

with ferocious
strength

and naked as newborn babies."

So?

So...

He's little.

So are you.

And, um, begging
your pardon, but
you're no giant.

Yes!

What's that?

What's what?

I heard something.

It's the animals.

No. It was closer.

One of them

strayed down the hill.

It's no animal.
It was no human either.

It's the little people!

They're driving away the herd!

Run for your lives!

Whoa!

Algie, algie...

You know, algie, you may
be a good machine-gunner

but you also make one
devil of a leprechaun.

I thought you might have
a use for this.

Thank you.

You'll be moving out

early in the
morning, I assume.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I'll be back tomorrow,

bringing up the rear.

Any provisions

you might need?

Can I come with you?

I've got some
business.

Come on.

Shh!

Are you all right?

Is there trouble?

Everything's fine.

Will you marry me?

In the middle of the night?

I have a plan for us.

Is it too cold for you?
You're shivering.

I'm not shivering;
I'm waiting.

I don't want you
catching cold.

I'll catch the pneumonia

if you don't soon tell me
this plan of yours.

Okay, listen to this.

We don't ask your father
and we don't tell him.

He finds out
in the tea leaves.

We elope.

That's your plan?

We run away?

It's not exactly running.

It's not exactly
staying either.

Would you stop
splitting hairs, Annie?

We're almost
to Trallock.

We're going to get there.

I know it now as sure
as I know anything.

I sell the cows,
we'll have the money

and then there's
a railroad at Trallock.

We slip away without
anyone noticing.

We get on that railroad
train, and we're off

to Dublin or cork, and
there we get married.

Without ever telling him?
We tell him
when we get back.

And what makes you think he
won't tear off your head then?

Because I'll be
his son-in-law.

And you think he draws
the line at relatives?

I think he would not want

to deprive his
daughter of a husband

who might already be
the future father

of his only grandchild.

In other words

his previous
objections would be

as they say in a
court of law, moot.

I will meet you in Trallock.

Can you dream of a better
plan? It's perfect.

Now, do think that way,
he'll give us his blessing?

I would like that.

I know he will...

Given the passage of time.

We marry, and you keep
your head on your shoulders.

You make it sound cowardly.

I don't mean to.

Well, maybe it is.

I wouldn't want
a headless husband...

But I'm not sure I like
the sound of that word:

"Elope."

Will you forget
the sound of it?

It's the fact of it
you'll like.

We'll be married, Annie.

It's all that matters.

Trallock... there she is.

Is that an army
lorry you see?

Aye, with soldiers
around it.

Ah, looking for me,
I'm sure.

You can catch the train
to Dublin from there.

Yeah, I hope so.

Then I can get out
of this accursed country.

You're
starting
again.

Look, I didn't mean...

This country
is not a curse

and I won't have
you talking about
it in that way.

Listen, I love this country...
Honest, I do.

Some of the people in it,
I don't like.

You know, there were
times when I doubted

we'd even make it this far.

You've done
a great job, Mark.

We've done
it together.

Oh, no. You planned it.

You're the leader.

They all look up to you.

Eh...

Oh, come on.
Look, I hate modest men.

They're no use to themselves
or anybody else...

Always looking for a bushel
to hide their light under.

You'd prefer a
braggart, then.

No.

I like a man
who knows what he is.

Suppose he doesn't like
what he knows?

Then he changes it.

There so much more in you, Mark,
than you know.

Thank you, auntie Maeve.

And I didn't say that

just to put a smile
on your face

either, I can tell ya.

Hiya!

Up! Up!

We could get trapped.

It's so dry.

Make you thirsty
just to look at it.

Cross there
and they start a fire.

Roast beef?

We have to
do it, though.

It's the
shortest way.

No. We'll find a route

along the river...

Cross if we have to.

We can't afford
the time, Mark!

We could get there
too late.

You said it yourself...
We've got to take
the quickest way.

We must be, god
willing, tomorrow.

It's too big a risk
going through that field.

Better to lose a few in the
water than the lot in fire.

We don't know there
will be a fire.

We've got
to get there.

We'll get there.

Before the best
places are gone?

What's the point
in getting there

if we've no place
to stand cattle?

We've got to take
the quickest way

or it just won't
be worth it.

He's got a point, you know?

We'll have come
all this way

for naught.

Might as well
stayed home

and sold them
to vester.

I say we push
on through

and damn the fire!

They'll follow you

no matter
what decision you make.

I don't know, Maeve...

Don't know if I'm cut out
to be a leader.

It's too late for that now.

What if I decide wrong?

You'll be human
like the rest of us.

And there'll be
a lot of dead cows.

Yes, but it'll
be your decision.

This was all your idea,
wasn't it?

A great cattle drive
to Trallock.

Well, we're not there yet.

You know, I was right
in not wanting you along.

Well, there's no time for that.

Come on. Just make
your mind up, will you?

Make your mind up.

We're all waiting.

I say we cross the river.

Thank you!

We'll find a trail

and come back
for the rest of youse.

Ha. Good luck.

Up!

Good.

There should be a place
to cross up ahead.

If we get that far.

Uh-oh. Trouble.

You there, hold up!

Have you seen anything

of an Irish soldier
around here?

I'm looking
for a deserter.

We haven't seen him.

We wouldn't tell
you if we had.

Then you'd be

breaking the law.

It wouldn't be
the first time

and wouldn't be
the last time.

That's enough, Maeve.

Then you confess
to seeing him.

Confess?

Did I confess?

My eyesight must be
really failing me.

I didn't notice you had

your collar
on backwards.

I told you,
we haven't seen him.

And I know your lying kind.

You miserable lot wouldn't
give the time of day

to a man in uniform.

Who are you
calling miserable?

Or does it take one
to know one?
Maeve...

I am a respectable woman,
in case you haven't noticed

so go stuff
a sock in it!

All right,
get down off there.

I'm taking you in.
You're taking nobody.

I told you,
we've seen no deserter.

Now, you can take our word

or you can explain
to your superiors

how you got a bellyful
of buckshot

from interfering
with honest farmers.

Well, just in case

you happen to see
the little weasel

tell him sergeant
Rowley was here

and I've got
a nice, warm bed

waiting for him
at the center.

Let them pass.

"Bellyful
of buckshot"...

That's very good.

I was dying for
you to shoot him.

Eh, he's only
doing his job.

Yeah, but he was
enjoying his job.

Would you have shot
him, do you think?

Well, you're
a peaceful lad

like your dad,
god bless him.

We'll never know now,
will we?

True.

Go on!

Move along! Hup!

Yup! Yup! Hup!

Yup! Yup! Yup! Yup!

Come on!

Hup! Hup! Hup!

Keep going!

You're looking
in the wrong
direction.

He'll be coming
from over there.

You look for the fire.

I'll look for the sergeant.

Don't worry, algie.

We won't let him
take you.

You don't know
sergeant Rowley.

He's the devil himself.

I can tell you,
when I'm around that man,

I can smell the fumes of hell
coming out of him.

That's why
I know he's near.

There's that same
smell in the air.

Algie...

I can smell it
right now.

That's what you smell,

and it isn't
your bloody
sergeant!

Fire!

Come on, lads!
Before they're trapped!

This way!
Come on! Come on!

Through here!
Go on! Hup! Hup!

Hurry now!

Hup! Hup!

Move! Move! Move!

Algie! Algie! Come on!

Keep them out of the fire!
Move! Move!

Move! Come on!

Down to the
river, lads!

We're not far!
Go on!

Come on! Keep moving!

Where's the river?!

Hurry, lads!

I can't see it!

Watch out!

It's up ahead there!

Straight ahead! Straight ahead!

Go on! Move! Move!

Move along now!

Hurry, lads! Come on now!

What are we going to do?

Where are we going
to take them?!

Draw them here!

Draw them here!

Come on!

This way, lads!

Bring them down here now!

Bring them down!

There's a Mooley!

Come on now!

Hup! Hup!

Hup! Hup!

Keep moving.

Come on!

Keep together!

Hey!

Yeow!

Hey-yup!

Yup!

Come on!

Let's get the wagon!

Made it.

Good work, Mark!

Right again.

Smarty-pants.

Look at them stupid animals.

Like nothing at all happened.

You think they'd be
grateful to us for
saving their hides.

Maybe they know... only
to lead them to slaughter.

This isn't over yet.

Yeow! Yeow! Yeow!

Mark...

No...

You're not going anywhere.

Empty your pockets.

What's that you've got
in your hand?

Give me that.

Give me that!

Look...

Enough matches to fire
the whole country!

Well, you know,
I thought that
even the Mooleys

wouldn't do this.

Give me that.

Give it to me!

What are you
going to do?

What does it look like?
I'll let them

say their prayers.
I'm not a pagan.

You're not going
to shoot us!

Oh-oh!
I think she is.

She can't!
She's a woman!

I don't think
that'll stop her.

Did you ever hear the phrase,
"ladies first"?

We were
only trying
to scare you!

Well, you should be
ashamed of yourself.

Lying before
you meet your maker.

Now, wait a minute now.

You're a sportswoman,
are you not, madam?

I am a sportswoman, sir!

Then you'll give
these poor fellas

a sporting chance.

And what would
that be?

Give them a run
for their money.

Give them a space
of 50 yards

before you
start shooting.

50?

40, then.

Enough to give
them a chance,
and yet give you

a fair shot at them.

40 paces
it'll be, then.

Count yourselves lucky to have
met a true Christian female

not indifferent
to distress

and with a fine sense
of sportsmanship.

Will you do
the counting for me?

It would be
my pleasure.

Any last requests?

Start at the
count of three

and remember,
after 40 paces,
you're fair game.

Ready?

One...

No! No! No!

Two...

Three!

Look at them!

Go on!

Go! Go! Go!

Yeah!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Now all we have to do...

...is finish off
the Gobberleys.

Ah, you'll need a plan

for the Gobberleys.

Can we borrow
your motorbike?

That's my nephew.

Head full
of plans.

Of course.

And your revolver?

With pleasure.

And might you have
bits and pieces of your uniform

from the previous war?

I haven't fit
into them for years.

We'll find
someone who will.

Are we going
to start a war?

But I need a man
with a military bearing

someone who can pass
as a soldier.

Look no further.

No. It's too dangerous
for you to be seen.

If you get caught...

When are you planning
this mission?

The Gobberleys
get there at dawn.

I know
sergeant Rowley.

He'll still be
sleeping off

the effects
of the night before.

I'm your man.

Don't know, algie.

It's the least
I can do

after what you're
doing for me.

I was a good soldier,
you know.

I just couldn't
take the abuse.

Good morning,
Mr. Gobberley.

And the same to you,
Mr. Gobberley!

Look out!

In the name of the republic,
I declare this ground

to be the property
of the people of Ireland!

The republican army!

I order all imperialists

to quit this ground
this instant minute

under pain of death!

Just a minute now.

I hope nobody was shot
that didn't deserve it.

Come on. Let's
get these animals

where they're supposed
to be going. Come on.

Hey, yup, yup, yup, yup!

I'm for the republic, man!

I am a good republican!

We'll see
about that!

Leave this place at once!

God save the republic!

It was the republican army.

I know it for sure.

The daring of it!

The suddenness!

Here one minute,
gone the next!

It's their calling card,
all right.

Did you see the jig
they had Bill Gobberley doing?

The look on his face.

He'll go a long time
living that down.

Here we are.

He's not
defying them, is he?

Okay, lads.

Drive them in here.

Good morning
to you, sir.

I'm Mark doran.

This is our
cattle, driven
here to be sold.

If we inconvenience you

in any way,
please let me know

and it shall be
rectified at once.

But this...
What just happened...

Those men with the guns?

Whoever did what,
I trust no one got hurt.

With god's help,
here we are

only hoping to get
as good a price as possible.

Well, now... at this hour

I think this calls
for a bit of breakfast.

And a warning.

Only a few
minutes ago,

I saw a young
fella here

taking off bits
and pieces of
a uniform

and throwing them
into the sidecar
of a motorbike

and then scooting off
around the corner.

Now, in fact,
you have been duped.

They're no more
the I.R.A. Than I am.

You have accomplished what
no man has ever done before

but as I told you,
there will be retribution.

When do you think
they'll come?

Well, they'll
size you up first

make sure they've
got the advantage.

But come they will.

You've upset 200 years
of their lording over
everyone else

and the Gobberleys can't afford
to take that lying down.

Now, they'll have
knopsticks as well

and maybe a pocketful

of nice, roundy stones

handy for pelting cattle
and them that drives cattle

and for sure and certain

Bill Gobberley will
have a Blackjack up
the sleeve of his coat

and no man knows
better how to use it.

And there's
many a farmer's boy

with a fractured skull
would testify to...

Hello.

Could I please
trouble you for another

bit of bread, sir

to mop up the last
of these lovely eggs

and perhaps counter the chill
that just came over me.

Ah... your job's
to watch out for
the Gobberleys.

Are you seller?

I am.

Ah, so you're the lad
that chased away
the Gobberleys.

Mm-hmm.

By god, I never
thought I'd see the day

and you know what?

I won't quibble with you
anymore than I would with them.

He don't quibble
and that's the gospel truth.

He offers you a price
and you takes it

or leaves it.

What's the price?

Two pounds,
two shillings a head

for the bullocks

and that's a price that won't
be around by noon today.

You'll have to do
better than that.

It's a fair price.

Leave him alone.
He knows what he's doing.

Hey! Hey, hey!
Come back again.

Come here.

Now, listen, this is
my final offer.

43 shillings and
six pence a head.

Yes!

44 shillings

and six pence a head.

Ah, blast it.

No, no, no, I won't.

Give him an even
44 shillings

and let that be
the end of it.

Listen, I'd rather cut
his throat from ear to ear

than to give him
another copper.

Give him 44 shillings
and he'll give you
decent luck money.

Yeah?

Say you will, sir?

I will.

We've got a deal.

You have a deal.

But you'll bring them up
to the station for that.

I will.

And you'll bring back
the receipt

and if you want your money

I'll be paying out
in durango there all day.

Just ask for Kevin Donnelly.

They all know me there.

Good luck to you, lad.

Thanks,
Mr. Donnelly.

That's just
for the bullocks!

Oh, terrific!

I think that's great.
Great, huh?

That's why we came.

Price.
Oh, yes!

Too old.

Too old?

He's no older than
me friend here.

Never heard his wife
complaining.

Yeah.

Then maybe you can find
a buyer for him.

Thanks.

That was a kind
and generous
remark, Maeve

and I'm sure god
won't punish you
for telling lies.

It's a well-known fact, Philly,
that the lord permits

a little stretching
of the truth.

You know, when it's a part
of the negotiations, like.

Remember now, watch your back.

Keep a sharp eye out
at all times.

Keep your head
down, algie.

You the supervisor?

I am. How many?

65 head.

There you are.

Steady, algie.

Steady.

Agreed.

Good. Thanks.

Algie...

Now.

You're safe.

The supervisor's a
tenderhearted soul.

He thinks you're running
away to visit your sick wife

when they wouldn't
give you leave.

I couldn't tell him
you were joining
the British army.

He'd probably hand
you in himself.

Here... take this.

He'll smuggle you on as
soon as the train starts.

Take it.

You'll need to
buy a ticket.

It's your share for
helping us on the drive.

God's blessings on you
and the rest.

Keep your dander up.

- Hello, lads. How are you?
- Nice to see you.

Have a good day, now.

Thank you.

How are you getting on with
your heifers and your Weanlings?

Not too bad.

We're getting a better price
than we would back home.

Well, let's hope for our sake

that this coming war
doesn't end too soon, huh?

Aye.

Double Vester's
price.

It was a grand idea
of yours, Mark...

A grand idea...
And you carried it off.

We all carried
it off, Philly.

It wasn't just
me alone.

You should go
into politics.

Ireland needs
a lad like you

with vision
and guts.

That's all very well,
but our journey's not over yet.

I mean, what are we going
to do about the bull here?

I can't bring it
back to Fergus.

I promised him

I'd look
after it.

Think of the shame.

For him or the bull?

We could give it
to the church
for penance.

Penance for what?

There's always a sin

to do penance for.

There'll be no trouble here

or I'm calling
the civil guard.

Don't worry.

If there's any trouble,
it'll be outside not inside.

Who's in charge here?

I am.

Is that shorthorn bull
out there yours?

He is mine.

Do you put
a price on him?

You thinking
of buying?

I mean, is he valuable to you?

He is.

He shot the bull!

He shot the bull!

You blackguard!

You blackguard!

I gave my word
I would mind the bull.

You'll pay
for him.

I'll pay you
nothing for him.

You owe me for that bull.

I owe you for your dirty tricks.

But I’m
a fair man

as all here
can testify

and I will offer you
a fair deal.

One of your men
against one of mine

fair and square.

One man against
the other.

If your man wins...

I'll pay you for the bull.

Fair fight
or rough and tumble?

Rough and tumble.

I'll take him on.

No.

I can lick him.

I'm in charge here.

If there's fighting
to be done, I'll do it.

I'm the fighter here,
not you.

That's why I might
have a chance.

Choose your man.

My little brother

if that's
agreeable?

Whoever you say.

Joe.

Oh, no. Would you look
at the size of him?

That's nobody's
little brother.

Mark, you don't
stand a chance

against the like
of that.

This is not worth
even the price of the bull.

It's not about
the price of a bull.

Well,
what is it about?

Privilege.

Privilege.

To the finish.

To the finish.

To the finish.

Well, if you're going
to fight

check it's a fair fight.

Come on, Joe,
don't let me down.

Come on now, Mark.

Stand up to
him. Stand up
to him, Mark.

Go on.

Miss, miss, miss.

- Come on.
- He's only a kid.

Come on.

Bide your time, Mark.

Come on, Mark!

That's it. Stay
with him, Mark.

Go for him, boy.

Come on, Joe.

Come on.

He's tiring.

He's not the only one.

Go on!

Hands up, Mark.

Come on
and flatten him.

Go on.

Go on, go on.

Go on.

Choke the life
out of him!

Joe, Joe, Joe,
what are you doing?

Come on.

No!

I'll get him myself

you dirty lying thief.

Maeve!

Come here!

Look out!

Annie!

Huh?

Annie!

Where's my Annie!

Mark doran!

Where are you?
Where are you?

Father!

You!

Mark doran!

Behind you!

No, no, no, no.

Mark doran, where are you?

Mark doran!

Where are you?!

Where is my Annie?

Your face...

Oh, that.

You should see
the other fella.

You're bleeding.

We'd best get
on the train.

Thanks for getting
her here.

The rector bought me
a flower.

It was sweet of him.

Just call me cupid.

But, Mark, is it the start

you want for yourselves,
running away?

Annie?

I'm here.

So is Fergus.

He's come
looking for us.

Can I help?

You can get the train

started quicker.

We'd best go.

I'll see if I can
calm Fergus down.

He won't refuse
a drink

from me.

Thank you.

Go on now.

You'll be fine...

Once you're on the train.

We sold them all,
you know.

Got a good price
for them as well...

Even more
than I'd hoped.

That's wonderful.

Except for
your dad's bull.

Oh?

He got shot.

Oh.

And then there was
a bit of a fight.

Nothing much.

A difference
of opinion.

Was it so terrible,
the trip?

It was an adventure,
all right

but I learned
a bit, though

about what I can do.

Eloping's not the same,
you know...

I mean,
the same as running away.

After all,
we'll be coming back.

I'm here, Mark.

But you're not happy about it.

I'm happy to be with you.

I want to be
what you want me to be.

I want you to be
who you are.

Tickets, please.

Tickets, please.

Are we fully on the move?

We are

unless that's an
earthquake I'm feeling.

Seat's further along.

Did the Gobberleys
pay for him?

No, not a shilling.

Well, I'll have
words with them.

They'll pay quick enough

after what we did to them.

Wait here.

Well, well, well...

We're getting married,
Fergus...

Annie and me.

We'd like your blessing

but we're doing it
with or without.

We love each other.

Fergus, he's my flesh and blood.

Please, don't start.

Whist!

Face-to-face.

That's what I said.

Running off, both of you.

Cowards!

Stealing away

in the middle
of the night.

You want my daughter?

You want Annie?

Is that what you want?

Well, then,
face me like a man!

He is facing you.

Hmm? You stay out
of it, girl!

Don't talk to her like that.

What?

She's my wife...

To be.

She's got a right to be heard.

She's my daughter.

That is my Annie.

Yes, father

and I'm Mark's
Annie as well.

For I will be
his wife.

What are you lot staring at?

You have my...

You have my blessing.

What are you
waiting for?

All of you...
The celebration's on me.

Whoo! Drinks for the house.