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- Come in, Mrs. Sugrue. - Katie, honey...

Can you borrow a pinch of tea for me?

I'll bring her back Thursday.

- You can have that. - The old Sheelah

you do not hit anything and you have plenty.

Nothing is missing here except a man, for whom one cooks.

- I cook for my dad. - Yes, yes,

- but I meant your own. - There is still time.

Do not wait too long. Many girls lost their worshipers,

because they waited too long. You laugh, but who takes you?

- Am I that bad? - You are missunderstanding this.

All guys would take you, but who dares,

looking at you, at your big house

and your father's estate at His Lordship.

Like my son's pony. He does not dare look at you,

where he is the catch of the city.

I would say that Pony thinks a lot of things.

He is proud like a white-washed pig.

But you should encourage him. You should look ahead, Katie.

Your dad is not getting any younger. And when the time comes...

that he has to resign...

who except pony Sugrue could take his place?

- Do not bury dad yet! - God forbid!

God willing, he has many more years. Here comes Pony straight.

No, he is not.

Good heavens! It's Lord Fitzpatrick in person!

Why did not you say anything? I would have opened the mansion.

I will not stay that long enough. Where is your father?

So, let's see... He said he is weeding the summer house.

He makes his sickle sharpen. I'll get it for you.

That's nice of you.

Katie is a great girl. Almost makes up for her father.

- What does he have? - Nothing.

He retired five years ago and said nothing.

He sits in the inn and tells stories.

Let's take a look at the gatehouse.

- There is someone here! - I am the widow Sugrue.

- I come often help. - Understand.

Excuse me, I'm Pony Sugrue's mother.

He drives the mail van to Cahirciveen when the train comes.

- I'm glad. - He is a strong guy,

- worthy of bigger things. - Oh really?

Oh yes. I would never say a word to Darby O'Gill,

but he is getting old. If you hire a younger one,

thinks of my son Pony.

I do not want a city-known. A stranger would get more respect.

My pony is respected and feared.

- He has already beaten everyone. - Oh really? Many Thanks.

If Pony took care of everything, he would not let it degenerate,

while telling stories in the pub!

The first time I saw him in the ruin on top of Knocknasheega.

- What did he look like, Darby? - Like all goblins,

only as a king did he have a small crown on his head.

Tell me, Darby. Did he have a tail and a horse's hoof?

Since when did goblins...

You do not have to listen, pony. But do not make fun of it!

But I want to hear it. I want to know everything about her.

Molly, give me one more. Then I also see goblins.

You can not get a whiskey today!

If you act, you will get a dark beer.

I ordered whiskey. I will not touch until I have him.

You are asking for a spanking.

If I were ten years younger, I would give it to you.

But you are not ten years younger!

no. But this is my pub, and as long as you are in Rathcullen Arms,

you sit still, or Father Murphy forbids you to come here.

All right, I'll take the beer.

You said, Darby?

That was not some goblin, that would not be greeted twice,

but who was he?

It was Brian Conners personally, her king I had in mind.

You can not escape, you know, as long as you do not look away.

The night was dark...

..and the mountain covered by fog...

..and the moon was not bigger than the light of a small candle.

But that did not hide him from me.

There he stood, his mouth tight, his face furious.

King Brian, old boy, I have you. I will not let you go,

until you grant me three wishes.

Hang on, maybe we should talk about it.

- Do you want a pinch? - You blow me in the eye.

I know your tricks!

That goes too far. You do not get any wishes from me!

Grant it to me or introduce yourself to the church.

Father Murphy blesses you, that you are about to shrink.

Okay. Say your wishes and you're done. I have to work.

- Now do not bother me. - Do not rush?

Do not you want a pot of gold?

Maybe. But what does a person do with gold,

if he's too sick or too sad, to enjoy it?

Oh, you are a thoughtful person.

I am. My first wish is health.

- granted. - My second wish is small,

but he means a lot to me. I want a big potato harvest.

- granted. - My third wish

- the pot is gold. - granted!

And what about your fourth wish?

My fourth wish?

Put me to the test. I am generous.

Then I'm generous too.

I want a pot of gold for my friend Tom Kerrigan,

and another for the decent Pat Scanlon,

and a for the brave woman Molly Malloy.

- Is this your fourth wish? - Yes.

I grant you three wishes, small or big.

But with the fourth you're all going!

Was not I a fool? Let me persuade to a fourth request.

- Where I knew better. - Oh dear, and we would all be now

- rich as Midas. - A whole pot of gold for me!

Devil's Gold! I would not touch,

If Father Murphy blessed every coin. Stay away from the mountain.

Join the king, and you will be a slave forever.

- Do you take me for a baby? - You're the one for that.

He is 5000 years old and for every year he knows a trick.

And I know hundreds of them.

You are crazy! You fall into his trap like a rat.

Your blood should not stick to me, so do not wish me any gold.

I give your share of the church, Paddy.

But I do not say Father Murphy, whence I got it! No.

- God save everyone here! - We did not see you, Father.

I did not want to disturb. I bring some news.

Father O'Leary from Glencove has a new bell,

which Lord Ballenberg gave him, and he gives us the old one.

- That's great. - Thank God!

Finally we have a bell. We just have to get it.

If I had a horse, I would pick her up.

But I thought, maybe here's a horse and wagon

- and could bring the bell. - How much would you pay?

paid? We could probably scrape together two pounds.

I would say that would be worth two pounds ten if it's worth anything.

It would also be worth three pounds, but we are a poor church

and I thought, your soul benefits too.

Two pounds ten, Father.

Oh my gosh. Such an act could even be a man

acquit of sin, the church for selfish purposes

- to use against dark forces. - I do it, Father.

I'll do it for free.

no. As a reward you get the music of the bell.

The music of the bell for me?

Yes, and for all your offspring until the end of time.

That's settled. I'll do it tomorrow morning.

Father! Excuse me, Father Murphy, but he is needed at home.

- Excuse me, sir. - Lord Fitzpatrick is here.

I'm coming already. What shoud that! Father Murphy looks after us.

I can not afford a caretaker army.

But the weed should not be higher than the summer house.

- Someone is poaching rabbits. - Something like that has to stop.

Old Darby never caught a poacher. Maybe he even helped.

I do not want bad blood between the citizens and me.

I like her, you will too. But not too much.

No, sir. No poachers.

So what, sir! Who would have thought that I see you so soon.

- You were probably not prepared. - One more day, and everything is ready.

Darby, this is Michael McBride.

A man from Dublin. I want to give him your job.

I know that comes suddenly, but I've been thinking about that for a long time.

You served well, but I need a younger man.

An old man should not work so hard anymore.

I retire at half salary

and give you the McCarthy Hut for the rest of your days.

Leave the gatehouse? Our home!

That will be the other too.

I do not think so, that Katie gets used to it.

- We re-cover the roof. - But what do I do with myself?

In the middle of the best years!

You tell stories in the pub during the day and you hunt rabbits at night.

Holy Finbar! Where the foxes fetch the moorhens!

Did I set a trap in the rabbit hole?

You're an old fox yourself, but I like you, and Katie too.

If the mansion is open, we call it to clean.

- Excuse me, when do we have to get out? - Can we give them two weeks?

- As for me, even longer. - Well. When you're done,

Tell Tom Kerrigan, he should give you a room.

Please do not tell Katie. I want to tell her.

Alright. But I said two weeks, not two years.

Monday in a week you should be out and Michael in it

and everything done and done.

Hello, your Lordship.

- Goodbye, Mr O'Gill. - Wait, it would be a shame,

if he pays a room in the pub, where we are all alone here in the house.

That's very nice, but that does not work.

Why not? I can show you everything.

Yes, father?

- This is Mr... - McBride.

Mr McBride lives with us for a while.

Put more potatoes in the pot and make him a bed.

If it's too much, I'll go to the Inn.

It's not too much.

- Come with me! - What is it?

Get out for his lordship to see you.

- Why should he see me? - Because you are an important man,

Darby's janitorial job takes over and Katie's wife.

When the sky goes down, we catch larks.

I talked to His Lordship about you, all just a question of time.

I also put the flea in Katie's ear.

Do not worry about her. In such a job

I can choose the girl.

- Katie could help you. - That's probably true.

Here he comes.

Smile, my darling, smile!

This is my boy, pony, your lordship, of whom I told.

- At your service, sir. - He is a big man.

Nice to meet you, pony.

A big man, he said. What did I say? You have the job immediately.

Katie, you should see the grass we mowed today.

We have done a good deal of work.

His Lordship thought, I might need help with the grass,

before it rains. I already work for ten.

Come, sit by the fire,

I play you something, until the food cooks.

- Do you know that? - No, I'm new.

What's that called?

- This has no name. - Where did you hear that?

In the old ruin on top of Knocknasheega,

and the little people danced in the moonlight.

- Are not they weird creatures? - Yes, they are.

Food is ready.

Keck and torn they are, but I'm better.

Once I caught King Brian and he gave me the gold,

but I did not need it. I would need it now.

Tomorrow morning I have to get a bell to Glencove, .

I have to catch the horse, before it runs around in the mountains.

- I like to help you. - I wanted to ask you,

to go to the mansion and to check windows and doors.

But then I go to the Rathcullen Arms and ask for a room.

I do not like to be a guest under false grounds.

You have to get out in 14 days. Tell your daughter.

I'm still doing.

Why did you tell her that I only came to grass mowing?

She was born in the house and lived there for 20 years.

It gives us prestige in the city.

I'll tell her when the time is right.

This is not like a thunderbolt.

- When do you say it? - At the first chance.

- But soon. - I'll tell her.

Here, I am used to the darkness.

- Watch out for poachers! - I do!

Come on, Cleopatra.

Wait now, darling.

The devil get you! Come to your Lord!

wait until I have you! Come on now!

Cleopatra, where are you? I'm looking for you, do not you hear?

There you are.

What are you doing there? Go away! Do you want to break a leg?

Get off with you!

- So that's Darby O'Gill? - Yes.

Why did His honors cast a spell on him?

It's as alive as a potato vine after frost.

He either falls asleep or is completely dead.

Let's find out.

- Your murderous heathen! - Be careful with the stick!

Come, you babbler, now we'll bring you to the king.

- Who knows what he wants with you. - Yes, who knows!

- Come on! - Hurry!

Darby O'Gill is here. He came.

- Come in, man! - All right, Your Highness.

Darby O'Gill, I'm glad to see you again.

- Thank you, sir. That's great here. - Oh, it's enough. Sit down, man.

Over there.

Close the lid. This is just an old chest full of jewels.

From the Spanish Armada, who sank off our coast.

- Really? - The ship's cannon too.

- That's a nice piece. - As a matter of fact.

- And the throne? - The goats in Kerry!

Do you think I'm sitting on a Spaniard throne?

That belonged to Fergus MacLeide, the ancient High King of Ireland.

- Oh really? - Yes. And over there

is the gold calyx of Cormac.

And here is the sword of Brian Boru, who drove out the Danes,

and over there you see the harp.

Is that the harp, that was once used by Taras Hall

- the soul of the music radiated? - Yes, that's it.

Well, if I tell those in the pub, nobody believes that.

That's not possible, Darby. If you are here, there is no way back.

- I have to go to Katie. - Do not worry about Katie.

She makes the funeral and forgets you.

- Do not talk about Katie! - Stay calm.

- What did I do to you? - Nothing, Darby.

- Who tells your stories? - You, Darby.

Who tells the women where to pour the washing water,

- if you are invisible? - You, Darby.

Who tells the men to pull their hats in front of dust whirls?

you. You did well.

And you put the spell on me. That's your thanks, you ungrateful guy.

Your heart is cold like a rainy Christmas.

Watch what you say. I speak Gaelic.

- Listen to me. - No, listen!

Phadrig Oge was at the summer house, when his lordship dismissed you today.

When I heard you were in trouble, I got you out.

If you are as decent as I think you are grateful to me.

I am grateful.

Then you're rid of the tears and worries of the outside world.

There is only fun and distraction here.

- What are you doing first, Darby? - Well, I do not know.

- Want to play the harp? - No, I can not do that well.

Give me my fiddle and I'll play you something for which you go for miles.

If someone shows me the way, I'll get them.

No tricks, Darby. I said you stay here.

- Yes, Highness? - Get the Stradivarius.

Immediately, Your Highness.

I got it 1700 from the emperor of the Italian fairies.

- That's a Stradivarius. - I would rather have mine.

You have to settle for that. Go on, try it.

Okay, if it makes you happy.

- And now a good one. - In order.

My grandfather told me, the little people

be wild on three things: dancing, whiskey and hunting.

He was not wrong.

- I play you the fox hunt. - The fox hunt!

First you hear the hunters gather and the dogs howl.

Let's go! One two three four.

Run away!

Now full power!

Wait! Wait, Your Highness!

Which side are you on?

You'll see, who knows better. Come on now.

is not for me. I expect company.

If only I kept him here until the cockcrow,

Do you see what happens to your friend in daylight?

How was the hunt?

We hunted the wrong fox! But I caught you.

- What does that mean? - I could break your cross!

I thought we are friends.

You made me look ridiculous.

- I do not understand. - Who recorded you?

- yours. - What do you do when I turn?

I just wanted to get my pipe.

You did not think I want to stay here, right?

How can someone who was once in Feenberg,

be satisfied with something else? I never saw better dancing.

Or heard such sweet voices. Or touched such a fiddle.

And in the wildest dreams I would not have

dreamed of these diamonds. No, I just wanted my pipe.

Are you sure? You can not get in and out.

nothing else. I do not even need that.

- What is it? - A blackburned man.

I found the back. He's really crazy.

I would offer you something, but he is not fine enough.

- I judge that myself! - As you wish, Your Highness.

Now it comes.

That's easy!

I am glad that you like it. We are going better.

I want to go back to all that fun, of music and entertainment.

One moment.

We have entertainment here.

Sit down and drink with me on the friendship.

If you insist, Your Highness.

- I drink one with you. - You are a good man.

And if you want music, how about a song?

- Do you know the Wünsch song? - No.

Then we do not try it. It just makes you think so.

I can think up 1000 songs.

- Can you? - Of course I can!

All right, the wish song.

Oh, I wish I had time to sing a song to you,

But let's start, I sing all night.

- Do you think that's a rhyme? - Check me out.

- Come on then. - singing is not a sin

And drinking normally,

If you drink only one, just once.

I wish all Reimer would be like Brian Connors,

If you let him rhyme, look there, then he can.

- Are you slapping that? - Be quiet!

I knew, you can sing, as your Gosch,

So keep singing, while I'm zosch.

That was good.

- How about another round? - Who should stop us?

I wish all the barwomen were like Mary McClusky,

If she brought you something, she brought good whiskey.

He hits me well, the rhyme. McClusky and Whuskey.

Where do you hear something like that?

Mary took as husband the Jimmy McManntem,

She wanted her name to rhyme with blackburned.

- I still have a good one. - Me too.

If I had widow Tunney as my wife,

She's ugly like a pig, but she has money like a pig.

How many verses did we sing?

- 79. - Here's the 80th for you.

I wish all mortals were like my friend Darby,

He's full of blasphemy, but even more full of Gelarby.

That's difficult. Here comes 81.

I wish the nobility would be like Brian, the King,

He's having a good time drinking, while others are screaming.

Good morning, old show off!

Open your door.

Can not you go through this? Try again.

Want the holy rites

- violate the hospitality? - Yes.

I know that during the day your spell does not work.

When you did not come through the door, I knew I had you.

You murderous, deceitful, old bigmouth!

Tonight I hex you an elephant's head,

let yourself crawl around and eat grass,

- until you shrink and die! - Hu, hu, hallabalu.

Good morning, Ginger. Do you want your breakfast?

There is a delicious bite, which I do not need anymore.

Do not let him go!

Shrink him, make him a hunchback.

Have mercy, Darby, I grant you your three wishes again.

Did you hear that?

Go on, wish you something!

Maybe I wish the pot gold.

- Come on! - Or I wish...

- a long life. - Yes!

Or I wish a carriage with two horses.

granted! Granted!

But I did not want anything yet. I said maybe.

Then finally do it! Make a wish, and because the night was so great,

You can have as many as you want.

How nice of you. "Three wishes I grant you, small or big.

But with the fourth you are all rid of them!"

Your memory is too good, you wicked rabbit.

But before I wish for anything, I have to talk to Katie.

- I wish for one. - Come on!

The wish protects the others. My first wish is,

that you do not fly back to Knocknasheega ,

but obeys me, at least 14 days,

until I wish the others.

You giant thief! In 1000 years no man has exploited me so!

In 5000 years there was probably no one who knows better.

I'm Brian from Knocknasheega. And never... no! No!

- Do you agree to the first wish? - Yes! Yes!

Okay. Just go, Ginger.

But how do I protect myself while you are pondering?

Do not worry. I'll look after you.

No! You cunning old devil! You old hypocrite.

Let me go! Let me out! Do you hear me?

What is she doing here? Always at the back door,

begging for something, borrowing tea or something.

- Tomorrow. - Good Morning. Slept well?

I have, thank you. Where is Darby?

His bed is untouched, but he's still coming.

I think he said yesterday that he wanted to catch the goblin.

- He always plays with them. - If he drank too much?

He is not a drinker.

He is lonely since my mother's death. He is in the pub for the sake of society.

And at night the little people joke with him.

What about you? Are you never lonely?

I'm busy. Rathcullen is small, but there are many dancing evenings.

Tonight is one. Maybe you want to go, Mr. McBride.

No, not yet, thanks. By the way, my name is Michael.

That may be. But until I know you, my name is Mr McBride...

- What did old Sheelah want? - She brought back a pinch of tea.

- I do not want to see her here. - Sit down and eat.

She and her son are the same. Nothing good in mind.

- She's just a poor old woman. - Old.

- Are you wearing the holy medallion? - Yes.

Do not turn it off. She could be a witch.

You should go to bed.

I can not. I have to go to Glencove,

Get the bell for Father Murphy.

I'm sorry, that's why I can not help you today.

Mowing may not stand in the way of good deeds.

Since it's only one day, could you instead weve to summer cottage?

- I could do that. - And listen,

Do you well, I'll keep you.

Do you want to work for me?

Why should he work for you? You do not have two shillings.

Katie, sweetheart, happiness has turned to us.

I wonder if I should buy the mansion and get you out of here and surround yourself with things,

that fit your beauty.

I do not want to go to the mansion. His lordship never sells.

What do you want? Just have to say it.

- I do not want anything. Sit down. - You probably do not want anything

hear of my fight with the dark forces?

No! Now sit down and eat.

She should be the janitor. Your tongue would cut a hedge.

Have you ever seen the seagulls fly over the heathland?

Or the sails in Galway Bay of the fishermen?

O, the earth is full of beauty

And that gathers in the form and face and tender grace

A beautiful Irish girl

She is my darling, my darling

The eyes spray like a cat No one else approaches them

She is my darling, my darling

Charm everyone who stands there I love the reason she walks

My beloved Irish maiden!

I called, your food is ready, but you heard nothing at the noise.

I know, I sing bad,

but when I do, I get hungry. What's up?

Fresh bread, butter, boiled eggs, ham.

Are not you clever?

- That's enough for the whole community. - I thought you were hungry.

- I hope the bread is cooler. - I like it hot.

Do not you know how dangerous that is?

no. You see, someone should take care of me.

Did your dad say something this morning?

- That he is back in the evening. - Nothing about me?

- That you are a good man. - Not more?

- Is not that enough? - Yes, yes.

Tell me, Katie. Do you believe that too?

I doubt that strongly.

It's a nice bell. You have done a good deed.

Thank you, Father.

- What's in the bag? - So, Father,

- that would be hard to explain. - Try it.

It's a kind of financial company.

You want to keep this from your pastor ?

Oh no. I am on the side of the angels, against the powers of the dark.

What would you say if I say that I caught the Little King?

That you imagine this.

Then I have nothing in the bag, Father, nothing.

Glory to the saint of joy! A big day for us.

- You earned a glass of beer. - That was dry work.

May we all live... Is a toast a kind of wish?

- Yes. - Then I drink today without.

What's in there?

The famous Brian Connors, king of all goblins.

One I already wish. But I will not let him out,

until I have the other two wishes.

What does he look like, Darby?

Only a tiny little gentleman with a beard on his face and a crown

like a handful of horns on the head.

Let's see, let the little gentleman see.

Then not. Is determined Lady Fitzpatricks best hen,

who won the red ribbon.

Fill the small cup with the best whiskey in the house.

Yes, Darby.

Thanks. Here, Your Majesty.

- Did you see that? - With my own eyes.

Give me the glass, Tom.

The story can be told!

And if anyone doubts, there is the said glass.

If the dew lies on the grasses, every drop of a pearl

When the geese chatter loudly and the thrush gaelic sings

And there's a pretty Irish maiden in the doorway.

O, she's my darling, my darling

The eyes spray like a cat

No other, no other approaches her

Is my darling and sweetie, Charms anyone who stands there

I love the reason she goes

- Where did you get that? - Michael sang it.

My pretty Irish maid!

- Where do you want to go? - To a dance.

- With Michael? - He's doing the rounds for you.

Oh yes? Why does he do this?

He said you're worried about the poachers.

I'll get him one more time.

- The devil get you! - Darby!

- What is? Are you blind? - Yes, but. I see a man

walk with sack in the dark.

Am I not stupid to consider him a poacher?

- It looks bad. - Forgive me?

A stepmother would acquit you. Nothing happens.

I promised the Lord, no poaching, without exception.

- You have to let the rabbit run. - The hare, yes.

I did not want to show him yet,

but you're a nice man, I'll show it to you first.

Bring him, come on.

Ready for the big surprise.

It's not a hare.

Rabbit or rabbit, who knows?

rabbits? This is Brian from Knocknasheega, king of goblins.

- I saw a rabbit. - Look again.

Still a rabbit.

- Try with one eye. - With one eye?

They had a hard day and a hard night.

Go home and rest.

How can I rest, if you think I'm a poacher?

You assume different shapes.

- I heard that. - You should see him with a crown

and his red beard and his fire-spraying eyes.

- I wish you saw him. - granted.

- That was your second wish. - You sneakier, more cunning...

O je, o je. That's how it comes when one does not even count seventy years...

..and measures himself with a spiritual gladiator, 5000 years old.

I have a third wish left,

and the second was probably not in vain. Go on, show yourself to him.

But he sees me. You wanted it, and he sees me.

- He sees me as a rabbit. - You are a cheater and a liar.

- Do not say you do not hear him. - Sadly, I can not do that.

What should it be? I could have wished for a pot of gold, but I wasted it on a man who neither sees nor hears.

He can see me as I am. Tonight, in a dream.

You can see him tonight, in your dreams.

Are you sure? - Yes. He promised.

The last dance was the best.

Katie, you are so light-footed, you could dance on cobwebs.

- May I take you home? - No need.

Katie can go home with me. Not true?

- That would be great, pony. - Good night, Sean.

Thanks for takeaway. Good night, pony.

- Do not you have any pride? - He was just polite and me too.

Better forget the same.

Can I maybe if my father does not spy on me?

These times! Is a girl talking to his father like that?

- My only daughter. - She is a great girl.

- But in mortal danger. - How so?

Because of you! Because you're trying to mess around with your wishes.

Phadrig Oge, my lieutenant, stops at nothing until he has me.

He could ban Katie. So you have to choose them.

If he touches Katie, I'll kill you and murder you.

Say that to your Phadrig Oge!

tell him! How can i do that in my sack?

I drown you in the river!

Do this and you have a plague worse than a famine!

Do not threaten me!

Your cows are dying and the sheep too

and in each cradle will be a changeling!

- I'm not afraid of you. - But you should.

I keep my kingdom in order. And all evil night spirits

run amok, if you do not let me go!

I can not think of a wish.

Then you wish the gold. This time, I'll give it to you.

She does not want gold or mansion.

- Who? - I think of Katie.

- So what does she want? - I dont know.

We were happy here.

But if I catch her with the drunk Pony Sugrue,

I do not know her at all.

She has to find one that is decent and temperate.

- She has to. - And if she already has one

and is in love? And he in her?

- Do you want something then? - Yes.

Good. Then go to sleep. Leave everything to me. Do not think further.

What do you want?

I said, I appear in a dream. I keep my promises.

- I saw you. Now go away. - But I want to talk about Katie.

- What does she care about you? - She keeps me here.

Darby does not want anything anymore, until his girl is satisfied.

- And what can I do there? - Marry her,

and you can all live happily here.

- I hardly know her. - After a look, you know her.

She's a nice girl, I like her, but...

Good. Go to Knocknasheega with her next Sunday after the church.

The view is so beautiful,

that you are dizzy and she falls into your arms.

She should not fall into my arms.

I do not blame you. That could cost you your head.

I swarmed for Pony Sugrues girl, I would be scared too.

Do you want to scold me coward?

No, no. Sleep well. Go to sleep. Good boy.

I tell you, Katie, he is a fine guy and moderate.

Michael is a fine, strong man, and temperate.

He would be a great husband for you.

I do not want a man. Not yet.

Not yet. Katie, many times a girl regretted such words.

If a girl is 20, her boy marries her immediately.

But at 30 she's having a hard time, until he says the big word.

I want to be courted first.

advertising so. And married to the country.

What is the name of a girl that is her boy

out of selfishness or junkiness fidgets?

I know what I call her. I...

I came back out of courtesy, to let you have the last word.

My last word is no.

That's good. It's good. Keep saying that.

"The ruins of ancient Ireland, how miraculous they stand."

"By the lakes and the rivers, that go down the mountains."

"Around these walls fought Vikings and Danes, Normans and also Saxons and the Spanish domain."

Here a man feels like the lord of the castle.

I wonder, the Danes or the Vikings are raving

Up the valley to storm the fort?

- The Danes. - We both have to sword.

But before you ask for a last kiss.

Mr. McBride, I thought you were better.

Maybe that's me.

You go out with everyone, right?

- Go here, or I'll show you! - Just do it!

- Out of the way. - Look who's talking.

If you touch him, I'll never talk to you again!

If I need your help with such guys, I'll tell you.

Pony Sugrue would have killed you.

- Does this concern you? - Not at all.

You are not interested in me?

Are you quite sure?

Kiss her. Kiss her!

Come on, kiss her!

And he is from Dublin!

Look! Look!

- Are you saying your wish now? - I will.

The bell! Listen to her music. Father Murphy gave it to me.

The wish, Darby!

This beguiled the fish from the depth and the birds from the tree.

- You said you want something. - What, on Sunday?

If my music sounds through the country and pulls Father Murphy on the rope?

Tomorrow is Monday. Do you wish it then?

Yes. Quiet. Listen to my music.

- Tomorrow. Here is the post office. - Is the tea from Dublin with you?

- The buckets too. Where are all? - In the pub.

- Darby speaks the third wish. - The old fool.

- is true. Darby goes too far. - Eat with the devil,

- Do you need long spoons. - From America? Nora Cassidy's son.

- There is definitely money in it. - The buckets.

- Okay, pony. - Michael McBride, Rathcullen.

This is from Lord Fitzpatrick. I always recognize his hand.

See the arrogant flourishes.

That's why His Lordship left him here.

Now this is Michael's name, Michael that one.

- This old Dubliner! - open the mansion

- and let Katie help! - This usurper!

- Poor Darby. - Poor Katie! If she knows?

You should bring them and let them see for themselves.

Do you think?

- No Christian would do less. - Then I'll do it.

Look, Pony, His Lordship wrote to Michael McBride,

and no word to Darby.

You said that you spoke to the Lord.

- But McBride has the job. - He does not keep it,

If my son is man enough, drive him away.

What are you doing?

I'm packing. If you do not know, why, read the map.

- Why did not you say anything? - Your father did not want it.

- When do you throw us out? - Oh no!

- When? - Today should be...

- You leave a little time. - I do not want you to leave.

Why not? What do you care to break the heart of an old man?

You are young and find work everywhere.

But you take the job for us. No wonder he chases the fairy gold,

half crazy, not to lose his reputation.

here. You can clean the mansion yourself.

We can not do more to pack our belongings.

Now listen. I do not want your dad's job,

if you both do not stay.

You should stay and become my wife . I love you!

- I think you love me. - Me? Loving You?

- Are all ready? - Yes, Darby.

Get a big basket, for the gold!

- I do not want gold. - Why not?

- That only leads to bad luck. - Then wish you luck.

People need the bitterness to sweeten.

When I was young and standing in the grass,

my grandfather Podge told me, Gott God bless him,

There is only one man in the city who is happy.

The village idiot.

Did you mean me, Your Majesty?

What's the talk? Do you stand for parliament?

- Do you want to drink something? - You can wish for something. Come on.

- I do. - I know what I wanted.

A big house on the mountain, big as the castle of Cong.

- How do you do that? - With servants.

You did not want that. Or the necessary money.

You would have a big house, as big as a church,

and would be the poorest church mouse in it.

- Did you hear that? - He thinks like Aristotle.

Imagine a desire and ask yourself, what will you lose then.

Father, you have to get the horse. We have to move out today.

- I make the third wish. - Not here!

Wait, Your Highness!

Wait, Your Highness!

Catch him, Darby, catch him! He should give you the gold!

- Get out of my way. - Leave the horse.

I will not stay!

- I'm going to the Inn! - Go! I go to McCarthy!

At night this could be your death.

Give me the halter, I'll get the horse.

You look good. Do not touch a finger until the Lord comes.

Are you drunk?

Who was that, boy?

I do not know, but I suspect it.

- Where is Katie? - She picks up the horse.

You let her go alone at night?

She was angry. You should have told her right away!

God forgive me, she is chasing a goblin.

For God's sake!

- The Banshee! - That was just the wind.

This is the howl of the banshee!

I heard that when Katie's mother was taken!

It is completely destroyed!

The Banshee!

Stay away! Stay away!

Stay away from her!

Stay away! Stay away!

My poor darling. Your daddy did not want to hurt you.

Say something. Say something. What did I do to you?

We bring you home better.

Brian! King Brian! King Brian!

What is it, man?

- Your Highness! - What is it?

It's the death-carriage! Send it away!

She comes get Katie. Send it away!

That's not in my power. She never returns empty.

Fulfill my third wish. Let her take me.

- You do not know what you want. - Keep your word!

- Never in life. - Fulfill my third wish.

That's a pity. Granted.

Get in.

I was on my way home, because I told myself, I should be with him.

The truth is, I am glad to see you.

Darby, my boy, we had a lot of fun together.

Yes, we did.

You were a great opponent. I'm sorry it happened that way.

I can withstand everything when Katie is fine.

Do not worry about her. Her fever disappeared as you entered.

I will always be grateful to you.

Can you keep an eye on Katie and Michael in the coming years?

I will do that.

Pity that you do not see her marry.

Better, the ancients are dying than the boys.

- In the end we all have to go. - That's true.

I wish I could go all the way with you.

I wish that too.

And you a man of knowledge!

Darby, that was your fourth wish!

Goodbye, Darby, my friend!

It's a miracle! She's fine like a baby who wakes up!

- Michael, how angry I am! - I like my girl alive.

I am probably today the only living man,

who drove in the carriage of death and can tell about it.

Death coach! That was the carriage of His Lordship.

His coachman told me. They found you in the mud.

So eaten up by sorrow, you were completely crazy.

I heard you move to Cahirciveen.

- That's right. - Then go ahead

- and leave us alone. - Do not worry, I'll do it.

I heard enough chatter about goblins for life.

What kind of man are you who does not believe in goblins?

- Do you want to find out? - I want that.

Someone hit me in the night one on the head. I thought,

these were goblins. But King Brian told me

you should pay that.

- What to pay? - That's what I asked him too.

Do you know what he said? If I were you,

I would hit the babbler one.

- Pony, honey. My poor baby. - Quiet! I do not want anything from you.

- That was fast. - I go to work.

I even feel like it. But really. Yes.

Shall we bring in the rest of the hay?

You take the word out of my mouth.

O, she's my darling, my darling,

The eyes spray like a cat

No other, no other approaches her

He's my darling, is my darling

The eyes spray like a cat

No one else, no other approaches him

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