All language subtitles for Far.And.Away.1992.2160p.4K.BluRay.x265.10bit.AAC5.1-YTS.MX

[ Man Narrating ]

[ Townspeople Chattering ]

[ Man #1 ]
On the side! Let us pass!

[ Man #2 ]
This is the landlord, lads!

Buntin,
you landlord bastard!

J Her beautiful eyes
were a terrible curse J

~ Three days in his grave
she ran off with his purse f

Lads! Lads!

That bloody landlord
Buntin's on his way in!

All hell's breakin’ loose.
Buntin?

[ Woman ]
Death to all landlords!

| hope they kill him.

Would you look at
that bastard, Joe!

- Damn your black soul!
- Landlord!

You're a sinner!

Between your lungs there's neither heart
nor spirit...

but the lump of your own
swallowed money bag!

He'll never get over that one, Joe.
[ Chuckles ]

You're a blight on this country
that never belonged to ya!

- [ Whinnying ]
- [ Gunshot ]

-[ Screaming ]
- [ Whinnying ]

Out! Out!
Out, you robber!

[ Woman Screaming ]

Hey! Hey, Joe! Joe!

Joe! Come on! Are you hurt, Joe?
Joe, are you all right?

Take me-- Take me home
to my sons.

[ Clicking Tongue ]

- Hey! Back!
- [ Braying ]

Stand still,
ya ugly animal.

Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa, ya ugly--

Damn ya!
Oh, the hell with ya!

Colm!
What?

Will ya look at
our little brother?

He can't keep hold
of his ass.

[ Colm Laughs ]
Sweetheart of a child!

Slavin’ away.

Is it not enough, Joseph, ya plowed all
that muck down there?

My ambition's a little grander than yours,
a couple of lazy cows!

[ Colm ]
Oh, ambition, is it?

To break your back
on land that isn't your own,

that belongs to
the landlord Christie?

Hold your face up, lad.
Here.

Aye. Ah, come on.

Give us somethin’
we can aim at.

Just shag off, the pair of ya.

There's a goat over there. Go improve your
love life.

Come on now, Joseph,
honey.

Just a nosebleed's
all we're askin’.

I've no wish
to fight you.

- [ Grunts ]
- [ Paddy Growls ]

Try pummelin’ me,
ya arrogant son of a bitch!

Get him, Pad-- Oh!

[ Groaning ]

[ Paddy ]
Aaah!

[ Grunting ]

[ Paddy ] Watch him!
He's riled up now!

- [ Laughing ]
- Aaah!

[ Laughing ]

Hold still now.
[ Groans ]

Stand up, Joseph!
Stand!

Lads! Hey there,
your father's been damaged!

You're here, Joe.

Da! Da.

Yeah, and he took on the enemy
with his own bare hands.

Fifty of them. Armed,
and with hideous guns.

Yeah, and your father,
he walloped them all.

One by one,
the whole lot of them.

And | killed off a fair share meself,
to tell you the God's truth.

- Quiet, Danty Duff, for once!
- Yeah, well.

Humble as | am, I'll keep that part of
the story for another time.

How are you
feeling now, Da, huh?

My soul is departing
from me, Joseph.

Don't you talk that way.

I'll talk any way
| please. I'm dying, | tell you!

Well, ya can't die.
We need ya here, Da.

Need me?
[ Chuckles ] What for?

J Her beautiful eyes
were a terrible curse J

[ Sighing ]

Da?

[ Danty ]
God bless your soul.

Poor Joe Donelly.

Sure, we'd be as well to sell off a thing
or two now that the old man's gone.

[ Whispering ] Is that any way to keen
over the death of our father?

Misery's
a personal matter, Joseph.

- We don't need any instruction.
- Thanks.

Sure, he's left us with a huge debt
of rent on the land.

We'll begin to settle our debts
when we harvest the land.

Ah! Grow the potatoes and pick them
yourself, Joseph, you ambitious boy.

You son of a--
Joseph!

[ Gasps ] Sweet Mary, Jesus
and all the saints preserve us!

- We thought you died, Da!
- | did, son.

| passed away.

But you're talkin’ to us, Da,
and your eyes are lookin’ about.

| was as dead as a stone,
I tell you.

Now shut your mouth
before | die again.

Well, aye, um--

Come here!

I've come back
to tell you something.

You're...
an especially odd boy.

Ya came back from the dead
to tell me that I'm odd?

You have all kinds of oddities clattering
around in your brain.

So had I when | was
as young as you.

But dreams, my boy,
in this poor corner of the world,

end up
in a glass of ale.

No, not my dreams, Da.

I'll work
my own land someday.

Without land
a man is nothing.

That's it. Yeah.

Land... is a man's...
very own soul.

Yeah.

A miracle. That's what
you're lookin’ for.

And by God,
if you manage it,

your old da will be smiling down on you
from heaven above.

f Her beautiful eyes J

S Were a terrible-- JJ

Well, God bless your soul,
Joe Donelly,

for a second time.

God rest your soul, Da.

[ Whinny ]

Say nothing
to them, lads.

This country's ours.
They don't exist.

What dead man is this?

What dead man is this?

You needn't answer,
but hear these words.

| represent Mr. Daniel Christie,
who by right of law...

owns this land
and all improvements upon it.

Rent on this property
has not been paid.

Though warning's
been given thrice!

[ Whinnying ]

Keep walkin’, lads.
Our father's bein’ buried today.

[ Flames Crackling ]
Bastards are burnin’ our house!

[ Cackling ]
That will do.

Where is
this landlord Christie?

| want justice
for what he's done.

[ Grunts ]
Ah.

There's nothing--
nothing | like better...

than the glow of murder in a young fella's
eyes. [ Chuckles ]

- It has a terrible go of rust on it.
- Huh?

I've only killed
chickens and pigs till now.

He's a pig and a chicken all in one,
the same Daniel Christie.

Here now. Give him
a proper taste of death.

Yeah. Landlords.
[ Scoffs ]

Captain Moonlight.

Captain Moonlight.

Don't you be pretendin’ you know what
Captain Moonlight means, 'cause ya don't.

It's the code.
The rebel code.

And now you've heard it,
keep it to yourself.

Don't breathe it to a livin’ soul.
Ya understand now?

Yeah, yeah.

Captain Moonlight,
Joseph!

[ Laughing ]

Off to kill
your landlord, eh?

[ Shouting ]

Blow the bastard's
head off!

[ Woman ] Don't be afraid
to kill him!

[ Man ] Assassinate the bastard!
[ Laughing ]

Danty!
Ah, Joseph,

it was too good
to be kept a secret, son.

[ Paddy ] Do you know which end of the gun
to point at the gentleman's ear?

No, he'll shoot himself in the balls, I'll
wager, and come hobblin' home in tears!

Good-bye, Colm.
Good-bye, Paddy.

Good-bye, Joseph.
We'll see ya at your wake.

[ Laughing ]

[ Cheering ]

Joseph!

[ Clicks Tongue ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Chattering,
Laughing ]

God bless all in this house.
God bless you, son.

[ Man Whispering ]

Down from the north,
are ya?

Or perhaps
the east?

West of here
maybe?

South.

| prefer to keep my business to myself,
if you please.

Very wise,
very wise, very wise.

- God bless you, everyone!
- God bless you, sir!

Whiskey for everyone!
Oh, great, great, huh?

[ Man Laughs ]

[ Man ] How are ya, sir,
tonight?

Oppressed.
[ Murmuring ]

That's the word for me.

| live in a house
that's stuffy and dull,

and worse, I've a wife
who forbids me to drink.

Oh, | crave
adventure, boys!

If | had wings,
I'd fly to the stars.

Ha, ha!
Your good health, sir.

To your good health, sir.

Your health,
Mr. Christie.

[ Man Speaking Gaelic ]

[ Man #2 ]
Ale, Mr. Christie, sir?

Liven up, lad. You're too young to be
brooding in your ale.

What places you in this small chapter
of the world?

He's keepin’ himself
to himself, that one.

Aye, he is.

Then it's one of two things:
enterprise or love.

It isn't love.
Rest assured of that.

Then you're a man
of business, like myself.

But | warn ya. It's brought me
nothing but misery.

I'm lost in a fog
of commerce and compromise.

I'd trade it all away
for 15 minutes of freedom.

Yeah. Freedom is a rare thing
in these parts.

It is.

- It is indeed. It is!
- Oh, indeed it is!

To a long and happy life,
Mr. Christie.

God bless you, lad.

[ Man ]
God bless you.

[ Bird Calls ]
[ Christie ] [ Why should | expire J

J For the fire
of any eye J

~ Though foolish men
you slay J

< For thee
| shall not die J

ff [ Whistling ]

~ Your beauty and your name J

f Will never conquer me J

< What have | done for-- f
[ Mumbles ]

[ Urinating ]
Ah...

[ Bird Calls ]
Hello,

souls of the departed.

What a disappointment
| must seem to you all.

[ Chuckling ]

[ Mumbling ]

Oh, no, here we are. [ Groans ]
[ Blusters ]

| recognize these hedges
by their dullness.

[ Christie Sighs ]

~< Owoman
high of fame J

~ Though men
have died for thee JJ

if [Humming ]

[ Burps, Chuckles ]

This is
a difficult murder.

[ Man ]
Good evenin', Mr. Christie.

[ Christie ]
Take the horse.

Take the horse.

[ Horse Whinnies
In Distance ]

[ Hoofbeats Approaching ]
[ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Woman ] Shannon! | saw you
galloping in the fields!

Dignity, Shannon!
Dignity!

A lady must always be civilized, even when
she rides! No one saw me riding, Mother.

I saw you!
Yes, Mother.

[ Sighs ] "A lady must always
be civilized."

[ Scoffs ] She never leaves us alone,
does she, Teal?

[ Nickers ]
No, she doesn't.

There. Go on.
Good girl.

[ Wings Flapping ]

Somebody there?

[ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Gasping ]
[ Shannon Grunts ]

Stay right where you are!

Don't flutter an eyelid,
or I'll stab ya!

I'll stab ya through!

Father!

[ Groaning ]

- Jesus!
- [ Gasping ]

| didn't--
Oh, no!

Father!

Father!
[ Groans ]

Father!

Father!

Father! Help! Help!

I've been all but raped
and slaughtered!

What? What is it?
In the stables!

What's all the fuss about?
It's the devil himself!

- Mr. Daniel Christie!
- [ Mother ] Oh, my God!

Look!
Yes?

I'm Joseph Donelly...

of the family Donelly
that you pushed off our land!

What in the name of God
are you talking about?

Prepare to pay
for your crimes.

[ Mother Shrieks ]
No! No!

- [ Man ] Good Lord Jesus!
- [ Shrieks ]

- [ Dogs Barking ]
- [ Maid ] Oh, Mr. Christie, sir!

[ Whinnying, Barking ]

[ Groans ]
Captain Moonlight.

Shannon,
come back!

Quickly! Find Mr. Chase
and bring him here! Go!

Shannon, come inside.

Shannon, turn around!

Look how black
his fingers are, Mother.

Never mind his fingers. He's a lowborn
blatherskite of filth.

If he's so worthless, then why are you
bothering to dress his wounds?

Our duty is to restore him
to full health,

so he can hear his own neck crack when he
dangles from the hangman's noose.

Turn away, Shannon, and protect the
innocence of your eyes.

[ Mother ] Of all the days to intrude
upon our peaceful life.

The ladies are coming by
this afternoon for tea.

[ Moan ] I'm feeling very sick
all of a sudden.

Mind yourself, Shannon. Those ladies are
models of manners and behavior.

There.

[ Crashing ]

- [ Christie ] Nothing happened!
- Nothing happened indeed!

[ Crashi
in
Oh! i

[ Christie ]
Uh--

A poor misguided robin
has broken a windowpane.

What a manufactured lie!

I-l was merely dusting
the liquor cabinet.

As if a bottle in your vicinity stood
long enough to gather dust!

[ Christie ] Go upstairs.
I can manage this.

[ Mother ] Oh, look at what
you've done!

~ Mary, Mary, Mary Nell J

~ Do ya hear
your weddin' bell? J

f Will he love you,
Mary Nell? I

< Time and time alone
will tell JJ

[ Floorboard Creaks ]

[ Gasps ]

- [ Groans ]
- [ Gasping ]

You're havin’ a dream!
This isn't really happenin’!

No!

| want my... land.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

[ Mother ] Whatever became
of the man | married?

Some other man's replaced him and goes
about with his name.

A murderous insurgent
under your own roof!

Oh, how horrible!

He's as ugly as sin and the most vicious
creature I've ever set eyes upon.

Did you get a look
at him, Shannon?

Um, a peek.

Shannon, what is
your collar doing?

It's choking me.
Well, do it up.

Better to choke
than to be vulgar.

[ Door Opening ]
[ Murmuring ]

Noise.
| hear a noise!

[ Mother ] Let us hope
it's Stephen Chase.

[ Man ] We've come for your prisoner,
Mr. Christie.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Christie.
Good afternoon, ladies.

[ Woman ]
Oh, he's dashing.

Speak of the sun
and we see its rays.

Oh, my goodness,
we were so frightened.

No, no, keep calm.
You're safe and protected.

- Oh.
- Go back to your sinful card playing.

Oh, ho, ho, ho.
[ Laughing ]

Hello, Shannon.

Hello, Stephen.

My, how handsome
he is.

He's a brilliant young man.
He was educated at Trinity.

Of course.

He manages all my husband's business
affairs.

Your daughter's certainly a very lucky
girl.

Mmm.

Yes, indeed.

[ Grunts ]

[ Panting ]

[ Grunts ]

Shannon? The ladies and | would
like you to play the piano.

No.

[ Gasps ]

| beg your pardon?

Come, play something, Shannon.
Something fanciful and nice.

if [ Classical ]

ff [ Piano ]

She plays beautifully.

if [ Tune Changes,
Tempo Increases ]

Shannon.
Good gracious, child!

- It's band music, Mother.
- Band music?

It's very modern.
It's from America.

[ Grunting ]

[ Discordant Note,
Stops Playing ]

-[ Screaming ]
- [ Shouts ]

Shannon, stay back.

Careful, boy. Your life's worth
little as it is.

You're the bastard
that burned my father's house.

I've burnt many houses in the line of
duty. Am | meant to remember yours?

- [ Shouts ]
- [Woman Exclaim ]

Maybe you'll
remember this.

[ Groans ]

Pistols,
tomorrow at dawn.

[ Stephen ]
Get him upstairs!

Go on!

Come, ladies. Let us resume our
pleasantries in the parlor.

Come, dear.
You too, Shannon.

What's buzzing around inside that head of
yours, my little monkey?

The day's been
disrupted, Father.

Hmm? Heaven forbid.

[ Groaning ]

[ Snoring ]

[ Thud ]

[ Whispering ]
Shh! I'm running away.

[ Dress Rips ]
[ Grunts ]

Excuse me.
[ Clearing Throat ]

There's something
in here I need.

Perhaps you're wondering...
why I'm running away.

[ Grunting ]
Well, I'll tell you.

I'm running away
because I'm modern.

I'm modern, and I'm going
to a modern place.

You're not the only one
who's trapped.

If | stay here, my mother will turn me
into one of her stuffy old friends.

No, thank you.

I'm a little more
interesting than that.

I'm very smart and I'm very modern. That's
all you need to know about me.

Boy! Here!

Have a look at this!

Look!

Oh. You can't read,
can you?

How pathetic.

"Land," it says!

Land?

“Wanted: Strong,
healthy men and women.

Every resident of the United States is
entitled to 160 acres of land."

They've got so much of it,
they give it away for free.

No land
is given away...

in any part
of the world!

In America, it is,
and I'm going there.

I'm going to have
a place of my own.

And I will have horses on it
and | will raise them...

and | will ride them
any way | please.

What do you need
more land for?

You own half of Ireland as it is! You took
it, your people did!

| didn't take it.

You just live here
all fancied up on rent...

and broken backs.

Boy, you said
you wanted land.

If that's what you want,
then come with me.

Great ships sail out
of Dublin and Liverpool,

but a woman dare not
travel alone, no.

You're brave. You shoot men.
You step on their necks.

When | saw that, | realized
you could be very useful to me.

- Useful, could I?
- Yes! You could be my servant boy.

Oh, I see.

| see. | could--I could polish
your boots for ya.

- They will need a polish now and then.
- Aye.

Aye, they would,
and | could--

| could make you
a cup of tea.

When teatime calls for it,
yes.

I'll throw the tea in your face and

I'll piss on your boots before I serve the
likes of you!

- Get out!
- No!

- I'll pay ya threepence a day.
- Get out!

I've an appointment in the morning,
and I'm going to honor it.

Ha! You'll never win
this duel with Stephen!

We've all seen you handle a gun.
Boy, | am giving you your freedom!

I'll not go
to a distant world.

I'm of Ireland, and I'll
stay in Ireland till I die!

That's in about five hours.
Aaah!

These weapons belonged
to my father's father.

His father's father
was an ass.

Oh, um, I'm, uh,

I've asked to serve as your second
in this barbarism.

| appreciate that, sir.
[ Mutters ]

Choose one
of those things.

[ Christie ] Ya had a good breakfast
this morning, did ya?

- It was, it was grand, sir. Thank you.
- Good, good.

[ Man ]
Count away 15 paces!

- [ Man ] One, two,
- This way, son.

- three, four,
- Ah, fog!

- My life is one long mollifying fog.
- five, six,

- The land | hold | inherited.
- seven,

It manages itself with a foggy logic of
its own.

eight,

Son, | was up

- thinking about you all night long.
- nine,

- ten, eleven,
| knew nothing of your family

or their eviction.

- I'm sorry for their pain.
- twelve,

- | understand why you came to murder me,
- thirteen,

- and | don't blame you for it at all.
- fourteen,

- fifteen!
- Oops!

Turn, each man, and fire.

| can't see anything!

[ Stephen ]
| can!

[ Shannon ] Boy! Boy!
Come away from there!

Shannon!
Get out of the way!

- Assess your stupidity, lad!
- Get away from me, woman!

As you wish.
Hyah! Hyah!

- Wait!
- [ Mother ] Shannon!

Wait!
Hyah! Hyah!

Shannon!

Shannon!

Shannon, don't!

- Good-bye, Stephen!
- Good-bye?

- Don't shoot!
- [ Mother ] No!

- Shannon?
- No!

- Shannon!
- No!

[ Mother ]
Shannon! No!

No!
[ Sobs ]

| saved your neck!
You remember that!

Hyah!

[ Whistle Blows ]

- Thank you, boy.
- [ Whispering ] Don't call me boy.

Sugar.

Two.

You might display
some gratitude...

considering the price
| paid for your passage.

! paid,
let me remind you.

- Oh, good afternoon.
- Forgive me if I'm intruding,

but | wonder if you'd enjoy a gentle
stroll around the deck.

She's drinkin’ her tea now.

There's no need to state
the obvious, boy.

My name's McGuire,
from Boston, Massachusetts.

Oh. Oh,
you're American?

Irish born. | went back for,
well, personal reasons.

A stroll would be
delightful, Mr. McGuire.

[ Whispers ]
Parasol.

In my imagination, America is a
wonderfully modern place.

- Am | right?
- Modern as modern can be.

The people, the culture,
the industry.

What about the land?
| beg your pardon?

Land. This girl's got it in her head
they're givin’ land away for free.

That's true. Oklahoma Territory.
The West's opening up.

I told you, boy.
Can't be good land.

It's the finest in the world.
Seeds flourish in it.

The cattle that grow upon it
are fat as elephants.

How do you get it? Is it there when you
step off the boat?

Oh, no, you have to travel
a thousand miles or so.

When you get there, you'll have to run
for the land in a race.

[ Gasping ]
A race?

Don't lose time in Boston.

As soon as you can, purchase horses,
a wagon and supplies.

Oh.

- Have | upset you?
- Well, I,

| didn't expect it
to be so complicated.

Oh, we're very fortunate. Any difficulty
can be overcome with money.

[ Clearing Throat ] Excuse me. I'd like to
speak to Mr. McGuire alone.

Mr. McGuire, | do have money, but it's
in the form of spoons.

- Spoons?
- Ancient spoons made of silver.

I'd planned to sell them
when | arrived in Boston.

Well, | can recommend a couple of shops
that will treat you honestly.

- Oh. I'm very much obliged to you, sir.
- Pleasure's mine.

[ Laughs ]
Thank you.

May | ask what are you doing
sitting at my table?

I'm eating
your chocolate cake.

| see, and what have you done
with my father's necktie?

| flung it into the sea.
It was gaggin’ my throat.

[ Chuckles ]
Oh, you're just upset...

because everything I've told you about
is turning out to be true.

"Cows as fat as elephants."
| know what that man's after.

I think you should
cover your ankles.

[ Chattering ]

[ Chatter In Foreign Language ]

America. I'm here.
I've made it.

I've arrived, Joseph.

Flags!
Beg your pardon.

Flags!
Beg your pardon.

United States
of America flag.

You're an American today.
Viva American.

Your great friend
Mr. McGuire has vanished.

You want
American dollar?

Oh, there he is!
Mr. McGuire!

[ Shannon ]
Over here!

Mr. McGuire!
Mr. McGuire!

Ah, there you are.

[ Boy ] Hey, mister, ya Irish?
| can take ya to the ward boss.

Need work? Need lodgin'? There's people
that hate ya if you're Irish.

Ya can't get nothin’ without the ward
boss. He's the biggest man in Boston.

Go fleece
somebody else, boy!

| know the games of these shysters.
Come on, Miss Christie.

I'll find you
a suitable hotel. Cab!

Thank goodness
for Mr. McGuire.

[ McGuire ] Take Miss Christie
to a decent hotel.

[ Chattering In
Foreign Language ]

Well, you've certainly upheld
your end of the bargain.

Good luck, Shannon.

Good luck, Joseph.

[ Ship Whistle Blows ]

[ Man ]
Hey, McGuire!

- Yes?
- Welcome back.

Oh, my God! Aaah!

[ Shannon ]
Joseph! Oh, my God!

My spoons! My spoons!
They're taking my spoons!

Joseph! Mr. McGuire
stole my spoons!

[ Shannon ] No! Please! Those are mine!
He stole them from me!

Joseph! Please! Joseph!
That dead man stole my spoons!

My bag!
They're taking everything!

[ Grunts ]

[ Whistles Blowing ]
[ Shouting ]

Now | have nothing!

Come away, Shannon.
We have to go.

| have nothing now!
| have no money!

God is punishing me.
He's punishing me, Joseph.

I stole those spoons from my mother
the morning | ran away!

Hey, you! You!
Stand still!

I didn't do nothin"!
Stand still!

Who's this man,
the ward boss?

[ Cheering ]
[ Laughing ]

[ Shouting ]

That's him there,
fightin’ in the fancy clothes.

Mike Kelly,
his name is.

[ Shouting ]
Come on.

[ Man ]
Come on, Mike!

Shannon, you should
stand back over there.

Don't shield me, Joseph.
It's only a boxing match.

-[ Screaming ]
- What?

[ Shouts ]
[ Groaning ]

Mike?
I'm sorry, Mike.

Mike isn't happy
when he loses.

Sh--

You... distracted me.

You weren't
concentratin’.

A scrappy Connemara man, huh?
Fresh off the boat, huh?

- Follow me.
- Joseph.

Not you, woman. You just cost me
part of a tooth.

- If he gets to go, then | get to go.
- I'm Mike Kelly!

Who is this bit of a snit
anyway, huh? Your wife?

Certainly not!

Then who the hell are ya, lass, comin’
into my club?

- She's--
- I'm--

my sis-sister.

Oh. Tell me she isn't
a pain in the ass, huh?

Settle your bets, gentlemen.

Sister? Our blood's not even
the same temperature.

Shannon--
These people, Shannon,

these people
are my kind of people.

And my kind
doesn't like your kind.

In fact, they hate
everything about you.

Now, for some reason or other,
I'm willin’ to lie for you.

Or we could tell them that
you're a rich Protestant.

Might be sportin’.
No, no, Joseph.

My brother.

Good.

- [ Kelly ] What do you call yourself?
- Joseph Donelly.

Well, Donelly, let's put you on the road
to citizenship.

We'll get you workin’ and get you votin'
when the time comes, huh?

See how the system
works here, lad, huh?

- Yeah.
- [ Shannon ] Stop it!

- No! Leave me alone!
- [ 'Twas a lady who took to the street J

- J Her name was Biddy McMack J
- Get away, or I'll claw your eyes out!

- [ She makes a handsome livin’ now f
- Don't! No!

- J A-layin’ on her back J
- No! | said to leave me alone!

- J Biddy, be good to me J
- Excuse me, Mr. Kelly.

- / I'm not a wealthy man J
- Leave me alone! | won't ask you again!

~ So give me an hour in paradise
I'll pay you what I can I

Get away!
ff [ Singing Continues, Stops ]

I'll ask ya to leave
this lady alone.

Go ahead and ask.

I've no wish
to fight ya.

- He's no wish to fight me--
- [ Joseph Grunts ]

[ Shannon Shrieks ]
[ Man ] I'll take him!

No, no! No, no, no. No, he's mine.
He's mine alone.

Get him, Joseph!

[ Grunting ]
[ Man ] Okay, okay.

Well, now. You knocked
the piss outta the man

who knocked the piss outta me.

I'm not sure how
| feel about that.

- Dermody.
- Yes, sir, Mr. Kelly.

Time to make the rounds.

We'll take this scrapper
and the girl here...

and lodge them
at Molly Kay's.

Grab the luggage.
Yes, sir.

Come on.

[ Kelly ] Hey, Pete, get a match goin’
these fellas can bet on, will ya?

[ Man ] Hey, Mike,
how the hell ya doin'?

[ Kelly ] All depends, huh?
Good to see you, lads.

- This is it. Here we are.
- Good day to you, Mr. Kelly!

Oi, man.
[ Chuckles ]

- Ah.
- [Woman ] Out of my way.

Molly.

It's just as unpleasant for me as it is
for you!

[ Kelly ] Got a brother and sister,
Molly, need a room.

You're in luck. We had a suicide
just this morning.

[ Gasps ]

- [ Kelly ] Bridget, how are you?
- Hello, Mike.

- Ah, yes. Any gentlemen up here, girls?
- No, no.

- Make an announcement, Dermody.
- Ward boss! Ward boss!

I give ya
another year.

- You're not campaignin’, Mike.
- Relax, Molly.

[ Kelly ] Politics is more important
to these men than sex.

[ Molly ] And I'm the Virgin Mary.
God forgive ya, Molly!

- [ Molly ] Not likely, Mike.
- Come on.

Is that Jimmy Dunne | see? | was chattin’
with your wife today, Jimmy.

[ Dunne ]
Don't tell me wife, Mike.

[ Molly ] In here is the bath,

but don't linger in it too long.
It's the only one in the house.

[ Kelly ] Gentlemen, button up
your trousers.

[ Kelly Continues, Indistinct ]

This is your room here.

[ Glass Breaking ]

Ours?

You're not suggesting that
we Share this room, | hope?

| don't care what you do in it as long as
you pay me a dollar a week.

There must be some mistake.
We need two rooms.

I've only got the one.
Well, that's not good enough.

- Mike, what have you sent me?
- You're not listening!

Shannon. Molly, the room is fine, and
we'll take it gratefully.

[ Kelly ] As you know,
election time is comin’ up.

Your sister
was spoilt, I'd say.

[ Kelly ]
I'm here for your support.

I'm sure you've noticed all these Italians
takin’ Irish jobs.

Well, no Eyeties
are gonna run this town...

as long as
Mike Kelly's in charge.

All | ask--

[ Crying ]

[ Laughing ]

ff [ Singing ]

[ Thunderclap ]

Shannon?
Shannon, are you awake?

No, I'm sound asleep.

| think
| like America.

Do ya now?
Aye.

We've only been here a day.
Look at the welcome we've got.

Would you like a room?
Here you go.

Would you like a job?
Why, here you go.

How about some land? Well, get a horse
and help yourself.

So, now you believe me
about the land, do you?

Aye, if they're throwin’ it away,
| wouldn't mind a piece of it.

Maybe this is my destiny.

On his deathbed,

my father told me he'd be watchin’ me
from up above.

| wonder now if his spirit might be near,
guidin’ me along.

If he bumps into Mr. McGuire up there,
tell him | want my spoons back.

Ah, imagine me,

Joseph Donelly, standin’
on my own plot of land.

What would I plant,
| wonder, what?

Oats? Corn?
Potatoes?

Oh, God, no,
not potatoes.

Maybe wheat.

Wheat.

Oh, Shannon,
I'm dreamin’ of it now.

Great fields of wheat
as far as the eye can See.

Oklahoma land was my idea,
you blathering fool!

[ Mocking ]
“Maybe this is my destiny."

If it weren't for me, farm boy,
you wouldn't even be here!

Well, if it weren't for me, Miss High and
Mighty,

you'd have died outside in the
street!

Give me back
my pillow.

Not in a hundred years.

[ Sighs ]

[ Sighs, Huffs ]

This book
is irritating me.

Do you actually think
you're fooling me, Daniel?

Would you prefer | proclaim my
independence and drink in the open?

No. | like
the system we've got.

How can she be so cruel?
Not to send us any word.

She's in America, Nora.

She's been writing to me
for some time now.

You hid these from me?

At Shannon's request.

Read them.

Though they may not
bring you comfort.

- Nora!
- Daniel!

Oh! Oh! Oh!
Nora!

Death to the landlord!
Burn the house to the ground!

Burn it down!

Captain Moonlight!

Get out of the house, Nora!

- Oh, the letters!
- Leave the letters alone, Nora!

My baby!

Come with me.

Stephen,
we're over here!

- Stephen.
- Quickly. Come this way.

All of your life
collected and destroyed.

I'm truly sorry
for your loss.

[ Christie ] Does this mean
we're finished?

- Are we impoverished now?
- No, sir.

You still have your land
and your holdings.

This is no longer
the Ireland of my birth.

Our daughter's fallen into perilous ruin,
Daniel. We must go to her now.

Shannon?

Uh, she's, uh--

she's been in Boston
these many months.

Then we shall
find her there.

[ Man ] You over there,
keep working.

You don't work,
you don't get paid.

Get those chickens
plucked!

[ Gasps ]
Get to work!

| think the prettiest girl
in this factory,

the one with the prettiest eyes and the
prettiest red hair, is Joseph's sister.

- If you don't mind me saying so, Joseph.
- You can say what you like, lad.

But | warn ya, that redhead
has a bite that stings.

Get to work!

Get your filthy hands
off me, you ugly animal!

That'll cost you
a day's wage.

Go ahead.
Insult me again.

[ Gasps ]

Pig.

[ Laughing ]

There goes tomorrow.

Done?

Take Friday as well, you spineless little
fraction of a man.

Bite, lads. Bite!

~f [ Shannon Humming ]

What are you
looking at?

I'm just tryin’ to figure out
what you're doin’ there.

It's obvious what I'm doing. I'm cleaning
my clothes.

| see.

Do you ever wonder why it takes you
so long, Shannon?

My clothes, if you notice, if you look
about, are washed and hung.

- Done.
- Hmm.

Your talent astounds me,
Joseph.

Move over.

Move... over.

Now, if you want to clean your clothes,
you have to get your hands wet.

First, you place
the board like so.

You take the soap
in your right hand,

the clothes in the left.

You brush the soap
across the clothes twice,

like so.

Then you plunge and scrub.
You plunge... and scrub.

Plunge and scrub
and plunge and scrub.

And plunge
and scrub and lift.

And if it's still
not clean, aye,

then you go again.

You plunge and scrub.
You plunge and scrub.

You keep on plungin’
and scrubbin‘...

till all your plungin’
and scrubbin’... is done.

[ Joseph ]
Thirty, forty,

forty-five--
forty-five, fifty.

Mmm. You could be a banker, Joseph,
with your ability to count.

Oh!
A compliment.

Thank you, Shannon.

Don't suppose you've calculated what
the journey will cost.

If | barter, | can get a buckboard
for under 25.

It's the harness
that's costly.

Bit, frame--

frame, collar...

reins.

Mmm. Very impressive.

How much have you saved,
Shannon? Huh?

Are you still prayin’ you'll make it
to the Oklahoma land race?

- I'll get there.
- [ Scoffs ] What a corker.

[ Chuckles ]
You're a corker, Shannon.

Why don't you go back home to Ireland,
write your parents for money?

They'll forgive you
for your petty foolishness.

America may not be exactly what
| thought it would be,

but if | went back
to Ireland, | wouldn't--

What?
Wouldn't what?

| said I'll get there and I'll get
there... by myself.

- Well, you'll need supplies.
- Of course. Food, clothes.

Ammunition, gun.

Whenever | think of guns,
| remember Stephen Chase.

Aye.

You're lucky to be rid
of that piss-headed snob.

He wasn't so bad. You didn't know him
as well as | did.

[ Grunts ]
| knew him well enough.

Me, he adored.

He worshipped me.

There wasn't a puddle of mud he didn't lay
his coat upon for me to walk across.

[ Sighs ]
Are you facing east?

Aye. Facing east.

All right.

Almost ready.

Thanks be to Jesus.

[ Sighs ]
Light!

I'm in.

Good night, Shannon.

Joseph?

What?

Am | beautiful at all?

I've never seen anything
like you in all my livin’ life.

Good.

[ Woman Moaning ]

[ Bedsprings Squeaking ]

[ Moaning ]
[ Bedsprings Squeaking ]

[ Dermody ] Let's have another boxing
match then. We need another challenger.

This man has not
been defeated tonight.

Will anyone box him?

Any challengers? You, sir, you can beat
him. You've got the face of a winner.

I'll fight him!
Oh, Joseph.

[ Joseph Shouts ]
No! No, no, no, no.

Joseph, there's rules
in this club.

Toe the line and all that. You got to wait
till | signal, Joseph.

Toe the line,
gentlemen!

No kicking, no biting,
no gouging!

[ Man ]
You're facing the wrong way!

Fight me here, farmer!

[ Dermody ]
Foot on the line.

- Right.
- Toe the line! Toe the line!

- Get away!
- Just toe the line.

- Come on! You're yella!
- [ Shouts ]

Come on!

[ Shouts ]

Go on, scrapper!

[ Shouting ]

[ Shouting ]

Stop it. You won, Joseph!
Stop it!

Well! What a fight! Huh?
| knew you had it in ya, eh?

Girls, let's get up
the burly-cue!

What do you
call yourself again?

Joseph.
Joseph Donelly.

That's right. Joseph Donelly. You
clobbered that fella's brains out, lad.

Yeah, | discovered this fella
fresh off the boat!

Gordon, get this scrapper
somethin’ to smoke.

Who's your boy there,
Kelly?

A newfangled style of fightin’ he's got
there. He's slippery all right.

Joseph, shake hands with Mr. D'Arcy
Bourke, member of the city council.

I'll shake your hand, Mr. Bourke, but I'm
not in a friendly mood.

| came here to fight.

- There's fight left in me yet.
- He's a lively one, Kelly.

Would you box an Italian
if | scared one up?

I'll box any man
you put in front of me.

[ Dermody ]
Mike! Mike! Mike!

Jesus Christ, Dermody,
when's your voice gonna change?

- We've got another pug, Mike.
- Bring him on.

And I'll put money
on ya.

[ Dermody ] Place your bets,
gentlemen!

The boy's got
an appetite, Kelly.

Toe the line, gentlemen.
Joseph.

[ Exhales ]
[ Woman Giggling ]

[ Joseph ] Aye, | am.
Hello, ladies.

[ Chattering ]

[ Joseph ] It's nothin’. Ah.
I'm feelin’ grand tonight.

[ Grunts ]
[ Laughs ]

- [ Girl ] Steady now, ya rogue.
- It's nothin’.

[ Laughs ]

Joseph!

Oh, my God,
what happened?

Help me get him
into bed.

Joseph, you're covered in blood.
What happened to you?

Oh, he's been prize fightin’,
but he'll survive.

He had a charge of gunpowder in him
that needed to go Off.

And who might you be?

I'm Grace. I work
at the social club.

| did well tonight,
didn't I?

Aw. You beat ‘em all,
Joseph. But don't talk now.

[ Clears Throat ]

Get some sleep.

| need to talk
to you.

- You're his sister, right?
- Mm-hmm.

What sort of man is he? | mean, besides
tough and handsome as the devil.

Well, uh,
he's extremely moody.

Oh. | believe that.

Full of spit, isn't he?
And passion.

No, not really, no.
He's fairly dull.

[ Chuckles ]
Dull?

Well, | don't know
what sort of men you're used to,

but he's anything
but dull.

Mmm, and the build on him.

Me and the girls got swollen eyes
from gawkin’' at his bum.

Yes, well,
good-bye, Grace.

- Would you tell him, | just--
- Nice to meet you.

- | just want to tell him--
- Good night, Grace.

- That was Grace.
- So she said.

- She dances in the burly-cue.
- Yes, well, never mind her now.

Just lay there. No, no. Joseph.
Lie still. Lie still.

Look in my boot down there.

Four dollars. That's more than plucking
chickens in a month. | won it.

I'll have my horse-and-buggy
money before the winter comes,

and it won't be
from pluckin’ chickens.

There are other ways
to get to Oklahoma, Joseph.

You should have heard them,
Shannon, cheering me on.

It was grand.

So grand.

Toe the line,
gentlemen!

[ Shouting, Cheering ]

[ Shouts ]

[ Grunting ]

-[ Screams ]
- [ Grunting ]

Too slow!

[ Crowd Cheering ]

Whoa!

[ Shouting, Cheering ]

Ya come to the body,
ya come to the face.

When he's comin’ around,
you get outta the way.

They just stand there.
Look at them.

[ Groans ]

[ Joseph Shouts ]

[ Body Thuds ]

[ Laughs ] Come on!
Come on, now! Mwah!

Mmm! Well, hello there, Joseph.
Hello, Cara.

- All done up like a gentleman.
- Ahh!

- | hardly recognized him.
- How do you do, ladies?

[ Laughing, Exclaiming ]

Shannon.
Joseph.

He's a handsome catch,
that Joseph Donelly is.

If he can keep his knuckles up all night,
imagine what his willy can do.

[ Women Laughing ]

Shoes.
Secondhand shoes, madam?

- What do ya think of those?
- Ah, would ya look at that!

Oh, look at the sleeves,
all billowed out.

From Paris, France,
it says.

Oh, so beautiful
and modern.

Excuse me!

Ah-ha!
Well, excuse me.

Even her poodle's
putting on airs.

Oh, look, Shannon,
there's your famous brother.

Good grief, he's bought
himself another hat.

See you tomorrow.
Bye. Bye, Olive.

- Hello, Shannon.
- Hello, Joseph.

Well, what do ya think?
Do ya like it?

- Like my hat?
- No. Not at all.

I'll get some
other opinions.

- Do ya like my hat?
- It's a fine hat, Mr. Donelly,

- and a fine fight last night as well.
- Glad you enjoyed it, Connor.

[ Factory Whistle Blowing ]

[ Kelly ] So I left her there pullin’ up
her knickers.

[ Men Laughing ]

Hold on a second.
Here he comes.

Ah, there's my boy,
lookin’ fit and dandy.

How are you, scrapper?
Never better, Mike.

- Hello, lads.
- Mr. Bourke would like a word with ya.

[ Bourke ] Joseph Donelly,
still undefeated, eh?

Oh, he's a rascal of a holy terror,
isn't he?

That he is.

[ Men Laughing ]
[ Scoffs ]

[ Inhales Sharply ] That's a long-legged
piece of strawberry tart.

- [ Laughs ]
- [ Men Chuckling ]

Mind your mouth,
Mr. Bourke.

Now, Donelly, you don't talk to
Mr. Bourke that way.

Let it go, Kelly.

This is business, and the boy's
our stock-in-trade.

Now, listen to me, lad.
There's a man | want you to box.

He's a goddamn Italian, and | want you
to spill his blood.

I'll box
and I'll win.

But you boys don't own me,
Mr. Bourke.

| box for myself, alone.

What do you think you're doin’
pissing against the wind, huh?

D'Arcy Bourke is a powerful man in Boston,
a man whose connections | need.

I'm not gonna kiss the back of his
trousers just ‘cause the rest of ya do.

You like your suit?

Well, do ya?
Mmm.

Ya like havin’ a roof
over your head?

I'm your bread
and butter, lad.

Cross me
and you're nothin’.

Nothin’ but
an ignorant mick!

You do what you're told, or I'll throw you
out on the street,

and every door you'll knock on
will be slammed in your face.

Do ya understand?

Yeah.
Huh. Good.

It's gonna be a grand fight,
Mr. Bourke.

[ Bourke ] Good.
That's what | like to hear.

ff [ Lively ]
[ Shouting ]

Shannon?

I'm drunk,
Joseph!

Whoo!
[ Laughs ]

How can you be drunk?
You just left my sight.

She's workin’ her way through a jigger of
rye. [ Laughs ]

And when | finish it, | may
or may not have another one.

[ Cheering ]

[ Woman ] That a girl.

Well, Shannon, you
came to America to be modern.

I'm glad everything's
workin’ out.

[ Murmuring ]

- You have changed, Mr. Donelly.
- Improved, you mean.

Nope!
Changed.

Look at all those
silly hats. Hmph!

You'll never get to Oklahoma.
You've spent all your money.

At the rate I'm goin’,
they'll bring the land to me.

You have turned into
a snob.

[ Grace ]
Joseph?

Joseph!

Excuse me,
drunkard.

- Hello, Grace.
- Hello, Joseph.

Will | be seein’ ya
in church tomorrow morn?

Sounds divine and holy, Grace.
We can share a pew, me and you.

- Toodle-oo.
- Same to you.

She's got an awfully large
chest to be goin’ to church.

Shannon, all chests are equal
in the eyes of the Lord.

Huh! She goes into the confession box,
she'll never come out, the little tramp.

Grace isn't a tramp.
She's a dancer in the burly-cue.

That isn't dancing!
That's kicking her knickers up.

| suspect if you asked her to,
she'd kick her knickers off.

- Oh, maybe she would.
- Has she?

Ah, let me see.
Has she?

I'm tryin’ to remember.

Well, think hard! If there's any brain
left in your head.

Look at you. They're making a fool of you,
the ward boss and his friends!

They respect me.

- Oh, they do not. They don't respect you.
- Enough.

You're money in their pockets
and nothing more, Joseph.

| said that--
that's enough, Shannon.

You let them pickle you
like a piece of pork.

They're just using you.
| said that's enough outta you.

[ Screaming ] No! What? No!
Put me down!

No! No!
! ![ Screa
Oh! ml

Tell me--
Tell me ya like my hat.

You're not wearing
a hat.

Say it!
Say you like my hat!

You're not wearing a hat!

Say it!

Why can't you Say it,
Shannon?

Why can't you say you like my hat? Why
can't you say you like my suit?

I've earned it!
I've--

I've done well!

Don't touch me,
Joseph.

Why don't you go fondle that slut
with the runaway tits?

If she isn't stuffing
her face with pie.

You're jealous of me. | made more money
than you and you're jealous!

| can make money as fast as you can!
Just watch me, scrapper!

Shannon!
Shannon!

Shannon!
[ Pounds Door ]

Why don't you shag her
and get it over with?

She's my sister.

And I'm your mother.

- Joseph!
- Every time your gentleman leaves, Donna,

| want you to tidy
your room, do ya hear me?

Molly?
| don't want to say that again.

- Joseph, Mike Kelly's lookin’ for ya.
- Molly, where's Shannon?

- Tonight's the big fight!
- She didn't come home from work today.

The club is crawlin'
with Eyeties.

Molly, have ya seen her?
No, I have not.

- She's there! Shannon is there!
- Where?

Viva I'Italia!
Come on, Italia!

All right, Joseph. Show 'em
how it's done, lad.

Joseph,
for Ireland!

[ Shouting ] Dago pigs!
They're all the same!

Shannon, stop this!

Where's your dignity, woman?

You mind your business, Joseph.
[ Money Clinking ]

You get your brains smashed in every
night. What's the difference?

There's a world
of difference!

Come on! These Eyeties are tearin' the
place apart.

Forget it!

Get in there and box. I've got $100 bet on
you.

Kiss it good-bye, Mr. Bourke.

I'll make it 200, and I'll split
the winnings with ya!

- Two hundred dollars, Joseph!
- What?

Did you not hear me? | said I'll split the
winning's with ya!

- No!
- Joseph?

Donelly!

Take it.
Take it?

- | thought you didn't want me to fight.
- But it's so much money.

You've boxed for nickels before.
This is a fortune!

[ Chanting ]
Joseph! Joseph! Joseph!

[ Chanting Continues ]
Joseph! Joseph! Joseph!

I'll match that offer.

Don't let your stubborn pride get in the
way. You'll have it. You'll have Oklahoma!

You'll never have to
fight for them again.

This'll get us
out of here.

Us?

Well, you.
[ Sighs ]

I mean you.

[ Cheering ]

That's a lad!
[ Continues Indistinct ]

Come on.
Let's show ‘em.

Right, Joseph, damage the dago.
You hear me?

Keep back, will ya?
Get back. Come on!

Get Mr. Bourke a chair up on the stage
there. Come on, lad.

This is a fight to the finish, gentlemen.
A fight to the finish.

Side bettin'’ is allowed and
a knockdown terminates a round.

[ Dermody ]
Contest, grudge, gentlemen.

- [ Shouts ]
- [ Shouting, Cheering ]

[ Grunting, Groaning ]

[ Grunts, Groans ]

Ah!

Come on, scrapper!
Keep your left up.

[ Grunts ]
[ Groans ]

Yes! Go!

[ Groaning ]

[ Grunts ]
[ Man Shouting ]

Bastardo!
[ Shouting In Italian ]

Dirty dago bastard!

- Joseph!
- [ Grunts ]

[ Shouting ]

[ Cheering, Whistling ]

Ah, Kelly,
| smell victory.

I'd enjoy it even more
with a little strawberry tart.

Mr. Bourke would
like some company.

I'm not especially attracted
to Mr. Bourke.

You came to me for help.
Let's show some manners.

Come to scratch!
Come to scratch!

[ Guffawing ]

[ Grunting ]

What the hell's
he doing, Kelly?

What are you doing? Get back in there.
Get your hands off her, Bourke!

There's too much money at stake
here, Donelly.

Filthy pig!

- [ Shannon ] Joseph!
- Get back to scratch!

Do you wanna forfeit?

- Shannon?
- [ Shannon ] Put him down!

Shannon!
Joseph!

You're losin’ me money,
you coward!

Get back in there and fight!
You're gonna forfeit!

Shannon!
Kelly, you bastard!

[ Groaning ]

Move over!

Go on, Joe!
Get up, Joe!

[ Muffled Shouting ]

Joseph!

[ Gasps, Groans ]

- No!
- [ Dermody ] Get up, Joseph! Get up!

Joseph! Get up!
Get up! Get up!

Get up, Joseph!
Get up!

I've bet more money
than you've got. Get up!

Get up!
He's out!

[ Shouts ]
[ Crowd Cheering ]

[ Shrieking ]

[ Joseph Coughs ]
Joseph!

- My God. I'm sorry.
- You, get off!

[ Screams ]
Shut your mouth!

[ Joseph Groaning ]
Get this loser out of my club!

[ Groaning ]

[ Meowing ]

[ Cat Screeching ]

[ Groans Softly ]

[ Men Chattering ]

[ Men Exclaiming, Laughing ]

[ Stephen ] Did you tell them
we're in Jefferson Court?

Number six,
Jefferson Court.

Six Jefferson Court, boys.
Make sure they hear you!

In the south end.

Her family has come from Ireland.
They're here in Boston.

They're offering a reward.

Have you seen a girl
like that?

[ Stephen ] Find her. Do your job. Must |
do everything for you?

Hey. We found her, and here she is
right over here.

We'll never get anything out of these
people. They're drunks.

If you see the girl, her family
is in Jefferson Court.

Number six,
Jefferson Court.

Ah, settle down, boys.
Have a look at this.

[ Men Laughing ]

- Joseph, what happened to ya, sweetie?
- What's happened to him?

Shannon?

[ Whispering ]
Shannon.

Do come in,
scrapper.

[ Coins Clanking,
Jangling ]

That's our money.
We earned it.

There isn't a penny here
doesn't originate with me!

Get him out.
[ Grunting ]

- Get out.
- [ Joseph ] Don't touch her.

[ Wind Whistling ]

[ Grunts ]
You're done, scrapper.

You won't work here,
box here, nothin’ here.

- You coppers beat it! Get him up.
- On your feet.

Too bad, but | saw it comin’ the first
time you walked in off the boat.

[ Joseph Groaning Softly ]

- [ Groans ]
- [ Shannon ] No! Leave him!

k No!
elly Laughing ]

[ Sobs ]
Leave--

- Molly Kay, these two are banished.
- Joseph. No.

You shelter them even a night,
I'll shut this whorehouse down.

Come on!

[ Wind Howling ]

It's too cold,
Joseph.

Hey!
Do you need help, sir?

- Get out of here!
- We haven't eaten for three days.

I'll work for food.

| don't hire Irish!

For the love of God,
we haven't eaten for three days.

| said | don't hire Irish!
Now get outta here!

[ Coughing ]

Joseph, we can't keep
wandering like this.

I know.

[ Coughs ]

It's been too long,
too many days.

We can't keep doin’ this.
[ Whimpers, Coughs ]

| think this house is empty.
[ Mutters ]

[ Crystals Tinkling ]

[ Whispering ]
Look.

A tree.
Shannon!

Food!

There's food here.

[ Whispering ]
Joseph, look at us.

I never thought
it would turn out like this.

Coming all this way
for land.

[ Crystal Tinkles ]

[ Whispers ]
Shannon.

Sit down. Sit down
at this beautiful table.

[ Whispering ] No, we can't.
We're burglars.

Please, please?
| want you to pretend.

Sit down.
I'll serve you.

Tonight,
| want you to dine.

No, Joseph. Don't serve me.
Just sit down.

Sit down with me.

Let's pretend...

that this house is ours.

That you're my husband...
and I'm your wife.

Sit down.

Joseph,

did you ever wonder what that land you
dreamed of looked like?

Aye.

Mine--Mine was a green pasture with tall
grass...

that rolled
just a little bit.

Mine had a stream
runnin’ through it.

Perhaps some trees.

Rich, dark soil.

No rocks to pick out
of the ground.

Hmm. A green pasture
and a stream.

They will complement
each other, no?

They would.

The one, in fact,
depends upon the other.

Pretend...
you love me.

| pretend
| love you.

| pretend
| love you too.

[ Door Opens ]
[ Crystals Tinkling ]

- What was that?
- Who's there?

Shannon.

[ Man ] Get the hell
out of my house!

- [ Rifle Cocking ]
- No!

- [ Gunshot ]
-[ Screams ]

- Shannon!
- Police! Police!

- Get the police!
- [ Whispering ] Shannon. Shannon.

Help!
Help!

This girl needs help!
Will ya let us in?

This--

[ Grunting ]

[ Joseph ]
Is this the Christie's?

Shannon.
Just let us in.

- [ Stephen ] Quickly, fetch a doctor.
- [ Maid ] Yes, sir.

Step aside. You'll infect her
with your filthy hands.

What did you expect?
That you could climb to her station?

- Gunshot!
- Aye.

God, look at her!

- Will she be all right?
- She will now.

The wound is in the shoulder.
| have to clean it.

Shannon, I--

You're safe now.

This house.

[ Sniffles ]
You're gonna be fine.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

Take care of her.

[ Maid ] Mr. Christie, Mr. Christie.
Here's the doctor.

Something terrible has
happened.

What is it, Doctor?
Your daughter, Mr. Christie.

- Shannon? She's here?
- [ Nora ] What's happened to her?

All right! She's all clear! Let's get the
mud cleaned out of here!

Hey, mick, after you drop that tie off,
let's get after these rocks!

Come on! Let's get
some goddamn work done here!

Fill up that wheelbarrow!

Clear those rocks!
Come on! Fill it up. Fill it up.

[ Crystals Tinkling ]

Move it! Hey!

- Fire in the hole!
- Fire in the hole!

Come on, boys, find yourself some cover.
We got fire in the hole!

Hey, you,
fire in the hole!

[ Men Shouting, Faint ]

[ Shannon ]
Joseph.

Joseph.

[ Men Chattering, Shouting ]

[ Man ]
Water!

Anybody need water?

Water?

[ Man ] Look at that. All them wagons
headed for the Oklahoma Territory.

I'd be goin’ with 'em if | was as young as
you. Doesn't interest me.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

if [Man Singing, Indistinct ]

[ Whistle Blowing Continues ]

| had a woman once.

But she don't want me
“cause | had no money.

That's America. Unless you are rich,
you are nobody.

| should never have come
to this place.

Forget the women, boys. You got a job of
work ahead of ya.

ff [ Singing Continues,
Indistinct ]

[ Train Whistle Blowing ]

Da, is that you?
Joseph!

[ Da ] Oh, you look like you're
not doing too well, my boy.

I missed you, Da.

[Da]Aman is nothing
without land, they say.

Land is a man's own soul.

[ Joseph ] I'll work my own land
someday.

If you manage it,
my God, your old da...

will be smiling down on you
from heaven above.

[ Brakes Squealing ]

[ Man ] Stay where you are boys.
We're just stopping for water.

- [ Man #2 ] It's the pioneers.
- [ Man #3 ] There's so many of them.

[ Man #2 ] No, they go to Oklahoma,
| think, for the free land.

[ Men Laughing ]

[ Man #4 ] They just wasting time. There
ain't enough land to go around.

[ Horse Whinnying ]
[ Man ] Hyah!

[ Scoffs ] One in a hundred
will stake a claim.

The rest of 'em,
they just dreamin’.

Think they gonna get
some free land.

[ Train Car Rattles ]

[ Men Laughing ]

Hey, Irish!

Hey, mick, where do
you think you're goin'?

Il was on
the wrong road!

[ Train Whistle Blowing ]

[ Woman ]
Sarah!

[ Man ] There now! Comin’ through!
Keep it going!

Whoa! Coming through!

Farmers, ranchers,
homesteaders,

this well driller is an example of modern
American industry at its finest.

Come up and have a look. It's not gonna
bite ya. It's just modern, that's all.

You may find
land tomorrow,

but you won't survive in the wilderness,
not without water.

Water is what you need.

Folks, each quarter section
is marked.

You run for land, remove the marker
and drive in your own stake.

The race begins
tomorrow at noon!

Again, each quarter section
is marked.

- You run for land--
- Where can | get a horse?

[ Horse Whinnies ]
[ Man ] You're a little late, cowboy.

Pickings are slim.

Now, this here horse
is broke.

That horse there,
green broke.

Know the difference?

| think | can see it.

A broke horse
is a dependable horse.

A green broke horse,
he's faster.

- [ Whinnying ]
- That sounds good. The faster the better.

No telling
what he'll do though.

Hell, you could end up in Canada on that
green broke son of a bitch.

[ Horse Squeals ]
Stand back!

[ Horse Squeals, Blusters ]

[ Whinnying ]

I think I'll take
the dependable horse.

| would.

You go out there and get you a good piece
of land tomorrow, Joseph.

Thank you, Ralph.

[ Sighs ]
I'm cursed.

Oh, Lord,
I'm cursed.

[ Men And Women Chattering ]

Mother, the clothes will never come clean
if you don't get your hands wet.

[ Gunshot ]
[ Gasp ]

Oh! There's no order
in this godforsaken place.

Here. Take the soap
and you plunge and scrub.

Plunge and scrub?
Mm-hmm. Like so.

Nora!

Nora! Nora!
I've been shot.

- Shot?
- Well, shot at anyway.

[ Gasps ]
By the cavalry.

We crossed the starting line
and we broke the law.

Daniel Christie, | will not
have you riding tomorrow...

in that vulgarity
of a race!

The Wild West
suits me, Nora.

There's no telling
what | might do.

Shannon?

Shannon, | found it.

Twenty miles straight west of here.
It's paradise itself.

You will love it, Shannon.
The earth is dry and dusty here.

But where we'll live
there's a winding stream,

and the grass on the gentle hills around
it grows high and rich and green.

It's the plot of land
you've dreamed of.

Excuse me, Stephen.

Are you cross
with me, Shannon?

Of course | am. We were doing this
together, | thought.

| couldn't take you with me today.
It was too dangerous.

I don't mind a little danger
now and then.

Shannon,
stop this childishness.

Are we not here,
your parents and I,

amongst all these people,
because you wanted this?

Tomorrow we'll ride as one,
together, side by side.

We'll claim our land, and then we'll marry
and finally settle down.

You do want to settle down,
don't you, Shannon?

Yes.

Yes, | want
to settle down.

There now.
That's better.

| hate to see
you angry.

It isn't your nature
to be so.

[ Joseph ]
Hello, Shannon.

| wondered if I'd see you here.
| suspected that | might.

Not I. I... saw you living
back in Boston all this while.

You look well.
You look well.

I'm here
with my family.

We came by train.

| came by train myself.

You'll be running
in the race tomorrow, | presume.

| always said
I'd get my land.

| even bought a horse,
a fine horse.

Well.

Time takes care of everything,
doesn't it, Joseph?

Everything's worked out
as it should have.

Don't you agree?

Yeah.

- Good luck tomorrow, Joseph.
- Aye.

Best of luck to you,
Shannon.

Shannon Christie?

You never gave up.

You knew what you wanted
back in Ireland.

And look at ya.
Here ya are.

You're a corker, Shannon.

What a corker you are.

Beautiful country,
isn't it, boy?

| found the perfect piece
of land for Shannon and me,

almost the picture
of what she described--

the land
of her dreams.

Congratulations.
[ Clicks Tongue ]

[ Clicks Tongue ] Just what the hell
are you doing here?

You bring her to me bleeding, and now you
think you can talk to her?

Stay away from her,
do you hear me?

There'll be a lot of confusion
in the race tomorrow, lad.

Someone could get shot.

[ Clicks Tongue ]

- [ Gunshots ]
- [ Men Shouting ]

[ Joseph ]
f Her beautiful eyes f

S Were a terrible curse f

- Three days
in his grave J

- She ran off
with his purse JS

They've got their land
all picked out,

the pair of them--
the land of her dreams.

All those months | was
tryin’ to forget about her,

| was--
| was layin" down the very track...

that brought her here.
[ Laughing ]

And to hell with everyone!
I'm gonna get my land.

That's my thought
for the night.

Tomorrow | ride for me.
Me alone.

And my horse.

[ Shouting ]
[ Gunshots ]

Sweet Mary, Jesus,

and all the saints
preserve us.

That there was the oldest
horse I ever saw in my life.

[ Chattering ]

[ Chattering ]

It's almost noon.
We're gonna miss the photograph.

Be all right.
You ready?

[ Horse Whinnies ]
[ Man ] Stay with him, Joseph!

[ Whinnies ]
[ Shouting ]

Whoa.

| sold him that horse.
[ Chuckling ]

[ Man ] Don't let him bluff ya,
cowboy!

We're breaking the law,
Nora.

| don't like you taking charge of the
business side of our life.

Oh, you do too!
Now listen up.

This stake goes
into the ground over there.

That's your job.
I'll tell ya when.

I, meanwhile, will run
the horse around in circles.

He's got to look all sweaty and tired.
Even dead would be good.

Got it?
Yes.

But we-we don't really
need all of this.

It's scary out here,
Daniel.

Ah, we'll do fine.

Pretend we're starting out in life
instead of ending up.

if [ Bugle ]

[ Horse Whinnying ]
[ Laughs ]

Hey, you wanna buy
a good pair of spurs?

- Sorry.
- [ Laughing ]

The race is that way, lad.
Hey, watch it!

[ Whinnying ]

[ Grunting ]

Forget the horse, lad, and find yourself a
donkey. [ Men Laughing ]

Joseph.

Take him by the bit.

[ Stephen ]
Shannon!

[ Man ]
eady? Get ready!

[ Whinnying ]

[ Horses Whinnying ]

- Hyah!
- [ Man ] Hey! Where the hell is he going?

Shoot him!

[ Woman Screaming ]

Fire!

- Hyah!
- [ Horses Whinnying ]

Hyah!

[ Shouting ]

Giddyap!

[ Shouting ]

That way!
Hyah! .

[ Girl Screaming ]

[ Squeals ]

I've no wish
to fight you.

[ Grunts ]

Whoa!

Hyah!

Yeah! Hyah!
Hyah-hyah!

Hyah!

[ Gunshot ]

Oh! God protect us.
Daniel, here they come!

[ Shouting ]

Stand by, partner, and pretend you're
out of breath!

Pretend? My heart's up here
in my nose!

Oh, my God, Nora!
Aw, this is thrilling.

Nora? Now, Nora!
Now!

[ Exhales, Grunts ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Chuckles ]
[ Laughs ]

Yah!

Hyah!

[ Stephen ]
There it is!

Come on.
Come on!

Hyah!

Come on, Shannon!
Hurry!

- Yah! Yah!
- [ Horse Whinnies ]

Hyah!

Come on!
[ Clicks Tongue ] Yah!

- [ Grunting ]
- [ Whinnies ]

Stephen!
Stephen!

Shannon, get up!
Grab the reins!

Hyah! Hyah-ha!

Are you all right,
Shannon?

Are you all right?

Hyah! Hyah!

Go, Joseph. Go!

Ride!
Go get your land!

Hyah! Hyah!

[ Joseph ]
Yah!

[ Gunshots ]

[ Grunting ]

You're not in Ireland anymore,
you arrogant bastard!

Hyah! Hyah!

Damn it, Shannon. Do you want your land
or don't you?

Whoa! Whoa!

Devil! Whoa!

[ Grunts ]

This land is mine!
Mine by destiny!

Go ahead, Joseph!
Claim it!

Shannon!

Claim it? Hyah!
Stephen!

Look out, Joseph!

No! Joseph!

Oh, my God!
Joseph! Joseph!

- Shannon?
- Joseph! Joseph!

- Don't touch him.
- No! Get away, Stephen!

- Shannon, listen to me!
- Get away, Stephen!

Leave!

[ Whimpers ]
Joseph!

Joseph.
[ Groans ]

Joseph, look at me. Look at me.
[ Groaning ]

- No, don't move. Stay still.
- Shannon?

[ Whimpers ]

Don't do this.

- You've made your choice.
- Joseph, look at me.

[ Whimpers ]

Look at me.

Look at me.
|--

- Joseph. Look at me.
- [ Groans ] | feel myself dying.

No! No, you stay lookin’ at my eyes.
Look at my eyes, Joseph!

- Shannon?
- No, you're not dying.

- Look!
- You've got your land.

But all the land in the world
means nothing to me without you.

Joseph, shh.
Shh.

I... tried to prove
myself to you,

but | know nothin’
of books or alphabets...

or sun or moon Or--

All | know...

is Joseph loves Shannon.

That's all
that matters to me.

Hey, Shannon.
Joseph. Joseph, no.

- Shannon.
- No! No, stay with me. Stay.

Joseph, no.
No!

- Joseph, look at me. Joseph!
- Shannon.

Joseph, please.
Please don't leave me.

Please don't
leave me alone.

[ Sobs ] Joseph.
Joseph, no!

Joseph. Joseph, no!
[ Sniffles ]

No!
[ Crying ]

Please.

No! Please come back.
Please.

Don't leave me.
[ Sobs ]

[ Crying ]
Jo-- No!

This is
our dream together.

| don't want this
without you.

Joseph.
[ Crying ]

[ Sobs Loudly ]
| loved you.

| loved you from
the first time | saw you.

[ Crying ]

Joseph.

[ Inhales Deeply ]

| often wondered
about that.

[ Gasps ]
How? Joseph.

You died.
You died!

Aye,

but you can be sure
| won't be dying twice.

[ Sighs, Chuckles ]

[ Men Shouting ]

iS [ New Age Intro ]

[ Woman ] J One day, one night,
one moment J

J My dreams
could be tomorrow

f One step, one fall,
one falter f

? East or west
over earth or by ocean f

- One way to be
my journey f

- This way could be
my book of days f

if [ Continues In Gaelic ]

tS No day, no night,
no moment f

~ Can hold me back
from trying f

JV fly, Ui fall,
I'll falter f

i I'll find my day maybe
far and away J

- Far and away J

ff [Woman Vocalizing ]

if [ Vocalizing Continues ]

~ One day, one night,
one moment f

S With a dream
to believe in S

f One step, one fall,
one falter f

S Found a new earth
across a wide ocean Jf

~ This way became
my journey f

- This day ends together
far and away J

- This day ends together
far and away J

f Far and away JS