Far and Away (1992) Edit

A broke horse is a dependable horse.

A compliment.

A good piece of land tomorrow, now, Joseph.

A green broke horse, he's faster.

A green pasture and a stream.

A gunshot.

A lady must always be civilized even when she rides.

A lady must always be civilized.

A murderous insurgent under your own roof.

A new fangled style of fighting he's got.

A poor misguided robin has broken a windowpane.

A race?

A scrappy Connemara man?

A stroll would be delightful, Mr. McGuire.

A tree.

Again, each quarter section is marked.

All hell's breaking loose.

All I know

All of your life collected and destroyed.

All right.

All those months I was trying to forget about her.

Almost ready.

Almost the picture of what she described. The land of her dreams.

Am I beautiful at all?

Am I right?

Ambition, is it? To break your back on land that isn't your own?

America may not be exactly what I thought it would be.

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

Amongst all these people because you wanted this?

And a fine fight last night as well.

And all the saints preserve us.

And broken backs.

And by God, if you manage it,

And every door you knock on will be slammed in your face.

And I don't blame you for it at all.

And I killed off a fair share myself, to tell you the truth.

And I will ride them any way I please.

And I'll put money on you.

And I'm your mother.

And if it's still not clean, then you go again.

And it won't be from plucking chickens.

And lodge them at Molly Kay's.

And look at you. Here you are.

And my horse.

And my kind doesn't like your kind.

And plunge and scrub and lift.

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

And who might you be?

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

And you move out of the way.

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

Any gentlemen up here, girls?

Anybody need water?

Are washed and hung. Done.

Are we impoverished now?

Are we not here, your parents and I,

Are you cross with me, Shannon?

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

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

As you wish.

Assess your stupidity, lad.

At Shannon's request.

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

Aye, they would, and I could make you a cup of tea.

Aye.

Aye.

Aye.

Aye.

Aye.

Back!

Band music?

Bastards are burning our house!

Beautiful country, isn't it, boy?

Before I serve the likes of you.

Beg your pardon.

Beg your pardon.

Best of luck to you, Shannon.

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

Bit, frame...

Bite, lads. Bite!

Blow the bastard's head off.

BOU RKE: Good, that's what I like to hear.

BOU RKE: Joseph Donnelly, still undefeated.

Boy, boy, come away from there.

Boy, here.

Boy, I am giving you your freedom.

Buntin?

But a woman dare not travel alone. No.

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

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

But he's anything but dull.

But I know nothing of books or alphabets

But I warn you, that redhead has a bite that stings.

But I'm not in a friendly mood. I came here to fight.

But if I went back to Ireland, I wouldn't...

But it's so much money.

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

But the lump of your own swollen money bag.

But we don't really need all of this.

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

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

But you're talking to us, Da, and your eyes are looking about.

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

By the cavalry.

Can't be good land.

Captain Moonlight means, 'cause you don't.

Captain Moonlight, Joseph.

Captain Moonlight.

Captain Moonlight.

Captain Moonlight.

Captain Moonlight.

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

Certainly not.

CH RISTIE: Go upstairs...

CH RISTIE: Nora!

CH RISTIE: Nora? Nora! Nora!

CH RISTIE: Nothing happened.

CH RISTIE: Stephen, we're over here.

CH RISTIE: Take the horse.

CH RISTIE: What is it, Doctor?

CH RISTIE: What is it?

CH RISTIE: What's all the fuss about?

CH RISTIE: You had a good breakfast this morning, did you?

Choose one of those things.

Claim it?

COACHMAN: Stand aside. Let us pass.

COLM: Sweetheart of a child.

COLM: Watch him. He's riled up now.

Colm! What?

Come away, Shannon, we have to go.

Come on now, Joseph. Just a nosebleed's all we're asking.

Come on, Donnelly, these eyeties are tearing the place apart.

Come on, lad.

Come on, let's show them.

Come on, scrapper! Keep your left up.

Come on, scrapper.

Come on, Shannon. Hurry.

Come on, you're yella!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on! Come on! Come on now!

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come play something, Shannon. Something fanciful and nice.

Come to scratch, gentlemen.

Come to scratch! Come to scratch!

Come up and have a look. It's not gonna bite you,

Come with me.

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

Coming all this way for land.

Congratulations.

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

Cross me and you're nothing,

D'Arcy Bourke is a powerful man in Boston,

Da!

Da?

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

Damn you. The hell with you.

Daniel Christie, I will not have you riding tomorrow

DERMODY: Get up, Joseph. Get up.

DERMODY: Let's have another boxing match. We need another challenger.

DERMODY: Place your bets, gentlemen.

DERMODY: Your foot on the line.

Dermody. Yes, sir, Mr. Kelly.

Did you not hear me? I said I'll split the winnings with you!

Dignity, Shannon. Dignity.

Do come in, scrapper.

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

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

Do you hear your wedding bell?

Do you like my hat?

Do you now? Aye.

Do you understand?

DOCTOR: Your daughter, Mr. Christie.

Doesn't interest me.

Don't be afraid to kill him.

Don't breathe it to a living soul, you understand now?

Don't call me boy.

Don't do this.

Don't flutter an eyelid or I'll stab you.

Don't leave me.

Don't let him bluff you, cowboy!

Don't let your stubborn pride get in the way.

Don't lose time in Boston.

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

Don't shoot!

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

Don't touch me, Joseph.

Don't you agree?

Don't you be pretending you know what

Don't you talk that way.

Don't. No. I said, leave me alone.

Done?

Donnelly!

Down from the north, are you?

Dull? I don't know what sort of men you're used to,

End up in a glass of ale.

Enough.

Even her poodle's putting on airs.

Every resident of the United States

Everything's worked out as it should have,

Excuse me, drunkard.

Excuse me, I'd like to speak to Mr. McGuire alone.

Excuse me, Mr. Kelly.

Excuse me, Stephen.

Excuse me!

Farmers, ranchers, homesteaders,

Father!

Father! Father!

Fifty of them. Armed and with hideous guns.

Fight me here, farmer!

Fill up that wheelbarrow!

Filthy pig.

Fire in the hole.

Fire in the hole.

Fire!

First, you place the board like so.

Fog! My life is one long mollifying fog.

Folks, each quarter section is marked.

Follow me.

For the second time.

For thee I shall not die

Forget it!

Forget the horse, lad, and find yourself a donkey.

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

Forgive me if I'm intruding.

Fourteen...

Frame, collar, reins.

Freedom is a rare thing in these parts.

From Paris, France, it says.

Get away from me, woman.

Get away or I'll claw your eyes out.

Get away, Stephen. Shannon...

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

Get back to scratch! You wanna forfeit?

Get him upstairs.

Get him, Joseph!

Get him!

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

Get out of here.

Get out of the house, Nora!

Get out!

Get out. No.

Get some sleep.

Get this loser out of my club.

Get to work.

Get up! He's out.

Get your filthy hands off me, you ugly animal.

Get your hands off her.

Girls, next up, the burleycue.

Give me back my pillow.

Give us something we can aim at.

Glad you enjoyed it, Connor.

Go ahead and ask.

Go ahead, Joseph! Claim it!

Go back to your sinful card playing.

Go fleece somebody else, boy.

Go on!

Go, Joseph. Go!

Go! Go!

God bless all in this house.

God bless you, sir.

God bless you, son.

God bless your soul, Joe Donnelly.

God bless your soul.

God, look at her.

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

Good afternoon.

Good grief, he's bought himself another hat.

Good luck, Joseph.

Good luck, Shannon.

Good night, Grace.

Good, good.

Good.

Good.

Good.

Goodbye, Colm. Goodbye, Paddy.

Goodbye, Grace.

Goodbye, Joseph. We'll see you at your wake.

Goodbye, Stephen!

Gordon, get this scrapper something to smoke.

Grace isn't a tramp. She's a dancer in the burleycue.

GRACE: Joseph?

GRACE: Steady now, you rogue.

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

Great ships sail out of Dublin and Liverpool,

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

Has she?

Have a look at this.

Have I upset you?

Have you seen a girl like that?

He didn't lay his coat upon for me to walk across.

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

He took on the enemy with his own bare hands.

He wasn't so bad, Joseph. You didn't know him as well as I did.

He worshiped me.

He'd be watching me from up above.

He'll never get over that one, Joe.

He'll shoot himself in the balls, I'll wager,

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

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

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

He's a lively one, Kelly.

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

He's a rascal of a holy terror.

He's as ugly as sin and the most vicious creature

He's been prizefighting, but he'll survive.

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

He's keeping himself to himself, that one.

He's left us with a huge debt of rent on the land.

He's slippery, all right.

He's the biggest man in Boston.

Heaven forbid.

Hell, you could end up in Canada

Hello there, Joseph.

Hello,

Hello, Cara.

Hello, Grace.

Hello, Joseph, will I be seeing you in church tomorrow morn?

Hello, Joseph.

Hello, lads.

Hello, Mike.

Hello, Shannon.

Hello, Shannon.

Help! This girl needs help. Will you let us in?

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

Here now, give him a proper taste of death.

Here we are.

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

Hey, mister, you Irish? I can take you to the ward boss.

Hey, Shannon.

Hey, you, fire in the hole!

Hey! Do you need help, sir?

His father's father was an ass.

Hold still now.

Hold your face up, lad.

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

How are you feeling now, Da?

How are you, Bridget?

How are you, scrapper?

How are you, sir, tonight?

How can she be so cruel?

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

How do you get it, Mr. McGuire?

How much have you saved, Shannon?

How? Joseph.

I appreciate that, sir.

I beg your pardon?

I beg your pardon?

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

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

I box for myself, alone.

I can recommend a couple of shops that'll treat you honestly.

I can't see anything!

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

I crave adventure, boys.

I didn't do nothing.

I didn't expect it to be so complicated.

I didn't take it.

I discovered this fella, fresh off the boat.

I don't care what you do in it as long as you pay me $1 a week.

I don't hire Irish.

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

I don't want this without you.

I don't want to have to say that again.

I flung it into the sea. It was gagging my throat.

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

I had a woman once.

I hate to see you angry.

I have nothing now. I have no money.

I hear a noise.

I just want...

I knew him well enough.

I knew nothing of your family or their eviction.

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

I know.

I like the system we've got.

I live in a house that's stuffy and dull.

I loved you from the first time I saw you.

I loved you.

I mean you.

I never thought it would turn out like this.

I often wondered about that.

I paid, let me remind you.

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

I pretend I love you, too.

I pretend I love you.

I represent Mr. Daniel Christie,

I said I don't hire Irish. Now, get out of here.

I said I'll get there and I'll get there. By myself.

I said that's enough, Shannon.

I said, that's enough out of you.

I saved your neck. You remember that.

I see, I could polish your boots for you.

I see.

I see. And what have you done with my father's necktie?

I should never have come to this place.

I sold him that horse.

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

I suspected that I might.

I think I can see it.

I think I like America.

I think I'll take the dependable horse.

I think this house is empty.

I think you should cover your ankles.

I thought you didn't want me to fight.

I told you about is turning out to be true.

I tried to prove myself to you,

I want justice for what he's done.

I want my land.

I want you to pretend.

I want you to tidy your room, do you hear me?

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

I was laying down the very track that brought her here.

I was on the wrong road.

I wonder now if his spirit might be near, guiding me along.

I would.

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

I'd be going with them if I was as young as you.

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

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

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

I'll ask you to leave this lady alone.

I'll box and I'll win.

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

I'll fight him!

I'll find you a suitable hotel.

I'll get some other opinions.

I'll get there.

I'll have horses on it and I'll raise them,

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

I'll make it $200, and I'll split the winnings with you.

I'll match that offer.

I'll pay you threepence a day.

I'll shake your hand, Mr. Bourke,

I'll stab you through.

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

I'll tell you.

I'll throw the tea in your face and piss on your boots

I'm cursed.

I'm drunk, Joseph.

I'm facing east.

I'm feeling very sick all of a sudden.

I'm glad everything's working out.

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

I'm Grace. I work at the Social Club.

I'm here with my family.

I'm in.

I'm Joseph Donnelly

I'm just trying to figure out what you're doing there.

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

I'm Mike Kelly.

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

I'm not going to a distant world.

I'm not gonna kiss the back of his trousers

I'm not sure how I feel about that.

I'm of Ireland and I'll stay in Ireland till I die.

I'm sorry for their pain.

I'm truly sorry for your loss.

I'm trying to remember.

I'm very much obliged to you, sir.

I'm very smart and very modern.

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

I've arrived, Joseph.

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

I've been all but ****d and slaughtered.

I've been shot.

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

I've come back to tell you something.

I've earned this.

I've ever set eyes upon.

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

I've no wish to fight you.

I've no wish to fight you.

I've only got the one.

I've only killed chickens and pigs till now.

If he bumps into Mr. McGuire up there,

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

If I barter, I can get a buckboard for under $25.

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

If it weren't for me, Miss High and Mighty, you'd have died in the street!

If she isn't stuffing her face with pie.

If they're throwing it away, I wouldn't mind a piece of it.

If you don't get your hands wet. (GU NSHOT)

If you don't mind me saying so, Joseph.

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

If you want to clean your clothes,

Imagine me,

Imagine what his willie can do.

Improved, you mean.

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

In any part of the world.

In fact, they hate everything about you.

In my imagination, America is a wonderfully modern place.

In that vulgarity of a race!

In the south end.

Indeed, it is.

Irish born, I went back for personal reasons.

Is entitled to 160 acres of land.

Is Joseph loves Shannon.

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

Is that Jimmy Dunne, I see? I was chatting with your wife today, Jimmy.

It belongs to the landlord Christie.

It has a terrible go of rust on it.

It is, indeed. It is.

It is.

It isn't love, rest assured of that.

It isn't your nature to be so.

It manages itself with a foggy logic of its own.

It was grand, sir. Thank you.

It was grand.

It's a fine hat, Mr. Donnelly,

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

It's band music, Mother.

It's been so long, too many days.

It's brought me nothing but misery.

It's choking me.

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

It's just modern, that's all.

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

It's scary out here, Daniel.

It's the code, the rebel code.

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

It's the harness that's costly.

It's the only one in the house.

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

J IMMY: Don't tell me wife, Mike.

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

Jesus!

Joe, come on. Are you hurt?

JOE: A man is nothing without land, they say.

JOE: I hope they kill him.

Joseph Donnelly, standing on my own plot of land.

Joseph Donnelly.

Joseph Donnelly.

Joseph, damage the dago. You hear me?

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

Joseph, for Ireland!

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

Joseph, Joseph, no!

Joseph, Joseph, no.

Joseph, look at me.

Joseph, look at me.

Joseph, look at me. Look at me.

Joseph, look at us.

Joseph, Mike Kelly's looking for you.

Joseph, Mr. McGuire stole my spoons.

Joseph, no!

Joseph, please. Please don't leave me.

Joseph, shake hands with Mr. D'Arcy Bourke, member of the City Council.

Joseph, show them how it's done, lad.

Joseph, we can't keep wandering like this.

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

JOSEPH: (SINGING) Her beautifuI eyes

JOSEPH: Ammunition, gun.

JOSEPH: Are you all right, Shannon?

JOSEPH: Da, is that you?

JOSEPH: Don't touch her.

JOSEPH: Hello, Shannon.

JOSEPH: I missed you, Da.

JOSEPH: I'Il work my own land someday.

JOSEPH: Is this the Christie's?

JOSEPH: It's nothing. I'm feeling grand tonight.

JOSEPH: Stand still, you ugly animal.

JOSEPH: Thank you, Ralph.

JOSEPH: Thirty, 40, 45, 50.

JOSEPH: What a corker.

Joseph!

Joseph!

Joseph!

Joseph!

Joseph! Joseph, no!

Joseph! No!

Joseph?

Joseph? Joseph.

Joseph.

Joseph.

Joseph. Don't touch him.

Joseph. My God, I'm sorry.

Joseph...

Just 'cause the rest of you do.

Just lay there.

Just let us in.

Just what the hell are you doing here?

Keep back, will you? Get back, come on.

Kelly, I smell victory.

Kiss it goodbye, Mr. Bourke.

Know the difference?

Lads, that bloody landlord Buntin's on his way in.

Lads, your father's been damaged.

Land is a man's own soul.

Land, it says.

Land?

Land. This girl's got it in her head

Leave...

Let it go, Kelly.

Let me see. Has she?

Let us hope it is Stephen Chase.

Let's pretend

Light!

Like my hat?

Like my hat?

Like so.

Liven up, lad.

Look at all those silly hats.

Look at me. Look at me.

Look at that. All them wagons headed for the Oklahoma territory.

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

Look how black his fingers are, Mother.

Look in my boot down there.

Look!

Look! You've got your land.

Look.

MAID: Mr. Christie, Mr. Christie, here's the doctor.

Make an announcement, Dermody.

MAN 1: Death to the landlord.

MAN 1: Hey, Mike, what the hell you doing?

MAN 2: Burn the house to the ground.

MAN 2: Good day to you, Mr. Kelly. How are you, man?

MAN 2: They just wasting time. There ain't enough land to go around.

MAN 3: Burn it down.

MAN: Assassinate the bastard.

MAN: Buntin, you landlord bastard!

MAN: Count away, 15 paces.

MAN: Good Lord Jesus!

MAN: Great, great.

MAN: Hey, where the hell are you going?

MAN: Look, it's the pioneers.

MAN: Okay, okay.

MAN: One, two...

MAN: Police. Police!

MAN: There now! Coming through!

MAN: Thirteen...

MAN: Toe the line. Toe the line. Get away.

MAN: Water!

MAN: You over there, keep working.

MAN: You're facing the wrong way!

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

Maybe she would.

Maybe this is my destiny.

Maybe this is my destiny.

Maybe wheat.

Maybe you'll remember this.

Me and the girls got swollen eyes from gawking at his bum.

Mick, where do you think you're going?

Mike isn't happy when he loses.

Mike Kelly, his name is.

Mike, Mike, Mike!

Mike, what have you sent me?

MIKE: All depends. Good to see you, lads.

MIKE: God forgive you, Molly.

MIKE: Hold on a second. Here he comes.

MIKE: Pete, get a match going these fellas can bet on, will you? I'll be back.

MIKE: Relax, Molly. Politics is more important to these men than sex.

MIKE: So I left her there pulling up her knickers.

MIKE: What do you call yourself?

MIKE: You're losing me money, you coward!

Mind your mouth, Mr. Bourke.

Mind yourself, Shannon,

Mine had a stream running through it.

Misery's a personal matter, Joseph.

Modern American industry at its finest.

Modern as modern can be.

Molly Kay, these two are banished.

Molly, have you seen her?

Molly, where's Shannon?

MOLLY: And here is the bath, but don't linger in it too long.

MOLLY: And I'm the Virgin Mary.

MOLLY: Every time your gentleman leaves,

MOLLY: You're not campaigning, Mike.

Molly!

Molly?

Mother, the clothes will never come clean

Move over.

Move over. Move over.

Mr. Bourke would like some company.

Mr. Daniel Christie.

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

Mr. McGuire! Mr. McGuire!

Must I do everything for you?

My brother.

My name's McGuire from Boston, Massachusetts.

My sister.

My soul is departing from me, Joseph.

Need me? What for?

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

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

Nice to meet you.

No kicking, no biting, no gouging!

No land is given away

No one saw me riding, Mother.

No rocks to pick out of the ground.

No telling what he'll do, though.

No, don't move. Stay still.

No, I have not.

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

No, Joseph.

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

No, please! Those are mine. He stole them from me.

No, put me down!

No, she doesn't.

No, sound asleep.

No, thank you. I'm a little more interesting than that.

No, they go to Oklahoma, I think, for the free land.

No, we can't. We're burglars.

No, you're not dying.

No!

No!

No! Joseph!

No! No!

No! SHAN NON: Father!

No.

No.

No.

No. Get away!

No. Joseph, look at me. Joseph!

No. Leave him.

No. No, you stay looking at my eyes. Look at my eyes, Joseph.

No. Not at all.

No. Not at all.

No. You have to travel 1,000 miles or so.

Nope. Changed.

NORA: As if a bottle in your vicinity

NORA: I saw you.

NORA: No! No! No!

NORA: Shannon, I saw you galloping in the fields.

NORA: Shannon! Wait!

NORA: What's happened to her?

Nora? Now, Nora! Now!

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

Not likely, Mike. Come on.

Not my dreams. I'll work my own land someday.

Not to send us any word.

Nothing happened, indeed.

Now I have nothing.

Now you've heard it, keep it to yourself.

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

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

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

Now, now, keep calm. You're safe and protected.

Now, this here horse is broke.

Number 6 Jefferson Court.

Oats? Corn?

Of all the days to intrude upon our peaceful life.

Of course!

Of course. Food, clothes.

Of the family Donnelly that you pushed off our land.

Off to kill your landlord?