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No? But why? For starters, there's my work. You're saying an actress can't marry? Some can, of course. But each of us has only so much to give, haven't we? And just imagine... on the stage I can commit suicide or murder. I can go mad, sacrifice myself for love... save men or ruin them. Compared to all that I suppose m...
I very much like this Justine. Most entertaining. But one wonders what hurts could be so deep... that she must make such an effort to keep them hidden. Rather sad. It is easier to be fond of Dane. You're very... taken with Dane... aren't you? Sometimes when I watch him... it's like watching my own self at his age. We'd...
I've been playing hostess to you for three years. I shall do so again, brilliantly. What are friends for? –You're sure? –Lay on, Macduff. Good evening. How delightful to see you again. You just look stunning, simply stunning. Regarding the election of the new Roman pontiff... we, of the College of Cardinals in conclave...
You make me very happy, Dane. If I have no regrets about today... it's because my ambitions now are all for you. I must admit to hoping that you'll follow in my footsteps in the Church. I've a long way to go before I'm even made a priest... and I'm far from knowing yet how best I may serve God. Of course. But I already...
I'll talk with Dane when he comes home for Christmas. What if he doesn't come? He won't be a seminary student with long vacations any more. He'll be a priest. He'll come. Mother, I don't think you understand. There's no place as exciting for Dane right now as Rome... especially with Vatican II going on, and Ralph the ...
You've certainly been a part of that effort, haven't you? At a cost, yes. I'm afraid I used my wife... rather badly in the process. I was quite the ambitious idealist, you see. I thought such noble ends as mine justified any means. When Cardinal de Bricassart learned of this... he told me something which has been very ...
No. It'll thrill Mom at least. Dane is what she's always wanted. I never was, God knows. But then I assume you got the picture when we were there. One can hardly blame Mom, given the way I am. That doesn't sound like you. And I would have you no other way. I was just your age... when, as a priest, I came to Gilly. But ...
But I wonder... if the time comes when I must truly suffer... can I accept it? Can I put myself into God's hands... and not fight his will? You must never doubt it. Because you are that rarest of things: a truly holy man. You don't really know how I am. You only know what I let you see. –You insult me. –I don't mean to...
I've grown to love you very much. I think you love me, too. It could never work. I told you that from the first. –But, Herzen... –No, I can't. You'll get it wet. "As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport." –Poor Lear. –Poor me, you mean. Fancy me in the role of Cordelia. How's the water?...
Jus, I hoped it would be something like this. You did? The man's been in love with you for ages. But I can't marry him. I've always said I'd never marry anyone. This is hardly the time to stand on principle. I thought you'd understand at least. –I'm sorry. But if you love him... –But that's just it! I don't think I ca...
She didn't show you the love you should have had. I know it's hard for her, knowing that. It isn't that you can't love. It is that you've been made to feel that you don't deserve to be loved. But you do. You do. Jussie! Are you coming? Where were you all morning? Rain's coming. Right now. Really? I'll be right up. G...
Look, sport, you're the one who changed the status quo between us, not I. And you want what now, an apology for that? If I offered one, you'd throw me out like a smelly, old rag. –I can do that yet, mate. –But you won't... because you need me to keep you on the hop. –Is that why you came? –What do you think? I think yo...
–All right, hang on! I'm coming! I don't deserve to be this happy. Why didn't all this happen years ago? Because... you weren't ready. –I'm not sure I am now. –Too late. Where are you going? I bought you a Christmas present in the market. Just in case you did come. –What is it? –Nothing. Just some people on the beach....
You don't seem quite as thrilled as I thought you would be, somehow. Anne, I am. Of course, I am. It's just that... I hope it's what he really wants. I hope he's not just doing it for my sake. When he went to Ralph, I vowed that I would never try to influence him. Is that the reason you didn't go to Rome? Which, by the...
He was trying to save somebody. He's dead. Father... we entrust unto you... Dane... whom we loved so much in this life. Welcome him into Paradise... where there will be no more sorrow or pain... no more weeping... but only peace and joy with your Son... and with the Holy Spirit... forever... and ever. –Amen. The Lord i...
Dane was your son, too. Yours and mine. It isn't true. He was your son, Ralph. And you couldn't see it. Couldn't see that he was just a more perfect version of you. Couldn't love me enough to see that I would never have gone back... to Luke or to any man after you. And now you say it isn't true. Poor Ralph. Poor Cardin...
Mr Hartheim, I should like to speak to my daughter alone. Of course. For years I've sat by and watched you do all the things that I did. Crying for a man that you could never have. Giving all your love to his son, the way I gave mine to Frank. Neglecting Jussie, as I neglected you. You've lived your life as I did mine....
Your father taught me. He laughed because I didn't know how, even though I was 20-something. Did you ever love him, Mom? Not enough to marry him. And I did wrong to marry him, Jussie. And no matter what he may have done to me... he wasn't what I wanted, and I couldn't love him for what he was. Jussie, I've made you pay...
I did. But you're no more to blame for that than you are for his death. Don't think of staying here on Drogheda. Please, I need to be what comfort to you I can. It cannot comfort me to watch you hand me your life like a sacrifice. What I need most is your forgiveness. You have your work. And you have the love of a man ...
He asked that we go on without him. He's very ill, Mrs O'Neill. He asked for you. Be happy, Jus. Thank you. My Meggie. I knew you'd forgive me. I knew. All your life... I've watched you wage your battles against God. Yet you were always closer to his desires for us than I. In the end... you've always been able to love....
Subtitles conformed by SOFTITLER English ⬄25000÷1000⬄ From the raw Australia of the 1900s... comes a turbulent saga that spans the decades... in Colleen McCullough's best selling novel: The Thorn Birds. I'll never have what I want. The story of a priest driven by ambition. Never be what I want! Tormented by desire. And...
In the years that followed, no one could stir Meggie's heart: No one till a rover named Luke O'Neill. God, you are beautiful. Marry me, Meghann. The story that travels around the world... from the Vatican to the Australian outback. From the islands of Greece to London. I've tried so hard to get her out of my heart. The...
On the contrary, it is very kind of you to invite... a lonely priest and fellow Irishman. –That's right. This is your first Christmas in exile, isn't it? Exile? –It's my first year in Australia. –That's not what I mean, and you know it. Six months now, and I still haven't figured out... why the Church banished you out ...
Ralph won! –Good on you, Father Ralph. –Bravo, Father. Well done, Father de Bricassart. How do you like him? –He's beautiful. –Good! He's yours. Happy Christmas. Thank you. I'll take pleasure in riding him whenever I'm here... but I can't accept him as a gift. Why not? You accepted the car I gave you. Because it all...
I have you to remind me of the existence of civilization... and I have Drogheda. –Yes. You would like that, wouldn't you? You'd like to have my Drogheda. –Would I? –Yes, you would. If you could charm me into leaving Drogheda to the Church... His Holiness would have to rescue you, reward you... maybe even give you that ...
You see, I have a decision to make... and you're the only one that can help me with it. –I'll do what I can. –It's about my brother. Your brother? I thought you once said you had no family left. I have a brother. I haven't seen him in years. He lives in New Zealand. We both left Ireland to make our fortunes... but Padd...
Hello, I'm Father de Bricassart. Sorry I'm late. You'd be Mary Carson's brother? That's right, Father. Paddy Cleary. This is my wife Fiona. Mrs Cleary. I'll be taking you on to Drogheda. I know you've had a very difficult journey. You're very kind. –These are my boys, Father. This is Bob. –Hello, Bob. Jack, and Stuie...
And give some man control over me and all I have? No, that's not what I call living. No. As long as I am alive, Drogheda is mine... and only mine. –It's well to remember that. –Of course, Mary. Let's have Mass right away, and then I'm sure... we'd all enjoy a nice, hot meal at your table. Sounds very nice indeed, Fath...
Do you understand? Of course. It would be amusing to know what people would say... if they knew Drogheda was only a hobby with me. –Hello, Father. –Fee. You're fighting a losing battle. There are three things you can't defeat in the outback: the dust, the heat, and the flies. You're certainly not like New Zealand pries...
It must be hard being the only girl. But I've been blessed with sons, these and two I've buried. It's her sons a mother thinks of, isn't it? Meggie, don't dawdle. You've got the chickens to feed. –Father Ralph! –Excuse me. Hello, Meghann Cleary. Let's feed those chookies. Yes, but there's something I must show you firs...
Every heaven needs one, just to stay in business. You argue like a Jesuit. Isn't it true? Without Satan, there's no struggle. And it's the struggle that keeps us alive. No. What keeps us alive is the point of that struggle: The hope of attaining perfection. If by perfection, you mean heaven... But you have to die to g...
Michael was rich, but he was a bit of a fool. –Paddy's not a fool. –No, but he's penniless. Can you really have loved him enough to give up your place in society? My reasons for what I do are my own. I do not discuss them. Can I help, Frank? Not likely. These beasts would gobble you up... right along with this kangaro...
That's right. And as long as I'm your father, that's what you will do. Now get the gun. Yes, Daddy. Hello, Meggie. Now don't you go telling her majesty I fired up this engine. It's only to be used at shearing time. Pete! I thought you boys wanted to learn shearing. If you're not a fine pair of jackaroos! Never saw a ma...
All right, Stuie. Now just walk right straight toward him. Slowly. That's it. Look him right straight in the eye. That's... No, don't look at me. Look at him. Why do you think I sent you in there? That's it. Lay off, will you? The poor kid's only 11. Go on, Stu. –God... –You stay out of this. No son of mine is gonna ...
I've been looking for you. –What's wrong? –Nothing. I never get to do anything. The boys got to ride all the way out to the far paddock with Pete. They won't even let me on a horse. Maybe your mom doesn't think it's safe for you. She doesn't even know I'm alive. She doesn't care about anyone except Frank. But I'll tell...
We did it. Come on. I'll take you back to the house. There are some things I want to talk to your Aunt Mary about. I sometimes wonder that we trouble building and mending fences. The rabbits tunnel under them... the kangas jump over them, the wild pigs charge right through them. Look at this hellish wasteland. A man wo...
He's too far away. If you shoot at a wild boar, believe me, you'd better kill him... or he'll kill you. Damn! –Come on, lads. –But... Stuie, no! Thanks, twerp. –What's my best girl been up to today? –It was so nice, Frank. Father Ralph came to see me. Meggie, he came to see everyone. Set the table. Yes, Mom. –Here, Mom...
Never mind, Mom, I'll do it. You've got enough to do already. –What's that supposed to mean? –Look at her. She's so tired, now she can't even see straight. You may think you can treat us like slaves, but not her! She's not some ignorant clodhopping yokel. Like me? Go on, say it. Your mother might as well see how much ...
For thy bounty which we are about to receive... for the beauty of earth and sky... and for the blessings of the children thou hast given us, Lord... let us be truly grateful. Amen. You're a beautiful woman, Fee. Paddy, I... Mary thought I might be more comfortable in lighter clothes. –You told her about the baby, then?...
Silly goose. Gillanbone's only 40 miles away. –Father Ralph will be there. –Yes, that's so. I'll miss you. And Mom really needs me here to help. Sit up for a minute and listen to me. They always preached to us to work together for the good of us all. How we must never think of ourselves first. You've got to think of yo...
Come along, Meggie. I'm sorry, Father. Are you going to send me back to Drogheda? That's up to you. –Do you want to go back? –No. I love school... and being here with you. But Sister Agatha... I think she understands a little better now, don't you? The convent isn't really a very homey place for you. In fact... Annie ...
Why do you ask me? Because you don't act much like a priest to me. Being out here gives me... an escape from my priestly duties at the parish. I need that, I'm afraid. I can understand that, right enough. Stuck out here in this... hellish place. –No picnic, is it? –No, it's not. The Church has such power, Frank. Or rat...
I'd qualify all right. No woman, no money, and... oh, do I obey. "Yes, Daddy. No, Daddy. Quite all right, Daddy." Why do you put up with it? Because I can't get away from him. But you're 22 now. He can't hold you anymore. He'll hold me till I die. No, Frank. You're a man... and past the age when another man can hold ...
No! I'll free you! I can never be free. I don't want to be free. God. Mother. Look at yourself! Look at your life. The waste! You don't belong with him! Son, you're a man now. You've got to stop thinking about me so much. You need a wife. It's time. –Father, you're a sight! –I should've come around back. It's quite al...
Besides your mother? Did she love me? I don't know. She ended up hating me. Because you didn't need her. Because I needed God more. Interesting. And now... Now you can't need any woman... can you, Cardinal de Bricassart? Father, I'm so glad you're back. Father, what's wrong? I'll never have what I want! Never be what I...
Bless my beads, it's the good Father. –Congratulations, Judy. –How about a kiss for Miss Gilly? Come on, give me something to confess on Sunday. I mustn't make my best girl jealous, now, must I? Around and around she goes... the Wheel of Fortune. Step right up. Make way. Coming through. All right. Have yourselves a ...
Will you be staying over? I'd rather hoped you'd invite me to stay at the rectory. –You could stay in my room. –Your room? –I thought you were at the convent. –No. Father Ralph gave me my very own room right next to his. You're very welcome to stay. My housekeeper will be happy to share her room with Meggie tonight. No...
–Hello, Mr Gough. –None of that "Mr Gough" stuff. –Harry to you. –Well, Harry then. I'm feeling a proper fool and that's the truth. If Fee was here, she could hold her own with this lot, but I'm... Our squatters like to lay it on, don't they? Hoity-toity. Helps them forget their grandfathers were burned in the hand... ...
Look at their size, you can do it. –I will. –You will? Come right up! Frank, no. We have a taker. A brave lad. Come on, step up here, sir. Here's a pair of gloves for you. What are you laughing at? It's not the size of the dog in the fight... but the size of the fight in the dog. Is that right? Come on, go right insi...
Short of binding and gagging the child, I couldn't see how to keep her away. Don't be angry. She's been upset enough already. You mustn't ever let Daddy know you were there... you understand me? You really won? Frank, didn't you hear me shouting after you? You were supposed to meet... Dear God, look at him, will you? I...
I didn't mean that, Frank. Frank, I didn't mean that. You meant it. Let me go, Father. I won't touch him, so help me God. So help you God. God rot your souls, both of you. If you've ruined that child, I'll kill you. I should've let you kill each other, you miserable self-centered cretins. Son... what I said, it's not t...
Why aren't you older so that I could explain this to you. Meggie. Twerp. That argument that Daddy and I had... is just a kind of a sign that it's time for me to be going on my own. But you mustn't tell Mom about it, do you hear? Aren't you going to tell Mom goodbye? I'll write to her. She'll understand. Where are you ...
He was only a baby then. Then one day, old Roderick Armstrong came to see me. He said his daughter had disgraced the family. They wanted to send her away but the grandmother wouldn't hear of it. Now the old lady was dying, there was nothing to stop them. He said... if I'd marry Fee, take her away... they'd pay me enoug...
You mean the thing that'll make him happy? Happy. There's a story... a legend... about a bird that sings just once in its life. From the moment it leaves its nest, it searches for a thorn tree... and never rests until it's found one. And then it sings... more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. An...
Father de Bricassart, how very nice to see you again. Why did you do it, Mary? When the dress on your back could pay her tuition for the rest of the year! Ralph, I don't believe I've ever seen you so... impassioned. I thought it best to take Meghann out of school. Fee is not well. She needs the help. Why do you dislik...
Mary, much as I love sparring with you, it's time we made a truce. A truce? The priest confesses. It's true I once had ambitions. Great ambitions... which I thwarted by my own stupid lack of humility. Then I was sent here. Here you were. A good Catholic, with Drogheda and no heirs... or so I thought. And you thought, ...
–Or still one there to destroy! In a Christian country, all this commotion would mean rain. Those grazing lands are dry as chips. Not a mouthful of grass anywhere. I reckon we'll be lucky lads if this lightning doesn't set the range aflame. Did I ever really say Drogheda was heaven? Good night. Daddy, come on. Little...
Meggie, please. You're wasting away before my very eyes. I can't bear it! Father, you make me so ashamed. It's not Hal. –I mean, I do miss him, but... –What, then? Are you sick? –I can't tell you. –You can tell me anything. That's what I'm here for. I'm a priest and I love you just the way God loves you, wee Meggie. F...
Except when they're expecting a baby... and then it's needed to nourish the baby inside their womb. –You understand? –Sort of. Like when it says, "Blessed be the fruit of thy womb, Jesus" That's right. Do you know... what makes babies? –Of course, Father. It comes from mating, like the rams and the ewes. I've tried to ...
–What would I ever do without you? –Silly, you'll never be without me. What would her majesty be wanting with me at this late day? Heaven knows. Still a thousand things to do, and the guests are almost upon us. I'll take that, Judy. I'm going up anyway. Come in. Happy birthday, ma'am. And if we aren't a picture today...
It's just that you are a witness... that this is indeed my signature... in case there's ever a question. Good. –And please send Harry Gough to me. –Yes, ma'am. I'll fetch Mr Gough. Why, Mrs Cleary, you look stunning. Thank you. For once, Mary's opened her wallet wide enough to let the moths fly out. She doesn't want he...
–That's Stuart Cleary. –Little Stuie Cleary? Honestly, Lucy. Not bad looking, I suppose... but such a rube like all those Clearys. Still, he might do for you. And of course, they'll be frightfully rich when she goes. –Father. –Happy birthday, Mary. How delightful you look, like a young girl. You've outdone yourself. T...
People throwing themselves out of windows. That can't happen here. Not with the wool market we've got. Do you realize how much this country exported last year? Good Lord. Who is that? Excuse me. –Meggie, you're so beautiful. –Thanks, Stuie. I give you Mary Carson. A dear and generous sister, a great lady... and queen ...
Beauty and the Beast. He's grinning at her like he didn't care she left that lot to those Clearys. Of course, he's too holy for filthy lucre and suchlike anyhow, isn't he? Of course, it does make those Cleary boys more interesting. –She's a grand old girl, Paddy. –Aye, that she is. By the by, I've been meaning to ask.....
Look at the boys, will you. Standing around shy as kangas. It's my fault. I should've taught them a few of the social graces: How to dance, what to say to a girl. There's been little time for anything but hard work all these years. We're just beginning to realize how many changes there will be in our lives. Will it ma...
Your wit, perception... your malice. Father, why don't you want to be with me? Talk to me. Is there something wrong? You look lovely, Meggie. So grown up. I have to speak to the MacQueens. Meggie. What a sweet dress. Thank you, Miss Carmichael. Mrs Smith made it for me. I helped a little. Did you? I'm sure I haven't se...
Yes, hasn't it? It was a wonderful party, Mary. And I hope, a wonderful birthday for you. My last. I'm tired of living. I'm going to stop. Fiddlesticks. You're planning something special for tomorrow. –You told me so yourself. –Yes, I remember. But I won't see you. Kiss me goodbye, Ralph. Mary, good night. Sleep wel...
–I have always loved you! So much so, I would've killed you for not wanting me! But I found a better method. No, not love. I'm the goad of your old age, that's all. A reminder of what you can no longer be. Let me tell you something, Cardinal de Bricassart... about old age and about that God of yours. That vengeful God ...
–I think you do. Come here. Come on. Now, Meggie. We've been over this before. What you mustn't do is get in the habit of dreaming about me... in some sort of romantic fashion. When you're a woman, you'll meet the man destined to be your husband. Then you'll be far too busy getting on with your life to think about me.....
Father, I must speak to you. –Can it wait? I have some arrangements... –Mary's orders. Please. Fancy the old monster popping off like that to spite God and all? She probably did herself in. Unless it was the devil doing us all a favor. Crying shame all the ice got used up last night. I have here Mary's will. As you'v...
I... But what about the Clearys? They get to stay on as managers. Decent of her not to throw them out entirely. And there's £10·000 a year for your personal use... and a note to you. "My dear Ralph, how do you like my new will? "Of course, you can destroy it if you wish. "It's the only copy, and my lawyer will never te...
"Where your treasure is... there will be your heart also." Let us pray for her immortal soul... that she, whom we loved in life... will enjoy her just and eternal reward. And as we pray, let us remember that our Lord is rich in mercy. And let us not forget... that we are dust... and unto dust we shall return. "By my ha...
Well, that settles it. No, thank you. –I think it's time we were going. –They're reading the will. You don't think I'm going to leave until I've seen their faces, do you? Sometimes, I think you lack human feeling. Paddy is very grieved about Mary's death. Still, what is the harm in congratulating him? Here they come. M...
I don't want to be one of them. Be stupid and vicious and cruel like Miss Carmichael. –How could you even think of that, Father? –Meggie, don't call me Father. I'll be going away, Meggie, soon. Why? Don't you see? It's part of her plan. I brought in £13 million. And a holy priest who's brought in £13 million... will no...
But I can't be a husband to you. If only I could make you understand what being a priest means to me. How God fills a need in me no human being ever could. Not even me? I can't! Goodbye, my Meggie. Father! Go on, then. Go on to that God of yours. But you'll come back to me... because I'm the one who loves you. The saga...
You can marry me. You love me. But I love God more. It's Mrs Carson, Father. She's dead. Probably did herself in. Unless it was the devil doing us all a favor. "... Father Ralph de Bricassart... serve as the chief authority in charge of my estate." £13 million of it. Go on to that God of yours. You'll come back to me...
Will you take tea, Father? I confess I have adopted the custom. I believe you've been in Sydney for some time, Archbishop? Yes, as a papal legate... it is my task to provide a link... between the Australian church hierarchy and the Vatican. A rich country, Australia. She supports the Church well despite the Depression....
I've just been over everything with the auditors... and I think the investments will hold firm. I'm sure the Clearys will continue to manage Drogheda... as if it were their own. –You're fond of these Clearys. –Yes, very. Do you love them all equally... or do you love some more than others? I feel closest to the girl, M...
And he will someday, Stuie. I just know he will. He can never stop being a priest. Why can't you understand that? The vows he took are sacred. They can't be broken, ever. And he never will break them, Meggie. Not even for you. You have been disobedient. Your promise of celibacy was neither made, nor broken lightly... b...
Now, what on earth can this be? Happy Christmas, Fee. They're beautiful, simply beautiful. They may not be "the" finest in all of Australia... but they're the real thing, all right. There we go. They are lovely. I must say, it's a nice surprise to find you all so brave and cheerful... in spite of everything. –Isn't it,...
Never mind that the poor sheep are suffering unspeakably. Well, ma'am... out here, it's got to be the wool a man cares about, isn't it? It's not as if the sheep were people, you know. Quite right. I've seen city people dote on animals... and yet, completely ignore a cry of help from a human being. Perhaps it's natural ...
Stuie is taking me. But you mustn't. Your mom doesn't want you to. If we could only take back the things we say and do. Daddy, I know about Frank. I came to understand it a long time ago. And you're not to blame for anything. I tried so hard to treat him like one of my own. But he was a thorn in my side from the first....
I've talked to Harry Gough. He knows how to get an appeal started for you. No. Listen to me. I want to get you out of here. I want you to come home. Frank, darling, if there's any way... No. When I was growing up... there was only one thing that I really wanted in the whole world: To see Mom happy. Then I realized... t...
Like being in the ring. With hate, you just keep hitting. You hit until they stop hitting back. With love... they never stop. And you planned all this? –Excellent. –Thank you, Your Grace. We can now feed almost 300 people a day. But it seems little enough, given the times. Every day, more and more people thrown out of ...
Whoa, boy. Come on. Fire. Fire on Drogheda. Yes. What? All you can spare. Don't stand there. Get to the cookhouse to get some stew going, can't you? Make it enough for 100. They're coming, ma'am, from all the stations, Gilly as well. I'll fetch the other women. –Mom? –Meggie, go get changed. Help with the horses. ...
Charlie, loose those dogs! Get the hose and bring it down here! And you, you come with me! –Meggie, you all right? –I'm okay. –Did Paddy come in with you? –No, I haven't seen him. –Daddy? Where's Daddy? –He's out on the range, Meggie. We should telephone around, see if he came in anywhere. No, the lines are down. Mayb...
–There's no water! Rain. Stuie! It's raining! We're saved! Let him sleep. Poor old dear. I know he'd want to help you look for Mr Cleary. Good luck. Here's where we fan out. And, remember, whoever finds Daddy, fire three shots. Daddy! I had no idea the fire was out this far. Daddy? Stu, where are you? Must have been ...
I was so worried. Harry Gough called me and I flew right out. Imagine... Then you don't know. Father, Daddy and Stuie... they're dead. No. Daddy died in the fire, and Stuie found him. And then, there was a wild boar... and it killed my Stuie. What is it? The plane bogged in the mud when we landed. I must have bruised...
How could I survive without them? All the little things. Things which can't be replaced. It's too late, like all my life. Too late for him, too late for me. I can never take my Paddy in my arms now. I can never say to him... the only thing he ever wanted me to say, that I loved him. The only thing he ever wanted me to ...
Meggie, I need no reminder of you. Not now, not ever. I carry you within me. You know that. I must go. Yes. Everything's all right now. All in order. The dead are buried and blessed... and you and Mom have my life planned out. Meggie, we must make an end to this. My life belongs to God. You've always known that. That ...
The one in the white, you mean. I suppose he's all right. Bet he spends all his time washing and ironing, just to keep up appearances. I'll bet a man with his looks doesn't have to do his own washing. Mrs Smith. Get this wool! All right, lads! There's your day! You know, you owe me one. You're a regular dreadnought, a...
–Do you? How did you come by that information? I saw you cooling yourself on your nice, big veranda. –And they said you were a beauty. –Really? What else did they tell you? You'd be surprised what a bloke can learn if he's interested. Judy... Mrs Smith was looking for you. Something about the washing up. Yes, Mr Cleary...
I'm Luke O'Neill. Meggie Cleary. Meggie? That doesn't suit you a bit. Not enough dignity. I'm going to call you Meghann. I detest the name Meghann. Good night, Meghann. I often wonder what can account for such sadness... in a face with so much spiritual beauty. I should be sorry to think that I look sad when I pray, Yo...
Missus. Good day, O'Neill. What can we do for you? –I've come about the shearing contest. –I thought you weren't interested. The lads have been on at me about it, so I thought I might give it a go. Fine, just name your terms. If I was to win, what would you say to hire me as a stockman? –A stockman? –Just for a month, ...
–Yeah! Mr Cleary, show him what a boss cocky can do. We'll show him! Hold him steady, O'Neill. Come on! Here we go. Come on. All right, Mr Cleary, come clear. Just squeeze him through the breezer. Hurry up! Down the chute! Good show, O'Neill! You're making twice the number of blows because you're not filling your shea...
–That's his job, missus. Stay in there, Bob! You can do it! Don't stop! Keep going! Come on, Bob! Two minutes to go! Go! Go! What did I tell you? I taught him myself! What about a cheer for a bonzer opponent? Luke O'Neill! Hip, hip, hooray! There's not a pub around for 40 miles, but if a barrel of rum and another ...
Thank you, but I can't dance so there wouldn't be much point. There's nothing to dancing. I could teach you in two flicks of a lamb's tail. Wonder if your brother would lend us the car. We ought to go in style, don't you think? –I said I wouldn't go. –No. You said you couldn't dance... and I said I'd teach you. Not sc...
I know the blessed papists did you out of your place. –What do you mean? –My, but we're sensitive. I suppose now you'll never have me because I'm Protestant. –You are? –Orange through and through. I think the Catholic Church is run by a bunch of poofters... in black nightgowns. You do waltz divinely, Mr O'Neill. I do h...
How many times have you been in love? Only once. Whoever he was, he was a fool to let you go. Good night, Meghann. You did not understand this play, Phaedra? You've noticed how quiet I've been through the conference here in Athens. My Greek isn't up to yours, I'm afraid, Your Grace. You must study your languages if you...
Rather shockingly at odds with the teachings of the Church of Rome. My dear Ralph, do you not find it humbling to realize... that when this play was first performed... Rome was still infested with fur-clad barbarians? They simply find you beautiful. Blessed by the gods, perhaps? They've been out together again. I don't...