Darby O'Gill and the Little People Edit

A ridling!

A deed like that might even absolve a man

A financial venture that you'd be afraid to tell your priest about?

A fine situation your father has with his lordship.

A man from outside would be more respected.

A more knowledgeable adversary.

A small wish indeed, but it means a lot to me.

Against the powers of darkness for his own selfish ends.

Against the powers of darkness.

All right, I'll have the stout.

All right, then, if it makes you happy.

All right, then, wish your wishes and be done with it.

All right, then. Go on, Ginger.

All right, Your Royal Highness.

All we have to do is to go after it.

Always scroogin' round to the back door,

Ancient high king of all Ireland.

And a crown like a fistful of horns on his head.

And all the unpleasant spirits of the night will run wild

And all this time, MacBride has the job.

And another one for that decent man Pat Scanlon

And another one for that doorful of a woman, Molly Malloy.

And besides, two weeks from today, you must leave here.

And boiled eggs and ham.

And cut the weeds around the summer house?

And devil a foot will I stir from here until I get it.

And every year of his life he's learned a new trick.

And everything settled and done.

And Father Murphy himself pullin' the rope?

And for 20 years, she's lived in it.

And for your seed, breed and generation till the end of time.

And have Darby's fine position as his lordship's caretaker

And have you crawl on all fours and eat grass that won't nourish you

And he gave me the gold, though I'd no need for it.

And he has presented the old one to us.

And he with her? Would you wish your wish then?

And here's the sword of Brian Boru, who drove out the Danes.

And him a Dublin man!

And him the catch of the town.

And his face as fierce as fire.

And his red beard

And his two eyes leapin' from his head like flames.

And I can't make an exception, not even for you,

And I knew you'd have rations and leavings,

And I tell you it's only a matter of time.

And I thought it was the little people,

And I'll play you a tune while the pot's on the boil.

And I'm not gonna let you go

And I've learned 100 of them.

And if any man doubts the truth of it,

And if I were 10 years younger, I'd give it to you.

And if it's music you're after, what about a song?

And in every cradle in town there'll be a changeling!

And Katie and me fair rockin' around in the gatehouse?

And Katie O'Gill for your wife.

And leave the gatehouse? It's become our home.

And lived to rue them.

And make up the bed in the loft.

And marriage the bone and sinew of the country?

And maybe me second one's not all wasted.

And me doin' 10 men's work already.

And me knowin' better.

And me third wish is for the crock of gold.

And nary a word to Darby, now I ask you.

And now 'tis "Michael" this and "Michael" that.

And over there you see the harp.

And over there, the gold cup of Cormac.

And poaching rabbits by night.

And see about a room.

And she me one and only.

And shiftin' you out of here into surroundin's

And since we've had such a grand night of it,

And that's your second wish.

And the little birds down from the trees.

And the moon was no bigger than the light from a wee penny candle,

And the mountain was covered with mist,

And then maybe I can see a leprechaun, too.

And there were the little people dancing all around in the moonlight.

And try all the doors and the windows.

And what did you do the minute my back was turned?

And when he makes his rounds at night, the wee folk give him sport.

And when I make a promise, I keep it.

And when the sky falls, we'll all catch larks.

And when the time comes that he must step down...

And when you couldn't go through that door, I knew I had you.

And while you're in the Rathcullen Arms, you'll sit quietly,

And who makes the men tip their hats respectful

And you know what he said? He said, "If I were you",

And you said you had an understanding

And you the poorest church mouse in it.

And, by the way, my name is Michael.

And... And how was the chase?

Are you standin' for Parliament or what?

Are you sure?

As big as the castle at Cong.

Away we go. 1, 2, 3, 4.

Aye, and who makes the women watch

Aye, it is that same.

Aye, it's dry work cartin' a bell.

Aye, they are.

Aye, you look fine, Darby!

Aye, you ought to see him with his little gold crown

Be content with anything else?

Before she runs all over the mountainside.

Beggin' something, borrowin' tea or something.

Begging Your Lordship's pardon, I'm the mother of Pony Sugrue.

Begorra! He wasn't far wrong.

Blackguard!

Bold and cunning, they are, but I'm up to them.

Bread newly baked, butter fresh from the churn,

Brian! King Brian!

But before I make a wish, I'll have to talk with Katie.

But before we are, you would crave the favor of one last kiss.

But Brian Connors himself, the king of them all.

But give me me old fiddle, and I'll play you a tune

But he needs encouragement from you.

But he retired about five years ago, didn't tell me about it.

But he's a lonely man since me mother died.

But how am I gonna protect myself while you're makin' up your mind?

But I do. I want to listen.

But I don't like to see the weeds higher than the summer house.

But I gave it all up for a man who can neither hear nor see.

But I haven't wished a wish yet. I said I might.

But I thought perhaps there might be somebody here

But I...

But I'm not lettin' him out of this bag until I've wished the other two.

But if you care to be sociable, you can have a glass of stout.

But if you wish a fourth, you'll get none at all."

But it didn't hide him from me...

But it's not within my powers, man.

But the wish, Darby.

But then, of course, I can't very well blame you.

But there are dances and hostings aplenty.

But what am I going to do with myself, and me cut off in me prime?

But when I catch her dancin' and whirligiggin'

But when I spoke to King Brian about it,

But when she's 30, doesn't she have a time

But who was he...

But you needn't make fun of those who do.

But you were makin' so much noise, you couldn't hear me.

But you'll be at my beck and call for a fortnight at least,

But you'll wish a fourth one, and you'll lose them all!

But you're... you're not 10 years younger, are you?

But, faith, I have need for it now.

But, faith, I'm fond of you and Katie, too.

But, no, you must come here and take me father's place.

By all the goats in Kerry, do you think I'd sit on a Spanish throne?

By the hokey, it did look bad.

Can we give them another two weeks?

Can you not go through it anymore? Try again.

Can you put a rhyme to that?

Can you?

Catch him, Darby! Catch the coinin!

Cleopatra, come on, now.

Cleopatra, where are you?

Cleopatra.

Coiste bodhar.

Come around, Cleopatra. Come on, now.

Come back to your master. Wait till I catch you.

Come in, man. Come in.

Come in, Mrs. Sugrue.

Come on now, Cleopatra.

Come on, now.

Come on, you blackguard, now we'll take you to the king.

Come on.

Come on. Hup! Hup!

Come, lad, sit down. Take the air of the fire,

Could we have another round?

Cuttin' the weeds around the summer house.

Dancin', whiskey and huntin'.

Darby O'Gill is here. He's come.

Darby O'Gill, never in me born days...

Darby O'Gill.

Darby won't wish any more wishes until his girl is pleased.

Darby, catch the coinin!

Darby, he can see me as I really am...

Darby, this is Michael MacBride, a Dublin man.

Darby, you've wished your fourth wish.

Darby!

Darby.

Dear, dear, and we could all have been as rich as Midas himself.

Devil take you! Come back here!

Did he have a long tail and a cloven hoof?

Did I dream I'd be sittin' on diamonds.

Did the tea come down from Dublin?

Did you ever hear the like of it?

Did you hear that?

Did you let her go alone in the dark of the night?

Did your father say anything this morning before he left?

Do that, and you'll have a scourge that'll make the potato famine

Do you agree to the terms of the first wish?

Do you hear that, Ginger?

Do you think I'd stay under your roof another night?

Do you think I'm a babe in arms?

Don't breathe a word.

Don't let him loose. Don't let him loose!

Don't put me father in his grave just yet.

Don't tell me it's "the harp that once through Tara's Hall"

Don't worry. I will.

Drop the lid, man.

Excuse me, Your Reverence.

Faith, a stepmother wouldn't blame ye.

Faith, I know I can't sing a lick, but when I'm roarin' like Doran's bull,

Faith, I never saw dancin' so fine

Faith, never in 5,000 years have you ever met

Father Murphy gave it to me.

Father, you've got to come and catch the horse.

Father!

Fill the little pannikin, 20 year old, the best in the house.

First you'll hear the gathering of the huntsmen

For goodness sakes.

For not telling her the truth in the first place.

For there he stood, with an angry little gob on him

For there's little that's lacking here,

From America. Nora Cassidy's son.

From the sin of using the priest and the Church

Get down!

Get down!

Get in.

Get off this land, or I'll report you to his lordship.

Get on with it, then. Wish your wishes,

Get out of the way.

Get ready for the grand surprise.

Give a thought to m'lad Pony.

Give me me third wish.

Give me the glass, Tom.

Give us full cry!

Glory be to the saints of joy. This is a great day for Rathcullen.

Go ahead, man. Try it.

Go on, kiss her.

Go to sleep.

Go to sleep. Good lad.

God forgive me. She'll be chasin' a puca.

God save all here.

Gone away!

Good day, Your Lordship!

Good mornin', Ginger. Have you come for your breakfast?

Good mornin', me old bucko.

Good. Now, go to bed, have a good sleep.

Good. Then next Sunday after Mass,

Good. Then tonight, when you finish today's work here,

Goodbye, Darby, me friend.

Gosh.

Granted!

Granted.

Had a little gold crown on his head.

Has a man taken such an underhanded advantage.

Has a new bell that was given to him by Lord Bellinbergh,

Have another look.

Have mercy, Darby.

Have you no pride, ridin' home with the like of that?

He drives the mail cart to Cahersiveen

He is?

He might even put the come hither on Katie,

He promised me.

He said he would be back by sundown.

He said that you should take the consequences.

He told me there was only one man in the town

He was only bein' civil to me, and I was no more than civil to him.

He won't keep the job if I have a son who's man enough

He'd make you a grand husband.

He'll be down at the inn now, telling stories.

He'll be spared for many years, God willin'.

He'll put the come hither on you and make you his slave forevermore.

He'll stop at nothin' till he gets me back.

He's got a head on his shoulders like Aristotle.

He's not a drinkin' man.

He's proud. He's proud as a white washed pig,

He's whipped every man in the parish.

Hello, Joe.

Hello, Katie.

Her fever broke the minute you set foot in this coach.

Here you are, Your Majesty.

Here, Molly, give me another large one,

Here, you can clean the manor house yourself.

Hey, all right!

His bed hasn't been slept in, but he'll turn up.

His coachman told me they found you rootin' in the mud of the road,

His lordship is comin'. We've got to move today!

His lordship thought I could use a lad

His third wish? The old fool.

Hold your whisht. I'll have no more from you.

Holy old Finbar!

Hop out of that. Do you want to break a leg?

How can I give the order, and me tied up in a sack?

How could any man who's had one look inside the fairy mountain

How could I rest, and you thinkin' I'm a poacher?

How do you feel about bringin' in the rest of the turf?

How many verses have we sung?

How much would that somebody be paid, Father?

How would you like to have me put a lump on your back?

How would you like workin' for me, anyway?

Human beings need bitter with the sweet.

I am Brian of Knocknasheega, and never...

I am grateful.

I am indeed. Sure when I saw man running in the dark

I am, and me first wish is you'll grant me health.

I am.

I am.

I called you when your food was ready,

I can endure anything if Katie was all right.

I can make up a thousand songs, so I can.

I can't afford an army of caretakers for the little use I have of the place,

I can't break it out of a clear sky like a crack of thunder.

I can't wait to get back to all that music and fun and diversion.

I can't. I got to go to Glencove to pick up a bell for Father Murphy.

I captured the king of the little people?

I could have me choice of girls.

I declare to me soul, when I tell them this down in the pub,

I didn't intend to show him yet, but you've been a nice fella.

I didn't know anybody was here.

I didn't want to interrupt. I just dropped in to tell you the news.

I do not. Now, sit down and eat your stirabout.

I do, I do!

I don't know. We were happy here, the two of us,

I don't like to take hospitality under false pretenses,

I don't want a husband. Not yet.

I don't want anything. Now, sit down.

I don't want her to fall into my arms.

I even feel like workin' myself. I do indeed. Aye.

I fought with the powers of darkness.

I gathered from something he said last night

I hardly know the girl.

I have me father to cook for.

I heard him sayin', something about

I I just went back for me pipe.

I keep busy. Rathcullen's a small, little place,

I knew you wouldn't refuse old Sheelah,

I know if I was courtin' Pony Sugrue's girl,

I know it sounds sudden, but I've had it in mind for some time.

I know you can't work your charms in the daytime,

I like a lively girl.

I love you, Katie, and I think that you love me.

I may in due time, but what's gold to a man

I mean it, Pony. I had a talk with his lordship about you,

I never thought I'd have the pleasure of seeing Your Lordship so soon.

I ordered whiskey,

I put a flea in Katie's ear, too.

I returned as a matter of courtesy to give you the last word.

I said I'd visit your dreams,

I say, Katie.

I suppose I'm the only man alive today

I suppose we might be able to scratch up two pounds.

I suppose you don't want to hear about the great battle

I swore I'd take you out of it.

I think he'll have gone to have the smithy sharpen his scythe.

I thought perhaps you might like to take out the difference

I thought you'd be hungry.

I very greatly doubt it.

I want to break the news to her myself.

I want to learn all about them.

I want you outside where his lordship can have a look at you.

I want you to stay here and be my wife.

I was just going to ask you to go the rounds of the manor house

I was on me way back home, and I says to myself,

I was sayin' this wasn't like any old leprechaun

I will, Darby.

I will. Hush now.

I wish I could go with you all the way.

I wish you could, too.

I wonder now, is it the Danes or the Vikings

I wonder why his honor put the come hither on the likes of that.

I wonder, does she know?

I would.

I would.

I wouldn't touch it if Father Murphy blessed every coin.

I wouldn't worry about her. With a fine situation like that,

I? Love you?

I'd be afraid, too.

I'd clout the blackguard in the face."

I'd have opened the manor house for you.

I'd like a crock of gold like this for me good friend Tom Kerrigan

I'd rather have me own.

I'd wish for a grand, big house on top of a hill,

I'd...

I'll be forever grateful to you.

I'll be glad to give you a hand.

I'll do it, Father.

I'll do that.

I'll get back. I'm coming now.

I'll give it to you this time.

I'll give you the first look. Bring him over here. Come on.

I'll have Father Murphy curse you with a blessin'

I'll leave your share to the Church, Paddy,

I'll not be stopping here long enough for that.

I'll pay you back Thursday.

I'll put an elephant's head on you

I'll take good care of you.

I'll tell her, I'll tell her. Here, I'm used to the dark.

I'll throw you in the river and drown you like a kitten.

I'm lookin' for you. Can't you hear me?

I'm movin' to the McCarthy house.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm packing, and if you don't know why, you can read the card.

I'm plenty glad you like it. Now we'd better be on our way.

I'm real glad to see you.

I'm sorry, but I promised his lordship there'd be no poaching,

I'm the one that keeps my kingdom in order,

I'm the Widow Sugrue, Your Lordship.

I'm thinkin' of buyin' the manor house for myself

I'm up to all your dirty little tricks.

I'm very glad to hear it.

I've decided to settle him here in your place.

I've got to get back to Katie.

I've heard enough silly blather about little people

I've work to do at home.

If he be too sick or too sad to enjoy it?

If he lays a finger on Katie,

If I can only hold him here till cockcrow,

If I hurry, I'll catch up with him.

If it was worth a bob.

If it's any trouble, I can go to the inn.

If you break an old man's heart?

If you lay a finger on him, I'll never speak to you again!

If you make a good job of it, I might keep you on.

If you're the fine, decent man I think you are,

In his dreams tonight.

In the credit to your soul.

In the end, we all have to go.

In the old ruins on the top of Knocknasheega,

In the years to come,

Indeed, that's what I asked his majesty,

Is it drunk you are?

Is it puttin' the coward's name on me you are?

Is no.

Is that so? Thank you. Thank you.

Isn't that a nice way for a girl to talk to her father?

It does well enough. Sit down, man.

It drinks cool and easy, so it does.

It gives us a standin' in the town.

It has a real smack to it. I'd offer you a drop,

It makes a man feel like the lord of the castle.

It was presented to me by the emperor of the Italian fairies in 1700.

It works up a killin' hunger in me. What have we got here?

It would be a hard thing to explain.

It would charm the fishes from the deep

It'll be all we can do to move our belongin's

It's a bargain, Father. I'll do it in the morning.

It's a drop of old poteen I found in the bog.

It's a grand bell. You've done a great deed.

It's a miracle. She's fine and sonsy, like a baby woken from sleep.

It's a Stradivarius.

It's better for the old to die than the young.

It's comin' for Katie. Send it away.

It's makin' too free with them, Darby is.

It's no rabbit.

It's no trouble at all.

It's not for me. I'm expectin' company.

It's only an old chest full of jewels.

It's still a rabbit.

It's the coiste bodhar, the death coach.

It's the wail of the banshee,

Just a teeny weeny tawny little atom y kind of gentleman

Just like any other leprechaun, only he, being king of them all,

Just lookin' down will make any girl so dizzy,

Katie might help you get it.

Katie, darlin'.

Katie, you should have saw the turf the two of us cut this afternoon.

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie!

Katie.

Katie.

Katie.

Katie.

Katie...

Keep away from her!

Keep off, now! Keep off, now!

Keep off!

Keep on sayin' that.

Keep on sayin' that. Keep on sayin' that.

King Brian, me old boyo, I've got you at last,

King Brian! King Brian!

Kiss her. Kiss her.

Leave all to me. Put your mind at rest.

Let me be the judge of that.

Let me out, do you hear me?

Let's find out.

Let's have a look at him, Darby.

Let's have a look at the little gentleman.

Like enough he helped to set the snare.

Like enough it's worth three pounds, but since we're a poor parish,

Listen to my music.

Longer than that, sir, as far as I'm concerned.

Look at the elegant swirls and all.

Look who's talking.

Look, Pony, his lordship wrote it to young Michael MacBride,

Make him give you the crocks of gold! The crocks of gold!

Marry her, and you can all live here as happy as three peas in a pod.

Matchin' his wits against an intellectual gladiator 5,000 years old.

May we all live to see...

Maybe you should drop it by and leave her see it for herself.

Maybe you'd keep an eye on Katie and Michael.

Me fourth wish?

Me grandfather Podge told me there were three things.

Me grandfather Podge... God be good to him...

Me last word...

Me poor darlin'.

Mean to say you're not gonna wish for a crock of gold?

Merciful heavens! It's Lord Fitzpatrick himself.

Michael.

Might mean gettin' your head broken.

Mile murder! Did no one ever tell you the hazard of hot bread?

More in keepin' with your charm and beauty.

More's the pity. Granted.

Morning, Mrs. O'Toole. There's the post.

Move out of the way, Katie. I'm makin' me third wish.

Mr. MacBride is comin' to stay with us for a while,

Mr. MacBride, I thought you could do better than that.

My friend Father O'Leary in the town of Glencove

My Pony is respected and feared, too.

Never mind, then.

Nice to meet you, Pony.

Nine times out of ten, it leads to unhappiness.

No Christian bein' would do any less.

No harm done.

No need to trouble yourself. Katie can ride home with me.

No tellin' indeed.

No wonder he's chasin' the fairy gold, and him half out of his mind,

No, I'll tell her when the time comes.

No, I'm no great hand with the harp...

No, I'm not, but this is my place,

No, indeed. All I want from here is me old duidin.

No, it's not.

No, no, no, you wicked old devil.

No, no, no. No, no. Go to sleep now.

No, no, no. Sure I'm on the side of the angels,

No, no.

No, not a thing else.

No, not yet, thank you.

No, they didn't...

No! No!

No. As a reward, you may have the music of the bell.

No. Michael's goin' your rounds for you.

None of your tricks, Darby.

Not here, Father!

Not now, Katie.

Not unless I can have the both of you along with it.

Not yet? Katie, many a girl has spoke these words

Nothin' about me?

Nothin' at all.

Now here, wouldn't it be a shame to put his lordship

Now, don't move a finger until his lordship comes.

Now, don't worry.

Now, give me that halter. I'll get the horse.

Now, go on, wish them.

Now, go on. Make yourself visible to him.

Now, I don't want your blood on my head,

Now, I would have said that Pony thought no small beer of himself.

Now, I would've said it was worth two pounds, 10,

Now, if I had a horse, which I haven't, I'd go for it myself, which I won't,

Now, if someone will show me the way out, I'll go home for it.

Now, just a minute.

Now, me first wish is that you will not fly back to Knocknasheega,

Now, the night was dark

Now, what about your fourth wish?

Now, what would she be doin' around here?

Now, what'll you do first, Darby?

Now, whoever heard of a leprechaun havin' a...

Now, why don't you go home to bed and get a good rest?

Now, why would you be doin' that?

Now, you could try.

Now, you listen to me. I don't want your father's job at all,

Of the world outside. There's nothin' but fun and diversion here.

Old Darby couldn't catch a poacher if he tried.

Old fool indeed.

Old woman indeed. Are you wearin' your holy medal?

On a good steady lad with temperate ways.

On the hilltops of our land."

Once I caught King Brian himself,

Once it sets out, it can never return empty.

Once you're here, there's no going back.

One look at her and you'll know her.

One more day, and I'll have the whole place beautified.

One wish I wished already,

One wish to protect the other two.

Only for the cuttin' of the turf?

Only it wouldn't be fine enough for Your Royal Highness.

Open your door.

Or heard pipin' so shockin' sweet

Or I might wish for a carriage and pair.

Or I'll have Father Murphy forbid you to come here at all.

Or touched a fiddle so grand, and never in me wildest dreams

Oscul!

Out of this old chancer with that second wish,

Out of your house this night.

Over there.

Pardon me, sir, but when have we got to leave the gatehouse?

Phadrig Oge was standing under the white thorn tree

Phadrig Oge, he's me lieutenant.

Phadrig Oge!

Please, sir, I'd be grateful if you wouldn't mention it to Katie.

Pony Sugrue would have killed you.

Pony Sugrue, you're bloom old and for want of a beatin',

Pony, I heard you were goin' to live in Cahersiveen.

Pony, me darlin'. You poor thing.

Pony!

Rent free for the rest of your days.

Right away, Your Highness.

Run and get a turf creel, a big one.

Savin' your presence, Father Murphy, but he's needed at the house.

Send it away!

She doesn't want the gold nor the manor house, neither.

She dropped in to pay back a pinch of tea.

She needs to settle her mind

She should be the caretaker.

She was in a tearin' rage at me, and sure it was your fault

She'll be destroyed entirely!

She'll fall into your arms.

She'll give you a grand wake, and then she'll forget all about you.

She's a fine girl, Katie, but she's in mortal danger.

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

She's got a tongue would clip a hedge.

She's only a poor old woman.

She's the one that's keepin' me here.

Ship's gun, too.

Shrivel him up. Put a hump in his back.

Sit down now and have one with me for friendship's sake.

Smile, me darling. Smile.

So don't wish any gold for me.

So far gone in grief you were out of your mind entirely.

So I hear.

So that's good of you.

So that's why his lordship left him behind.

So throw some extra spuds in the pot for supper

So you do, so you do, but I meant a man of your own.

So you put the come hither on me.

So's you'd have to wish her free again.

Someone's after poaching rabbits.

Spare me and I'll grant you your three wishes all over again!

Stay away from Knocknasheega, Darby.

Supper's ready.

Sure it's only Lady Fitzpatrick's prize hen,

Sure now, I might wish for the crock of gold.

Sure there's no more life in him than a potato vine after a frost.

Sure you can see I need someone to watch over me.

Swarming up the valley to storm the fort?

Take my son Pony. He don't dare raise his eyes to you,

Tare and ages!

Tell me something, Darby.

Tell me, Katie, do you think I'm a good lad?

Thank you for the ride. Good night, Pony.

Thank you, Father. Thank you, Father.

Thank you, sir. It's a grand place you got here.

Thank you.

That Katie's a grand girl. Almost makes up for her father.

That must be Pony now.

That she does.

That was a grand bit of work you done. So it was, aye.

That you do.

That you wouldn't say hello twice to.

That'll be grand, Pony.

That'll shrivel you up in a minute.

That's a fine piece.

That's a good one.

That's a story will bear repeatin'.

That's a thing I want you to put a stop to.

That's a thunderin' good rhyme, "McCluskey" and "whuskey."

That's a tough one.

That's from the Lord Fitzpatrick. I'd know his fist anywhere.

That's good.

That's grand. That's grand.

That's how you pay me back, you ungrateful little frainey.

That's very kind of you, but I don't think his lordship would like it.

That's what comes of a man not yet threescore and 10

The "Wishing Song."

The bad news today, and the moment I heard you were in trouble,

The banshee!

The bell. Listen to the music of it.

The Dublin jackeen.

The fox chase.

The last reel was the best one.

The Norman and the Saxon and the Cavaliers of Spain."

The one they gave the red ribbon to at the fair.

The pails, too. Where's everybody going?

The renowned Brian Connors, king of all the leprechauns.

The saints forbid.

The same as I heard the night that Katie's mother was taken.

The soul of music shed."

The village idiot.

The way you're dillydallyin' with your wishes.

Them as I heard it from give it no name.

Then ask yourself, "What else might I lose if I had it?"

Then I will so.

Then I'll be a generous man.

Then I'll give you the fox chase.

Then I've nothin' at all in the bag here, Reverend.

Then why don't you be on your way and leave us alone?

Then why let her believe that I was brought here

Then you can say goodbye to the tears and the troubles

Then, wish for the gold.

There you are. What do you think you're doin'?

There you'd be with a big house in your hands, as big as a church,

There.

There.

There. I tell you.

There'll be a chapel bell in our tower at last.

There's a dance on tonight.

There's been a change in our fortunes for the better.

There's many a lass that lost her market from waiting too long.

There's no tellin' what he'll do to you.

There's not a man doesn't want you,

There's the very same glass.

They better watch what they're saying. I speak Gaelic, too.

They take different shapes, you know?

They won't believe a word of it.

They're two of a kind, neither of them up to any good.

This is m'lad Pony, Your Lordship, the one I told you about.

This once belonged to Fergus mac Leda,

Three wishes I'll grant you, great wishes or small,

Through pure selfishness or sinful dalliance?

To bring back a bell for the chapel. I'll have to round up the horse, now,

To every swirl of dust?

To have rode in the coiste bodhar and come back to tell it.

To help with the turf before the rains came.

To last me a lifetime.

To run him out of town.

To tell you the truth, I don't know what to wish for.

To the expense of a room in the pub

To the pub. Darby is making his third wish.

Tomorrow at dawn I've got to go to Glencove

Tomorrow is Monday. Will you wish your wish then?

Try me. You'll find I'm a generous man.

Tryin' to keep some little bit of self respect in the town.

Trying to make him say the hard word?

Two pounds, 10, Father.

Unless 'twould be a man to cook for.

Unless you wish your wish and let me go.

Until I make the other two wishes.

Until you grant me the favor of three grand wishes.

Very well, but remember I said two weeks, Darby, not two years.

Wait now, darlin'.

Wait now, wait now, maybe we can talk this over.

Wait, wait. Hey!

Wait, Your Highness!

Wait, Your Highness. Wait!

Wait! Wait, Your Highness. Wait!

Wasn't I the fool of the world, lettin' him trick me into the fourth wish,

Wasn't I the foolish one to mistake him for a poacher?

We better not try it, then. You have to make it up as you go.

We can't let the cutting of the turf stand in the way of good deeds.

We didn't see you, Father.

We took it from the Spanish ships when the Armada

We were chasin' the wrong fox, but I've run you to earth at last.

We'd better get her home.

We've a fine bit of diversion right here.

Well, aren't they the bold creatures?

Well, either he's hard asleep or he's killed entirely.

Well, goodbye, Mr. O'Gill.

Well, he said you were worried about the poachers.

Well, he's a big man, isn't he, now?

Well, here goes.

Well, here's 81.

Well, I don't know her at all.

Well, I don't like to see her about the place.

Well, I still have me third wish left,

Well, I wouldn't want to live in the manor house.

Well, I'll tell you, the first look I got at him was in the old ruins

Well, if you insist, Your Royal Highness...

Well, lad, you took the words right out of me mouth.

Well, let's go and have a look at the gatehouse.

Well, like, it's a kind of financial venture, you might say.

Well, me boy, seein' it's for one day only, could you leave the turf

Well, now, aren't you the clever girl?

Well, now, let me see...

Well, Pony?

Well, so will the other in time.

Well, then, devil a toast will I drink this day.

Well, then, the truth of it is,

Well, there's a tasty morsel I've no further use for.

Well, very good, Your Royal Highness.

Well, well, well, sir.

Well, what can I do about it?

Well, when will you tell her?

Well, where did you hear it?

Well, you better make sure. We can't have you goin' in and out.

Well, you look grand.

Well, you'd better forget about him altogether.

Well...

Were you addressing me, Your Majesty?

What a memory you've got, you wicked old scut.

What ails you, lad? Is it blind you are?

What are you after doin' pulling me out,

What are you doing?

What consequences?

What do you mean, sir?

What do you want?

What do you want? You've only got to name it.

What does he look like, Darby?

What have I done to you?

What is it, man?

What kind of man are you at all that doesn't believe in the little people?

What was old Sheelah doin' around here?

What with the foxes eatin' the grouse,

What would you call a girl who'd keep her lad dangling

What would you say, Father, if I told you

What? On Sunday, with my music floatin' over the countryside

What's in there?

What's it called?

What's the world comin' to? I could have knocked a crock of gold

When a man gets along in years, he shouldn't have to work so hard,

When he goes to the pub, it's for company,

When I need your help against the likes of that, I'll ask for it.

When I return here on Monday week, I want you out and Michael in

When I was a young lad, knee high with a sod of turf,

When me father stops spyin' on me at windows.

When me strength comes back in the nighttime,

When the time comes for you to hire a younger man,

When you and your lads are out walkin' invisible?

When you sup with the devil, you need a long spoon.

Whenever the train comes in.

Where they're throwin' their wash water

Where's Darby?

Where's your father?

Who else will there be but Pony Sugrue who can take his place?

Who was happy altogether...

Whose side are you on, anyway?

Why didn't you tell me?

Why not? What does it matter to you

Why should he want a look at me?

Why would he want to work for you?

Why wouldn't he? Sure I can instruct you on your new duties. Katie!

Why, my goodness me,

Why, you tricky, deceivin', connivin', double dealin',

Why'd he do that?

Will you forgive me?

Will you wish your wish now?

With a beard on his face

With a drunken blatherumskite like Pony Sugrue...

With a game bag in his hand,

With a horse and cart who'd like to go for the bell.

With Father Murphy lookin' at us, neither?

With his lordship about me,

With Michael?

With night coming down on that mountainside,

With the grand house you live in?

Would you violate the sacred rites of hospitality?

Yes, Father?

Yes, it looks as if you weren't quite ready for me.

Yes, sir.

Yes?

You are to the likes of him. 5,000 years old, he is,

You can have as many as you like.

You can have it and welcome.

You can see him tonight in your dreams.

You can smile now, but who in this town would have you?

You can't do that, Darby.

You could tread on cobwebs without breaking them.

You didn't think I wanted to stay here, did you?

You didn't wish for the money to run the house.

You didn't wish for the servants,

You do that.

You do, Darby.

You don't care who you walk out with, do you?

You don't have to listen if you don't want to, Pony,

You don't know what you're askin' for.

You have enough here to feed the parish.

You have no interest in me at all?

You haven't one shilling to rub against the other.

You know as well as I do, his lordship would never sell it.

You know what I'd wish for, Darby?

You know, Katie, you're so light on your feet,

You know, somebody beat me over the head that night,

You know, when a girl is 20, her boy will marry her up in a minute,

You moil and meddle with that little king,

You murderin' little heathens!

You murderin' old hypocrite! Let me go! Let me out!

You murderin', deceitful, blind staggerin' old truaillidh moran!

You needn't fret about Katie.

You needn't worry about Katie.

You promised! Don't break your word.

You said you'd wish your wish.

You see, she was born in the gatehouse,

You should be looking ahead, Katie.

You tell Tom Kerrigan to let you have a room at the Rathcullen Arms.

You thief of the world. Never in 1,000 years

You think I should, now?

You were sayin', Darby?

You wished he should see me, and see me he does.

You. You've done grand.

You'd better be.

You'll be showin' me a little bit of gratitude.

You'll be telling stories at the public house all day,

You'll either give them to me, or else you'll answer to the Church.

You'll find out who's the knowledgeable one.

You'll get no more whiskey here today,

You'll get the job in no time at all.

You'll have to make do with this one.

You'll never hear me speak a word against Darby O'Gill,

You'll see what'll happen to your friend when daylight comes. Aye.

You're a strong young man. You can find work anywhere,

You're an old fox yourself, Darby,

You're lookin' at Brian of Knocknasheega,

You're mad, mind you. You'll be caught like a rat in a snap trap.

You're the thinkin' man.

You've been a grand adversary.

You've certainly earned a glass of stout, Darby.

You've gone too far. You'll get no wishes from me at all, now.

You've had a hard day today, and a hard night last night.

You've made a laughingstock of me in front of my own people!

You've served me well, Darby, but we need a younger man here.

Your cows will die of the black leg and your sheep of the red water,

Your daddy didn't mean to do you any harm.

Your father is getting no younger,

Your father made me promise that I wouldn't.

Your heart's as cold as a wet Christmas.

Your Lordship, why didn't you tell us you were coming?

Your name is Mr. MacBride... Mr. MacBride.

Your servant, sir.

♪ Girl ♪ ♪ Boy ♪

A song? Aye.

A whole crock of gold for me. The devil's gold.

Am I that bad? You miss the meaning.

and the bayin' of the hounds. Grand.

but don't like 'em too much. No, sir. No poachers.

Can you beat that? Hold your whisht.

Can you put a name to that? No, it's... it's new to me.

Come on. Hurry up!

Come with me. What's up with you now?

Did you see that? I saw it with me own two eyes.

Did you sleep well? That I did, thank you.

Do you know the "Wishing Song"? I do not.

Do you say so? I do.

Don't rush me. Don't rush you?

Don't tell me you can't hear him. I'm afraid I can't.

Everybody ready? Yes, we're all ready, Darby.

Fitzpatrick himself... Don't worry about me, girl.

Get on with it. I'll do that.

Get out of my way. Leave that horse alone.

Go on! Or I might wish for... let's see...

Good night, Sean. Good night, Katie.

Granted. Now, me second wish is

He has great games with them. When he's taken a draft too many?

He said you were a good lad. That's all?

He sees me as a rabbit. You're a cheat and you're a liar.

high handed... Wirra, wirra, wirra.

How do you mean that? 'Tis you,

How would you look after it? I'd have the servants, too.

I am. Well, don't leave it off.

I don't think Katie will take to this. We'll give it a new thatch.

I don't understand. When his lordship kicked you out,

I hope the bread has cooled. I like it hot.

I often comes in to help. I see.

I think I could. And, listen,

I think it... Can't she?

I think your daughter should know. She will, she will.

I want a big crop of potatoes. Granted.

I will indeed. Good.

I wish you could see him. Granted.

I'd like to talk about Katie. How does she concern you?

I'll fetch him for you, Your Lordship. Well, that's good of you.

I'll go to the inn. You can go to blazes.

I'll have me courtship first. Courtship, is it?

I'll join you. Good man, yourself,

I'll make one. Go on, go on.

I'll not even be needin' this. And what might that be, now?

I'll not wish for the gold. Why not?

I've a good mind to break your back! I thought we were friends.

I've got a good one. So have I.

Is he, now? Aye, he is indeed.

Is that your fourth wish? It is.

Isn't that enough? I suppose it is.

It is indeed. And the throne?

Long life. Yes.

look like a Sunday regatta. Don't you threaten me.

Maybe you'd like to find out. Indeed I would.

Maybe you're right. Here he comes.

Morning. Good morning.

Now give us a good one. All right, then.

Now, where did you hear that? Michael was singin' it.

Now, you listen to me. No, you listen to me.

Of course I can. All right, then.

on the top of Knocknasheega. And what did he look like, Darby?

Poor old Darby. Poor Katie.

Rabbit or hare, what's the odds? Rabbit or hare?

Right you are, Pony. "Michael MacBride, Rathcullen."

She could be a witch. You'd better go to bed.

Slainte, lad. Slainte go saol agat.

So that's Darby O'Gill, is it? Aye, it is.

so you'll have to let the rabbit go. Rabbit indeed.

Speak to me. Speak to me. Darby.

Thank you, Sean. May I take you home now?

That's grand, Father. Glory be.

The banshee! Maybe it's just the wind.

The Danes. We'll both be put to the sword.

The devil take you! Darby!

The first good chance I get. Then do it soon.

The music of the bell for me? Yes,

There'll be money in that. The pails, Mrs. O'Toole.

There's nothin' stoppin' us. Good.

Think of the best... Father!

This is Mister... MacBride.

till you shrivel up and die! Hoo, hullabaloo!

Time enough for that. "Time enough" lost the ducks.

Try closin' one eye. Closing one eye?

Try me. Go on, then.

was wrecked on our coast. Is that so?

Watch out for poachers. I'll do that.

Watch your stick. Hey! Get off me!

we've had great sport together. Aye, we did.

Well, I don't know. Would you care to play the harp?

Well, that didn't take long. Now I can get back to work.

What ails him? Nothing at all,

What for? For to hold the gold.

What have I ever done to you? Nothin', Darby.

What have you got in the bag? Well, Father,

When are you throwin' us out? Now, Katie.

When? Well, today was supposed to have...

Where are you off to? To a dance.

Where's Katie? She's gone after the horse.

Who did it, lad? I don't know, but I can guess.

Who doesn't? Katie, I'm thinkin' of.

Who tells all the stories about you? You do, Darby.

who took you in? You did.

Will I get you a drink, sir? You could make a wish.

Will you have a pinch of snuff? Aye, and you'll blow it into me eyes.

worth goin' a mile o' ground to hear. Grand.

Would a toast be a kind of wish? It would.

Would you care? Not in the slightest.

Yes, Your Highness? Fetch the Stradivarius.

You give short notice. I don't want you to leave at all.

Your Highness! What is it?

'Cause you're going to be a consequential man

'Tis a fine romantic view from there.

'Tis a pity you won't be there to see them married.

'Tis a shame I'll not be here today to help you.

'Tis sorry I am to see you come to this.

'Twas his lordship's carriage you saw.

"A big man," says he. What did I tell you?

"And, Michael, go and open up the manor house

"Around these walls of battle, the Viking and the Dane,

"Brian," says I, "'tis at his side you should be."

"by the lakes and rushing rivers

"McCluskey"?

"The ruins of old Ireland, how wondrously they stand

"Three wishes I'll grant you, big wishes and small,

♪ 'Cause she wanted her name to rhyme with "poteen"

♪ A flyin' o'er the heather

♪ And every drop a pearl

♪ And it's gathered all together

♪ And standing in the doorway

♪ And the thrush is singing Gaelic

♪ Bum ba dum ba da da dee dee

♪ But Mary, she married poor Jimmy McQueen

♪ But when I get started, I sing all night long

♪ Can match the likes of him

♪ Da dum ba da da da dun

♪ Have you ever seen the sea gulls

♪ He is my dear my darling one

♪ He'll fall down a tryin' ♪

♪ He's full of poteen, but he's fuller of blarney

♪ Her eyes so sparklin' full of fun

♪ Her eyes so sparkling full of fun

♪ His eyes so sparkling full of fun

♪ I knew you could sing when you opened your mug

♪ I love the ground she walks upon

♪ I love the ground she walks upon

♪ I love the ground she walks upon...

♪ I wish all barmaids

♪ I wish all the gentry were like the King Brian

♪ I wish all the rhymers were like Brian Connors

♪ I wish I had time to sing you a song

♪ I wish I was married to old Widow Tunney

♪ I wish that all mortals were like my friend Darby

♪ If he can't beat ya drinkin',

♪ If you have one drink only, just one at a time

♪ In the form and face and dainty grace

♪ Is a pretty Irish girl

♪ My darlin' Irish...

♪ My darling Irish girl

♪ My pretty Irish girl ♪

♪ My smilin' and beguilin' one

♪ My smilin' and beguilin' one

♪ My smilin' and beguilin' one

♪ No other, no other

♪ No other, no other can match the likes of her

♪ No other, no other can match the likes of her

♪ No other, no other can match the likes of her

♪ Of a pretty Irish girl

♪ Or the crimson sails in Galway Bay

♪ She is my dear my darlin' one

♪ She is my dear my darlin' one

♪ She is my dear my darlin' one

♪ She is my dear my darling one

♪ She is my dear my darling one

♪ She is my dear, my darlin' one

♪ She's ugly as sin but has beautiful money

♪ Singin's no sin and drinkin's no crime

♪ So you carry the tune and I'll carry the jug

♪ The earth is filled with beauty

♪ The fishermen unfurl

♪ When it comes to rhymin', he takes all the honors

♪ When she served you a drink

♪ When the dew is on the hayrick

♪ When the geese are full of blarney

♪ Why, she served you good "whuskey"

79. Well, here's the 80th for you.