Darby O'Gill and the Little People (1959) Poster

Janet Munro: Katie O'Gill

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  • [Katie's fever breaks] 

    Molly Malloy : It's a miracle! She's fine an' sonsy like a baby woken from sleep!

    [Michael runs in to her] 

    Katie O'Gill : Michael, what a temper I have.

    Michael McBride : [smiling]  Well, I like a lively girl.

  • [last lines] 

    Michael McBride : [singing]  Oh, she is my dear, my darlin' one / Her eyes so sparklin', full of fun / No other, no other / Can match the likes of her.

    Katie O'Gill : [singing]  Oh, he is my dear, my darlin' one / His eyes so sparkling, full of fun / No other, no other / Can match the likes of him.

    Michael McBride , Katie O'Gill : [singing]  S/he is my dear, my darlin' one / My smilin' and beguilin' one / I love the ground s/he walks upon / My darlin' Irish girl/boy.

  • Katie O'Gill : Your lordship, why didn't ye tell us ye were comin'? I'd have opened the manor house for you.

    Lord Fitzpatrick : Oh I'll not be stoppin' here long enough for that. Where's your father?

    Katie O'Gill : Well now, let me see, um... I heard him sayin' somthin' about cuttin' the weeds around the summer house. I think he'll have gone to have the smithy sharpen his scythe. I'll fetch him for ye, your lordship.

    Lord Fitzpatrick : Well, that's good of you.

    [she runs off to the village] 

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

    Michael McBride : What ails him?

    Lord Fitzpatrick : Oh nothin' at all, but he retired about five years ago and didn't tell me about it. He'll be down at the inn now tellin' stories.

  • [Katie is about to go after the horse; Michael tries to stop her] 

    Katie O'Gill : Get out of my way!

    Michael McBride : Leave that horse alone.

    Katie O'Gill : Do you think I'd stay under your roof another night?

    Michael McBride : I'll go to the inn!

    Katie O'Gill : You can go to blazes! I'm movin' to the McCarthy house!

    Michael McBride : With night comin' down on that mountainside you could get yourself killed! Now give me that halter. I'll get the horse.

    [she pulls away, he tries to stop her; she hits him across the face with the halter and runs out after the horse] 

  • [first lines] 

    Katie O'Gill : Come in, Mrs. Sugrue!

    Sheelah Sugrue : Katie, darlin'! Can you lend me the loan of a small pinch o' tea; I'll pay ye back Thursday.

    Katie O'Gill : Ye can have it an' welcome.

  • Michael McBride : [sees Katie packing]  What are you doing?

    Katie O'Gill : [shortly]  I'm packing. An' if you don't know why, you can read the card.

    [Michael reads the card, looks up guiltily] 

    Katie O'Gill : Why didn't you tell me?

    Michael McBride : Your father made me promise that I wouldn't.

    Katie O'Gill : [angrily]  When are you throwin' us out?

    Michael McBride : Oh now, Katie...

    Katie O'Gill : *When*?

    Michael McBride : Well, today was supposed to have...

    Katie O'Gill : You give short notice!

    Michael McBride : I don't want you to leave at all!

    Katie O'Gill : [angrily]  Why not? What does it matter to you if you break an old man's heart? You're a strong young man, you can find work anywhere, but no, you must come here an' take me father's place!

    [crying] 

    Katie O'Gill : No wonder he's chasin' the fairy gold an' him half out of his mind tryin' to keep some little bit of self-respect in the town!

    [she shoves a broom into his hands] 

    Katie O'Gill : Here! You can clean the manor house yourself. It'll be all we can do to move our belonging's out of *your* house this night!

    [she turns away] 

    Michael McBride : [grabs her]  Now you listen to me! I don't want your father's job at all, not unless I can have the both of you along with it! I want you to stay here an' be my wife. I love you, Katie, and I think that you love me.

    Katie O'Gill : [scornfully]  I? Love you?

    [she storms out] 

  • Katie O'Gill : [sings]  When the dew is on the hayrick and every drop a pearl / When the geese are full of blarney and the thrush are singing Gaelic / And standing in the doorway is a pretty Irish girl / Oh, she is my dear, my darlin' one / Her eyes so sparklin', full of fun / No other, no other can match the likes of her / She is my dear, my darlin' one / My smilin' and beguilin' one / I love the ground she walks upon...

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