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Maggie: It wasn't your fault.
"Bull" McCabe: Wasn't it my mouth the words came out of?
"Bull" McCabe: She's a woman like your mother. If we knew how to keep the women happy we'd still be in paradise.
"Bull" McCabe: There's another law stronger than the common law.
Father Doran: What's that?
"Bull" McCabe: The law of the land.
"Bull" McCabe: He's alright. Let him be. He learnt the lesson of the land.
"Bull" McCabe: Go on father, go on. Lock the gates to God's house. Sure they were locked at the time of the Famine too. No priest died the time of the Famine: only poor people like us.
Flanagan: The English are gone, Bull.
"Bull" McCabe: *Gone*, because I drove em out: me and my kind. Gone, but not forgotten Flanagan. No outsider will bid for my field.
"Bull" McCabe: Outsiders? Are these the same outsiders who took the corn from our mouths when the potatoes went rotten in the ditches?
"Bull" McCabe: The field is mine.
The American: Well we'll see about that won't we?
"Bull" McCabe: Why're you interfering, Father? This is none of the Church's business.
Father Doran: It's the Widow's field. She has the right to sell it.
"Bull" McCabe: No. It's my field. It's my child. I nursed it. I nourished it. I saw to its every want. I dug the rocks out of it with my bare hands and I made a living thing of it! My only want is that green grass, that lovely green grass, and you want to take it away from me, and in the sight of God I can't let you do that!
Father Doran: Can't you find another field?
"Bull" McCabe: Another field? Another field? Jesus, you're as foreign here as any Yank. Another field? Are you blind? Those hands, do you see those hands? Those rocks! It was a dead thing! Don't you understand?
Father Doran: This is the Widow's field. That's the law. The common law.
"Bull" McCabe: There's another law, stronger than the common law.
Father Doran: What's that?
"Bull" McCabe: The law of the land. When I was a
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Maggie: It wasn't your fault.
"Bull" McCabe: Wasn't it my mouth the words came out of?
"Bull" McCabe: She's a woman like your mother. If we knew how to keep the women happy we'd still be in paradise.
"Bull" McCabe: There's another law stronger than the common law.
Father Doran: What's that?
"Bull" McCabe: The law of the land.
"Bull" McCabe: He's alright. Let him be. He learnt the lesson of the land.
"Bull" McCabe: Go on father, go on. Lock the gates to God's house. Sure they were locked at the time of the Famine too. No priest died the time of the Famine: only poor people like us.
Flanagan: The English are gone, Bull.
"Bull" McCabe: *Gone*, because I drove em out: me and my kind. Gone, but not forgotten Flanagan. No outsider will bid for my field.
"Bull" McCabe: Outsiders? Are these the same outsiders who took the corn from our mouths when the potatoes went rotten in the ditches?
"Bull" McCabe: The field is mine.
The American: Well we'll see about that won't we?
"Bull" McCabe: Why're you interfering, Father? This is none of the Church's business.
Father Doran: It's the Widow's field. She has the right to sell it.
"Bull" McCabe: No. It's my field. It's my child. I nursed it. I nourished it. I saw to its every want. I dug the rocks out of it with my bare hands and I made a living thing of it! My only want is that green grass, that lovely green grass, and you want to take it away from me, and in the sight of God I can't let you do that!
Father Doran: Can't you find another field?
"Bull" McCabe: Another field? Another field? Jesus, you're as foreign here as any Yank. Another field? Are you blind? Those hands, do you see those hands? Those rocks! It was a dead thing! Don't you understand?
Father Doran: This is the Widow's field. That's the law. The common law.
"Bull" McCabe: There's another law, stronger than the common law.
Father Doran: What's that?
"Bull" McCabe: The law of the land. When I was a