Maureen O'Hara: Mary Kate Danaher

The Quiet Man

Mary Kate Danaher

Mary Kate Danaher: Could you use a little water in your whiskey?
Michaleen Flynn: When I drink whiskey, I drink whiskey; and when I drink water, I drink water.

Mary Kate Danaher: Father, could I... tell you in the Irish?
Father Peter Lonergan: [distracted, fishing] Sea, sea.
Mary Kate Danaher: [very hesitantly] Níor lig mé m'fhear chéile isteach i mo leaba liom aréir. Chuir mé fuinneamh air a chodladh i - Ó, i mála codlata! Mála codlata!
Father Peter Lonergan: Céad é sin? "Bag?"
Mary Kate Danaher: Sleeping bag, Father, with... with buttons! Más breá é, níor rith sé ar a shon. An peaca é?
Father Peter Lonergan: [exasperated] Woman, Ireland may be a poor country, God help us. But here, a married man sleeps in a bed, not a bag!

Mary Kate Danaher: It's a bold one you are! Who gave you leave to be kissin' me?
Sean Thornton: So you can talk!
Mary Kate Danaher: Yes I can, I will and I do! And it's more than talk you'll be gettin' if you step a step closer to me!
Sean Thornton: Don't worry - you've got a wallop!
Mary Kate Danaher: You'll get over it, I'm thinkin'.
Sean Thornton: Well, some things a man doesn't get over so easy.
Mary Kate Danaher: Like what, supposin'?
Sean Thornton: Like the sight of a girl coming through the fields with the sun on her hair... kneeling in church with a face like a saint...
Mary Kate Danaher: Saint indeed!
Sean Thornton: ... and now coming to a man's house to clean it for him.
Mary Kate Danaher: But... that was just my way of bein' a good Christian act.
Sean Thornton: I know it was, Mary Kate Danaher. And it was nice of you.
Mary Kate Danaher: Not at all.

Sean Thornton: If anybody had told me six months ago that today I'd be in a graveyard in Innisfree with a girl like you that I'm just about to kiss, I'd have told 'em...
Mary Kate Danaher: Oh, but the kisses are a long way off yet!
Sean Thornton: Huh?
Mary Kate Danaher: Well, we just started a-courtin', and next month, we, we start the walkin' out, and the month after that there'll be the threshin' parties, and the month after that...
Sean Thornton: Nope.
Mary Kate Danaher: Well, maybe we won't have to wait that month...
Sean Thornton: Yup.
Mary Kate Danaher: ... or for the threshin' parties...
Sean Thornton: Nope.
Mary Kate Danaher: ... or for the walkin' out together...
Sean Thornton: No.
Mary Kate Danaher: ... and so much the worse for you, Sean Thornton, for I feel the same way about it myself!
[They kiss. Thunder rolls]

Sean Thornton: I don't get this. Why do we have to get you along? Back in the States, I'd drive up, honk the horn, the gal'd come runnin'...
Mary Kate Danaher: Come a-runnin'? I'm no woman to be honked at and come a-runnin'!
Michaleen Flynn: America - ha! Prohibition! You see that over there? That's the ancestral home of ancient Flynns. It was taken from us by... by... by the Druids!
[stops the cart]
Michaleen Flynn: Quietest couple I ever heard. We'll get nowhere at this rate. Off with ya!
[Sean tries to help Mary Kate down]
Michaleen Flynn: She's a fine healthy girl - no patty-fingers if ya please!

Mary Kate Danaher: I have a fearful temper. You might as well know about it now instead of findin' out about it later. We Danahers are a fightin' people.
Sean Thornton: I can think of a lot of things I'd rather do to one of the Danahers - Miss Danaher.
Mary Kate Danaher: Shhh, Mr. Thornton! What will Mr. Flynn be thinkin'?

Sean Thornton: [drunk] Woman-of-the-house! I have brought the brother home to supper!
[Throws hat]
Mary Kate Danaher: He is kindly welcome.
"Red Will" Danaher: [also drunk] God bless all in this house...
Mary Kate Danaher: Wipe your feet!
"Red Will" Danaher: Thank you mum!

Michaleen Flynn: I have... I have come.
Mary Kate Danaher: Oh, I can see that. But from whose pub was it?
Michaleen Flynn: Pub? Pub? You've the face of an angel with the tongue of an adder. I have a good mind to go about me own business and tell Thon Shorton he's better off without ya!
Mary Kate Danaher: Wait a minute, what was that?
Michaleen Flynn: Well ye be listenin' then and not interrupting the shockelhorn - the matchmaker... I have come at the request of Thon Shorton...
Mary Kate Danaher: Sean Thornton.
Michaleen Flynn: Shut up... bachelor and party of the first part, to ask if you, uh - strictly informally, mind you - eh, Mary Kate Danaher, spinster, and party of the second part.
Mary Kate Danaher: Well. Go on. You were sayin'?
Michaleen Flynn: Actually... me mouth is like a dry crust and the sun is that hot on me pate.
Mary Kate Danaher: Will you be steppin' into the parlor? The house may belong to my brother, but what's in the parlor belongs to me.
Michaleen Flynn: I will then... and I hope there's a bottle there, whoever it belongs to...

Sean Thornton: Can't you get it through your head that I don't care about your money?
Mary Kate Danaher: But he does, and that's the whole point!

"Red Will" Danaher: [responding to Sean Thornton's demand for payment] I'll pay ya... never!
Sean Thornton: That breaks all bargains.
[hurls Mary Kate towards Danaher]
Sean Thornton: You can take your sister back. It's your custom, not mine! No fortune, no marriage! We call it quits!
Mary Kate Danaher: [with shocked look] You'd do this to me? Your own wife! After, after what I...
Sean Thornton: It's done!
[crowd exchanges glances, begins to laugh slowly]
"Red Will" Danaher: [begrudgingly takes money from wallet, throws it at Thornton's feet indignantly] There's your dirty money! Take it! Count it, ya spawn! And look... if ever I see that face of yours,
[draws back fist]
"Red Will" Danaher: I'll push this through it!