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?
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