Mary Kate Danaher Quotes in The Quiet Man (1952)

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, Narrator: [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, Narrator: 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, Narrator: [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?

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!

Thornton: Don't worry - you've got a wallop!

Mary Kate Danaher: You'll get over it, I'm thinkin'.

Thornton: Well, some things a man doesn't get over so easy.

Mary Kate Danaher: Like what, supposin'?

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!

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.

Thornton: I know it was, Mary Kate Danaher. And it was nice of you.

Mary Kate Danaher: Not at all.

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.

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'?

Mary Kate Danaher: What manner of man is it that I have married?

Hugh Forbes: A better one, I think, than you know, Mary Kate.

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!

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...

Thornton: Nope.

Mary Kate Danaher: Well, maybe we won't have to wait that month...

Thornton: Yup.

Mary Kate Danaher: ...or for the threshin' parties...

Thornton: Nope.

Mary Kate Danaher: ...or for the walkin' out together...

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]

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!

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!

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...