The Quiet Man1952

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 Thean Shornton 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 Thean Shornton...

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-uh, 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:
Would 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 that there's a bottle there, whoever it belongs to.