Young Cassidy

THE REBEL DREAMER

¡Cassidy!

For the love of God, your enthusiasm is going to cost us all our lives!

Pour the soil carefully and where you must!

Yes sir.

What do you think you're doing down there

rebuild Ireland by yourself? Come on, get out of there, get in!

Cassidy, you've only been with us one day ...

And you've been about to cause us all a terrible problem.

- I'll control myself, if they give me a chance. - Go there and help out with the lamps.

And try to control your impulses, boy.

Hi. They told me to give you a hand.

Good, good.

We can't let the fancy ladies fall into that ditch you're digging

tonight, when they return from the Castle, don't you think?

- Have you never used a shovel? - Of course I used a shovel!

- But not that kind. - Ah, you're a bloody liar.

And it will kill you, if you keep using it like this.

Hey, you put the shovel in, then gently tilt it ...

and you cast the earth with a gentle swing of your arms.

Do not worry, I'll do.

- I'm sure of it. - Many thanks.

You're welcome.

My name is Mullen, Mick Mullen.

Johnny Cassidy.

You are certainly a weird guy.

Because what you say?

None of those who work here are used to reading books.

Oh, it's "Land Reform" by Michael Davitt.

Tell me boy

Are you interested in things on earth?

Hell, we all should be!

We work pretty close to her, don't we?

Do you want to win the battle with a shovel?

No, but I earn my bread with her.

You'll go far, Johnny.

- Take the lamps to the ditch. - Yes sir.

You're a nice guy.

Hello Grandma!

Did you find something, Ella?

Nothing at all.

We will have to keep waiting.

Come on, have some tea.

I have washed the children's clothes, they are already dry.

- Get that out of there, Sara. - You better pick it up.

That must be Johnny.

I keep my job, mother!

- And how are you doing in that job? - It's not about picking roses,

But I'll try hard and I'll do it no matter how hard it is.

My God, don't let it be too hard for you.

Wait and see,

Cassidy will be the best trench digger in Ireland in a month .

- Have you found a job, Ella? - No.

And haven't they told you of any?

Don't worry honey, you'll be luckier tomorrow.

I notice a soft fragrance ...

- Is it meat, mother? - I thought that a little ...

of something special in the pot, it would make up for a hard day's work.

Don't go too far, mother, the soul never depends on the flesh.

Although he would escape the body without her.

I'm going to put the children to bed.

- I'll bring you something to eat later. - Later, what are you going to upload?

- Nothing of yours! - Oh, Ella, don't be silly.

This stew is very rich, I put a couple of slices of smoked ham,

a carrot and an onion. You will like.

"Already the winter of our discontent is summer radiant with this York sun,

and the clouds that threatened our home lie in the deep bosom of the earth. "

"From the ocean".

Oh, "from the ocean". I will represent the bastard king ...

to the lucky people of County Kerry for two weeks.

Oh what is this

Too good for any king of England past or present.

Exaggerated!

- Are they going to pay you this time? - Pay me?

For an artist that means absolutely nothing.

It means for your family, look around you.

I'll send what I can.

Archie is a good boy, he always sends something.

We are both good boys, mother,

And look how we live, it doesn't matter that we're good boys

She, I've been thinking ...

that you should ask for help from the needy.

You mustn't think about that, Johnny.

- We are too poor to be proud. - Don't go on, I don't want to.

She is going through a difficult time,

but we have no right to ask him to humiliate himself like this.

Is it humiliating for a person to ask for the right to help?

I don't want to hear about it anymore. Keep eating.

- I don't want to do it, Johnny! - I have to go, I have rehearsal.

- I won't be back until dawn. - Yes, you go play king ...

and don't worry about the injustices here.

- You're terribly sincere, Johnny. - I've been told many times.

- You show your feelings to the world. - And what's wrong with that?

Nothing, for those who love you.

Whether you like me or not, I'm going to tell the truth. And to write it, too.

I wish the queen would remember me in time

And take me in his regiment with all my youth and vigor

But I'm afraid I can never ...

- Hi, Mick. - Johnny!

The moment has come!

- Tomorrow everyone will be on the street! - Take it easy. Come on in.

This morning when I saw you, I discovered that ...

I introduce you to my mother.

- Nice to meet you, lady. - Mr. Mullen.

Nice to meet you, Mr. Mullen. Please take a seat.

Thank you.

You can speak in front of my mother.

Johnny,

seeing you this morning I discovered that you were one of us.

The kind of man we can trust. That is why I have come to speak to you.

Good. Come on, Mick, don't beat around the bush!

Well, you see, the day after tomorrow everyone in the transport will be on strike,

not a single car will move, not a single wheel will roll.

When the 8 o'clock clock, all the trams will stop,

every wagon, tram or car will stop where it is at that moment.

This is great news, huh?

OMG!

Are we going to have those horrible encounters against each other again?

It is bad news that you bring us.

And don't presume to go on strike! Wait to get out of one of them ...

and then you will see what you feel!

I go upstairs with the children.

Do not fear mother. Will there be a splinter among us?

- we have to be united. - We are forging that union.

Are you with us?

Of course I am with you.

I'll tell you what your job will be.

We want the case of the workers to be stated with hard and concrete words.

We have a machine that will print it tomorrow, loose sheets that we can distribute to the people.

We need good words, Johnny, to reach the heart.

Will you want to write them?

- I'll try, Mick. - Up with the revolution!

Workers unite! You have nothing to lose, just your jobs.

Do you want to go your way and not get mixed up in this?

I will tell you something.

There was a boy named William Shakespeare,

that he could reach the hearts of people by gathering them in a theater,

better than you will be addressing a riotous mass.

What do you mean by that?

Don't forget the dreamer in you, Johnny.

Goodnight.

Johnny.

What, Mick?

Will you write it?

Yes, I will do it.

I will write that.

UNITED WE WILL WIN DIVIDED WE WILL FALL

Wow, the police won't be strolling around today, huh?

Look, that's where the conflict comes from.

Damn you, scab!

I'm afraid something horrible is going to happen here .

Turn around, the horsemen are coming!

Turn around!

Hold on tight to me, let's get out of this!

- We'll be free, you bastards! - They're going to cut his neck!

Come!

Let's go in here, we need a drink to revive ourselves.

Agree.

It's a mess. I'm ashamed to be seen with you.

Would you like to pour us a couple of hot whiskeys? Thank you.

- Does your leg hurt? - Not much.

- What is your name? - Daisy Battles

His name is very reassuring.

My name is Johnny Cassidy.

Nice to meet you, Johnny Cassidy.

I finally find you, Johnny, thank God you're okay.

Well, today we stood up to them, huh? Our dream is coming true.

Fighting for the freedom of old Ireland, huh?

Am I in the way?

I think this is both a particular and a political reason for dispersing.

Johnny, be careful, you're putting your soul in danger.

Keep our cause close to your heart.

Here it is.

You better come in, I'll fix your leg.

We will be alone, you don't have to worry.

Do you recognize it?

Sure, it's you.

From the way he looks you would say he has never seen me.

Not like this, of course.

It was at an Easter function. I was very successful.

Tell me, does the show give enough money to have this house?

I haven't gotten it with that, I have an uncle.

Have a what?

On one occasion I tried to work. Picking fruit to make compote.

Sixty hours a week at half a penny.

It was not for me.

- You want me to see your leg? - Screw my leg!

- I'd rather see yours. - Shall I sew your pants then?

Or also to hell the pants?

That's...

My skirt and petticoat have wrinkled from people's hands.

- Do you want to finish crumpling them? - Yes with a little luck.

I am seeing that you are a terrible man.

- Any sensible woman would run. - Why do not you do it?

That is precisely what I am going to do.

But don't run away.

You are a terribly passionate boy .

You are a good man.

Thanks, Daisy.

Oh well, it's all for old Ireland, anyway.