Black '47 (2018)

Jim Broadbent: Lord Kilmichael

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• Lord Kilmichael : The peasants are all the same. No appreciation of beauty.

  Conneely : Beauty would be held in much higher regard, Sir, if it could be eaten.

• Lord Kilmichael : Speaking of beauty. This one could almost be English. Her hair. Her skin, fine bosom. Certainly head and shoulders above any of the miserable hags on the estate.

  Conneely : Take the prettiest English maiden, put her for one season in an Irish cabin. Feed her water and potato, dress her in rags and make her wade though bogs and sleep with the family pig. Take from her any hope that the future will be different and when she crawls out of her hovel, stretching out her scrawny hand for a penny, how much will she look like that pretty English maiden?

• Lord Kilmichael : When I inherited this estate from my father it was practically bankrupt. To clear the land was the only solution. Consolidate the holdings, graze not grow, reduce this ridiculous tax that I must pay per occupant. I don't need them, I don't want them, why should I pay for them? This potato business has simplified matters considerably.

• Lord Kilmichael : I love this country.

  Conneely : What's left of it.

• Lord Kilmichael : There are those who look forward to the day when a Celtic Irishman is as rare in Ireland as a Red Indian in Manhattan.

• Feeney : [Speaks in Irish] 

  Lord Kilmichael : I don't understand that aboriginal nonsense. Speak English, man!