Finian's Rainbow (film)

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Finian's Rainbow is a 1968 film about an Irish immigrant and his daughter move into a town in the American South with a magical piece of gold that changes people's lives.

Directed by Francis Ford Coppola. Written by Yip Harburg and Fred Saidy.
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Finian McLonergan[edit]

  • Don't be superstitious, it's bad luck.
  • [singing] Green is the color of the shamrocks /and the grass on Blarney hill / Oh, the darlin' green of Ireland /and the good old dollar bill.

Senator Billboard Rawkins[edit]

  • My family's been having nothing but trouble with immigrants ever since they come to this country!
  • [dictating a speech to Buzz] Gentlemen, the festering tides of radicalism are upon us. But before I yield up our glorious South -and her sister commonwealth, the U.S. of A - I will lay down my life. I will do more - I will filibuster. Back, you crackpots! Forward, America! Forward to the hallowed principles of our forefathers. Forward to the sweet tranquility of the status quo. Forward... to yesterday!


  • [singing] When I'm not near the girl I love/ I love the girl I'm near!
  • What fools these mortals be!


Sharon McLonergan: [looking in Finian's bag] It's gold!
Finian McLonergan: Aye, it's a pot of gold.
Sharon McLonergan: And you stole it!
Finian McLonergan: I did not steal it! I only borrowed.
Sharon McLonergan: Who did you borrow it from?
Finian McLonergan: Why do you want to know?
Sharon McLonergan: So we can lend it right back to him, that's why!
Finian McLonergan: That's impossible! He's not mortal.
Sharon McLonergan: You killed him!
Finian McLonergan: Of course not! He never was mortal. He's a leprechaun.
Sharon McLonergan: A leprechaun?
Finian McLonergan: Of course! Who else would have gold in Ireland?

Finian McLonergan: America is full of millionaires.
Sharon McLonergan: But Father, are there no ill clad or ill housed in America?
Finian McLonergan: Aye, but they're the best ill clad and the best ill housed in the world.

Finian McLonergan: What do you think makes America different from Ireland?
Sharon McLonergan: It has more Irishmen?

Senator Billboard Rawkins: You've been violating the law, here.
Finian McLonergan: Since when?
Senator Billboard Rawkins: This afternoon. I just finished drafting this. [reading] Local ordinance number 7428: be it known that in the county of Rainbow Valley, it is a felony for members of the Caucasian and Negro races...
Finian McLonergan: But it seems to me that this law could not be a legal law...
Senator Billboard Rawkins: Of course it's legal! I don't know where you immigrants get these radical, foreign ideas!
Sharon McLonergan: From a wee book the immigration officer handed us. It's called 'The United States Constitution.'
Finian McLonergan: Haven't you read it?
Senator Billboard Rawkins: I don't have time to read it, I'm too busy defending it!

Finian McLonergan: Leprechaun, I've come to a decision! I deny your existence! You're only a figment of me imagination!
Og: I am?
Finian McLonergan: And I'll prove it to myself by walking right through you! [He walks toward Og] Step aside! [Og jumps out of the way] There, you see?
Og: Oh, this is dreadful! I don't exist.

Finian McLonergan: How dare you come back here! Didn't I tell you you were an optical delusion?
Og: I was ready to believe you yesterday but not today. Today I have proof!
Finian McLonergan: What proof?
Og: Does an optical illusion feel such a hungry yearning burning inside of him? Does an optical illusion feel the beat, beat, beat of the tom-tom in the roaring traffic's boom in his lonely room?
Finian McLonergan: Are you flying high and wide on a magic carpet ride full of butterflies inside?
Og: Aye, and what's worse, smoke keeps coming out of me eyes.
Finian McLonergan: You go round like an elevator lost in the tide?
Og: That's the feeling! Day and night, night and day!

Woody Mahoney: How'd you get so pretty? And so rich?
Sharon McLonergan: Well, you see, in Glocca Morra, where we come from, there's an old legend, and it says: 'You'll never grow old and you'll never grow poor, if you look to the rainbow, beyond the next moor.'
Woody Mahoney: That's a lovely legend.
Sharon McLonergan: Aye.
Woody Mahoney: I wonder who thought it up.
Sharon McLonergan: My father: Finian McLonnergan.

Finian McLonergan: How are things in Glocca Morra?
Og: Oh, alas, alack, and willy-wally! I weep for Ireland.
Finian McLonergan: Why, what's happened?
Og: A blight has fallen over Ireland!
Finian McLonergan: The British are back?
Og: Never have I seen such a curse befall a folk in all me four hundrend and fifty... nine years! Poor Ireland!
Finian McLonergan: Poor Ireland!
Og: Suffering Ireland! The native land!
Finian McLonergan: Me native land! A fine lot of faery folk you are! You and your associates letting all this happen! Why don't you wish it away?
Og: We've lost the power!
Finian McLonergan: You've lost the power to make wishes? What has Ireland to live for now! Answer me that!
Finian McLonergan: Who's the author of this foul outrage?
Og: A monster, McLonnergan!
Finian McLonergan: A monster? You mean the old flame-breathing type with the head of a dragon?
Og: Oh, no, this is a tiny wee monster, about... your size.
Finian McLonergan: Lead me to him! Who is this monster?
Og: You'll excuse me for pointing, Mr. McLonnergan... but it's you.

Senator Billboard Rawkins: I can't show my face.
Og: What's wrong with your face?
Senator Billboard Rawkins: Are you blind, boy? I'm black!
Og: I think it's very becoming.
Senator Billboard Rawkins: It is NOT! I'm a white man, dammit! A white man! At least I was, up until a couple of days ago.
Og: Well, that's a coincidence! I was green a couple of weeks ago! Don't you find the occasional change of color interesting?


  • Let yourself glow
  • If all you want out of a movie is a great, big, wonderful time - just follow the rainbow - whistle the songs - and join in the fun.


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