Maire O'Neill | |
| Job | Actress |
| Top Roles | Mrs. Such, Mrs. Maisie Madigan, Madame Osiris, Moire's Sister, Mrs. Brough |
| Top Genres | Drama, Comedy, Musical, Historical, Romance, Crime |
| Top Topics | England, Disney, Book-Based |
| Top Collaborators | Herbert Wilcox (Producer), James Harcourt, Basil Dean (Producer), Dennis Wyndham |
| Shares birthday with | Luise Rainer, Edgar Lansbury, Sara Berner see more.. |
Maire O'Neill Overview:
Actress, Maire O'Neill, was born Molly Allgood on Jan 12, 1885 in Dublin, Ireland. O'Neill died at the age of 67 on Nov 2, 1952 in Belfast, UK .
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Maire O'Neill Quotes:
Mrs. Boyle:
Don't be actin' as if you couldn't pull a wing out of a dead bee.
Mrs. Boyle: Ah, what can God do agen the stupidity o' men!
[last lines]
Mrs. Boyle: Maybe I wasn't sorry enough for poor Mrs. Tancred when her son was found as my Johnny's apt to been found now. But it's well I remember all she said -- an' it's my turn to say it now. What were the pains I suffered, Johnny, bringin' you into the world to carry you to your cradle, to the pains I suffer now bringing you out o' the world to carry you to your grave! Mother o' God, Mother o' God, have pity on us all! Blessed Virgin, where were you when me darlin' son was riddled with bullets, when me darlin' son was riddled with bullets? O sacred Heart o' Jesus, take away our hearts o' stone, and give us hearts o' flesh! Take away this murderin' hate, an' give us--give us Thine own--Thine own eternal love!
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Mrs. Boyle: Ah, what can God do agen the stupidity o' men!
[last lines]
Mrs. Boyle: Maybe I wasn't sorry enough for poor Mrs. Tancred when her son was found as my Johnny's apt to been found now. But it's well I remember all she said -- an' it's my turn to say it now. What were the pains I suffered, Johnny, bringin' you into the world to carry you to your cradle, to the pains I suffer now bringing you out o' the world to carry you to your grave! Mother o' God, Mother o' God, have pity on us all! Blessed Virgin, where were you when me darlin' son was riddled with bullets, when me darlin' son was riddled with bullets? O sacred Heart o' Jesus, take away our hearts o' stone, and give us hearts o' flesh! Take away this murderin' hate, an' give us--give us Thine own--Thine own eternal love!
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