Albert Sharpe
| Sign | Aries |
| Born | Apr 15, 1885 Belfast, Ireland |
| Died | Feb 13, 1970 Belfast, Ireland |
| Age | Died at 84 |
Albert Sharpe | |
| Job | Actor |
| Top Roles | Andrew Campbell, Vince the Tout, Moore, Darby O'Gill, James Ashmond |
| Top Genres | Drama, Comedy, Fantasy, Musical, Romance, Adventure |
| Top Topics | Romance (Drama), New York, Artists |
| Top Collaborators | Norma Varden, Cecil Kellaway, Arthur Freed (Producer), Moroni Olsen |
| Shares birthday with | Wallace Reid, John Williams, Harvey Lembeck see more.. |
Albert Sharpe Overview:
Actor, Albert Sharpe, was born on Apr 15, 1885 in Belfast, Ireland. Sharpe died at the age of 84 on Feb 13, 1970 in Belfast, Ireland .
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Albert Sharpe Quotes:
James Ashmond:
Do I look like a gentleman?
Tom Bowen: You look like a banker.
James Ashmond: But do I look like a gentleman?
Darby O'Gill: [to the Banshee] The Banshee! Keep away! Keep away! Keep away from her! Keep off! Keep off, now! Keep off, now!
[Darby finds Michael unconscious]
Darby O'Gill: [smells alcohol on Michael's shirt, slaps him awake] Is it drunk ye are?
[Michael looks up at him, puzzled; smells his shirt and looks at the bottle in his hand, then rubs the back of his head where he was beaten]
Darby O'Gill: Who did it, lad?
Michael McBride: I don't know, but I can guess.
Darby O'Gill: Where's Katie?
Michael McBride: [worried] She's gone after the horse!
Darby O'Gill: [angrily] Did ye let her go alone, in the dark of the night!
Michael McBride: She was in a terror rage at me! An' sure 'twas your fault for not tellin' her the truth in the first place!
Darby O'Gill: [worried] God forgive me, she'll be chasin' a pooka.
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Tom Bowen: You look like a banker.
James Ashmond: But do I look like a gentleman?
Darby O'Gill: [to the Banshee] The Banshee! Keep away! Keep away! Keep away from her! Keep off! Keep off, now! Keep off, now!
[Darby finds Michael unconscious]
Darby O'Gill: [smells alcohol on Michael's shirt, slaps him awake] Is it drunk ye are?
[Michael looks up at him, puzzled; smells his shirt and looks at the bottle in his hand, then rubs the back of his head where he was beaten]
Darby O'Gill: Who did it, lad?
Michael McBride: I don't know, but I can guess.
Darby O'Gill: Where's Katie?
Michael McBride: [worried] She's gone after the horse!
Darby O'Gill: [angrily] Did ye let her go alone, in the dark of the night!
Michael McBride: She was in a terror rage at me! An' sure 'twas your fault for not tellin' her the truth in the first place!
Darby O'Gill: [worried] God forgive me, she'll be chasin' a pooka.
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