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November, 1849. Having fled the Great Famine, two warring Irish sisters seek their fortunes in the gold rush. But, with | dG1fMm40Ym9lT28zdTg
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00:00Do you suppose we'll ever go home for Nuala?
00:06There's no home for us there anymore.
00:17There's no gold on these parts.
00:21You all say that.
00:24Until somebody finds some.
00:26But what if we can't be finding any treasure after all?
00:30It's your toot.
00:32Lord knows I'd have found my treasure long ago if it wasn't for lumps like you always lagging two steps behind.
00:38You ought to be careful, mind. With Winsor on its way.
00:42I'll be keeping my treasure all to myself.
00:45Because there's no other fecker here to be splitting it with.
00:55I'm here for Nuala.
01:00So, that's what we want to say in it.
01:18All this is new.
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