1:48:01
What is it now? Fire, or flood, or what?
1:48:03
A cave-in, they are saying.
1:48:06
- Take me up there.
- What good in the darkness of a mine?
1:48:10
Your eyes are no good in daylight
from the blows you've taken in the ring.
1:48:14
I can still swing a pick deeper than any man.
Take me up there.
1:48:56
Men. Men. Women.
Those of you with relatives.
1:49:01
Let them to the pit.
1:49:08
- Gwilym Morgan?
- Not yet, sir.
1:49:11
Mr Gruffydd? On the lower level, he was.
1:49:47
- My father?
- Not yet, Mrs Evans.