:02:13
Well, then... Urrmm, now.
:02:16
I´ll begin at the beginnin´.
:02:19
A fine, soft day in the spring it was
:02:23
when the train pulled into Castletown,
three hours late as usual,
:02:28
and himself got out.
:02:30
He didn´t have the look
of an American tourist at all about him,
:02:35
not a camera on him and, what was worst,
not even a fishing-rod.
:02:42
Castletown?
:02:52
- Castletown?
- Could you tell me the way to Inisfree?
:02:57
Inisfree? Aw, five miles and maybe a half more.
:03:01
- Do you see that road over there?
- Yeah.
:03:04
Don´t take that one, it´ll do you no good.
Now, the best road to Inisfree, and many...
:03:10
Oh, Inisfree you want. Be savin´ your breath,
let me direct the gentleman.
:03:16
Happen to know the way to Knoghenor?
:03:18
If you knew the way there,
would he be asking the way to Inisfree?
:03:23
There´s many knows Knoghenor
that doesn´t know Inisfree.
:03:26
If you´d take the time to study
your country´s history, Mr Maloney...
:03:30
- ...you´d be the first to admit it.
- Don´t send the poor man there.
:03:35
The fishing is finished there entirely.
Tell me, Yank, what is it that you´re after?
:03:41
- Is it trout or salmon?
- All I want is to get to Inisfree.
:03:45
Ah, now you´re talking sense.
The best fishing in the country.
:03:49
- True.
- Trout as long as your arm.
:03:54
And salmon! The last one I got,
I expected Jonah to pop out of his mouth.
:03:59
Ah, Inisfree. I´d bring you there myself,