Island in the Sun

That's when I began organizing.
One of the most important fights
is against tradition.

This island's shackled with traditions.
- Would you agree with that, Mr. Fleury?
- What?

Mr. Boyeur here says he thinks
the island is bound with tradition.

What would Mr. Boyeur
have us do? Forget them?

Mr. Fleury speaks as if traditions
belong only to him. We have ours too.

I'd be the last to deny him his traditions.
Which ones, Mr. Fleury?
The ones we got
on the slave ships?

Or in the cane fields
working like beasts?

Or the ones we have now-
the ones we are making every day...

despite the slave ships
and the cane fields.

No, Mr. Bradshaw, we don't intend
to live the way our fathers did.

Your father,
if I remember correctly...

worked on my father's plantation.
- Till the day he died.
- He was well taken care of-

whether he was sick or not,
whether he worked or not.

That was charity, Mr. Fleury.
What we want is equality.
What I want is a drink.
How about you, Maxwell?

No, I won't have one.
Uh, this- this headache.

- Do you mind if we go?
- Now? But we've only just arrived.

We're all going down
to the club later.

I told Sylvia
I wasn't up to this party.

We can be social some other time.
Will you excuse us?

Mavis, Mr. Bradshaw, Colonel.
It's good to see you, David Boyeur.
It's nice seeing you again, Miss Norman.
- It's been a long time.
- Yes.

As a matter of fact,
you were 12 years old at the time.

It was a party given for the children
out at St. James lawn.

- And you won a prize.
- Oh, I did? What for?

The obstacle race.
I haven't been much
of a prizewinner since.

As a matter of fact, I remember
watching you from the kitchen window.

It wasn't much of a prize.
Lamb's tales from Shakespeare.

You've won bigger.
Oh, excuse me.
Just one more question, Mr. Boyeur.

What would you say
is the most important problem on the island?