:20:02
Only hope for him
:20:07
Only hope for him.
:20:12
Sahib, I've found
the words again.
:20:17
But it's an Irish folksong.
:20:19
Seetha, who was your father?
:20:25
My origins are obscure
and shadowy
:20:29
like the nights
of the moon goddess.
:20:32
I was very young
when my parents died.
:20:36
The priests raised me.
:20:38
Did your father have
a pale face like mine?
:20:44
I can't remember his face.
:20:47
I was very ill.
We were all ill.
:20:51
Vultures circled
over the houses
:20:54
and jackals came
to the doors.
:20:57
A lot of people died then.
My parents too.
:21:03
One second. Wait.
:21:14
This is all I have left.
It belonged to my father.
:21:19
It's a European instrument.
:21:26
For Joe from Frank.
:21:29
Cambridge, 1800 and...
I can't read it.
:21:34
Joe?
:21:36
Joe...
:21:40
There was a man
who used to visit us.
:21:42
He had red hair and a deep
voice. I was scared of him.
:21:46
Go on.
:21:48
He called my father Joe.
Your father was European.
:21:52
Perhaps.
:21:53
See for yourself...
Look at your face.
:21:59
Is that an Indian face?