Chariots of Fire
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:44:00
Harold!
:44:20
My son.
:44:43
Harold!
:44:45
Leave him be. The poor fella's whacked.
:44:47
- But he won!
- Exactly.

:44:50
One of these days, Monty,
you're going to win yourself.

:44:53
And it's pretty difficult to swallow.
:45:02
Come in.
:45:05
Mrs Abrahams just rang, miss.
:45:07
The Daily Express.
They've been on from Paris.

:45:10
Mr 'Arold. He won!
:45:12
She told me to tell you he won!
:45:15
Thank you very much, Bill.
:45:20
Oh, it's 15 minutes to curtain-up, miss.
:45:35
He did it, sir.
:45:42
Thank you, Mathews.
:45:45
"Abrahams triumphant. "
:45:49
"Caius College athlete
wins blue riband at Games. "

:45:53
Just as I expected.

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