My Left Foot
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:08:02
- I always understood him.
- Ah, well, nobody else ever did.

:08:07
At least he can function now.
:08:11
There's somethin' in that voice
that... that disturbs me.

:08:17
What do you mean?
:08:21
Too much hope in it.
:08:24
What?
:08:27
There's too much hope in it.
:08:34
"..fly to others that we know not of?"
:08:36
"Thus conscience
doth make cowards of us all..."

:08:42
- "And thus the native hue..."
- "And thus the native hue of resolution

:08:46
is sicklied o'er
with the pale cast of thought,

:08:49
and enterprises of great pitch
and moment with this regard

:08:53
their currents turn awry
and lose the name of action."

:08:59
What do you think about Hamlet?
:09:01
A cripple. Can't act.
:09:05
- He did in the end.
- Too late.

:09:14
Eileen...
:09:18
I like you very much.
:09:21
And I like you, Christy.
You've the heart of a poet.

:09:26
No...
:09:29
Well...
:09:32
What?
:09:37
Nothin'.
:09:45
I'd better go.
:09:55
Ladies and gentlemen.
Ladies and gentlemen, thank you.


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