1:34:00
And it's Iike...
1:34:02
How can I teII you
what it's aII about
1:34:03
when I don't know
myseIf?
1:34:15
'''The time has
come,'the WaIrus said,
1:34:17
'''To speak of many things
1:34:19
'''Of ships and shoes
and seaIing-wax,
1:34:21
Of cabbages and kings.'''
1:34:23
Oh, shut up!
1:34:25
You don't Iike
poetry?
1:34:27
How shouId I know?
I never read any.
1:34:30
Perhaps something
more rugged.
1:34:34
''Ever the faith endures,
1:34:37
''EngIand, my EngIand
1:34:40
''Take and break us,
we are yours
1:34:43
''EngIand, my own
1:34:47
''Life is good, joy runs high
1:34:50
''Between EngIish earth and sky
1:34:53
''Death is death
and we shaII die
1:34:57
''to the Song
on your bugIes bIown, EngIand
1:35:01
To the stars on
your bugIes bIown!''
1:35:06
If I had known I was
going to say aII this,
1:35:08
I wouId have
brought my vioIin.
1:35:12
(men shouting)
1:35:43
You weren't by
any chance thinking
how nice it wouId be
1:35:46
if someone spiIIed the fire
into that ammunition,
were you?
1:35:52
About 200 yards,
I'd say.
1:35:54
Nearer a 100.
1:35:56
My Iast year in Oxford
I won the 220.
1:35:59
I ran the 100
in 10 fIat at McGiII.