1:22:22
- We have our first grandson, Gwil.
- Well, give one and take the other.
1:22:27
Tell that to that girl up there.
She will answer you.
1:22:30
- Hist now, Beth. Do not kindle the wrath.
- To hell with the wrath.
1:22:33
And I'm saying it plain to be heard.
1:22:42
'Tis good. With honours, then.
1:22:45
Our son is a scholar.
1:22:48
What is it, Huw? I can't make sense with it.
1:22:52
- Latin, it is.
- Latin, is it?
1:22:54
Why not good Welsh, or even English?
1:22:58
- It is the fashion.
- Fashion.
1:23:01
Frenchies, decimal points,
and bathtubs full of holes.
1:23:04
My poor Huw. They've stuffed
your head with Latin, then?
1:23:08
- Beth, my old beauty, you. A black eye, is it?
- Go ahead, shout. Wake up the baby, then.
1:23:13
There is beautiful.
The image of my father, he is.
1:23:19
What bloody nonsense.
1:23:24
Now then, Huw. What will it be?
1:23:28
To Cardiff to school, then the university
to be a lawyer, is it, or a doctor?
1:23:35
Dr Huw Morgan. Well, Uncle Huw,
that will be something special.
1:23:40
Yes, indeed, with a lovely horse and trap,
and a good black suit and a shirt with starch.
1:23:45
There is good, my little one.
Now, a glass of buttermilk for you,
1:23:48
with all your knowledge.
1:23:52
Yes, Mother. And some of Bron's shortcake.
1:23:55
And my shortcake is
to be fed to the pigs, is it?
1:23:58
No. Only I finished yours yesterday,
and today is shortcake day with Bron.