Chariots of Fire
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:53:00
Rhythm, Mr Abrahams, rhythm!
:53:26
Training, training, training.
All I ever hear is training.

:53:30
Do you believe in
what we're doing here or not?

:53:33
Look, Jennie, I'm sorry.
:53:36
I was late. I apologise.
:53:38
- It's all very well, Eric.
- Look, I said I was sorry.

:53:41
To me. It's not me you've insulted.
:53:44
Away with your bother!
:53:46
The Lord'll not feel slighted
at the missing of a bus.

:53:49
Yes, Eric, you missed a bus. But why?
:53:52
Your mind's not with us any more, son.
:53:54
It's full of running and starting
and medals and pace.

:53:56
It's so full of it,
you've no room for standing still.

:53:59
Jennie!
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Don't fret yourself.
:54:04
I do fret myself, Eric.
:54:07
I'm frightened for you.
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I'm frightened for what it all might do to you.
:54:22
Please, Mr Liddell.
Would you sign your name, please?

:54:26
Surely.
:54:30
You want to pick yourself a pen?
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- There you are.
- Thanks.

:54:55
Come on, Jennie, let's go for a walk.
I've got something to say.


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