My Left Foot
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:07:03
Well, he's offered you
an exhibition of your own.

:07:08
What do you think about that?
:07:15
- I think you're brilliant.
- Yeah.

:07:18
I'm only as brilliant as my patients.
:07:23
..consummation devoutly to be wish'd.
To die, to sleep...

:07:34
..to sleep, perchance to dream...
:07:43
- Is that our Christy up there?
- What?

:07:47
Does that sound like our Christy?
:07:50
Sounds a lot better.
:07:55
Not to me, it doesn't.
:07:57
Are ya mad, woman? You can
understand your child for the first time.

: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?

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