:08:00
The most intense joy
lies not in the having...
:08:03
but in the desiring.
:08:06
Delight that never fades,
bliss that is eternal...
:08:10
is only yours when what
you most desire is just out of reach.
:08:17
- What was that, Mr. Whistler?
- Nothing, Mr. Lewis.
:08:20
If you disagree with me,
say so.
:08:23
Fight me.
I can take it.
:08:25
Even I can't fight
on both sides at once, you know.
:08:29
Or, at least I can,
but I'm liable to win.
:08:36
Why is the beer here
always cold? Cold beer!
:08:41
Chills the stomach.
Has no taste.
:08:43
I have a complaint
about the wardrobe.
:08:45
Complaint?
Our children love it.
:08:47
I will not have another conversation
about Jack's blasted nursery.
:08:51
No. Listen.
:08:53
In the book you describe the house
as belonging to an old professor...
:08:56
who has no wife,
and yet...
:09:00
you say that when the little girl
enters the magic wardrobe...
:09:03
she finds it full of fur coats.
:09:05
- Oh, very good, Eddie.
- It's simple.
:09:08
It belonged to the professor's
old mother. Simple.
:09:11
Aha. So,
to reach the magic world...
:09:14
the child must push through
the mother's fur.
:09:17
I won't have that, John. There's none
of your hand-me-down Freudianism.
:09:19
But the imagery is Christian, surely.
:09:23
No, Harry. It's what it is.
Just itself.
:09:26
It-lt's...
It's just magic.
:09:30
Magic. Look.
:09:34
Let me show you.
The child steps into the wardrobe.
:09:38
The coats are thick and heavy.
:09:39
- What about the fur?
- Fur's not important.
:09:44
The child must push through.
:09:46
They're pressing close,
almost suffocating.
:09:49
And suddenly,
there's white light...
:09:52
crisp, cold air...
:09:54
trees, snow.
:09:56
Total contrast, you see.
:09:58
It's the gateway
to a magical world.