:10:02
Stop lallygagging!
:10:06
Straighten up, son.
They'll think you're a Nancy boy.
:10:15
Mr. Whale?
:10:19
Your father
was a schoolmaster?
:10:22
Yes, of course.
And I was going to go up to Oxford.
:10:26
But the war broke out
and I never made it.
:10:31
You cannot imagine what life was like
after the Armistice.
:10:34
The '20s in London.
:10:37
A break with everything dour
and respectable.
:10:40
I had a knack
with pencil and paper,
:10:42
so I was hired to design sets
for stage productions.
:10:45
Ah.
:10:51
Yes.
Help yourself.
:10:54
Cucumber sandwiches.
:10:56
Thank you, Hanna.
:10:59
And you can go now.
:11:01
There was one play
in particular,
:11:03
a beautiful, grim study of war
called Journey's End.
:11:08
Every experienced director
turned it down. Not commercial.
:11:11
So I offered myself.
:11:14
Journey's End made the careers
of everyone associated with it.
:11:17
It was only a matter of time
before Hollywood beckoned.
:11:20
How much longer before
we get to the horror movies?
:11:24
Am I right in assuming, Mr. Kay, that
it is not me that you are interested in,
:11:28
but only
my horror pictures?
:11:32
No, but is the horror movies
you'll be remembered for.
:11:36
I'm not dead yet, Mr. Kay.
:11:37
No.
Uh, I never said you were.
:11:41
Or w-will be soon.
:11:43
So, Journey's End
brought you to Hollywood.
:11:47
I've got a little proposal.
:11:51
This line of questioning
is getting old.
:11:53
- Don't you think?
- I don't mind.
:11:56
Well, I do.
:11:58
Les make it
more interesting for me.