:31:02
No, well, you were
middle-class, hmm?
:31:04
Like all Americans,
hmm?
:31:06
Well, I don't know.
I guess you could say we lived
on the wrong side of the tracks.
:31:12
Well, in Dudley,
in the north of England,
:31:14
there were more sides to the tracks
than any American could imagine.
:31:18
Every Englishman
knows his place,
:31:20
and if you forget,
there's always someone to remind you.
:31:22
Our family had no doubt
about who they were,
:31:25
but I was an aberration
in that household, a freak of nature.
:31:30
I had imagination,
cleverness, joy.
:31:34
Now, where did I get that?
:31:39
Certainly not from them.
:31:44
They took me out of school
when I was 14...
:31:47
and put me in a factory.
:31:50
They meant no harm.
:31:53
They were like a family of farmers
who've been given a giraffe...
:31:57
and don't know what to do
with the creature except
to harness him to the plow.
:32:04
Hatred was the only thing
that kept my soul alive...
:32:09
in that soul-killing place.
:32:15
And amongst the men
I hated...
:32:18
was my own poor,
dear, dumb father,
:32:23
who'd put me into that hell
in the first place.
:32:37
Mr. Whale?
:32:52
I apologize, Mr. Boone.
l...
:32:56
Since my stroke,
:32:58
I am often overcome
with nostalgia.