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-MAN: -You mean to tell me You're President of the US, | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
you bang some 22-year-old White House intern, | 0:03:29 | 0:03:32 | |
ask her to keep her mouth shut and you really think | 0:03:32 | 0:03:35 | |
-she'll do it?! -Clinton should count himself lucky | 0:03:35 | 0:03:38 | |
-she didn't go straight to Oprah. -No, she was overwhelmed | 0:03:38 | 0:03:41 | |
-by Starr's team in that hotel room. That was a gang-bang! -Oh, right, | 0:03:41 | 0:03:46 | |
that's why she's talking to Linda Tripp, to everybody - | 0:03:46 | 0:03:49 | |
-she's part of that whole dopey culture, yak-yak-yak. -Look, | 0:03:49 | 0:03:52 | |
if Clinton couldn't figure Lewinsky, he shouldn't've been President - | 0:03:52 | 0:03:56 | |
-grounds for impeachment alone. -True. -If he'd just fucked her - | 0:03:56 | 0:04:00 | |
-that's how you create loyalty. -Yeah. Know what Kennedy would've done | 0:04:00 | 0:04:03 | |
to her? Or Nixon? They would've told her, | 0:04:03 | 0:04:06 | |
"Not only are you not gonna work ever again, | 0:04:06 | 0:04:09 | |
your father's gonna be out of work. Your mother. Your brother." | 0:04:09 | 0:04:13 | |
"Everybody in your family will not make one more dime | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
-"unless you keep your mouth shut." -Clinton plays it like a lawyer, | 0:04:16 | 0:04:20 | |
-that's why he didn't wanna cum! -He came, he was finished. Evidence. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:24 | |
-Smoking cum. -MALE VOICEOVER: -'1998 was the summer of sanctimony.' | 0:04:24 | 0:04:28 | |
'After the fall of communism and before the horrors of terrorism, | 0:04:28 | 0:04:33 | |
'there was a brief interlude | 0:04:33 | 0:04:35 | |
'when the nation was preoccupied by cocksucking.' | 0:04:35 | 0:04:38 | |
'This is Coleman Silk, powerful Dean of Faculty | 0:04:39 | 0:04:42 | |
'and Professor of Classics at Athena College | 0:04:42 | 0:04:44 | |
'in western Massachusetts. Educated at NYU and Oxford, | 0:04:44 | 0:04:49 | |
'Coleman taught in England before returning to the States | 0:04:49 | 0:04:52 | |
'to become one of the first Jews to teach in a classics department | 0:04:52 | 0:04:56 | |
'anywhere in America. When appointed Dean at Athena, | 0:04:56 | 0:05:00 | |
'Coleman took a poky Sleepy Hollow-type college | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
'and dragged it kicking and screaming | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
'from mediocrity to excellence. Of course, in the process | 0:05:05 | 0:05:09 | |
'he made a good many enemies.' | 0:05:09 | 0:05:11 | |
"Sing, o goddess, the wrath of Achilles!" | 0:05:11 | 0:05:16 | |
'And finally the persecuting spirit caught up with Coleman.' | 0:05:16 | 0:05:20 | |
All of European literature springs from a fight, | 0:05:20 | 0:05:23 | |
a bar-room brawl, really. | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
And what was Achilles so angry about? | 0:05:25 | 0:05:29 | |
He and King Agamemnon were quarrelling over a woman. | 0:05:31 | 0:05:35 | |
A young girl. And her body. And the delights of sexual rapacity. | 0:05:35 | 0:05:42 | |
Achilles, the most hyper-sensitive fighting machine | 0:05:42 | 0:05:46 | |
in the history of warfare. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:48 | |
Achilles, because of his rage at having to give up the girl, | 0:05:48 | 0:05:54 | |
isolates himself defiantly outside the very society | 0:05:54 | 0:05:58 | |
whose protector he is | 0:05:58 | 0:06:00 | |
and whose need of him is enormous. Achilles...has to give up the girl. | 0:06:00 | 0:06:06 | |
He has to give her back. That is how | 0:06:06 | 0:06:10 | |
the great imaginative literature of Europe begins | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
and that is why three thousand years later | 0:06:13 | 0:06:16 | |
we are going to begin there today. | 0:06:16 | 0:06:20 | |
Ms Cummings, | 0:06:22 | 0:06:24 | |
Tracy Cummings, can you tell us... | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
Still not here... OK, Mr Thomas, | 0:06:27 | 0:06:31 | |
William Thomas - is he here? | 0:06:31 | 0:06:33 | |
We are five weeks into the semester | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
and I haven't even laid eyes on these folks. Can anyone tell me, | 0:06:38 | 0:06:42 | |
do these people exist? Or are they spooks? | 0:06:42 | 0:06:46 | |
-WOMAN: -Were you aware, Professor Silk, | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
that Cummings and Thomas were African-Americans? | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
How could I be? I've never seen them. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:54 | |
But you are aware of the connotation of the word "spook?" | 0:06:54 | 0:06:58 | |
"Ghost", Professor - ghost. | 0:06:58 | 0:07:01 | |
I was referring to their ectoplasmic character. | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
Here's the...first definition of the word. | 0:07:07 | 0:07:11 | |
I quote. "Spook. Informal. Ghost, spectre." | 0:07:11 | 0:07:19 | |
Dean Silk, may I remind you of the second definition? | 0:07:19 | 0:07:23 | |
"Derogatory - Negro." | 0:07:23 | 0:07:25 | |
I'd never laid eyes on them - how could I know they were black? | 0:07:25 | 0:07:29 | |
-All I did know was that they were invisible. -Nevertheless, | 0:07:30 | 0:07:33 | |
they have lodged a complaint. Miss Cummings was devastated. | 0:07:33 | 0:07:36 | |
-Now, the issue here... -These students never attended a class. | 0:07:36 | 0:07:40 | |
-"Do they exist? Or are they spooks?" Consider the context! -But - | 0:07:40 | 0:07:44 | |
I've not finished! | 0:07:44 | 0:07:46 | |
The only issue is the non-attendance of these students, | 0:07:48 | 0:07:51 | |
their inexcusable neglect of work and their sheer chutzpah. | 0:07:51 | 0:07:54 | |
Miss Cummings is devastated? Give me a break. | 0:07:56 | 0:07:59 | |
To charge me with racism is not only false, | 0:07:59 | 0:08:02 | |
but is spectacularly false! And you know it! | 0:08:02 | 0:08:05 | |
Thanks a lot, Herb(!) | 0:08:08 | 0:08:10 | |
-I've quit. -What?! -I've resigned from that half-assed college. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:17 | |
Where's that last year's phonebook? | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
-Wait a minute. -I saw it here the other day. | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
-I've been accused of a racist epithet. -What epithet? | 0:08:22 | 0:08:26 | |
I used the word "spooks," | 0:08:26 | 0:08:27 | |
-which 50 years ago was slang for - -I know. -I'm gonna sue them. | 0:08:27 | 0:08:32 | |
-I want that lawyer. -Did you remind them that... -Yeah, | 0:08:32 | 0:08:35 | |
-No, you hired Herb Keble, the first black... -Please, "African-American." | 0:08:35 | 0:08:40 | |
-OK, African-American - ever on the faculty. -Where's that book? | 0:08:40 | 0:08:44 | |
-Is Herb on this committee? -Why do you keep changing everything? | 0:08:44 | 0:08:47 | |
-Yes, he is. -They're our friends! | 0:08:47 | 0:08:49 | |
-Did Herb even open his mouth?! -Yes, yes. "Sorry, Coleman, | 0:08:49 | 0:08:53 | |
-I can't be with you on this." Bullshit. -Then we fight this lunacy! | 0:08:53 | 0:08:58 | |
-After 35 years of your devotion - -That lawyer. I know. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:02 | |
we're going to organise. We'll get them to sign a petition, | 0:09:02 | 0:09:05 | |
-that's what we'll do. -Just - No, | 0:09:05 | 0:09:07 | |
-we're gonna do a two-pronged attack. -You keep moving everything! | 0:09:07 | 0:09:10 | |
-Get lawyers, because I know - I know -I saw it here the other - -Coley? | 0:09:10 | 0:09:15 | |
What? | 0:09:15 | 0:09:16 | |
-Something's wrong. -I know there is! | 0:09:16 | 0:09:19 | |
-What do you mean? -Coley... -What's the matter? Hey, come on, | 0:09:19 | 0:09:24 | |
what's the matter? | 0:09:24 | 0:09:26 | |
What's the matter? Come on. Come on. | 0:09:26 | 0:09:31 | |
-I'm sorry. -It's all right. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:35 | |
-SHE SIGHS -I'm sorry... | 0:09:37 | 0:09:39 | |
-MALE VOICEOVER RESUMES: -'Iris Silk died several hours later | 0:10:02 | 0:10:05 | |
'in her husband's arms. Six months after that, | 0:10:05 | 0:10:08 | |
'Coleman came into my life. | 0:10:08 | 0:10:10 | |
'I had been living alone in a small cabin by a lake | 0:10:10 | 0:10:14 | |
'not far from Athena.' | 0:10:14 | 0:10:16 | |
-BILL CLINTON: -..including questions about my private life - | 0:10:16 | 0:10:19 | |
questions no American citizen would ever want to answer. | 0:10:19 | 0:10:24 | |
Still, I must take complete responsibility | 0:10:24 | 0:10:25 | |
for all my actions, both public and private. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
That is why I am speaking... | 0:10:28 | 0:10:31 | |
HAMMERING AT DOOR Hello? | 0:10:31 | 0:10:35 | |
TURNS TV OFF | 0:10:37 | 0:10:39 | |
-Are you Mr Zuckerman? -Yeah. -Are you Nathan Zuckerman? | 0:10:39 | 0:10:44 | |
-Yeah. -The Zuckerman that's the writer, correct? | 0:10:46 | 0:10:49 | |
-Yeah, but... -We've gotta talk. May I come in? | 0:10:49 | 0:10:52 | |
Thanks. Your last book won some sort of prize, right? | 0:10:54 | 0:10:59 | |
-It was shortlisted for the - -Five years ago. What happened?! | 0:10:59 | 0:11:02 | |
You're blocked! Right? You're blocked. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:04 | |
You're worried you don't have another story in you. Well, | 0:11:04 | 0:11:08 | |
-I'm the answer to your prayers. Know who I am? -Dean Silk? -Yes, | 0:11:08 | 0:11:12 | |
Dean Coleman Silk. The late retired and now resigned | 0:11:12 | 0:11:15 | |
and unlamented Dean Silk. Following the murder - clock that? - | 0:11:15 | 0:11:20 | |
following the murder of my wife. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:21 | |
-How's that grab you? Get your juices flowing? -I'm not sure I understand. | 0:11:22 | 0:11:27 | |
Those sons of bitches killed my wife, Nathan. They killed her | 0:11:27 | 0:11:30 | |
as if they'd taken a gun and fired it into her heart. Yeah. | 0:11:30 | 0:11:36 | |
Who'd've thought Iris couldn't take it? | 0:11:36 | 0:11:38 | |
As strong as she was, brave as she was. But... | 0:11:38 | 0:11:42 | |
Yeah, their kind of stupidity was too much, | 0:11:43 | 0:11:45 | |
even for a juggernaut like my Iris. Massive embolism. Pow! | 0:11:45 | 0:11:50 | |
Got her to the hospital, but it was too late. Point is, | 0:11:51 | 0:11:55 | |
they meant to kill me, but got her instead. | 0:11:55 | 0:11:58 | |
All in the name of "political correctness." | 0:11:58 | 0:12:00 | |
There's an oxymoron if ever I heard one. | 0:12:00 | 0:12:03 | |
So there's your book, Nathan. Mind if I call you Nathan? | 0:12:03 | 0:12:06 | |
-Dean - -Just Coleman. All other titles I have given away. | 0:12:06 | 0:12:10 | |
Coleman. | 0:12:10 | 0:12:12 | |
I'm sorry, but... I write fiction | 0:12:12 | 0:12:16 | |
-and at the moment - -This'll read like "The Manchurian Candidate." | 0:12:16 | 0:12:19 | |
They murdered the wrong person, for Christ's sakes! For one word! | 0:12:19 | 0:12:23 | |
"Spooks!" | 0:12:23 | 0:12:25 | |
Spooks! It's unbelievable. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:29 | |
Let me tell you something, Nathan. My father was, er... | 0:12:30 | 0:12:35 | |
..a saloon-keeper in New Jersey. | 0:12:36 | 0:12:38 | |
Yeah, he was the only Jewish saloon-keeper in East Orange. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:42 | |
He only got as far as the seventh grade, but he insisted | 0:12:42 | 0:12:46 | |
on the precision of words. I have kept faith with him. | 0:12:46 | 0:12:50 | |
I have kept faith with him. | 0:12:50 | 0:12:52 | |
You don't mind a suggestion? Maybe you oughta write it yourself. | 0:12:53 | 0:12:57 | |
Yeah. Maybe I ought to. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:02 | |
Yeah... | 0:13:07 | 0:13:09 | |
I guess I oughta go. Let me ask you something. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:14 | |
Why are you hiding out here in the middle of the woods? | 0:13:14 | 0:13:18 | |
-Hiding out? -Yeah. Isn't that what you're doing? | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
What's the moment called in Greek tragedy, | 0:13:27 | 0:13:30 | |
the one where the hero learns that everything he knows is wrong? | 0:13:30 | 0:13:35 | |
It's called peripetio or peripeteia, take your choice. | 0:13:35 | 0:13:38 | |
Yeah... That's me. | 0:13:39 | 0:13:41 | |
Hey, you by any chance play gin rummy? | 0:13:44 | 0:13:47 | |
-JAZZ PIANO: -'This was how My friendship with Coleman began.' | 0:13:49 | 0:13:53 | |
'And how I came out from my reclusive life, | 0:13:53 | 0:13:57 | |
'living alone in a cabin by a lake.' | 0:13:57 | 0:14:00 | |
You're divorced, huh? | 0:14:01 | 0:14:03 | |
-Does it show? -Yeah, you have the look of a man at loose ends. | 0:14:04 | 0:14:09 | |
Takes one to know one. Why did your wife leave you? | 0:14:09 | 0:14:13 | |
Which one, the first or the second? | 0:14:13 | 0:14:16 | |
'Several years ago I had been diagnosed with prostate cancer.' | 0:14:16 | 0:14:20 | |
'Although the treatment was successful, | 0:14:20 | 0:14:22 | |
'I had nevertheless withdrawn to my cabin in the woods, | 0:14:22 | 0:14:26 | |
'away from the expectations and entanglements of modern life.' | 0:14:26 | 0:14:30 | |
'In the year that followed my meeting Coleman, | 0:14:30 | 0:14:33 | |
'the time it took him to write his book, we had dinner together | 0:14:33 | 0:14:38 | |
'several times a week, sometimes playing penny-a-point gin rummy, | 0:14:38 | 0:14:42 | |
'sometimes listening to music that came from a small FM station | 0:14:42 | 0:14:46 | |
'in Springfield that played '40s and '50s big band hits.' | 0:14:46 | 0:14:50 | |
'It was during that time | 0:14:51 | 0:14:53 | |
'that Coleman dragged me back to life, | 0:14:53 | 0:14:55 | |
'much as he had Athena College.' | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
-What's with the book? -The book has come and gone. -Meaning? | 0:15:00 | 0:15:04 | |
Meaning it's worthless. | 0:15:05 | 0:15:07 | |
Yeah. | 0:15:08 | 0:15:10 | |
You can't make a college without breaking egg-heads | 0:15:12 | 0:15:14 | |
and... I couldn't write a book called "Spooks" | 0:15:14 | 0:15:18 | |
that didn't sound like the...ravings of a lunatic. | 0:15:18 | 0:15:23 | |
So...all this is useless. | 0:15:23 | 0:15:28 | |
Unless you count the dubious thrill of re-reading old love letters. | 0:15:28 | 0:15:33 | |
Who's the girl? | 0:15:39 | 0:15:41 | |
-That's Steena Paulsson. -Very pretty. -Yeah. -This you? | 0:15:42 | 0:15:46 | |
Yeah, that's me. I met her when I was at NYU | 0:15:47 | 0:15:51 | |
and...it was 1948 | 0:15:51 | 0:15:53 | |
and I was on the GI Bill with the Navy behind me. | 0:15:53 | 0:15:57 | |
I used to live in the Village in those days | 0:15:57 | 0:16:00 | |
and I used to go to the library... It was just like fishing - | 0:16:00 | 0:16:04 | |
I'd go into the stacks and come out with a girl. 'Steena Paulsson...' | 0:16:04 | 0:16:09 | |
'I almost married her.' | 0:16:10 | 0:16:12 | |
Hi. | 0:16:21 | 0:16:23 | |
Hi. | 0:16:24 | 0:16:26 | |
-This book'll change your life, I promise. -All right. | 0:16:26 | 0:16:30 | |
-Come on in. It'll just take me a minute to find it. -Oh, | 0:16:30 | 0:16:35 | |
this is beautiful! I live in this dungeon | 0:16:35 | 0:16:37 | |
-at the bottom of an air-shaft on West 26th Street. -Some coffee? | 0:16:37 | 0:16:43 | |
-No, thank you, I should get back. -Just one cup, that's all, I promise. | 0:16:43 | 0:16:48 | |
-And the library stays open till ten. -Sure, why not? | 0:16:48 | 0:16:51 | |
Good. How do you take it? | 0:16:52 | 0:16:54 | |
Black is fine, thanks. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:56 | |
So - Steena Paulsson, that's - what is that, Swedish? | 0:16:58 | 0:17:03 | |
Close. It's Danish and Icelandic. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:06 | |
-So you're not from New York. -How could you tell... Fergus Falls, | 0:17:06 | 0:17:11 | |
-Minnesota. -Well, Miss Steena Paulsson | 0:17:11 | 0:17:13 | |
from Fergus Falls, Minnesota... | 0:17:13 | 0:17:17 | |
..this is my gift for you - | 0:17:17 | 0:17:19 | |
"Tender Is The Night," F Scott Fitzgerald. | 0:17:19 | 0:17:22 | |
-He's from the Midwest too. -Thank you. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:25 | |
You're welcome. | 0:17:26 | 0:17:28 | |
The coffee? | 0:17:30 | 0:17:32 | |
Coffee. | 0:17:33 | 0:17:35 | |
-What happened? -To what? -The cut over your eye. | 0:17:40 | 0:17:43 | |
Oh, er, boxing. It's just a hobby. | 0:17:43 | 0:17:47 | |
-You like that sort of thing? -Yes, I do. Don't get the wrong idea, | 0:17:47 | 0:17:52 | |
it's not about strength, it's really all about how smart you are. | 0:17:52 | 0:17:56 | |
Are you smart - Miss Paulsson? | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
What do you think, Mr Silk? | 0:17:59 | 0:18:01 | |
-I think you'd make a great boxer. -Good answer. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:07 | |
Come on, let's see. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:11 | |
-See what? -Show me. -Show you what? -Show me how good you are. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:17 | |
-OK. -OK. Are you right-handed? -Yes. | 0:18:17 | 0:18:21 | |
All right, put your left leg forward and your right leg back. | 0:18:21 | 0:18:25 | |
Bend at the knees. OK? Two fists. Your right one back by your chin. | 0:18:25 | 0:18:29 | |
Keep it cocked. Left one comes out in front of you. You jab with it. | 0:18:29 | 0:18:34 | |
Your thumbs are on the outside. Yeah. OK. It's like this. | 0:18:34 | 0:18:39 | |
Jab! | 0:18:39 | 0:18:41 | |
Jab! Jab! | 0:18:41 | 0:18:43 | |
-Try it. -Jab! Jab! Jab! | 0:18:44 | 0:18:47 | |
That's pretty good, for starters. Your right hand, | 0:18:47 | 0:18:50 | |
throw that in once in a while, just to mix the other guy up. | 0:18:50 | 0:18:55 | |
-That's a right cross. Like this. Jab! Jab-right! -Jab! Jab-right! | 0:18:55 | 0:18:59 | |
-Jab! Jab-right! -That's good. | 0:18:59 | 0:19:02 | |
-Jab, jab-right. -All right. The hands. | 0:19:02 | 0:19:05 | |
-OK. I'm getting hot. Jab. Jab-right. Jab. Jab-right. -Nice. | 0:19:05 | 0:19:10 | |
-Keep your right back by your chin. -Jab. Jab-right. Jab! Jab-right! | 0:19:10 | 0:19:15 | |
-Watch the hands. -Stop moving! Jab! Jab-right! Jab. Jab-right. | 0:19:15 | 0:19:18 | |
-That's good. -Jab. Jab-right. Jab. Jab-RIGHT! | 0:19:18 | 0:19:22 | |
Did I hurt you? | 0:19:22 | 0:19:24 | |
No. | 0:19:26 | 0:19:28 | |
Your heart's beating fast. | 0:19:32 | 0:19:34 | |
-I can't believe this... -Me neither. | 0:20:12 | 0:20:16 | |
I guess we do things a little differently back home. | 0:20:18 | 0:20:21 | |
Yes, I can imagine. | 0:20:22 | 0:20:24 | |
First...first we'd be eyeing each other. | 0:20:25 | 0:20:30 | |
-In church on Sundays, right? -Hm. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:34 | |
Then, as fall slipped into winter, | 0:20:35 | 0:20:37 | |
and the air turned cold, there'd be...sled-rides. | 0:20:37 | 0:20:42 | |
Skating on frozen lakes. | 0:20:43 | 0:20:45 | |
Singing carols around the Yuletide. | 0:20:46 | 0:20:49 | |
You forgot log-rolling. | 0:20:51 | 0:20:53 | |
And ducking for apples. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:55 | |
Go on, then, give me the straight dope. | 0:21:01 | 0:21:04 | |
Tell me about... real American courtship. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:08 | |
You're American. Jews are American. | 0:21:09 | 0:21:11 | |
RADIO PLAYS "Dancing Cheek To Cheek" by Fred Astaire | 0:21:20 | 0:21:23 | |
Listen. | 0:21:25 | 0:21:27 | |
It's Irving Berlin. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:29 | |
I hear that and everything in me just sort of unclenches | 0:21:31 | 0:21:35 | |
and the...the wish not to die... | 0:21:35 | 0:21:39 | |
..never to die... becomes almost too great to bear. | 0:21:40 | 0:21:45 | |
-TURNS VOLUME UP: -# Oh, I love to climb a mountain | 0:21:51 | 0:21:54 | |
# And to reach the highest peak | 0:21:54 | 0:21:57 | |
# But it doesn't thrill me half as much | 0:21:57 | 0:22:01 | |
# As dancing cheek to cheek | 0:22:01 | 0:22:03 | |
# Oh, I love to go out fishing | 0:22:03 | 0:22:06 | |
# In a river or a creek | 0:22:06 | 0:22:09 | |
# But I don't enjoy it half as much | 0:22:10 | 0:22:12 | |
# As dancing to cheek... # | 0:22:12 | 0:22:15 | |
Come on, dance with me. Come on, dance with me! | 0:22:16 | 0:22:20 | |
I'm not making a pass at you, come on! Loosen up! Live a little! | 0:22:20 | 0:22:25 | |
Come on, loosen up, relax. | 0:22:25 | 0:22:27 | |
-Just don't sing in my ear, right? -# Heaven -# Heaven | 0:22:27 | 0:22:31 | |
-# I'm in heaven.. # -Come on... This is good. It's good for you. | 0:22:31 | 0:22:35 | |
-# ..heart beats so that I can hardly speak.. # -Turn around. | 0:22:35 | 0:22:38 | |
-Beautiful. -# And I seem to find the happiness I seek | 0:22:38 | 0:22:46 | |
# When we're out together dancing # Cheek to cheek... # Good. | 0:22:46 | 0:22:52 | |
Good! Now a little spin. | 0:22:53 | 0:22:55 | |
Hey. Now a little soft-shoe. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:14 | |
Just look at that sky. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:17 | |
Very good. You're really good! Ha-ha! | 0:23:28 | 0:23:31 | |
SONG FADES | 0:23:31 | 0:23:33 | |
I'm having an affair, Nathan. I'm having an affair | 0:23:34 | 0:23:37 | |
with a 34-year-old woman. I can't tell you what it's done to me. | 0:23:37 | 0:23:41 | |
I think I have a pretty good idea. | 0:23:43 | 0:23:46 | |
When this stuff comes back so late in life, | 0:23:46 | 0:23:49 | |
completely unexpected, | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
completely unwanted, | 0:23:52 | 0:23:54 | |
it comes back with such force. | 0:23:54 | 0:23:56 | |
There's nothing you can do about it. Nothing can dilute it. | 0:23:59 | 0:24:02 | |
And when she's 34... | 0:24:02 | 0:24:05 | |
And ignitable, Nathan. Ignitable. | 0:24:05 | 0:24:10 | |
Ever hear of something called Viagra? Well...without Viagra, | 0:24:11 | 0:24:16 | |
I could continue into my declining years | 0:24:16 | 0:24:19 | |
and still draw profound philosophical conclusions | 0:24:19 | 0:24:23 | |
and still have a steady moral influence on the young. | 0:24:23 | 0:24:27 | |
Without Viagra, I would not be doing something that makes no sense at all. | 0:24:27 | 0:24:31 | |
Something that is ill-considered. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:34 | |
And potentially disastrous for all concerned. | 0:24:37 | 0:24:41 | |
Just where exactly did you find this astounding woman? | 0:24:41 | 0:24:44 | |
-We're closing. -Two minutes, that's all I need. | 0:24:46 | 0:24:48 | |
-I said we're closing. -Two minutes, I promise! | 0:24:48 | 0:24:51 | |
It's OK. Thank you. | 0:24:53 | 0:24:55 | |
-Couldn't wait until tomorrow, huh? -No. It's my sister's birthday. | 0:24:57 | 0:25:02 | |
Good. Thank you. | 0:25:04 | 0:25:06 | |
Hi, Phil. | 0:25:12 | 0:25:14 | |
-WOMAN ON RADIO: -".. you telling me, Mr Starr, | 0:25:25 | 0:25:28 | |
-"you believe the President was lying?" -"As a witness, | 0:25:28 | 0:25:31 | |
"when you take an oath it's a sacred obligation, | 0:25:31 | 0:25:34 | |
"if you are a believer, that you're going to tell the truth | 0:25:34 | 0:25:38 | |
"and you say 'So help me, God.' Serious business." | 0:25:38 | 0:25:41 | |
-You got car trouble? -Every other day. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:48 | |
Can I give you a lift? Where can I drop you? | 0:25:50 | 0:25:54 | |
-Nickerson's? -That's the dairy farm? -Yeah. | 0:25:54 | 0:25:58 | |
-You mind if I smoke? -No, go ahead. | 0:25:59 | 0:26:02 | |
Yeah, two dykes run it. They're giving me a room | 0:26:02 | 0:26:05 | |
in exchange for doing the milking. | 0:26:05 | 0:26:08 | |
-So you work at the post office and the dairy farm? -And the college. | 0:26:09 | 0:26:15 | |
Faunia Farley, custodial staff. | 0:26:15 | 0:26:18 | |
-Oh. -Says so on my name-tag. | 0:26:18 | 0:26:21 | |
-Like to keep busy, huh? -Action is the enemy of thought. | 0:26:21 | 0:26:25 | |
Who said that? | 0:26:26 | 0:26:29 | |
-Thanks for the lift. -OK. | 0:26:41 | 0:26:44 | |
-Wanna come in? -Hm? | 0:27:06 | 0:27:09 | |
Um...you mean now? | 0:27:14 | 0:27:17 | |
-Mm-hm. -I haven't been this close to a woman for - | 0:27:17 | 0:27:20 | |
Since your wife died. I know. | 0:27:20 | 0:27:23 | |
SIGHS | 0:27:26 | 0:27:28 | |
-Listen... -CLEARS THROAT | 0:27:29 | 0:27:31 | |
We should get something straight. | 0:27:33 | 0:27:35 | |
If you're looking for sympathy... you've come to the wrong place. | 0:27:38 | 0:27:44 | |
I don't do sympathy. | 0:27:48 | 0:27:50 | |
Hey... | 0:27:54 | 0:27:56 | |
Whatever. | 0:27:57 | 0:27:59 | |
-Thanks for the ride. -OK. Take care. | 0:28:08 | 0:28:12 | |
EXHALES HEAVILY: Oh God...! | 0:28:27 | 0:28:29 | |
STARTS CAR | 0:28:38 | 0:28:41 | |
TURNS ENGINE OFF | 0:28:48 | 0:28:50 | |
-Hi. -Hi. | 0:29:37 | 0:29:40 | |
It's nothing personal, but... | 0:29:43 | 0:29:45 | |
..you gotta go. I just... | 0:29:47 | 0:29:51 | |
-I don't wanna wake up in the morning and have you here so... -Hm. | 0:29:54 | 0:29:58 | |
Like I said, it's nothing personal. | 0:29:59 | 0:30:01 | |
OK... | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
Oh God... | 0:30:08 | 0:30:10 | |
Will I see you again? | 0:30:16 | 0:30:18 | |
-You can't much miss me. -Hm. | 0:30:23 | 0:30:25 | |
-What's that? -Question is... | 0:30:37 | 0:30:40 | |
..will I see YOU again? | 0:30:42 | 0:30:44 | |
MOOS | 0:30:45 | 0:30:47 | |
What are you thinking? | 0:31:48 | 0:31:50 | |
-I'm thinking you're gonna ruin it. -No, I'm not. -Yes, y'are. | 0:31:54 | 0:31:58 | |
Just leave it alone, don't try and get inside my head. | 0:31:58 | 0:32:02 | |
Why do we have to talk? | 0:32:03 | 0:32:05 | |
All right. All right, have it your way. | 0:32:08 | 0:32:12 | |
I was thinking I'm a crow. | 0:32:16 | 0:32:19 | |
-A crow? In what way a crow? CHUCKLES: -Uh-uh. | 0:32:19 | 0:32:23 | |
-Your turn. -I was wondering | 0:32:24 | 0:32:27 | |
-what it's like making love... -Fucking. -OK, fucking an old man. | 0:32:27 | 0:32:32 | |
It's perfect. | 0:32:37 | 0:32:39 | |
No surprises. | 0:32:40 | 0:32:41 | |
-What's it like being out of a job? -It's lonely. Like you, I guess. | 0:32:46 | 0:32:51 | |
My turn. Um... aside from that wreck of a car, | 0:32:53 | 0:32:57 | |
you don't seem to have any possessions. No books, no pict - | 0:32:57 | 0:33:02 | |
Action is the enemy of thought... | 0:33:03 | 0:33:05 | |
All right. | 0:33:12 | 0:33:14 | |
-My life story - is that what you want? -Mm-hm. -Fine. | 0:33:15 | 0:33:20 | |
I grew up with a lotta possessions. | 0:33:24 | 0:33:27 | |
My father was rich, very rich. Lots of servants. | 0:33:28 | 0:33:33 | |
Whole nine yards. | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
-Don't you believe me? -Yeah, I believe you. | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
Then my parents got divorced and my mother remarried. | 0:33:43 | 0:33:47 | |
Thing is, this one couldn't keep his hands off me - | 0:33:49 | 0:33:53 | |
bedtime stories his speciality. | 0:33:53 | 0:33:55 | |
"Hey, sweetheart, let me read you a story." Next thing you know it... | 0:33:55 | 0:33:59 | |
-..fingers in me. -You don't have to tell me this. -Hey, you asked. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:04 | |
Told my mother. She didn't believe me. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:10 | |
Nobody believed me. When I was 14 he tried to fuck me. | 0:34:10 | 0:34:14 | |
That's when I split, I went to Florida. | 0:34:14 | 0:34:17 | |
Then a little of this and that... | 0:34:18 | 0:34:20 | |
I dunno, y'know, girl like me... always get by. | 0:34:24 | 0:34:30 | |
No possessions. Travel light. | 0:34:32 | 0:34:34 | |
SIGHS | 0:34:45 | 0:34:47 | |
-Yeah...! -Yeah... | 0:34:49 | 0:34:51 | |
Real nice... | 0:34:51 | 0:34:53 | |
My lover... | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
-Did you hear something? -Hear what? | 0:35:10 | 0:35:12 | |
-Didn't hear anything. -Ssshhh! | 0:35:12 | 0:35:15 | |
-What is it? -No, no, no, ssshh! -I can't - -Ssshhhh! | 0:35:16 | 0:35:20 | |
-It's Les. -Who's Les? | 0:35:25 | 0:35:27 | |
Oh, shit! | 0:35:29 | 0:35:31 | |
It's my ex-husband. | 0:35:32 | 0:35:34 | |
He follows me around. I can feel him, he's out there somewhere. | 0:35:37 | 0:35:41 | |
-I can handle him. I used to be a pretty good boxer. -Listen. | 0:35:43 | 0:35:47 | |
I'm not kidding. He's out of his fucking mind. | 0:35:47 | 0:35:50 | |
He did two tours of duty in 'Nam. | 0:35:50 | 0:35:53 | |
He used to beat me up. | 0:35:59 | 0:36:01 | |
One time he put me in a coma for two days. | 0:36:04 | 0:36:08 | |
Hey. There's nobody there. | 0:36:09 | 0:36:12 | |
-WOMAN: -Ever kill anyone in Vietnam, | 0:36:12 | 0:36:14 | |
-Mr Farley? -Did I ever kill anyone? -Mm-hm. | 0:36:14 | 0:36:17 | |
Isn't that what I was supposed to do when I was sent to fucking Vietnam? | 0:36:17 | 0:36:22 | |
They said everything goes, so...everything went. | 0:36:23 | 0:36:28 | |
Let's get something straight from the start. | 0:36:29 | 0:36:32 | |
-I never hurt her, OK? -Mm-hm. | 0:36:32 | 0:36:36 | |
Never. | 0:36:38 | 0:36:40 | |
And I never hurt the kids. | 0:36:40 | 0:36:42 | |
That was all lies. | 0:36:42 | 0:36:44 | |
That blue-blooded whore... Her parents were rich | 0:36:45 | 0:36:47 | |
and she wouldn't ask for a fucking dime | 0:36:47 | 0:36:50 | |
to help me with the kids. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:52 | |
She never cared about anybody but herself. | 0:36:55 | 0:36:58 | |
I shoulda never let her go off with the kids. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:02 | |
She... | 0:37:02 | 0:37:04 | |
-You sure it's all right if I smoke? -Yeah. | 0:37:07 | 0:37:10 | |
She waited until I was in rehab. | 0:37:13 | 0:37:15 | |
That's why she wanted me in rehab to start with, | 0:37:15 | 0:37:18 | |
so she could take the kids. She used the whole thing against me | 0:37:18 | 0:37:23 | |
to get the kids away. She had no right to steal my kids. | 0:37:23 | 0:37:27 | |
Now she's fucking this old Jew. | 0:37:28 | 0:37:30 | |
I shoulda killed her back then. | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
I'm sorry, madam, smoking is prohibited in the restaurant. | 0:37:40 | 0:37:44 | |
-Sorry. -Thank you. | 0:37:44 | 0:37:46 | |
-Sorry about that. -Oh, it's fine. | 0:37:48 | 0:37:50 | |
Seem to have banned smoking everywhere now. This OK for you? | 0:37:50 | 0:37:54 | |
Sure. | 0:37:55 | 0:37:57 | |
Coleman? I don't know if this is such a good idea, y'know? | 0:38:03 | 0:38:08 | |
It's a fine restaurant. They specialise in fish - | 0:38:08 | 0:38:11 | |
-Sorry I'm late. -Oh, hi. | 0:38:11 | 0:38:13 | |
Nathan, this is - this is Faunia. | 0:38:13 | 0:38:16 | |
-This is my friend Nathan Zuckerman. -Hi. -Nathan is a writer. | 0:38:16 | 0:38:20 | |
Good writer. What's that prize you...almost won? | 0:38:20 | 0:38:24 | |
Aw, never mind, never mind. I've been teaching Coleman | 0:38:24 | 0:38:28 | |
-how to play gin rummy. -Full of surprises, aren't you?! -Hm? | 0:38:28 | 0:38:32 | |
OK? | 0:38:33 | 0:38:35 | |
-Just wanted you to meet a friend of mine - -So, er, | 0:38:36 | 0:38:40 | |
-Coleman's told me so much about you. -He hasn't told me shit about you. | 0:38:40 | 0:38:44 | |
What did he tell you? That he's fucking a cleaning lady? | 0:38:44 | 0:38:49 | |
-Why are you doing this to me? -Doing what? -Why are you doing this?! | 0:38:49 | 0:38:53 | |
You know exactly what you're doing! Want somebody to talk to? | 0:38:53 | 0:38:57 | |
You have a good time, I'm outta here. | 0:38:57 | 0:39:00 | |
-I'm sorry about that. -Coleman - -Later. | 0:39:04 | 0:39:08 | |
Well, you've really come down in the world, haven't you? | 0:39:24 | 0:39:27 | |
Dean of the college, professor of classics... | 0:39:29 | 0:39:31 | |
Look what you ended up with. | 0:39:32 | 0:39:34 | |
-So what'd you tell him about me? -Nathan's my friend, that's all. | 0:39:36 | 0:39:40 | |
-Just my friend. -Did you tell him I was a little whore? | 0:39:40 | 0:39:44 | |
Thing is, you can't handle fucking someone | 0:39:45 | 0:39:47 | |
you can't take to a fancy restaurant. | 0:39:47 | 0:39:50 | |
Let's just end it. Y'know? Just end it, end it right now. | 0:39:54 | 0:40:01 | |
Hey. | 0:40:02 | 0:40:04 | |
Don't get it, do you? | 0:40:07 | 0:40:09 | |
I can't. | 0:40:14 | 0:40:16 | |
I simply can't. | 0:40:17 | 0:40:19 | |
ENGINE REVVING NOISILY | 0:40:48 | 0:40:50 | |
REVVING | 0:41:00 | 0:41:01 | |
(Turn off the fucking light! It's Les.) | 0:41:02 | 0:41:05 | |
Don't worry, I already called the cops. | 0:41:05 | 0:41:08 | |
-They'll be here any minute. -CONTINUES REVVING | 0:41:08 | 0:41:11 | |
I know how to deal with him, all right? We just have to wait. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:15 | |
-What the fuck?! You can't go out, he's fucking crazy! -So am I. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:24 | |
-Hey, Farley! What do you want, Farley? -Come on outta there, | 0:41:25 | 0:41:29 | |
-you murdering bitch! Did she tell ya? Did she? -What? | 0:41:29 | 0:41:33 | |
That she gave some guy a blowjob | 0:41:33 | 0:41:36 | |
-while the kids were catching on fire? -Get away | 0:41:36 | 0:41:39 | |
-or I'll brain you! -Huh? -Away! -Put that down | 0:41:39 | 0:41:42 | |
before I ram it through your skull! That's my wife you're fucking! | 0:41:42 | 0:41:46 | |
-I wanna talk to her. -Les! | 0:41:46 | 0:41:48 | |
Hi, baby. | 0:41:50 | 0:41:52 | |
-Hi, sweetheart. -Go home. Come on. | 0:41:53 | 0:41:57 | |
-It's all right, I can... Come on, go home. Hear that? -FAINT SIREN | 0:42:00 | 0:42:05 | |
-I had to call the cops. -You always fucking do that - | 0:42:06 | 0:42:10 | |
I just wanna talk to you. You murdering fucking cunt... | 0:42:10 | 0:42:14 | |
-Come on, darling. Why're you fucking this old guy anyhow? -Away from her. | 0:42:14 | 0:42:19 | |
Come on, we'll go for a ride. I'll bring you right back, | 0:42:19 | 0:42:23 | |
I promise. Fuck 'em. Come on. | 0:42:23 | 0:42:26 | |
-No. -They know me, they're not gonna do anything. -C'mon, Les. -I swear, | 0:42:26 | 0:42:31 | |
-I'll bring you back. -I don't wanna talk to you. -Fucking hands off me! | 0:42:31 | 0:42:35 | |
Fuck it! This is payback for what I did in 'Nam. | 0:42:37 | 0:42:41 | |
This is what I fucking get for saving my fucking country! | 0:42:41 | 0:42:44 | |
All the shit I went through! I come home to some murdering bitch | 0:42:44 | 0:42:49 | |
who treats me like garbage?! Please, no more of this! | 0:42:49 | 0:42:52 | |
No more! | 0:42:53 | 0:42:55 | |
You wanted to know why I didn't have any possessions. | 0:42:58 | 0:43:01 | |
This is what's left of my kids. | 0:43:23 | 0:43:25 | |
This. | 0:43:27 | 0:43:29 | |
It was an accident. And he knows. | 0:43:36 | 0:43:39 | |
He knows the truth. | 0:43:39 | 0:43:41 | |
There was, er - there was a heater. | 0:43:44 | 0:43:47 | |
And... | 0:43:50 | 0:43:52 | |
..it tipped over. And the place... | 0:43:53 | 0:43:56 | |
..place caught fire. I just... | 0:43:58 | 0:44:03 | |
Y'know, I can't figure out what I should do with them. | 0:44:03 | 0:44:07 | |
I don't know, do I keep 'em? | 0:44:07 | 0:44:10 | |
Do I bury 'em? | 0:44:13 | 0:44:15 | |
I don't know. | 0:44:18 | 0:44:20 | |
What are you looking at? Huh? | 0:44:24 | 0:44:27 | |
Is this all too trailer-trash for you? | 0:44:28 | 0:44:31 | |
Just get outta here. | 0:44:35 | 0:44:37 | |
Go on, just leave. You don't wanna be a part of this. | 0:44:38 | 0:44:42 | |
SOBS | 0:45:00 | 0:45:02 | |
Don't stay. | 0:45:09 | 0:45:11 | |
Please go! | 0:45:18 | 0:45:20 | |
Please go... | 0:45:23 | 0:45:25 | |
Please go... Go... | 0:45:57 | 0:46:02 | |
"Everyone knows you're exploiting an abused woman half your age." | 0:46:11 | 0:46:15 | |
-Well, if this doesn't take the cake. -What's more, I know damn well | 0:46:15 | 0:46:19 | |
-who wrote this. -Who? -Delphine Roux. | 0:46:19 | 0:46:22 | |
Professor of Languages and Literature. | 0:46:22 | 0:46:24 | |
-I hired her. Hired all of them. -Why would she send you this? -No idea, | 0:46:24 | 0:46:29 | |
you're my lawyer. Send her a letter, warn her off. | 0:46:29 | 0:46:32 | |
-She'll just deny - -That's her writing. | 0:46:33 | 0:46:35 | |
-Any handwriting expert will confirm that. -Coleman, | 0:46:35 | 0:46:37 | |
forget the letter - what are you gonna do about Lester Farley? | 0:46:37 | 0:46:41 | |
I'll get an injunction. A restraining order, | 0:46:41 | 0:46:45 | |
-I don't know. -Have you any idea what you're getting into? You want | 0:46:45 | 0:46:49 | |
that I fight a legal war on two fronts - | 0:46:49 | 0:46:52 | |
with a phantom correspondent and with a lunatic. I can get you | 0:46:52 | 0:46:56 | |
a handwriting expert, a bullet-proof vest - | 0:46:56 | 0:46:58 | |
but I can't provide you with what you'll never have | 0:46:58 | 0:47:01 | |
as long as you're involved with her - a scandal-free life. | 0:47:01 | 0:47:05 | |
Is she HIV-negative, by the way? Did you have her tested? | 0:47:05 | 0:47:08 | |
Did you use a condom? And if you don't use protection, does she? | 0:47:08 | 0:47:13 | |
How do you know she doesn't wanna use you | 0:47:13 | 0:47:16 | |
to make up for all that she's lost? Do you want a paternity suit? | 0:47:16 | 0:47:20 | |
Give up the girl, Achilles. I took your Intro to European Lit | 0:47:20 | 0:47:24 | |
umpteen years ago - give her up and your troubles go away. | 0:47:24 | 0:47:29 | |
Faunia Farley is not in your league and she's not from your world. | 0:47:29 | 0:47:34 | |
Last night you got a good look at her world. The fact is... | 0:47:34 | 0:47:38 | |
..she ain't worth it. Achilles on Viagra - | 0:47:39 | 0:47:44 | |
how much sense does that make anyway? | 0:47:44 | 0:47:46 | |
Ah, Nelson... Sorry, have you quite finished? | 0:47:49 | 0:47:53 | |
-Yes. -Nelson, you're a genuine vocal master. | 0:47:53 | 0:47:59 | |
And so rich with contempt for every last human problem | 0:47:59 | 0:48:03 | |
-you've never had to face - -Listen, I - -No, you listen. | 0:48:03 | 0:48:06 | |
I never again wanna hear that self-admiring voice of yours | 0:48:06 | 0:48:10 | |
or see your smug lilywhite face. | 0:48:10 | 0:48:14 | |
Coleman, use the left! Coleman! Coleman! Jab! Jab! | 0:48:14 | 0:48:18 | |
Nail him! Right! Move in! Move in! Come on! Good, good, good! | 0:48:18 | 0:48:24 | |
Finish it off, finish it off. | 0:48:27 | 0:48:29 | |
That's enough. That's enough. | 0:48:30 | 0:48:33 | |
-Next week, West Point. -Come on, Doc, | 0:48:33 | 0:48:35 | |
-that guy's got five pounds on me! -But he's slow. You'll take him easy. | 0:48:35 | 0:48:40 | |
Besides, the coach of Pitt is gonna be there. | 0:48:40 | 0:48:43 | |
-He's a buddy of mine. I want him to see you fight. -So? -So?! | 0:48:43 | 0:48:47 | |
Once he sees your stuff and once I tell him about your grades, | 0:48:47 | 0:48:52 | |
-I'm pretty sure he'll offer you a scholarship. -I can't go to Pitt! | 0:48:52 | 0:48:56 | |
-My dad wants me to go to Howard. -He's an optician, your dad? -Was. | 0:48:56 | 0:49:01 | |
-Lost his business in the Depression. -Coleman, just box for the guy, | 0:49:01 | 0:49:05 | |
that's all. Then we'll see what happens. | 0:49:05 | 0:49:09 | |
OK. | 0:49:09 | 0:49:11 | |
One thing - when you meet the guy from Pitt, | 0:49:11 | 0:49:14 | |
don't tell him you're coloured, OK? | 0:49:14 | 0:49:17 | |
-Don't tell him? -Don't bring it up. | 0:49:19 | 0:49:22 | |
You're neither one thing nor the other. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:24 | |
-You're Silky Silk, that's all. -He won't know? -How? | 0:49:24 | 0:49:28 | |
Here's the top kid from East Orange High, | 0:49:28 | 0:49:31 | |
with Doc Chizner - he'll think you're Jewish. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:33 | |
-You're late! -I know. -Walter's home on leave. | 0:49:46 | 0:49:49 | |
Hide this for me, will you? | 0:49:49 | 0:49:52 | |
Sorry I'm late. Hey, Mom. | 0:49:52 | 0:49:54 | |
-Walt. -Cole. -How are ya? -Fine. | 0:49:55 | 0:49:59 | |
So what's this I hear about you being class valedictorian? | 0:50:00 | 0:50:04 | |
-It's all true. -With the only 4.0 grade average, | 0:50:04 | 0:50:07 | |
-who else would they choose? -Yes, we're very proud of Coleman... | 0:50:07 | 0:50:12 | |
-May I enquire how you did, Cole? -How I did? -Today in the boxing ring. | 0:50:12 | 0:50:17 | |
I'm asking whether you won or lost your bout. | 0:50:17 | 0:50:20 | |
-Did you tell him? -Kindly answer my question. | 0:50:21 | 0:50:24 | |
-I won. -How many fights have you won? | 0:50:26 | 0:50:29 | |
Eleven. | 0:50:33 | 0:50:34 | |
And how many have you lost? | 0:50:34 | 0:50:36 | |
None. | 0:50:38 | 0:50:40 | |
So far. | 0:50:40 | 0:50:41 | |
-When were you planning on turning professional? -Dad - | 0:50:46 | 0:50:49 | |
This does not concern you, Walter. | 0:50:49 | 0:50:51 | |
-I asked you a question, young man. -Doc says I could get | 0:50:56 | 0:51:00 | |
an athletics scholarship. Maybe to Pitt. | 0:51:00 | 0:51:03 | |
Like Walter, you will go to Howard. And after Howard, | 0:51:06 | 0:51:09 | |
should you choose to become a doctor, | 0:51:09 | 0:51:12 | |
you will not be doing your hands any good in a boxing ring. | 0:51:12 | 0:51:16 | |
Coleman, if I were your father, | 0:51:18 | 0:51:20 | |
-do you know what I would tell you? -You are my father. -I'm not sure. | 0:51:20 | 0:51:25 | |
-I was thinking Doc Chitzner was your father. -He's my coach, | 0:51:25 | 0:51:29 | |
that's all. | 0:51:29 | 0:51:31 | |
He teaches me how to fight. You're my father. | 0:51:33 | 0:51:36 | |
If I were your father, know what I would tell you now? | 0:51:36 | 0:51:40 | |
I would say, "You won today - good." | 0:51:40 | 0:51:43 | |
Now you can retire undefeated. | 0:51:43 | 0:51:46 | |
You're retired. | 0:51:49 | 0:51:50 | |
If you'll excuse me, I don't wish to be late for my train. | 0:51:55 | 0:52:00 | |
-Boy? -Yes, sir? | 0:52:22 | 0:52:25 | |
This fish is overcooked. | 0:52:25 | 0:52:27 | |
Very sorry. I will attend to it right away, sir. | 0:52:28 | 0:52:32 | |
-MINISTER: -"Cowards die many times Before their death. | 0:52:39 | 0:52:41 | |
"The valiant only taste death but once. | 0:52:42 | 0:52:45 | |
"Of all the wonders that yet I have heard | 0:52:45 | 0:52:48 | |
"It seems to me most strange that men should fear, | 0:52:48 | 0:52:51 | |
"Seeing that death, a necessary end, | 0:52:51 | 0:52:53 | |
"Will come when it will come." | 0:52:53 | 0:52:56 | |
Clarence Silk knew well these words from "Julius Caesar." | 0:52:56 | 0:53:00 | |
He was a man of great intellect, unflinching courage | 0:53:00 | 0:53:05 | |
and an uncompromising honour. | 0:53:05 | 0:53:07 | |
But above all else, he was devoted to his family - | 0:53:07 | 0:53:11 | |
his wife, Dorothy, his sons Walter and Coleman | 0:53:11 | 0:53:16 | |
and his pride and joy, young Ernestine. | 0:53:16 | 0:53:20 | |
Clarence Silk was the finest man I've ever met. | 0:53:20 | 0:53:23 | |
Coleman? | 0:53:25 | 0:53:27 | |
You're on duty? Tonight?! | 0:53:45 | 0:53:48 | |
It's better this way, for me anyway. | 0:53:52 | 0:53:54 | |
I never knew him, Mom. | 0:53:58 | 0:54:01 | |
Not really. I didn't have any idea what he went through. | 0:54:03 | 0:54:07 | |
Day after day after day... | 0:54:08 | 0:54:11 | |
I don't believe he wanted you to know, dear. | 0:54:11 | 0:54:14 | |
-He couldn't see the point. -Point is, if you're coloured... | 0:54:14 | 0:54:19 | |
..it doesn't matter how much you know... | 0:54:20 | 0:54:22 | |
-..you work in the dining car. -He did that so you wouldn't have to. | 0:54:23 | 0:54:29 | |
Coleman, you don't have to worry. Your father's insurance | 0:54:29 | 0:54:34 | |
and your academic record will see to it | 0:54:34 | 0:54:37 | |
-that you get into Howard. -I heard all about Howard from Walt. | 0:54:37 | 0:54:41 | |
He said, "They're always talking about 'the Negro people.'" | 0:54:41 | 0:54:45 | |
"About 'we, the Negro people.'" | 0:54:45 | 0:54:48 | |
I'm not a political person, Mom, I don't understand who this "we" is. | 0:54:49 | 0:54:54 | |
-Who do you think you are? -I know who I am. -You need to be proud | 0:54:54 | 0:55:00 | |
-of your race. -What about me? What about just being proud | 0:55:00 | 0:55:06 | |
of being me? It's my life. | 0:55:06 | 0:55:09 | |
-Or don't I get any say in the matter? -Coleman, | 0:55:09 | 0:55:12 | |
-I'm not clever enough to argue with you. -Then don't. | 0:55:12 | 0:55:15 | |
Don't let's argue. | 0:55:15 | 0:55:18 | |
I love you, Mom. | 0:55:21 | 0:55:23 | |
But don't ask me to go there. | 0:55:23 | 0:55:25 | |
Coleman, you're barely 18 years old. | 0:55:27 | 0:55:31 | |
What are you gonna do? | 0:55:31 | 0:55:33 | |
Have a seat. | 0:55:34 | 0:55:36 | |
-Have a registration card? -Yes. | 0:55:39 | 0:55:42 | |
Welcome to the Navy, young man. | 0:56:11 | 0:56:13 | |
So what did the lawyer say? He was more worried about Lester Farley? | 0:56:16 | 0:56:19 | |
-Yeah. -Well - -I don't wanna talk about Lester Farley. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:22 | |
-Anyway I can handle him. -Coleman, you yourself told me | 0:56:22 | 0:56:26 | |
Farley's been locked up in the mental ward | 0:56:26 | 0:56:28 | |
at the VA hospital. Twice. What do you think would've happened | 0:56:28 | 0:56:32 | |
last night without the police? | 0:56:32 | 0:56:34 | |
Lester Farley's not going to just disappear off the face of the earth. | 0:56:34 | 0:56:39 | |
This kinda thing will happen again. Next time you may not be so lucky. | 0:56:39 | 0:56:43 | |
-So - I'll just throw her to the wolves. -I'm not thinking | 0:56:43 | 0:56:47 | |
-about her, I'm thinking about you. -Nathan, she's waiting for that - | 0:56:47 | 0:56:51 | |
-to her, sex and betrayal are synonymous. -Coleman, | 0:56:51 | 0:56:53 | |
every mistake a man can make usually has a sexual accelerator. | 0:56:53 | 0:56:58 | |
-The things that restore you can also destroy you. -I know that. | 0:56:58 | 0:57:02 | |
-I'll tell you something, I don't give a damn. -These things | 0:57:02 | 0:57:06 | |
don't come without a cost. Look what's happening - | 0:57:06 | 0:57:08 | |
people say you got her pregnant and she had an abortion, | 0:57:08 | 0:57:12 | |
-tried to kill herself. -Uh-huh? What else do they say, Nathan? Hm? | 0:57:12 | 0:57:16 | |
-What else are they saying, Nathan? -Don't you look at me like that, | 0:57:17 | 0:57:22 | |
-I know this is bullshit, I'm your friend. -Then act like one! | 0:57:22 | 0:57:26 | |
Stop judging me and stop judging her! Jesus Christ! | 0:57:26 | 0:57:30 | |
-Then Rachmaninoff. -PIANO INTRODUCTION | 0:57:40 | 0:57:42 | |
Dance for me. | 0:57:48 | 0:57:50 | |
SLOW JAZZ | 0:57:52 | 0:57:54 | |
# Ta-da! # | 0:59:30 | 0:59:32 | |
That has got to be... the single most...sexy dance | 0:59:35 | 0:59:40 | |
ever danced by a girl from Fergus Falls in history. | 0:59:40 | 0:59:45 | |
-(I love you. I love you.) -(I know.) -I love you. | 0:59:45 | 0:59:50 | |
(I love you. I love you. I love you.) | 0:59:50 | 0:59:54 | |
I wanna spend my life with you. | 0:59:57 | 0:59:59 | |
MUSIC ENDS | 0:59:59 | 1:00:01 | |
What are you doing Sunday? | 1:00:07 | 1:00:09 | |
-Nothing. Why? -On Sunday, we're taking the train to New Jersey. | 1:00:09 | 1:00:16 | |
To have dinner with my mother. | 1:00:17 | 1:00:19 | |
OK. | 1:00:22 | 1:00:23 | |
-OK? -I'd like that. | 1:00:23 | 1:00:26 | |
Well, I hope she likes me. | 1:00:33 | 1:00:35 | |
-I hope the chocolates are OK. -The chocolates'll be fine. | 1:00:37 | 1:00:40 | |
-Maybe I should've gotten flowers. There was a place back - -No, | 1:00:40 | 1:00:44 | |
-the chocolates'll be fine and you'll be fine. -OK. -You know, | 1:00:44 | 1:00:47 | |
this is my old paper route. That's where I crashed my bike | 1:00:47 | 1:00:51 | |
-into Mr Harris's front porch. -Which one? -Right over there. | 1:00:51 | 1:00:55 | |
My father made me pay for the damage, to bike and porch. | 1:00:55 | 1:00:59 | |
Scared... | 1:01:04 | 1:01:06 | |
I love you. You know that, don't you? | 1:01:07 | 1:01:10 | |
Love you too. | 1:01:11 | 1:01:13 | |
Hi. Sorry we're late. | 1:01:15 | 1:01:19 | |
Mother, this is Steena Paulsson. | 1:01:20 | 1:01:22 | |
Steena, this is my mother. | 1:01:22 | 1:01:25 | |
How lovely. Please come in. | 1:01:25 | 1:01:28 | |
It's quite a beautiful city, Fergus Falls. It's quite unusual, | 1:01:29 | 1:01:33 | |
because we have the Otter Tail Lake and the Otter Tail River | 1:01:33 | 1:01:37 | |
very close to each other. My father owns a small hardware supply store | 1:01:37 | 1:01:41 | |
and lumber yard there. He's a disorganised one, | 1:01:41 | 1:01:45 | |
cuts himself, doesn't even bother to wash it. | 1:01:45 | 1:01:48 | |
They're tough, those Icelanders. | 1:01:48 | 1:01:50 | |
Actually, I didn't even know they were called Icelanders, | 1:01:52 | 1:01:55 | |
growing up. My mother, she's Erasmus and she's the opposite. | 1:01:55 | 1:02:00 | |
Sets table for Saturday dinner at five the night before. | 1:02:00 | 1:02:03 | |
I guess I was sort of caught between the two extremes | 1:02:03 | 1:02:07 | |
and so I decided to get away for college. | 1:02:07 | 1:02:11 | |
Out of their reach, so to speak. | 1:02:11 | 1:02:13 | |
-That's how I came to New York. -I've never been to the Midwest, | 1:02:13 | 1:02:18 | |
but I'm sure I'd like it. Coleman, wouldn't you like to see it? | 1:02:18 | 1:02:22 | |
New York City! Final destination. Penn Station, New York City! | 1:02:22 | 1:02:28 | |
Steena? | 1:02:33 | 1:02:35 | |
Honey, we're almost there. | 1:02:37 | 1:02:39 | |
Honey? | 1:02:48 | 1:02:50 | |
I can't do this, Coleman. | 1:03:06 | 1:03:08 | |
I love you. | 1:03:11 | 1:03:13 | |
I love you, but I can't. | 1:03:16 | 1:03:18 | |
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the St Nicholas Arena. | 1:03:37 | 1:03:42 | |
Tonight, in our opening bout, | 1:03:42 | 1:03:44 | |
from East Orange, New Jersey, | 1:03:44 | 1:03:46 | |
weighing 162 pounds, Coleman "Silky" Silk! | 1:03:46 | 1:03:51 | |
His opponent, from Rochester, New York, | 1:03:52 | 1:03:56 | |
weighing 170 pounds, Sugar Pete Cunningham! | 1:03:56 | 1:04:00 | |
Record - six wins, one loss - | 1:04:00 | 1:04:02 | |
Take it easy with him, OK? Just give the people their money's worth. | 1:04:02 | 1:04:07 | |
Dance him around for three, four rounds, then go to work. | 1:04:07 | 1:04:10 | |
BELL | 1:04:12 | 1:04:13 | |
Hey, kid. Hey! | 1:04:51 | 1:04:53 | |
I asked you nicely to give folks their money's worth. | 1:04:54 | 1:04:58 | |
I'm 162 pounds, he's 170 - I'm supposed to let him | 1:04:58 | 1:05:01 | |
hit me in the head ten extra times to put on a show? | 1:05:01 | 1:05:06 | |
I ain't holding up no nigger. | 1:05:06 | 1:05:08 | |
MUSIC: String Quartet in C Major by Schubert | 1:05:10 | 1:05:12 | |
(It's beautiful, isn't it? Hey?) | 1:06:09 | 1:06:11 | |
I have to go. | 1:06:22 | 1:06:24 | |
Stay tonight. | 1:06:27 | 1:06:29 | |
Uh-uh. | 1:06:32 | 1:06:34 | |
No. I never stay. | 1:06:35 | 1:06:37 | |
-No. -Just this once. | 1:06:39 | 1:06:42 | |
Hi, good morning. | 1:06:59 | 1:07:01 | |
Would you like some breakfast? Eggs Benedict, | 1:07:03 | 1:07:06 | |
ham? | 1:07:06 | 1:07:08 | |
Siddown. Please. | 1:07:14 | 1:07:17 | |
Coffee? No milk, huh? | 1:07:20 | 1:07:23 | |
There you go. OK. | 1:07:27 | 1:07:30 | |
Looks like Monica Lewinsky isn't gonna get a job in New York | 1:07:32 | 1:07:36 | |
-for the time being. -Can't you avoid the fucking seminar? | 1:07:36 | 1:07:40 | |
I don't give a fuck if Monica can't find a job. | 1:07:42 | 1:07:46 | |
Does Monica care if my back hurts from milking those fucking cows? | 1:07:48 | 1:07:52 | |
Does she care that I have to clean up other people's shit | 1:07:53 | 1:07:57 | |
in the fucking post office? You think losing your fucking job | 1:07:57 | 1:08:01 | |
when you're about to retire is a big deal, don't you, Coleman? | 1:08:01 | 1:08:05 | |
No. I...hate to tell you it ain't! | 1:08:05 | 1:08:08 | |
Having your stepfather put his fingers in your cunt | 1:08:08 | 1:08:11 | |
is a big deal. Your husband come up behind you | 1:08:11 | 1:08:14 | |
with an iron pipe, hitting you in the head is a fucking big deal! | 1:08:14 | 1:08:19 | |
Having your two kids suffocating and dying - | 1:08:20 | 1:08:22 | |
that is a big fucking deal! | 1:08:22 | 1:08:25 | |
Don't you...ever talk to me about that. | 1:08:26 | 1:08:30 | |
Because you don't fucking know. | 1:08:30 | 1:08:32 | |
I knew I shouldn't've stayed... | 1:08:36 | 1:08:38 | |
I knew it was a mistake. | 1:08:40 | 1:08:42 | |
Big mistake. Even whores know that. Men don't pay you | 1:08:42 | 1:08:45 | |
to sleep with them, they pay you to fuck and go home. | 1:08:45 | 1:08:50 | |
Hey there. Hey, Prince. | 1:09:02 | 1:09:06 | |
Yeah, it's me. You remember me, don't you? It's Fauny. | 1:09:14 | 1:09:20 | |
Did ya forget me? I wanted to come and see you. | 1:09:20 | 1:09:24 | |
-But I couldn't. -Hi. | 1:09:24 | 1:09:26 | |
I haven't seen you in - it must be three, four months. | 1:09:26 | 1:09:30 | |
Prince missed you. He got out the other day. | 1:09:30 | 1:09:33 | |
The other birds attacked him. He doesn't have the right voice. | 1:09:33 | 1:09:37 | |
Because he's hand-raised. | 1:09:37 | 1:09:39 | |
Yeah. | 1:09:42 | 1:09:44 | |
He's been hanging around people like us all his life. | 1:09:44 | 1:09:48 | |
Crow that doesn't know how to be a crow. | 1:09:50 | 1:09:53 | |
(First time I tried, it was... a month after they died.) | 1:09:57 | 1:10:02 | |
I got all dressed up. Even my mother would've been proud. | 1:10:04 | 1:10:09 | |
You know I called her? I did. | 1:10:09 | 1:10:13 | |
Called her to tell her my kids were dead. | 1:10:14 | 1:10:17 | |
"Mom, it's Faunia." | 1:10:17 | 1:10:20 | |
20 years. No call for 20 years. | 1:10:20 | 1:10:24 | |
She said, "Oh, I don't know anybody by that name" and hung up. | 1:10:25 | 1:10:31 | |
Bitch. | 1:10:34 | 1:10:36 | |
Why did they have to break the door down? | 1:10:37 | 1:10:40 | |
Even the nurse said, she said later, | 1:10:41 | 1:10:43 | |
there wasn't a heartbeat - not when they first showed up. | 1:10:43 | 1:10:48 | |
Not a heartbeat. | 1:10:48 | 1:10:50 | |
Why couldn't they let me die? | 1:10:53 | 1:10:55 | |
Couldn't even get that right, could I? | 1:10:56 | 1:10:59 | |
I think I made a mistake this morning. | 1:11:09 | 1:11:12 | |
Faunia Farley, custodial staff, y'know? | 1:11:40 | 1:11:44 | |
Just...just doing my thing. | 1:11:45 | 1:11:49 | |
So where were you? | 1:11:57 | 1:11:59 | |
Hm? | 1:12:00 | 1:12:02 | |
-I was starting to get worried. -I walked around. Went to a movie. | 1:12:03 | 1:12:07 | |
Listen... | 1:12:08 | 1:12:10 | |
..I'm sorry. Everything that I said and everything that I did, I... | 1:12:13 | 1:12:17 | |
-You were right. What happened to me is nothing. -No. | 1:12:17 | 1:12:21 | |
You lost everything - you lost your wife, your job. | 1:12:21 | 1:12:24 | |
They took your life away from you over a stupid pissy little word. | 1:12:25 | 1:12:29 | |
-That's not nothing. -Maybe. I don't think you can measure sorrow. | 1:12:29 | 1:12:33 | |
Yeah. | 1:12:33 | 1:12:35 | |
I brought you these. They're doughnuts. | 1:12:38 | 1:12:41 | |
They're from - from the doughnut store. | 1:12:42 | 1:12:45 | |
Jelly. | 1:12:45 | 1:12:47 | |
Listen, if you don't want me... If you want me to go, | 1:12:52 | 1:12:56 | |
you know, then I understand that, because... | 1:12:56 | 1:13:00 | |
..I understand and I won't blame you. | 1:13:03 | 1:13:06 | |
-What are you smiling at? -Just so happy to see you. | 1:13:09 | 1:13:13 | |
Same here. I'm happy too. | 1:13:16 | 1:13:19 | |
Listen, there's something I need to tell you. | 1:13:48 | 1:13:51 | |
STARTS CAR | 1:14:47 | 1:14:49 | |
-ZUCKERMAN: -'It seemed impossible to me | 1:15:29 | 1:15:31 | |
'that someone as vital as Coleman could've been killed | 1:15:31 | 1:15:34 | |
'in what the police called a freak accident.' | 1:15:34 | 1:15:38 | |
'The more I thought about it, the more I began to feel | 1:15:39 | 1:15:43 | |
'that Coleman and Faunia could not have died | 1:15:43 | 1:15:46 | |
'without the presence somewhere nearby of Lester Farley | 1:15:46 | 1:15:48 | |
-'and his pick-up truck.' -When did you get in your truck | 1:15:48 | 1:15:52 | |
-that morning? -Before sun-up. -Why did you get in your truck? | 1:15:52 | 1:15:56 | |
-To get him. -To get who? -The Jew professor. | 1:15:56 | 1:16:00 | |
-Why were you gonna get him? -Because I had to. | 1:16:00 | 1:16:03 | |
-You were gonna kill him? -Oh, yes, all of us. | 1:16:03 | 1:16:07 | |
That was the plan. | 1:16:07 | 1:16:09 | |
-There was planning, then? -There was no planning. | 1:16:09 | 1:16:12 | |
-But you knew what you were doing? -Yes. | 1:16:13 | 1:16:16 | |
But you didn't plan it? | 1:16:16 | 1:16:18 | |
No! | 1:16:19 | 1:16:21 | |
-Did you think you were back in Vietnam? -No Vietnam. | 1:16:21 | 1:16:24 | |
Were you thinking about the kids? Was this payback? | 1:16:24 | 1:16:28 | |
-No payback. -Weren't you trying to get revenge for that? -No, | 1:16:28 | 1:16:32 | |
no revenge. | 1:16:32 | 1:16:34 | |
-Were you depressed? -No(!) | 1:16:36 | 1:16:38 | |
-No depression. -Angry? -No more anger. | 1:16:38 | 1:16:42 | |
-But you drove your truck into their car. -I didn't kill them. | 1:16:44 | 1:16:48 | |
I didn't kill them. "They killed themselves." | 1:16:51 | 1:16:55 | |
-What do you think? -I checked with the police | 1:17:02 | 1:17:05 | |
and there are no skid-marks at the side of the accident, | 1:17:05 | 1:17:08 | |
no sign of a collision. | 1:17:08 | 1:17:10 | |
I...think... Lester Farley is delusional. | 1:17:13 | 1:17:18 | |
Completely delusional. | 1:17:19 | 1:17:21 | |
My name is Herbert Keble. I am among those | 1:17:21 | 1:17:27 | |
who failed to rise to Coleman's defence | 1:17:27 | 1:17:30 | |
when he was accused of racism. | 1:17:30 | 1:17:34 | |
"Coleman? I can't be with you on this." | 1:17:35 | 1:17:39 | |
That is what I said - to my everlasting shame. | 1:17:39 | 1:17:44 | |
I should have spoken up, | 1:17:44 | 1:17:47 | |
to say then... what I want to say now... | 1:17:47 | 1:17:51 | |
..in the presence of his former colleagues... | 1:17:52 | 1:17:55 | |
..that the alleged misconduct never took place. | 1:17:55 | 1:18:01 | |
Coleman Silk and his wife Iris were betrayed | 1:18:01 | 1:18:07 | |
by the moral stupidity of a censorious and coercive community. | 1:18:07 | 1:18:14 | |
And I was a part of that community. | 1:18:15 | 1:18:18 | |
-We all were. -KADDISH BEING SUNG | 1:18:20 | 1:18:22 | |
Mrs Keble. My name is Nathan Zuckerman. | 1:18:53 | 1:18:57 | |
I was a friend of Coleman's. | 1:18:57 | 1:18:59 | |
-I thought your husband's speech - -I'm not Mrs Keble. | 1:18:59 | 1:19:03 | |
-Are you...? -I'm Coleman Silk's sister. | 1:19:14 | 1:19:17 | |
Iris. Nice name. And when is the happy day? | 1:19:19 | 1:19:23 | |
June 14th. | 1:19:23 | 1:19:25 | |
Have you told her? | 1:19:26 | 1:19:28 | |
When will you? | 1:19:33 | 1:19:35 | |
You planning on bringing her home for dinner? | 1:19:40 | 1:19:43 | |
I told her my parents are dead. | 1:19:45 | 1:19:47 | |
Dead?! | 1:19:48 | 1:19:50 | |
You have no brother, you have no...sister? | 1:19:53 | 1:19:57 | |
There's no Ernestine, there's no Walter? | 1:19:57 | 1:20:00 | |
I don't want to be Coleman Silk, the Negro classics professor. | 1:20:01 | 1:20:05 | |
And that's how it would always come out, Mom. | 1:20:07 | 1:20:10 | |
You know it. And I know it. | 1:20:10 | 1:20:13 | |
Funny, I never thought of you as black or white. | 1:20:14 | 1:20:18 | |
Gold. You were my golden child. | 1:20:19 | 1:20:23 | |
Look, Mom... | 1:20:26 | 1:20:28 | |
..I haven't... | 1:20:29 | 1:20:31 | |
-..figured the whole thing out yet. -Will you have children? | 1:20:33 | 1:20:37 | |
Yes, I suppose so. | 1:20:39 | 1:20:41 | |
You aren't gonna let them see me, are you? | 1:20:42 | 1:20:47 | |
My grandchildren. | 1:20:49 | 1:20:51 | |
"Mom," you'll tell me, "sit in the waiting room at Penn Station. | 1:20:55 | 1:21:01 | |
"At 11.15am, I'll walk by With my kids in their Sunday best." | 1:21:01 | 1:21:06 | |
That'll be my birthday present five years from now. | 1:21:09 | 1:21:12 | |
And you know I'll be there. | 1:21:16 | 1:21:19 | |
But aren't you...taking a risk having children? | 1:21:21 | 1:21:26 | |
The suspense will be unbearable. | 1:21:27 | 1:21:30 | |
Suppose they don't pop out of her womb as white as you? | 1:21:31 | 1:21:35 | |
Won't you have some explaining to do? | 1:21:35 | 1:21:37 | |
Will you accuse her of adultery with a Negro? | 1:21:40 | 1:21:43 | |
-I have to go now, Mom. -Coleman... | 1:21:48 | 1:21:52 | |
..you think like a prisoner. | 1:21:53 | 1:21:55 | |
You're white as snow | 1:21:59 | 1:22:01 | |
and you think like a slave. | 1:22:01 | 1:22:03 | |
Murderer... | 1:22:41 | 1:22:42 | |
BUZZER | 1:22:56 | 1:22:58 | |
-Was that the doorbell? -I'll get that. | 1:23:00 | 1:23:03 | |
Don't you ever come near Mom again. | 1:23:25 | 1:23:27 | |
-Walt - -You don't call, you don't write, nothing. | 1:23:28 | 1:23:31 | |
I never wanna see your lilywhite face again. | 1:23:31 | 1:23:34 | |
And your mother obeyed Walter? | 1:23:42 | 1:23:44 | |
All the Silk men, from my father on down, | 1:23:44 | 1:23:48 | |
are very decisive. Yes, she did it. | 1:23:48 | 1:23:52 | |
But I didn't. I was trying to reach him two days ago. | 1:23:52 | 1:23:57 | |
It was his birthday. The day after he was killed. | 1:23:57 | 1:24:01 | |
I don't blame Walter. He was only trying to protect Mother. | 1:24:03 | 1:24:07 | |
And was he as successful? | 1:24:08 | 1:24:10 | |
Just before she died, | 1:24:12 | 1:24:14 | |
she was delirious. She kept saying, | 1:24:14 | 1:24:18 | |
"Oh, nurse, get me to the train." | 1:24:18 | 1:24:23 | |
"I've got a sick baby at home." | 1:24:23 | 1:24:26 | |
Did you know why your brother resigned from the college? | 1:24:29 | 1:24:32 | |
I gathered he was accused of racism. | 1:24:32 | 1:24:35 | |
That beats it all, doesn't it? | 1:24:37 | 1:24:40 | |
For using the word "spooks." | 1:24:40 | 1:24:42 | |
Sounds like, from what I heard today, | 1:24:44 | 1:24:46 | |
almost anything goes nowadays. | 1:24:46 | 1:24:49 | |
People are just getting dumber. | 1:24:49 | 1:24:52 | |
But more opinionated. You know what's sad, Mr Zuckerman? | 1:24:52 | 1:24:57 | |
Nowadays it's hard to imagine that anyone would do | 1:24:57 | 1:25:02 | |
what Coleman felt he had to do - | 1:25:02 | 1:25:05 | |
constructing his whole life around a lie. | 1:25:05 | 1:25:09 | |
Coleman could have stopped that racism charge in its tracks | 1:25:09 | 1:25:14 | |
if he'd only told the truth! | 1:25:14 | 1:25:17 | |
But that's the one thing he couldn't do. | 1:25:17 | 1:25:20 | |
Think he ever told anyone? | 1:25:20 | 1:25:23 | |
Maybe. | 1:25:29 | 1:25:31 | |
Maybe someone. | 1:25:31 | 1:25:33 | |
So finally I guess my mother was right - | 1:25:33 | 1:25:36 | |
I wanted to be free... | 1:25:36 | 1:25:38 | |
..but I became a prisoner instead. | 1:25:39 | 1:25:41 | |
And you never told anyone? | 1:25:44 | 1:25:46 | |
Not even my wife. She... | 1:25:48 | 1:25:50 | |
I've not said a word about it to anyone until tonight. | 1:25:53 | 1:25:56 | |
Hadn't told anyone until...you. | 1:25:56 | 1:26:01 | |
Why me? Why'd you tell me now? | 1:26:05 | 1:26:09 | |
SIGHS | 1:26:37 | 1:26:39 | |
'It was during my conversation with Ernestine | 1:26:50 | 1:26:52 | |
'that I decided to write this book.' | 1:26:52 | 1:26:55 | |
'A book that Coleman could never have written himself.' | 1:26:56 | 1:26:59 | |
'The story of his mother and father.' | 1:26:59 | 1:27:02 | |
'Of Walter and Ernestine.' | 1:27:03 | 1:27:05 | |
'Of Steena Paulsson and of Faunia Farley.' | 1:27:06 | 1:27:11 | |
'Who ran from a world of privilege | 1:27:11 | 1:27:14 | |
'just as Coleman had run from a world bound by race.' | 1:27:14 | 1:27:18 | |
'And finally there was one more thing I had to do.' | 1:27:19 | 1:27:24 | |
Beautiful spot. | 1:27:56 | 1:27:58 | |
It's peaceful. | 1:28:01 | 1:28:03 | |
-As long as I can keep it secret. -Only now I know. | 1:28:04 | 1:28:08 | |
-You're the writer, aren't you? -That I am. | 1:28:12 | 1:28:14 | |
-Any luck? -Not much. | 1:28:14 | 1:28:17 | |
What do you think about out here when the fish aren't biting? | 1:28:21 | 1:28:25 | |
I was thinking if I had a son he'd be out here with me, fishing. | 1:28:25 | 1:28:30 | |
That's what I was thinking about. | 1:28:30 | 1:28:32 | |
When you walked out here. | 1:28:32 | 1:28:35 | |
What kind of books do you write? | 1:28:35 | 1:28:38 | |
I write about people like you. | 1:28:38 | 1:28:40 | |
-Their problems. -You live at Mike Dumichelle's place, right? | 1:28:41 | 1:28:46 | |
The cabin on the lake. | 1:28:46 | 1:28:48 | |
What's the name of one of your books? | 1:28:50 | 1:28:53 | |
-"The Human Stain." -Can I get it? | 1:28:53 | 1:28:56 | |
It's not finished. I'll send you a copy. | 1:28:56 | 1:29:00 | |
I started ice-fishing after my wife left me. | 1:29:07 | 1:29:10 | |
All you need is warm clothes | 1:29:12 | 1:29:14 | |
and the right equipment. | 1:29:14 | 1:29:17 | |
Like this Otter. | 1:29:18 | 1:29:20 | |
You drill a hole through the ice. This'll cut through anything. | 1:29:20 | 1:29:24 | |
Then you drop your line with your favoured lure, | 1:29:24 | 1:29:27 | |
right through. Any flash down there, fish are attracted, | 1:29:27 | 1:29:30 | |
even in the dark. And it's way dark down there. | 1:29:30 | 1:29:35 | |
And I had a son... Little Les... | 1:29:38 | 1:29:41 | |
..a son of my own, I reckon I'd be telling him all this stuff | 1:29:43 | 1:29:47 | |
instead of you. | 1:29:47 | 1:29:49 | |
-It's cold out here. -You'd better believe it. | 1:29:51 | 1:29:55 | |
-I should be going. -You know you're ice-fishing now, don't you? | 1:29:55 | 1:30:00 | |
-You can put it in your book. -I will. -And you know my secret place. | 1:30:00 | 1:30:06 | |
You know everything now, don't you, Mr Zuckerman? | 1:30:07 | 1:30:10 | |
But you won't tell, will you? | 1:30:12 | 1:30:14 | |
And hey! | 1:30:20 | 1:30:22 | |
The book - send me one. | 1:30:24 | 1:30:26 | |
It's in the mail. | 1:30:31 | 1:30:33 | |
Subtitles by IMS | 1:31:36 | 1:31:39 |