0:00:02 > 0:00:10This film contains strong language.
0:00:39 > 0:00:42FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING
0:00:51 > 0:00:54JOHN VOICEOVER: 'New York. Columbia. Cornell. Yale.
0:00:54 > 0:00:56'Boston, Harvard. Mount Holyoke.
0:00:56 > 0:00:57'Philadelphia. Washington. Chicago.
0:00:57 > 0:00:59'Iowa. Hobart. Florida.
0:00:59 > 0:01:02'Pomona. Santa Barbara. San Francisco.'
0:01:02 > 0:01:03You won't lose me to a ball game.
0:01:03 > 0:01:07- I'm here and committed. - Oh, please John,
0:01:07 > 0:01:09we're in no doubt you're our man to captain this ship.
0:01:09 > 0:01:11Jack has told us all about you.
0:01:11 > 0:01:15I...I told them you were a boy scout after my job.
0:01:15 > 0:01:17'Yale. Boston. Harvard. Mount Holyoke.
0:01:17 > 0:01:19'Philadelphia. Washington. Chicago.
0:01:19 > 0:01:23'Iowa. Hobart. Florida. Pomona. Santa Barbara. San Francisco.'
0:01:25 > 0:01:29So, as incumbent of the Chair of Poetry,
0:01:29 > 0:01:31how are you finding our students?
0:01:31 > 0:01:32They have all the answers.
0:01:32 > 0:01:35Read all the books and listened intently
0:01:35 > 0:01:38but...sometimes it feels like I'm teaching the same student.
0:01:38 > 0:01:40And that's a bad thing?
0:01:41 > 0:01:43New York. Columbia.
0:01:43 > 0:01:45Cornell. Yale.
0:01:46 > 0:01:48This man is a good writer.
0:01:49 > 0:01:51What he doesn't know about the written word...
0:01:51 > 0:01:53Well, that's why I suggested him.
0:01:53 > 0:01:55Look at you now, John. You have tenure.
0:01:55 > 0:01:58It only took five years.
0:01:58 > 0:02:00New York. Columbia. Cornell. Yale.
0:02:00 > 0:02:03Boston. Harvard. Mount Holyoke.
0:02:03 > 0:02:06Philadelphia, Washington, Chicago.
0:02:06 > 0:02:08John and I met at Vassar.
0:02:08 > 0:02:10I was Chair of the Editorial Board.
0:02:10 > 0:02:14John ran a...a, kind of, writers' workshop.
0:02:14 > 0:02:17I proofed his first poem in Helicon.
0:02:18 > 0:02:19Boston. Harvard.
0:02:19 > 0:02:22Mount Holyoke. Philadelphia.
0:02:24 > 0:02:27Iowa. Hobart. Florida.
0:02:29 > 0:02:31Pomona. Santa Barbara.
0:02:35 > 0:02:37San Francisco.
0:02:46 > 0:02:50Now, what of this visitor you're proposing?
0:02:50 > 0:02:53Now, I understand it's a little cavalier
0:02:53 > 0:02:56to undertake a tour of this scale in my first month,
0:02:56 > 0:02:58but the idea isn't new to me.
0:02:58 > 0:03:00I've wanted to show him off to America for an age.
0:03:00 > 0:03:02Ah, so you're a fan.
0:03:04 > 0:03:05I believe him to be the purest
0:03:05 > 0:03:07lyrical poet in the English-speaking world.
0:03:07 > 0:03:10We're all a fan of his work....
0:03:12 > 0:03:13But?
0:03:13 > 0:03:18Jack here tells me your man has a reputation...
0:03:18 > 0:03:21for "roaring behaviour".
0:03:21 > 0:03:24Stories of pub-room escapades
0:03:24 > 0:03:29that brought wives, mothers and the London police running.
0:03:29 > 0:03:32It is true that friends and colleagues of my own in London
0:03:32 > 0:03:33talk of this...
0:03:35 > 0:03:36..man-child.
0:03:36 > 0:03:40Terrorising events and functions with his mischief.
0:03:40 > 0:03:41Sounds fun.
0:03:41 > 0:03:45Not when your job is at stake.
0:03:48 > 0:03:51I think what the Dean is trying to say is...
0:03:51 > 0:03:53How do you propose to handle him?
0:03:53 > 0:03:55I'll improvise.
0:03:55 > 0:04:01Flippancy is the most hopeless form of intellectual vice, Mr Brinnin.
0:04:02 > 0:04:04With all due respect, sir...
0:04:06 > 0:04:08I am not naive to this.
0:04:09 > 0:04:11Wasn't it Mark Twain who said,
0:04:11 > 0:04:13"A lie can travel halfway around the world
0:04:13 > 0:04:15"while the truth is still putting on its shoes."
0:04:15 > 0:04:17Get to the point, Mr Brinnin.
0:04:17 > 0:04:19It's just that the stories we hear about him
0:04:19 > 0:04:23this side of the world must be inflated,
0:04:23 > 0:04:25otherwise how could they travel so far?
0:04:26 > 0:04:31Yes, I'm excited and, yes, I'm a fan,
0:04:31 > 0:04:33but this is a great opportunity for us all.
0:04:35 > 0:04:36How many venues are booked?
0:04:36 > 0:04:3825, so far.
0:04:38 > 0:04:40New York. Columbia, Cornell.
0:04:40 > 0:04:43Yale, Boston, Harvard, Philadelphia, Washington, Chicago...
0:04:43 > 0:04:46- OK, OK... - And more on the West Coast.
0:04:46 > 0:04:48We get it, Mr Brinnin.
0:05:08 > 0:05:10INDISTINCT CHATTER IN BACKGROUND
0:05:31 > 0:05:33BELL RINGING
0:05:33 > 0:05:34Well?
0:05:36 > 0:05:40All hail, McBrinnin! Thou shalt be king hereafter!
0:05:40 > 0:05:42- They said yes? - Yeah, no thanks to you.
0:05:42 > 0:05:44"I'll improvise"? You son of a bitch.
0:05:44 > 0:05:46I thought Loomis was going to have a heart attack.
0:05:46 > 0:05:49Congratulations, champ.
0:05:49 > 0:05:52This is your moment in the sun, go for it.
0:05:52 > 0:05:54You know what the best part is?
0:05:54 > 0:05:55We get to work together, after all.
0:05:55 > 0:05:58Together? What do you mean?
0:05:58 > 0:06:01Easy, Ahab, you still get to reel in the big fish.
0:06:01 > 0:06:03I'll just be riding shotgun once in a while.
0:06:03 > 0:06:06You know, a, kind of, part-time Confederate.
0:06:07 > 0:06:10Lighten up. It was either that or have the old man
0:06:10 > 0:06:12ride your ass like Seabiscuit
0:06:14 > 0:06:17I'll calm any stormy weather and keep the old man off your back.
0:06:17 > 0:06:18Stormy weather?
0:06:18 > 0:06:22- You know what I'm talking about. - You make him sound like a monster.
0:06:22 > 0:06:25No smoke without fire, that's all I'm saying...
0:06:25 > 0:06:30Just be careful, and if I can dare to say,
0:06:30 > 0:06:34"Tread softly because you tread on our dreams."
0:06:34 > 0:06:35Thank you.
0:06:35 > 0:06:37How much trouble can one poet be?
0:06:38 > 0:06:40SCREAMING
0:06:41 > 0:06:43SHRIEKING
0:06:51 > 0:06:53John? What the fuck's that maniac doing?
0:06:53 > 0:06:55- SCREAMING - Whoa!
0:06:55 > 0:06:57TAPPING
0:06:57 > 0:06:59SHRIEKING
0:06:59 > 0:07:00SHATTERING
0:07:05 > 0:07:08Get him off me.
0:07:08 > 0:07:09MANIACAL LAUGHTER
0:07:11 > 0:07:14Now you know exactly what you've brought to America.
0:07:15 > 0:07:17It would seem that "the purest lyrical poet
0:07:17 > 0:07:19"of the English-speaking world" is plastered.
0:07:19 > 0:07:22- What's he doing here? - Come on, party's over.
0:07:22 > 0:07:23I was just warming up.
0:07:23 > 0:07:25No, I think you've had enough.
0:07:25 > 0:07:27Let me take you back to your hotel.
0:07:27 > 0:07:30Dylan, please. I believe it's time to go...
0:07:30 > 0:07:33And I believe in naked women in wet mackintoshes.
0:07:33 > 0:07:37I believe in the moon...the stars.
0:07:37 > 0:07:40I believe in Third Avenue...
0:07:40 > 0:07:42I don't believe in New York.
0:07:42 > 0:07:45Jesus Christ, John. You invite this lunatic into my house...
0:07:45 > 0:07:48He broke my crock pot, John.
0:07:49 > 0:07:52My crock pot. It's a Double-Dipper.
0:07:52 > 0:07:58We can't have Harvey's crock not working now, can we?
0:08:02 > 0:08:04Goodnight, John.
0:08:05 > 0:08:08Mr Thomas, the pleasure was all ours.
0:08:08 > 0:08:10LAUGHTER
0:08:18 > 0:08:21- You're mad at me.- No, I'm not.
0:08:21 > 0:08:24Yes, you are, you're mad at me
0:08:24 > 0:08:26and embarrassed for your friends.
0:08:28 > 0:08:31- I'm a shit.- No, you're just drunk.
0:08:31 > 0:08:34KNOCKING
0:08:34 > 0:08:35Excuse me.
0:08:43 > 0:08:45I miss you.
0:09:02 > 0:09:06We, er... We need fresh towels.
0:09:06 > 0:09:09COUGHS, WHEEZES
0:09:13 > 0:09:16Are you OK? What's wrong?
0:09:17 > 0:09:20Just my "froth corrupted lungs".
0:09:20 > 0:09:22It doesn't sound good.
0:09:22 > 0:09:24- Death isn't meant to. - CHUCKLES
0:09:24 > 0:09:26Who was at the door?
0:09:27 > 0:09:29The manager.
0:09:30 > 0:09:33I didn't think this hotel suited you anyway.
0:09:33 > 0:09:34Ah.
0:09:36 > 0:09:38I'm hungry for something, John.
0:09:40 > 0:09:43Would you be a pal? You are my pal, aren't you?
0:09:43 > 0:09:46Would you fetch me one of those milkshakes?
0:09:46 > 0:09:48Oh, I... It's very late.
0:09:48 > 0:09:53A big fat Yankee-doodling milkshake and candy bars
0:09:53 > 0:09:57and chocolates and a comic of some sorts.
0:09:58 > 0:09:59Would you?
0:10:01 > 0:10:04Give me ten minutes.
0:10:04 > 0:10:08You can stay tonight and tomorrow then we have to change hotel.
0:10:11 > 0:10:13It's very decent of them.
0:10:46 > 0:10:47Dylan, I'm back!
0:10:47 > 0:10:49I couldn't get you a milkshake, but I...
0:10:49 > 0:10:50I got you some candy,
0:10:50 > 0:10:52I took the liberty of getting you a Superman.
0:10:52 > 0:10:55Dylan?
0:11:01 > 0:11:03SIREN BLARING IN DISTANCE
0:11:04 > 0:11:06INDISTINCT STREET CHATTER
0:11:09 > 0:11:11Watch it!
0:11:13 > 0:11:14CAR HORNS BLARING
0:11:19 > 0:11:21BELL TOLLING
0:11:37 > 0:11:39Don't be angry with me, John. Don't be mean.
0:11:39 > 0:11:40I was lost without you.
0:11:40 > 0:11:42- I have never been so... - Pleased to see me?
0:11:42 > 0:11:45So angry and upset, actually.
0:11:45 > 0:11:46Let me introduce you to Mickey.
0:11:46 > 0:11:48Screw you, fairy.
0:11:48 > 0:11:49Please, my fully developed friend.
0:11:49 > 0:11:52Be nice. We just arm-wrestled for money.
0:11:52 > 0:11:54Oh? How did you do?
0:11:54 > 0:11:56I came second.
0:11:56 > 0:11:58So...you're buying, then?
0:11:58 > 0:12:00My goodness. You're very strong.
0:12:00 > 0:12:02Two stouts for me and my new pal.
0:12:02 > 0:12:04That's the black stuff, isn't it?
0:12:06 > 0:12:09- Eggs?- You are going to love it.
0:12:09 > 0:12:11But I don't need the...
0:12:11 > 0:12:14To all the lights that guided us.
0:12:14 > 0:12:16To all the women that guided our wrongs.
0:12:16 > 0:12:18To the lost...
0:12:18 > 0:12:20and the ones who still wait for them.
0:12:20 > 0:12:22CROWD: Cheers!
0:12:22 > 0:12:24Drink, drink!
0:12:26 > 0:12:28- Drink, drink...- Come on, John!
0:12:30 > 0:12:34I've always been strong. Like an ox!
0:12:34 > 0:12:36We're pit men with dirty nails.
0:12:36 > 0:12:40Chest thumping Neanderthals with songs in our hearts.
0:12:40 > 0:12:42Oh, Christ, I've got to put you down.
0:12:42 > 0:12:44LAUGHTER
0:12:44 > 0:12:45It would be at this time in the evening
0:12:45 > 0:12:49at Browns, my local, Dai Jenkins would shout
0:12:49 > 0:12:52"Does anybody want a fight?"
0:12:52 > 0:12:53Does anybody want a fight?
0:12:53 > 0:12:56HIGH-PITCHED DRUNKEN LAUGHTER
0:12:56 > 0:12:58- MAN:- Hey, buddy, keep it down!
0:12:58 > 0:13:01Down, down? I have enough trouble getting it up!
0:13:01 > 0:13:03What did you say, buddy?
0:13:03 > 0:13:04Want me to come and break your head in?
0:13:04 > 0:13:07- Well, that's rich. - That what you want?- Come and try it.
0:13:07 > 0:13:09But I warn you, with me you're out of your depth!
0:13:09 > 0:13:12- Isn't that right, John? - MAN CONTINUES SHOUTING
0:13:12 > 0:13:14LAUGHTER
0:13:18 > 0:13:20Where does it all come from?
0:13:20 > 0:13:22The words. From which spring do they pour?
0:13:22 > 0:13:27- Don't.- No-one is that mysterious.
0:13:27 > 0:13:28We're having fun, John.
0:13:30 > 0:13:31Don't take it away.
0:13:31 > 0:13:34- I'm not taking it away. - Why do you have to ruin it?
0:13:34 > 0:13:36Label it?
0:13:38 > 0:13:40I'm sorry.
0:13:42 > 0:13:44No, I'm sorry.
0:13:46 > 0:13:48I'm a horrible little imp
0:13:48 > 0:13:51who can't hold his friends or answer his liquor.
0:13:51 > 0:13:53COUGHS
0:13:53 > 0:13:54Forgive me.
0:13:56 > 0:13:58COUGHING
0:14:00 > 0:14:02How much money am I going to make?
0:14:02 > 0:14:05Enough, I'm sure.
0:14:05 > 0:14:06I can go over the books in the morning.
0:14:08 > 0:14:10Can I get you to a doctor?
0:14:26 > 0:14:28PHONE RINGING
0:14:36 > 0:14:37RINGING CONTINUES
0:14:45 > 0:14:47Hello.
0:14:47 > 0:14:50'That was quite a scene at Harvey's last night.
0:14:50 > 0:14:51'Can't say I was surprised.'
0:14:51 > 0:14:54He was drunk, Jack. Over excited.
0:14:54 > 0:14:57'Huh. I dare say he was.
0:14:57 > 0:14:59'We should cancel tonight's reading.'
0:14:59 > 0:15:01No, Jack. Please!
0:15:01 > 0:15:04There's nothing to say he can't perform.
0:15:04 > 0:15:06I didn't bring him here to go to parties.
0:15:06 > 0:15:10'No. No, we didn't, did we?
0:15:10 > 0:15:13'I hope you've got the stomach for this, John.
0:15:14 > 0:15:16'I'll see you later.'
0:15:16 > 0:15:18Thank you, Jack.
0:15:31 > 0:15:34Oh, Dylan, the last time I saw you,
0:15:34 > 0:15:37you were an angel.
0:15:37 > 0:15:40Now look at you.
0:15:40 > 0:15:43There you go.
0:15:43 > 0:15:49Such tragedy, such loss.
0:15:49 > 0:15:53The things I could do with you...for you.
0:15:53 > 0:15:55Hopeless boy.
0:15:57 > 0:15:58CHUCKLES
0:15:59 > 0:16:04Be brilliant, boy. Try and be brilliant.
0:16:07 > 0:16:10- OVER TANNOY:- 'This is your five-minute call. Five minutes.'
0:16:12 > 0:16:13Look after him.
0:16:14 > 0:16:17'Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats.
0:16:17 > 0:16:19'Tonight's performance will begin shortly.'
0:16:20 > 0:16:22Bye.
0:16:25 > 0:16:27VOMITS
0:16:30 > 0:16:31Are you going to make me do this?
0:16:31 > 0:16:34- Everything OK, gentlemen?- Of course.
0:16:35 > 0:16:38Your audience awaits you, Mr Thomas.
0:16:54 > 0:16:56AUDIENCE APPLAUDING
0:17:09 > 0:17:10DYLAN COUGHING
0:17:17 > 0:17:20If I were tickled by the rub of love
0:17:20 > 0:17:25A rooking girl who stole me for her side
0:17:25 > 0:17:29Broke through her straws breaking my bandaged string
0:17:29 > 0:17:32If the red tickle as the cattle calve
0:17:32 > 0:17:36still set to scratch a laughter from my lung
0:17:36 > 0:17:40I would not fear the apple nor the flood
0:17:40 > 0:17:43Nor the bad blood of spring
0:17:44 > 0:17:49Shall it be male or female? Say the cells
0:17:49 > 0:17:52And drop the plum like fire from the flesh...
0:18:11 > 0:18:14COUGHING
0:18:19 > 0:18:22Rest is obviously needed along with a complete change of lifestyle,
0:18:22 > 0:18:24starting from now, if he's to have a fighting chance.
0:18:24 > 0:18:26I'm a drunk!
0:18:26 > 0:18:28- He knows.- I know.
0:18:28 > 0:18:29Have you contacted his family?
0:18:29 > 0:18:31Leave her out of this!
0:18:31 > 0:18:33You have to.
0:18:33 > 0:18:35This isn't something you and I can fix. Believe me.
0:18:35 > 0:18:39I sent a letter on his arrival, but nothing since.
0:18:39 > 0:18:42- Perhaps I should call. - Yes, you should.
0:18:43 > 0:18:47Doctor, we've major engagements that start in a few days.
0:18:47 > 0:18:49Important engagements.
0:18:49 > 0:18:50Important?
0:18:50 > 0:18:53I can't stop him, I can only advise.
0:18:53 > 0:18:55But for now and until then
0:18:55 > 0:18:57don't let him out of your sight.
0:19:00 > 0:19:01- DYLAN COUGHING - New York is killing him.
0:19:04 > 0:19:07It was a pleasure, Mr Thomas.
0:19:07 > 0:19:09I'm a great admirer of your work.
0:19:11 > 0:19:12Goodnight.
0:19:15 > 0:19:17SOBBING
0:19:22 > 0:19:24DOOR CLOSES
0:19:34 > 0:19:37Dylan, are you OK?
0:19:37 > 0:19:40Please come out, we need to talk.
0:19:40 > 0:19:42WATER RUNNING
0:19:42 > 0:19:43KNOCKING
0:19:46 > 0:19:47Thought I'd find you here.
0:19:47 > 0:19:51I took the liberty of collecting your mail from your office.
0:19:51 > 0:19:55I think that one's for Dylan. It's from...Caitlin Thomas.
0:19:55 > 0:19:58Congratulations, on this evening.
0:19:58 > 0:20:01It certainly was a triumph. Tickets have started to fly out.
0:20:01 > 0:20:03Where's Dylan?
0:20:03 > 0:20:06He's in the bathroom. He's a little under the weather.
0:20:06 > 0:20:08Ah, you boys.
0:20:09 > 0:20:12Look, I understand your next reading isn't for four days?
0:20:12 > 0:20:14I'd have no bother setting up another venue before...
0:20:14 > 0:20:15No, no, thank you.
0:20:15 > 0:20:19It would be good to take the time to prepare and work up to it.
0:20:20 > 0:20:22Fair enough.
0:20:22 > 0:20:24We wouldn't want to kill the man now, would we?
0:20:29 > 0:20:32- I'll see you in four days.- Sorry?
0:20:32 > 0:20:35At Yale, John. Yale.
0:20:35 > 0:20:37My old Alma Mater.
0:20:37 > 0:20:39I promised them a private reading.
0:20:39 > 0:20:41Right.
0:20:41 > 0:20:43I really don't want to mess that one up.
0:20:44 > 0:20:46Again, well done.
0:20:46 > 0:20:48You really have caught the big fish.
0:21:05 > 0:21:06Something for me?
0:21:08 > 0:21:09From home.
0:21:13 > 0:21:14Your wife.
0:21:22 > 0:21:24Lavender scent.
0:21:26 > 0:21:28It's how she gets a grip on you.
0:21:28 > 0:21:30Will you not open it?
0:21:34 > 0:21:37Yale is in a few days. It's very important...
0:21:39 > 0:21:41New York City...
0:21:43 > 0:21:45..you brave bitch.
0:21:48 > 0:21:50You certainly haven't disappointed.
0:21:53 > 0:21:56Dylan... Dylan?
0:21:56 > 0:21:58Christ! Don't do this to me, Dylan.
0:22:02 > 0:22:04Don't you bloody dare...
0:22:06 > 0:22:08Please, John.
0:22:10 > 0:22:13- OVER PHONE:- 'Reception. Hello?' - Please...
0:22:13 > 0:22:14'Hello?'
0:23:01 > 0:23:02GROANS
0:23:08 > 0:23:09CLEARS THROAT
0:24:36 > 0:24:39Jesus, John! What have you done?
0:24:42 > 0:24:44What happened to Third Avenue?
0:24:46 > 0:24:48Did the Reds steal it in the night?
0:24:48 > 0:24:51Morning. We're in Fairfield County.
0:24:51 > 0:24:5347 miles up the coast.
0:24:53 > 0:24:56This belonged to my parents.
0:24:56 > 0:24:58We used to summer here.
0:24:58 > 0:25:00These days, I don't really make it up here.
0:25:00 > 0:25:02SPLUTTERING
0:25:05 > 0:25:08Now it's a halfway house for a dollar-mad nightingale.
0:25:08 > 0:25:10We only have three days until Yale.
0:25:10 > 0:25:13I need to make sure you're ready.
0:25:13 > 0:25:15You make me sound like a prize bull.
0:25:16 > 0:25:19New York wasn't...compatible.
0:25:22 > 0:25:24- With what?- With you.
0:25:27 > 0:25:28I see...
0:25:29 > 0:25:31Do I get a say in all this?
0:25:31 > 0:25:33You heard what the doctor said.
0:25:36 > 0:25:38Yes.
0:25:38 > 0:25:40He liked my work.
0:25:40 > 0:25:45You know, flippancy is the most hopeless form of intellectual vice.
0:25:45 > 0:25:48Well, if that's a vice,
0:25:48 > 0:25:50to hell with virtue.
0:25:53 > 0:25:54What's for breakfast?
0:25:54 > 0:25:56There's a store in town.
0:25:56 > 0:25:59I'll get groceries.
0:25:59 > 0:26:00Candy bars...
0:26:00 > 0:26:04Tootsie Rolls, Baby Ruths...
0:26:05 > 0:26:07..Milky Ways...
0:26:12 > 0:26:14MUSIC PLAYS: Baby, It's Cold Outside
0:26:14 > 0:26:16We could be in "Moiphy's" right now,
0:26:16 > 0:26:19sharing a glass and a song with international spies
0:26:19 > 0:26:22and girls with names like candy bars.
0:26:22 > 0:26:24And I'd be peeling you off the floor and carrying you home.
0:26:24 > 0:26:27As I seem to recall, it was me who carried you.
0:26:30 > 0:26:33If you're looking for whisky, there isn't any. Or beer.
0:26:33 > 0:26:37You must at least have a couple of showgirls stashed away somewhere.
0:26:37 > 0:26:38Come out, lovelies!
0:26:38 > 0:26:42Show us your milkshakes and I'll sing you a verse of Sosban Fach.
0:26:42 > 0:26:43Dylan, sit down.
0:26:43 > 0:26:45We need to go over your itinerary.
0:26:45 > 0:26:47I have some ideas for changing the recitals
0:26:47 > 0:26:49to include works of other poets, like you suggested.
0:26:49 > 0:26:51I can't do this. I need distraction.
0:26:53 > 0:26:54You brought me here and I'm looking to you
0:26:54 > 0:26:58as a master of ceremonies. Keep me entertained.
0:26:59 > 0:27:02Can't this wait? Please.
0:27:03 > 0:27:06I should warn you, I was taught by my father
0:27:06 > 0:27:10who was East Coast Amateur Champion five years running.
0:27:12 > 0:27:14Ta-da.
0:27:17 > 0:27:20You know something, if this is so awful for you
0:27:20 > 0:27:21and you're looking for distraction...
0:27:22 > 0:27:24Why don't you open this?
0:27:28 > 0:27:29What do I do?
0:27:32 > 0:27:34You can't play chess?
0:27:35 > 0:27:37- Why didn't you say?- You never asked.
0:27:39 > 0:27:41OK, OK.
0:27:41 > 0:27:43These guys upfront are your pawns.
0:27:43 > 0:27:44Think of them as your linemen.
0:27:44 > 0:27:47The other pieces behind are like your quarterbacks and linebackers...
0:27:47 > 0:27:50Talk rugby, boy. This is all Greek to me.
0:27:50 > 0:27:52- What does this horse do? - It's a knight.
0:27:52 > 0:27:54It looks like a horse.
0:27:54 > 0:27:56Yes, I know, but it's called a knight.
0:27:56 > 0:27:58When is a horse not a horse?
0:27:58 > 0:27:59When it turns into a barn.
0:28:01 > 0:28:03My eldest, Llewelyn, told me that.
0:28:03 > 0:28:05He laughs every time.
0:28:07 > 0:28:09It moves like this, in an L-shape.
0:28:09 > 0:28:10What's your story, boyo?
0:28:12 > 0:28:15You look like a spare prick at a wedding.
0:28:15 > 0:28:17I lost the real chess piece.
0:28:17 > 0:28:19This little guy was a freebie in a box of Raisin Bran.
0:28:19 > 0:28:21He's been here ever since.
0:28:21 > 0:28:23Fighting for king and queen.
0:28:24 > 0:28:26And that's the king.
0:28:26 > 0:28:28He must have some clout?
0:28:28 > 0:28:30Not as much as the queen.
0:28:30 > 0:28:31The most powerful piece on the board.
0:28:31 > 0:28:34She has the goods to capture every opposing piece in play.
0:28:34 > 0:28:37The female of the species.
0:28:40 > 0:28:41You've never met my wife.
0:28:43 > 0:28:45You know, you really should open that letter.
0:28:45 > 0:28:47You should mind your own business.
0:28:50 > 0:28:55The object of the game is to checkmate your opponent's King.
0:28:55 > 0:28:58That is, place him in an untenable position from which he can't escape.
0:28:58 > 0:29:00I know the feeling.
0:29:03 > 0:29:04So, uh...
0:29:04 > 0:29:08I can explain the finer details as we go along.
0:29:08 > 0:29:11But those are the basic principles of the game...
0:29:11 > 0:29:12Does that all seem clear to you?
0:29:13 > 0:29:15Crystal.
0:29:15 > 0:29:16No questions?
0:29:16 > 0:29:18- Just one.- Shoot.
0:29:18 > 0:29:20Where can I get a hot pastrami sandwich?
0:29:25 > 0:29:27ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND
0:29:33 > 0:29:34Paradise.
0:29:35 > 0:29:37That's one word for it.
0:29:37 > 0:29:39Two Chicks on a Raft, wreck 'em!
0:29:39 > 0:29:42Shingle with a shimmy and a shake in the alley.
0:29:42 > 0:29:45Zeppelins in a Fog, City juice, 86 the hail.
0:29:45 > 0:29:49Drag one through Georgia, and a First Lady!
0:29:50 > 0:29:52Hello. How are you?
0:29:52 > 0:29:54- I'm a friend of John's.- John who?
0:29:54 > 0:29:56John Malcolm Brinnin.
0:29:57 > 0:29:59Him.
0:29:59 > 0:30:01Do you want feeding?
0:30:01 > 0:30:03- A hot pastrami...- No, thank you.
0:30:03 > 0:30:05Ice cream, please.
0:30:05 > 0:30:08- Two cherry cokes. - And a bourbon on the side.
0:30:08 > 0:30:10Shoot twice from the South, Drag 'em Wild and a Houseboat.
0:30:10 > 0:30:12A shot of red eye.
0:30:12 > 0:30:14We'll be playing this. What is this marvel?
0:30:14 > 0:30:16Pinball?
0:30:17 > 0:30:19Pinball.
0:30:21 > 0:30:23Do you like me?
0:30:23 > 0:30:25Am I irresistible?
0:30:25 > 0:30:27I must warn you, I might break your heart.
0:30:29 > 0:30:31Strange little foreign man.
0:30:32 > 0:30:34With one stroke of her paw, she was gone.
0:30:34 > 0:30:36Don't mention it.
0:30:44 > 0:30:46Jesus, is that you?
0:30:46 > 0:30:48I've already outlived Jesus.
0:30:48 > 0:30:50Why do you keep it? You look so...
0:30:50 > 0:30:52Smaller. Half the size.
0:30:52 > 0:30:54Yes...and prettier.
0:30:54 > 0:30:55Yeah, prettier.
0:30:55 > 0:30:58- It's a real shame.- Incredible.
0:30:58 > 0:30:59- What happened?- Is every woman
0:30:59 > 0:31:01in this pigsty of a town out to get me?
0:31:01 > 0:31:05Hey, we were just saying, mister.
0:31:05 > 0:31:07Yes, we were only saying.
0:31:08 > 0:31:09John?
0:31:11 > 0:31:12Hello, Jack?
0:31:12 > 0:31:14- JACK:- 'John?
0:31:14 > 0:31:16'Christ, buddy, where the hell have you been?
0:31:16 > 0:31:17'I've been looking all over Manhattan for you.
0:31:17 > 0:31:19'The Beekman Tower said you'd checked out.'
0:31:19 > 0:31:22Yeah. We were asked to leave.
0:31:22 > 0:31:23'Why was that?'
0:31:24 > 0:31:27There was a...misunderstanding.
0:31:27 > 0:31:30You know how partisan these Midtown hotels can be.
0:31:30 > 0:31:32Something got lost in translation.
0:31:32 > 0:31:35'Between England and America.'
0:31:35 > 0:31:36Who said it was Dylan?
0:31:36 > 0:31:38And he's not from England. Actually.
0:31:38 > 0:31:41'Come on, John. Come on. We had a deal.
0:31:41 > 0:31:44'You keep me in the loop and I clean out your closet.'
0:31:44 > 0:31:46It doesn't need cleaning.
0:31:46 > 0:31:49'That's not what the Beekman Tower concierge told me.
0:31:49 > 0:31:53'I understand the management asked you to find quarters elsewhere.'
0:31:53 > 0:31:55- Which I have. - 'Where?'
0:31:56 > 0:31:59Look, you know how sensitive this is, Jack.
0:31:59 > 0:32:01'Tell me about it.
0:32:01 > 0:32:03'I've got Loomis and the faculty asking questions.
0:32:03 > 0:32:06'You think that stunt Thomas pulled at Harvey's party went unnoticed?
0:32:06 > 0:32:08'I'm trying to protect you, John.'
0:32:08 > 0:32:10I'm on top of this.
0:32:10 > 0:32:12LOUD LAUGHTER
0:32:12 > 0:32:14'Sure doesn't sound that way.'
0:32:14 > 0:32:15Just give me some more time.
0:32:15 > 0:32:19'Yale is three days away. I'm not an alchemist.'
0:32:19 > 0:32:21I can do this, Jack.
0:32:21 > 0:32:22I can get him ready for America.
0:32:22 > 0:32:24'You listen.
0:32:24 > 0:32:27'Carefully.
0:32:27 > 0:32:31'There is a line in the sand and you haven't stepped over it yet.
0:32:31 > 0:32:33'But I'll ask you again.
0:32:34 > 0:32:36- 'Where are you?' - LINE BLEEPS
0:32:36 > 0:32:39- AUTOMATED VOICE: - 'Please deposit ten cents
0:32:39 > 0:32:40- for the next four minutes.- John?'
0:32:40 > 0:32:43- LINE BLEEPING - 'John?
0:32:43 > 0:32:45'John, are you there?
0:32:46 > 0:32:48- 'Answer me...' - LINE GOES DEAD
0:32:51 > 0:32:52John!
0:32:54 > 0:32:55John!
0:32:58 > 0:33:01At last. A couple of sarsaparillas for the ladies.
0:33:01 > 0:33:05And two shots of red eye for me and my luckless comrade here.
0:33:05 > 0:33:07Two Fifty-Fives and a red eye. Twice.
0:33:07 > 0:33:09Give it wings.
0:33:15 > 0:33:18The name's Rosie.
0:33:18 > 0:33:22Oh, right, yes. Well, hello, Rosie.
0:33:22 > 0:33:26Whatever. What's your story?
0:33:26 > 0:33:27If you have one.
0:33:27 > 0:33:31I'm a poet... poetry professor. Manhattan.
0:33:31 > 0:33:33This is my friend's first trip to America.
0:33:33 > 0:33:37I'm his Boswell. His amanuensis.
0:33:37 > 0:33:40You must be a poet. You talk funny.
0:33:42 > 0:33:44So, who's your friend?
0:33:44 > 0:33:47Dylan? Now he really is a poet.
0:33:47 > 0:33:50A famous one, too. From Wales.
0:33:50 > 0:33:52Huh? Like Moby Dick?
0:33:52 > 0:33:54Not exactly.
0:33:54 > 0:33:58He is touring America, reciting his work and the work of others.
0:33:58 > 0:34:01Poetry, hey.
0:34:02 > 0:34:07Aren't you both...men?
0:34:07 > 0:34:10Yes, isn't that funny?
0:34:10 > 0:34:12I get off in an hour.
0:34:12 > 0:34:15Oh, we'll be long gone by then.
0:34:15 > 0:34:18OK, Mr Poetry. Make sure you pay.
0:34:18 > 0:34:20Settle up before you go.
0:34:22 > 0:34:24You wake early...
0:34:24 > 0:34:27and you go out to work and you get home and you go back out again,
0:34:27 > 0:34:30because you need something for you.
0:34:31 > 0:34:36And you repeat that... You repeat that until something
0:34:36 > 0:34:38grabs your attention and forces you to listen.
0:34:43 > 0:34:45"I'm leaving."
0:34:47 > 0:34:48And then, you stop.
0:34:49 > 0:34:53Everything loses it's worth. It's meaning.
0:34:55 > 0:34:59So, you find a stool, and a glass...
0:35:01 > 0:35:03..sometimes an ear.
0:35:03 > 0:35:05- You're welcome.- And...
0:35:07 > 0:35:10..and you wait, I guess,
0:35:10 > 0:35:12for the next surprise.
0:35:15 > 0:35:17"The beauty of the world and the paragon of animals, yet to me,
0:35:17 > 0:35:20"what is this quintessence of dust?"
0:35:20 > 0:35:24"Man delights not me, nor women neither."
0:35:24 > 0:35:25CHUCKLING
0:35:25 > 0:35:26PHONE RINGING
0:35:35 > 0:35:38RINGING CONTINUES
0:35:46 > 0:35:49FAINT METALLIC CLINKING
0:35:56 > 0:35:59I have to get this done, I'm afraid.
0:35:59 > 0:36:02It wouldn't be fair on the students if I kept them waiting.
0:36:04 > 0:36:06Did they ask you to do that?
0:36:06 > 0:36:09Ha. They expect me to.
0:36:09 > 0:36:11I'm head of poetry and creative writing.
0:36:21 > 0:36:24"You tried to break my father and I walked on.
0:36:28 > 0:36:32"My dreams became the collateral of another boy's dawn.
0:36:33 > 0:36:37"To a chorus of hopeless liars I still walked on
0:36:38 > 0:36:42"Amongst the damned and the hungry, Who share the same song."
0:36:44 > 0:36:47If only they knew their work was being read by you.
0:36:48 > 0:36:50It's very moving.
0:36:52 > 0:36:54Brave boy.
0:36:56 > 0:36:59You don't just cough up parents and dreams,
0:36:59 > 0:37:01hope and shame easily.
0:37:06 > 0:37:08And you certainly don't scribble all over it.
0:37:08 > 0:37:10I'm his teacher.
0:37:11 > 0:37:16But please, tell me something that I could pass on to him.
0:37:16 > 0:37:17That would mean a great deal.
0:37:27 > 0:37:29You think I'm such a big deal.
0:37:40 > 0:37:44There's no rhythm to it, just an idea that's unexplored.
0:37:44 > 0:37:46The first part belongs to Robert Frost and the rest...
0:37:46 > 0:37:48me, probably.
0:37:49 > 0:37:52He's bullied by his own question and rhyme...
0:37:53 > 0:37:56..but all this is easily solved by confidence.
0:37:58 > 0:38:01So, if you want me to be helpful,
0:38:01 > 0:38:05truly of use to this young mind...
0:38:07 > 0:38:10..then tell him Dylan Thomas thinks he's great.
0:38:28 > 0:38:30Don't do this to me, John.
0:38:32 > 0:38:35I'm not ready for her. Not yet.
0:38:35 > 0:38:36What if she needs you
0:38:36 > 0:38:38- or the children... - They always need me.
0:38:41 > 0:38:43That's why I'm here!
0:38:43 > 0:38:45I've overstepped the mark. I'm sorry.
0:38:45 > 0:38:48I really haven't slept. Sorry.
0:38:50 > 0:38:52It would mean the end of us, John.
0:39:08 > 0:39:10- Dylan, where are you going?- Walk.
0:39:10 > 0:39:12Coming?
0:39:24 > 0:39:26It's good that we're doing this.
0:39:26 > 0:39:28Clear our heads before the next charge.
0:39:28 > 0:39:30It's beautiful.
0:39:30 > 0:39:32I've a few ideas about the Yale reading.
0:39:32 > 0:39:34Apparently, the Provost is quite a stickler for...
0:39:34 > 0:39:36- Wish I knew more.- Sorry?
0:39:36 > 0:39:37The names of things...
0:39:37 > 0:39:40plants, animals, clouds,
0:39:40 > 0:39:43but the answers aren't there. They were never put there.
0:39:43 > 0:39:47I can't describe the jealousy that bubbles up inside me when
0:39:47 > 0:39:49people offer their knowledge on tap, without asking.
0:39:49 > 0:39:53- Is that a warning? - Don't be so sensitive.
0:39:54 > 0:39:55You're scared of your talent.
0:39:55 > 0:39:57Oh, yes. Terrified.
0:39:58 > 0:40:00I knew it.
0:40:00 > 0:40:03All your behaviour is just deflection.
0:40:03 > 0:40:06From having to admit it's real and precious and fragile.
0:40:06 > 0:40:07No person could be so connected
0:40:07 > 0:40:09to the earth and human spirit by chance.
0:40:09 > 0:40:12It needs craft and you protect that craft
0:40:12 > 0:40:14by investing in the trivial within strangers.
0:40:14 > 0:40:16Am I right?
0:40:16 > 0:40:18Dylan, what are you doing?
0:40:18 > 0:40:20This is a pure way to travel.
0:40:22 > 0:40:24That's not your boat.
0:40:25 > 0:40:27- Are you getting in?- No.
0:40:27 > 0:40:31- Suit yourself.- Dylan...no.
0:40:31 > 0:40:32Dylan.
0:40:40 > 0:40:43Jesus, Dylan. These are wool pants.
0:40:43 > 0:40:45You have to keep your arms straight
0:40:45 > 0:40:47and let the weight of the oars do the work.
0:40:48 > 0:40:51- You're very deft at this. - Why wouldn't I be?
0:41:35 > 0:41:38Sometimes, I don't understand you
0:41:38 > 0:41:40and that's hard for me to admit.
0:41:42 > 0:41:48You lose me in a haze of language and imagery that often
0:41:48 > 0:41:50- don't belong togeth...- Kiss me.
0:41:51 > 0:41:54- No.- Take me to bed.
0:41:54 > 0:41:55SCOFFS Absolutely not.
0:41:55 > 0:41:57Then, punch me in the nose.
0:41:57 > 0:42:01Bloody my mind with your rage and forgive me nothing.
0:42:01 > 0:42:04Hold me tenderly as your friend and keep my secrets.
0:42:06 > 0:42:09- I don't understand.- Yes, you do.
0:42:10 > 0:42:13It's about feeling something and allowing ourselves to feel it first,
0:42:13 > 0:42:16before we tear it apart, for answers.
0:42:17 > 0:42:19Clarity and understanding are last.
0:42:21 > 0:42:24So, you write for yourself?
0:42:25 > 0:42:26For everyone.
0:42:28 > 0:42:29That's a big ask.
0:42:32 > 0:42:34Nobody asked.
0:42:38 > 0:42:41"Not for the proud man apart
0:42:41 > 0:42:44"From the raging moon I write on these spindrift pages
0:42:45 > 0:42:49"Nor for the towering dead
0:42:49 > 0:42:51"With their nightingales and psalms
0:42:52 > 0:42:55"But for the lovers, their arms
0:42:55 > 0:42:58"Round the griefs of the ages
0:42:58 > 0:43:03"Who pay no praise or wages, Nor heed my craft or art."
0:43:07 > 0:43:09Exactly.
0:43:10 > 0:43:12Exactly!
0:43:17 > 0:43:19Stop it, you mad man!
0:43:21 > 0:43:23- John!- John!
0:43:23 > 0:43:27John, over here! Hello!
0:43:27 > 0:43:29- Who are they?- Hello!
0:43:29 > 0:43:30I think it's the Hymans.
0:43:30 > 0:43:31- Over here.- Hello!
0:43:31 > 0:43:34Oh, yes. It's definitely the Hymans.
0:43:34 > 0:43:37- Hello!- She looks a hoot.
0:43:38 > 0:43:39- Hello!- Hello!
0:43:39 > 0:43:42I'm Dylan Thomas, I'm a friend of John's!
0:43:42 > 0:43:45We know. Hello to you!
0:43:45 > 0:43:46Come to dinner tonight?
0:43:46 > 0:43:48No, no... wait! We've not got the time.
0:43:48 > 0:43:50- It's our last day before Yale. - Please?
0:43:50 > 0:43:52We'd love to!
0:43:52 > 0:43:53- Eight o'clock?- Sure.
0:43:53 > 0:43:56Perfect! Perfect!
0:43:56 > 0:43:59Ciao!
0:43:59 > 0:44:01- Goodbye!- Goodbye!
0:44:01 > 0:44:02Wave, John.
0:44:05 > 0:44:06Looking forward to you!
0:44:06 > 0:44:09Oh, thank you, thank you.
0:44:15 > 0:44:17- 'Hello, John.- Hey, buddy.'
0:44:17 > 0:44:19- I got it. I got it. - Sorry we're late.- Stanley.
0:44:23 > 0:44:25- What's this for?- You kidding me?
0:44:25 > 0:44:27It's the Marciano-La Starza fight.
0:44:27 > 0:44:30I'm not missing that barn-burner. Not even for Dylan Thomas.
0:44:35 > 0:44:36Shirley.
0:44:37 > 0:44:40This is my husband, Stanley.
0:44:40 > 0:44:42Enchante.
0:44:43 > 0:44:45Shirley and Stanley are both writers.
0:44:45 > 0:44:48Stanley wrote, The Armed Vision: A Study In The Methods Of...
0:44:48 > 0:44:52John, John... Let's just say our main export is books and children.
0:44:52 > 0:44:54We produce both in abundance.
0:44:54 > 0:44:56Can I please get a drink, John? Thank you.
0:45:06 > 0:45:07- Higher.- Lower.
0:45:07 > 0:45:09Hold it.
0:45:31 > 0:45:33Look at us.
0:45:33 > 0:45:35Like two spinster aunts at a prom ball.
0:45:35 > 0:45:38Why should they have all the fun?
0:45:38 > 0:45:40You call this fun?
0:45:41 > 0:45:43Shirley likes to cut loose, once in a while.
0:45:43 > 0:45:46Like Mount Vesuvius. I indulge.
0:45:46 > 0:45:48How very catholic of you.
0:45:48 > 0:45:51Not really. We all have our vices.
0:45:51 > 0:45:53Don't you?
0:45:55 > 0:45:59I don't have time for vices. Dylan makes sure of that.
0:45:59 > 0:46:01Up until four days ago, I thought I was
0:46:01 > 0:46:05a professor of poetry in New York. Now?
0:46:06 > 0:46:08I'm not so sure.
0:46:08 > 0:46:12Benefactor, baby-sitter, nursemaid....
0:46:12 > 0:46:14Jesus, you make it sound like a marriage.
0:46:15 > 0:46:17Like you and Shirley, huh?
0:46:17 > 0:46:19Oh, I wouldn't go that far.
0:46:19 > 0:46:21There is a crucial difference, my boy.
0:46:21 > 0:46:23Oh?
0:46:24 > 0:46:25Shirley needs me.
0:46:29 > 0:46:32Come on, Boyo Rees. You're up.
0:46:32 > 0:46:33- Your turn.- No, no...
0:46:33 > 0:46:35No, Dylan!
0:46:36 > 0:46:38Come on!
0:46:38 > 0:46:41America versus Wales. Put 'em up.
0:46:41 > 0:46:42- Come on.- Put 'em up.
0:46:42 > 0:46:44Put your hands up, John. That's right.
0:46:44 > 0:46:46Whoa!
0:46:46 > 0:46:50Come on, try a bit harder. Put 'em up.
0:46:50 > 0:46:53John, try harder. You first.
0:46:53 > 0:46:54Come on!
0:46:56 > 0:47:02Jesus, John. What the fuck? Are you crazy?
0:47:02 > 0:47:04See what you did.
0:47:04 > 0:47:06You can't make friends with that.
0:47:06 > 0:47:08- I'm sorry. I didn't mean... - Everyone stabilise.
0:47:08 > 0:47:11Let's not get our pantyhose knotted, gentlemen.
0:47:12 > 0:47:14You OK, champ?
0:47:14 > 0:47:16Sucker punch. He's bleeding.
0:47:16 > 0:47:19It was an accident, Stan.
0:47:19 > 0:47:21Blood seems to be my main export these days.
0:47:21 > 0:47:23I must have some alcohol out back...
0:47:23 > 0:47:24Sit down, Rocky.
0:47:24 > 0:47:27No-one goes anywhere. It's still cocktail hour.
0:47:27 > 0:47:29Well, I hope you've got a Chinese jump rope
0:47:29 > 0:47:32or a stack of cards. Otherwise Stanley
0:47:32 > 0:47:34will start talking jazz.
0:47:34 > 0:47:37- A man needs a hobby, dear. - Like a cat needs a bicycle.
0:47:37 > 0:47:39I've got a chess set that...
0:47:39 > 0:47:41John tells me that you write horror stories.
0:47:44 > 0:47:46A young boy, let's call him Jimmy,
0:47:46 > 0:47:49is sitting in school one spring afternoon.
0:47:49 > 0:47:52He's not really paying attention to the class.
0:47:52 > 0:47:55Hell, it's double math. Algebra. Trigonometry.
0:47:55 > 0:47:56- CHUCKLING - You can't make friends with that.
0:47:56 > 0:47:58Shut up, Stan.
0:47:58 > 0:48:00Like a lot of kids his age, Jimmy is daydreaming.
0:48:00 > 0:48:04He's thinking of the World Series, and sophomore girls in bobby socks
0:48:04 > 0:48:08who look like Deanna Durbin.
0:48:08 > 0:48:10With these sweet distractions in his head
0:48:10 > 0:48:12he absent-mindedly looks out the window.
0:48:12 > 0:48:15He notices what appears to be a picture laying on the ground
0:48:15 > 0:48:18in the schoolyard. He can't stop looking at it.
0:48:18 > 0:48:21So much so, that after class, he goes and picks it up.
0:48:24 > 0:48:28It's a photograph of a pretty young girl in stovepipe pants,
0:48:28 > 0:48:33all peppercorn freckles and a smile as big as Texas.
0:48:33 > 0:48:36She is holding up two fingers. Like this...
0:48:39 > 0:48:43She is the most beautiful girl Jimmy has ever seen.
0:48:43 > 0:48:44He is captivated.
0:48:44 > 0:48:46He spends the entire evening asking around town
0:48:46 > 0:48:48if anybody knows her or where he can find her.
0:48:48 > 0:48:51But no-one knows. Jimmy returns home disappointed.
0:48:51 > 0:48:53He lies in bed that night
0:48:53 > 0:48:57staring at the picture of the girl until he falls asleep.
0:49:01 > 0:49:03Later that night, he is suddenly awoken.
0:49:07 > 0:49:09TAPPING
0:49:09 > 0:49:12Tap-tap-tap. Something rapping on his window.
0:49:12 > 0:49:13TAPPING
0:49:13 > 0:49:14Tap-tap. There it is again.
0:49:14 > 0:49:17Like someone throwing pebbles up at the windowpane.
0:49:17 > 0:49:20Looking out, Jimmy sees a figure standing in the parking lot
0:49:20 > 0:49:22opposite his house.
0:49:22 > 0:49:24The figure steps into the streetlight.
0:49:24 > 0:49:28It's the girl in the picture.
0:49:28 > 0:49:32Jimmy's heart misses a beat.
0:49:32 > 0:49:35He wastes no time and quickly rushes downstairs to see her.
0:49:35 > 0:49:36He races out of the house and...
0:49:36 > 0:49:38THUD
0:49:41 > 0:49:45He's struck by a car while crossing the street.
0:49:45 > 0:49:48Jimmy is killed instantly, dead before he hits the ground.
0:49:50 > 0:49:52So, the police investigators arrive.
0:49:52 > 0:49:55They find a picture lying next to the boy's body.
0:49:55 > 0:49:57It is a photograph of a pretty young girl.
0:49:57 > 0:50:00The kind of smile that can
0:50:00 > 0:50:01break a boy's heart.
0:50:05 > 0:50:08And that, gentlemen, concludes my story.
0:50:08 > 0:50:12Oh, except to say that in this photo the girl is holding up her fingers.
0:50:15 > 0:50:17Like this...
0:50:19 > 0:50:20CHUCKLING
0:50:20 > 0:50:22That's good!
0:50:22 > 0:50:24That's bloody good, girl!
0:50:24 > 0:50:26CHUCKLING
0:50:26 > 0:50:28Oh, my boys would love that!
0:50:29 > 0:50:31May I borrow your wife, Stanley?
0:50:31 > 0:50:33She's lightning in a bottle.
0:50:33 > 0:50:35Haven't you already got a wife?
0:50:35 > 0:50:36STANLEY LIGHTLY CHUCKLES
0:50:36 > 0:50:38Well, you know what they say,
0:50:38 > 0:50:41one is company, two's a crowd and three's a party.
0:50:42 > 0:50:44Dylan, dear, I do believe it is your turn
0:50:44 > 0:50:46to entertain me with something that goes
0:50:46 > 0:50:48- bump in the night. - Happy to oblige.
0:50:48 > 0:50:51But I don't think Stanley would approve.
0:50:56 > 0:50:57Are we sitting comfortably?
0:50:57 > 0:50:59Like biscuits and butter.
0:51:01 > 0:51:03Has anyone seen my Pouilly-Fuisse?
0:51:03 > 0:51:05I had three bottles.
0:51:05 > 0:51:06It's your turn.
0:51:08 > 0:51:10No, I don't... I don't want to.
0:51:10 > 0:51:12Come on.
0:51:12 > 0:51:16Let's see what a Harvard education can bring to the party.
0:51:16 > 0:51:17You must have a ghost story or two
0:51:17 > 0:51:19rattling around in that loaf of yours.
0:51:19 > 0:51:20Leave me alone, Dylan.
0:51:20 > 0:51:23I can help you, if you like.
0:51:23 > 0:51:25Once upon a time...
0:51:27 > 0:51:30Once...upon...
0:51:30 > 0:51:32What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?
0:51:32 > 0:51:33Come on, John. I know it's in there.
0:51:33 > 0:51:36A real horror to give us all the gooseflesh.
0:51:36 > 0:51:41- Once...upon...a time...- Detroit!
0:51:48 > 0:51:50Once upon a time in Detroit.
0:51:50 > 0:51:53Michigan? You can't make friends with that.
0:51:53 > 0:51:55Shut up, Stan.
0:51:55 > 0:51:59Go on. You were saying, John?
0:52:03 > 0:52:05Detroit.
0:52:05 > 0:52:071928.
0:52:08 > 0:52:12It was the hottest summer the city had seen in over a decade.
0:52:13 > 0:52:17They said you could fry a hamburger off the sidewalk on Woodward Avenue.
0:52:19 > 0:52:21I was 11 years old.
0:52:33 > 0:52:36There was a kid in the neighbourhood called Billy Levitt.
0:52:38 > 0:52:42Had these two white mice he'd been given from the school biology lab.
0:52:42 > 0:52:44Samson and Delilah.
0:52:46 > 0:52:48He carried them in a shoebox.
0:52:48 > 0:52:50Took them everywhere.
0:52:50 > 0:52:54I used to hang out with Billy and his older brother Tommy.
0:52:56 > 0:53:00We had the whole summer stretching out ahead of us,
0:53:00 > 0:53:04but after two weeks, playing stoop ball and skinny dipping
0:53:04 > 0:53:06started to lose its edge for Tommy.
0:53:09 > 0:53:14What was called for was a new form of...entertainment.
0:53:23 > 0:53:26Tommy did Samson first.
0:53:27 > 0:53:29Cut off his tail with a bread knife.
0:53:31 > 0:53:36We watched the poor thing roll around on the porch.
0:53:36 > 0:53:38Helpless.
0:53:39 > 0:53:42It must've been another ten minutes before the mouse was dead.
0:53:46 > 0:53:48I can see Billy just standing there.
0:53:48 > 0:53:50Fighting back tears.
0:53:52 > 0:53:54The whole time watching.
0:53:58 > 0:54:00I couldn't look at Billy.
0:54:01 > 0:54:03We both knew what was coming.
0:54:07 > 0:54:09Tommy said it was my turn next.
0:54:10 > 0:54:12Delilah was all mine.
0:54:14 > 0:54:17He snuck into his old man's room
0:54:17 > 0:54:19and came back with a hypodermic.
0:54:19 > 0:54:22Their father was diabetic.
0:54:24 > 0:54:27He made Billy get some Drano from the garage
0:54:27 > 0:54:30and together we filled the hypo.
0:54:32 > 0:54:36He even made Billy hold the bottle steady.
0:54:40 > 0:54:43Delilah could sense something was up before I tipped her out of the box.
0:54:48 > 0:54:50Tommy wouldn't let up.
0:54:51 > 0:54:53He just kept pushing...
0:54:55 > 0:54:57I knew there was no going back.
0:55:01 > 0:55:03I popped her with the needle.
0:55:04 > 0:55:06Pushed it all the way.
0:55:11 > 0:55:13This mouse, this...
0:55:14 > 0:55:16..tiny little thing...
0:55:17 > 0:55:20..balloons up in my hand.
0:55:20 > 0:55:22Like bubble gum.
0:55:26 > 0:55:28Tommy was pissing himself.
0:55:28 > 0:55:29Laughing.
0:55:33 > 0:55:34Billy wasn't watching.
0:55:36 > 0:55:37Not any more.
0:55:45 > 0:55:48This thing in my hand, it just...
0:55:49 > 0:55:51..splits wide open.
0:55:53 > 0:55:55I'm frozen.
0:55:57 > 0:55:59I can hear Tommy still laughing.
0:56:02 > 0:56:04My face is wet...
0:56:05 > 0:56:08And I start to realise it's not just because I've been crying.
0:56:17 > 0:56:19It really was hot that summer.
0:56:26 > 0:56:28Well, bravo.
0:56:28 > 0:56:32That's certainly a... memorable little story, John.
0:56:32 > 0:56:35If not technically scary.
0:56:35 > 0:56:37Tell that to the mice, Stan.
0:56:37 > 0:56:40I'm so sorry.
0:56:40 > 0:56:41Let him go.
0:56:57 > 0:56:59Seems I was wrong about this pigsty.
0:57:01 > 0:57:03Who needs New York when you've neighbours like that?
0:57:05 > 0:57:07This place is hell on wheels. I like it.
0:57:09 > 0:57:10How's your jaw?
0:57:12 > 0:57:13I'll survive.
0:57:15 > 0:57:17Though I may be reading at Yale with a lisp.
0:57:19 > 0:57:21Might make myself sound better.
0:57:35 > 0:57:37What happened to those boys?
0:57:38 > 0:57:40They grew up.
0:57:41 > 0:57:43Billy moved west.
0:57:43 > 0:57:45Tommy?
0:57:46 > 0:57:48I heard he died in the war.
0:57:48 > 0:57:50Somewhere in the Pacific.
0:57:53 > 0:57:56There are times I prefer the human race when it sleeps.
0:57:58 > 0:57:59When we dream.
0:58:02 > 0:58:05That's quite a romantic notion for a dollar-mad nightingale.
0:58:08 > 0:58:10Perhaps you should write about it.
0:58:10 > 0:58:12Perhaps I will.
0:58:13 > 0:58:15John Malcolm Brinnin.
0:58:16 > 0:58:18Perhaps I bloody will.
0:58:25 > 0:58:27Don't leave me to Stanley.
0:58:27 > 0:58:29He wants to talk Mantovani.
0:58:31 > 0:58:33Just give me a moment.
0:58:55 > 0:58:57LIGHT SNORING
0:59:25 > 0:59:27Shit. Oh.
0:59:27 > 0:59:29What time is it?
0:59:29 > 0:59:31Did I miss anything?
0:59:31 > 0:59:33Oh, sorry, honey.
0:59:35 > 0:59:37Let's have a drink.
0:59:37 > 0:59:39You know, I had another bottle...
0:59:39 > 0:59:41Take me home, Stanley.
0:59:49 > 0:59:51STATIC CRACKLING
1:01:23 > 1:01:26- Hello boss-man.- How's Superman?
1:01:26 > 1:01:29He's super. I'll pass him on, when I've finished.
1:01:31 > 1:01:34- Goodnight, Dylan. - Goodnight...and John?
1:01:36 > 1:01:38I'm ready.
1:01:38 > 1:01:39Yale, John.
1:01:41 > 1:01:42Sleep well, yes?
1:02:04 > 1:02:06Dylan. Time to get up.
1:02:07 > 1:02:08Dylan?
1:02:14 > 1:02:15Dylan?
1:02:27 > 1:02:29SIGHS
1:02:31 > 1:02:33You bastard.
1:03:06 > 1:03:08Get up!
1:03:10 > 1:03:11John!
1:04:31 > 1:04:33You're a hard man to get hold of, John.
1:04:35 > 1:04:38You've had half the Upper East Side looking for you both.
1:04:38 > 1:04:41We were getting worried that John here had shanghaied you off
1:04:41 > 1:04:44to Venus, Jupiter, Mars...
1:04:44 > 1:04:46No, just Connecticut.
1:04:49 > 1:04:51Mr Torrance, isn't it?
1:04:51 > 1:04:52Mr Thomas.
1:04:52 > 1:04:54Once again, the pleasure is all yours.
1:04:57 > 1:04:59Gentlemen? Shall we?
1:05:51 > 1:05:55And death shall have no dominion
1:06:00 > 1:06:04Dead men naked they shall be one
1:06:04 > 1:06:08With the man in the wind and the west moon
1:06:08 > 1:06:11When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone
1:06:11 > 1:06:15They shall have stars at elbow and foot
1:06:16 > 1:06:19Though they go mad they shall be sane
1:06:19 > 1:06:23Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again
1:06:24 > 1:06:27Though lovers be lost
1:06:27 > 1:06:30Love shall not
1:06:31 > 1:06:34And death shall have no dominion
1:06:36 > 1:06:39Under the windings of the sea
1:06:39 > 1:06:43They lying long shall not die windily
1:06:43 > 1:06:47Twisting on racks when sinews give way
1:06:47 > 1:06:51Strapped to a wheel yet they shall not break...
1:06:51 > 1:06:52MUSIC DROWNS SPEECH
1:07:07 > 1:07:10MUTED APPLAUSE
1:07:16 > 1:07:18APPLAUSE
1:07:31 > 1:07:34MURMURING
1:07:34 > 1:07:37So, how are you finding America, Mr Thomas?
1:07:37 > 1:07:39Very big.
1:07:39 > 1:07:42Especially when you have no friends.
1:07:42 > 1:07:45Well, hopefully, that will be rectified here in Connecticut.
1:07:45 > 1:07:47I understand Mr Thomas's next port of call is Boston?
1:07:47 > 1:07:49- Isn't that right, John?- Harvard.
1:07:54 > 1:07:58It's an Ivy League thing. Friendly rivalry.
1:07:58 > 1:08:01Some of us might debate the very definition of friendly.
1:08:01 > 1:08:02Speaking as a son of Eli,
1:08:02 > 1:08:06the 1935 Game left me in traction till Christmas.
1:08:06 > 1:08:09- You were a Bulldog?- Hmm.
1:08:09 > 1:08:11Tailback.
1:08:11 > 1:08:13Last game I played.
1:08:13 > 1:08:15Those Crimsons played rough house.
1:08:15 > 1:08:19Two bust ribs and an open leg fracture.
1:08:19 > 1:08:21But it was worth it. 14-7.
1:08:21 > 1:08:25# Boola, boola, boola, boola
1:08:25 > 1:08:29ALL: # Boola, boola Boola, boola... #
1:08:29 > 1:08:30A fellow poet?
1:08:30 > 1:08:34You might have some competition, Mr Thomas.
1:08:34 > 1:08:38Wasn't Gerald Ford assistant varsity coach back in '35?
1:08:38 > 1:08:40- He was indeed, sir.- Yeah.
1:08:40 > 1:08:43The Congressman's Congressman.
1:08:43 > 1:08:48We could use some of that Bulldog spirit in the House right now.
1:08:48 > 1:08:49What do you think, Mr Brinnin?
1:08:50 > 1:08:52John here is a Cantab.
1:08:52 > 1:08:55His Eli sympathies may be...
1:08:55 > 1:08:56a little spare.
1:08:56 > 1:08:59Well, University of Michigan, actually.
1:08:59 > 1:09:01I did graduate work at Harvard.
1:09:03 > 1:09:05Don't be hard on John.
1:09:06 > 1:09:10He's promised me the two things I seek most from America.
1:09:10 > 1:09:13What might they be, Mr Thomas?
1:09:13 > 1:09:15To meet Charlie Chaplain
1:09:15 > 1:09:18and have a date with an ash blonde movie star.
1:09:18 > 1:09:20I take it he doesn't mean Lassie.
1:09:20 > 1:09:22LAUGHTER
1:09:23 > 1:09:25GLASS CLINKING
1:09:31 > 1:09:33Do you have something to say, Mr Thomas?
1:09:33 > 1:09:35Gentlemen...
1:09:35 > 1:09:37at times like this...
1:09:39 > 1:09:42..I wish we were all hermaphrodites.
1:09:44 > 1:09:46Why do you wish that?
1:09:46 > 1:09:48Because...
1:09:49 > 1:09:51..then we could all fuck ourselves!
1:09:54 > 1:09:56There was a girl called Alice
1:09:56 > 1:09:59Who used a dynamite stick as a phallus
1:09:59 > 1:10:01They found her vagina in North Carolina
1:10:01 > 1:10:03And bits of her tits in Dallas!
1:10:03 > 1:10:04MURMURING
1:10:04 > 1:10:06Oh, don't go...
1:10:06 > 1:10:08I've got plenty more in the tank.
1:10:10 > 1:10:12Perhaps another time.
1:10:12 > 1:10:14I must excuse Mr Thomas's volubility in...
1:10:14 > 1:10:16We're all grown-ups here, John.
1:10:16 > 1:10:17That's debatable.
1:10:19 > 1:10:21A whore from Timbuktu
1:10:21 > 1:10:23Filled her vagina with glue
1:10:23 > 1:10:25She said with a grin, "If they pay to get in,
1:10:25 > 1:10:28"They can pay to get out again, too!"
1:10:30 > 1:10:32There was a plumber from Leigh
1:10:32 > 1:10:34Who was plumbing his girl by the sea
1:10:34 > 1:10:36She said, "Stop your plumbing
1:10:36 > 1:10:37"Somebody's coming."
1:10:37 > 1:10:40And the plumber still plumbing said...
1:10:42 > 1:10:43"It's me."
1:11:01 > 1:11:03MUSIC PLAYS
1:11:45 > 1:11:47This is better than Coney Island.
1:11:49 > 1:11:52Who knew a poet could be so versatile?
1:11:52 > 1:11:55Do you think Auden and Eliot do this sort of thing?
1:11:55 > 1:11:58Maybe one hula hoops, while the other plays trumpet?
1:11:58 > 1:12:00You want to see a versatile poet?
1:12:00 > 1:12:03First, I'm going to drink this bottle of Scotch.
1:12:03 > 1:12:05Then, I'm going to look for a bottle of vodka.
1:12:07 > 1:12:09CHUCKLING
1:12:09 > 1:12:10It's not that funny.
1:12:10 > 1:12:13Yeah. Yeah, it is.
1:12:14 > 1:12:16You want to know why?
1:12:18 > 1:12:20You're not even a poet any more.
1:12:22 > 1:12:25Hey, don't shoot the messenger.
1:12:26 > 1:12:29You made your bed. New vocation.
1:12:29 > 1:12:31You're a sideshow huckster now.
1:12:31 > 1:12:34With your very own circus bear.
1:12:34 > 1:12:37Well, I guess you would know about that sort of thing.
1:12:37 > 1:12:39Is that how you danced for Loomis and the school committee?
1:12:39 > 1:12:41Turning tricks for monkey nuts?
1:12:41 > 1:12:44Slow down, mister. You forget who you're talking to.
1:12:44 > 1:12:46Actually, I've been asking myself
1:12:46 > 1:12:48that very question these past few days.
1:12:49 > 1:12:51Who are you, Jack?
1:12:51 > 1:12:52I don't know.
1:12:52 > 1:12:54Just who the hell are you?
1:12:54 > 1:12:56I'm the guy who could have saved your ass.
1:12:56 > 1:12:58LAUGHTER IN BACKGROUND
1:12:58 > 1:13:02But it is too late now, because your star act told the Provost of Yale
1:13:02 > 1:13:04to go fuck himself.
1:13:04 > 1:13:06No, strike that.
1:13:06 > 1:13:09The Provost, the Vice-Chancellor,
1:13:09 > 1:13:12the Associate Vice-Chancellor, Endowed Professors
1:13:12 > 1:13:15and half the collegiate board of governors. Yale.
1:13:16 > 1:13:18Fucking Yale.
1:13:19 > 1:13:21LIGHT CHUCKLING
1:13:21 > 1:13:24What? What's so funny?
1:13:24 > 1:13:27To Jack. Good ol' Jack.
1:13:28 > 1:13:30There is just one thing I want to know.
1:13:30 > 1:13:32What was your angle?
1:13:32 > 1:13:33It's been bugging me.
1:13:33 > 1:13:35Professional jealousy?
1:13:35 > 1:13:38Proving inadequacy on my part?
1:13:38 > 1:13:41Did you want the sponsorship money for yourself?
1:13:41 > 1:13:42What is it?
1:13:42 > 1:13:46Or...or...another paternity suit?
1:13:46 > 1:13:47Damn! Those cheerleaders...
1:13:47 > 1:13:49You faggot.
1:13:51 > 1:13:54Get over it. You're done.
1:14:04 > 1:14:05Poor John.
1:14:07 > 1:14:08I did warn you.
1:14:09 > 1:14:11Hold on to the straps, kid.
1:14:12 > 1:14:15When I'm done, you're going to be teaching
1:14:15 > 1:14:18Mother Goose to Polak kids up in Greenpoint.
1:14:18 > 1:14:21SOLO MALE VOICE SINGING IN THE BACKGROUND
1:14:35 > 1:14:40# She was a fishmonger and it was no wonder
1:14:40 > 1:14:45# As were her mother and father before
1:14:45 > 1:14:49# They both wheeled their barrows through streets
1:14:49 > 1:14:53# Broad and narrow, crying cockles and mussels
1:14:55 > 1:14:57# Alive a-live-oh
1:14:57 > 1:15:02# Alive a-live-oh alive a-live-oh
1:15:02 > 1:15:07# Crying cockles and mussels alive a-live-oh
1:15:07 > 1:15:08# She was...
1:15:11 > 1:15:15# She died of a fever
1:15:15 > 1:15:19# No-one could relieve her
1:15:19 > 1:15:23# And that was the end of sweet...
1:15:28 > 1:15:31# The ghost wheeled her barrow...
1:15:31 > 1:15:33# Through streets... #
1:15:35 > 1:15:36Let's go.
1:16:39 > 1:16:42We're home. Casa Brinnin.
1:16:44 > 1:16:46- Was I asleep long?- Enough.
1:16:48 > 1:16:50You slept enough.
1:16:51 > 1:16:52Good.
1:16:58 > 1:17:01We made a holy show last night.
1:17:01 > 1:17:02Did we?
1:17:04 > 1:17:08It's probably spread like a bush fire across every East Coast campus.
1:17:09 > 1:17:11Fuck them in the eye, John.
1:17:11 > 1:17:15And the ear, we were drunk.
1:17:15 > 1:17:19Any person with a beating heart could see and understand that.
1:17:19 > 1:17:21If not, they don't matter.
1:17:23 > 1:17:27Jack's probably at breakfast with Loomis now.
1:17:27 > 1:17:29Sharing his political...take.
1:17:31 > 1:17:33I can feel them laughing at me.
1:17:36 > 1:17:38I'll pack my things on Monday.
1:17:39 > 1:17:41Say fuck, John.
1:17:42 > 1:17:45Say arse and shit
1:17:45 > 1:17:47and kick those ghosts out of your bed.
1:17:48 > 1:17:49I wouldn't worry.
1:17:50 > 1:17:53No, you wouldn't, would you!
1:17:56 > 1:17:58And you dropped this.
1:17:58 > 1:18:00You dropped it three times last night.
1:18:01 > 1:18:03And you accuse me of being scared.
1:18:11 > 1:18:13No, you don't!
1:18:24 > 1:18:25If you're ready?
1:18:44 > 1:18:47Fuck. Ass. Shit.
1:19:35 > 1:19:39- CAITLIN:- If only you took this long in the bedroom to open me up.
1:19:42 > 1:19:44Little man.
1:19:45 > 1:19:48Half man.
1:19:48 > 1:19:50Crumpled boy.
1:19:59 > 1:20:02What gives you courage now, my curious child?
1:20:04 > 1:20:08What woman has left her scent on you,
1:20:08 > 1:20:12her dirty stain, that's given you courage to come back to me?
1:20:12 > 1:20:14- Huh?- There's only you...
1:20:14 > 1:20:17Stop!
1:20:17 > 1:20:18You've left holes.
1:20:20 > 1:20:23Holes that need to be filled...
1:20:24 > 1:20:27..my little cherub,
1:20:27 > 1:20:29my angel-eyed demon.
1:20:31 > 1:20:33Holes in our children's stomachs.
1:20:33 > 1:20:36They're starving.
1:20:36 > 1:20:40Starving in a way a child should never be made to starve.
1:20:40 > 1:20:41They're starving!
1:20:45 > 1:20:47Holes in our home which were once
1:20:47 > 1:20:49stuffed full with your shapeless body.
1:20:50 > 1:20:52And holes in me,
1:20:52 > 1:20:55holes that I've tried to fill,
1:20:55 > 1:20:56with drink...
1:20:59 > 1:21:00..and words...
1:21:01 > 1:21:03..and reason...
1:21:05 > 1:21:08..little food...
1:21:08 > 1:21:11and the odd land-craving sailor.
1:21:16 > 1:21:18You know I'm spoiled.
1:21:21 > 1:21:23Why do you need me so?
1:21:26 > 1:21:28This is it...
1:21:29 > 1:21:32This is how it has to be until we devour each other.
1:21:32 > 1:21:34Until we are set free.
1:21:38 > 1:21:40SOBBING
1:21:44 > 1:21:47You had to come.
1:21:47 > 1:21:49You had to come here, didn't you?
1:21:51 > 1:21:53You're not finished yet.
1:21:54 > 1:21:57You're not finished yet.
1:22:21 > 1:22:23Dylan?
1:22:24 > 1:22:28Dylan! Where are you?
1:22:30 > 1:22:32Dylan?
1:22:32 > 1:22:33Where did you go?
1:22:41 > 1:22:43Can I get you anything?
1:22:53 > 1:22:54What a woman!
1:22:54 > 1:22:59What a ground shaking celestial furnace of a creature.
1:23:00 > 1:23:04"Come back to us our angel of rhyme and life giver." Ha!
1:23:04 > 1:23:06She's a better writer than me, always has been.
1:23:06 > 1:23:08Look at that penmanship.
1:23:08 > 1:23:10And those thighs!
1:23:12 > 1:23:14I can't waste any more time.
1:23:14 > 1:23:16- Waste?- The Boston train's tomorrow,
1:23:16 > 1:23:19early, mustn't be late.
1:23:19 > 1:23:22Prepared, be prepared.
1:23:22 > 1:23:24I'll pack now. Come on, John.
1:23:24 > 1:23:26Waste your time?
1:23:26 > 1:23:29There is nothing left you can take from me, is there?
1:23:29 > 1:23:30I'm empty.
1:23:30 > 1:23:33You have gorged on my heart and mind and left me nothing.
1:23:33 > 1:23:36- Take it easy, John. - You selfish vampire!
1:23:37 > 1:23:39CHUCKLES
1:23:39 > 1:23:41Vampire?
1:23:48 > 1:23:50What did that woman say?
1:23:50 > 1:23:53My wife, John! It's none of your business.
1:23:53 > 1:23:54What did she say that awoke you from your dream?
1:23:54 > 1:23:56I need to know.
1:23:56 > 1:23:57What is it she can scribble down...
1:23:57 > 1:23:59- Stop it, John.- ..in her violent
1:23:59 > 1:24:01cheap-hand that eclipses my entire being.
1:24:01 > 1:24:03- Stop it!- That bitch!
1:24:03 > 1:24:06GRUNTING
1:24:06 > 1:24:09I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
1:24:13 > 1:24:14PANTING
1:24:31 > 1:24:34Sorry I wasn't enough for you.
1:24:35 > 1:24:36You were never meant to be.
1:24:39 > 1:24:42There is no secret, John.
1:24:42 > 1:24:44No Holy Grail.
1:24:45 > 1:24:47Just what's in front of all of us.
1:24:49 > 1:24:51Don't open a book.
1:24:52 > 1:24:54Open a window.
1:25:57 > 1:25:59A stranger has come
1:26:00 > 1:26:05To share my room in the house not right in the head
1:26:05 > 1:26:07A girl mad as birds
1:26:08 > 1:26:10Bolting the night of the door
1:26:10 > 1:26:14with her arm her plume
1:26:14 > 1:26:17Strait in the mazed bed
1:26:17 > 1:26:21She deludes the heaven-proof house with entering clouds
1:26:21 > 1:26:25Yet she deludes with walking the nightmarish room
1:26:25 > 1:26:28At large as the dead
1:26:28 > 1:26:32Or rides the imagined oceans of the male wards
1:26:32 > 1:26:34She has come possessed
1:26:34 > 1:26:37Who admits the delusive light
1:26:37 > 1:26:40Through the bouncing wall
1:26:40 > 1:26:43Possessed by the skies
1:26:43 > 1:26:47She sleeps in the narrow trough yet she walks the dust
1:26:47 > 1:26:50Yet raves at her will
1:26:50 > 1:26:55On the madhouse boards worn thin by my walking tears
1:26:55 > 1:27:00And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last
1:27:00 > 1:27:03I may without fail
1:27:03 > 1:27:08Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.
1:27:38 > 1:27:40Once you get to Boston there will be a driver waiting.
1:27:40 > 1:27:42Their Dean wants to introduce you
1:27:42 > 1:27:44and you're committed to two 20-minute sets.
1:27:44 > 1:27:48I'll let them know about your travel arrangements in the morning.
1:27:48 > 1:27:49Thank you.
1:27:49 > 1:27:51I have taken the liberty of advancing you money
1:27:51 > 1:27:53for the next two weeks and have portioned some
1:27:53 > 1:27:55into an envelope for home.
1:27:57 > 1:27:59Perhaps you can wire it to Caitlin?
1:28:01 > 1:28:02Thank you, John.
1:28:06 > 1:28:07Dylan?
1:28:07 > 1:28:11I now know what you mean when you say it is about feelings.
1:28:12 > 1:28:13Something...
1:28:18 > 1:28:20EXHALES Let's get you to the station.
1:28:20 > 1:28:22So you can terrorise somebody else.
1:29:08 > 1:29:10APPLAUSE
1:29:27 > 1:29:30Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
1:29:30 > 1:29:34About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green
1:29:35 > 1:29:40The night above the dingle starry, time let me hail and climb
1:29:41 > 1:29:45Golden in the heydays of his eyes
1:29:45 > 1:29:50And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
1:29:50 > 1:29:55And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
1:29:55 > 1:29:58Trail with daisies and barley
1:29:59 > 1:30:02Down the rivers of the windfall light...
1:30:51 > 1:30:54MUSIC: Set Fire To The Stars by Gruff Rhys
1:31:08 > 1:31:11# Set fire to the stars
1:31:11 > 1:31:13# The great, the good
1:31:13 > 1:31:16# The kings, the czars
1:31:16 > 1:31:20# Can't blink from them guitars
1:31:20 > 1:31:21# Took the call
1:31:21 > 1:31:23# And crashed the car
1:31:23 > 1:31:25# Spinning to the ground
1:31:28 > 1:31:30# Tumbling to the ground
1:31:33 > 1:31:37# We could be fallen there
1:31:37 > 1:31:41# Leaves and cobwebs from the head
1:31:41 > 1:31:46# Skyscrapers running by
1:31:46 > 1:31:49# Willing to this merry-go-round
1:31:49 > 1:31:51# And round
1:31:53 > 1:31:56# Spinning to the ground
1:32:00 > 1:32:07# Have you set fire to the stars?
1:32:07 > 1:32:09# Light the match
1:32:09 > 1:32:15# That takes the bite
1:32:15 > 1:32:23# We're setting fire to the stars
1:32:25 > 1:32:26# Let's fill our drinks
1:32:26 > 1:32:31# And crash the car
1:33:10 > 1:33:14# Abandoned souls will carry on
1:33:14 > 1:33:18# Without a care to sing their song
1:33:18 > 1:33:22# Keeping up with hurricanes
1:33:22 > 1:33:26# Spit out the week and start again
1:33:26 > 1:33:28# Tumbling to the ground
1:33:30 > 1:33:34# Spinning to the ground
1:33:36 > 1:33:44# Did you set fire to the stars?
1:33:45 > 1:33:46# Light the match
1:33:46 > 1:33:52# That takes the bite
1:33:54 > 1:34:01# We're setting fire to the stars
1:34:01 > 1:34:03# Let's fill our drinks
1:34:03 > 1:34:08# And crash the car. #