their sums
Who would pour water
in a bathtub
full of holes?
Who would think of it?
Only a madman
It is to see if the boy
can calculate, girl
Figures...
nothing else
How many gallons
and how long?
In a bathtub
full of holes
Now I know why I have
such a tribe of sons
It is you, Beth Morgan,
is the cause
Look you,
Mr. Gruffydd,
have you
something else?
The decimal point
The decimal point
The decimal point, then
And peace to my house!
Go and scratch
Uh, it's
getting late
I've got
to get along
We'll follow the decimal point
tomorrow night
Yes, sir
Good night
Good night, Mrs. Morgan
Good night,
Mr. Gruffydd
Who is there
that cannot look back
and remember his first day
at a new school?
To go alone the long walk
over the hills
to the next valley
the first of my family
to have the privilege
of attending
a national school
So you're the new boy?
Yes, sir
You're late
Yes, sir
What a dirty
little sweep it is
[Laughter]
Who are your people?
Where are you from?
Cwm Rhondda
Cwm Rhondda?
Oh, a little genius
from the coal pits,
and they expect me
to make a scholar of it
All right, come in
Were you brought up
in stables?
[Laughter]
Well, shut the door
[Laughter]
Your boots are muddy
They were clean
when I left home
You will
address me as sir,
or I'll put a stick
about your back
Now, sit down here
Yes, sir
Ha ha ha!
[Laughter]
Come here, you dirty
little sweep
What have we here?
A pencil box
Pretty, too
Hey, you broke
my pencil box!
[Shrieking]
Mervyn, Mervyn, stop it!
You'll hurt him!
Hit him! Hit him!
L... I fell on the mountain
Did you win, Huw?
No
lanto!
Fetch Dai Bando
Dai Bando, is it?
Are you willing to go
to school tomorrow?
Yes, sir
Good
From tonight,
you shall get a penny
for every mark
on your face,
sixpence
for a bloody nose,
a shilling
for a black eye,
and two shillings
for a broken nose
Gwilym, stop it
Fight again,
and when you come home,
not another look
will you get from me,
not another word
Break your own nose,
then
Break your
mother's heart
A boy must fight, Beth
Fight? Fight, is it?
Another beating
like that
and he would
walk home dead
Beating?
He's had no beating
A hiding, yes,
but no beating
Give the boy time,
it will be he
that's giving
the beating, is it?
Dai Bando,
come into the house
Good evening,
Mrs. Morgan
Good Evening,
Mrs. Morgan
Leave off
your hat
Dai Bando is going to
teach you to box, Huw
To fight first
To fight first
Too many call
themselves boxers
who are not
even fighters
Boxing is an art,
is it?
It is It is
Go along with you, girl
A cup of tea
for the men, is it?
Tea?
Tea? No tea, Mrs. Morgan
In training, he is
A glass of beer
if you please
Baths full of holes
and now prizefighters
Get him!
Come on!
Get him!
Come on,
get him, Mervyn!
Get up! Get up!
Hit him!
Knock him down,
Mervyn!
Hit him, Mervyn!
Our wild little coal-mining friend
has been indulging
in his favorite
sport again, eh?
Mr. Phillips,
make a back, please
I refuse, sir
Make a back,
Mr. Phillips!
I refuse, sir!
Mr. Mills,
make a back
Here
Put this in between
your teeth
Bite it hard
Well, the scholar!
[Whimpering]
Huw!
Lad!
I'll go to my death
You got that in school?
He's cut you to the bone
Who was it?
Mr. Jonas?
We'll have a word with him
No
Why not?
I broke the rule
when I fought
There's no rule for that
But he warned me
Rubbish, boy!
Wait, Davy
This is Huw's affair
He shall decide
Say the word, lad,
and we will have
the bones hot from his flesh
No Leave him alone
I think our baby brother
is becoming quite a man
These denominations
are used in measuring
distances and...
Yes?
Right!
Good morning,
Mister, uh
Jonas
- Mr. Jonas
- Mr. Jonas
We have come
to the right place, indeed
Ha ha ha!
What can I do
for you?
A man is never
too old to learn,
Is it, Mr. Jonas?
No
I was in school
myself once,
but no great one
for