And now you must pay the price
of all women like you
You have brought a child into the world
against the Commandment!
Prayer is wasted on your sort!
You shall be cast out into the outer darkness
till you have learned your lesson!
Ceinwen Lewis
do you admit your sin?
Yes
Then prepare to suffer your punishment!
Stop it!
Angharad!
Leave her alone, you hypocrite!
Sit down, Mr. Morgan
You...
Sit down!
[Sobbing]
How could you stand there and watch them?
Cruel old men groaning and nodding to hurt her more
That is not the word of God
"Go thou, and sin no more," Jesus said!
Angharad!
You know your Bible too well, life too little
I know enough of life to know that Ceinwen Lewis
is no worse than I am
Angharad!
What do the deacons know?
What do you know
about what could happen to a poor girl
when she loves a man so much
that to lose sight of him for a moment is torture?
Does that hurt you, Huw?
Easy, now
Huw?
Angharad Angharad!
I am a man now!
Kindly leave the kitchen!
Oh, so you're a man now, is it?
Ow!
Ha ha ha!
Hey! Hey!
Blasphemy, sacrilege, and hypocrisy!
Can't a man smoke his pipe
and read his paper on the sabbath?
Oh, go and blow your nose!
[Knock on Door]
Come in!
[Knock Knock]
Come in!
[Knock Knock]
What under the blaz...
Good morning, Morgan
Good morning, Mr. Evans
Sit down, sir
Uh...
Sit down, sir
Oh Thank you
Mr. Evans
The mine owner himself
Angharad
Ahh
Now to business, Morgan
Yes, sir
Uh
I've come here on a very delicate mission, Morgan
No trouble, sir?
No, no, no
No trouble, but it worries me
Yes, sir
I'm here to get your permission
that my son lestyn
may have permission...
Ah-choo!
Bless you, Morgan
Thank you, sir
Now, where was I?
Permission
Oh, yes That my son lestyn may have permission,
with your daughter's permission,
to call upon her
There we are
We are a very proud family, Mr. Evans
Yes, yes, I know, I know, Morgan,
but this is not my doing, Morgan
It's that young boy...
Mr. Evans, your son has my permission
to speak to me
Thank you Thank you, Morgan
I'm very much obliged to you
Yes, sir Yes, sir
Good old Welsh blood, you know,
and all that sort of thing
I'm very much obliged, Morgan
Yes, sir Yes, sir
Good day, Morgan
Beth! Beth!
Come, come, come My shoes Get my shoes
You, girl, get up to your room
Have you no modesty left in you? Get up there
Take your hand out... My shoes! Find the shoes!
Why don't you get your jackets on? Get your...
[Knock on Door]
Mr. Morgan
Sit down
This is my wife Mrs. Morgan
How do you do?
Mr. Morgan, I've come to ask your permission
to speak to your daughter Angharad
These are my sons
Yes I know them
Ah-choo!
- God bless you - God bless you
[Clock Strikes 9:00]
You shouldn't be here
I couldn't spend another night without knowing
What has happened?
Is anything wrong?
Wrong?
You know what I mean
Why have you changed towards me?
Why am I a stranger now?
Have I done anything?
No
The blame is mine
Your mother spoke to me after chapel
She's happy to think
you'll be having plenty all your days
lestyn Evans
You could do no better
I don't want him! I want you
Angharad
I have spent nights, too,
trying to think this out
When I took up this work,
I knew what it meant
It meant sacrifice and devotion
It meant making it my whole life
to the... to the exclusion of everything else
That I was perfectly willing to do
But to share it with another
Do you think I will have you going threadbare
all your life,
depending on the charity of others
for your good meals,
our children growing up in cast-off clothing,
and ourselves thanking God for parenthood
in a house full of bits?
No I can bear with such a life
for the sake of my work,
but I think I'd start to kill
if I saw the white come to your hair
20 years before its time
Why?
Why would you start to kill?
Are you a man or a saint?
I am no saint,
but I have a duty towards you
Let me do it
[Bell Ringing]
Is there to be no singing
for my daughter's wedding, Dai Bando?
[Singing in Welsh]
Now, then, the bathtub
holds 100 gallons
"A" fills it at the rate
of 20 gallons a minute
and "B" at the rate
of 10 gallons a minute
Got that, Mr. Morgan?
20 and 10 gallons Yes, sir
Now, then,
"C" is a hole that empties it
at the rate
of 5 gallons a minute
How long, uh
to fill the tub?
Hmm
Ha ha ha!
They're silly
trying to fill a bathtub
full of holes, indeed
A sum it is, girl, a sum,
a problem for the mind,
for his examination into school next month
That old national school...
just silly they are with 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, 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
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 knowledge
Look here, what do you want?
Knowledge
How would you go about
taking the measurement
of a stick, Mr. Jonas?
By its length, of course
And how would you measure a man
who would use a stick on a boy 1/3 his size?
Tell us
Now, you are good in the use of a stick,
but boxing is my subject,
according to the rules laid down
by the good Marquis of Queensberry
God rest his soul
And happy I am
to pass on my knowledge to you
Mr. Motshill!
All right, get him into position, now
Now, look, to make a good boxer,
you must have a good right hand, you see?
Now, you see,
that is how you will punish your man...
with a right and a left
The gentleman is talking to you
Raise him
Come on, come on Up, up, up
Position again
Could I have your attention, boys and girls?
I am not accustomed to speaking in public
Only public houses
But this never use
It's against the rules
Break a man's nose
Now, then...
I'm afraid he will never make a boxer
No aptitude for knowledge
[Whistle Blowing]
[Bell Clanging]
Mr. Gruffydd!
Ivor fell under a tram...
lower level
[Crying]
Ivor!
[Praying in Welsh]
We have our first grandson, Gwil
Give one and take the other
Tell that to that girl up there!
She'll have an answer for you
Do not kindle the wrath
To hell with the wrath!
And I'm saying it plain to be heard
Ah, 'tis good
With honors, then
Our son is a scholar
What is it, Huw?
I can't make sense with it
Latin it is
Latin, is it?
Why not good Welsh or even English?
It is the fashion
Fashion Frenchies, decimal points,
and bathtubs full of holes
My poor Huw,
they've stuffed your head with Latin
Beth, my old beauty, you
a black eye, is it?
Go ahead, shout! Wake up the baby, then
There is beautiful
The image of my father, he is
What bloody nonsense
Now then, Huw, what will it be?
To Cardiff to school, then the university
to be a lawyer, is it, or a doctor?
Dr Huw Morgan
Well, Uncle Huw, that will be something special
Yes, indeed, with a lovely horse and trap
and a good black suit
and a shirt with starch
Oh, there is good, my little one
Now then, a glass of buttermilk for you
with all your knowledge
Yes, mother, and some of Bron's shortcake
Oh, and my shortcake is to be fed to the pigs, is it?
No, only I finished yours yesterday
Today is shortcake day with Bron
I'm sorry, Huw, only currant bread I made today
Nobody to eat it now
Oh, Mother, I'm lonely without him
I put his boots and clothes ready every night,
but they're there still in the morning
There is lonely I am
Gwil, I will have Bron here
to live if she will come
Not Bron
One mistress in the house
Now, Huw, what will it be?
I will go down the colliery with you, sir
Have sense, boy The colliery is no place for you
Why not try for a respectable job?
Respectable?
Are you and his brothers a lot of old jailbirds?
Aw, leave it now, Beth
I only want the best for the boy
If he is as good a man as you and his brothers,
I will rest happy
I'm thinking of the boy's future
It was different in our day...
there was good money and fair play for all
But Huw is a scholar
Why take brains down a coal mine?
I would rather, sir
All right
Decide for yourself,
but blame yourself if you are wrong
The colliery, sir
All right The colliery it is
Good
Where are you going?
To get drunk!
Bron?
I am going down the colliery
Oh, the colliery, is it?
The old coal will be shaking in its seam
Bron
Bro... Bron, would you have me to live in this house
and have my wages?
Your home is with your mother
It was she who sent me
From pity?
No, from sense
If you put clothes night and morning,
let them be my clothes
Good old man
Yes or no, Bron?
Yes
Goo... Good
Good I will get my bed
[Singing in Welsh]
[Whistle Blowing]
So it is a man now, is it?
And could I carry such a man?
Lanto!
Ha ha ha!
5 shillings
7 and tuppence
Move along!
Thanks
3 shillings
209
£102
£210 Discharged, Morgan
Move along
£210 Discharged, Morgan
£110
And so it came to lanto and Davy...
the best workers in the colliery
but too highly paid
to compete with poorer, more desperate men
[Bell Ringing]
Will you read us a chapter, Father?
Yes, my son
Ahem
"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures
He leadeth me beside the still waters
He restoreth my soul
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness
for his name's sake
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil
for thou art with me
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me
Thou preparest a table before me
in the presence of mine enemies
Thou anointest my head with oil"
[Door Closes]
"My cup runneth over"
One line to Owen and Gwil,
down to Cape Town to Angharad,
over here to Canada to lanto,
and down here to Davy in New Zealand
And you are the star,
shining on them from this house
all the way across the continents and the oceans
All the way?
How far am I shining if you can put it all
on a little piece of paper?
Aw, now, a map it is, my old beauty
A picture of the world to show you where they are
I know where they are
without any old maps
or scratches or spiders or pencils
They are in the house
Then Angharad came back from Cape Town
without her husband
She did not come to us
but stayed at the big Evans house...
her house on top of the hill
To see Mrs. Evans, please
Who is it?
Huw Morgan
Her brother, is it?
Come in
Why, Huw
Mrs. Nicholas, will you bring some tea, please?
Sit down, Huw
There is grown you are
and changed
You, too
I look ill and ought to take care of myself
Everyone coming in the house says so,
so you say it, too, and let us finish with it
But tell me all the news
How is...
How are all the boys and girls we used to know?
Well
the Jenkins girls are married
Maldwyn Hughes has gone to be a doctor
Rhys Howell is in a solicitor's office,
and he's sending home 10 shillings a week
and Mr. Gruffydd
is still first up and last to bed
How is he, Huw?
Not as he was
Is he ill?
Inside... in his eyes
and in his voice
Like you
Please go home, Huw
I'm sorry
Now then, Mrs. Evans Tea, is it?
Leave it, Mrs. Nicholas
I will pour
Well!
I always did the pouring
for Mr. Lestyn's poor mother
I will pour
Yes, Mrs. Evans
A new mistress is like new sheets...
yes, a little bit stiff
but washings to come
Why do you have her here?
37 years with the family,
or so she tells me 60 times a day
Have some tea, Huw
You don't want me to go?
No No, Huw
I'm sorry for being nasty
Please stay
Oh, Huw!
I tried to tell mother, but, oh...
[Sobbing]
Not for me to say
Only the housekeeper I am
37 years in the family
and living to curse the day!
It will not surprise me any day
to see the old master rise white from his grave
'Tis only the gravestone is holding him down,
I will swear
Then what is it, Mrs. Nicholas?
Divorce
- Divorce! - Divorce!
Saying nothing I am,
but that is what is in her mind
She is here without her husband, is it?
And why?
'Tis because she is in love with this preacher
Preacher, I said! Mr. Gruffydd it is
But Mr. Gruffydd has not been near the house
What difference is that, girl?
Get on with your work!
We will not say a word, Mrs. Nicholas
- Oh, no! - No, no!
Liar! Liar!
You're a filthy liar!
[Jeering and Shouting]
You're a filthy liar!
- Come on! - Get him!
Come on, Roger!
Get him, Roger!
Let up!
Let me at him!
- Aw! - Aw!
Liar! Liar! Liar!
- Ha Ha! - Ha Ha!
As the slag had spread over my valley,
So now a blackness spread over the minds of its people
For the first time in my memory,
our front door was shut tight in the daytime
Dada?
Well, Huw,
trouble with the philistines, is it?
Huw, what is it now? Look at your hands
Evan john
He... He said things about Angharad and Mr. Gruffydd
The children, too
You were right, my son
I will be back for breakfast
You will not go to chapel?
No
And if they do this thing
I will never set foot in the chapel again
as long as I live
I will have the sheets warm on your bed
There is an old beauty you are
Go and scratch, boy
What is this about the chapel, mother?
Tonight after the service,
a deacons' meeting over Angharad
Angharad?
But she has done nothing
Nothing is enough
for people who have minds like cesspools
Oh, Huw, my little one,
I hope when you're grown
their tongues will be slower to hurt
But will Angharad have to be at the meeting?
No, none of us will be there
But the disgrace will not stay away
I will go, mother
[Singing in Welsh]
This is the last time
I will talk in this chapel
I am leaving the valley
with regret
toward those who have helped me here
and who have let me help them
But
for the rest of you
those of you who have only proved
that I have wasted my time among you,
I have only this to say
There is not one among you
who has had the courage
to come to me
and accuse me of wrongdoing
And yet, by any standard,
if there has been a sin,
I am the one
who should be branded the sinner
Will anyone raise his voice here now
to accuse me?
No
You're cowards, too,
as well as hypocrites
but I don't blame you
The fault is mine as much as yours
The idle tongues
the poverty of mind which you have shown
mean that I have failed to reach most of you
with the lesson I was given to teach
Huw?
I thought, when I was a young man,
that I would conquer the world with truth
I thought I would lead an army
greater than Alexander ever dreamed of
not to conquer nations
but to liberate mankind
Yes, sir
with truth
and the golden sound of the word
But only a few of them heard
Only a few of you understood
The rest of you put on black and sat in chapel!
Why do you come here?
Why do you dress your hypocrisy in black
and parade before your God on Sunday?
From love?
No
For you've shown that your hearts are too withered
to receive the love of your Divine Father
I know why you've come
I've seen it in your faces Sunday after Sunday
as I've stood here before you
Fear has brought you here...
horrible, superstitious fear
Fear of divine retribution
A bolt of fire from the skies,
the vengeance of the Lord and the justice of God
But you have forgotten the love of Jesus
You disregard his sacrifice
Death, fear, flames, horror, and black clothes!
Hold your meeting, then
But know if you do this in the name of God
and in the house of God,
you blaspheme against Him and His word
Wait!
There is a meeting, Master Morgan
Well, Huw
I'm glad you've come
Thank you, sir
Is there anything I can do?
Indeed there is
You can do me a great service
This watch,
my father gave it to me
when I entered the ministry
It's marked time we both loved
Take it
Oh, no, sir
A service I said you'd be doing me
No need for us to shake hands
We will live in the minds of each other
Mr. Gruffydd,
won't you see Angharad before you go?
She wants you to
No
If I were to see her again,
I couldn't find the strength to leave her
Goodbye, Huw
And there's a good old man you are
[Whistle Blowing]
[Crowd Shouting]
What is it now?
Fire or flood or what?
Cave-in, they're saying
Take me up by there
What good in the darkness of a mine?
Your eyes are no longer good in the daylight
from the blows you have taken in the ring
I can still swing a pick
deeper than any man
Take me up there
[Explosion]
- Aah! - Aah!
[Whistle Blowing]
Aah!
Bron! Bron!
Gwilym!
Those of you with relatives
Let them to the pit
Gwilym Morgan?
Not yet, sir
Mr. Gruffydd,
on the lower level he was
[Coughing]
My father?
Not yet, Mrs. Evans
[Crying]
[Woman Screams]
[Crying and Moaning]
[Church Bell Ringing]
Angharad
Who is for Gwilym Morgan
and the others?
I, for one
He is the blood of my heart
Come, Cyfartha
'Tis a coward I am,
but I will hold your coat
[Singing in Welsh]
Dada!
[Echoing] Dada! Dada!
Dada!
Huw
Lad
Dada!
Huw
Dada
Mr. Gruffydd!
There's a good old man you are
He came to me just now
Ivor was with him
He spoke to me
and told me of the glory he had seen
Look
[Church Bell Ringing]
[Singing in Welsh]
Men like my father cannot die
they are with me still,
real in memory as they were in flesh,
loving and beloved forever
How green was my valley then
[Singing in Welsh]
[Church Bell Ringing]
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