My Life for Ireland Page #2
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The allotted time is up.
Give them a few minutes.
Maeve. You will be alone
in your most difficult hour.
Don't talk about me, Michael.
Take this. It was my father's.
Only to be worn by the best of us.
May our son wear it one day.
God willing.
Farewell, Maeve O'Brien.
Farewell, Michael.
Come on. You only die once.
My dear colleague.
You know they're not
to sing that song.
What song? Oh, right.
Well, it's that new guy.
- O'Connor?
- O'Connor. Come.
- Yes, sir?
- You're not to sing this song.
- You always start it. I heard it.
- Yes, it's a funny song.
Funny? Let's hope
the headmaster hasn't heard you.
You always want to cause trouble?
All right, all right.
A very revealing list of pupils
you've sent to the Secret Service.
There are some names
of interest on it.
Foggerty, O'Higgins, O'Brien.
All sons whose fathers
caused us a lot of problems before.
But that was many years ago.
We specifically selected these boys.
Given them a generous education-
Living with English boys
from the best families.
Once we've taught them to think
like the English...
we'll have won the game.
It's not for nothing
60 pounds per year for each boy.
I'm not a fan of these soft
educational methods.
Even the best treatment
can't turn a young wolf into a lap dog.
Don't forget that.
That wasn't fair.
- Come here.
- Yes, sir?
To get a sense of fair play,
you'll be the umpire for a while.
- Yes, Mr. Croke.
- And you, join the game.
- You know hitting is not allowed.
- Especially if someone sees it.
So you think it's all right as long
as you're not caught?
You're like an old woman.
Leave him alone.
I'd like to see you get a ball in the gut.
Ah, the new guy.
You think I'd cry like that little girl?
- Of course, you would.
- Come on, continue the game.
Give it a shot.
Good, now we can continue.
They're all under strict supervision.
You know our faculty.
You picked some yourself.
Because I don't like bad surprises.
Tell me, do you have confidants
among the pupils as well?
How do you mean?
They're more likely to talk
amongst each other than to teachers.
That's a fact.
How's my nephew, Henry doing here?
He's doing well.
He's not the brightest-
I mean, not an exemplary student...
but as an offspring
of such an influential family...
he will surely make his way.
That ball thing before wasn't nice.
I'm sorry.
Why? I challenged you.
Tell me, why don't you like me?
I've been here for eight days.
Everyone's nice, but not you.
- What did I do?
- Nothing.
- I just don't like you.
- And why?
You're too sophisticated,
too much silk...
sharp dressers like you
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