Goodbye, Mr. Chips Page #4

a redirected perception and so forth.

You do not, I feel sure,

require a recital.

Indeed, I find myself so in agreement

that a recital would be superfluous.

Good, I'm grateful.

So, bearing in mind all things,

I've offered the position to Staefel.

Yes, Headmaster. An excellent choice.

Thank you, Chipping.

That will be all, Chipping.

Headmaster, may I enquire

as to why...?

I mean, so to speak,

why I was not chosen?

Oh...

Do you know, Chipping,

I sometimes think

that giving reasons for one's actions

is a rather futile gesture.

You do understand

what I mean, don't you?

Yes, Headmaster. Thank you.

(Boy) Come on!

(Indistinct chatter)

Alderdyce! Alderdyce, come here!

I haven't seen you since your ordeal.

How are you?

- You going home for the hols?

- Please, sir...

Come on, Alderdyce - race you!

I wish I were going with you.

You will be careful?

I must avoid being careful, Max,

it has availed me little.

Nor, if I'm truthful,

has being careless proven useful.

If you were my housemaster,

how would you now advise me?

Goodbye, sir.

When I stopped judging myself harshly

the world was kinder to me.

Remember I told you once,

go out, look around the world?

Do that now, only this time

let the world look at you.

My friend, I assure you,

the world will like what it sees.

Cheerio, Max.

(Lark singing)

(Panting)

Madam? Is everything in order?

Hm?

You appear to be in a position

of possible peril.

Um, no peril, thank you.

- Do you know why I'm up here?

- I don't.

It's my vantage point.

You see, from up here

I can see the fish perfectly.

Fish are so much more visible

when viewed from above.

Indeed, there have been murmurs

to this effect.

Oh! Oh!

Hold on!

Keep quite still.

Now, steady. That's it,

I've got you. Just fall.

Thank you.

- Are you all right?

- I am now.

Thank you.

Who are you?

Oh, just...someone on holiday.

Nobody really.

Nobody's nobody.

Or is nobody actually your name?

Richard Nobody? David Nobody?

Actually my name is Chipping.

I was with a walking party

but...I escaped.

They didn't want

to look at the fish, I did.

What are you, Mr Chipping?

A solicitor?

- No.

- Are you a stockbroker?

- A dentist?

- No, not a stockbroker.

Nor a dentist.

Not a stockbroker, not a dentist.

Are you a man with a cotton business

in Manchester?

No, er...I'm a teacher, I hope.

Oh, how wonderful!

(Chipping) Shelter, perhaps?

- Here, in here.

- Oh! (Giggles)

Good heavens!

- (Sighs)

- Oh, here. I have a cape.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Do you know, a teacher is

the very best thing to be!

Well, I used to think so.

Oh, yes.

Think of

the wonderful gifts you give.

"Gifts"?

Think of the gift you gave when you

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