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[GULLS CALLING]

[MACHINERY CLATTERING]

[WHEEL SQUEAKING]

[HORN BLOWS]

Morning, Isaac. Nice morning. Who's that then?

Old Jewboy from across the mountain. Up with the lark.

Morning, Dad.

Dad, wait.

Bastard.

[IN WELSH] Come on, you women.

[IN WELSH] Take the big one. My back is playing up today.

[IN WELSH] It's my turn to use the tub first, Dad. Be fair.

People who drink forfeit their rights in this house.

GWEN [IN WELSH]: Let him be.

[SIGHS]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING, LAUGHING]

Would you like to see some cottons we have?

I can send my son.

Do you want me to start again fresh?

[SIGHS]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[GULLS CALLING]

[DOOR BELL DINGS] Ta, I'll put it in the safe.

WINNIE: Thank you, missus. Ma'am says Saturday for sure.

Don't lose it though, or she said to Dad

she'd put the dogs on you.

We'll take great care of it, darling.

You tell your mother not to worry.

Nah.

[IN YIDDISH] Did you have a good day?

ISAAC [IN YIDDISH]: Didn't we have cotton gabardine?

We have customers over the mountain.

I didn't sell it.

Wait here, I'll warm the soup.

They lost their packman. Solomon can go.

[MAN PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

[IN YIDDISH] Tell this old fool to shut up.

How can I concentrate with him braying like an ass?

You've got a tongue, Solomon. Sort it out yourself.

[CONTINUES PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

[GROANS]

[IN YIDDISH] You stinking little fish.

May God forgive you.

Finish up those sums.

Tomorrow your father needs you to go out and sell some cotton.

Oh, thank God.

[IN WELSH] No, thank you very much.

[KNOCKS]

What you got there, then?

[IN ENGLISH] Cottons. Samples. You want to see?

We used to have a packman. Cohen, he was called. A Jew.

Lived poor, died a rich man, they say.

Is that right? Mm.

You aren't one, are ya? No.

Didn't think so. Don't look Jewish.

Well, go on then. Show us what you got.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

[***]

Good morning.

Good morning. Can I interest you

in any cottons, cloths, linens?

[IN WELSH] I'm sorry. My mother isn't here.

[IN ENGLISH] I'm sorry. My mother isn't here.

I can give you a sample to show your mother.

I'm sewing this afternoon for Mrs. Evans.

I know she wants dresses for the girls.

Sunday wear.

They've got to be strong though. They hand them on.

Well, this one's strong. And pretty for girls.

The other one's more for you.

Oh, keep it. Show it to your mother.

I'll come back next week.

She doesn't have to buy it.

No, really...

No, keep it. I mean it.

It'll look lovely on you.

All right.

I'll take this to Mrs. Evans.

I'll see you next week then.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

[IN WELSH] What's this?

[IN WELSH] It's for Mrs. Evans. For the girls.

I'm going to make up dresses for her.

And this?

It's nothing.

Something the new packman left, that's all.

It might suit Bronwen, don't you think?

Yes, Mom.

It's no use for chapel though.

You wouldn't have use of it, would you?

Be careful, girl. Some of those packmen

will take the hind leg off a donkey.

Yes, Dad.

Send him packing next time.

Yes, Dad.

[WOMEN LAUGHING, CHATTERING]

SOLOMON: This is the sort of same material

you've got there, except I've taken samples from that.

[***]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION IN WELSH]

[IN YIDDISH] Solomon, come home. We've finished. Come home.

[IN YIDDISH] In a minute.

PHILIP: Let's get away from this goyische place.

It's late. It's a long way back yet.

Wait here. Interfering little sod.

[ORGAN PLAYING HYMNAL MUSIC]

[CHOIR SINGING IN WELSH]

[IN ENGLISH] Morning.

[IN ENGLISH] Good morning.

How are you today?

I'm very well, thank you.

I'm very well also.

Come in.

Mrs. Evans would like to take the cotton for the girls.

[IN WELSH] Here's the pattern.

[IN ENGLISH] One is 11, the other's eight.

Allow plenty for growing like.

Now, let's see. She'll, uh, need three...

and two, that's five yards.

At seven pence half penny a yard.

That's three and a penny half penny.

We'll, uh, call it three shillings.

Tri swllt.

You speak Welsh?

Not really.

Are you from round here then?

I grew up mostly here.

Across the mountain my parents are...English.

Oh, my parents are from Llanfihangel-y-Creuddyn.

It's a farm place.

"The wicked are like the tossing sea

when it cannot rest

and its waters toss up mire and mud."

"'There is no peace,' says my God, 'For the wicked.'"

Isaiah Chapter 57, verse 21.

I liked your singing.

Get away.

It's the others, not me.

It was you up there then, was it?

[INHALES DEEPLY]

What about the other cotton? The one for you?

Aren't you going to take it?

No, I can't.

Thank you. It's very nice.

Oh, go on. Why not?

I can't. Really.

Let me show you how it looks at least.

No! Thank you.

[IN WELSH] I'm sorry.

That's all right.

There's no obligation.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Sleep well.

[IN YIDDISH] Good night, Ma.

[***]

You needn't come in.

Mrs. Evans says to call at her place for the money.

[IN ENGLISH] Would you come out for a minute?

I've got something to show you.

GAENOR: I-- I can't. I've got work to do.

Another time? Sunday?

Well, Sunday it's chapel in the morning.

I help at Sunday school in the afternoon.

What's your name?

Gaenor.

Nice name. Oh, don't be silly.

That's it then.

What's yours? Sam.

Sam Livingstone.

GAENOR: After Sunday school. 4:00.

I won't have long.

[IN WELSH] Wine and spirits...

ALL [IN WELSH]: ...are the poison of the weak.

Who is the famous explorer who was a total abstainer?

Dr. Livingstone.

[IN WELSH] Come on, John, bach.

Don't miss your instruction.

Now then, all together.

Long may temperance be our guide.

ALL: And long may Wales be pure Wales.

If drunkenness is our guide...

ALL: Pure Wales will be a darkened Wales.

[GAENOR BREATHING HEAVILY]

[IN ENGLISH] I'm sorry. It's all right.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

GAENOR: There was an explorer called Livingstone,

a missionary. Teetotal.

Are you related?

Not that I know of.

[***]

Open it.

[PAPER CRINKLING]

Sam.

It's beautiful.

I think it will fit. We can adjust it.

It's very well made. [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

But I can't take it. Yes, you can.

It will look good on you. My sister's in grammar school.

We have to pay for books, uniform.

It's a gift.

It's too nice.

Don't be daft.

I'd better go home.

Look at me.

What will people think?

How can we, as Jews,

begin to understand this British nation

which we have made our home-- [DOORS CLATTER OPEN]

Where have you been? Uncle's long started.

--if we do not understand the works

of its greatest author, Charles Dickens?

[IN ENGLISH] Shloyme, you remember your Auntie Sadie? Cousin Naomi.

From Cardiff they've come.

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[KNOCKS SOFTLY]

Oh, no.

There's a welcome.

Aren't you going to offer me a cup of tea?

IDRIS: Gaenor. Who is it?

[IN WELSH] No one, Dad. The butcher.

He's gone.

Go back to sleep.

[DOOR CREAKING]

[WHISPERING IN ENGLISH] They can't hear us here.

[WHISPERING] How are you?

How's the dress?

Fine. Fine.

Both of us.

Can I...?

Could I see it?

On you?

Check the fitting.

Don't be mad, Sam. You'll get me lynched.

It fits perfect.

Another time.

Yes. Another time.

Oh, wait there a minute.

Don't peep.

[DOOR OPENS]

[***]

GAENOR [IN WELSH]: Here I am.

[SOFTLY IN YIDDISH] Beautiful.

[IN ENGLISH] What?

[IN ENGLISH] You look lovely.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[WHISPERS] For God's sake, quickly.

[IN YIDDISH] Where were you?

[IN YIDDISH] I went for a walk.

REZL [IN YIDDISH]: They had stones this time.

SOLOMON: It isn't Russia here.

Just a few stupid children. Not everyone is bad.

Children they may be,

but who puts these thoughts in their minds?

All right, I'll find out who it is.

I'll talk to their parents.

Don't go stirring up more trouble.

A goy is a goy. Not all are bad. Of course not.

We have many respectable people here.

They are not our people, that's all.

They are different.

Different ways.

When you have your own shop, you'll see more.

To him who wishes to defile himself,

the doors are open.

To him who wishes to purify himself, to him aid is given.

I said I'd talk to them. Now leave me alone.

Simeon ben Lakish. You should learn it.

[DOOR CLATTERS OPEN]

Where did you get it?

[IN WELSH] From the packman, Dad.

I'll pay for it.

I'll do extra for Mrs. Evans. There won't be any extra.

Not in this house. Not with the strike coming.

You want to earn some money whoring now?

No, Dad. No.

Take it back. Get your money back.

I can't.

Not now.

I want it.

Let her keep it, Idris.

The money is spent.

Let her keep something for once.

[PRAYING IN WELSH]

ROBERTS: Amen. ALL: Amen.

I'll slip off then, Ma. Crad.

Only half an hour. Just to see the boys.

Here comes your beau.

Sorry I can't stop, Noah.

Will you be coming to the meeting?

I just sing, Noah. I'm not good at organization.

You must come. We could use your help. And your support.

I'll see what I can do. I usually clean up on Thursday.

I'm sure we can arrange something, Noah.

God bless you, Mrs. Rees.

You know how much Gaenor means to us here.

Is there something I should know about?

No, Ma.

You were cool with Noah.

Is something going on between you and that packman?

[SIGHS] He'd better come to tea Sunday.

Dad will want to meet him.

[IN ENGLISH] There you are. Find your own way to shul.

But what about those boys? You'll manage.

Solomon.

[WHISPERS IN ENGLISH] You had me worried to death.

This is Sam.

This is my father, Idris.

[IN WELSH] How do you do, Mr. Rees?

How do you do?

[IN ENGLISH] Uh, this is my wife, Gwen.

My son, Caradoc.

[SIGHS]

My daughter Bronwen.

She's at the grammar school.

And my younger son, Thomas.

[IN ENGLISH] Pleased to meet you.

[IN ENGLISH] How many sugars is it?

Two, please. Thank you.

Your father's an engineer then? Yes.

IDRIS: Gaenor told us.

In the mines? The railway. He travels a lot.

Didn't he want you in the grammar school?

Dad.

What? A man can ask honest questions.

Mm. Well, he did. Very much.

But sitting behind a desk didn't suit me.

I-- I like to be doing things.

My daughter tells me

it's a shop you're after.

Give the boy a break, man.

He isn't proposing to her yet.

IDRIS: No, but he gave her a dress.

I did, sir.

You don't buy nothing with it, mind.

I'm sorry about Dad. That's the way he is.

He can't but speak his mind.

Hello, Gaenor. Hello, Ceridwen.

This is hopeless. Come on.

[GAENOR GIGGLES]

Careful, it's muddy. Where are we going?

[WHISPERS] What about--? Can't people see us?

[SIGHS]

All right. I'm all right now.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Goodness, I couldn't bear it.

We can go back now. Oh.

I had to know you were there.

I'm here.

[IN YIDDISH] I'm hungry.

[IN YIDDISH] You'll have to wait. It's not far now.

You should have asked somebody. They won't eat you.

Ask these two.

[IN YIDDISH] Excuse me. Do you know where this is please?

It's my uncle, Lansky. Lansky.

Oh, he's right out of his way.

He needs to go back down the hill

and turn right at the bottom.

It's a walk over the mountain.

You tell him.

Back down the hill.

Turn right at the bottom.

Across the mountain. Far. It's far.

Are you a Yid?

What does he want?

GAENOR: Where do you think they come from?

Italy, perhaps.

[IN ENGLISH] Jewboys.

Probably got a pile of money stashed away on that cart.

Too far to get there tonight though, eh?

[IN WELSH] Time to get back, isn't it, Gaenor?

They'll be wondering where you are.

[PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

[ALL PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

[COW MOOS]

[ANIMALS BRAYING IN DISTANCE]

[***]

See how warm it is?

It's cozy up here. Mm.

Look at you. You're cold.

I used to come up here when I was little. With Bronwen.

We used to play house.

And a game we made up called "pit pony."

I was the sick pony. Bronwen used to bring me medicine

to make me well again so I could carry around, see?

I've brought you something... to make you well.

[WRAPPER CRINKLES]

[***]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

[WHISPERS] Don't look.

[SOLOMON EXHALES SHARPLY]

[SOLOMON MOANING SOFTLY]

[GAENOR BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SOLOMON PANTING]

Sam?

Sam?

I suppose you get a lot of packmen here.

[***]

I did have a boy before.

We were engaged to be married.

He had an accident, down the mines.

An explosion.

Oh, he wasn't killed or anything.

Just...

Well, my parents wouldn't let me marry him after that.

Said he couldn't keep me.

What's gonna happen?

I don't know.

We'll get married.

Heavens above.

That dress has turned your head.

Has he asked you, then?

He needs me.

I know he does. What about the chapel?

What about Noah?

Mother won't manage without you.

IDRIS [IN WELSH]: You coming to the meeting?

Let me know what happens, Dad.

We're being squeezed like lemons, Crad.

We stand together on this argument

or we go down together.

You do the meetings, Dad.

Call me when the action starts.

What's your favorite passage in the Bible, Sam, bach?

We're not really a Bible family.

Oh, but you must have a favorite.

I used to like Jacob's dream when I was a little boy.

Genesis. Chapter 28, verse 12.

He had a dream-- BRONWEN: A stairway.

GWEN: Stairway was set on the ground--

BRONWEN: And its top reached the sky,

and Angels of God were going up and down on it.

And the Lord was standing beside him

and He said, "I am the Lord.

The God of your father Abraham and the God of Isaac."

"The ground on which you are lying

I shall give to you and your offspring."

[SNIFFS LOUDLY, THEN SPITS]

[***]

[BOTH MOANING SOFTLY]

[BOTH BREATHING HEAVILY]

You aren't like other boys.

Boys around here.

[SIGHS]

You listen to me, for a start.

You're even different down here. [GASPS]

From Crad anyway.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

[WINGS FLAPPING]

[SIGHS]

Birds can keep a secret, eh?

When do I get to meet your parents, Sam?

My father's away. It's not a good time.

Well, couldn't I meet your mother?

She isn't--

She isn't well.

I'm used to visiting the sick. I visit the sick all the time.

We're poor. Maybe he's ashamed of you.

He's not like that.

His people might be.

But if he loved you enough, so what?

[GASPS] Mind now!

I nearly had your hand then.

[***]

You wouldn't make a fool of me, would you, Sam?

No. No, of course not.

Put your arms around me then.

[IN WELSH] The love that will faithfully last.

[SIGHS]

[IN ENGLISH] I want to meet your family, Sam.

I want to make it right.

Crad. [IN ENGLISH] No point

in going anywhere in this.

Come with me.

It's not strictly legal, but good friends are allowed

a quiet drink on rainy day, isn't that right, Alun?

I'm not a big drinker.

You'll have a pint or two on me though, won't you, lad?

Seeing as how you're courting my sister.

Let me. You'll have your chance.

This is Sam, boys.

He's friendly with our Gaenor.

We're usually under the ground when Sam comes round,

so we don't get much of a chance to look him over.

Pleased to meet you. Ahem.

[MUMBLED GREETINGS IN WELSH]

This is my butty, Wyn.

One over there who needs a wash is William.

This is Bleddyn, Rhys, and last but not least, Huw.

Drink up, lads. Go on.

Good man. Put that away.

There's plenty more where that came from, eh, Alun?

[ALL LAUGHING]

Finally the king found a solution.

"Let us also eat the wheat and become mad like the others.

But before we can eat it,

we will each make a knot in our belt.

Then whenever we gaze upon that knot in the future,

at least that we will know that we are mad."

Aye, good one, Sam. Bit beyond me, like.

Rhys, tell us that story about the girls in the tin factory.

I like that one. [MEN CHUCKLING]

I've gotta go. It's getting dark.

Hold on. We're just getting to know you.

Walking around mountains in the dark

is what we miners find ourselves doing all the time.

It's not so bad, is it?

Let the lad go, Crad, if he wants to.

Look at his hand now.

This is the hand of a man who sells women's things.

See those two now?

They tell a story.

David and Goliath.

Got your sling ready, boy?

She's not your type, is she? Really?

Let's be honest.

Enough's enough now, eh? Crad.

Bye, Sam. Mustn't keep ya.

Say goodbye, boys. ALL: See you, Sam.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

[***]

[COUGHS, RETCHING]

[SPITTING]

[GROANS]

[THUNDER RUMBLES]

[DOOR OPENS]

I went to see Mannie.

You know Mannie, he used to work in the iron foundry.

He's in the pits now.

[LATHE SCRAPING] [SIGHS]

I stayed late to try and avoid the rain, but, uh...

[WIND WHISTLING]

[EPHRAIM SNORING]

[EPHRAIM GASPS, GROANING SOFTLY]

[GROANS SOFTLY]

[VOMITS]

[GASPS] [DOOR OPENS]

[PANTING]

Gaenor.

[IN WELSH] Yes, Ma.

[IN WELSH] I'm going out now, to Mrs. Williams.

Don't forget to get those potatoes ready for tonight

and the bread ready for baking.

No, Ma. Those pigs could do

with a clean up and all. Yes, Ma.

If they vote for a strike today, you can say goodbye to him.

[WHISTLE BLOWS IN DISTANCE]

[IN WELSH] Are you feeling all right, Gaenor?

I'm fine. Really.

You can talk to me.

As a friend, I want to help.

I'm past helping, Noah.

Don't involve yourself.

I'm all right.

Tired is all it is, I expect.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Hello. How are you today? How are you?

...there's this one right here...

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

[HORN BLOWS IN DISTANCE]

What's the matter?

[MAN YELLS INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]

We can be more careful. Find another place.

[IN ENGLISH] Is that all you think about?

Is that all you want, what you think I want?

I want...

this.

I want what we have.

And that's all?

There isn't any more?

Is this what you want? Just this?

Because you can have it anytime! No problem!

Anytime you want!

Gaenor-- No!

[CRYING QUIETLY]

[SIGHS]

I know what you want me to say, but...

[SNIFFLING]

I thought you were different, Sam Livingstone.

[SIGHS] Maybe I am different.

With your soft words and gentle manners.

Too good for me, is it?

Or just having a bit of sport? [SIGHS]

There's nothing to you.

Nothing to you at all.

ALL: * Amen

[IN WELSH] Stand up, Gaenor Rees.

Gaenor Rees.

A member of this congregation has a charge against you.

Gaenor Rees is with child.

She has been fornicating with a stranger.

Is this true, Gaenor Rees?

Remember, if you bear false witness in God's home,

His punishment will be greater.

[IN WELSH] It's true.

I am with child.

Shame on you, Gaenor Rees.

You were an example to the young...

and now, about you is the stench of deceit and evil.

The trust those children placed in you...

our trust has been polluted.

May God punish you accordingly. You will leave the chapel now.

You will not sully it with your presence

for a period of six weeks.

From the fellowship you are banned forever.

You are in the hands of your family,

whom you have betrayed.

May God lead you to true repentance.

[ROBERTS SIGHS]

[CHOIR SINGING IN WELSH]

He's got to marry her.

You won't keep that baby otherwise.

You know that, don't you? Don't you!

I'll make him marry her!

She doesn't want him, Idris. She has her pride.

Leave her alone.

Pride?

Pride be damned.

You fool.

Who will have you now?

[BREATHING DEEPLY]

[DOOR OPENS SLIGHTLY]

Gaenor?

Go away. She doesn't want to see you.

Can't I talk to her a minute?

She doesn't wanna see you.

She doesn't wanna talk to you, she doesn't wanna know you.

If Crad sees you, he'll kill you.

Go and don't ever come back.

And don't try to write.

She'll not get the letter. Never.

Give her these at least, please.

[***]

[PIG SQUEALING]

[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY IN WELSH]

[FOOTSTEPS]

[KNOCKS]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

[IN ENGLISH] A pane of glass to keep the warmth in. Save on coal.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

[IN YIDDISH] It's the strike. No one has money.

No one wants glass.

If it breaks, they stuff it up with paper.

Don't be disheartened.

Keep going around.

Be a familiar face. Take cheap stuff.

Darning material. Threads.

Be generous.

Let people know that they can trust you.

In a strike, there is frustration.

Hardship brings out the devil in people.

Don't let them say the Jews kept away.

It will be over soon, please God.

Then you will have a shop and customers.

Yes, Dad.

[IN ENGLISH] We have no choice.

[INSECTS BUZZING]

[GROANS] WYN [IN ENGLISH]: Get him, boys!

[GROANS]

Maybe this will teach you to mind your own business, bastard!

If we catch you around here again, it's the end for you!

Do you hear?

[***]

You're lucky Crad didn't come out.

You'd be a dead man for sure!

Sod off! Bugger off!

Don't come back here again, do you hear?

Don't ever come back here again!

GWEN [IN WELSH]: You can start going to chapel again now.

It's not the fellowship, but it's something.

Well, there's more darning than wool in these heels.

You can't hide your disgrace from God.

I need to go.

I can't hold it in like I used to.

[***]

[IN ENGLISH] You.

[IN ENGLISH] I have to talk to you.

We can't.

Go away. It's hard enough already. Go away.

Don't go in, please. [CRYING]

Get off me.

Oh, my God! Don't be a fool.

But, Gaenor-- Let go of me!

You're having a baby. Oh, forget it.

It's no business of yours.

You shouldn't have come.

IDRIS [IN WELSH]: Gaenor, are you all right?

[IN WELSH] Coming, Dad.

Come and share a prayer of thanksgiving.

We're going back to work.

Did we win?

[IDRIS SIGHS]

We didn't lose, put it like that.

[WINCES]

SOLOMON: Don't look at me.

Go to sleep.

[WATER SPLASHING]

Go to sleep, I said.

Why did you leave your tzitzit in the wall?

Isn't it a commandment?

[IN YIDDISH] Each generation shall put a tassel

on the corner of their clothes.

[IN ENGLISH] Don't you want to be a Jew anymore?

So it was you.

It isn't so simple.

Your prayers make it all so simple. It isn't like that.

[***]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Rabbi said the miners were forced to go out on strike

because they got nothing for it.

[IN ENGLISH] The Rabbi is a fool.

If not for the strike, they would have less than nothing.

Let them talk to our Jewish miners. Here, Benjamin.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

[IN YIDDISH] Why is it always a Friday night?

Please God, there will be peace now for a while.

There are too many children going hungry.

They come in there with junk

and it's hard not to give them something.

[IN YIDDISH] It's for you.

[IN ENGLISH] You weren't easy to find.

[IN YIDDISH] I'll be back soon.

Aren't you going to invite me in?

Sam? Is it...Solomon?

How's your mother now? Still sick, is she?

Where are we going?

Are you still ashamed of me?

[SHOUTS IN ENGLISH] Why didn't you tell me?

Because--

Why didn't you tell me?

Why didn't you tell me?

This?

Your life.

Your real life.

[***]

[TAKING SHUDDERING BREATHS]

[SIGHS]

[EXHALES SHARPLY] You don't understand.

You were keeping yourself from me. I could feel it!

Was it a game?

I... I just couldn't see

how to put the pieces together.

They won't accept you.

It's a rule with them.

It's like iron.

They'd cast me out.

And you?

Do you accept me?

[SIGHS]

I think so.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

I'm to go to the country,

to my father's people, to have the baby.

Then it will be taken away.

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

Why did you come?

When I saw you, I stopped hating you so much.

I had to find out.

Talk to me in your language.

The language you used to your family.

Do you really want me to?

[WHISPERS IN YIDDISH] Come and sit down.

SOLOMON [IN YIDDISH]: * Sleep, my child Sleep soundly *

* I will sing you a song

* When you, my child [GAENOR LAUGHS]

* Are older

* You will know All about the world *

SOLOMON [IN ENGLISH]: We'll go away somewhere.

GAENOR: Not yet.

Not sure of you yet.

Solomon.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Solomon.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Solomon.

CRAD [IN ENGLISH]: Bring a towel, girl.

Give a good rub.

[SIGHS]

It will all be over soon, eh?

[***]

Good girl.

Fetch my shirt, will you?

Just a bad dream, that's all.

[DOOR SLAMS OPEN]

GWEN: Take it easy, man.

You'll scare that baby out before its time.

IDRIS: Let it come. That'd save a great deal of trouble.

What are you talking about?

We're just now getting on our feet,

the docks are out and the railway boys.

There'll be no coal moving. We're like puppets on a string.

We'll be back where we started.

Why are you killing yourself? Out all hours.

If no one is buying, stay at home a bit.

[IN ENGLISH] Stay home a bit.

We know how to be poor.

We will survive.

Gaenor?

No...

[IN YIDDISH] No, no, no, no!

No!

MINER: I seen you, dirty bugger!

[GRUNTS]

[SOBBING]

[SOLOMON SNIFFLES]

[MUFFLED CRYING]

I can't stop.

Things are getting very difficult.

Dad and Crad are around all the time.

Everybody's very edgy.

Nobody knows how long it will last.

[IN ENGLISH] I understand.

I'll go away with you.

[IN YIDDISH] Oh, thank God.

As I am now, I can still walk a good distance.

I can still work.

The longer we leave it, the harder it will be.

[IN ENGLISH] I can be ready in a day.

Saturday night, everyone will be out.

I can meet you at the back of the house.

I'll be there.

I have to go.

Your favorite customers will have a round on credit, Alun.

The day this layoff's over, you'll be rolling in clover.

Sorry, Crad. Boys.

Bloody hell.

What are we breaking our backs for

if we can't get a sociable drink?

Something's not right.

I heard about some Jew landlord in Tredegar

put the colliers' rents up by a shilling

the minute the strike was over.

Doesn't he know the families have debts to pay?

And I don't see it coming down again now we're laid off.

Seems to me some people only get richer.

[***]

[PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

SOLOMON [IN YIDDISH]: Bless me too, Father.

What? Please.

Include me in your blessing.

It's for children. You aren't a child anymore.

I'm your son. I'll always be your son.

It's for a child.

You're an adult.

Let that be an end of it.

Philip is past his bar mitzvah.

[PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

[WHISPERS] Thank you, Mother. Thank you, Father.

We have no milk for the children.

We have no feed for the animals.

We cannot nourish the sick,

we cannot even, in this citadel of coal,

give warmth to our elders.

Our working people create the wealth.

Our people are suffering...

while others grow fat on the proceeds of our shame.

[IN YIDDISH] Go home and board up your shop.

Last night there were riots in Tredegar against the Jews.

They are afraid tonight it will spread here.

[IN YIDDISH] That's right. Shops were looted. Dozens.

And some houses too.

Isaac, you should find somewhere else to stay.

SOLOMON [IN ENGLISH]: Surely you aren't taking it seriously?

You're well respected. This isn't Russia.

[***]

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE

[BOTH CHATTERING, LAUGHING]

For God's sake, be quiet.

They mustn't know we are here.

[IN ENGLISH] Thank you. It's very kind of you.

It's no trouble. I only hope it all passes off quietly.

Oh, we pray for peace.

Solomon, how long do you think we are staying?

My wife is praying too.

Try and get some sleep.

Thank you. Thank you.

[REZL CRYING QUIETLY]

[MAN YELLS OUTSIDE]

[REZL SIGHS]

...everything, everything...

[BOTH WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY]

[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY IN DISTANCE]

[DOOR LATCH CLICKS]

Bye, girl, see you later.

[WHISTLES]

Crad. [MEN YELLING, WHOOPING]

Come on. Come on!

[YELLS]

[ALL YELLING, CLAMORING]

Come on! Come on, lads! Come on!

[EPHRAIM SNORING]

[WHISPERING IN ENGLISH] You don't know.

You don't know anything.

Don't set yourself up as God.

[***]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

[MEN CLAMORING]

Hold this.

[GRUNTS]

[ALL SHOUTING]

[***]

[INAUDIBLE]

[IN YIDDISH] Don't be a fool. Do you want to be killed?

[IN YIDDISH] Let me go, for God's sake.

Can't you see what they are doing?

We will lose everything.

You see what they are like.

No, you are wrong. Don't say that.

You think I don't know what's going on?

I know every house in this valley,

and I know what they are saying.

Tell me it isn't true.

Get off me!

It's my own life! You can't control me!

[GRUNTS]

If you go with this girl, you will be dead to us.

We will say Kaddish over you.

Police! Come on, boys!

Come on!

Come on!

[***]

Solomon?

[SIGHS]

Help me with this lot, will you? Help me, woman, will you?

Gotta hide it.

[SOBBING]

[IN ENGLISH] It was you.

You sinned against God.

[IN YIDDISH] It was you.

EPHRAIM: They didn't touch the books.

See, God is good.

They didn't harm the books.

BENJAMIN: Look!

[ROOSTER CROWS IN DISTANCE]

[TRAIN RUMBLING OVERHEAD]

[HORN BLOWING]

[PLAYING CLASSICAL MUSIC]

SOLOMON: My darling Gaenor,

they told me that the post is running again to the valleys,

so I hope this letter reaches you.

I expect you heard we lost everything in the riots.

There is talk of compensation,

so perhaps my parents will be all right.

Naomi.

I lost more than everything that night.

And Rebecca.

I hope you weren't too angry with me

after you read the newspapers and realized what happened.

I am kept virtually a prisoner here,

working morning till night,

Saturdays in synagogue with Uncle Mennasseh,

then back at work again.

I have no money of my own.

There is a mistake.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

But somehow I will come to you

before our child is born.

I hope you still want me.

Pray to your God.

Pray we can be together again.

And I will pray to mine.

This is for Gaenor. What shall I do with it?

I'll make sure it gets to the right place.

Try writing to me at this address.

I miss you terribly...

Solomon.

[WIND WHISTLING]

I am sorry for your trouble.

I can't tell you where he is. He won't be coming back here.

If you...

[SIGHS]

[IN YIDDISH] Translate for me.

If you forgive me for saying so...

[IN ENGLISH] Excuse me for say-- Saying this...

You have yourself made this situation.

You have yourself made this situation.

Don't ask Solomon to get you out.

Don't make Solomon to rescue you.

[IN ENGLISH] Don't ruin his life.

I love him.

He loves me...

I think.

[IN YIDDISH] Maybe she wants money.

Nah, please!

[IN WELSH] I don't want money.

[IN ENGLISH] I don't want money.

[IN YIDDISH] Sorry, my dear.

I can see you are an honest girl.

I am glad Solomon found an honest girl.

You'll get over it.

You will both get over it.

Love, when you are young,

love comes and goes.

You have a long life to live yet.

It will heal.

[IN ENGLISH] I wish you...

[SPEAKS IN YIDDISH]

[IN ENGLISH] Happiness.

You and your child.

[IN YIDDISH] Understand?

[IN ENGLISH] Hmm? Understand?

He's your grandchild.

Don't you understand?

He's no grandchild of ours.

He's a mistake.

He's not our grandchild.

Will you give him a message from me at least?

No.

[IN WELSH] Be good. I know you will.

Go in, you two. No need to make a fuss.

You'll catch a cold out here.

[SNIFFLING]

[IN WELSH] I'll be all right.

REZL [IN ENGLISH]: My dear Solomon, your girl has gone away.

You will never see her again.

It is a good thing.

You would never have been happy.

You will stay in Cardiff.

For a boy like you,

there are more opportunities in the big city.

Uncle Mennasseh is happy to keep you on.

I hope you express your gratitude to him often.

Work hard. I know you will succeed.

Your ever-loving Mama.

[GOAT BLEATS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

[MEN LAUGHING AND MUSIC PLAYING]

Where's Gaenor?

Nowhere you'll find her.

Where's Gaenor?

Where's Gaenor?

[GROANING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Where's Gaenor?

[GRUNTS]

[SIGHS]

[GRUNTS]

Come on! Where's Gaenor? Where's Gaenor?

Where's Gaenor?!

[GROANING]

[CRAD PANTING]

[YELLS]

Where's Gaenor? Oh!

Where's Gaenor?

I have a mind to kill you now, you know that?

Where's Gaenor? But I won't.

Where's Gaenor? Because you'd come back

and haunt me with those words for the rest of my life.

I'd never be rid of you.

She's at Llanfihangel.

Northwest. Our aunt's place.

Don't ask me to write it down for you, because I can't.

Llanfihangel.

[***]

[SHIVERING]

[COUGHING]

[RETCHING, COUGHING]

[WIND HOWLING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[IN WELSH] Funny not to be knitting.

[DOG BARKING OUTSIDE]

I didn't hear anything. Did you?

[IN WELSH] No.

[SCREAMS]

Solomon! [WHEEZING]

[CRYING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[MYFANWY SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY IN WELSH]

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

[BUCKET CLATTERS]

[IN ENGLISH] Oh, you're awake.

[WHEEZING]

Oh, thank God.

[GROANS SOFTLY]

Here, let me.

[GAGGING]

[GASPING]

[WHEEZES, COUGHS]

[GASPING]

[***]

Don't leave me now, my love.

SOLOMON [WHISPERING IN YIDDISH]: By this ring...

you are married to me...

under the law of Moses and Israel.

[WHEEZES]

[IN YIDDISH] Hello...

Sam.

[RASPY, IN YIDDISH] Hello, my princess.

[WHEEZING]

How are you?

[IN ENGLISH] C-c-cold.

[SHIVERING]

Better?

No.

[CHICKENS CLUCKING]

[EXHALES RASPILY]

[SOBBING]

[IN WELSH] No!

[TAKING SHALLOW BREATHS]

[GROANING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[CRIES OUT]

[GROANING AND WAILING]

[CRYING OUT]

[***]

[BABY SNUFFLING]

[BABY CRYING]

[GAENOR SNIFFLES]

Hyah! Hyah!

[ISAAC PRAYING IN YIDDISH]

[ISAAC STUMBLES IN PRAYER, VOICE BREAKS]

[RESUMES PRAYING]

[ISAAC SNIFFLING]

[SHOVEL SCOOPING DIRT AND DIRT HITTING CASKET]

[***]