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| Languages: | English |
| Plot: | Tom Crick, a high school history teacher, is having trouble connecting - with his class, with his wife. He ventures into telling his class stories about his young adulthood in the Fens district in England. The emotional wounds from his younger life wash over him in present day, affecting his work and his relationships with his students and his wife. |
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[first lines] Tom Crick: Once upon a time, children, there was a history teacher who came home one day, after giving a class on the French Revolution, to find that his wife, the woman he loved since they were children, had herself committed a revolutionary, a miraculous act. Matthew Price: The only thing I see interesting about history is, it's about to end. Lewis Scott: Nobody's trying to eliminate history, just trying a little merger thing here with social studies, that's all. Something that might, if you go along with it, give what you're trying to do a real shot in the old, uh... Tom Crick: foot. Tom Crick: I seem to remember you weren't very fond of my stories. Matthew Price: No I wasn't, not at first. I thought you were telling them for *us*. I thought hey, you know, gimme a break. But then I saw you were doing it for yourself. Then I thought, that's okay. You know, I didn't mind then. Tom Crick: That's strange, I *was* telling them for you. Martha Clay: [readying abortion procedure] It ain't gonna be so much fun getting it out as putting it in. Tom Crick: That day I discovered there are many ways a love can end. As many ways as there are people. Tom Crick: In one life there can be more than one ending. It's been like that in mine. But as for what really bothers some of you, the end of the future, the final end, how can *I* help you? I can't. I'm the same as you now. I don't expect much from my future, I mean I'm gone, I'm history. At your age Price, oh, at your age... [last lines] Tom Crick: It seemed to keep my father going in his life, telling stories - though they never ending well. There was always a fog of horror, or the sadness and despair. I said to him once, I said don't you know *any* stories that have a happy ending? He said nope. Nope. He said if I was ever to find one, I should be sure to live there. |
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