Subtitles section Play video Print subtitles FOR THEM THAT TRESPASS Subtitles by Seglora Oh,look.They printed it. What,dear? My poem.In the Morning Post It looks like much better than in Christie's writing.Doesn't it? This is a solemn moment,Mrs Drew. The golden moment in a writer's life The moment when he sees his name in print for the first time His foot in on the lowest ground The ladder stretches up above him,up and up to untold heights Well,Christie,can you scale it,you think? I heard that,decent try,Sir I can write,I know I can, Cochrane said I could Charles Cochrane? I send him my play to read.He asked me to go to see him at the theatre Is he going to do it? No He said that one day he might be very glad to do a play of mine but at the moment I haven't discovered pain and power passion Life hadn't hit me with its full glory and sordidness in short my play had not got harsh I am utterly convinced and so is your mother that great things will come to you in time I am equally convinced that what you need at present is a bread and butter job There never was an author born into this world who didn't had to eat As your lead father's dearest friend I should like to put a proposition to you May I visit you? Yes,Vicar,please I need a secretary,if you think you care to fill the post I promise I would wink of any lyric poetry mistakenly inserted in my sermon notes Thank You ,Sir That's wonderful.I always dreaded working in the bank The vicar's secretary,they have splendid, and if you find that you are not clever enough to be a writer you could always be a clergyman Hello,Christie,how is the play? I'm stuck Rotten luck What's wrong? Is the vicar smothering your muse? No,not Pevency,vicar.Not his fault.Mine I need experience,experience of life It's bad for writers to be sheltered,Robert Look at Swinburne,Villon,Kit Marlowe roaring and singing around the taverns of cheap-side,living,seeing and writing He had heart,all right Say,you're ambitious Shut up,I'm talking French, you wouldn't understand A farmer would,its filth that fertilize then rejuvenates the earth Lenten,Sir It isn't pretty is it Bob? It's beauty there, if you can see it Do you ever read Kit Marlowe? No Would he,and Shakespeare for that matter, had become the greatest poets and dramatists the world have ever known if they hadn't seen life I don't believe they would Life doesn't come to you,you have to go out and look for it A beer please Bitter or ale,Dear Bitter,please That'll be four pence,Dear Oh,very sorry,my love you aren't sure Condessa Stop it Herbie You make him stop his legs Herb,you can't take any liberty with Frankie now, you know And when you was doing time she got herself mixed up with something posh Jim,you,since when is a real woman,being posh "How much,Mark.In a hurry, Bee,still there is plenty in the till" "Because the Copsy spent the brass from his last job,now are getting mad" His glory they just want the dog And dug it up,when he come out, just like another dog Oh,it's not worth it I wouldn't know Cops would always come out on top Just says you,meet me here in three weeks time,and say that again Hello,another job? Give it a rest,makes you being here for half an hour Where is it this time? -Bank of England? -Glasgow -And if we get the stuff.. -You get 5 years Ah,mark it,it's essential,it can't go wrong Who is in? You know it is,his name is Jocko,he is a Scot,he is coming here tonight Don't ask everyone to do a job And picked his pals,we,I am hand picked,see Oh,you'd liked it to be Boy,will you would need it Go out and play,I want to talk to Herbie All right.,I was going anyway,it's my round Don't do it,it's barmy when every cop in England, saw a picture in Exeter Star So what? If I get another stretch. What's that to you? I would be in for 6 months,I come out Yeah,Frankie are you stuck on Jim? He is stuck on me,more around, he wants to marry me What's wrong with stuck on him too Scared me Ida,as she was dead scared of Jim I'm scared of him myself That's why I've got to lay off with you That waxes me That fat over there,the one with the moon face and double chin Ask her if she is stuck on Jim I'll take her to the hospital Yes.Chuck Jim.You got me back now For how long? You go straight and I'll come back to you You will have me in the Salvation Army,next.Oh,Frankie,it is not so easy I've done it That's rich,steady, you straight? Ha,ha,ha Go on laugh.If I weren't Molly, and Monique,I may not be so good,I am on it All right,all right I'm not ashamed of anything I've done, sorry for nothing,Frankie,that's me I'm sorry for nothing,Herb,that's me It's Jocko.I must hop it Steady,Herbie So long Lend us a dollar to next month Now Chris,sorry Jocko just a friend All right.We'll go somewhere where you haven't any friends.Come on Don't see where you are going? Sorry Come on.It is still there.And it isn't milk May I get you another? The Dame would be charmed I'm sure You keep your mouth out of it, or it will be mopped,sweetie You great stark lump of nothing Say And,who asked you to interrupt two ladies conversation Making troubles between friends Getting familiar right? You wait until Gilliard about this Frankie,she is not worth it You get out of it and don't interfere You are part wet pigeon You laughing great filth You harassed me.. Be naughty now,has your mouth out Now Frankie,turning ginger Look at those Here to my love,Frankie You yellow headed something Ay,ay,thought that,queens very rude Stretch on Get me free,great boy,I am a lady. This is a free country Just let me get her,just let me get her No,no.Please Haven't you done enough of getting drinks and all I did apologize,you know That's right You are welcome to buy another one,wasn't you? -I was yes -Give me that to me No,please don't bother OK.How about that drink? I got it.Drinks is clearly indicated Clearly indicated? You do talk funny What's your name? Kit -Kit -Kit what? -Kit Marlowe -Kit Marlowe That's nice.My thing Thank you Here is the Oakley Arms -Come on -No.Let's go to somewhere quiet The same to me I live over there 120 Croyber Square Lovely isn't it? Do you live somewhere posh as well? I live in Serram Hill No wonder you talk nice Gentleman of leisure,right? No.I am a Vicar...I write What do you do? I work at the Station Buffet