A Brief History of Time
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- 1991
- 80 min
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Which came first...
the chicken or the egg?
Did the universe
have a beginning...
and if so,
Where did the universe
come from...
and where is it going?
Luck. Luck. Well...
we have been very lucky...
I mean, my family
and Stephen and everybody.
You have your disasters,
but the point is that we have survived.
Everybody has disasters,
and yet some people disappear...
and are never seen again.
Flying bombs are very alarming.
They came buzzing over...
and then they would cut out.
And when you heard the bang,
you knew it wasn't you...
so you went back
to your meal or whatever.
But one did fall
quite close to our house...
and it blew
the back windows out...
so that the glass was sticking dagger
points all out of the opposite wall.
When Stephen was born,
we decided...
he'd better be born in Oxford.
So while I was staying
in the hospital...
I went to Blackwell's
in Oxford...
and I bought
an astronomical atlas.
One of my sisters-in-law said...
"This is a very prophetic thing
for you to have done."
How real is time?
Will it ever come to an end?
Where does the difference...
between the past
and the future come from?
Why do we remember the past...
but not the future?
I can remember the day...
when we traveled through London
and the blackout was over.
And the trains,
instead of being shut in...
by blinds so that you
just traveled in a train...
we were coming over
one of the bridges...
and all the lights...
well, such lights as were left...
were on in London, but it was also
a completely starry night...
and you could see the light.
It was beautiful.
I remember we all used to lie on the grass,
looking straight up through a telescope...
and seeing the wonders
of the stars.
Stephen always had
and I could see that
and further than the stars.
I was born exactly 300 years...
after the death of Galileo.
I estimate that
about 200,000 other babies...
were also born that day.
I don't know
whether any of them...
was later interested
in astronomy.
My first memory is of Isobel...
pushing a rather antiquated...
carriage-built pram
along North Road...
with Stephen and Mary in it...
sort of looking very large...
because they had large heads and pink
cheeks, and they were very noticeable.
They all looked different
from ordinary people.
I can remember visiting
the Hawking home...
oh, several times.
It was the sort of place where,
if invited to stay to supper...
you might, uh...
be allowed to have
your conversation with Stephen...
but the rest of the family
would be sitting...
at the table reading a book...
a behavior which was not really
approved of in my circle...
but which was tolerated
from the Hawkings...
because they were
recognized to be...
very eccentric,
highly intelligent...
very clever people...
but still a bit odd.
My impression of the Hawking family
was that they were all like that...
except for Stephen,
who seemed to be...
the only normal member
of the family.
Stephen used to reckon
he knew, I think it was...
11 ways of getting into the house,
and I could only find ten.
I'm not sure where the other way was.
On the north side of the house
was a bicycle shed.
It had a door at the front
and a door at the back.
Above that, there was a window
into the L-shaped room...
and at the front you could get
sort of around the corner...
onto the roof...
and from that level...
you could get
onto the main roof.
I think one of the ways...
Stephen could get in
was on the main roof.
As I say, he was
a much better climber than I was.
I still didn't know
what the 11th one was.
Before the 20th century...
it was thought that the universe
had existed forever...
or had been created
at some time in the past...
more or less
as we observe it today.
People found comfort
in the thought...
that even though
they may grow old and die...
the universe was eternal
and unchanging.
I gave up playing games
with Stephen...
oh, when he was ill that time
when he was about 12...
because he started
taking games terribly seriously.
We had Monopoly...
and first of all...
to add to the complications...
and then Monopoly
just wasn't adaptable enough.
He ended up with a fearful game
called Dynasty...
which, as far as I can make out...
went on forever because
there was no way of ending it.
It was almost a substitute for living,
as far as I could make out.
It took hours
and hours and hours.
I thought it was
I couldn't imagine anyone
getting taken up with that.
a very complicated mind...
and I felt
as much as anything...
it was the complication of it
that appealed to him.
When I was in high school,
I learned that light...
from distant galaxies
was shifted to the red.
This meant that they were
moving away from us...
and that the universe
was expanding.
But I didn't believe it.
much more natural.
It could have existed...
and could continue to exist forever.
We were discussing
the possibility...
of the spontaneous
generation of life...
and I think
that Stephen made a remark...
which indicated not only
that he'd thought of this...
but he'd even also...
come across some calculations...
as to how long it might take.
At that time,
I think I made a comment...
to one of my friends,
John McClenahan...
"I think that Stephen...
will turn out to be
unusually capable."
I don't think I put it
but I made
some such remark to him...
and he disagreed.
And so we made
a bet on the subject.
In our childish way, we bet...
a bag of sweets on the issue.
And incidentally, I reckon
that my bet has come correct...
and I think
I'm entitled to payment...
which has not yet been made.
The expansion of the universe...
suggested the possibility...
that the universe
had a beginning...
at some time in the past.
The point at which the universe
may have started out...
became known as the Big Bang.
The first year
he was at St. Albans School...
he came, I think,
third from the bottom.
I said, "Well, Stephen..."
do you really have to be
as far down as that?"
And he said, "Well..."
a lot of other people
didn't do much better."
He was quite unconcerned.
Somehow he was
always recognized...
as being very bright...
and in fact they gave him
That was not surprising because
his father used to read him...
Bible stories
from a very early age...
and he knew them all
very well...
and he was quite well-versed
in religious things...
although I don't think he makes
a great deal of practice of it now.
Everybody
used to argue theology.
That's a good, safe subject.
You don't need any facts or...
distracting things like that.
If you go in for arguing...
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