Goodbye, Mr. Chips
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- Year:
- 1969
- 155 min
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As always, we will start
with the school song.
For what we are about to receive,
may the Lord make us truly thankful.
Amen.
- Abbot.
- Sir.
- Ackerman.
- Sir.
- Adams.
- Sir.
- Adams. Adams.
- Sir.
- Alloy.
- Sir.
- Anderson.
- Sir.
- Appleby.
- Sir.
- Armitage Major.
- Sir.
- Armitage Minor.
- Sir.
- Arrowsmith.
- Sir.
- Atkins.
- Sir.
- Austen. Bailey.
- Sir.
- Baites.
- Sir.
Baker Major.
- Baker Minor.
- Sir.
- Balfor-Ellis.
- Sir.
- Banning.
- Sir.
- Barclay.
- Sir.
- Barrington.
- Sir.
- Bartholomew.
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- Bascom.
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- Bennett.
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- Beresford.
- Sir.
- Bettington.
- Sir.
- Biddicomb.
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- Billing.
- Sir.
- Billingham.
- Sir.
Birch. Blankenship.
- Bonn.
- Sir.
- Bonner-Harris.
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- Bridges.
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- Broderick.
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- Brown Major.
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- Brown Minor.
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- Brown Minimus.
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- Bruce.
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- Burgess.
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- Butler.
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- Caldwell.
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- Campbell.
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- Canning. Carrington.
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- Carstairs.
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- Cartwright.
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- Cherry. Chilton.
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- Clark.
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- Clay.
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- Coates. Cole.
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- Coleridge.
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- Colley Minor.
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- Cook. Craft.
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- Crew.
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- Cunningham. Curry.
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- Dalton.
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- Deeds.
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- Dickinson-Brown.
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- Douglas.
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- Duncan.
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- Edgeworth. Edwards.
- Sir.
- Elliot-Smythe.
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- Ellis.
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- Every.
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- Fairhulst.
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- Fernley.
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- Fitch. Fisher.
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- Forbes.
- Sir.
Fortesque.
Isn't this a rather unusual action
for you to take, Chipping?
I suppose it is, headmaster...
...but my class's examination results
this term were also rather unusual.
I've looked at them.
They were only a little below average.
Yes, that, for a class of mine,
is rather unusual.
- It's a punishment?
- Oh, no.
I trust nobody thinks that.
- Baxter does.
- Well, he's wrong.
I want to take my boys over their exam in
some detail and show them their mistakes.
It should be a very helpful session.
Quite so.
Unhappily, there's this tennis match.
Sutterwick's results
are among the worst.
Even if they weren't, I should
still think it wrong to make an exception.
Don't know what
Sutterwick's father's going to say.
I do. Something very smooth,
very offensive and quite beside the point.
- You know him?
- I taught him.
You know that he is the generous donor
of our new playing fields.
Most generous.
I know he has a great deal of money
to be generous with.
- You won't let me persuade you to...
- No, but you can older me to.
Oh, well.
I'll be seeing you tonight for dinner?
Yes, headmaster.
I'm very much looking forward to it.
Do people think
I really want to be disliked?
Who thinks that?
Baxter, for one.
He plainly thinks I'm a bloody sadist.
My dear fellow, that's the first time
I ever heard you swear.
There has to be a first time
for everything.
I don't think the boys do dislike you.
Yes, they do.
I can't blame them.
If I were one of them,
I'd dislike myself, I think.
- You must not exaggerate, my dear fellow.
- I don't.
- The boys are quite right to dislike failures.
- Now you do exaggerate.
A man whose textbook on Pindar...
What is worse than a teacher...
...who can't make his pupils grasp
the importance of what he has to teach?
- Can you answer me that?
- Yes.
A teacher who doesn't try to, like Baxter.
Rather true, Max.
Thank you.
Look out, it's Old Blood and Iron.
That's just their humour.
Yes.
- What do they call you?
- "Ditchie."
Ditchie? That's not too bad.
It's short for "ditchwater,"
and that is a simile for "dull."
Good morning.
Sit down.
Suttelwick?
You seem to have chosen
rather an eccentric costume for class.
I'm playing in the final
of the junior tennis competition.
At what time?
Twelve-thirty, sir.
At 12:
30, you will still be in class,Sutterwick.
- I thought I told you.
- Mr. Baxter said I could play.
Did I tell you?
The period is supposed to end at 12.
It ends when I say it ends, Sutterwick,
and that is 1.
When the bell rings at 12, I'm going, sir.
You've no light
to keep the others in either.
I have two kinds of right, Sutterwick.
The right which would be translated
into Latin by the word fas...
...meaning a sacred duty...
...and the light
which is given me by power.
The first
I don't expect you to understand.
The second, I do.
Sit down, please.
Your Homer, page 56, line 17.
Simpson, will you begin?
"Yea, I will tell thee clearly
and say but the truth.
Mentes, I boast to be Anchialus' son.
And among the Taphians.
men of the oar, I am king.
I came hither..."
They think I do nut understand
They think I do not hear or see
I only wish they knew I do understand
I only wish they understood me
"In the haven of Rheithlon."
That is remarkably fluent, Simpson...
...but I think I would prefer the words
to be your own...
...rather than those of Professor Jacobs'
Easy Guide to the Classics.
Would you be good to detach the page from
that work that you've glued to your book?
Hand it to me.
Take 25 punishment lines and proceed.
My dear Baxter,
what an absurd fuss over a game of tennis.
A game of tennis?
It is the final of the junior cup.
It's still a game of pat-ball
with a piece of framed catgut...
...an unworthy subject
for a quarrel between housemasters.
When you make jokes to Baxter
against tennis, better duck.
He didn't only get a tennis blue at Oxford,
he got a boxing blue.
- Also first-class honours in physics.
- Biology.
And we don't say honours in this country.
just degree.
I'm sorry.
Fenwick, I disagree with you profoundly
upon the importance of this issue.
To deprive Sutterwick of the chance,
just because that pernickety old idiot...
...has taken it into his head
to give his form an hour's extra tuition.
On the last day of term? Heh, heh.
Chipping's a brave man.
"Wine-dark sea" is a perfectly
acceptable description of the Aegean Sea.
I agree Homer does use it lather a lot...
...but then there are some epithets
we all use lather a lot, don't we?
I believe your favourite is "stinky."
Isn't it?
Forgive me if I prefer Homer's
more colourful imagery.
Twelve o'clock, I see, Sutterwick.
- Sir?
- Come here, would you?
Just distribute these around the class.
would you?
To each boy.
I think you'll find them
all clearly marked.
I won. I won.
I'm the champion.
I'm the junior tennis champion.
The Lex Canuleia...
...is not, as Colley Minor seems to think,
a law regulating canals...
...but a law that permitted Roman
patricians to marry plebeians.
An easy way to remember it...
...is to imagine a Miss Plebeian
wishing to many a Mr. Patrician...
...and Mr. Patrician saying he can't.
She could then reply.
"Oh, yes, you can, you liar."
Well, boys, I've finished.
You've all hated me for this, I know,
but I am paid to teach you...
...and your parents pay Brookfield
for you to learn.
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