Barry Fitzgerald

Dai Bando: [Cyfartha is holding Mr. Jonas in boxing position] Now look, to make a good boxer, you must have a good... *right hand*, you see?
[strikes Mr. Jonas with a right jab, the force of which knocks Mr. Jonas into the wall]
Dai Bando: Now, you see, that is how you will punish your man - with a right and a left, and put your shoulder into it!
[Mr. Jonas is slumped against the wall, dazed]
Cyfartha: The gentleman is talking to you!

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Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Ted, I've just had news of a startling nature. George Woolf has signed to ride Heel Fly for the Circle F.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: No kidding?
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: We're in a pickle. And there's only one way out.
[looking pointedly at Ted]
Ted Knowles, Jockey: That's a bad break. No, sir. Nothing doing. I'm going to be sitting up in the grand stand with my best girl by my side.
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Ted. Just a minute. Now, see here, lad. You brought this about. You'd no right to tell George you were definitely riding the Biscuit.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Now, wait a minute...
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Now, don't attempt to evade the situation. It rests squarely on your strong, young shoulders. Would you let Mr. Howard down? And through Mr. Howard me, your uncle-to-be? And through me, Margaret, the girl you love?
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Look who's talking. Who got me to give up riding? Who talked about food until I was starving to death?
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Aw, food is for pigs.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Who practically forced me to take the job of assistant trainer?
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: It was an old man talking to you, boy. An old man with the blood dried in his veins. You should never listen to such nonsense.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: I don't know. No that I think about it, I kind of like the idea of sitting in the grandstand.
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Oh, the saints preserve us! Did I ever think I'd see a young jock with the hot blood in him ready to swap a seat on a horse for one on the grandstand?
Ted Knowles, Jockey: You can talk all you want. It won't do any good. I gave Margaret my promise.
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Ah, yes, but was your heart in your promise? Do you really want to see some other jockey on the Biscuit in the handicap? Are you the sort of boy that any old fool like meself can talk out of the greatest thrill in the world, winning the Santa Anita? What's sitting in the grandstands compared to checking your horse at the starting gate? And the gate sprung, and you're off. You feel Seabiscuit running swift and sure...
Ted Knowles, Jockey: Cut it out. You know I'd give my right eye to be up there.
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: You shouldn't have interrupted. I had the race all but won for you.
Ted Knowles, Jockey: But I won't be winning it. When Margaret comes back she expects to find me a trainer. And that's just what I'm gonna be.
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: Ted, a word to the wise. The O'Hara women are

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Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: You've a perfect right to know why I came to America. I'm through training jumping horses for the rest of me days. No doubt you remember the last grand national at Aintree?
George Carson, Head Trainer at Milford Farms: Oh, sure. I remember.
Shawn O'Hara, Seabiscuit's Trainer: I saddled the favorite, Blackwatch. And the jockey was Danny, Margaret's brother. He was a great jockey and a great lad. Blackwatch was the best horse, and Danny the best jockey that day. We were the favorite. We had it won handily. He was running easily. It was just as though Danny were taking that grand, strong horse for a gallop. Sure there were jumps, and Blackwatch flew over them. Then came the last jump. Who knows what happened? Not I. Not anyone. They failed to clear it, and Blackwatch was down with Danny under him. Both boy and horse were done for when I got there. For 30 years I've been training jumpers in the so-called sport of kings. But that day at Aintree it came to me that when you kill a lovely lad and break the back of a fine horse the devil's in it, and not kings. A large part of me heart is in Danny's grave. And as for Margaret, I only hope the time will come when the blackness of that day will be lifted from her soul.

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