Chariots of Fire
Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still.Lou Erickson
- Then where does the power come from, to see the race to its end? From within.
- I believe God made me for a purpose, but he also made me fast. And when I run I feel His pleasure.
- Run in His glory, and let the world stand back in wonder.
Harold M. Abrahams
- You, Aubrey are my most complete man. You're brave, compassionate, kind: a content man. That is your secret, contentment; I am 24 and I've never known it. I'm forever in pursuit and I don't even know what I am chasing.
- And now in one hour's time, I will be out there again. I will raise my eyes and look down that corridor; 4 feet wide, with 10 lonely seconds to justify my existence. But will I?
- That was the miscalculation of my life.
- He is a STRONG man but is unsure about his religion.
- Harold M. Abrahams: If I can't win, I won't run!
- Sybil Gordon: If you won't run, you can't win.
- Sam Mussabini: Eric Liddell? He's no real problem...
- Harold M. Abrahams: You could have fooled me.
- [Eric has already beaten Harold once]
- Sam Mussabini: Yeah he's fast! But he won't go any faster. He's a gut runner, digs deep! But a short sprint is run on nerves. It's tailor-made for neurotics.
- Sam Mussabini: Do you want to know why you lost today?
- [Harold nods]
- Sam Mussabini: You're over striding.
- [Sets coins in a row]
- Sam Mussabini: Now these coins represent the steps in your sprint.
- [Pushes coin together]
- Sam Mussabini: Can you find me another two coins, Mr. Abraham?
- [Harold looks up]
- Sam Mussabini: Remember over striding. Death for the sprinter.
- [shakes his head]
- Sam Mussabini: Knocks you back.
- [Slaps Harold across the cheek. Harold winces]
- Sam Mussabini: Like that!
- [Slaps Harold again]
- Sam Mussabini: And that!
- [Sam laughs and grabs Harold by the arm]
- [The athletes are playing cricket in the ballroom of their hotel. Henry Stallard is the umpire; Aubrey Montague bowls a delivery to Eric Liddell, batting]
- Henry Stallard: No ball!
- Harold M. Abrahams: [desperate to get into bat] Come on, Aubrey, the old leg-break!
- [Aubrey bowls another delivery, which deceivingly appears to have gotten Eric out]
- Harold M. Abrahams: How zat!
- Henry Stallard: Not out!
- Harold M. Abrahams: What do you mean, not out? You could have heard it from bloddy Bournemouth! Come on, Liddell, my innings.
- Eric Liddell: I didn't touch it, I swear it, must've been the crack of my wrist!
- Harold M. Abrahams: He's out I tell you, you're all deaf - deaf and bloody blind! Aubrey I ask you, for God's sake!
- [No responce from Aubrey, dramatic pause]
- Harold M. Abrahams: [punching the air] It's not FAIR!
- [The athletes break into laughter, Abrahams eventually joining them]
- Harold M. Abrahams: And now in one hour's time, I will be out there again. I will raise my eyes and look down tha corridor; 4 feet wide, with 10 lonely seconds to justifiy my whole existence. But will I?
- Harold M. Abrahams: Aubrey, I've known the fear of losing but now I am almost too frightened to win.
- Lord Andrew Lindsay: Protocol, Monty, Protocol, he is here to show us what must be done and more essentially what may not be.
- Lord Birkenhead: Ah, Liddell! I was afraid you weren't here.
- Eric Liddell: I'm afraid I am, sir.
- This is the story of two men who run... not to run... but to prove something to the world. They will sacrifice anything to achieve their goals... Except their honour.
- Two men chasing dreams of glory!