How Green Was My Valley (1941)
Barry Fitzgerald: Cyfartha
Dai Bando : A man is never too old to learn, is it, Mr. Jonas?
Mr. Jonas : [uncertainly] No.
Dai Bando : I was in school myself once, but no great one for knowledge.
Mr. Jonas : [angrily, shaking his cane] Look here, what do you want?
Dai Bando : Knowledge.
[taking Mr. Jonas' cane]
Dai Bando : How would you go about taking the measurement of a stick, Mr. Jonas?
Mr. Jonas : By its' length, of course.
Dai Bando : And how would you measure a man who would use a stick on a boy one-third his size?
[throws Mr. Jonas' cane aside]
Cyfartha : Tell us!
Dai Bando : Now, you are good in the use of a stick, but boxing is my subject... according to the rules laid down by the good Marquis of Queensbury.
Cyfartha : [saluting] God rest his soul!
Dai Bando : And happy I am to pass on my knowledge to you!
[backhands Mr. Jonas, sending him reeling]
Dai Bando : Position again.
[Dai Bando and Cyfartha drag Mr. Jonas to his feet]
Dai Bando : Could I have your attention, boys and girls? I am not accustomed to speaking in public...
Cyfartha : Only public houses.
Dai Bando : But this -
[backhands Mr. Jonas in the nose, sending him sprawling]
Dai Bando : never use. It's against the rules. Break a man's nose. Now then -
[turns to find Mr. Jonas collapsed against the wall, unconscious]
Dai Bando : I'm afraid he will never make a boxer.
Cyfartha : No aptitude for knowledge.
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!