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Peterloo

I call forth a deluge to cleanse this landof its festering corruption

I call forth a deluge to cleanse this land
of its festering corruption

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I call forth a deluge
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to cleanse this land of its festering corruption.
Duration
6 seconds
Views
21
Timestamp in Movie
00:36:33
Uploaded
Jul 06, 2025
Genres
drama, history
Production
Thin Man Films,Film4 Productions,BFI,Lipsync Productions

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Movie Summary

The story of the 1819 Peterloo Massacre in which British forces attacked a peaceful pro-democracy rally in Manchester.
Almighty Father, permit us to be the Noahs, - Peterloo 00:08
Almighty Father, permit us to be the Noahs,
Friends, I should like to invite Mr John Knight - Peterloo 00:05
Friends, I should like to invite Mr John Knight
Gentlemen, I should like to thank Mr Bagguley, - Peterloo 00:09
Gentlemen, I should like to thank Mr Bagguley,
Although I cannot concur with the notion - Peterloo 00:10
Although I cannot concur with the notion
Nevertheless, I congratulate them - Peterloo 00:08
Nevertheless, I congratulate them
They're taking him this er... What is it, Father? - Peterloo 00:04
They're taking him this er... What is it, Father?
Prince... thingummy isn't going to give ha'porth - Peterloo 00:06
Prince... thingummy isn't going to give ha'porth
And then what? He's as mad as a March hare! - Peterloo 00:04
And then what? He's as mad as a March hare!
- What, the King? - Aye, the King and his family. - Peterloo 00:04
- What, the King? - Aye, the King and his family.
I'll tell you what they're not doing, Nellie, - Peterloo 00:06
I'll tell you what they're not doing, Nellie,
I'll never lose hope. Times is too hard to lose hope. - Peterloo 00:04
I'll never lose hope. Times is too hard to lose hope.
As they say, from little acorns... - Peterloo 00:04
As they say, from little acorns...
Indeed. We must pluck the braying bellwethers - Peterloo 00:11
Indeed. We must pluck the braying bellwethers
Three thousand fools - Peterloo 00:06
Three thousand fools
No, gentlemen. The rabble must be awed into submission. - Peterloo 00:05
No, gentlemen. The rabble must be awed into submission.
A mere show of military might - Peterloo 00:07
A mere show of military might
"My son, fear thou the Lord and the King, - Peterloo 00:10
"My son, fear thou the Lord and the King,
The labouring classes are ruled by their stomachs. - Peterloo 00:04
The labouring classes are ruled by their stomachs.
Were we to prevail upon the mill owners - Peterloo 00:07
Were we to prevail upon the mill owners
Their hunger would be alleviated - Peterloo 00:05
Their hunger would be alleviated