TP: The thing that I find most diff

TP: The thing that I find most difficult to understand about you is that you're apparently quite undeterred by your repeated prison sentences. You've now reached the stage, with your record, that when you're caught next time it's more than likely you'll get about eight years preventive detention. I don't understand how you can be prepared to face that.
(P12) RA: I'm not prepared. This is the thing which people like you can never grasp. I'm no more "prepared" to do eight years' PD. than you're pre- pared to knock somebody down in your car tomorrow. I don't think too much about the one more than you do about the other. It's an ever-present risk but one doesn't dwell on it – do you see what I mean? . . .
(P13) I don't want to do eight years, no – but if I have to I have to, and that's all there is to it. If you're a criminal, what's the alternative to the risk of going to prison? Coal-miners don't spend their time worrying about the risk they might get killed by a fall at the coal-face either. Prison's an occupational risk, that's all – and one I'm quite prepared to take. I'll willingly gamble away a third of my life in prison, so long as I can live the way I want for the other two-thirds. After all, it's my life, and that's how I feel about it. The alternative - the prospect of vegetating the rest of my life away in a steady job, catching the 8:13 to work in the morning, and the 5:50 back again at night, all for ten or fifteen quid2 a week – now that really does terrify me, far more than the thought of a few years in the nick.
(P14) TP: You don't think, then, that there's anything wrong in not working for your living?
(P15) RA: But I do work for my living. Most crime - unless it's the senseless, petty-thieving sort – is quite hard work, you know. Planning a job, working out all the details of the best way to do it - and then carrying it out, under a lot of nervous strain and tension - and having to run round afterwards, if it's goods, fencing the stuff, getting a good price for it, delivering it to the fence, and so on – all this needs a lot of thinking and effort and concentration. It certainly is "work," don't kid yourself about that.
(P16) But anyway this whole point's not all that simple. A lot of other people don't "work" for their living, in the way you mean – but nobody goes on at them like they do at criminals. Quite a large proportion of the “upper classes,” for instance. You can see them any day round Piccadilly, Vigo Street, Savile Row – nattily dressed half-wits who've never done a stroke of work in their lives, popping in and out of Fortnum's or Scott's, spending all their time trying to get rid of the money their fathers and grandfathers and great-grandfathers left them. And usually it's that sort who get fiercest about people like me, saying we ought to be caned and whipped and flogged because we never do an honest day's work.
(P17) I can steal from people like that without the faintest compunction at all, in fact I'm delighted to do it. I remember once screwing the town house of the Duke of . . . well, I'd better not say who, because I didn't get caught for it. The inside of the house was the most beautiful place I've ever been in in my life – gorgeous curtains and furnishings, antique furniture, silver bowls and vasesallover the place, exquisite miniatures on the walls - it was a fabulous place. My only regret was I hadn't got a furniture van so I could strip it from top to bottom. His Lordship I suppose was up in Scotland shooting wild birds, or some other civilized hobby, and his house was just standing unused until he chose to come back and live in it again

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TP: Điều mà tôi tìm thấy khó khăn nhất để hiểu về bạn là rằng bạn đang rõ ràng khá undeterred bởi nhà tù lặp đi lặp lại câu của bạn. Bạn đã đạt đến giai đoạn, với hồ sơ của bạn, khi bạn đang đánh bắt thời gian tiếp theo đó là nhiều hơn khả năng bạn sẽ nhận được về tám năm dự phòng giam. Tôi không hiểu làm thế nào bạn có thể chuẩn bị sẵn sàng để đối mặt với đó.(P12) RA: tôi không chuẩn bị. Đây là điều mà những người như bạn không bao giờ có thể nắm bắt. Tôi không có nhiều "chuẩn bị" để làm tám năm PD. hơn bạn đang trước pared hạ người trong xe của bạn vào ngày mai. Tôi không nghĩ quá nhiều về một nhiều hơn bạn làm gì khác. Đó là một rủi ro bao nhưng một không ngự trên nó-bạn có nhìn thấy những gì tôi có nghĩa là? . . .(P13) Tôi không muốn làm tám năm, không- nhưng nếu tôi có thể tôi có thể, và đó là tất cả để có nó. Nếu bạn là một tên tội phạm, thay thế cho nguy cơ đi đến nhà tù là gì? Thợ mỏ than không dành thời gian của họ lo lắng về nguy cơ họ có thể bị giết bởi một mùa thu tại mặt than hoặc. Nhà tù của một rủi ro nghề nghiệp, đó là tất cả- và một tôi khá chuẩn bị sẵn sàng để đi. Tôi sẽ sẵn sàng đánh bạc đi một phần ba cuộc sống của tôi ở trong tù, do đó, miễn là tôi có thể sống theo cách mà tôi muốn cho các khác hai phần ba. Sau khi tất cả, nó là cuộc sống của tôi, và đó là làm thế nào tôi cảm thấy về nó. Thay thế - khách hàng tiềm năng của vegetating phần còn lại của cuộc sống của tôi đi vào một công việc ổn định, bắt 8:13 để làm việc vào buổi sáng, và 5:50 trở lại một lần nữa vào ban đêm, tất cả cho mười hay mười lăm quid2 một tuần-bây giờ mà thực sự terrify tôi, xa hơn là những suy nghĩ của một vài năm trong nick.(P14) TP: You don't think, then, that there's anything wrong in not working for your living?(P15) RA: But I do work for my living. Most crime - unless it's the senseless, petty-thieving sort – is quite hard work, you know. Planning a job, working out all the details of the best way to do it - and then carrying it out, under a lot of nervous strain and tension - and having to run round afterwards, if it's goods, fencing the stuff, getting a good price for it, delivering it to the fence, and so on – all this needs a lot of thinking and effort and concentration. It certainly is "work," don't kid yourself about that.(P16) But anyway this whole point's not all that simple. A lot of other people don't "work" for their living, in the way you mean – but nobody goes on at them like they do at criminals. Quite a large proportion of the “upper classes,” for instance. You can see them any day round Piccadilly, Vigo Street, Savile Row – nattily dressed half-wits who've never done a stroke of work in their lives, popping in and out of Fortnum's or Scott's, spending all their time trying to get rid of the money their fathers and grandfathers and great-grandfathers left them. And usually it's that sort who get fiercest about people like me, saying we ought to be caned and whipped and flogged because we never do an honest day's work.(P17) I can steal from people like that without the faintest compunction at all, in fact I'm delighted to do it. I remember once screwing the town house of the Duke of . . . well, I'd better not say who, because I didn't get caught for it. The inside of the house was the most beautiful place I've ever been in in my life – gorgeous curtains and furnishings, antique furniture, silver bowls and vasesallover the place, exquisite miniatures on the walls - it was a fabulous place. My only regret was I hadn't got a furniture van so I could strip it from top to bottom. His Lordship I suppose was up in Scotland shooting wild birds, or some other civilized hobby, and his house was just standing unused until he chose to come back and live in it again