Libeled Lady
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1:02:03
I'll go get the cologne.
1:02:07
It isn't that kind of insomnia.
1:02:09
You know, different people
respond to different things.

1:02:12
Some people respond to rub-a-dub
on the forehead. Others drop off to music.

1:02:16
Now, me...
1:02:19
- I'm a horse's hoof man.
- A what?

1:02:22
A horse's hoof man.
That's what it takes to put me to sleep.

1:02:25
The sound of a horse's hoof. Hoof, hoof.
1:02:30
You know? Hoof, hoof.
1:02:49
Good?
1:02:51
Are you amenable to reason?
Then you will come to my charity bazaar.

1:02:55
No.
1:02:57
You turned me down for the horse show.
1:02:59
But I ride with you every morning.
1:03:01
You scorned my bid to a concert.
1:03:03
But I strum my guitar
'neath thy window each eve.

1:03:06
And now you refuse my invitation
for tomorrow night.

1:03:09
But I'm dining with you and Father
this evening.

1:03:12
It's your last meal, my lad.
I'm beginning to tumble.

1:03:15
I do very well for the back streets...
1:03:17
but you're ashamed
to be seen with me in public.

1:03:19
Certainly. A gal who smears
mustard all over her chin.

1:03:23
Thanks.
1:03:24
- Beautiful now?
- No, just clean.

1:03:27
Stop turning my head.
1:03:29
Now, for the purpose of the record,
what time will you arrive at the bazaar?

1:03:33
Once and for all,
I am not attending the bazaar.

1:03:35
Bill, what is it?
1:03:37
What is it?
1:03:38
It is a horse.
1:03:43
Let's stop clowning.
There's something wrong.

1:03:46
- Tell me. What is it?
- I can't.

1:03:49
Why? Please.
1:03:51
I swore I'd never mention it again.
1:03:53
The libel suit?
1:03:56
What's that got to do
with your coming to my party?

1:03:59
Plenty.

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