:05:00
- I've guarded it with me life.
- I hope it still fits.
:05:04
I lost 30lbs in that wretched hospital.
:05:07
Still, I suppose my head isn't any smaller.
:05:15
What's all this?
:05:17
- We've put it in mothballs.
- Mothballs? Am I not to practise again?
:05:22
Of course. The solicitors
have been breaking down our doors.
:05:25
- I've got some interesting briefs for you.
- That's better.
:05:29
Divorce case, a tax appeal,
and an important marine insurance claim.
:05:33
- Nice smooth matters with excellent fees.
- No, Carter.
:05:37
I'm sorry, but you're not to undertake
any criminal cases. Your doctors have...
:05:41
Doctors! They've deprived me of alcohol,
tobacco, female companionship.
:05:45
If only they'd let me do
something worthwhile!
:05:48
Sorry, sir.
:05:49
Might as well get a bigger box,
more mothballs, put me away too.
:05:53
- 2.30, Sir Wilfrid. Time for our little nap!
- Oh, get out!
:05:57
Beddy-bye. We'd better go upstairs now,
get undressed and lie down.
:06:01
- We? What a nauseating prospect.
- Upstairs, please.
:06:05
Are you aware that, while on my sickbed,
:06:07
I seriously considered strangling you
with one of your own rubber tubes.
:06:12
I would then have admitted the crime,
retained myself for the defence.
:06:18
My lord, members of the jury, I hereby
enter a plea of justifiable homicide.
:06:24
For four months this alleged
angel of mercy has pored, probed,
:06:29
punctured, pillaged and plundered
my helpless body
:06:33
while tormenting my mind
with a steady drip of baby talk.
:06:37
Come along now, like a good boy. Oh, no.
:06:40
Take your hands off me,
or I'll strike you with my cane.
:06:43
- You wouldn't, it might break your cigars.
- What cigars?
:06:46
- The ones you're smuggling in your cane.
- Cane?
:06:56
You could be jailed for this.
You had no search warrant.