:29:01
You're far too young and hopeful.
I don't want to muddy your curiosity -
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- your joy of life, your childish faith.
:29:09
One really senses Mr Tubal's
supernatural powers.
:29:13
- I can feel it, I can feel it.
- A wonderful gift.
:29:17
But hard to bear, Sofia, and dark...
:29:21
Gracious, Mr Tubal! It makes one
really hot under the corset.
:29:27
- And cold, too.
- Mr Tubal, read my palm anyway.
:29:36
- This is Antonsson, the coachman.
- Mild servant Antonsson. We've met.
:29:42
- Evening.
- Quiet. He will talk of the future.
:29:45
Quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet...
I see a light.
:29:51
Now it's been turned off. It's dark.
I hear sweet words of love.
:29:56
No I can't repeat them,
my sense of propriety forbids me.
:30:00
A young man. He's riding
at full gallop. It's wonderful.
:30:05
Sara, my child. Before you go
and celebrate your feast of love -
:30:10
- take a few drops of our love potion.
You'll enjoy it sevenfold more.
:30:15
It's a gift from Aphrodite Venus.
:30:19
- Tubal is just the simple bearer.
- A love potion!
:30:23
- Is it expensive, Mr Tubal?
- It's well-nigh impossible to procure.
:30:29
- And under extraordinary hardship.
- That you dared!
:30:32
In the name of science. Of love...
:30:36
- Would you allow me to buy a bottle?
- It's impossible.
:30:40
Your means are far too modest,
Sofia.
:30:44
These potions are only affordable
for princesses -
:30:48
- countesses and one
or the other leading actress.
:30:52
But for you Sofia, for your beauty,
your great hospitality -
:30:57
- your courtesy, let's say thirteen
shillings. Two bottles for twenty!