Summer Magic
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1:18:00
What does she think she is?
A guest in this house or something?

1:18:06
# Hold your hand
and steal a kiss or two #

1:18:12
Oh, I thought you'd be in bed.
1:18:16
With your stuff piled all over it?
1:18:20
- You left this place like a pigsty.
- Did I?

1:18:24
Oh, you know,
there's nothing like a college man.

1:18:29
Oh, I do hope you and your mother
will scrape and save

1:18:32
to get Gilly into a good college.
1:18:34
Give one member of this family
a chance to amount to something.

1:18:39
- What did you say?
- I said...

1:18:41
I heard you.
1:18:43
I want you to know, Julia Carey,
you make me sick.

1:18:46
I'm sick of Gladys Ferguson's clothes
and her French maid and her lace and...

1:18:51
I'm just sick of all that blah blah blah
about the Fergusons.

1:18:54
Oh, that's right. Tear my dress.
Pull the buttons right off.

1:18:57
It's only imported.
1:19:00
Oh, you're very imported.
1:19:02
But I'm tired of doing your share
and picking up after you.

1:19:05
- Don't pick up after me.
- I won't.

1:19:15
Imported chemise. French silk.
Handmade shirt waist. English Lisle.

1:19:21
Crepe de Chine drawers. No, they weren't
over there, they were over there.

1:19:26
Oh, I know what's wrong with you.
You're jealous.

1:19:29
Jealous? Me, jealous? Oh!
1:19:32
Why yes, because of Charles.
1:19:35
Oh, so it's "Charles" now, is it?
1:19:44
"Oh, Mr. Bryant.
I couldn't hit your croquet ball."

1:19:48
"I'm too weak and dainty."
1:19:50
"But I might take a weensy push
at Big Jim Jeffries-Nancy Carey's ball."

1:19:56
Whack!
1:19:57
"Mercy! I only sent her 100 yards,
but I couldn't hit you."


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