1:00:29
[Wind howling]
1:00:32
BOWEN: [Singing] I'll take the low road
1:00:35
I'll be in Scotland afore ye
1:00:47
Come on!
1:00:55
Get on, will you?
I don't need witnesses.
1:00:58
Get out of here! Go, will you?
1:01:07
[Bowen continues singing]
1:01:09
[Yelps]
1:01:28
Don't just stand there, man,
slam the door!
1:01:37
SAM: Whare you doing?
BOWEN: What does it look like?
1:01:39
You look like a bull
in a mud wallow.
1:01:42
Look, we got a blizzard
on our hands out there.
1:01:45
- The glass is still dropping.
- Thas grand.
1:01:49
She'll not be able to travel
in such weather.
1:01:51
Been wondering how to keep her here
short of violence.
1:01:53
How do I smell, Sam?
Do I smell grand now?
1:01:55
- You smell like an old buffalo.
- Thas not me, thas the robe.
1:01:59
Alex, I'm going out
and find Vindicator...