:02:00
- Making a last wicket stand togethenr
- Bo and Humphrey do everything together.
:02:09
Yes!
:02:17
- Howzat?
- (Laughter and applause)
:02:19
He's out!
:02:22
- Bad luck, sir.
- Thank you, Simpson.
:02:24
We only had four more runs to get, sir.
:02:27
Well, is all in the game, Simpson.
:02:33
Hard luck, Humph, old man.
:02:35
Take your hands off me, you cad!
:02:37
Eh? Whas up, old man?
:02:39
You know damn well whas up!
You deliberately tripped me.
:02:43
- Humphrey, what are you saying?
- You tripped me.
:02:46
Now, just a minute, gentlemen.
:02:47
This is an extremely grave charge
you're making, Captain Bagshaw.
:02:51
- Mr West, is there any truth in it?
- No, of course not. Humphrey's my friend!
:02:56
- Why would I want to do a thing like that?
- Then you're saying Captain Bagshaw is a liar.
:03:01
Well, no, I don't mean that, but...
he must have tripped over his bootlace.
:03:05
My bootlace?!
The lace on my elastic-sided boots?
:03:09
Oh, Bo, how could you do
such a despicable thing?
:03:13
Mr West,
you are no longer welcome in my house,
:03:17
nor as a member of my cricket team.
:03:21
Come, Jane!
:03:30
I've lost her, Simpson.
:03:37
(Chatter)
:03:40
This letter has just arrived for you, milady.
:03:43
Thank you, Nightingale. Excuse me.
:03:52
What is it, my beloved?
:03:55
Is Bo. Is Mr West, he's...
:03:58
(Sobs)