The Lion in Winter
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1:02:00
I'd turn to salt.
1:02:05
I've lost again.
1:02:09
I'm done for this time.
1:02:14
Well, there'll be
other Christmases.

1:02:22
I'd hang you from the nipples,
but you'd shock the children.

1:02:33
They kissed sweetly,
didn't they?

1:02:39
I'll have him next time.
I can wait.

1:02:43
Ah, there you are!
1:02:47
My comfort
and my company.

1:02:54
We're locked in
for another year.

1:03:00
Four seasons more.
1:03:05
What a desolation.
1:03:10
What a life's work.
1:03:20
Is it too much?
1:03:22
Be sure to squlnt
as you approach.

1:03:25
You may be blinded
by my beauty.

1:03:28
Merry Christmas.
1:03:31
Is that why you're here...
to tell me that?

1:03:34
I thought
you might be lonely.

1:03:37
Here, chancellor.
1:03:39
Try it on for size.
1:03:43
It's puzzling.
1:03:45
I remember my third birthday.
1:03:48
Not just pictures
of the garden or the gifts,

1:03:51
but who did what to whom
and how it felt.

1:03:55
My memory stretches that far back,
but never once can I remember...

1:03:57
anything from you or father
warmer than indifference.


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