:32:01
Mullion window...
Excuse me, I'll continue later.
:32:05
Lallo, read the telegram
"White Feather" got from Stockholm.
:32:10
"Come immediately, I cannot live
without you. Inge."
:32:15
Is she the bucktoothed one
from last summer?
:32:17
Are you going?
It'll be cold up there now!
:32:25
If I shot them,
they'd call me a murderer!
:32:30
I'd throw them all
in quicklime!
:32:37
Get the hell out of here!
:32:40
I couldn't leave Mamma behind
for those buck teeth.
:32:46
Look at Madam's new girls.
:32:52
Just look!
:33:03
See that big one with the hat?
:33:09
I'm here!
:33:11
Here I am, too!
:33:17
With the sacred right of a place
in the sun...
:33:20
He was a lovely man,
a lot like Wallace Beery.
:33:23
Do you remember? With that beard,
he looked like a French duke.
:33:46
That's a great load!