:17:02
I didn't find it.
I wrote it.
:17:04
You wrote it?
:17:08
"Love abounds,
love surrounds..."
:17:10
Oh, no thank you, Sara.
:17:12
Strange as it may seem,
I still prefer Mrs. Heymans.
:17:16
Give me your book and proceed
to recite to me as far as you have gone.
:17:20
Your book, please, Sara.
:17:24
Thank you.
:17:27
Go on.
:17:29
I can't.
:17:32
Not one line?
:17:36
I shall leave you now, Sara.
:17:39
I expect you to be word perfect when
I send Miss Lumley in in half an hour.
:17:43
Otherwise, I'm afraid
I shall have to send you to bed
:17:46
instead of letting you stay up
until the others return from the picnic.
:18:03
[Whispering]
Bertie! Bertie!
:18:08
Jesus, where are you?
:18:13
Oh, Miranda!
:18:15
[Birds chirping]
:18:23
(girl)
I like this one.
:18:26
"Shall I compare thee
to a summer's day?
:18:30
Thou art more lovely
and more temperate.
:18:35
Rough winds do shake
the darling buds of May,
:18:39
And summer's lease
hath all too short a date."
:18:44
[Continues, indistinct]
:18:49
(Mr. Hussey)
That's funny!
:18:52
Blowed if me watch
hasn't stopped.
:18:54
[Tapping watch]
:18:57
Dead on 12:00.