Picnic at Hanging Rock
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:22:08
[Indistinct chattering]
:22:11
(Miranda)
Can you manage it, Edith?

:22:13
I don't know.
:22:15
[Giggling]
:22:17
I don't want to get
my feet wet.

:22:25
Oh!
:22:27
[Whistles]
:22:34
Thought the little fat one
was gonna take a bath.

:22:41
Some of them
are real lookers.

:22:43
Have a look at the shape
of the dark one with the curls.

:22:47
Built like an hourglass.
:22:52
And 'ave a go at the last one!
The blonde!

:22:56
Oh, she'd have
a decent pair of legs.

:23:00
All the way up to her bum.
:23:02
I'd rather you didn't say
crude things like that.

:23:06
Oh, I say the crude things.
You just think 'em.

:23:11
(Edith)
Miranda!

:23:13
Take my word for it.
:23:15
The sheilas are all alike
when it comes to fellas.

:23:19
Doesn't matter if it's
a bloody college you come from

:23:22
or the Ballarat Orphanage where
me and me kid sister was dragged up.

:23:26
I didn't know
you were an orphan.

:23:29
Geez. I haven't thought of that
bloody dump in donkeys' years.

:23:48
(Edith)
Miranda!


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