Picnic at Hanging Rock
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1:20:01
I bit her arm. It bled.
1:20:07
So she painted my head
with gentian violet.

1:20:18
[Tom humming]
1:20:27
# The north wind brings me no rest #
1:20:32
# And death is in the sky #
1:20:39
# I love you, Minnie #
1:20:46
I love you, darlin'.
1:20:50
I feel sorry
for them kids.

1:20:57
The ones on the rock,
you mean?

1:21:00
Yeah, them too.
1:21:03
I was thinkin' of them other poor
little devils, here at the college.

1:21:11
Them. They're all right.
1:21:16
Rollin' in cash,
most of them.

1:21:19
Or at least their mothers
and fathers are.

1:21:21
Some of them are orphans
1:21:24
or wards or...
1:21:28
You know.
1:21:59
[Thinking]
Now I know.


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