:10:08
- Is this place yours?
- No, sir. I'm a butler.
:10:12
- What exactly do you do?
- I buttle, sir.
:10:15
The butler is head of the kitchen
and dining-room. I keep things tidy.
:10:19
What's all this about, this dinner party?
:10:22
Ours not to reason why,
ours but to do and die.
:10:25
- Die?
- Merely quoting Tennyson, sir.
:10:28
I prefer Kipling. "The female of the
species is more deadly than the male."
:10:34
- You like Kipling?
- I'll eat anything.
:10:39
Soup.
:10:40
- For our host?
- For the seventh guest, Mr Boddy.
:10:44
- I thought Mr Boddy was our host.
- So did I.
:10:47
So, who is our host, Mr Wadsworth?
:10:53
- I want to start.
- Wait for the other guest.
:10:56
- I'll keep something warm for him.
- What did you have in mind?
:11:31
Well, someone's got to break the ice,
so why not me?
:11:34
I'm often a hostess,
for my husband's work.
:11:37
It's always hard, when new friends
meet for the first time, to get acquainted,
:11:42
so I'm prepared
to start the ball rolling.
:11:46
I have no idea why we're here,
why I'm here, what this place is about,
:11:51
but I am determined to enjoy myself.
I'm very intrigued,
:11:54
and this soup's delicious, isn't it?