1:17:26
Mine!
1:17:33
Sir.
1:17:41
Bull's-eye. One less bunny wunny
for Durham to lose sleep over.
1:17:44
What? Oh, buck up, man.
Corpore sano.
1:17:49
Look out! Mine!
1:17:52
Damn!
1:17:57
Will you gentlemen wish to continue shooting?
The mist's coming down.
1:18:00
I suppose he thinks it's our fault.
1:18:03
Very well, Scudder.
We may as well pack it in.
1:18:06
You'll bring the game book
up to the house.
1:18:10
Oh, cheer up, old man.
What has got into you?
1:18:16
Would you believe...
it's my birthday?
1:18:19
Good Lord, is it really?
1:18:21
I say, old man, many happy returns.
Durham never mentioned it at all.
1:18:27
Durham's far too busy canvassing.
Come on.
1:18:31
- Let's toast it in chiskey.
- That's more like it.
1:18:44
- Telegram arrived for you at midday, sir.
- Oh, thank you, Simcox.
1:18:48
There, you see?
Durham did remember your birthday.
1:18:55
- Shall we have that drink?
- Mm. Two large chiskeys, Simcox.
1:18:59
Very good, sir.