The Whales of August
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:35:01
l haven't thought of
our ambergris hunts in years.

:35:05
We were going
to make our fortune.

:35:07
Yes. $10 an ounce
that stuff was.

:35:10
Yeah. Yep.
:35:11
The new perfume queens.
:35:14
Weren't we the pair?
:35:17
Sarah!
:35:20
You two are certainly
carrying on.

:35:23
Well, there's nothing
like a good laugh, Libby.

:35:30
-Let me help you.
-Oh, thanks.

:35:52
Libby Strong, you are
looking younger every day.

:35:56
-Pooh.
-Here. Have some berries.

:36:01
Thank you.
:36:03
God, what a long walk
for so few berries.

:36:06
l swear there aren't so many
as there used to be.

:36:08
lt's the nuns.
:36:10
The nuns, Libby?
:36:12
Yes. They flock around
our berry bushes...

:36:15
like a bunch of penguins.
:36:18
Well...
:36:19
nuns are entitled to pick
berries, too, you know.

:36:24
Not on our land.
:36:26
Oh, for pity's sake, Libby.
:36:28
Girls...
:36:30
l do have some sad news.
:36:33
Out with it, Tisha.
:36:36
Hilda Partridge
passed away yesterday.

:36:40
And now Mr. Maranov...
:36:41
will have to find
someplace else to live.

:36:44
Who will be the next
lucky person?

:36:47
No idea.
:36:49
l don't think he knows
what's next, poor man.

:36:51
But Hilda was so young!
:36:54
Hilda was 83 if she was a day.
:36:58
Well, l certainly
am gonna miss Hilda.


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