:31:01
[Phone ringing]
:31:04
[Dog barking in the distance]
:31:06
[Metallic clanking of gate closing]
:31:15
[Voice echoes] How's the soup?
:31:18
[Voice echoes] Excuse me?
:31:21
BRUCE: The soup. How is it?
:31:24
VICKI: It's great.
:31:31
[Voice echoes] Could you pass the salt?
:31:35
Sure.
:31:37
[Footsteps echo]
:31:48
[Bruce clears his throat]
:31:53
BRUCE: Did you have trouble
finding the house?
:31:57
No...
:31:57
VICKI: It was no problem.
BRUCE: Good.
:32:04
Do you like eating in here?
:32:08
Oh, yeah.
:32:14
I don't think I've been in this room before.
:32:17
[Vicki laughs]
:32:20
You want to leave?
:32:22
Yes.
:32:31
ALFRED: There was young Master Bruce...
:32:34
...leading his gray pony
with me on its back...
:32:37
...like a sack of old potatoes, covered
in mud and nursing a sprained ankle.
:32:42
ALFRED: That was the first and last time
I gave him a riding lesson.
:32:48
I think I've embarrassed him
for long enough.
:32:51
ALFRED: I'm off to bed.
:32:54
ALFRED: Please, leave everything.
I'll tidy up in the morning.
:32:57
ALFRED: Good night, miss.
VICKI: Good night, Alfred.