:18:16
Pick it up. Go ahead. Go on.
:18:19
Don't be afraid, Miss Cobb.
:18:24
No. I had one just like it years ago.
But it got broke.
:18:30
- My husband...
- Your husband?
:18:32
Then it's Mrs. Cobb.
:18:35
Although my George has been passed on
for some time now.
:18:39
- He died, untimely.
- I'm so sorry to hear that.
:18:44
No need to be sorry.
It's been seven years since he was...
:18:47
Murder is awful.
:18:50
- I didn't mean to.
- Of course not.
:18:54
It wasn't you who took that meat fork
from the drawer...
:18:57
...and stuck it in his throat.
Are you leaving, Mrs. Roberts?
:19:01
I'll have to think about it.
It is a lot of money.
:19:04
You think about it. So will I.
:19:14
You baked this?
:19:18
Of course.
:19:20
Homemade every day from apples
picked down at the Mayflowers'.
:19:25
Polly Chalmers, my boss, sent it over.
:19:32
Go ahead. Take him.
:19:38
- I'm scared I'll drop it again.
- You won't drop it.
:19:43
Come, Mrs. Cobb.
:19:46
Please, sit down.
:19:54
Listen.
:19:57
Sometimes I think I can hear
the tiniest laugh.