:28:00
l'd like that, but--
[ Clears Throat ]
:28:02
Well, we shouldn't hope
for too much. Ooh!
:28:05
[ Bleats ]
:28:24
[ Narrator ]
And so, it was Christmas Eve.
:28:27
And time had run out
for the pig.
:28:30
- Are you doing him tonight then?
- Mmm.
:28:34
Good.
The blood'll drain by morning.
:28:38
- Pity.
- What's that?
:28:40
Nothin'.
:28:42
What on earth
are you babbling on about?
:28:48
Shame to miss out on the best ham prize
at next year's fair, is all.
:28:51
Nice plump haunches
he's gettin'.
:28:55
Beautiful.
Still...
:28:58
silly to wait,
l suppose.
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[ Footsteps ]
:29:23
[ Footsteps Continue ]
:29:29
- [ Quacking ]
- [ Knife Thumping ]