:31:19
I'll take Bubba, Miriam.
Alice, bonnet, please.
:31:24
It's tempting fate to have thrown away
your widow's weeds.
:31:27
Why? I have no one
left to mourn.
:31:30
My father, my mother,
my husband... all gone.
:31:33
If you'd nabbed
young Reverend Hasset.
:31:36
I did not attempt
to nab him.
:31:38
Although he's been
properly nabbed now.
:31:41
- Jealousy killed the cat.
- Curiosity.
:31:44
Ted. Ted, wait a minute.
Don't forget to do the butter.
:31:49
Not jealousy.