:38:01
Bosie never told me that
you were a botanist, Mr Taylor.
:38:05
That you roam the earth
:38:06
climbing the highest peaks
of the Himalayas
:38:09
and plunging into the darkest
forests of Borneo
:38:12
to return triumphant
to this delightful conservatory
:38:15
in the shadow
of Westminster Abbey
:38:17
to exhibit your... specimens.
:38:18
The boys are all Londoners,
actually.
:38:22
Impossible.
:38:23
I see Londoners every day,
:38:25
but never such...
exotic blooms as these.
:38:28
Does he always talk like this?
:38:30
Not when he's in bed.
:38:41
I am discreet.
Bosie, of course,
:38:43
is far too grand
and well-born for that.
:38:46
He wants everyone to know.
:38:47
Oscar, you must understand...
:38:49
I must be with
young people, Robbie.
:38:51
They're so frank and free.
:38:53
They make me
feel young myself.
:38:55
That's all very well.
But what would you say
:38:58
if someone wanted
to go to bed with your son?
:39:01
Cyril's eight!
:39:02
What will you say
when he's 18?
:39:08
Nothing.
:39:09
He must do as
his nature dictates.
:39:12
As I only wish I had done.
:39:13
"I do believe the Spring
has come at last,"
:39:16
said the giant.
:39:18
And he jumped out of bed
:39:19
- and looked out of the window.
- And what did he see?
:39:22
You tell me.
:39:23
You tell it.
:39:24
All right.
:39:26
He saw the most
wonderful sight.
:39:28
Through a little hole
in the wall,
:39:31
the children had crept
back into the garden
:39:33
and were sitting
on the branches of the trees.
:39:36
In every tree
that he could see,
:39:38
there was a little child.
:39:39
And the trees
were so glad...
:39:41
They covered themselves
with blossoms!
:39:43
And were waving their arms
:39:45
above the children's heads.
:39:47
And the birds were twittering
:39:48
and singing above them
with delight.
:39:50
Oscar!
:39:51
The flowers
:39:52
were looking up
through the grass
:39:54
- and laughing.
- It's time the boys changed
:39:57
or we'll miss the train.
:39:58
Ah.
:39:59
Come on, boys.