:14:02
That's nice.
:14:04
Now, if you'll excuse me, the
jailer's daughter requires my attention.
:14:15
And do help yourself.
:14:17
I recommend the prunes.
Know what I mean?
:14:26
(Macleane) Who ate all the pies?
:14:32
Oh, my angel. My siren's song!
:14:35
You've ambushed me
in the forests of your hair.
:14:38
You've drowned me
in the pools of your eyes.
:14:42
You've shackled me
to the poetry of your lips.
:14:45
Oh, I do like to hear a fine gentleman talk.
:14:50
Lady Tipton went to Hampstead...
:14:55
...with the Duke of Northumberland...
:14:59
...won fifteen hundred...
:15:02
...and left with the Duke of Norfolk.
:15:05
- (posh voice) Oh, really?
- I've heard it a hundred times before!
:15:09
Bastard.
:15:12
I'll wager ten guineas that Macleane
whips his cream before the strumpet.
:15:18
Twenty says the whore squeals first.
:15:21
Thirty guineas says they arrive together.
:15:27
Care to express an opinion?
:15:29
Yes. You've more money than brains.
:15:32
Come on. Eyes shut,
head down, think of England.
:15:35
Come on, the jessie.
Ride him hard. Ride him low.
:15:47
- Oh!
- Oh!
:15:56
- Oh.
- Fuck!
:15:58
Thirty guineas each, gentlemen.