:26:01
Home, please, and don't spare the horses.
:26:50
- Fuck!
- Oh!
:26:53
Bad luck, Jamie.
:26:55
Mm! I win. I win.
:26:58
Again.
:27:01
There you are, my darling.
Have a chocolate.
:27:04
Not your night, Jamie, hm?
:27:07
I'll win it back.
:27:15
So, who else does
fortune favour this evening?
:27:17
Apart from yourself, that is.
:27:22
The Lord Chief Justice Gibson.
:27:25
It's my impression that
his opponents always let him win.
:27:28
I wonder why.
:27:31
Is he filthy rich or stinking rich?
:27:34
Fucking rich.
:27:36
Well, hello.
:27:37
Do excuse me.
:27:40
Winty, Dixie, how was your concert?
:27:43
- Fucking magic!
- Hang on...