:17:10
Here's your coffee.
:17:11
We're gonna be late.
:17:13
Whatever.
:17:24
I've decided. I just won't let it get to me.
:17:27
So, what do you think it is?
:17:28
You tell me.
:17:29
Your dot-com dream analyst says I'm having a baby.
:17:32
Father Devereaux says I should go back to Xanax...
:17:34
and your bartender friend Ray...
:17:36
Ha! He insists I'm just repressed.
:17:39
Ooh.
:17:41
- Mm-hmm.
- What?
:17:43
Nothing.
:17:45
I just keep thinking, Mary, that maybe...
:17:47
if you had a man in your bed, you might not-
:17:48
I wouldn't need the man in my head. Thanks.
:18:21
Where are the guards? What happened?
:18:24
We were robbed, Simon.
:18:26
We were robbed. I told you.
:18:29
But downstairs, it's all there.
:18:30
What did they take?
:18:31
My private holdings.
:18:33
The abbey.
:18:34
Yes. My artifacts, textiles, everything that I call my own.
:18:38
Where are the police? Why aren't they all over?
:18:40
There's no need to inform the police.
:18:41
The guards were not hurt.
:18:42
I compensated them well. They understand my wishes.
:18:45
I don't understand your wishes.
:18:47
No police!
:18:53
Simon, look.
:18:55
Some of my holdings were acquired...
:18:57
in a manner not quite befitting the scrutiny of the law.