1:09:01
What romance?
1:09:03
Oh, shit! Shit.
1:09:09
Yes?
1:09:11
Yeah. What?
1:09:15
lt's a bit of a bad time, actually.
1:09:17
l didn't know what she knew,
did l?
1:09:22
Well, l'm sure you handled it
like a master.
1:09:25
Look-- Hey, l had to think
on my feet, didn't l?
1:09:29
All right.
1:09:31
All right, if you must.
1:09:34
Rendezvous number three.
1:09:37
You know where that is, don't you?
Oh, good.
1:09:41
Twenty-three hundred hours.
Good.
1:09:45
What warrants dragging me out of
the saddle on a Sunday night, eh?
1:09:49
Look, about Louisa.
1:09:50
Some woman, Harry. l envy you.
The way she looks up to you.
1:09:54
You're her moral virtue, her center.
1:09:57
Just like Arthur Braithwaite
was to you, is what she said.
1:10:00
l enjoyed the comparison.
1:10:02
-You say anything?
-Would l ever?
1:10:04
Expect me to tell her that
an old Jew brought me up?
1:10:07
Burned his frocks as a favor?
1:10:09
Hated the old fellow, did you?
1:10:11
-l know this place where we can talk.
-l loved him. l revere him.
1:10:15
Dressed him up as Arthur Braithwaite.
Gave him a good suit.
1:10:18
''Clothes maketh the man,''
and all that.
1:10:51
Come on, let's dance.
Camp it up a bit.