Pietje Bell
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:07:02
I'm not surprised. The paper
isn't interested in boring clods!

:07:06
And his broken specs?
:07:11
They cost me a fortune.
:07:15
I'll pay for the glasses.
:07:18
Your son can't walk around
like a blind chicken.

:07:28
What did you do with the beads?
:07:34
Played marbles...
:07:36
You can laugh.
:07:39
If you can't laugh, you can't live.
:07:41
I'll lose my job like this!
:07:43
We can't have that!
Listen to your sister.

:07:46
Even if you are my teacher,
I won't do what you say.

:07:54
Joseph, you're wearing glasses!
:07:58
You have bad eyesight?
- No. It just looks more intelligent.

:08:02
Just glass.
:08:05
You like them, Martha?
- Yes, but they are broken.

:08:22
Teacher, they're throwing things!
:08:23
Who is?
- I don't know, teacher.

:08:28
Martha! Open the door.
:08:33
Good evening, Miss, sister.
- You are late and look terrible.

:08:37
I have...
- Shut up.

:08:39
You should be ashamed.
This isn't your home.

:08:42
I know, but it isn't yours either.
- In you come!

:08:50
Here comes Pietje Bell!
:08:54
First your late and second
you threw chestnuts at me.

:08:59
You're going straight
to the headmaster.


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