Pietje Bell
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:18:02
I hope your mother cleaned it.
:18:05
I say, Aunt...
- Yes?

:18:07
Are you made of iron?
- Me? Iron?

:18:11
Why do you think that?
:18:14
Dad said you're a battle axe.
- Your dad said I'm a battle axe?

:18:21
And aunt, are you a bee?
:18:24
Why do you want to know?
- Dad wants you to buzz off soon.

:18:28
Can you say things like that to me?
- Yes, I can say anything.

:18:32
As long as I stay polite.
- Well you're not very polite now.

:18:37
Yes I am.
:18:41
Did you bring presents?
:18:43
I want a big bag of marbles.
:18:45
Those who ask, don't get.
:18:49
Those who don't, don't either.
:18:56
Just look at the folds in my skirt.
:19:00
It looks lovely on you, Martha.
:19:04
I hope your knight in shining
armour is there...

:19:07
...and dances all night with you.
:19:33
Ouch, my nose. What're you doing?
:19:38
Don't touch!
- What's that thread on my nose?

:19:42
You must have done that?! Nasty boy.
:19:44
But I'm not nasty. I just wanted...
:19:47
Don't stick your nose in my affairs.
Out of my sight!

:19:51
But aunt, you'll never
get rid of them all.

:19:54
Don't call me your aunt! I'm not!
:19:56
I'm your father's aunt.
That's bad enough!


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