:07:01
Warm air rising, cold front - boom.
:07:03
Not expecting that, I dare say, hmm? What.
:07:06
These are the children I was telling you about -
your nephews and nieces.
:07:09
Impossible. Not due till Friday.
:07:12
- Isn't that right, Horace?
- Yes, Father, not due till Friday.
:07:15
- Today is Friday.
Can't be.
:07:17
Smell that. That's Thursday.
:07:20
Uncle, it's me - CyriI.
:07:22
You came to my eighth birthday party.
:07:24
You gave me a subscription to Algebra Monthly.
:07:27
Cyril? Cyril!
:07:29
No. Cyril was a much smaller boy.
:07:32
But that was five years ago.
:07:34
Was it?
:07:35
Well, er... I should think
he'd be about your age by now.
:07:38
I wonder what he's doing.
:07:40
I can eat a whole goose by myself.
:07:42
Well, if it is Friday, as you assert,
then goose was yesterday,
:07:45
so you'll have to wait till um...
:07:48
er... next Thursday.
:07:49
But there is a goose cooking
and today is Friday.
:07:54
Ah. Well, Martha...
:07:57
Looks like Thursday's gone missing
with last October.
:07:59
Well, well done. Thank you.
:08:03
Oh... your father...
:08:06
.. top chap.
:08:10
Very brave.
:08:13
Well, I'm off to unleash my thoughts
onto the page.
:08:16
Many problems to solve.
History will be the judge.
:08:20
- What was that?
- Children, I'll show you to your rooms.
:08:23
- Anthea, is it?
- Yes.
:08:25
Er... please, let me just take the little one.
:08:27
Upsy. There we are.
:08:29
You poor things. You must be so exhausted.
:08:31
- Hello, Horace.
Hello.
:08:36
I was taught never to talk to strangers.
:08:38
But... we're your cousins.
:08:41
Yes... but you're strange.
:08:46
In the morning,
I'll give you a tour of the grounds.
:08:48
You're allowed everywhere
except the greenhouse.
:08:51
That's strictly off limits.
:08:53
Why would a greenhouse be off limits?
:08:55
Maybe the plants are deadly,
like in The Black Rose Of Devil's Island.
:08:59
The greenhouse is off limits because I said it is.