:13:02
You have excellent recuperative powers.
:13:06
-What if someone comes?
-We were here first.
:13:14
-Oh, God!
-Think Sunday School.
:13:16
-What?
-Think Sunday School.
:13:18
-Why?
-Because this is a team sport.
:13:38
Thank you, Unwin.
:13:40
-I thought it might be prudent to--
-Good idea.
:13:43
Good morning, Unwin.
:13:45
I thought we might have breakfast
on the terrace this morning.
:13:49
Gilda!
What on earth are you doing down here?
:13:52
Happy birthday, darling.
:13:56
-Who's that?
-My friend, Guy.
:14:00
You really had your hands full when I got in.
:14:02
Gilda, he's a virtual primitive.
:14:05
I know. He's the Piltdown man.
I'm planning to exhibit him.
:14:10
-Julian, nothing happened.
-I don't for a moment think anything did.
:14:13
Apart from us writing sonnets
all over each other.
:14:17
All right. Do you mind getting up, please,
before anyone else sees you?
:14:21
Be a darling and lend me
your dressing gown, would you?
:14:24
Gilda, what have you got on under there?
:14:27
Well, seeing it's your big day...
:14:29
I'm wearing my birthday suit in your honor.
:14:35
I thought for certain I would hear
that Gilda and Julian had broken up...
:14:39
but nothing seemed
to have changed between them.
:14:44
A few weeks passed...
:14:45
and just when I'd resigned myself
to never being with her again...
:14:48
something unexpected happened.
:14:52
-The divorce was at least 1 2 years ago.
-Yeah, she must be devastated.