:03:11
S'il vous plaît. Aidez-nous.
:03:14
Somebody, please sell us a horse.!
:03:20
Mrs. Crawley! Mrs. Crawley,
over here, if you please!
:03:24
Lady Bareacres. What a surprise.
:03:26
We sent our servant to the inn
to look for a horse,
:03:30
but the only one left
is Captain Crawley's.
:03:32
Fancy.
:03:35
- What will you take for it?
- Nothing from you, my lady.
:03:39
Don't be silly, my dear.
We've always been friends, haven't we?
:03:43
- No. We have not.
- Now listen to me.
:03:48
You can come with us if you wish,
but we must, and will, have that horse!
:03:53
- Hmph!
- Why couldn't you be civil to the woman?
:03:57
Mrs. Crawley.!
Mrs. Crawley, come back, please.!
:04:07
Mrs. Crawley.! Discretion
being the better part of valor,
:04:11
- I'm afraid it is time to quit Brussels.
- Are we really losing, Lord Darlington?
:04:15
They say the enemy
has broken through the lines.
:04:18
Which brings me to my point.
Did you sell Lady Bareacres your horse?
:04:23
Doesn't anyone love me for myself alone?
:04:26
You may buy it if you give me
a seat in your carriage.
:04:31
- Done.
- Quickly! We must get it.
:04:47
- Why must she come with us?
- First, because I like her.
:04:51
Second, she's pregnant.
:04:53
Third, it's the condition
upon which she gave us the horse.
:04:58
Mrs. Crawley, hurry!
We must leave now!