:43:00
It... It's a beaver.
:43:09
Here, boy. [clicks tongue]
:43:11
Here, boy.
:43:13
[Clicking]
:43:17
I ain't gonna smell it,
if that's what you want.
:43:20
- Oh.
- [Chuckling]
:43:21
Sorry.
:43:23
Lucy Pevensie?
:43:30
Yes?
:43:40
Hey, that's the hankie
I gave to Mr. Tum...
:43:43
Tumnus. He got it to me
just before they took him.
:43:46
Is he all right?
:43:48
Further in.
:43:52
- What are you doing?
- She's right.
:43:54
How do we know we can trust him?
:43:57
He said he knows the faun.
:43:59
He's a beaver.
He shouldn't be saying anything!
:44:03
Everything all right?
:44:04
Yes. We were just talking.
:44:07
[Whispering] That's better left
for safer quarters.
:44:11
He means the trees.
:44:27
Come on. We don't want to be
caught out here after nightfall.
:44:44
Ah, blimey! Looks like the old girl
has got the kettle on.
:44:47
Nice cup o' Rosy Lee.
:44:49
- [Lucy] It's lovely.
- [Beaver] It's merely a trifle.
:44:51
Still plenty to do.
Ain't quite finished it yet.
:44:54
It'll look the business
when it is, though.
:44:57
[Female voice] Beaver, is that you?
I've been worried sick!