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WELL, I'LL HAVE LUNCHEON
WITH YOU TODAY. OH, NO, DAD.
A LOVELESS MARRIAGE? BU I'M DOING IT FOR LOVE, SON.
AND GET SHAVED.
ON A FULL BEARD.
RATHER NICE TO HAVE THE STARS,
FOR A DAUGHTER-IN-LAW.
NAME WAS, JACK? KITTY.
KITTY.
THAT'S A LOVELY NAME, JACK.
YES, SIR. IT IS.
KITTY.
THANK YOU.
JACK? JACK!
SHE'S NOT COMING.
WE'RE EXPECTING HER.
THE GIRLS WON'T STAY
WITHOUT A CHAPERONE.
MAYBE THE REGISTRAR'S WIFE WILL
- JACK!
LOOK.
COME IN.
COME IN!
CAN I HELP YOU?
BABBS!
AUNTIE.
SHE COULDN'T COME.
SO WE'VE GOT TO GE ANOTHER CHAPERONE.
WELL, WHY DON'T YOU
ASK MRS.-
OH, NO, YOU DON'T!
OH, YES, WE DO!
BLACKGUARDS. STOP IT, I SAY.
STOP IT, YOU FELLOWS.
STOP IT, I SAY.
FOOL THE GIRLS. COME ON, BABBS.
BE A SPORT. I WON'T BE A
KEEP YOUR DISTANCE.
AND I MEAN IT.
VERY WELL. YOU KNOW, CHARLEY,
TRIP ON THE STAIRS LAST NIGHT.
I DON'T EITHER.
AND IF WE DIDN'T SEE HIM, WE COULDN' VERY WELL TELL REDCLIFFE THAT WE DID.
BUT YOU'VE GOT TO. HE'LL
THIS IS BLACKMAIL.
YES.
OH.
SHH! WE MUST TIDY UP THE ROOM.
JUST A MOMENT.
YOU'D BETTER MAKE UP YOUR MIND.
BUT FELLOWS, THIS IS-
YOU WANT YOUR SHEEP BACK AGAIN-
BUT YOU PROMISED.
COME IN.
HOW DO YOU DO? SO NICE OF YOU TO COME.
MR. WYKEHAM?
OH, NO. YOU DIDN'T MENTION
ANY TIME, MR. CHESNEY,
SO WE:
- SO WE CAME DIRECTLY. MR. SPETTIGUE LEFT THE HOUSE.
Y- YES.
THANK YOU, BUT HAS
MR. WYKEHAM'S AUNT ARRIVED YET?
OH, UH, YES.
YES, OF COURSE.
OH.
OH, UH, DONNA LUCIA,
MISS SPETTIGUE.
MISS VERDUN,
DONNA LUCIA D'ALVADOREZ.
CHARLEY'S AUNT.
YES. MY- MY AUNT.
OH, UH, ARE YOU, UH, QUITE
COMFORTABLE, AUNTIE DEAR?
SAY SOMETHING, YOU IDIOT.
HOW-
HOW-
BABBS.
MY DEARS?
DONNA LUCIA?
FOR ME?
I MEAN-
FOR ME?
MY DEARS.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SET DOWN YOUR PARASOLS,
LADIES? OH, THANK YOU, MR. WYKEHAM.
OH, MISS AMY, I WAN TO SHOW YOU THIS PICTURE.
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED
NO, THAT'S ANOTHER FELLOW.
WITH A MUSTACHE.
SILLY PICTURES.
AT LA CROSSE.
IT'S AUTOGRAPHED
BY W.G. GRACE.
YOU'VE SEEN HIM.
ENORMOUS BEARD.
AMAZING OLD MAN.
DON'T YOU? NO, I DON'T.
IS THIS YOUR PICTURE, JACK? YES,
THAT'S ME. IT WAS MY FIRST YEAR.
MAY I ARRANGE THOSE
FOR YOU, DONNA LUCIA?
THE TABLE-
THANK YOU.
OH, COME IN, BRASSETT. OH, BEG
PARDON, MILORD. MR. WIGGINS-
NOW, BRASSETT, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE
I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME MILORD?
NOT YET, ANYWAY. PERHAPS
LATER, BUT, UH, NOT NOW.
YES, SIR. HE CAN SI NEXT TO, UH, DONNA LUCIA.
OH. YES, SIR.
CROSSING THE QUAD, SIR,
I SAW A GENTLEMAN.
HE WAS EVIDENTLY
HEADING THIS WAY, SIR.
I BELIEVE:
IT WAS MR. SPETTIGUE.
OH! MR. SPETTIGUE!
OH, AMY.
KITTY.
MR. SPETTIGUE.
SOMEBODY PLEASE:
SEND HIM AWAY.
OH, NO!
WELL, DON'T SHOUT.
WHERE ARE MR. CHESNEY
AND MR. WYKEHAM?
YOU DRUNKEN SOT? WHAT?
REMOVE YOUR HA IN THE PRESENCE OF A LADY,
OR I SHALL WRITE
TO THETIMESABOUT THIS.
THAT'S BETTER
- OR IS IT? I WISH TO SEE THE TWO YOUNG GENTLEMEN AT ONCE.
WELL, YOU CAN'T SEE THEM, BECAUSE
I'M THE ONLY GENTLEMAN PRESENT.
WHAT?
I MEAN, I'M-
I DISTINCTLY SAW TWO
WELL, THAT'S CURIOUS, BECAUSE
OF COURSE, IN YOUR CONDITION, YOU PROBABLY SAW ME TWICE
I FLIT BACK AND FORTH. THEY'VE
PROBABLY GONE INTO THE GARDEN.
THEY'VE DONE
THEN WHY DON'T YOU FOLLOW THEM-
IN YOUR CONDITION.
SOBER?
SOBER?
MADAM, I ASSURE YOU-
THE TEMPERANCE PLEDGE...
AND BE SAVED:
BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.
MY DEARS.
DONNA LUCIA.
LOOK AT HIM.
DONNA LUCIA:
- I THINK YOU'D BETTER SIT DOWN.
LADIES, I DON'T THINK YOU'VE SEEN
OUR VIEW OF THE CLOISTERS, HAVE YOU?
WHEN IT'S CLEAR.
REALLY?
WHY? I'M NOT RELATED
OF COURSE NOT, YOU IDIOT. YOU'RE
BRAZIL. YOU KNOW, WHERE
NO, NO, NO. IT'S MY FATHER.
HELLO, DAD.
HELLO, JACK.
MISS SPETTIGUE,
MISS VERDUN- KITTY-
MY FATHER.
OH, DELIGHTED.
HAS, UH,
SHE COME YET?
OH, UH, CHARLEY, WILL
OH, UH, YES, OF COURSE.
SIR FRANCIS CHESNEY-
JACK'S FATHER.
I'M CHARLEY'S AUN FROM BRAZIL-
WHERE THE NUTS:
COME FROM.
LISTEN, DAD,
MY SON HAD TOLD ME HOW WEALTH-
AND AFTER SEEING YOU, I CAN ONLY SAY
THAT HE IS A MASTER AT UNDERSTATEMENT.
THANK YOU, SIR FRANCIS.
LUNCHEON IS READY, SIR.
THANK YOU, BRASSETT.
- DONNA LUCIA? BUT OF COURSE, SON.
PLEASE, AUNTIE? YES.
NOW, THE GIRLS
- THE GIRLS WILL SIT RIGHT HERE NEXT TO ME.
BUT, AUNTIE, YOU HAVE
TO CARVE THELAMB.
- THE YOUNG LADIES WILL SIT THERE...
AND THERE.
YES, YES, YES.
DONNA LUCIA? THANK YOU.
THE CHAMPAGNE. YES, SIR.
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