The Time of Their Lives

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She's beautiful, isn't

she? Lucky man, Tom Danbury.

If his sense of lovemaking

equals his sense of politics,

it should be

a happy marriage.

Who couldn't be happy with

Melody Allen? She's adorable.

Oh, Cuthbert. Uh, yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Do you recommend

this vintage, my man?

Oh, yes,

it's delicious.

That is, so the other

guests have told me.

So, Master Cuthbert. Up to

your old tricks again, I see.

Oh, Nora, just

a nip or two.

But I'd even give that up

if... I know. If I'd marry you.

You could become the biggest teetotaler in

the Colonies, and my answer would still be no.

But, Nora, I have saved up enough money

to pay your bond to Master Danbury.

Why, you'd be a free woman. No, thank you.

I'd rather be bound to the master

than tied to the likes of you. So!

You're still in love with that

little, fat, stupid tinker.

Little he may be. Fat? There's nothin'

wrong with an extra pound of flesh.

But stupid? Hmph! You'll never see the day

when you're half as smart as my Horatio.

I'll say he's smart... persuading you to punch

holes in all the master's best copperware.

'Tis a lie.

That was my own idea.

Nora! Nora!

He's comin' up the road!

Who?

Horatio, my darlin'?

That lazy fat tub.

Lazy, is he?

Why, he's the most wide-awake

tinker in the Colonies.

Hello, tinker.

Hello, Mr. Grant.

Hello, Mrs. Jones.

Horatio!

Horatio, my darlin'!

Oh!

Lancelot!

Ahh-choo!

Wahh-choo!

Horatio.

Horatio?

Horatio, where are you?

Nora! Nora!

Saints preserve us.

Oh, Nora.

I had a terrible time getting

here. I got lost east of West Point,

and I was held up

north of South Ferry.

And at Barton's Barn, I had a

"bitish" with the "Buttish. " A what?

A British with a brish... A brush

with the British. And I was shot.

Where?

Right through the saddle.

The devils.

Nora.

I'd never go through that again

for anyone...

except you.

Ooh.

Ohh!

Ohh.

N-Nora!

Oh, Horatio, do my kisses

thrill you that much?

I'm sitting on a pitchfork.

Oh! Oh, well, for heaven's sake!

Here, here. Well, get up! Nora! Nora!

Get it ou-ou-out!

Nora!

Nora!

Nora! Nor...!

Ooh-ooh.

Food. Nora, for me? Mm-hmm.

Thank you. Tinker, I've missed you so much.

I've missed you too, Nora.

Here. You take the first

bite. It'll taste sweeter.

Okay.

Oh, Horatio, 'tis happy I am to see

you. Cuthbert's been pesterin' me again.

Oh, he has, has he?

Wait'll I see him.

I'll haul off and give him the

dirtiest look he's ever had in his life.

No need of that since

we'll be leavin' here tomorrow.

Why so hasty?

Hasty, is it?

Tinker! You've not

got the money.

Well, you see, Nora,

things are very hard,

and folks can't pay me.

When I first started the trip, I had

a pound, 14 shillings and six pence.

Then I found that a lot of

my customers were badly off.

So I bought them food with

my pound and 14 shillings.

What happened to your pence?

I lost 'em in a card game.

Oh, Horatio,

you've failed me.

Oh, Nora.

Don't worry. I'll get the

money. Business is gonna boom...

now that I got a personal letter of

recommendation from General George Washington.

From the general himself?

Yes, I have.

You wouldn't be after tellin'

a tale now? Oh, no, Nora.

I got it right here. It isn't everyone that

can get a letter from General George Washington.

"Know all men by these presents... Mm-hmm.

"that the bearer of this

letter, Master Horatio Prim,

That's me.

"is a splendid artisan...

"whose very skills have served

the Continental forces well.

"I take great pleasure

in recommending him...

"to all who need the services of an

excellent tinker and a true patriot.

"Yours truly,

George Washington,

Commander-in-chief

of the United Colonies. "

Oh, Horatio, now

there's nothin' to stop us.

Let me take this

to Mistress Melody.

When she learns you've been praised by General

Washington, she'll help us elope... tonight.

Stay here,

my darlin' tinker.

I'll be back soon

with good news.

Hmm-mmm!

Nora and I are gonna elope.

We're gonna get married.

And why not?

Yes, why not?

I'm a very good friend of

General George Washington's.

Mmm.

Whoo-ooh

Mice.

Good evening to you,

Master Tinker.

I don't want any trouble with

you like I had the last time.

I only came

to congratulate you.

Congratulate me? Well, yes. Nora's

told me all about you and she eloping.

I think it's splendid.

You do? I thought that, that y-you...

Yes, yes, yes, I know. It's just

a case of the best man winning.

Oh. Odsbodkins! You're not

such a bad fellow after all.

Now, Horatio, I know that eloping

with Nora means breaking her bond.

But I think there's something

that you can do... There is?

that would put you in well

with Master Danbury.

What, for instance? Well, now, this

trunk he wanted to take on his honeymoon.

He was terribly upset when he

found out he'd lost the key.

Now if you could open the trunk,

I could put you in very good.

Well, I could try.

Ah, now don't be so modest.

I know all about that letter from

George Washington. George Washington.

Yes. Uh-huh. I'll open it.

Watch this.

Fine. Now, uh,

raise the lid.

No, no, the lid of the trunk. Oh.

ByJupiter, I do believe there's a hole

in the bottom. There's a hole in there?

Ooh! Ooh-ooh! M-M-My

foot! I'm sorry.

Horatio, go in there and see if

it can be repaired, eh, old boy?

Are you sure this'll get me

in good? Oh, I'll see to that.

Let me outta here.! So you were going

to elope with Nora O'Leary tonight, eh?

Well, we shall see what happens

when Master Danbury finds out...

that you've talked an innocent

little girl into breaking her bonds.

Nora! You'll get yours. You'll get

five years in prison at hard labor.

You penniless stinker.

Melody, darling, I'll have another

surprise for you after we're married.

Oh, but, Tom, you've already

promised me the moon.

What else

might a lady expect?

How would you fancy

a title, my dear?

A title? Lady Danbury, for instance.

How does it sound

to those lovely ears?

Sir Thomas

and Lady Danbury.

But, Tom, after the war, there'll

be no titles... in our United States.

But, my angel, what if after the

war, there should be no United States?

What are you

talking about?

Melody, darling, would you

mind going in by yourself?

I'll join you shortly. Of course,

Tom, but all this strange talk...

this nonsense about titles.

What does it all mean? Please,

dear, I'll explain later.

Cranwell.

Hello, Tom.

Hello, Tom. Leigh. Glad you're here.

Bessie. Bessie!

Let go. I'll keep her from

tinkering with that tinker.

So she was going to elope,

eh? I'll tend to that.

Go back in the kitchen.

Master Danbury, I must see you

at once. Sorry, Cuthbert, not now.

But, sir, this is very

important. Confound it. Get out.

Get out of here. But, Master Danbury,

if you'll only let me explain.

Well, gentlemen? The

news. Is it good or bad?

It's good. Very good. Major

Andre, the king's representative,

met with Benedict Arnold

last night.

Arnold has consented to surrender

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