1:02:03
I beg your pardon.
I guess l--
1:02:09
Oh, I'm sorry, Stella.
I didn't mean to--
1:02:16
I guess I'll go now.
1:02:19
Mr. Dallas.
1:02:29
He's had a little too much
Christmas, I guess.
1:02:32
He was here a while ago
and brought a turkey.
1:02:34
I had a terrible time
getting rid of him.
1:02:39
- What did you find out about the train?
- I'm afraid it'll be too late.
1:02:42
I'm sorry.
1:02:48
I'm all ready.
Was I very long?
1:02:50
Not at all, darling.
1:02:53
Good-bye, Stella.
I'll take good care of her.
1:02:56
Bye, Stephen.
1:02:58
Good-bye, Mother.
1:03:03
- Good-bye, Stella.
- Bye.
1:03:05
Thank you for letting me go.
1:03:23
- Mrs. Dallas, Mr. Morley.
- How do you do, Mrs. Dallas?
1:03:26
Won't you sit down, please?
1:03:32
I wrote you a letter,
and in it I stated--
1:03:35
Don't tell me what you stated.
Just tell me what you meant.
1:03:38
It's only natural to suppose that you
should wish to legalize your position--
1:03:42
Legalize my position?
I've got a marriage license.
1:03:45
What are you tryin' to give me?
1:03:47
Your freedom.
A divorce.
1:03:50
Mr. Dallas feels,
and I can readily understand why...
1:03:54
that you might wish to remarry.
1:03:57
Let's get down to brass tacks. I haven't
the slightest idea of ever remarryin'.