:54:07
Dally, I think you're daft.
:54:10
I tell you, she's not happy here.
:54:12
Nonsense. Every time
she winks an eyebrow...
:54:15
you'll think she's got the measles,
or the plague, or I don't know what.
:54:19
- There, now, she's all right.
- But every afternoon it's the same.
:54:25
She's not happy here.
:54:27
Dan, do you know what I think?
:54:30
What?
:54:31
I think she's sorry for us,
so she just puts up with us.
:54:35
Like she's too polite to run
unless we tell her to go.
:54:39
Now, Dally, no dog can be full of things
like that, like human things.
:54:44
My Herself can. You don't know her, Dan.
:54:47
You see, Dan, I know about this dog.
:54:52
- I know something.
- What?
:54:54
She's going somewhere.
:54:57
She's on her way.
:54:59
Now, woman. What fancies
are you building up in your mind?
:55:03
No, I don't care. I know.
Me and Herself, we both know.
:55:09
She just stopped here...
:55:11
like at a hospital or a wayside inn.
:55:15
But now she wants to be on her way.
:55:19
Only, she's too polite and understanding.
:55:23
She doesn't want to hurt us.
:55:26
All right, Dally.
:55:27
If at 4:00 she makes up her mind to go...
:55:31
then, all right.
:55:44
I believe it was a flea.
:55:47
There are no fleas on Herself,
I'd have you know.