:14:04
[Organ playing continues]
:14:28
Mrs. Carmody, just a minute.
:14:32
Just a minute.
:14:33
FITZGIBBON: Where's Father O'Malley?
MRS. CARMODY: He left early this morning.
:14:37
The young man doesn't sleep
as late as you do, you know.
:14:41
- What's this?
- His luggage. It just arrived.
:14:44
Golf, tennis. And where, may I ask,
is his fish pole?
:14:48
It's here.
:14:50
[Harrumphs]
:15:00
- Good morning, Father.
- Been to market?
:15:03
Mrs. Carmody could attend to that.
You should have been making parish calls.
:15:07
I have. Mrs. McGonigle, the one
with the big house and rheumatism.
:15:11
- She sent you a present.
- She did?
:15:13
Very generous of her, I must say.
A fine Christian woman, Mrs. McGonigle.
:15:18
Wonder what it is.
Something to eat, I dare say.
:15:21
Jam. No, pickled pig's feet.
:15:25
Possibly some brandied peaches.
:15:28
If there's one thing I'm partial to,
it's a nice big jar of brandied peaches.
:15:32
- A nice basket, too.
- Yes. She wants it back.
:15:37
[Puppies whimpering]
:15:41
They're too young. Much too young
to be separated from their mother.
:15:44
That's what she said. So here's the mother.
:15:47
- Isn't she cute?
- The joy of giving is indeed a pleasure.
:15:51
Especially when you get rid
of something you don't want.
:15:53
Mrs. McGonigle is famous for these tricks.
:15:56
When her husband died,
she sent me his umbrella...