:14:04
There they are.
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- Brad, about my dress... you might not like it.
- If you're in it, I'll love it.
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It's my only one and years old. Remember
there wasn't time today to get a new one...
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and even years ago,
it wasn't exactly the last word.
:14:21
That was the last word.
Hurry up.
:14:24
Which ones are they?
I wanna have it right.
:14:26
Rita and George Phipps.
We all grew up together.
:14:29
He teaches at the high school,
they have twins...
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and she just got a job
writing for the radio.
:14:33
Did you like her very much...
when you grew up together, I mean.
:14:36
Rita and George were engaged
at the age of five by swapping beetles.
:14:39
- She was never my type.
- What is your type?
:14:41
Fat, squat, little brunettes
with mustaches.
:14:44
Get going... and take another whack
at that hair.
:15:06
The original will be down
in person directly.
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- Brad! Hi, darling.
- Hello, Rita.
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- George.
- Hello, Brad. You look fine.
:15:13
- I feel fine.
- Good to see you.
:15:15
What's this I hear about twins?
You look like a fugitive from a junior prom.
:15:18
Oh, not next to that, I don't.
:15:20
- Brad, she's adorable.
- My personal share of navy surplus.
:15:23
She certainly doesn't look
as if she grew up on a farm.
:15:26
Darling, I'm sure she took the hay out of
her mouth while she was being photographed.
:15:29
Don't be funny, dear.
:15:31
What I meant was that
from Brad's letter, I imagined all sorts of...
:15:35
Well, anyway, just where on Fifth Avenue
was this farm she came from?
:15:39
It's like music to hear
you two pick at each other.
:15:41
Oh, we've declared an armistice for tonight...
:15:43
out of respect
for your battle fatigue.
:15:45
Fine. Well, here it is again.
The first Saturday night in May.
:15:48
And here we are.
You two, Porter and Lora Mae.
:15:51
We'll all be together again,
just the way it used to be.
:15:53
Uh, well, not exactly as it used to be.
:15:57
It seems there's been a change
in one of the characters.