:09:00
- Excuse us.
- Excuse us.
:09:04
Oh, er, Quintus.
:09:06
- You're not dancing?
- No, ma'am.
:09:09
You remember Catherine Sloper,
my niece?
:09:11
Yes, indeed.
:09:16
May I have the pleasure, Catherine?
:09:19
Thank you, Quintus.
Excuse me, Father.
:09:27
- Permit me, Catherine.
- Oh, thank you, Father.
:09:43
Do you suppose there's another Arthur
somewhere in this great city of ours?
:09:47
- Catherine will find a husband.
- You think so?
:09:49
She has the prospect
of 30,000 a year.
:09:51
I see that you appreciate her.
:09:53
I don't mean it's her only merit.
:09:55
But you always allude to her
as an marriageable girl.
:09:58
My allusions are as kind as yours,
Liz.
:10:02
Do you suppose Jefferson
has left any French brandy?
:10:05
Let's see.
:10:13
May I get you some claret cup?
:10:15
Oh, yes. Thank you.
:10:23
She's gone to the best schools
in the city,
:10:26
she's had the finest training
I could get her, music and dancing.
:10:29
She's sat with me evenings on end.
:10:31
I've tried to make conversation,
give her some social adeptness.
:10:35
I've given her freedom wherever
I could. The result is what you see.
:10:38
An entirely mediocre and defenceless
creature with not a shred of poise.
:10:43
Austin, you're so intolerant.
You expect so much.
:10:46
You remember her mother, Liz?
:10:49
Her mother who had so much
grace and gaiety.
:10:52
This is her child.
:10:55
Austin, no child could compete with
this image you have of her mother.
:10:58
You've idealised that poor dead woman
beyond all recognition.