High Society
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:37:03
Now, l'll have a drink, if l may.
:37:09
How clumsy of me. l could die.
:37:13
-l'll bet it's ruined.
-l'd like a piece of your bet.

:37:17
-ls it broken?
-Probably.

:37:19
-Whatever will you do?
-l carry a spare.

:37:22
-Luncheon is served.
-Thank you, Edward.

:37:25
Shall we go in?
We're all famished, l'm sure.

:37:28
-Bring your drinks.
-Sweetie.

:37:30
-l haven't got a drink.
-Have some schnapps, Pops.

:37:33
When you look at this wonderful family...
:37:36
...do you wonder what you've done
to deserve it?

:37:38
l do indeed, my boy.
:37:40
Every morning l look into the mirror
and l say to myself:

:37:43
""Seth Lord, what in the world
have you done to deserve this?""

:37:46
-And what have you done?
-l beg your pardon? Oh, not a thing.

:37:51
lt's a fine place you have.
Build it yourself?

:37:53
Of course. Brick by brick.
:37:56
Quite an undertaking, you know. l--
:37:59
And it would appear that each brick
is about to fall upon me.

:38:03
-Tracy, your Uncle Willie is here.
-My what?

:38:05
Aren't you gonna greet Uncle Willie?
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Uncle Willie!
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Uncle Willie!
:38:15
-Father, what are you doing here?
-l have a right to be here.

:38:18
-You're Uncle Willie, understand?
-No. l don't.

:38:21
-l'll explain later.
-Look, everybody...

:38:24
...isn't it nice of Uncle Willie
to surprise us?

:38:28
Miss lmbrie, Mr. Connor,
this is my Uncle Willie.

:38:35
Were you, by any chance,
playing footsie with me at lunch?

:38:39
From where l sat?
:38:42
l didn't think your reach was that good.
:38:44
Seth Lord has a roving eye. And foot.
:38:51
-Elegant junk.
-lt's shiny.

:38:55
Would l trade places with Miss Tracy Lord
for all her wealth and beauty?

:38:59
-Just ask me.
-All right, l will.


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