:38:01
If your luck holds out, by this time
next month, I'll be a rich man.
:38:13
- Oh, Miss Nicholson.
- You really are pressing your luck.
:38:25
Where are we going this time?
:38:27
I thought it was time I brought you
home to meet my old man.
:38:30
- You should've told me.
- You're alright.
:38:34
Dad goes by scent. If you smell
anything like a horse, you're in.
:38:55
Here we are, old bean. The homestead.
:39:12
- Hello, Dad.
- Who's this?
:39:14
This is Mary Taylor.
Mary, this is my father.
:39:16
- How do you do, Mr Rutland?
- A girl, is it?
:39:19
It's alright, Dad. She's not really
a girl, she's a horse-fancier.
:39:22
The track's closed. I thought if
I brought her to see your horses,
:39:25
- I'd hold her attention a bit longer.
- Splendid, splendid!
:39:28
Come along, my dear.
I was just about to have a cup of tea.
:39:38
Oh, Mary, this is my
sister-in-law, Lil Mainwaring.
:39:40
- Mary Taylor.
- How do you do?
:39:43
Hi. I've seen you
at Rutland's, haven't I?
:39:45
(Rutland) It bewilders me what any
of you can find to do at Rutland's.
:39:52
Oh, dear! I think I rather sprained
my wrist this afternoon.
:39:56
There 's sure to be droppage
and spillage. Would you mind awfully?