:27:03
The boy and the girl meet and...
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...and they dance, and they dance...
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And they dance, and they dance...
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Mr Benson?
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Now then. The mysterious stranger.
Who is he...?
:27:20
There's someone at the door.
:27:22
What does he do?
What suffering, what torment
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caused the sadness
that lurks behind his eyes?
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And why,
while we're asking questions,
:27:30
didn't I listen to my father
and learn a useful trade?
:27:33
Merci.
:27:38
It's a telegram.
:27:52
Well, aren't you going to open it?
:27:55
No, I'm not going to open it.
The reason I won't open it
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is I'm fully aware what it says.
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The reason for that is because
in the last 19 and a fraction weeks
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I have received 134 telegrams
from Mr Alexander Meyerheim,
:28:10
all saying exactly the same thing.
When will the script be finished?
:28:15
When will the script be finished?
:28:17
How can I write
with him badgering me this way?
:28:21
Day and night, wires, messages,
telephone calls.
:28:24
How was it today? Did you work well?
When will it be finished?
:28:28
Talk about men in trench coats!
He spies on me constantly.
:28:31
His people are everywhere.
For all I know, you might be one.
:28:34
Mr Benson!
:28:37
I'm sorry. Some days I just feel like
whatshisname in Les Misérables.
:28:40
- Jean Valjean.
- I guess so.
:28:43
Only last night... Last night
I swore to him on the telephone
:28:47
that I had 138 pages in front of me.
:28:50
I said, "Alex,
any man who takes your money
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and tells you he's got 138 pages
in front of him and doesn't
:28:57
is nothing but a liar and a thief!"