:11:00
You're something of a prig, Miss Barham.
:11:06
I don't mean to be.
:11:27
Sheila? Do you think I'm a prig?
:11:30
Lord, yes, love.
:11:32
You've been shattering us
with your virtue...
:11:34
ever since you joined this motor pool.
:11:36
- I've been that awful?
- Bloody virgin goddess herself.
:11:41
The fact is, I'm anything but.
:11:43
I'm grotesquely sentimental.
I fall in love at the drop of a hat.
:11:47
That's why I gave up hospital driving.
:11:50
All those men...
:11:51
moaning in the back of the ambulance.
:11:54
Especially the lot from Africa.
:11:57
I used to read to them in my off-hours.
:12:00
When they were healed,
and being sent back to the Front...
:12:02
they'd come looking for me to spend
their last nights of leave with them.
:12:06
Little hotel rooms.
:12:08
Bed and breakfast for a guinea.
:12:11
I paid the guinea myself,
more often than not.
:12:16
But I couldn't say no to them, could I?
:12:19
I'd just lost my husband at Tobruk.
:12:21
And I was overwhelmed with tenderness
for all dying men.
:12:30
As I say, I'm grotesquely sentimental.
:12:37
- What on earth are you doing to your hair?
- I'm turning it red.
:12:40
I'm going
to one of Charlie Madison's dos tonight.
:12:43
Yes. I was asked to that one.
:12:46
Does it require red hair?
:12:48
Do come, love.
Charlie lays on smashing food.
:12:52
All sorts of meats, fruit, real cream.
:12:55
Things we haven't seen
in England for years.
:12:57
You'll get a new dress out of it.
Have you been to Madison's room?