:05:00
Also, he tells
the most terrible lies.
:05:03
I'm intrigued, Jack. Apparently
you don't know any actual children.
:05:07
- That's balderdash.
- I'm sure Rupert could spare...
:05:09
one or two of his brood.
:05:11
Jack, you forgot my wine.
:05:16
- There.
- Thank you, Barker.
:05:19
Who says I don't know
any children? You?
:05:21
- Warnie.
- My brother was a child once, Rupert...
:05:26
and, as unlikely as it may seem,
so was I.
:05:30
Thursday tomorrow, Jack.
:05:33
Yes. The week's almost gone
and I haven't done half my letters.
:05:35
- You don't have to write back, you know.
- Don't have to write back. I know.
:05:38
- It merely encourages them.
- Yes.
:05:41
"Mr. C.S. Lewis thanks you
for your letter...
:05:44
but has nothing whatsoever
to say in reply."
:05:49
It's going to be
quite a frost tonight, Warnie.
:05:51
Too many stars. Confuses me.
:06:09
Nightcap?
:06:11
Don't think so.
:06:41
- There you are.
- London tomorrow.
:06:44
Who are you lecturing?
Disabled veterans?
:06:48
- Church widows?
- Association of Christian Teachers.