:27:01
There you are, my darling.
Have a chocolate.
:27:04
Not your night, Jamie, hm?
:27:07
I'll win it back.
:27:15
So, who else does
fortune favour this evening?
:27:17
Apart from yourself, that is.
:27:22
The Lord Chief Justice Gibson.
:27:25
It's my impression that
his opponents always let him win.
:27:28
I wonder why.
:27:31
Is he filthy rich or stinking rich?
:27:34
Fucking rich.
:27:36
Well, hello.
:27:37
Do excuse me.
:27:40
Winty, Dixie, how was your concert?
:27:43
- Fucking magic!
- Hang on...
:28:26
- You are not a gentleman.
- I'm sorry?
:28:28
No gentleman would stare
at a lady like that in public.
:28:33
I do beg your pardon.
:28:36
Captain James Macleane at your service.
:28:38
Oh.
:28:40
So you are a gentleman.
:28:43
- Yes.
- What a shame.
:28:53
- Jamie...
- Who was that?
:28:56
Lady Rebecca Gibson.
:28:58
Very choice.