:03:02
I must ask you to empty your pockets.
:03:05
Ah, quit stalling, man. Empty your pockets.
:03:13
Now listen to me, Neddie,
that is our entire worldly wealth.
:03:16
What, what, what, what, what? Then what's
that ominous bulge in the seat of his trousers?
:03:22
Oh, just some leather meringues.
:03:24
Listen to me, my good man, we'd like
to hire your stained-glass battering ram.
:03:28
- Ooh, what for?
- How about two shillings?
:03:31
- I haven't got two shillings.
- We'll take it anyway.
:03:38
No! You dirty, rotten swine!
:03:44
You broke my little cardboard sword.
:03:47
A stowaway, I sayl Come on outl
:03:49
All right, I will come out.
:03:55
Send in Mr Sellers.
:04:03
- Good morning.
- Good morning, Mr Sellers.
:04:09
- Now...
- Yul Brynner. Is that you with him?
:04:13
Yes. Am I right in reading that
you're here for the part of Ned Brockway?
:04:18
Yes, that's right.
:04:20
You do realise the script calls
for a 60-year-old war veteran?
:04:24
I've got his voice worked out.
I could do a bit for you.
:04:27
Mr Sellers, I know you're quite big on radio...
:04:29
I don't like to boast.
:04:31
But film's a different medium.
:04:34
It's one I'm quite, quite keen on.
:04:36
- A visual medium, dear.
- Yes, of course.
:04:39
A very unforgivingly visual medium.
:04:42
But thank you ever so much for coming.