Vanity Fair
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:53:02
I owe you nothing.!
I will give you nothing.!

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You owe me friendship.!
You have no friendship
coming from me, sir.!

:53:08
Oh!
:53:24
Do we have enough of this china?
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It's to be a buffet and I don't
want to risk the Crown Derby.

:53:31
Oh, listen to this.
:53:33
"Emperor Napoleon Escapes
from Elba and Marches on Paris.

:53:36
Allies Prepare for War. '"
:53:41
- Amelia, what's the matter, dear?
- Will it affect George?

:53:46
Well, he's a soldier, isn't he,
for all his swagger,

:53:48
and there's more to soldiering
than gold braid and regimental dinners.

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Amelia?
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Amelia!
Oh!

:53:59
If she means to be a soldier's wife,
she must learn to bear such things.

:54:03
Now, I've been thinking about...
I must tell you.
I can put it off no longer.

:54:07
We're ruined, Mary. Lost.
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Everything is gone.
But we're giving a soiree.

:54:16
There'll be no more soirees
or balls or dinners either.

:54:20
That life, finished for us.
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Oh, my God!
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The debt that finished me, the man
who tipped me into the abyss,

:54:30
is none other than
George's father, John Osborne.

:54:35
By order of the trustees of the Sedley
Estate, this auction will now commence.

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Lot 368, an inlaid ebony writing desk.
:54:45
Shall we say... four guineas? Five?
:54:50
Any more? Come on.
Going, going...

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Sold.
:54:58
Lot 369.

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