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(gentle music)

- [Lennox] Fine looking property.

- [Wylie] Showpiece of the district.

- You know this McGregor personally?

- I've heard he's no fool.

Tread carefully.

- I'm not about to add to the strife I'm in already.

- Oh, is it my imagination,

or are the winters getting colder?

- It must be your imagination, I haven't noticed anything.

- Well, maybe I'm just getting older, then.

- It happens to all of us.

- What month is it now, July?

- [Danni] Uh huh.

- Half the year gone already.

Now time flies, huh.

- Breakfast won't be long.

- Right, well, I'll quickly check on the horses.

One minute we're sweltering in summer heat the next July.

You know that?

That's a July winter all right.

How swift the wings of time.

- "How swift the wings of time?"

(scoffs)

(coughing)

- Ah!

- What a stupid place to put a bucket of water.

- Sorry.

- I should think so.

Haven't you finished yet?

- Nearly.

- Nearly's not good enough, Miss Black wood.

Clean up this mess and get a move on.

You're not mistress of the manor here.

- Yes, Miss O'Brien.

(sighs)

- Morning.

- G'day.

- Name's Lennox, Ben Lennox from Kiandra.

- Matt McGregor.

- I've heard of you.

Aren't you the one they call The Man from Snowy River?

- Yeah, in days gone by.

- I also heard that you breed

some of the finest horses in the district.

- Thinking we could spare a few minutes

to discuss a business proposition?

- Come in.

- You sure you wouldn't like something to eat?

- Ah, no thanks, Miss, I've already eaten.

That cup of tea hit the spot, though.

I've been hired to take a party of sightseers

on a tour through the high country.

But my horses won't last the distance.

So I'd like to hire or buy some horses from you, sir.

10, 10 good stock horses, fully saddled for a week.

(sighs)

- Look, I wish I could help you,

but it's been a hard winter.

Even my own horses are down in condition.

- I can guarantee they'll be well looked after.

- I tell you what,

my sons run the stables in Patterson's Ridge.

Could give them a try.

- All right, thanks, I will.

- Colin.

Come in, come in.

- Well, your note said it was urgent.

- Urgent, but not life threatening, I trust.

It seems you're now some two months behind

on your loan repayments on the stables.

- I don't understand it.

I knew our books were in a bit of a muddle

but I thought we were managing to meet our expenses.

- Not the repayments to the bank, unfortunately.

- Well, business hasn't been as brisk

as we expected this winter.

- We were actually planning to move into coaches.

- Can we extend the loan?

- Extending the loan under the present climate

would, I'm afraid, be out of the question.

Especially, when you're already in arrears.

- In a what?

- We'll get those repayments up to date as soon as possible.

- I must ask you to do so within 48 hours.

Otherwise...

- Otherwise?

- I'll be forced to take the matter up with your father

- There's no... - The original guarantor.

But, I'm sure it won't come to that.

48 hours, gentlemen.

I trust this is simply a formality.

- Two months?

How could you let the accounts get in such a state?

- I don't know, I'm not a bookkeeper.

- Why didn't you come to me for help?

- 'Cause I didn't think it was as bad as it seems.

- If we don't make good with the loan repayments

the stables could be sold from under us.

Unless, of course, you want to go to Dad.

- I don't think we need to go to Dad

every time we've got a problem.

(sighs)

(scoffs)

- A feed bill from the general store.

I draw your attention to the due date of payment

for the previous month's account.

Seven pounds.

- I'll go and talk to her.

- There's no way she's gonna cut our credit.

I'm sorry this got so out of hand.

I'll get it straightened out, I promise.

Without going to Dad.

- It's here!

It came on today's train.

Look, darling.

Isn't it the most beautiful thing

you've ever seen in your life?

- Is it different from the one in the catalog?

- I changed my mind at the last minute.

- This one's more expensive, but the workmanship

is ever so much better.

See how sturdy it is?

- More expensive?

- Only an extra two guineas.

But it'll last us twice, three times as long.

And if we have any more children...

- Two guineas?

- Well, You're always saying how well the stables are doing

and I thought why not invest some of the profits

back into our children's future.

- (laughs) Well, you're right, it's a...

More solid.

For a paltry two guineas.

- Did you want something?

- Yeah, I was hoping to speak to Hannah.

- She's visiting her sister 'til the end of the week.

Can I help?

- Yeah, it's about the grain bill for the stables.

- Ah, I noticed it was marked overdue in the book.

- Did you want to settle it?

- No, I need to get an extension of our credit.

- Oh.

- What do you mean, "oh?"

- Well, two of our best customers

haven't been able to pay their bills

and Hannah's had to write off their debts.

It's not really a good time, Rob.

- Well, I don't want anything written off,

I just need a few weeks.

- Well, I thought the stables were going really well.

- Well, 'til winter set it.

It's a seasonal thing.

- Well, why don't you cut back your stock

and that'll keep the feed bill down?

- Well, that's exactly what we're gonna do.

- All right, well, I can keep you going

until Hannah gets back.

- Thanks.

- Rob.

- Hi, Victoria.

- Danni.

- How's it going?

- Can't complain.

Has the new linen arrived yet?

- It's right over there.

- Great.

- Do you need a hand?

- I can manage.

- I'll walk you to the hotel, if you like.

- Victoria.

Why don't you come over for dinner on the weekend.

I'll cook up a roast with all the trimmings.

- Weekends aren't good for me right now, Danni, thanks.

- Look who it is, it's the Black wood girl.

Doesn't she look terrible?

(giggling)

- [Woman] Look at her clothing.

She's fallen on hard times.

Just shows you...

- Will you be staying long, Mr. Wylie?

- Couple of days should see me out.

- Business or pleasure?

- Strictly business, Miss, strictly business.

No time for pleasure in the real estate game.

- Real estate, how fascinating.

- I have clients from Melbourne on the look out

for good parcel properties.

Ambrose Wylie at your service.

- Well, I'll show you to your room, Mr. Wylie.

- What took you so long?

- I should be going back.

- Rob, can I talk to you in private?

- Sure.

- Rob, I can't take it anymore.

The snide remarks, the insults, the smirks.

I can marry you because you love me,

but not because you pity me

and right now I'm sure you pity me above all else.

- Victoria...

- No, please hear me out.

I can see it.

Remember a couple of weeks ago,

you offered to settle my hotel bill

and pay for my ticket back to Melbourne?

And I told you that my pride

wouldn't let me accept your charity?

That's no longer the case.

- I can't give you the money.

- Rob, I'll pay it back.

- If I had the money, I'd give it to you, but I don't.

There's been a mix up with our accounts.

We can barely find the money

to feed the horses at the moment.

- Oh. (laughs)

Oh, we make a great pair.

(metal clanking)

(steam hisses)

- How you doing?

- Afternoon.

What can I do for ya?

- Would you be the owner of this establishment?

- Yeah, I'm one of them, yeah.

- Well, I was just out at Langara

and I talked to your father

and he suggested I come and talk to you about

some business if you're interested.

- Sure, yeah.

So what were you after?

- Well, I need some horses.

I need 10 horses.

- 10 horses, yeah?

- For a week, fully saddled in good condition.

I'll need to pick them up at first light tomorrow.

- We can manage that.

Just need to work out a price.

- Five pounds per horse for the week.

- 50 pounds?

- Pay half now and the other half

when I return the stock.

What do you say?

- You got a deal.

- Will a check be acceptable?

- More than acceptable.

- Then if I could just borrow a pen from you, sir.

- Ah.

- I don't mind telling you this, Mr. McGregor,

this is a real godsend.

- What's all this?

Where you you think you're going

down at like Lady Mark?

- I asked Mrs. McClusky for some time off.

- Time off?

Why should you be getting any time off?

I'm the one who does all the work around this...

- Biddie, your mother named you well.

You really are the most tiresome drab.

- Tiresome drab?

You leave my mother out of it.

- And it came to me,

all that guff about getting older

and the wings of time and the rest of it.

Well, don't you know what next week is?

- The second week in July?

- It's Dad's birthday.

He's been dropping hints left right and center

so we don't forget.

- Oh, the cunning old fox.

- How old's he turning?

- I don't think we have to delve into that Josh.

- Hello?

Guess what.

- You figured it out too.

- What?

- That it's Dad's birthday next week.

- Oh, is it?

- Wasn't that what you were going to tell us?

- No, no, what I was going to tell you

was that in my hands I have a check

for 25 pounds with another 25 due next week.

- What?

- Some bloke just hired 10 horses at five pounds a throw.

So, we're not exactly rich,

but we can pay the bank arrears,

we can settle the feed bill,

and we still got some change left over.

- Pay the bank arrears?

- An accounting mishap.

- I was going to suggest that we all chip in

and buy Dad a new saddle.

- That's a great idea, how much do you need?

- Bernie Chapman's advertising saddles

at six pounds a piece.

- Well, that's two pounds each.

Cheaper than half the price.

- I've got my money here.

- We'll have ours when the bank opens

first thing in the morning.

- I'll ride straight over and pick out the saddle.

- Herbert, how lovely to see you.

- Oh, and you Victoria.

I thought that you were...

- Working at the hotel?

All but done.

I shall be leaving in a day or two at most.

And I'll be leaving with mixed emotions

when close friends like you are concerned.

- Well, I'm only sorry

I couldn't have been of more assistance.

- Herbert, you were honest and forthright

about my brother's criminal actions

when it counted most.

Without your honesty, I probably

would have made a bigger fool of myself than I did.

- Well, you could never make a fool of yourself in my eyes.

- Ah, I shall miss you more than you know.

- I'm flattered.

- My one regret is that we didn't have the chance

to spend more time together,

but perhaps we can remedy that.

- Oh, yes.

- Victoria asked for a night off

and I gave it to her.

- But she's supposed to be helping out in the kitchen.

- Biddie, she's worked seven days straight.

She's entitled to some time to herself.

- But, isn't she supposed to be paying off her hotel bill?

- Her hotel bill and her hours of work

are none of your concern.

Let's just leave it at that.

- Good evening, Mrs. McClusky, Biddie.

I trust my services won't be missed this evening.

- We'll manage.

Biddie was just saying how hard you've been working

and how much you needed the break.

Weren't you?

- Yes, ma'am.

- How kind of you, Biddie.

- Out for a night on the town?

- Actually, I've been invited to dine here

with a close friend.

Oh, Herbert.

- For you.

- Oh, how lovely, thank you.

Shall we go in?

- By all means.

Ladies.

- And what does one do for a little fun and excitement

in this this town of yours?

- Not all that much, I'm afraid, sir.

- Come now, and attractive young lass like yourself.

No need to be coy.

What time do you finish work?

I'm merely trying to be friendly, Biddie.

You do the right thing by me,

I'll do the right thing by you.

- You never married, Herbert?

- Uh, no.

- You never cared enough about someone

to ask for their hand?

- Once.

Perhaps twice.

- It was love?

- Once, certainly.

I loved her from a distance.

- Oh, Herbert, you never made your love known to her.

How sad.

- We were from different social classes.

She was from the landed gentry.

I was (laughs) a mere bank manager.

- With sound prospects.

Surely, she must have realized that.

- I never found the courage to plead my case.

- Faint heart ne'er won fair lady.

- So they say.

- Do I know this lady?

I must if she lived locally, I'm sure I would.

- You are she, Victoria.

- Will you be wanting dessert?

- Not just yet.

- Well, cook wants to clean up the kitchen and go home.

- Biddie...

I'll let you know.

- Yes, ma'am.

- But I thought the stables were doing well.

- Well they are, in a manner of speaking.

The winter's been pretty hard on us though.

We're gonna move into stagecoaches.

With a bit of help from the bank.

- That's quite an undertaking, Rob.

You sure you ready for it?

- How old were you when you built this place?

- About your age.

- And when you married mum?

- Same.

- I'm ready.

And I intend to ask Victoria to marry me.

- I thought you already had, and she turned you down.

- Well, only because neither of us

had a future to speak of.

She'd been left penniless, I have practically

no more to offer than the family name.

- And you think turning the stables

into a coaching depot will change all this?

- Yep.

- Well, I'll give you all the help I can,

short of further borrowing against Langara,

but as long as you're sure in your heart

this is what you really want.

- I want this more than anything else in the world.

- What would you have said two years ago

if I had confessed my love and asked you to be my wife?

- Two years ago I was a vastly different person.

- In what way?

- I was younger, immature.

I had no calluses on my hands then.

- What if I were to ask now?

Would you possibly consider doing the honor

of becoming my wife?

- You know my financial prospects, Herbert,

I have nothing.

- That matters not, my love.

I have the bank.

For the past year, I've been considering

putting it up for sale.

Moving to the city.

Embracing the bigger challenges of life.

With you by my side, how could I possibly fail?

Victoria.

Will you marry me?

- Herbert.

This is so sudden.

I need time to think.

- Of course, take all the time you need.

I've waited this long.

Another day, another week

won't make the slightest difference.

- No, I'll give you my answer in the morning.

- Sail true.

- Thanks again, boys.

See ya in a week's time, eh?

(horse whinnies)

- Oh, goodness.

This water is icy cold.

- That time of year, dad.

- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, the coldest month always is July.

- Oh well, before you know it, it'll be spring.

- Oh no, long way to go 'til spring.

Long, long way.

- Oh, I don't know about that.

The weeks are flying by.

What was it you said yesterday?

"How swift the wings of time."

- Yeah.

(yawns)

- I hope you've enjoyed better sleep than I.

- Don't think I closed my eyes once.

- Can I get you something, a cup of tea, perhaps?

- I'm fine, thank you.

- I feel the need for small talk,

but that would only delay

the inevitable moment of truth.

- I should have given you my answer last night,

but I had to be sure.

- Oh, of course.

Perfectly understandable.

- I accept your proposal, Herbert.

- Victoria.

My darling.

- Got the check?

- Herbert's a popular man, this morning.

- Colin.

Rob, I...

There's something that I should...

Um...

That we should discuss.

- Come on you two.

Whatever this is, it can wait.

We've got an appointment to keep.

- Yeah, look, I'll talk to you later at the hotel.

Good news.

All our problems are solved.

- Oh.

- Oh, Rob. I wanted you both to be

the first to hear my announcement.

- I've proposed and she's accepted.

Victoria Black wood and I are to be married.

- That's impossible.

- Exactly what I thought, a mere 10 minutes ago

until she gave me her answer.

(laughing)

We're to be married here at Patterson's Ridge.

And I want you, dear friend, to perform the ceremony.

- Herbert, are you sure?

There's no chance you may have misunderstood?

- None, whatsoever.

Apparently, we've loved each other from afar

for many, many years.

- You have?

- But, enough of my rejoicing.

What was it you wanted to see me about?

- Uh, yes, um...

Herbert, one gold plated bank check for 25 pounds

with another 25 pounds to follow the next week.

- Well done.

This will more than cover

the outstanding loan repayments.

As a matter of fact...

- What is it?

- This check is drawn on the Bank of Wonthaggi.

- That's right.

Is there a problem?

- I received a confidential memo

from the State Banking Authority.

Due to lack of funds, the Bank of Wonthaggi

has been suspended from trading

until further notice.

This check, I'm afraid, is worthless.

(sobbing)

- What are those two up to?

On a race.

- Yeah, got me.

(sighs)

- Hey Colin!

Look, has to be them.

Probably headed for Wonthaggi.

Come on.

- Hearsay has it, one of the directors

had been sloughing off funds

from the bank's statutory reserves.

- Yeah, well this bloke was no bank director,

I'll vouch for that.

- Probably had inside information.

And thought he'd make a killing before word got out.

- Hmm.

And I was the one who send him along

to the boys in the first place.

- Ah, Matt, these things happen.

- All very well for you to say of it.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Matt.

Please forgive me if my head is

still in the clouds in all this day of days.

This morning, I became officially engaged to be married.

- Oh, well, congratulations, Hebert.

But right now, I'm more concerned about...

- To Victoria Black wood.

At approximately 9:15 this morning,

I became engaged to Miss Victoria Black wood.

(laughs)

- Is this some kind of joke, Herbert?

- Oh, absolutely not.

I proposed and she accepted.

I've already asked Colin to perform the ceremony.

And Matt, I want you to be my best man.

- You're wanted in the...

Oh, well, well.

Packing are we?

- Could you please leave.

- Had a bit of a windfall?

The old ship coming in at long last.

Wouldn't have anything to do with all the rumors

flying around town, would it?

- Get out of my room, Biddie.

- Your room, you haven't even paid for it yet.

I suppose that will be left

to poor old Herbert Elliott to take care of.

Oh yes, I believe congratulations are in order.

- That's none of your business, get out.

- Well, at least you've got your claws out of Rob McGregor.

- [Victoria] Get out.

- Everyone always said you were different

from your ne'er do well of a brother,

but oh not, not me.

Like two peas in a pod.

I always said, and you know something...

(sighs)

I was right!

- Changed direction.

Probably going back to the high country.

- We've still got these single set of tracks

veering off over here.

- With or without a rider, I wonder.

Found something?

With, I'd say.

- Why don't you stay with the horses.

I'll follow our friend.

- All right.

Be careful.

- It goes both ways.

(horse whinnies)

- Ah!

- Mr. Lennox.

- I don't think it's far fetched at all.

They were dining in the hotel last night,

in what can only be described

as intimate circumstances.

Victoria and Herbert Elliott?

- Oh, Matt.

Did you think Victoria and Rob?

You really don't know her very well, do you?

- Oh, I've known her ever since she was a child.

I knew her father, her brother, her...

- I'm not talking about her bloodlines.

Victoria Black wood is poor little rich girl,

who's found herself penniless.

Her back's to the wall,

and she's out for what she can get.

- Nah, surely you must be wrong, Jessie.

- Am I?

Believe me, I know the signs.

If Victoria's engaged to Herbert Elliott,

it's for one reason and one reason only.

And it's not love.

- What's my husband done?

- Well, I'd rather him tell you for himself.

- Whatever I did, I did it for us.

I did it for you and the kid.

- Where are my horses?

- I don't know.

Wylie took 'em.

- Mr. Wylie from the bank?

- We lost all our savings when the bank collapsed.

Mr. Wylie came to me with a plan

to get some of it back before word got out.

- Oh, Ben.

- We were broke.

This winter will finish us.

- You stole horses?

- I couldn't let you and the kids starve, could I?

- Look, I know times are harsh, but...

- Oh, that's easy for you to say

with your turned around collar

and your money coming every week on a plate.

- Ben!

- Turned around collar or not, I...

I wouldn't steal another man's livelihood.

- Well...

You won't believe this, but I was going to pay you back.

My share was going to get me

a small driving plant, wagon and few horses

and in six months,

I would have had you paid back in full.

- What was your cut out of this?

- 15 pounds.

(sighs)

(knocking on door)

- Who is it?

- Victoria?

Would you mind if I had a word with you a minute?

- I'm afraid I'm not at my best just now.

- Matt would like to speak to you too.

- I can't offer you any refreshments, I'm afraid.

- Victoria, I was talking

with Herbert Elliott this morning...

- Then you know about.

- Victoria, why are you doing this?

- He proposed, I accepted.

- But why, I know you, and I know Herbert

and just the idea of the two of you

even contemplating marriage...

- You don't know me.

Not anymore.

- What about Rob?

- He was sure that you were going to marry him.

- Rob and I discussed the idea, Matt.

We both agreed that under the circumstances

it wasn't a workable proposition.

- Look, I know you've been going

through a difficult time lately...

- Who in this town doesn't?

- As an old friend of your father's,

I feel indebted to try and help you...

- No!

No, I'm sorry, I can't accept charity.

- What would you be accepting from Herbert Elliott

if you marry him?

- Herbert loves me, I'm convinced of that.

- And do you love him?

So this is a marriage of convenience.

- If you say so.

- It can't last.

(laughs)

Want to know how I know?

Because when I was your age,

I did almost exactly the same thing.

I got married for all the wrong reasons

and in one way or another,

I've been paying for it ever since.

Victoria, when I look at you,

I see an image of myself

and please don't make the same mistakes I did.

- What can I do?

Where can I go?

I'm some useless ornament.

I'm trained for nothing.

- You've just spent two weeks

learning the hotel business from the ground up.

You could be a successful manager in no time.

- I can't.

- [Matt] Can't?

- [Victoria] I can't?

- Is this the great Oliver Blackwood's daughter saying cant?

Victoria, in the old days...

- The old days are over, Matt.

- Your father made sure that you had everything

that you needed to get you through life.

- My father had money.

- Your father made money.

And he made it with grit and determination.

And if you've got anything of his character left in you,

you'll find a way to do the same.

And I'll back you all the way.

- You'll help me?

- We both will.

- Providing you tell Herbert the truth

about your feelings towards him.

- Rob!

Where did you get to?

10 of our horses went stolen, I've been looking for them.

- Stolen?

I saw them when I met the afternoon train.

They're down by the rail yard.

- He was staying at the hotel,

but he was rude to one of my girls,

so I asked him to leave.

- Do you know him, Matt?

- No, I can't say I do.

- He's wanted in connection

with the collapse of the Bank of Wonthaggi.

A substantial reward's on offer.

- My son's were given a dud check from that bank.

It seems that they're trying to track down

the bloke who passed it.

- Where are your sons now, sir?

- Well, I don't know about Colin,

but Rob's out by the rail yards.

- I assure you, my friend,

I bought the horses in good faith.

- I thought you were supposed to be in real estate.

- I'm in, whatever I think I can sell for a profit.

Here.

Bill of sale signed by the previous owner.

- He owned nothing.

He didn't have the right to sell them.

- It's all very well for you to say,

but I paid good money for them.

And where I come from,

possession is nine-tenths of the law.

- Most of those horses were bred on my father's property.

And they were stolen.

- Oh, very nice line they are too,

but I couldn't think of letting them go

without getting back at least what I paid for them.

- You can't be serious.

- Never joke about money.

- All right.

Any objections to a check for the horses.

- I'll be happy to accept a bona fide check.

- Bank of Wonthaggi all right?

- This is some kind of joke.

- I don't joke about money, either, mate.

- Have you got something against the bank of Wonthaggi?

- The bank's collapsed, the checks are worthless.

- Now, I thought that was privileged information.

- Word has leaked out.

- Courtesy of your associate, Ben Lennox.

- Move back out of the way, McGregor.

You try to stop me and you're a dead man.

- Put the gun down, Wylie, you're under arrest.

Well done, lad.

You've earned yourself a tidy little reward.

75 guineas, I believe.

This way, sir, if you don't mind.

- 75 guinea's?

He did say 75 guineas?

- And, of course, you are going to share it, aren't you,

my favorite brother.

- I don't think so.

(laughs)

- Must've read my mind.

I've been thinking.

There's so many things we need to discuss.

Plans for the wedding, our honeymoon,

where we will live.

I must confess to a certain fondness fondness fo...

- Herbert.

- Yes, my dearest.

- I...

I can't marry you.

- What?

- I can't marry you because I...

Well, to be honest, I don't love you.

- You don't love me?

This...

This can't be true.

- I'm sorry, Herbert.

There was no other way to tell you.

- But, how can you have a change of heart so quickly?

Less than six hours ago you told me...

- Fear and insecurity make people do things

they wouldn't normally do.

- But I thought my proposal

would put an end to those fears.

- So did I, but it didn't.

- You have no love for me at all.

- Of course I have love for you.

But as a friend.

A dear friend.

And if I thought that my behavior had,

in any way, harmed our friendship,

I would be crushed.

Has it?

- Nothing you ever do

will change the way I feel about you.

You are all things to me.

And always will be.

And if, by chance, you need help,

or the services of a friend,

I will always be there.

- Dear sweet Herbert.

- Whatever you say,

he was part of Wylie's plan

to steal the horses.

- Yeah, but Wylie was responsible for him

losing his money in the bank in the first place.

- He has a wife and a child and no way of supporting them.

I think we should help him get back on his feet.

- To the point of giving him one of your own horses?

- Well, you will pay it back, won't you Ben?

- Yeah, as soon as I can.

- You know that horse stealing

is a hanging offense in America?

You take a man's horse,

you as good as leave him for dead.

- Yeah.

Desperation got the better of me Mr. McGregor.

I've never done anything like it before...

Or do it again.

- Well, it's up to you two.

We could turn him over to the troopers, or...

- He's not a criminal.

He's just a man trying to feed his family.

- They're your horses, Colin.

- I vote we stake him a fresh start.

We got a reward coming in.

What's a horse, here or there?

- Seems to me, you got yourself a deal.

And if you're still in business

come the end of spring, look me up.

I might have some work for ya.

- Yeah, I'll do that, Mr. McGregor.

Thanks.

I won't let you down again, boys.

- Come in.

- Jessie said you might need a hand with your bags.

- Thanks, Rob.

- So, are we ever gonna see each other again?

- Do you want to see me again after all I put you through?

- Yes, but it goes both ways.

- It does.

- It's just that you have a funny way

of showing it sometimes.

- Do you think at some other time

we might have got married

and lived happily ever after

like they do in fairy tales?

- Don't believe in fairy tales.

- I do.

- See, we can't agree on anything, can we?

- Maybe next time.

- Maybe.

- Well...

- [Driver] All aboard!

- Rob, if nothing else,

this is something to remember me by.

- [Driver] Hyah!

- What on earth?

- Mrs. McClusky, what time is it?

- Two minutes to five.

- If I hurry, I'll just make it.

- Make what?

- Mr. Elliott.

- Oh, hello, Biddie.

- You're finished for the day?

- All done.

- Do you mind if I walk with you?

- Not at all.

- Oh, stars!

Oh look at me, I'm all over the place

like a feather in a gust of wind.

Do you mind if I hold onto your arm for a tic?

- Go right ahead.

- And how are you finding work at the hotel?

- Oh, not bad.

Of course, I do plan to go on

to bigger and better things.

- Of course.

- I wouldn't mind opening up

a small bed and breakfast of my own.

But I reckon that takes money.

- It does indeed.

- Maybe I should come into the bank one day

and you could advise me what to do.

Oops!

There I go again.

Don't take that arm back just yet, Mr. Elliott.

Or do you mind if I call you Herbert?

Oh!

♫ For he's a jolly good fellow

♫ For he's a jolly good fellow

♫ For he's a jolly good fellow

♫ And so say all of us

- Pip, pip. - [All] Hooray!

- Pip, pip. - [All] Hooray!

- Pip, pip. - [All] Hooray!

(clapping)

- Well, this is a fantastic surprise.

- Isn't it, though?

- Lot of candles, Dad.

- Ah, it's not that many.

- We'll need to get a special permit

from the fire brigade to light those.

(laughing)

- Dad, happy birthday.

- [Emily] Happy birthday, Matt.

- What's this thing?

- Well, what does it look like?

- Well, you didn't have to go to all that much trouble.

- Didn't we?

- Well, to be quite honest,

I thought you'd all forgotten.

- Matt, how could we,

after all the hints

you were dropping us last week.

- Hints, what hints, what are you talking about?

(laughing)

- Come on, cut the cake.

- So, what do you think of the saddle?

- Well, what can I say?

I think it's terrific.

I just hope you didn't pay for it by check.

(all laughing)