Original subtitles

Lakeside,

What a day for riding!

Well, you've been the girls who are out here making a nuisance of themselves wondering

where you were.

They're your province.

I haven't time with so much to be done.

I can't stay in the house all day every day.

It's like a prison.

Whoa!

Whoa!

You're quite the Republican, Louis.

The Gormus yours farm labourer.

I'm taking that interest in the property you've always wanted me to and do not expect

sarcasm to be my reward.

We agreed from the beginning.

We should all stay close to the house in case any of Macafus madmen try to make trouble.

It's been a year since they threw Governor Bligh out and Macafar and Johnson have let

us completely alone.

Nevertheless, madam.

I'm sorry.

You're right.

I know you hate to be pinned in.

There is something I might do.

Paul Jeremy Hogan has been struggling along with his own place and contired too.

Don't you think in fairness to him?

I should go to Conti and see how everything is happening.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I know you hate to be pinned in.

There is something I might do.

Paul Jeremy Hogan has been struggling along with his own place and contired too.

Don't you think in fairness to him?

I should go to Conti and see how everything is.

Let me pay him well for his services there.

But yes, you shouldn't seem to take him for granted.

The small expedition may relieve your terrible restlessness.

Except if Julia Ryder or anyone else visits you and wants you to go into Sydney town,

you must not let them persuade you.

You promise?

Of course I promise.

I won't let anyone persuade me.

I hope everything's been kept up to your satisfaction, ma.

Entirely.

Thank you, Jeremy.

You're the only one who knows and loves Conti as I do.

Well, you should inspect the books.

I've kept them in order, but...

I'm not sure you have.

I'm very pleased to come.

To see you again knew you were well.

You mustn't speak to me in that way, Jeremy.

Except that it doesn't displease you when I do.

What's the use of the town?

Sydney.

No one believes Bly will ever rule again.

And Mr. MacArthur?

He's to leave very soon now for London.

He's been summoned against the city.

And I must move quickly.

Move.

Where, too? Why?

I don't have to explain myself to you.

I once drive myself down this passage to save your life.

Having no right to know what you've been mined.

Have I something in mine?

I know you, madam, I see through you.

The real reason you came out here was to use it as a stepping stone to the town.

I disapprove of you deceiving that good man.

That good man you once said, he's a good man.

That good man you once warned me against Murray.

I have learned to respect De Bois J.

That's the pity you don't, too.

I beg you not to do or say anything provocative in Sydney.

Nui has very wisely kept you out of it all.

It'll be folly to get caught up in it now.

Why must you be such a torment to me?

You know, I can never be as close to you as I'd like.

If we can't even be friends.

Jeremy.

You know you must never do that again.

And you mustn't worry.

Of course I'll take your advice.

Haven't I always?

Well frankly, no.

No.

Mom, Mr. Devlin, well, Julie.

Oh, there.

I've begun to think. I'd never see you again.

It has been a long time hasn't it?

Oh, and such a long time since we hung that up.

Well, were none of us as young as we were?

No, Mom.

I hope that the burdens I've placed on you and Mr. Clapp

have not been too great, Mr. Devlin.

Never, Mom.

Good.

Now, how did we survive the rebels administration?

As you see, not so well.

Yes, they've stripped the government's stores of supplies

to sell cheaply to their friends and dearly to everyone else.

You buy nothing from them, I hope.

Nothing, but...

Nevertheless, it's the only thing to do.

Sir and dear, it is unwise to be associated with the rebels too publicly.

I agree.

Louis looks to the future when they will have been replaced.

Is Mr. MacArthur seen often about the town?

Yes.

He's fitting up his ship before he sells to London to defend himself.

I see.

And how is the house that Andrew built for me?

It's just as grand as ever.

Oh, I'm longing to see it again.

Will you come with me and take some refreshment?

No.

I'm a little ill at ease and Sydney town these days.

I want to be well clear before dark.

You will be careful.

When was I ever cared for Julia?

But believe me, I didn't come here looking for trouble,

and I don't expect to find any.

Mm.

Very well.

Seemed qualified enough to join those fellows.

Right there.

Are we sailed within the week?

Mr. MacArthur.

Have you a moment? I wish to speak with you.

That would be interesting.

I haven't heard a word from you or your husband since the day Mr. Johnson and I brought some freedom to this colony.

Oh, I know nothing of politics.

I'm here to talk trade.

Then this is hardly the place.

Then will you come to my store?

The store that will not buy and will not steal anything that smacks up the new administration? No, I will not.

Sir, would you be so kind?

Oh, thank you.

Oh, ma'am. What is it you're after?

I have heard that your latest flock is the best marinot strain yet.

I wish to buy a considerable number of your stock.

Then why should I give you the privilege?

Because, sir, after yourself, Andrew McClay was the most successful merchant farmer in the colony, and I am his widow.

Quite fair to see.

Sir.

You do not know how long you will be away.

In London, they may... begging your pardon, sir.

They may exile you from this colony for good.

They may even, ma'am, imprison me.

It may be years before you've seen New South Wales again.

Can you be sure that your work here won't be wasted?

I have a very able wife.

They and other people now have some marinot.

Ah, but none like mine.

Oh, yes. I did manage to buy a few. If you would see them, you'd agree.

No one has our resources. No one could bring them along as I would.

I see, but, um, how you have acquired your formidable reputation.

Mr. MacArthur, you are considered to be a difficult, even dangerous man.

Not everyone agrees, but I believe that you are a very good man.

Not everyone agrees, but I believe you have a quality sadly lacking in most of us here.

A vision of what we could be if we dared but try.

That is a precious and fragile thing, and if you were long years away, it might die.

I would protect. I would nurture your vision and help bring it to fruition.

And line your own pocket at the same time.

Naturally. What kind of food would you think of me if I didn't?

You must be well coached by your stylish husband.

You... you put up a most convincing case.

But my husband, shall we say, I put some strain on my marriage by coming here.

Well, I make no promises.

It's too large a matter to be disposed of in a moment.

But I'll think on it.

And give you an answer before I leave.

Now I am content. I shall settle here quietly.

I think, Madam, the Beauvoir, I begin to understand you at last.

You have taken on every governor and won.

And as MacArthur has been the only real power here, you could not rest until you challenged and somehow vanquished him.

Am I right?

Don't we? It's a simple matter of some shape.

But can I really believe you? No more trips to Sydney.

Well, I believe we should go to Sydney when the colony celebrates the coming of the new governor.

But of course, it would not be our interest to stay away from that.

And as most of these famous rebels have done nothing for most of the fellow colonists,

a new administration will be something to celebrate indeed.

Oh, how James would have enjoyed this.

He always loved a celebration.

Well, more than that, Sarah.

For years, he so hated the new South Wales court to see them disbanded once and for all and the rum trade programs.

Oh, and most importantly, the new governor himself in charge of the military.

Ooh!

So the old rivalry between the civilian authority and the army is over at last.

Who's governor of a quarry?

Who's governor of a quarry?

He's a governor.

These happy loyal subjects are the same one.

So two years ago, marched the other governor off to jail.

Do you know there is one thing that irks me?

And as I will say it sooner or later,

I will say it now.

Those land grants given out during the rebellion have not been revoked.

Oh, we played a scrupulously correct game, while others put in their thumbs and pulled out the plums.

We could own twite as much property now.

His hope is being married to such a greedy wife.

You squeezed some of his best marinels out of MacArthur.

The future couldn't be brighter for us.

What more woman do you want?

Well, I must say, Sarah, I agree with Louis.

Can you never be satisfied?

Julia, I believe to be satisfied is very possibly to be self-satisfied.

I should hope I would never be that.

However...

Have you noticed that when a man wants to own more and more, it is healthy acquisitiveness.

When a woman does, it's greed.

Ah, Richard and Allison.

Captain Bowell, Mrs. Bowell.

We have news.

We've heard from London, Allison's aunt Lady Linton has passed away.

Oh, my dear, I do remember her from so long ago.

And we're trying for our passage home almost immediately.

To take up Allison's inheritance.

Oh.

Well, we shall miss you.

Come.

Some wine.

Indeed, why not?

I don't believe it.

He's going.

I'll never see him again.

Sarah, I must see him alone without Louis.

Oh, please, Julia, think of something.

But Louis is a man of the world.

Will he not understand?

Louis, a long time ago, guessed at Richard's feelings for me.

But my feeling for Richard...

Oh, that would play some strain on his worldliness.

Well, I'm sorry. I can think of no excuse to take Louis away.

Besides, he's too intelligent not to see through such silliness.

Of course, you could almost tell him the truth.

Oh, Sarah, my dear.

It's almost 20 years since you stood in my cabin on the Georgia

and confessed to me your love for Richard Bauer.

And in that time I've seen you nurse your love for him,

thwart it, hide it from Andrew, hide it from Allison,

and now from Louis.

And think what torment it has caused you all those years.

Oh, dear.

Wouldn't it be simpler and more honorable?

Julia, you are the mother I never had.

I'm the friend.

You have never told me anything but the truth about myself.

There's about everything else.

Thank you.

And thank God we came back to each other.

Would you leave us, Molly?

There is something I must tell you.

I want to be honest.

You are aware of Richard Bauer's feelings for me.

They are not exactly one-sided.

Well, we knew each other as children.

And we knew each other as children.

And we knew each other as children.

We were 17, 18.

Well, he was the first man I ever felt anything for.

And he has haunted me through all my life since.

Yes.

Continue.

My feelings are not the same.

For I'm not the romantic little fool I once was.

But I still care for him, Louis.

And it would mean a great deal.

If we could meet, he and I alone to say our goodbyes.

I know it's a lot to ask.

But if you could, give me this moment.

Let's see.

Perhaps this is what has always been there.

You grasped and grabbed at whatever you could because you could not have your Richard.

No, that's not true.

I've been a faithful and loyal wife to both Andrew and you.

And yet I am not too surprised.

You mean you knew.

Oh, I wondered.

And I am to be the compliant husband, sitting back, permitting all.

Go to him, Sarah.

I will stay here, drink my good French wine and contemplate the mysteries of this life.

I will not interrupt.

Because I am taking you perhaps a little granted.

That after saying you're sad farewells, you will come back to me.

Do you wish to go home?

That is exactly what I wish.

Home to London.

I'm men.

Alison, there is no absolute necessity for us to return.

Your inheritance could be transferred here.

We could build up our properties as we have never been able to.

Stay on here.

In this backwater.

I have hated this place ever since the day I arrived.

The same dull, stupid receptions, the same dull, whittless people.

This goth-based, quality provincial little town has nothing to offer me.

I can't get away from it soon enough.

Would you consider going back alone?

I could stay on the cell of farm and the house to give me time to tidy up our affairs.

Do you think me a fool, Richard?

I know why you want to stay here.

For her, Sarah Danes are on the clay, Sarah to the bawdy.

I have known since the first evening we came to this house that you have been in love with her all your life.

Alison.

Go, Janna.

Speak to her, but once you have, please don't.

Please never come back to this house again.

While the floor Katie In the freezer is back near to the left,

resolve a bond.

They will be ready for the following exercises,

but my most important objective will be switching back there now.

When I return,

I take a living after getting out the front door because the foot only close your mouth.

All this time she has known.

It said nothing.

I never knew how strong my wife was.

Oh, Richard, the humiliation she must have felt so many times.

I feel deeply ashamed.

Do you know when...

When I heard of Alison's arrival, I...

I thought how nice it would be to have a...

a real lady in the colony.

When I said that, I meant it sarcastically.

She is a greater lady than I knew.

In so many ways.

Only when we had the letter about her inheritance did you tell me.

I was a doctor who advised her months ago...

that her lungs were so badly affected...

that the only way to keep the illness of bail, little longer, was a sea voyage.

Oh, Richard.

She said nothing to me then.

Because she knew that was something we could not afford.

Of course she is right. I must go with her.

Yes, you must.

Oh, Richard.

This was supposed to be our farewell.

And all we talk of is Alison.

Rightly.

My dear, what is it?

My foolishness, Sarah.

My selfishness.

I've ruined Alison's life and I've done nothing for you either.

Oh, my dear, but you have.

You were a kind of dream to me.

Not quite real.

Everything else in my life has been so hard and clear.

But you held before me that lovely romantic dream...

of what might have been.

Oh, no.

What's youryouare huh.

Afternoon to you, Miss.

You're dead. How's the town?

Oh, still there, Miss. You're...

Oh, and still growing.

It's a pleasure to get back to Bannancer.

I got the sashes.

The riders should look very handsome.

Oh, excellent colors.

Now, the Pinnons, my wife, for some reason,

was him flapping about the Pinnons.

They'll know the name of the ship.

They'll know the name of the ship.

They'll know the name of the ship.

They'll know the name of the ship.

The Pinnons, my wife, for some reason,

was him flapping about the Pinnons.

They'll make it all look very festive, sir.

Madame has an oil for such things.

Anything else?

Ah.

Just the...

The zet, sir, and the maid.

There was a ship in from London.

Well...

Such...

perfect piece.

Huh?

Mm.

Did I hear the carriage, or did I dream?

That is here with everything for the race meeting.

A race meeting at Beno.

I'm not sure.

It's quite my kind of social occasions, Sarah.

Now, Day, you know you love riding.

It's nice for children to have company at holiday time.

Oh, yes, the children.

You don't pretend you won't enjoy it, too?

Mm?

No.

You haven't been to visit any of the farms lately.

Oh, they go on as always.

The overseas are perfectly trustworthy.

Do you think we should...

take a trip into Sydney to see that everything goes well at the store?

Oh, Mr. Clapmore's.

Almost the time that Mr. Devlin is seeing to it,

that everything that needs to be done is done?

Ah.

Louis, I did not believe it will ever happen.

You have learned at last not to rush from place to place,

bullying everyone, into doing things just as you want them.

I think you've proved because I'm not such a shopkeeper now.

On the contrary.

I have come to respect that shopkeeper very much.

Why, thank you, dear.

Is that the mail?

Do you recognize the hand?

Richard Barwell.

That's tactfully and correctly addressed to Miss Yorima down to Bauge.

I'm sure it's intended only for you.

No idea it is for both of us.

You've just read it then.

This is simply to inform you that poor dear Alison has died.

How unworthy I was of the love she gave me, you are both aware,

but since we left New South Wales, she had almost two whole years.

That's longer than we had both expected.

I tried to do all I could to make her happy in these last days.

I'm sure he did.

He's not a bad fellow, just a rather foolish one.

He's living alone in London now, and is comfortable thanks to the money left him by Alison.

So Richard has his money at last.

No talk of marrying again?

Oh, no.

Oh, I shouldn't think Richard would do that.

I'd be very surprised if he were to do that.

Are we permitted to drink tonight?

David, as guardian of the younger generation's morals, what do you say?

It is New Year's Eve.

And we are just family.

And tomorrow we shall have half the napkin in the Hawkesbury.

So I think we should have a quiet evening together.

I should try my best madam to control myself.

Yeah.

May I have a drink, Papa?

Ask me more.

Momma?

Lyman Lemon.

Oh, the baby is a fine boy, Sarah.

I don't know why you worry.

To be truthful, I'm concerned for all of them.

Oh, my dear, why?

The Loki life is here.

The race is tomorrow, a party tomorrow night.

The children think these occasions are height of fashion because it's all they know.

I mean, really, they're just the age to learn.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I mean, really, they're just the age to learn from wider experience.

London, for instance.

London.

Oh, but surely David is too old for school now.

School.

He is just the age to acquire some social polish.

And Elizabeth.

Besides, it's time you saw London again, too.

Me?

London?

Oh, no, no.

Why, Louis, I've been in the colony almost 20 years.

I really don't know anything else.

I think I'd be afraid to venture out of it.

Besides, I...

Quite over there.

Besides?

Here, everyone knows my story.

It's not gossiped about anymore.

But over there, it may be taken out and mulled over again.

Why, in that big city nonsense.

They have other things to think of.

Well, perhaps the children won't want to go.

But we do, Mother.

Father and the boys and I have been discussing it for days.

Louis.

Court, Mother.

May I make a toast to the new year?

No.

To London.

I have a special toast to propose.

To your father.

To my dear Louis.

Who has given us so much.

And goes on giving us more.

Apart.

Come here.

Get the beginning.

Now, where's the path?

Oh, Louis!

For Charles!

Good luck, Papa.

Thank you.

Good luck, darling.

Thank you, Mama.

Good luck.

Do you win?

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

NO!

Help!

Now what are you doing?

It's destroyed.

Senseow.

Black.

Again Black.

I always seem to be in black with this role.

It's Elizabeth and it'll...

...and re-et will need new black gowns, you see.

Yeah, I can wear this one.

The one I wore last time.

For Sebastian.

Can I get to a tea?

Perhaps a brandy?

Mm.

I'm sorry to disturb you.

I just couldn't bear the house for another minute.

It seemed quite sensible to come here.

I'm very pleased, ma'am, that you did.

Thank you.

Miss Yulele Louis used to laugh at the store.

He said I was a shopkeeper.

But he came to know what it meant to me.

Do you know?

Lately, Miss Yulele had such a passion for life.

He'd almost won me away from the farms and the ships and...

...and everything that was important to me.

I'd begun to long for the day when the boys were of age and...

...take care of everything and...

...I could spend all my time with him.

I'm sorry, Mr. Devlin.

I hardly know what I'm saying.

See who it is.

Don't mention that I'm here.

Who is it?

Jeremy Hogan. Come on, Devlin, open up.

How are you?

Where is she?

I knew you'd be here.

If you wouldn't mind, Mr. Devlin, I think I can contend with Mr. Hogan on my own.

Thank you, Mom.

Well...

Well...

By the look of your Irish eyes, you're about to deliver me one of your lectures.

You'll go into England.

Yes? What does that do with you?

I came here today to offer my constellations on your last bit.

All I've heard is this plan to take the family to London.

What I do with my family is my business.

Louis planned the trip.

The children have their hearts set on it, and it may help me get over my shock.

How can you do it?

How can you so lose your dignity?

You'll have to explain what you're talking about.

You're free. Free at last, and so is he.

You can't wait to get to that damnable Richard Barwell.

How dare you?

I have always tried to believe the best of you.

But what can I think? It's not for the children this voyage.

What a flimsy excuse.

It's for yourself and yourself only, and that's typical.

Ever and always, you've done everything according to your own greedy passions,

without a thought for anyone else.

I am tired of your preaching and moralizing.

Coming here like a twice a year, Paasen, to tell me what I must or mustn't do.

By what right do you take such a tone with me?

Oh no. It's not in the name of love.

It's pure jealousy.

Jealousy that I didn't fall into your bed the moment I said I's on you.

All my life I have had to be responsible for myself and others,

and I don't need you or any man to tell me how I should behave now.

Oh God, I wasn't fool enough to marry you.

For you'd have had me sitting at my needlework like a simpering Irish village peasant

dependent on your every masculine whim.

With Andrew and Louis, I had a life.

A real life.

And I shall go on living it as I see fit.

This time you have just gone too far, Mr. Hogan.

Get out! Get out and don't ever come back!

Good. Good.

That's the end of us then.

I shall walk out of here, marry the first presentable woman I can find,

and hope I never set eyes on you again.

Oh God, Sarah.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

I'm going to go on the next day.

Elizabeth has Duncan returned?

No, my ma.

Duncan looks very well on his horse.

He chooses the most unfashionable hour to ride in Hyde Park.

It is the only time when there is room to ride because there's nobody there.

Certainly nobody who is anybody.

Do stop quarrelling.

What are you supposed to be doing today?

Oh, we were invited to a party this evening.

How exciting.

It will be full of dull young men who won't look sideways for fear of ruffling their neckclots.

Nevertheless, Lady Fulton will be expecting you, dear.

I'd be happy to go if David would come.

She says he won't.

I'm not interested.

Are you interested in anything, David?

Another six months in London and you won't be fit to return to New South Wales.

You certainly won't be fit to run the farms.

I'm sorry.

I am very grateful.

The art galleries and concerts and theatres and parties.

It was all very wonderful at first, mother, but I've got nothing to do here to work at.

Perhaps you should go home.

Home? That would be worse.

There's really no point in going home, is there?

David.

Elizabeth, what has got into him?

We don't know where we belong.

The colony is being ruined by official Dunmamma.

The colonial office here forbids this, restricts that.

No wonder we had a rebellion.

You are quite the speech, make it, David.

We are ruled by pompous bureaucrats who have never seen New South Wales and have no idea of its potential.

Yes, but do you need to be so intolerant?

Our country will never develop, mama, until it is governed by people there on the spot,

who have some real feeling for it, because they were born there and grew up there.

People like you, in fact. So why don't you want to go home?

David?

I will never go home, as long as that place is so hemmed in.

It could be fifteen years before they do anything about finding a way over the mountains.

There is absolutely nothing to go home for.

Elizabeth, shall we go for a walk?

No, don't run after him. He's spoiled enough.

I only want to be with him if he's unhappy.

I know. And I'm very pleased.

Sarah?

Richard? Oh, it's so cold.

Summer in London has been colder than winter in Sydney, town.

Dear, you complain about it every time I see you.

How are the children?

I'm so glad to be here.

I'm glad to be here.

I'm glad to be here.

I'm glad to be here.

How are the children?

Oh, awful. So restless and dissatisfied.

Could you beat a brain for that?

Hi. Richard, what do you mean?

Your own discontent, it's catching.

You don't seem to have any real enthusiasm for London.

And you know why you are so turbulent in your spirits, because you won't settle your future.

Oh, please.

They could play around with your own feelings and mind.

We're both free now. We could marry at a moment's notice.

Why won't you put an end to this indecision?

I can't begin to think of that while the children are still so restless.

They seem indifferent, Richard.

To all that Andrew and I and Louis and I built up for them.

They almost seem to be saying that my life is utterly without value.

Meaningless.

You always have an excuse.

Always there is something or someone to be put before me and my feelings.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I know I'm being unfair.

What a life we could have.

My house in London, the old family estate in Devon.

Can't you see us together?

Together, Sarah, at last?

I will have this out with the children, Richard.

And I will give you an answer. I promise.

Lord, isn't that...

Yes, yes it is.

Mr. MacArthur!

Deary, we're wonder-seeing us together.

No, not a sense.

Mr. MacArthur!

Mr. Fowler!

Madame Tobushi!

Sir, good to meet so far from home.

Oh, so it is still home?

We were pleased that the trial did not bring too drastic a verdict.

Well, exile is harsh enough.

A verdict will pass.

And I shall go back.

With your own ambitions, it's a Monday all on the next boat.

Why?

You've not seen the time?

No.

Oh, Governor Macquarie, sometimes since the center team of

Severes over the mountains, the reports are enough to excite any good colonial's blood.

That is good news.

It is reported that on the inland plains for a distance of...

Of 100 miles, the land is not the desert which the people of the colony had feared.

So you've heard?

But something akin to a natural parkland.

Richard Furtau with grasses growing over three feet high.

Oh, Mother, what flocks we can run on this?

We!

But only this morning David was announcing that he didn't wish to go back.

Now there is something to go back for.

It was because they hated the idea of going on and on at the same old property you started years ago.

Elizabeth understands me very well.

To work on something new.

On country no one has ever touched.

How simple.

How silly of me not to have realized.

Oh, I understand that too, David.

It's what your father and I did after all.

Can't we go back soon?

We can always come back to London later.

When we're rich and prosperous.

Come with us, help us get started.

Help you get started.

What help did we have in our day?

No.

You're young enough and strong enough to fend for yourselves.

Of course.

You have your friends here, Mother.

You may prefer to stay on in London.

Yes.

Indeed I'm here.

Indeed I may.

Sir.

My dear.

MacArthur was right.

There are pasture lands on the other side of the mountain.

Oh, what mountains are these?

Black mountains of Wales of Scottish Highlands.

Oh, forgive me.

I'm ruining everything we've waited for for so long.

You will go back.

Oh, I won't tie the children to me.

I have no intention of following in their bright visions.

But this afternoon when I heard them talk,

I knew for certain that I long to be there.

Nothing will induce you to stay.

Not even...

Nothing.

You don't expect me to go back there to that detestable place?

No, my dear. Of course I don't.

Dear.

Dear, what a faint-hearted sutta you must think of me,

but I must say it.

To be frank, my dear, these last months

were those hearty children,

and your endless talk of farms and crops and flocks.

I slowly realized that...

Oh, Sarah, how terrible.

You're not really my sort of woman at all.

Not very gallant of me, you have every right to feel insulted.

Richard, oh, well.

Oh, my life.

Wait it. Oh, my life.

Oh, sir.

We're being honest with each other at last,

and with ourselves too.

Oh, to have gone on, getting older,

trying to keep the childhood romance going.

Not quite.

I'm not going to be honest with you.

I'm not getting older, trying to keep the childhood romance going.

Not quite believing, but afraid to say so.

Oh, how awful. How silly it would have been.

Oh, Sarah-Dane.

Nevermore, my Sarah-Dane.

Do you know I think Alison's you did me much better than I ever knew?

And if you marry again, it will be to someone just like her.

And you?

Me.

I'm free.

I'm free.

So many new possibilities.

Who knows?

Oh, my God.

Oh, wait. I'm going to get on.

I just got a penny, now.

Thank you, Mom.

Come on, children. We're going home.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.