Mrs. Birch:
Those decorations are off-limits.
Jules Daly:
Why?
Mrs. Birch:
His Grace would never approve. And take this monstrous tree back where it came from.
Jules Daly:
You're kidding, right? It's Christmas.
[seeing her look of disapproval]
Jules Daly:
You're not kidding. Oh, can't you let it slide just this once?
Mrs. Birch:
We don't slide around at Castlebury Hall.
Jules Daly:
Um... Mrs. Birch, do you have kids?
Mrs. Birch:
No.
Jules Daly:
Nieces or nephews?
Mrs. Birch:
No.
Jules Daly:
But you were a kid once, right? How can you deny two children a tree at Christmas? Don't you remember what it was like?
Mrs. Birch:
[sobbing a few moments later]
It was a miserable childhood. I never had a happy Christmas. One year... I actually got a lump of coal in my stocking.
Floyd:
That's terrible.
Jules Daly:
No little girl deserves that.
Mrs. Birch:
Well, I might have. But still.
[getting to her feet with a laugh]
Mrs. Birch:
All right. I'm ready.
Jules Daly:
That's the spirit, Mrs. Birch. Right.
[she's passed an ornament]
Jules Daly:
First decoration on. Done.
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