Hoor my Lied Page #3
- Year:
- 1967
- 107 min
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Huge tragedy, isn't it?
What is it?
I want that- its the loveliest horse I've ever seen
Lovely. Do you want to ride it?
I can't- you know that.
The doctor can let you ride in front.
-If you'd like that.
I do, Papa.
- Well, then...
Goodness Caesar, are you crying?
-Shut up, I'll knock your teeth out!
Don't you recognise tragedy? You idiotic bumpkin.
Hi, its David.
I wonder if you could help out this morning.
I have an overwhelming headache.
Good, I'll see you before, then.
Thanks
[nonsense song about a donkey]
Morning
-Are the people up yet?
How did you know we're here?
It's your helper
Morning
We came to see how Marietjie's doing.
-We can't stay longer I must go to the office
Not today
-Sorry, there's no alternative.
Can't you collect me later?
-Fine, then you must excuse me.
Have a quick coffee
-No thanks.
I see you have a new car. Any problems with the insurance?
Not really I worked out a way to cancel the debt.
Completely right. You were on my side of the road.
You were leaving.
-No, let's talk this out. Put an end to your guilt and self-loathing.
You don't know where the car was. I was distracting you.
Let's agree that we all share some blame.
-It happened and its over.
Forget about it.
-Please Mornay.
I wanted to invite you to dinner. It's been a long time.
You must forgive us.
You sure Mornay won't mind?
He couldn't make it.
I've made a big decision
It was difficult.
It's about Marietjie
I want to send her abroad
The McArthur Institute in America
specialises in such cases.
They can make her well.
And then to save money
I've decided to stop specialising
and to start a general practice.
You think the money will be better?
-I'm convinced.
I'll need to get a new reception.
Would you be interested?
I just don't know.
Remember we've planned to fly along
the coast when the weather's fine.
I want to see how Durban's fish tastes
I don't know when my next free weekend is.
I've quit the hospital.
Say what?
-I'm going to be Dawid's nurse and receptionist.
Funny
It's not a joke, he offered the job
and I accepted.
Looks like if I'm not on my toes
''Nosebags, daisies, parsley
In an Boer's country garden''
''Roses, violets, gardenias
and a real Boer's garden''
''When does the brown turn green?
When is the peach flower dead?
''Because the potplant, the creepers all make
a real Boer's garden.
''So long as the flowers flounder
then the orbs swell.''
''Then the peaches and all the trees.''
''And its curling leaves
and shrinking leaves''
''crumbling leaves and moths.''
''and a real Boer's garden.''
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