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there was a splendid beast of a dog

that he reminds me of.

Thank you, Major.

Is it all right if I bed down

here for a few nights, Bri?

Aren't you ever the wanderer?

It'll have to be the floor.

He never calls.

Turns up homeless.

Husband's the same.

In the Navy.

No sooner are his feet under the table

he's dreaming of sailing off again.

That must get very lonely.

In this place?

With the Major here?

One thing marriage teaches you.

Enjoy the moments you have

time to think for yourself.

Briley's a poet.

Oh.

Much better than that Ted Hughes.

The Poet Laureate, who lived up the road.

Rabbits.

You amaze me, Bri.

You never were that good a shot.

Geoffrey.

When you're hungry, it's easy

to take aim and hit the target

or you don't eat.

What do you think, June?

Can you skin a rabbit?

I can try.

T.S. Eliot said,

"We have experience,

but miss the meaning."

Here, I've plenty of time

to contemplate what he meant by that.

I hope I'm not keeping you

from catching up with Mr. Howden.

We've known each other

since we were children.

Geoffrey runs off all over the world

to photograph conflict and suffering

at the expense of his own peace.

(Geoffrey laughing)

Gets himself into all sorts of scrapes.

Thinks of himself as an artist.

Honestly, he's just an adventurer.

That Ms. Bennett's an odd bird.

Placid on the outside,

but I'll bet you she's

completely wild on the inside.

Taming a woman

is more difficult than

taming any another animal.

Wouldn't you agree?

Can't be done.

That Ms. Bennett needs

oodles of fresh air.

Pennington will just spoil her.

He'll bottle up her passion.

The malt.

In your honour, old chap.

Might you find a lass that loves you,

deserves your kind heart.

I should wait for the sun

to go over the horizon first.

You've spent too much

time in the tropics

with that camera of yours.

Sun's gone to your head.

What about you?

You're American.

Half English.

My mum was American, I was

born here but when she died

her family sent me to

boarding school in Vermont.

My dad was running the family butcher's.

So he didn't really have time

to take care of me by himself.

Did you stay in America?

I went to Cambridge for a year,

then moved to New York, got my MBA.

Worked for a gallery.

My mum was a painter, she

taught me how to paint and draw.

So, how did you meet Sir Alan?

Well, I got a job at

Pennington Industries.

Worked my way up.

We ended up spending

so much time together,

we just fell in love.

We've moved back here so

I can be closer to my dad.

And do you still paint?

No.

No, I don't really anymore.

I'm too busy since working

at Pennington, I suppose.

What a shame.

Right.

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