Lassie Page #5

Exercise is what she needs.

That will cheer her up.

Keep her on a lead,

but I want her to get used to

the other dogs as soon as possible.

Come on. There's a kipper

in the dining room with your name on it.

Come on, you get in here. Oi! In here.

Joe?

Come on, Joe. You have to eat.

Please, Joe.

I love Lassie just as much as you.

And if I've done something wrong,

it's loving you more.

We'd barely enough food

for the three of us.

It would have been cruel to keep her.

Sometimes you have to let things go.

You can't hold on to everything.

Be happy that you knew her.

And that you watched her grow.

And that you helped make her strong

and beautiful.

So beautiful that

everyone who saw her knew it.

Think of it as an adventure for her.

And be proud of her.

Eh?

(latch on door)

You just want to get out, don't you?

Go back where you came from,

like you did before.

I'll be the same if they send me

to some stuck-up boarding school.

(clock chimes)

(Lassie whimpers)

HYNES:
Hey.

Get here!

- Oi! Come here! Get here!

- (Lassie whines)

(Hynes mutters)

You go on. Don't worry.

I'll deal with this one.

I think it's time

we started your education proper.

That's it, in here. Come on.

Oi!

Get here!

Right.

(Lassie yelps)

(barks)

Come on.

I'm not going to hurt you.

See?

Come here, will you!

Stop her!

Stop her, you stupid Scottish clods!

Are you deaf or something?

The dog, you idiot!

Urhh!

I'll do it.

Come back here!

What's going on?

I think Mr Hynes is playing a game

with the dogs.

Well, he's no business to!

- Don't open the gate!

- What did he say?

Don't touch that bloody gate!

Nothing.

- What did you say?

- I said, don't touch the bloody gate!

Oh, sorry.

What's going on?

The stupid girl's let the collie out.

What happened to your belt, Mr Hynes?

Um...

Were you using it on the dog?

- No, I was just teach...

- Mr Hynes, please do not say another word.

Never, under any circumstances,

will I allow anyone to attack an animal of mine.

Collect what wages are due to you

and leave my property immediately.

Otherwise, I will not be answerable

for the consequences.

I'll look after this for you.

Into the car, young lady!

But, Your Grace...

- Your Grace, you don't understand!

(Car horn toots)

Your Grace...

(door opens)

Never mind that.

I want to talk to you.

Come here.

Have you lost your tobacco?

No.

Just forgot I'd given up.

Boecausoe woe'roe poor?

Well, times are not what they were, Joe.

And your mother said

I was smoking too much, anyway.

Listen.

I'm going to have to go away

for a little while.

To fight in the war?

No, not to fight, I hope.

Just to train and such.

It probably won't be any more than that.

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