| I must say, what a marvelous place to live! |
| All this… space
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| Might be better if we had electricity
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| (laughing)
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| What do you use, oil lamps?
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| That’s right
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| How romantic
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| Smelly, more like
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| (WARD makes an expansiv gesture.)
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| You’re so vry clever to have found this
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| The air is so much sweeter in the country
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| Afternoon tea
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| Under a tree
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| Close your eyes, and you could be in
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| Bridlington-on-Sea
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| Caravans are absolutely charming
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| Anywhere you go, your home goes with
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| You’ve so much freedom
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| The world’s your oyster
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| The open road rolls by
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| What more could anybody ask for?
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| The woods, the birds, and the sky
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| It’s not a caravan, it’s an old railway carriage
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| Well — same principle!
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| I couldn’t do without somewhere in the country
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| I’ve a little cottage by the river
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| I like to go and stay there at the weekend
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| Warm breezes blow
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| Friends come and go
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| As the sun is setting, the champagne begins to flow
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| (He turns to MRS. HUISH, CHRISTINE’s mother.)
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| Why don’t I take Christine down and show her?
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| I could bring her back sometime this evening
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| It’s a two-seater
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| Or I’d invite you
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| Maybe another day
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| Won’t you give me your kind permission
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| To take Christine away?
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| You look far too young to have a daughter
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| Old enough to be a shorthand typist
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| She’s so delightful
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| A credit to you
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| You’ve taught her grace and charm
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| Think of me as her guardian angel
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| I’ll keep her safe from harm |