Granny: You never listen to anything. Well now, that's not a nice thing, just garbage. Garbage, garbage, garbage. All garbage.
Dear, is that you my dear husband? Ah, my eyes aren't what they used to be. Have you seen my little birdies? Ah, the dear things must be starving without their granny. Here birdies. Here.
Oh, my, my, my. I think I have gentlemen callers again. But not the way I used to. Not the nice ones. I hear them. And they're not very polite ones either. Granny Rags, Granny Rags, let us in. Ah, well, they'll go away again, if they know what's good for them, but what a bother. Here's the key to the front door, love. You'll see to those ruffians, won't you?
And if I was a birdie, I'd want to [inaudible 00:03:10]. Oh, my dear, I knew you'd help me with those ill-mannered boys. My brave man, listen, Granny has a birthday present for you. I got it from the outsider, and now I'm giving it to you. Go on, it's upstairs, on the vanity. I think you'll cut a nice figure with it. Remember how we used to dance? Our parties were even grander than those at the Boyle Manor. Everyone wanted to come.
I think the little birdies are sad today.
Captain: Keep 'em coming.
One, two, three. Heave!
Granny: You want?
Man 1: I trust you. It's not even foolproof.
Man 2: I hear the watch is everything.
Man 1: Oh, I'll find you.
Stop playing, and come out at once.
Police: Hm, might be worth checking out.