Mrs. Whittaker:
Smile, Marion.
Marion Whittaker:
I don't feel like smiling.
Larita Whittaker:
The pleasure is all mine.
Mrs. Whittaker:
Oh, you're American.
Mrs. Whittaker:
You're smiling, Jim.
Mr. Whittaker:
Oh God forbid. The wind might change.
Phillip Hurst:
Game one of the Antarctic open, Mr Whitaker to South.
[
John serves straight into Hilda's backside]
Hilda Whittaker:
Oooow!
Phillip Hurst:
Hole in one!
John Whittaker:
Deuce
Phillip Hurst:
[
continues to commentate as they play] I see your pair of deuces, and I raise you a tenor... The titanic could've hit that... Sarah, you're an embarrassment to the Hurst family name, I'm going to have you killed.
Mrs. Whittaker:
Smile, Marion.
Marion Whittaker:
I don't feel like smiling.
Mr. Whittaker:
You're English dear, fake it.
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