I see some sheep that need shearing go.

You manage our income and I'll see you to your career.

Wait here a minute.

I feel I feel sick.

General Mrs Crawley and I attempt you to some refreshment.

That would be delightful, mm hmm.

Mrs Crawley.

Yes, pity.

I hope your dance card isn't quite filled yet hardly.

I've just arrived.

I am the early bird and I presumably the worm general staff toe.

This is Captain Osborne of the ninth.

That is Osborne with me.

Make sure you spell it right when you mention him in dispatches.

If only spelling was my forte, my dear, please.

Yeah.

Oh yeah.

Would you like to fetch you some water or a chair for a doctor?

He's merely alright, expect sir Dobbins with.

Shouldn't you have more care of her?

Now you mean now that yet another rope has come to bind me with.

You're not like a meeting Mrs Crawley.

Nothing but point you're fired.

Mhm.

Captain husband.

Will you fetch me my shore on my nose?

Game.

Of course.

Mhm.