(soft orchestral music) (birds chirping) - She will not eat.
She will not sleep.
It is like having a phantom in the house.
- I shall never fall in love.
It seems a beastly business.
- It is, Leo.
Avoid it if you can.
(birds chirping) What do I say to Augusta?
How do I reassure her?
- I can offer you nothing.
I fear at that age, I was more often the cause of such suffering than the victim.
- Ah, but now, of course, those days are long behind you.
- They may yet be.
Strange as it sounds, I've lately found my thoughts turning to marriage.
- She must be a remarkable woman to have tamed your wayward heart.
- She is astounding.
- I'm glad for you, Sam.
I am.
I'm increasingly of the belief that we are not meant to walk this life alone.
But if recent events have proved anything, it's that Leo and Augusta are in need of a mother.
- I thought you'd abandoned hope of Ms. Heywood.
- I'm not thinking of her.
(soft orchestral music) (Leo squawking)
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