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Larry Durrell: Why do we put up with this bloody climate? I mean, look at us: Gerry can't speak,

Gerald Durrell: Uh?

Larry Durrell: Lesley can't hear.

Leslie Durrell: What?

Larry Durrell: Margot's got a face like a plate of red porridge.

Margot Durrell: Shut up.

Larry Durrell: Mother's beginning to look like an Irish washerwoman.

Mother: I am not.

Larry Durrell: It's August. We need sunshine.

Mother: Yes, dear.

Larry Durrell: Now, I've got a friend lives in Greece - Corfu. Says it's wonderful. Why don't we pack up and go?

Mother: I can't just go like that. We have a house here.

Larry Durrell: We'll sell up.

Mother: Don't be ridiculous, Lawrence. Gerry needs an education.

Gerald Durrell: No, I'll be fine.

Mother: We can't just up and leave; that would be madness.