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: Tell me, exactly, how long it is that you've been working here? Sarah
: Two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, what... two hours? Harry
: And how long have you been in love with Karl, our enigmatic chief designer? Sarah
: Ahm, two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, an hour and thirty minutes. Harry
: I thought as much. Sarah
: Do you think everybody knows? Harry
: Yes. Sarah
: Do you think Karl knows? Harry
: Yes. Sarah
: Oh, that is... that is bad news. Harry
: Well I just thought maybe the time had come to do something about it. Sarah
: Like what? Harry
: Invite him out for a drink and then, after about twenty minutes, casually drop into the conversation the fact that you'd like to marry him and have lots of sex and babies. Sarah
: You know that? Harry
: Yes, and so does Karl. Think about it, for all our sakes. It's Christmas. Sarah
: Certainly. Excellent. Will do. Thanks, boss!
: Do you love him? Mark
: Uh, b- What? Sarah
: No, I... I just thought I'd ask the blunt question.
: [on phone
] Hello, darling. No, no I'm not busy. No - fire away.
[Karl has given Sarah a lift home after the Christmas party. They are standing on her doorstep
: Well, I-I'd better go. Sarah
: Okay. Karl
: Goodnight. Sarah
[he gives her a quick peck on the cheek, then they begin to kiss passionately
: Actually, I don't *have* to go. Sarah
: Right. Good. Karl
: I mean... Sarah
: No-no that's good. Just, um, would you excuse me for one second? Just... Karl
[she moves round the corner, out of sight of Karl, dances a little jig for joy, then returns
: Um, okay, that's done. Um, why don't you come upstairs in about ten seconds.