Brett is a matrix font with rounded, overlapping bitmaps. With its elegant–if not a little vain–small capitals and its “old style” ligatures, it finds itself located somewhere between a “techno” style and a fanatical historicism.
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Thanks! I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin. Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin. Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you…Thanks!
Welcome I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you…Welcome
I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you…I don’t understand
I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you… I don’t understand a wretched thing. Now please, Lucy, just sit down! I am a sweet, gentle, reasonable man, but will you ‘please’ give me some answers to questions… [In the midst of a bar fight] Danny: They’re good, aren’t they? Brett: Excellent! I wish they were on our side!… Danny: And you know what that is? Brett: What is it? Danny: It’s a fireplace! I’m gonna clean it up, and put a big leather chair right in front here, and in the wintertime, when there’s storms out, I’m gonna sit here with my old, faithful dog at my side. Brett: But Daniel, you don’t have a dog! Danny: Then I’ll rent one!… Felix: I’m in trouble, Brett. Brett: Money trouble? Felix: Woman trouble. Brett: Oh. Well, if you’re going to have trouble, that’s the sort to have… Brett enters the main hall of the Sinclair’s ancestral home and is surprised by Danny, hiding behind a suit of armour, wearing its helmet.] Danny: Helloooo. Welcome, good knight! Dost thou bring thy sword to aid the king? Brett: Daniel, what on Earth are you doing here? Danny: How’d you know it was me? I’m here because you invited me. Brett: I did? Danny: Yes, you did. Brett: Uh. When did I invite you? Danny: When did you invite me? Brett: Yes. Danny: How many times have you said to me, ‘Why don’t you come out and spend the weekend with me?’ You must have said it a hundred times? Brett: Yes, of course. Danny: So I finally show up, so here I am. Brett: Any special reason, this particular weekend? Danny: What special reason do I need? I’m your friend, right? Brett: Well, of course you are. Danny: Well, I’m here to see your ancestral home. Brett: ‘Ancestral’… Chivers: You might want to try for a pheasant, m’lord. I’ll get the guns. Brett: Thank you, Chivers. A good idea. Danny: You still shoot peasants around here, huh?… Danny: OK, come on, give me the map, let me be the navigator. Brett: Thank you, Daniel, I remember the last time we went to Berlin.Danny: So? Brett: We were supposed to be going to Madrid. Danny: Well, nobody’s perfect, kid! Brett: Certainly not you…I don’t understand
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