:44:01
It's awfully hard to live poetry.
:44:04
Goodbye, Mr. Carmichael.
:44:07
Will you take this as a present, then,
and read it yourself?
:44:10
And pretend I wrote it?
:44:12
Thank you.
:44:14
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
:44:20
Hey!
:44:22
You don't want a couple of jackasses
to remember me by?
:44:25
No, thank you. Goodbye.
:44:32
Kind of foggy, ain't it, Josephine?
:44:34
Maybe that old boat won't sail after all.
:44:42
Where have you been?
I've been worried about you.
:44:45
I've been riding, Louis, in Gramercy Park.
:44:49
What are you talking about?
There ain't no Gramercy Park around here.
:44:53
I guess you're right.
:44:54
Is something the matter? Did anything happen?
:44:59
A lot happened.
:45:00
- What?
- I got caught in the rain.
:45:02
Got soaked.
Rode back a thousand miles and here I am.
:45:07
That's all that matters, isn't it?
:45:10
That's all that matters.
:45:13
I guess I'd better change my things.
:45:37
I beg your pardon, gentlemen.
:45:39
Is this the way to the boat?
:45:41
- Passenger?
- Yes.
:45:43
There's no use
your going aboard tonight, sir.
:45:45
That is, unless you want to.
We ain't sailin' till this fog lifts.
:45:48
- How soon do you expect that?
- A day or two.
:45:51
I'll be seein' you on deck, sir.
:45:58
- That's mighty discouragin', stranger.
- Yes, it is.