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:43:03
Preston!
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Mr Gilbert was born here, went to the States
with his uncle when he was 12.

:43:10
Oh, there's his mother.
Brought her here when he came back.

:43:14
Hi, Mrs Stompanato. Where's Preston?
:43:18
She loves it. Hasn't known herself
since she's come back.

:43:21
Brought her out after years on the breadline.
:43:24
Preston still must be changing. I'll take you up.
:43:27
A tip. As soon as you get in, sit down.
:44:09
He's here, Preston.
:44:10
Hiya, Mick.
:44:11
Good luck, kid. Chin up.
Stiff upper lip.

:44:19
Sit down!
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Make yourself at home.
:44:24
Sure, Mick, I knew all the boys in the old days.
:44:28
Al Capone, Bugsy Siegel,
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yeah, Bugs Moran.
:44:34
You bet I did.
Yeah, Mick, they...

:44:39
...they all loved me.
:44:42
They all loved me. Why shouldn't they?
:44:45
What the hell. On the screen
I gave 'em class, didn't I?

:44:50
So, how come I didn't win an Oscar?
:44:53
Hey, do me a favour, will you?
:44:57
Change the record, please.
Put on one of the old ones.


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