:10:18
Crab apples. No grapes this year.
:10:21
How are you two
getting along out here?
:10:24
- Everything all right?
- Yes, just fine.
:10:28
You do remember me?
:10:29
Im Cora Hallet.
:10:31
Your father leased
this house from me.
:10:34
Yeah, I remember you.
:10:36
- Where did this come from?
- Its my fathers.
:10:40
This belongs here.
:10:46
That table and braided rug
belong over there.
:10:52
Poets arent supposed to live
like other people, is that it?
:10:59
I keep forgetting to ask him
to autograph one for me.
:11:02
"I love you." Signed, "Father."
:11:06
Nice and simple.
:11:10
We dont see much
of you two in the village.
:11:13
Not even at the market.
:11:15
Well, the market does deliver.
:11:17
If one can afford it.
:11:19
Do you want me to give
a message to my father?
:11:22
Such a shame about those grapes.
:11:25
Nobody bothered to spray.
:11:27
I can give my father any message.
:11:29
I came for the jelly glasses.
:11:32
For as long as I can remember...
:11:33
...the owners and I have made
jelly out of those grapes.
:11:36
The glasses are in the cellar.
:11:42
Your fathers not home?
:11:44
No, he isnt.
:11:46
Oh, thats too bad.
:11:47
I was having a little gathering
at my house and I was hoping that...
:11:52
Is he in the village?
:11:54
No, hes in New York.
:11:58
When I was outside,
I could have sworn I heard voices.