:18:01
Oh, sure, yeah. Sorry.
The names Miglioriti.
:18:04
- Miglioriti.
- Yeah. You got it.
:18:06
But call me Ron.
:18:08
Miglioriti. Thats a nice name.
:18:11
Its Italian.
:18:12
Its hard for most Americans.
:18:14
And have the Miglioritis been living
in this town a long time?
:18:17
Hey, you sound like youve been
talking to Mrs. Hallet.
:18:20
To her, if you werent on
the first ship that put in here...
:18:23
...you'll always be an immigrant.
:18:24
I guess were the newest,
me and my father.
:18:26
Youve been here, what,
a couple of months?
:18:28
Yeah, about that.
:18:31
Like it?
:18:32
- Is school okay?
- Yeah, its okay.
:18:37
- Yeah, being new isnt easy.
- Theres the lane.
:18:39
Around here, folks can be
a little cold at first...
:18:42
...but when youve been here longer,
theyll seem even colder.
:18:49
Thanks for the ride.
:18:50
Maybe I could have
a talk with your father.
:18:53
- Why?
- Nothing to worry your head about.
:18:56
Well, I cant disturb him
when hes working.
:18:59
Yeah, well, lets see if he is.
:19:05
Sorry, hes working.
Hes translating some Russian poetry.
:19:09
When that doors locked,
I cant bother him.
:19:13
I suspect the only reason Mrs. Hallet
lets us into her village...
:19:16
...is because my fathers a poet.
:19:18
Mrs. Hallet loves poets.
:19:20
Thats one of his books over there.
:19:23
- He wrote that, huh?
- Yeah.
:19:25
Want him to sign a copy for you?
:19:27
Yeah, sure. I never met a real poet.
:19:30
I mean, look, dont laugh at me...
:19:33
...but I cant believe
people like poetry.
:19:35
Im not talking about that
birthday-card stuff, but real poetry.
:19:39
I mean, when it doesnt even rhyme.
:19:42
No, Im not laughing at you.
:19:43
My father says that most people
who say they like poetry...
:19:46
...only pretend to like it.
Youre honest.
:19:49
Hes your favorite poet, huh?
:19:50
No. Hes my father.
:19:53
Emily Dickinsons my favorite.
:19:56
Emily Dickinson, yeah.
:19:58
You know, it can be pretty nice here
in the village once you get used to it.