:48:14
Oh, God.
What a space cadet l am, huh?
:48:18
Well, l can't do that.
:48:20
lf l do that,
who's gonna land the plane?
:48:24
Oh, God.
:48:26
That was a joke, son.
lt was a bad joke.
:48:35
There she is.
:48:40
What a beaut.
:48:43
-l painted her myself.
-Slow year, huh?
:48:48
-Looks fast, Truman.
-Yeah. lt's the stripes.
:48:51
-Yeah. Well, l like those.
-Trelis painted those.
:48:55
She's real talented.
Watch your heads, now.
:49:02
We don't need that.
:49:04
Oh, hi, Hazel.
No flight today.
:49:25
Oh, say, Truman, l ain't sure,
but l think l just hurt your plane.
:49:34
Oh, no, man. Don't worry.
That thing's coming off all the time.
:49:39
l'm always meaning to fix this thing.
l just never have the time, you know?
:49:44
There we go.
That baby's as good as new.
:49:47
Mr. Hicks!
:49:49
-Oh, here he is.
-There he is.
:49:52
-You all set?
-Oh, he's raring to go.
:49:58
How come you guys
ain't writing any of this stuff down?