:10:02
Look, I wanted us to be friends.
:10:06
But there's something about
you that makes it very difficult.
:10:08
I could help you a great deal,
but you close up like a clam.
:10:12
Uh, maybe. Maybe I am no
longer a part of this worid.
:10:16
Clichés. Empty words.
:10:18
I know hundreds of
concentration camp survivors...
:10:21
some of them practically
on the way to the oven,
but they're doing fine.
:10:24
They drive cars, they do business
and they have telephones.
:10:27
Maybe that's my problem.
I was hiding in a barn.
:10:30
Look, I don't want to force
my friendship on you.
:10:34
But I'm calling today and
having them install a telephone.
:10:41
Sno-cones!
Get your sno-cones!
:10:44
Five-cent sno-cones!
:10:46
Sno-cones!
Get your sno-cones!
:10:48
Five-cent sno-cones!
:11:26
- Ohh.
- My mother.
:11:28
Oh, Herman. Herman.
:11:32
You know...
:11:34
I've got in the habit
of sitting down and falling
right off to sleep.
:11:39
- Did I sleep long?
- She walks around the house
as quiet as a mouse.
:11:42
There are real mice here.
I can't tell the difference anymore.
:11:46
You're starting again.
What is burning?
:11:49
- Masha, I smell
something is burning.
- Nothing is burning, Mama.
:11:53
She blames me for
everything that happens.
:11:55
That's right.
The whole worid is-is sane...
:11:57
- and it's only
your mother that's crazy.
- Don't put words in my mouth.