:43:02
I sell envelopes.
If I lose 10 grand at the track,
:43:06
I add half a cent to the prices
of my birthday envelopes.
:43:11
I'll take six dozen.
:43:15
Dr Trotter, Dr J Trotter,
:43:18
please pick up
the nearest courtesy phone.
:43:24
Excuse me.
:43:27
Come back, Doctor.
:43:31
Some doctor!
:43:33
Right over there, sir.
:43:36
Calling trainer Mel Stutey.
:43:38
- Please contact the jockey's room.
- Dr Trotter.
:43:41
Follow me, sir.
:43:53
Miss Vicki.
:43:56
- Is that caviar fresh?
- Yes, sir.
:43:58
And a little champagne. Excellent.
:44:01
Hi, honey, I knew it was you.
:44:04
Trotter, sweetheart, honey darling,
help me out here? What day is it?
:44:08
It's Saturday, babe. Why?
:44:11
Saturday! Good. I see.
:44:14
I don't want to assume something
I shouldn't. What time is it?
:44:18
It's 1.45, doll.
:44:20
"1.45, doll"!
And where are you right now?
:44:25
The Jockey Club. You called me.
:44:27
Yes, of course.
So, if what you're saying is true,
:44:32
you are in the Jockey Club at the
racetrack at 1.45 Saturday afternoon,
:44:36
when you were supposed to be home
at 12.30 starting our marriage over!
:44:42
Son of a bitch! What am I going
to do with you? You lousy bum!
:44:46
- I hate your guts, as usual!
- Listen...
:44:49
How could you do this to me?
What am I saying?
:44:52
How could you not do this? How could
I expect you to do anything but this?
:44:57
You're hopeless!
:44:59
I'm just as hopeless to think you'd have
any consideration for my feelings.