:53:00
Well, yes.
:53:04
Don't tell me.
:53:07
Don't tell me. Don't tell me. You didn't.
:53:11
- I did.
- You didn't.
:53:13
- I did!
- Oh, my God. Cynthia!
:53:20
You're in trouble.
:53:22
Listen to you. You sound like Momma.
What are you talkin' about?
:53:28
God, Cynthia.
:53:30
- I couldn't do that in front of John.
- You couldn't do it, period.
:53:34
- I mean, you don't even know him.
- I feel like I do.
:53:38
You don't.
You can't trust him. He's perverted.
:53:41
I don't understand why
this freaks you out so much.
:53:44
You didn't do it, I did, and if it doesn't
bother me, why should it bother you?
:53:49
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- OK, then, don't.
:54:12
Are... are you an assassin?
:54:16
- Ex cuse me?
- You're just an errand boy,
:54:19
sent by the grocer to collect the bill.
:54:28
It's my Brando. That's pretty good,
isn't it? Marlon Brando.
:54:31
It's great. Pardon me.
:54:34
OK. I was thinkin' we needed time apart.
Maybe you should be there for a while.
:54:40
Hi. So, why don't you get
an answering machine?
:54:44
- There's a phone here.
- It's busy.
:54:48
Well, why don't you keep tryin'?
:54:52
OK.
:54:56
- Well, here it is.
- What is it?
:54:59
- It's a sundress.
- Looks like a tablecloth.