:28:00
He would call me and I would come in
and he was sitting at his desk -
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- in a trance. One hour, two hours...
Then he would be okay again.
:28:11
One day I came home from work
and found him in his bed.
:28:16
He kept saying, "Mum, mum?"...
His arm was like this, reaching.
:28:24
"What do you want, Leonard?"
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He never spoke again.
It was as if he disappeared.
:28:31
Later, that year,
I took him to Bainbridge.
:28:36
It was... November 14, 1939.
:28:42
He was twenty years old.
:28:45
What did he do for those nine years
in this room?
:28:48
He read. He loved to read.
He read all the time.
:28:53
Really?
:28:57
That was all he could do.
:29:19
That is enough.
:29:27
All right, Leonard. We are finished.
:29:34
Nothing, nothing, nothing and...
Nothing.
:29:39
- It is one of your statues.
- Exactly.
:29:43
Pass the salt.
:29:48
- What about this.
- What do you mean? It is a strobe.
:29:54
You are wrong.
All of this before is the strobe.
:29:57
This is me saying his name to him.