:16:08
I know I'm only 40 pages
into your book, but...
:16:14
But what?
:16:17
- Nothing.
- No, no... What is it?
:16:21
Well, it's ridiculous. Who am I
to make a criticism to someone like you?
:16:26
It's all right, I can take it.
:16:30
Well, it's brilliantly written...
But then everything you write is brilliant.
:16:35
Pretty rough so far.
:16:38
The swearing, Paul.
:16:42
There, I said it.
:16:45
The, uh... the profanity bothers you?
:16:48
It has no nobility.
:16:50
These are slum kids. I was a slum kid.
Everybody talks like that.
:16:56
They do not! What do you think I say
when I go to the feed store in town?
:17:00
"Wally, give me a bag of that effing pig
feed and 10lb of that bitchly cow corn!"
:17:06
And in the bank do I tell Mrs Bollinger
"Here's one big bastard of a cheque,...
:17:11
..give me some Christing money!"
:17:13
There! Look there!
See what you made me do?
:17:21
Oh, Paul, I'm sorry.
:17:24
I'm so sorry.
:17:27
Oh...
:17:30
Sometimes I get so worked up.
Can you ever forgive me?
:17:36
It's... fine.
:17:43
I love you, Paul.
:17:49
Your mind. Your creativity.
That's all I meant.