:33:05
-Would you help me, please?
-What about my radio?
:33:09
-Pardon me?
-l said, my radio.
:33:12
Aren't you gonna fix it?
:33:15
Nothing ever gets fixed around here.
Just a bunch of pies and anchovies.
:33:21
Go away! l don't ever talk
to strangers.
:33:26
-l'm the radio repairman, Mrs. Clelia.
-Well, fix it.
:33:31
-Well, what's wrong with it?
-Dead people talking.
:33:38
lt's right here. Do you see it?
:33:43
Yes, l see it.
:33:45
l knew you weren't a radio repairman.
That's a telephone l'm holding.
:33:54
lt's all right. A lot of people
wouldn't know the difference either.
:34:00
lt's all right.
:34:05
You have a very kind face.
:34:12
You will do well.
:34:28
-You caught her on a talkative day.
-You being funny?
:34:31
No, she's quasi-catatonic. ln and out.
:34:34
-What's this?
-The disturbed ward.
:34:55
To get out. . .