:22:01
Dr. Mittchel?NIt's Lilly Dillon, doctor.
:22:04
I work for Justus Amusement Company
out of Baltimore.
:22:09
What?
Don't you brush me off, buster.
:22:12
If I have to have Bobo Justus
call you...
:22:15
Mrs. Dillon, I am sorry about our
little disagreement on the phone.
:22:19
I'm really sorry. About
your son...
:22:22
It's hard to believe this strapping
young man is your son.
:22:26
Never mind that. Just take
care of him. - Yeah, but he's had...
:22:29
He's had an internal hemorrage.
He's bleeding to death.
:22:33
Well, make it stop.
:22:35
His blood pressure is under 100.
I don't think he's gonna make it to the...
:22:38
You know who I work for?
-There's just not much I can do.
:22:42
My son's gonna be allright.
If not, I'll have you killed.
:23:06
No, really?
You're Roy's mother?
:23:10
That's impossible! -Not quite.
But, I'm not sure who you are, Mrs...
:23:15
Langtry, was it?
:23:18
I'm Roy's friend.
:23:21
Yes, I imagine you're lots of
people's friend.
:23:26
Oh, oh, of course. Now that I see
you in the light,
:23:30
you're pretty old enough
to be Roy's mother.
:23:33
Aren't we all? -Play nice.
Don't fight.
:23:36
Darling!
-Roy!
:23:39
You're gonna be allright.
:23:43
What am I doing here?
:23:49
You were bleeding inside, honey.
Remember that bruise you had?
:23:54
You called the doctor, ha?
- Well, no Roy. Your mother did.