:41:00
It's okay.
:41:01
Well, that's all wrestling is.
:41:03
Usually there's
more grunting and squirming
:41:04
before the pin.
:41:06
Well, you're out of your weight class.
:41:08
Jesus, I did hurt you.
:41:11
I sure do apologize.
:41:12
I'm just a big, clumsy lug.
:41:14
I sure do apologize.
:41:16
You sure you're okay?
:41:17
I'm fine, really.
:41:20
Actually, it's been helpful.
:41:25
But I guess I should get to work.
:41:28
It wasn't fair of me to do that.
:41:31
I'm pretty well-endowed physically.
:41:34
Don't feel bad, though.
:41:35
I wouldn't be
much of a match for you
:41:38
at mental gymnastics.
:41:39
Give me a holler
you need anything.
:41:53
[Waves Wash Ashore]
:41:58
[Humming Old Black Joe]
:42:14
If I close my eyes,
:42:16
I can almost smell the live oak.
:42:19
That's chicken fat, Bill.
:42:22
Well, my olfactory's
turning womanish on me...
:42:25
lying and deceitful.
:42:27
Still, I must say I haven't
felt peace like this
:42:30
since the grand productive days.
:42:33
Don't you find it so, Barton?
:42:36
Ain't writing peace?
:42:40
Well...
:42:43
actually...
:42:45
no, Bill.
:42:49
No. I've always found
:42:51
that writing comes
from a great inner pain.
:42:54
Maybe it's a pain
that comes from a realization
:42:57
that one must do something
for one's fellow man