City Slickers
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:09:04
I can't believe my baby's 39 years old.
:09:11
Bye, Mom.
:09:12
Oh, bye.
Angel, birthday boy.

:09:19
Happy birthday.
:09:31
Well, at least she said my age in years.
:09:33
Usually she uses months,
like I'm still an infant.

:09:36
"How's Mitch?"
"Oh, good. He's 468 months today."

:09:40
Wow.
:09:42
I look a year older.
Do I look a year older to you?

:09:45
Honey, at 5.15,
everybody looks a year older.

:09:50
- Do you know what I found yesterday?
- Hm?

:09:52
- Hair in my ear.
- Mitch.

:09:54
I'm losing hair where I want hair,
and getting one where it shouldn't be hair.

:09:58
I found four big fat ones on my back.
I'm starting to look like the fly.

:10:01
That's it. I'm cancelling
your birthday party.

:10:05
- Why?
- Cos your birthdays depress you.

:10:08
- No, they don't.
- Oh, Mitch.

:10:10
On your 30th birthday,
you said you couldn't see.

:10:13
On your 34th birthday,
you forgot my name for an hour.

:10:16
Last year, when I asked you
what you wanted...

:10:19
...you said a CAT scan.
:10:22
- I had a headache.
- This year, let's just let it pass.

:10:26
- I wanna see my friends.
- All right.

:10:28
But I don't want people coming over here
thinking they're in a Bergman film.

:10:32
"You've met my husband, Mr Death?"
:10:36
- I'll be good.
- Yeah?

:10:38
Cos I don't need you
any worse than you've been.

:10:42
- Wait a second. What does that mean?
- Nothing.

:10:45
"Nothing."
:10:47
Great.

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