:33:01
...what would you like
to be when you grow up?
:33:04
- A fireman.
- A fireman.
:33:06
That's a pretty normal profession
for such a... how shall I put it...
:33:11
...an unusual boy like yourself.
:33:14
When I was a boy, our mothers all
wanted us to grow up to be doctors.
:33:18
My mother's dead.
:33:21
I, uh... I'm very sorry to hear that.
:33:24
Well, enough small talk, Fred.
What shall we do for our audience?
:33:28
I thought maybe you could play the piano
for us and do a few quick calculations?
:33:33
- No.
- No?
:33:36
- Mr Buckner...
- I'd like to recite a poem.
:33:38
Ah, a poem by Fred Tate when
we come back, right after this.
:33:53
Hey!
:33:54
Hey, you guys!
:34:00
"Clipper Ships" by Fred Tate.
:34:03
Go get your mother!
:34:04
"Me and my dad make
models of clipper ships."
:34:12
"Clipper ships sail on the ocean."
:34:14
"Clipper ships never sail
on rivers or lakes."
:34:23
"I like clipper ships
because they are fast."
:34:26
Fenton!
:34:41
"Clipper ships have lots of sails
and are made of wood. "
:34:53
- Stand by. We'll be back in 30 seconds.
- Oh, Fred.