:28:02
- And more than that -
- Bob's back.!
:28:04
my real father.
:28:06
- Is Jane Lightwork alive, Bob?
- She's alive, Budd.
:28:10
- Is she holding on?
- Old. Old, Budd.
:28:14
[ Budd ] She must be old.
She has no choice. [ Chuckles ]
:28:18
Here comes Santa Claus!
:28:20
- Yeah.!
- Whoo!
:28:24
[ Budd ]
Jesus, the things we've seen.
:28:27
Aren't I right, Bob? Aren't I right?
:28:30
We have heard the chimes at midnight.
:28:33
That we have. That we have.
:28:36
In fact, Bob, we have.
:28:40
Jesus. The things we've seen.
:28:44
[ Chattering ]
:29:00
- Where's Bob?
- Crashed out in his room.
:29:04
Snoring like a horse.
:29:11
[ Snoring ]
:29:23
[ Whispering ]
What did you get?
:29:25
[ Mike ] I think this is coke.
I'm not sure though.
:29:32
Yeah, it's fucking coke.
:29:38
[ Snorting ]
Oh, fuck!
:29:40
What the hell? Scott.
:29:43
My true son.
:29:46
- How are you? What time is it?
- What do you care?
:29:50
Why, you wouldn't even look at a clock
unless hours were lines of coke...
:29:54
dials looked like
the signs of gay bars...
:29:57
or time itself was
a fair hustler in black leather.