:13:00
- Get some drinks over there.
- What am l supposed to do?
:13:06
Who am l supposed to be
around all these people?
:13:09
Darling Pamela.
:13:12
l brought you something.
:13:15
You're my girl, that's who.
:13:19
l'm not your girl.
:13:22
l know you fuck everything
that touches you.
:13:26
- Don't give me that shit.
- Come on.
:13:29
l love my girl!
Listen, everybody!
:13:32
Pam and l--
:13:35
She's lookin' good.
:13:36
And to celebrate--
:13:39
- Hey, Patricia.
- Hi, Jim.
:13:44
Pam, have you met--
:13:46
Do you know--
:13:47
She wrote this great review
of my poetry book.
:13:52
- Let's go eat that turkey.
- Pam, let's set those plates.
:13:55
Are you Patricia Kennealy?
:13:58
You must be Pamela.
:14:04
You actually put your dick
in this woman?
:14:08
Well...
:14:10
sometimes, yeah.
:14:15
Well, l understand.
l really do.
:14:17
But don't ever expect that Jim's
gonna love you or take care of you...
:14:21
because you're one
of a hundred.
:14:23
- You don't know when to stop.
- Look who's talking.
:14:27
Jim can make up his own mind
about who he loves and who he doesn't.
:14:31
Don't kid yourself, sweetheart.
:14:32
He's crazy, but not that crazy.
He loves me.
:14:36
Let's go check
those sweet potatoes.
:14:38
- There they go again.
- Chuck!
:14:41
Gonna be another one of those dinners?
You're gonna have to stop this.
:14:44
l'm glad you made it.
Jim, Robbie, meet Chuck Vincent.
:14:51
l just have one more thing
to say to you, Jim Morrison.
:14:55
You have ruined
another Thanksgiving.
:14:58
Bastard!
You killed my duck!