:52:03
9-1-1, right?
:52:08
You're in the shit house now, pal!
:52:13
Madeline, look at yourself!
:52:15
- Huh?
- Look at yourself!
:52:21
Ernest!
:52:24
My ass!
:52:27
I can see...
my ass!
:52:30
- Something's wrong with your neck too.
- I would say so.
:52:35
I would friggin' well say so!
:52:41
Oh!
Are you okay, honey?
:52:44
Yeah. Oh.
:52:50
Ernest...
:52:54
what's wrong with me?
:52:56
It's a dislocated neck.
That's what it is.
:52:59
It could happen. I've never seen
it happen, but it could happen.
:53:03
Yeah, so? Fix it.
:53:06
- How?
- I don't know. Just do it!
:53:09
I wouldn't know where
to begin, Madeline.
:53:12
For God's sake!
:53:19
Ah!
:53:21
Oh!
:53:28
Honey, I think
I need a doctor.
:53:36
- What's the matter with this guy?
- She's at death's door!
:53:39
Doctor, she's at death's door.
:53:41
Why don't you let me
be the judge of that?
:53:44
What seems to be the problem?
:53:46
I fell down the stairs.
:53:48
Whoopsie.
Anything broken?
:53:51
I don't think so. I mean,
it would hurt, wouldn't it?
:53:54
I should think so, yeah.
:53:56
Maybe my wrist,
but my neck feels sort of sore.