1:17:02
Overruled.
1:17:05
So, Mrs. Lang, your husband
picked the 26th on his own, correct?
1:17:11
- No.
- No?
1:17:15
There was you . . .
there was your husband . . .
1:17:20
Who else was there that morning?
1:17:30
My dead father.
1:17:36
- Excuse me?
- My dead father, God rest his soul.
1:17:43
He came to me in a dream. "Baby",
he said, floating out the window.
1:17:49
He had these big angel wings,
the perfect colour of white leather.
1:17:55
He says, "Baby, it's time to go
to the church. You'll be late."
1:18:01
To my shock, l'm standing there
in my wedding gown.
1:18:06
So I run down Queen's Boulevard,
through Flatbush . . . impossible!
1:18:12
l came to the church:
St. Catherine's of the Holy Lotto.
1:18:17
And then I realised I wasn't late,
I was a whole day early.
1:18:23
God, I wanted to die!
1:18:26
Then my father was standing
right next to me.
1:18:30
And he says,
"Little girl, don't cry."
1:18:34
"Because to me, your anniversary
will always be on the 26th."
1:18:41
M U Rl EL'S DREAM
DEAD FATH ER PlCKED Wl N N ERS
1:18:51
Mr. Lang.
1:18:54
Have you ever purchased
nail polish remover for your wife?
1:18:59
Quiet, please!