The War at Home
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:18:06
Bob ?
:18:13
Yeah, all right. Let's do it.
:18:19
Marjoree, you want
white meat or dark meat ?

:18:21
Oh, whatever you're
closest to, Bob.

:18:24
Give us your plate.
:18:26
Oh, thank you.
:18:28
Uh, you know, uh, you oughta tilt
that knife a little bit there, Bobby.

:18:33
Those peas are cooked in a recipe
I got from your mother, Marjoree.

:18:37
Hey, Mawmaw's peas!
:18:41
- White meat, Daddy, please.
- All right, honey.

:18:45
You know, Bob,
if, uh, I were you...

:18:48
I'd get a little bit
of an angle on that bird.

:18:52
- I got a good angle.
- Uh, let me show you somethin'.

:18:54
- Don't have to show me
anything. I got it.
- Well, uh...

:18:57
- you want a little deeper angle.
- Get away from me.

:18:59
- Just twist that sideways.
- Oh, shit!

:19:01
- Oh, Bob.
- Bob !

:19:04
Bobby, I'm, uh...
Uh, are you all right ?

:19:07
Why don't you carve the goddamn
turkey yourself, you old fart ?

:19:10
Christ !
:19:17
Wha... What'd you say ?
:19:22
I said, why don't you carve the goddamn
turkey yourself, you old fart!

:19:26
Hey, you cannot speak
to my father like that.

:19:32
Two hundred and ninety-nine.
:19:34
What ?
:19:36
Two hundred and ninety-nine,
I said. Don't tell me you don't
know what that means, David.

:19:41
I think your old man knows
what it means, don't you, Hal ?
That's your birthday, David!

:19:45
From when they pulled the numbers out
fo the draftcard lottery.

:19:49
Two ninety-nine, that's
the number that saved your ass
from having to fight in Vietnam.

:19:53
Would you like to know
what Jeremy's number was ?

:19:55
It was eight.
Eight! Eight!

:19:59
Don't you ever tell me what to say or
what I cannot say in my own house...


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