: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...
:20:03
or I'll take this goddamn turkey
and shove it down your throat!
:20:18
Well, unless we're gonna have
a nuclear attack of some kind...
:20:23
it's hard to imagine
what else could go wrong.
:20:26
- I think we better go.
- I think we just better have dinner.
:20:29
No, I think it is perfectly
clear that I am not welcome.
:20:32
David, shut up.
It was my fault.
:20:35
Now, I... I can be
an old fart sometimes.
:20:40
David, please, sit down.
:20:42
Your father's right.
I'd like some turkey.