:10:14
- My sons...
- (Whispers) Ernie.
:10:18
- Ernie!
- Yeah. Just a sec.
:10:22
I want you...to have...something.
:10:26
My most prized possession.
:10:30
(Sighs) Oh, it's
a piece of st-string.
:10:34
Not just any string. THE string.
:10:38
I found it my first day in America.
:10:43
- What's with the string?
- I've had it 60 years.
:10:46
Here! I want you two to share it.
:10:50
Maybe it'll bring you
closer together.
:10:54
- You haven't talked much lately.
- Yeah.
:10:57
- Ah! What are you doing?
- I'm breaking it in half.
:11:01
- No! I want you to share it.
- No?
:11:04
- Forever.
- Sure, Pop, sure.
:11:07
You carry it the first 50 years,
I'll take it the next.
:11:10
- Sure.
- And turn up the morphine drip.
:11:12
(Father) I heard that.
:11:17
Promise me...
that you will never sell...
:11:21
Smuntz String...
:11:24
to one of those big conglomerates.
:11:27
Keep it between you.
:11:30
Brothers. Family.
:11:33
- Promise.
- I promise, Pop.
:11:37
- (Lars) I promise.
- So, you were sayin'?
:11:42
I'll have to pass.
:11:44
What?
:11:47
"A world without string is chaos."
:11:54
For once the Smuntz name
was worth something!
:11:57
- No, no! Don't!
- Oh!