Igby Goes Down
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:25:00
Actually, she's not.
Her husband, D.H. Banes...

:25:04
...he's my godfather.
:25:06
Are those cloves?
:25:09
Outstanding! Can I bum one?
:25:15
No.
:25:20
Got a light?
:25:25
And a cigarette?
:25:35
Rachel, I see you've met the boys.
:25:38
We've already met.
:25:40
Bunny, Rachel is the choreographer
I was telling you about...

:25:43
...who's renting that commercial space
from us down in SoHo, using it as a studio.

:25:47
- Remember?
- How wonderful.

:25:50
Boys....
:25:55
It's so wonderful you could come and stay.
:25:59
- Igby, I could just eat you with a spoon.
- Don't.

:26:04
- Now, when did you get out of camp?
- Two months ago.

:26:07
I've been working for D.H. all summer.
That's why I'm here every weekend.

:26:11
My wife is the philanthropist of the family.
:26:14
Especially fond of dance, aren't you dear?
:26:17
D.H., look. Pull around.
:26:20
Here we go.
:26:21
- We have guests behind us.
- The guests. I see.

:26:27
Are you two in school or something?
:26:30
I'm at Columbia,
and as far as this year's challenge for Igby...

:26:34
...we're still waiting to hear back
from this fun parochial school in DC.

:26:37
- "Perchance to dream."
- He's done the Protestant circuit.

:26:40
Mom must have some photos of the
head priest with an altar boy for them...

:26:44
...to even be considering Igby.
:26:46
- We're all at a bit of a loss as to--
- Whenever I'm at a loss, I dip into Rilke.

:26:53
Rilke? That tortures me.
:26:56
Every Christmas, some asshole
gives me this copy of Young Poet...


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