:19:06
Hold it right there. Don't move!
:19:10
Now turn around slowly, boy.
:19:14
You got a lot of nerve,
intruding on a man's grief.
:19:18
I bet I could pull this trigger right now
and call it justifiable homicide.
:19:23
Now, who are you?
:19:25
You know who I am, you invited me.
:19:28
I'm your son, Lorene's son.
:19:32
Ain't nobody mentioned that name
on this farm in fifteen years.
:19:37
My boy was taken from me.
:19:40
Far as I'm concerned he's dead.
:19:43
Now I'm not gonna ask you again -
who are you?
:19:47
I'm Joseph MacDonald.
:19:51
Joseph MacDonald.
:19:54
That's right, boy.
:19:56
And don't you ever forget it.
:20:04
I was just yanking your chain.
:20:08
Well, come here, boy.
Come on. How 'bout a hug?
:20:13
Oh, look at you!
:20:16
You're the spitting image
of your grandpa!
:20:18
God rest his soul,
if he could only see you now!
:20:21
I'm just here for the funeral. That's all.
:20:27
She...
:20:28
just broke her heart
that you never visited.
:20:32
But I always said you'd come back.
:20:35
I'll be gone again tomorrow.
:20:45
Guess it's her time to go.
:20:54
Can't argue
when the good Lord calls you home.
:20:58
- How was she called?
- Pardon?