:53:01
Bobby, I'm sorry,
it looks like he's gone to bed already.
:53:04
- But I'll tell him you called, okay?
- Tell him Clare and I are fine.
:53:08
Okay, sweetheart, I will.
:53:11
Bye-bye.
:54:27
Do you like it here?
:54:32
Here I can, more or less,
breathe the air...
:54:37
...and your mother's learned
how to make blue margaritas.
:54:44
Whoever expected to end up living
in the desert?
:54:49
Yeah, whoever expects
to end up living anywhere?
:54:55
That's too deep for me.