Riding the Bullet
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:34:02
Okay, Mrs. Parker.
:34:06
Well. This must be little Al.
:34:09
Alan. Who are you?
:34:11
This is Mr. Dalrymple from the ADC.
:34:15
I think I have everything
I need for now, Mrs. Parker.

:34:18
-Good. We'll be in touch.
-Thank you.

:34:19
-Thanks for the coffee and cookies.
-You're welcome.

:34:23
-Son.
-Goodbye!

:34:27
-What's ADC?
-He says it's Aid to Dependent Children...

:34:30
but I think it's Awful Damn Crapheads.
:34:33
Gotta pucker up
and smooch his white heinie...

:34:35
just to make sure he writes a good report,
so we can get an extra $50 a month.

:34:40
-What?
-"Awful Damn Crapheads"?

:34:47
It's just you and me against the world, Al.
:34:58
Mom?
:35:25
It got so my Allie...
:35:28
didn't even know her own name.
:35:31
She had that look in her eye,
like she's saying, "Let me out of here."

:35:35
I mean, if she could think of the words
to say. You know what I mean?

:35:47
Mom?
:35:50
There's nothing we can really do for her.
:35:52
She's going to need someone to care for her
for the rest of her life.

:35:55
That's your job,
which means quitting school, of course...

:35:58
and any semblance of a life
that you may have had.


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