:32:01
You want a drink?
:32:05
No, thanks.
:32:07
Oh, for Chrissake. Have a beer.
:32:14
Jesus. Look at this yard.
:32:20
Cannot believe she doesn't want
custody of her own daughter.
:32:25
What kind of mother
leaves her daughter?
:32:28
l don't know her well enough
to judge her.
:32:31
Let me tell you something, Eddie.
:32:33
l don't know her well enough
to judge her either.
:32:37
Yeah, well, don't forget,
it's you she's really leaving.
:32:40
Guess she knew you pretty well.
:32:44
Well enough to judge me,
you mean? Certainly.
:32:51
But then, she's leaving you too,
isn't she, Eddie?
:32:59
You don't expect her to call you up
for a secret rendezvous, do you?
:33:05
No. l don't expect to hear from her.
No, me neither.
:33:09
l have drawings of her.
:33:14
l drew her long ago,
before the accident.
:33:19
She was so-- so incredible.
So fucking beautiful. Amazing.
:33:26
You should have known her then.
:33:29
Oh, Marion.
:33:33
She hated to pose for me.
:33:40
These are the only drawings l kept.
:33:46
l was never good enough
to draw Marion.
:33:49
l didn't know how to.
l didn't have the ability, l guess.
:33:58
You want one?
You can have one.