:14:13
Come on, Duma! Let's give it some stick!
:14:16
That's 50 K!
:14:19
Come on, Duma!
:14:20
Look! There it is!
:14:23
Look at that stride, now.
:14:25
-Come on, Duma!
-Come on, boy!
:14:35
Hey, we're at 60!
:14:37
Now he's overtaking us!
:14:39
Seventy, man!
:14:41
Hang on!
:14:43
I lost my hat!
:14:48
Eighty!
:14:50
Ninety!
:14:52
-Beauty! You, beauty, you!
-Go, Duma!
:14:57
-Beauty!
-A hundred, now!
:15:02
From too much love of living
:15:05
From hope and fear set free
:15:07
We thank with brief thanksgiving
:15:10
Whatever gods may be
:15:12
Pause...
:15:14
...after each line.
:15:16
Read it like you're singing a song.
:15:18
The sound of the words are the melody.
:15:22
That no life lives forever
:15:25
That dead men rise up never
:15:27
That even the weariest river
:15:29
Winds somewhere safe to sea
:15:36
Mom?
:15:41
I'm sorry.
:15:48
-Yeah.
-Got any room for me?
:15:50
Sure, Dad.
:15:53
So...
:15:55
We gotta talk about our friend here.
:15:57
He's almost grown.
:15:58
-But Duma's-
-Hang on.