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:48:15
It's all right, William.
:48:18
- All right, lie down.
- Hey!

:48:20
It's okay, it's all right.
:48:25
Oh, no, no, no, lie down.
:48:27
Three days and nights William Gibbs
cried out from another world...

:48:31
... burning up with fever.
:48:34
My mother nursed him,
applying herbs and remedies...

:48:37
... concocted by her grandmother,
a full-blooded Hopi Indian.

:48:47
He would seize her hand
and squeeze it so hard...

:48:50
... she could not hold her coffee mug
with that hand for a week...

:48:54
... could not turn the key
in the ignition.

:48:57
William. Will... William, let go!
Let go of my hand, William.

:49:01
William, let go.
:49:03
William... William,
let go, let go.

:49:09
Oh, God.
:49:21
This is my hunting knife.
It's 10 inches long.

:49:24
I use it to skin squirrels.
:49:27
- Where is your mother?
- In town.

:49:30
I brought you some copies
of the Wall Street Journal.

:49:33
They're a little out of date,
three years old.

:49:36
I thought you might like
to browse through them.

:49:38
Have you ever seen the ocean?
:49:43
The ocean? Yes.
:49:46
Which one, the Pacific
or the Atlantic?

:49:50
- The...
- Or the Indian or the Arctic...

:49:51
...or the Antarctic or the Red Sea
or the Mediterranean, Baltic...

:49:56
...Central American, Bering...
:49:59
- Did I say Bering?
- No, you didn't.


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