A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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1:46:05
What time is it?
1:46:08
One minute after four, Mama.
1:46:11
Rinse a cloth out in cold water,
wipe my face.

1:46:26
Don't let her die, please!
1:46:43
Mama, what if the baby comes before
Grandma and Aunt Sissy get here?

1:46:47
You can see l couldn't do no
different, can't you?

1:46:51
Neeley, he don't like school.
1:46:52
lf he'd quit, he'd never go back
again.

1:46:55
But you, no matter what happens,
you'd find a way to go back,

1:46:57
you'd fight to go back.
You can see that, can't you?

1:47:02
l... Yes, Mama.
1:47:07
Read me something, Francie.
- Yes, Mama.

1:47:11
Read me one of your compositions.
1:47:12
l ain't never read any of your
compositions.

1:47:14
ls on my conscience.
1:47:21
l tore all those up.
1:47:23
No, you didn't. Not all of'em.
1:47:29
Can't l read you Shakespeare? ls
much better.

1:47:33
Read "Twas on a Night Like This".
1:47:35
l'd like to have something pretty on
my mind. Sit by the candle.

1:47:49
"The moon shines bright,
in such a night as this,

1:47:52
when the sweet wind did
gently kiss the trees..."

1:47:55
Say, did you ever find out who
Troylis was and Cressida?

1:47:58
Yes, Mama, Troylis was...
1:47:59
Some other day when l got time. Read
me one of your compositions now.


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