:25:01
Well, I'm off to a hotel;
I'm packed already
:25:05
He can stay and look after himself
:25:17
She slapped me, Mum!
:25:19
- He spat at me!
- That's not true
:25:21
Tell Mum it's untrue
or I will slap you
:25:26
What's wrong?
:25:30
Come here, Paul. Look
:25:36
I think Mum's dead
:26:04
What they saw left a lasting
impression on them...
:26:08
...casting a fabulous veil over the
reality of their mother's death
:26:16
Prodigies were necessary to
the room they shared
:26:19
The outlandishness of this death...
:26:22
...masking the pain it evoked...
:26:26
...served as a barbaric tomb...
:26:31
...enshrining her memory
in the world of dreams
:26:44
Doctor, does it really make
a terrific noise?
:26:49
All the time
:26:59
- Is that bad?
- You must look after yourself