:37:01
I saved some money.
You dropped it on the beach.
:37:03
I didn't give it back to you.
:37:06
My mother was right, getting myself
hooked up with a crazy painter.
:37:12
Keep an eye on him.
:37:27
Dear Brother, I think of you so often,
so very, very often these days.
:37:32
If only you could be here
and see for yourself how it is with us. ;
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that this is a real home, rooted in life...
:37:41
with a woman and a cradle,
and a child's high chair.
:37:46
The feeling I have for Christine is real, too.
:38:08
I'm tired.
:38:12
I'm going in to feed the baby.
:38:17
Not yet. Christine, come back!
:38:26
I'm fed up.
Month after month, it's the same thing.
:38:30
- What's the matter now?
- I'm fed up with living on bread and coffee.
:38:34
You take every penny you're given
and throw it away on paints and canvases.
:38:37
- Don't start that again.
- Look at these.
:38:39
How much do they cost?
You haven't even used up the old ones yet.
:38:42
Shut up. Don't interfere with things
you don't know.
:38:45
I won't. I have to pick up after you,
mend those rags you call clothes...
:38:48
pose for you for hours,
on top of everything else.
:38:50
- What do you think I am? Your slave?
- Stop nagging!
:38:56
Sometimes I wonder if I wasn't better off
the way I was.