:11:03
Our time with each other was limited.
Each lived for the precious hours...
:11:08
... when they could be with each other,
away from the cares of the world.
:11:12
My stomach's growling.
:11:16
There's an old Fudgsicle,
you want it?
:11:19
No.
:11:21
-Somebody else is gonna get it.
-I don't care.
:11:28
Kids eat that kind of stuff in Korea.
:11:32
In the feedlot, he'd remember
how I'd looked the night before.
:11:37
How I ran my hand through his hair
and traced his lips with my fiingertip.
:11:42
He wanted to die with me, and I dreamed
of being lost forever in his arms.
:11:50
The only thing I did wrong was
throwing out my fiish when he got sick.
:11:55
Later I got a new one,
but this incident kept bothering me.
:11:59
Well, he was sick.
You couldn't do much about that.
:12:03
-I guess not.
-So?
:12:06
-Well, it scared me.
-I know. . . .
:12:10
I didn 't mind telling kit
about this stuff.
:12:13
Strange things happened to him too.
And some of what he did was strange.
:12:18
He faked his signature
whenever he used it...
:12:22
... to keep other people from forging
important papers with his name.
:12:29
And as he lay in bed
in the middle of the night...
:12:32
...he heard a noise like somebody
was holding a seashell to his ear.
:12:36
And sometimes he'd see me
in beautiful white robes...
:12:40
...and I'd put my cold hand
on his forehead.
:12:52
Did it go the way it's supposed to?
:12:55
Yeah.
:12:58
-Is that all there is to it?
-Yeah.