:14:00
Fascist bastard!
:14:02
- You can't park there.
- Fascist.!
:14:05
- Hey, you hear what I said? You can't park there!
- That's my father!
:14:09
Oh, Pop.
:14:12
"Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks!
:14:15
- "Rage! Blow! You cataracts and hurricanes-
- Get the furniture!
:14:18
But he's in a "No Parking" zone.
:14:20
- I said, get the furniture!
- "Spout till you have...
:14:22
drench'd our steeples,
drown'd the cocks!"
:14:23
- Drown the cocks, baby!
- Pop, I want you to act your age.
:14:26
I am. "You sulphurous,
thought-executing fires...
:14:29
"vaunt-couriers
to oak-cleaving thunderbolts.
:14:31
Singe my white head!"
:14:33
Pop, I want you
to come home with me.
:14:36
- This is my home.
- Pop, you've exhausted all your legal means.
:14:41
Not my moral means. Not-
The mugger.
:14:44
The mugger.
That boy mugged me!
:14:46
That's the boy that mugged me.!
:15:21
I've been thinking about Lear
these past few weeks.
:15:26
I'm talkin' to you, Burt.
:15:28
I'm- I'm listening, Pop.
:15:30
What'd I say?
:15:32
You said you were
thinking about Lear.
:15:34
- Lear who?
- I don't know, Pop.
:15:37
King Lear.
:15:39
He gave up his real estate too.
:15:43
You know what happened to him...
:15:45
what they did to him?
:15:47
They foreclosed.
:15:51
That's life.
:15:53
An old man loses his home...
:15:56
he's just a wanderer.