Racing with the Moon
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:04:05
Henry, stop this.
I'm sorry, Mr. Arthur.

:04:08
Quite all right, Mrs. Nash.
:04:09
Please don't be angry, Mr. Arthur.
My son is only joking.

:04:11
- Good day.
- Mr. Arthur!

:04:15
Stop. I'm gonna kill you.
:04:17
- Can it wait? I gotta go to work.
- Work!

:04:19
Someday you'll break your hands
doing that stupid work.

:04:21
Then see if you'll ever play
Carnegie Hall.

:04:23
I don't wanna play Carnegie Hall, Ma.
:04:25
This week you don't wanna play.
:04:26
I've been telling you that
since I was 7 years old.

:04:29
So, what does
a 7-year-old boy know?

:04:31
I gotta go.
:04:33
Make sure you come back
with all your fingers.

:04:36
- Hi, Dad.
- Hi, Argus.

:04:37
Dad, Argus is the dog. I'm Henry.
:04:39
Sorry, Henry.
:04:55
Fourth down, five seconds to go.
:04:58
Luckman licks his fingers.
:05:02
Eyes the defense.
:05:07
He sets.
:05:09
Takes the snap,
hands off to Nagurski.

:05:11
Bronko explodes. Knocks off
Farkas, straight-arms Todd.

:05:14
Bodies are flying everywhere.
The crowd goes wild.

:05:16
Left, right. Touchdown!
:05:19
You're getting old, Butch.

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