:18:00
This whole wing is closed!
:18:02
Grace!
:18:04
Grace!
:18:23
That was a good one.
:18:26
How are you, kid? You... Ah...
:18:30
Will you excuse me?
I'll make myself a little drink.
:18:44
I don't mind you hitting me,
Frank, but mind the Bacardi.
:19:00
To old times, my friend.
:19:11
Oh, my God, it's...
:19:14
Lew Hayward, your old boss.
:19:17
Your best friend.
:19:18
But you're...
:19:24
- Dead.
- Seven years.
:19:27
Has it been that long?
:19:29
To look at you I wouldn't have
guessed more than three, tops.
:19:33
Oh, Frank. Frank, you are in trouble.
Big trouble.
:19:37
All right, let's say for argument's
sake that that I am in big trouble.
:19:43
- What would that mean?
- Look at me.
:19:46
Now, if you don't change your ways
you'll wind up doomed, just as I am.
:19:54
One minute, I'm on the 14th hole
at Wingfoot, lining up a putt.
:19:59
A heart attack later,
I'm a worm feast.