:06:03
And some dye for my hair... black.
:06:07
- Black? Rose, are you sure?
- Yes, it has always been black.
:06:12
Dr. Sayer, something about fruit trees.
:06:15
- Prune the fruit trees.
- I will.
:06:20
I want a steak, rare.
Mashed potatoes and gravy. String beans.
:06:25
I was aware of things, but nothing
meant anything to me.
:06:29
It was no connection to me.
There was a war or two.
:06:35
This morning I went to the bathroom
all by myself.
:06:44
I think I liked them better the other way.
:06:52
Rolando, can you speak to me?
It is Miss Costello.
:07:00
Do you understand me?
:07:07
- Lucy... What year is it?
- What year is it?
:07:17
It is '26, silly.
:07:22
Come on, Miriam, be a sport.
:07:41
"Like crowds storming the Bastille, the
Mighty Mets stormed their locker room -
:07:46
- on their night to remember.
:07:49
And touched off one of the
loudest, wildest, -
:07:53
- wettest victory celebrations
in baseball history.
:07:56
Released from ridicule after seven
destitute seasons, they raised the roof. "