:18:00
Tsk. Warm.
:18:03
My lips are warm too.
:18:30
Just a little night sweats, Vic.
It's just a little night sweats.
:18:34
What, honey?
:18:39
It's okay, baby.
Go back to sleep.
:18:50
More tea, Mrs. Whittier?
:18:52
Uh, no, thank you, Annabel.
It's time to read the leaves.
:18:55
- Little baby Gordon doesn't
have to have his read.
:18:59
- Thank you.
- I've already read his.
:19:02
Ladies first.
Thank you, dear.
:19:06
Dum, dum, dum, dum.
:19:10
- Hmm.
- What?
:19:13
A scattering. A road. A rabbit.
:19:18
- A bunny!
- A "cwazy wabbit. "
:19:21
Is that good or bad?
:19:23
It means luck.
:19:26
Luck at the end of a journey.
:19:28
Out of confusion.
:19:30
- Really?
- And now Victor.
:19:34
Uh...
:19:41
Uh, I can read my own leaves.
:19:44
Yes. Another one
of my many hidden talents...
:19:47
along with bocci
and advanced masonry.
:19:49
Hmm. I'd rather forget.
:19:51
How about that?
:19:53
My future, it's something...
It's short, difficult.
:19:57
Lots ofblind curves.