1:06:10
Now this love may not be
What we're looking for
1:06:14
This is not what we are looking for
1:06:20
I almost ran
It was not
1:06:22
No, no, no walkin' out that door
1:06:28
Forget the future
He's back, col.
1:06:32
Hi.
1:06:33
Don't want any Of those looks,
col. They don't mean much.
1:06:36
- stop it, dil!
- no! Tell him To go fuck himself!
1:06:39
She wants me to tell you
Go fuck yourself!
1:06:41
I'm sorry. Tell him to
stop Messin' dil around!
1:06:44
Dil!
Tell him it hurts.
1:06:45
- I've got to talk to her, col.
- he says he's got to Talk to you.
1:06:49
Come on, dil. Where? Tell him
again, Col, go fuck himself!
1:06:55
Until tomorrow
1:06:58
One day soon
I'm gonna tell the moon
1:07:03
About the crying game
1:07:10
And if he knows
1:07:14
Maybe he'll explain
1:07:21
Why there are heartaches
1:07:26
Why there are tears
1:07:39
Come here, darlin'!
Hey! Hey!
1:07:54
Off you go.
1:07:58
How much did that frame cost,
Mr. Franknum?