:39:03
- Come on, let's work it around.
- Don't leave him alone!
:39:14
- Whoa. That guy can shoot, huh?
- Yeah.
:39:18
- Get on him! Get on him!
- Okay, guys, come on, now!
:39:32
- Fighting the puck a little.
- Oh, let him find his legs.
:39:34
Yeah, his first game.
He'll be fine.
:39:44
Go! Go! Go! Go!
:39:49
Look out!
:39:55
Get away! Get away!
:39:57
- Stevie? Stevie!
- Give him some air.
:40:00
- Biebe.
Good work, Tree. You killed him.
:40:04
- Head was down.
- I know. I know.
:40:08
I brought the salts, Dad.
:40:13
- Stevie?
- Huh?
:40:16
- It's okay. It's all right.
- Hello.
:40:21
Stevie, how many fingers
have I got? Hmm?
:40:24
I'm a premature ejaculator.
:40:30
Let's go, guys.
Three on three.
:40:36
- So?
- So?
:40:39
- Anyone special in New York?
- Uh, no.
:40:43
I don't... I don't want you
to feel bad about that either,
:40:46
just 'cause I haven't had a relationship
that's lasted longer than six weeks...
:40:48
since we broke up
in the 12th grade.
:40:51
- That's... The important thing is that you're happy.
- Right.
:40:53
You are...
You are happy, I take it?
:40:57
Yeah.
I'm happy.