:18:00
She's had leukem--
This is what makes me boil about him.
:18:04
He wants me back.
He wants me back.
:18:08
- It's got nothing to do with my mother.
- Look, I don't know--
:18:10
Go back.
Go back to New York.
:18:12
Or call him, if you can find
a telephone that works,
:18:14
and tell him wild horses wouldn't
drag me back to him or his shipyard.
:18:21
- Hi, Tom.
- Hi.
:18:24
Marge, Tom's saying good-bye.
:18:27
Oh, I'll come down.
:18:30
So, uh, did you
speak to my father ?
:18:33
Oh, you were right...
about the telephones.
:18:35
- I told you.
- There are no lines.
:18:37
- There's some problem.
- That's Italy.
:18:42
Tom. You're off ?
What are your plans ?
:18:46
Oh, back, I suppose,
as slow as I can. Oh !
:18:49
This bag !
:18:53
Hey.
You like jazz.
:18:57
I love jazz.
:19:01
This is the best.
:19:03
Baker, Rollins.
:19:06
Marge says she likes jazz,
but she thinks Glenn Millers jazz.
:19:09
- I never said that !
- [Tom] Bird.
:19:11
Thats jazz.
:19:14
Bird ? Ask me
the name of my sailboat.
:19:16
I don't know. What's the name
of your sailboat ?
:19:18
Look ! Look !
Bird !
:19:20
[Marge]
Which is ridiculous. Boats are female.
:19:23
Everyone knows you can't
call a boat after a man.
:19:27
- He's not a man. He's a god.
- Okay, we're going to Naples.
:19:30
There's a club--
It's not a club, it's a cellar.
:19:32
-It's vile.
-Yes, it's vile. You don't have to come.
:19:35
It's great. It's-- It's great.
You're gonna love it.