:01:15
Hello, Cole.
:01:18
I let myself in.
:01:20
We're not late, are we? I hate to be late.
:01:22
No, we're fine.
:01:25
That sounded lovely.
:01:28
I hate funeral music.
:01:31
Though, under the circumstances,
I suppose I should say my prayers.
:01:35
Why start now?
:01:37
Exactly.
:01:39
If I believed in God,
he would be a song-and- dance man.
:01:42
He would have to carry a tune.
Preferably one of mine.
:01:45
Do you think he would like this?
:01:49
In the still of the night
:01:57
As I gaze from my window
:02:03
At the moon in its flight
:02:06
My thoughts all stray to you
:02:19
You wrote that about Linda, of course.
:02:22
Did I?
:02:23
Songs don't have to be about
someone, you know.
:02:28
We should start.
:02:30
I thought we had.
:02:31
Cole, you have to play us into it.
:02:34
It's your life. Your music will be our guide.
:02:37
Swell.
:02:46
In the still of the night
:02:54
As I gaze from my window
:02:59
Oh, my God, that's me! I'm so young.