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That afternoon the radio was playing softly,
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for in his dotage Thomas Edison Senior
had developed a weakness for music of the lighter kind.
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[Radio Presenter] Ladies and Gentlemen...
the President of the United States...
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Tom, do me a favor, will you?
The radio!?
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Just because the music's over and
you might risk hearing something useful?
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I thought that's why we have the radio...
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Well, I need a rest, as you know.
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Mock me if you like.
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[Narrator] Tom's father had been a doctor
and now received a modest pension,
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so it was no great disaster for Tom
to drift about not doing anything in particular.
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Tom was a writer.
...at any rate by his own lights.
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Oh, his output as committed to paper
was so far limited to the words "great" and "small",
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followed by question mark,
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but nevertheless meticulously archived
in one of his many bureau drawers.
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'Bye, Dad.
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Evenin' Master Tom.
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Good evening, Master Olivia.
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Don't forget about the meeting tomorrow.
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Noooo
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[Narrator] In order to postpone the time
at which he would have to put pen to pater in earnest,
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Tom had now come up with
a series of meetings on moral rearmament
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with which he felt obliged to benefit the town.
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- Hi, kids.
- Hi, Tom.
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Good evening Chuck.
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Will we see you at the meeting tomorrow?
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Well, I could do without your lectures.
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You know Vera.
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Wouldn't give me moment's peace
till I said yes.
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Who gave Moses that bone?
It's still got meat on it.