Baby? Check. Leavenworth? Check. Snow boots? CHECK!!!
KATHY: What is that they’re wearing on their heads? D-D: That’s a hajib. KATHY: Oh how awful. (pause) But it would be damn convenient for my hair.
One small step for Man, one giant leap for River.
KATHY: How are your parents? D-D: Well, you’re my mother. KATHY: So, how are your parents? D-D: Well, you’re my mother, so you’re my parent. How are you? KATHY: Wait, you’re mine? D-D: I’m your daughter, Deirdre KATHY: Oh, how...
Before you can run, you must walk.