She made her return trip by ambulance.
Frankie Dunn: You got big holes in your socks.Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, they're not that big.Frankie Dunn: Didn't I give you money for some new ones?Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: These are my sleeping socks. My feet like a little air at night.Frankie Dunn: How come you're wearing them in the daytime, then?Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: 'Cause my daytime socks got too many holes in them.
I don't train girls.
...but maybe he didn't have anything left in his heart. I just hope he found someplace where he could find a little peace. A place set in the cedars and oak trees. Somewhere between nowhere and goodbye. But that's probably wishful thinking.