S = Sisters
D = Dad
M = Mom
P = Phil
B = Cousin Brad
C = coach
A = announcer
Ba = Babji
S: Oh my… isn’t that beautiful.
S:…and you know who’s got the life preserver on…
M: Philip of course… and Marcie looks like a little girl.
P: What do I look like?
M…you look like an Eskimo, yes.
B: Are we going to do it tomorrow?
P: Yup.
S: …oohhh…
B: Hey, that’s me.
S: Bradly and Philip.
M: ..and the old Princess.
P: Yup.
M: Oh, is that ever precious. That was in our back yard, in the old house.
P: Yup.
S:…aaahh, Colleen.
S:…aahhh, look at the lake.
D: Colleen, that’s a good one of you.
S (Colleen):I don’t think I look so bad and you know Phil, we used to go fishing all of the time.
P: All the time.
M: You loved it.
S: Look at my feet, how I always stood. My favorite shorts.
P: I tell ya, that’s a good looking one there.
S: …that’s beautiful… you look beautiful… Mom, you’re a hot chick boy…
S: I Wish I knew you better then.
M: We went out walking, it was Thanksgiving.
D: ..and you were feeling lousy.
M: Yeah.
D: ..we’re trying to cheer you up, but Phil’s looking at you
S: ..aaahhh…
P: ..ooohh..
S: Look at my glasses.
S:(softly) …oh really…
S: …I must say, I didn’t look as bad as you did…
D: …Colleen..
S: She knows?
S: …it’s so long ago…
D: There you can see where the cottage was.
S: Oh my God.
S: …and the ice was just as thick as could
D: We could skate it on the whole lake.
P: Bobby Orr.
D: You have the right stance there.
S: Oh, I want to go back.
(sounds of a hockey game)
S: I wish we had those scarves.
M: Where are those scarves?
S: I like them.
Ba: I’ve got some like that.
S: See the cottage is the same, oh no…
(hockey game sounds, laughter as boy falls, people laughing at the next photo)
C:…30 seconds and keep goin’, goin’, goin’, while we’re on the outside thirty seconds. I think we can wear them down. Everybody’s got to want it… everybody’s got to bust there backsides to get it. Same starters…
(sounds of team psyching themselves up, sounds of projector, hockey crowd, dog)
A: It’s off the goalpost!
(crowd cheers, panting as boy does pushups)
M: Is that our old Princess?
M: Look how fat she was.
S: Yes she was.
S: Oh my…
M:I think about her often though.
(piano, sound of dog and boy playing hockey)