Monty: Remembering what? What things is he remembering?
Rosie: Uh. Um.
Monty: Remembering other leaves he's run through?
Rosie: Yeah. And other bones he's chewed and other gravy he's slurped all over the floor.
Monty: And other crisp days of autumn. Hey! She's put 'fall' - it should be autumn!
Rosie: It's one world you know. Fall. Autumn. Fall. Autumn. We know what we mean.
Monty: Yeah. That's right. We mean autumn.
Rosie: And fall.
Susan: Rosie's feeling particularly affable today. What's going on?
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