In a photography studio, a father and son clash over a railroad watch sent to the wrong address. The son, a former coal miner who moved to Brooklyn, has been waiting for it. The father insists the watch is already in his pocket, sparking a dispute over who the valuable artifact belongs to.
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Aaron! Aaron, more 4x5s. Now! Gently, gently, gently. You have to be careful. Just leave it. I'll do it. This one is beautiful. This one? The kid took that. I love it. Between you and me, he can hardly handle a broom. Oh, Aaron. Now how many times do I have to tell you? Come on. Now that's 10 cents you owe me. Now where's today's posts? Look, just go home. Just finish it from home.
What's this?
It's my watch from the railroad.
Your name's not on the pop.
That's our address.
That's not your name.
Where's your grandmother?
She's at the grocery.
I was a 4A man then, but they didn't draft me because I had a family. So Joe and me, we go down to the coal mines to get a job. You know what the foreman tells me? He says, "If I were you, I would move into the big city." So that's what I did. I moved to—
Brooklyn.
Brooklyn, Brooklyn. That's right. We moved to Brooklyn. Yep, we sure did. And then I got a job with the railroad. I was a railroad man. You know, the railroad's gonna send me my watch any day now.
I know, Pop.
I know.
Wait, son. Where's your grandmother?
She's sleeping in Aunt Janie's.
She's not coming home tonight?
She got some sleep up.
Dad. It's not there. Sir, we're looking for this picture. Oh, yes. Well, I no longer have that particular composition, but I've got plenty of others. Please come this way. But I wanted that one. My, my. You've got the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I want to take your picture, darling. Come on. Lower the light 3 inches. Lower the light 3 inches, Aaron. Aaron, will you lower the light 3 inches, please? You're with me or against me? Thank you. Nice. And wonderful. I knew this wouldn't work. Grubbing punk like you. Just get out. Just get out!
It's mine!
I already told you, it's not yours.
It's my watch, I know it!
Pop, your watch is in your pocket. I'm taking this back. This was sent to the wrong address.