That glass out front? A window
popped out of the 12th floor.
We could have been under it.
Not the idiot that installed it...
You're walking down the street.
Bam! You're shredded beef.
Makes you think, doesn't it?
We all have things we want to do.
But a window falls on you, some truck
flattens you, you catch a disease...
Not contagious.
Carla, you know Martin Harvey,
new products?
Marty wants to write a novel. About
adventures in product development?
- I said some day...
- Exactly! "Some day."
Martin Harvey? Sign on the line.
Some day I'll retire, some day
we'll have more time for our kids.
Some day Marty will write.
What if some day never comes?
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