A young guy, black hair, somewhat hispanic, is next in line to submit his question to the renowned filmmaker and founding father. Ah--, I know this question probably be, aah, interesting to no one than myself, so-- I apologize in advance for that, but I'm promising askin' on behalf of my father. Aah-- I know that you were a-, eh, are you frequented the Bob's Big Boy restaurant - ...?
Yes.
... in, ahem, ..., that's a two-part-question, mh: first off (laughter in the audience, slightly embarrassed smile of the guy at the microphone): approximately what year would this had been?, I know you went there for a long time ...
It would be (--it would be ... (the guy echoing, tryin' to soften his being embarrassed)) in the mid-seventies (-- mid-seventies ...) to the ... (hesitating, apparently trying really hard - putting the techniques of Transcendental Meditation by now familiar to him to some good use - to remember correctly) early eighties ... in the eighties
... and this would be the second part--: would this be the one in Hollywood, or ...--
I went to pretty much, ah, every Bob's Big Boy ... Audience laughing, Lynch smiling.
The only reason I ask, my father used to, ah, work at the Bob's Big Boy in Hollywood and ...
Aha.
I mentioned something to him that I read about you ...
Yeah, I was probably in his ... his Bob's--
It's very possible, so--- that's all I need to know, thank you. Waving good-bye, while standing back from the microphone.
Lynch smiling wholeheartedly, touched. Beautiful.
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