Albert:
[Confronting Leonora on the beach]
You don't look like my late wife at all. She was well-bred and rather frail... except for her famous mammalia - oh, excuse me, that's a private joke in questionable taste. Still, sometimes one has to choose between good taste and being a human being. You look more like a cow than my late wife. Oh, no offense, I'm very fond of cows. "Moooo..." Also, she had no cousins - - I beg your pardon, she had one: James. Obviously, you're not James. What do you want of my daughter?
Leonora:
You have no right to ask me ANY questions!
Albert:
"NO" right? You must be out of your mind! I'm her legal guardian.
Leonora:
No, you're not!
Albert:
Very well, I'm not... not yet. Not *legally.* I've had no time to make the necessary arrangements. I've been away. But I can assure you, I intend to take every step to insure my rights. Warner and Swazey are my attorneys. Who are yours?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:07