Uncle:
[p.o.'d at his nephew for the 'goods' received in trade for his horse]
... I don't ask for much... In return for all those years I put food in your belly; clothes on your back; a roof over your head... So what do I have to show for it?... Beans!
Jack:
I'll, I'll take them to The Abbey tomorrow and we'll tell the monks what happened!
Uncle:
You believe that story?
Jack:
I mean, he was a monk!
Uncle:
-Cuz he wore a robe... funny haircut?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:05