Sister:
Theatrical makeup is terrible for my face, Momma.
Effie:
[Effie sees the bruises on Sister's face]
Sister.
[Effie turns Sister's face with her hands]
Effie:
Baby. He's just going to drag you... to the gutter...
Sister:
The...
Effie:
...with him.
Sister:
...gutter?
Effie:
Um-hum.
Sister:
How can you say that? He's as big time as you can get.
Effie:
I've lived in Harlem all my life. I do know a rat when I see one.
Sister:
You don't understand, Momma, you don't understand.
Effie:
Well... I've said my piece. I'm going home.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 08:35