Stebbins:
Oh, Miss, please... A Scotch and soda, and a glass of milk.
John Jones:
A glass of milk?
Stebbins:
Yeah, I'm on the wagon. I went to the doctor today to see about these jitters I got, and he said it was the wagon for a month, or a whole new set of organs. I can't afford a whole new set of organs.
John Jones:
Well, if I'd known you were on the wagon, I could've got along all right without this, but as long as it's here...
[toasts]
John Jones:
Good luck!
Stebbins:
[watches him drink]
Good?
John Jones:
Yes, it's just like any other Scotch and soda.
Stebbins:
[morosely]
That's what I thought.
[sips milk]
Stebbins:
Doesn't taste the same as when I was a baby...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:01