Marcia Warren:
This room positively reeks of cheap, vulgar perfume.
Homer Smith:
Well, it's yours.
Marcia Warren:
Oh.
Homer Smith:
I spilled it on me.
Marcia Warren:
[he sneezes]
Bless you.
Homer Smith:
Thanks. I guess I must be catching cold. I'm soaking wet.
Marcia Warren:
I haven't *that* much perfume.
Homer Smith:
No, it's from standing under the shower.
Marcia Warren:
With your clothes on?
Homer Smith:
Well, I was putting out the fire.
Marcia Warren:
[doubtingly]
What fire?
Homer Smith:
The one I started in here.
Marcia Warren:
The shower's not in here.
Homer Smith:
No, I carried the fire into the bathroom.
Marcia Warren:
[condescendingly]
I see.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:33