Telegram Girl:
[dancing wildly, while singing in an absurdly high soprano]
A-a-a-a-a-a-A-a-a-a-a-a-a-A-a-a-a-a-a-a-A-A! Mrs Ida Lowry requests the pleasure of your COMPANYYYY! At her APARTMENT TONIIIIGHTT! For eight thirtee-EE-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-EE, to MIDNIGHTTT! To celebrate the completion of her recent cosmetic SURGERYYY! E-e-e-e-e-e-E-e-e-e-e-e-E! wwwWWAAAAAAIIIIIIIII!
[very long pause, Sam glances around nervously]
Sam Lowry:
ummm... Thanks.
Telegram Girl:
It's reply paid.
Sam Lowry:
Is it?
[telegram girl nods]
Sam Lowry:
oh... um... two, three,
[singing]
Sam Lowry:
Mother, I sorry that I am unable to come to your parrrttty...
Telegram Girl:
You DON'T have to sing it!
Sam Lowry:
I don't?
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