Sam Wilde:
Oh, I see. You cross the tracks on May Day with a basket of goodies for the poor slum kid, but back you scoot - and fast - to your own neck o' the woods. Don't you?
Helen Brent:
I wouldn't say that.
Sam Wilde:
No, you wouldn't *say* it... but that's the way it is.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:10