Edna Damrosch:
I nursed my husband for three years before he died. But you're not gonna die.
[Hands Junior a glass of gin]
Edna Damrosch:
Here, drink this.
Susie Waggoner:
It's gin, Junior.
Edna Damrosch:
Drink it! Now you move and you're a blind man.
[Begins sewing up Junior's eyebrow]
Edna Damrosch:
Scissors!
Susie Waggoner:
[Feeling sick]
You're doing real good, Junior. I think I'm gonna lie down a little bit.
Edna Damrosch:
[after she finishes off]
There you go!
Frederick J. Frenger Jr.:
Your husband must've been glad to die...
Susie Waggoner:
Thanks...
Frederick J. Frenger Jr.:
Yeah you got a real nice touch there lady.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:04