[about to call Simon with the answer to another riddle]
Zeus:
No, wait, wait! It's a trick. It's a trick.
John McClane:
What d'you mean?
Zeus:
I forgot about the man.
John McClane:
What man? Fuck the man! We got ten seconds here!
Zeus:
He said, "how many were going to St. Ives," right? The riddle begins, "As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives!" The guy and his wives aren't going anywhere.
John McClane:
What are they doing?
Zeus:
Sitting in the fucking road! Waiting on the moor! How the hell should I know?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:25