Vicky:
You're still drinking?
Raoul McLish:
Well, no more, no less. Hereditary - Father, you know, and...
Vicky:
[impatiently]
Yes, I remember. Your father drank a quart of whiskey every day of his life and died at the age of 73 trying to fly a plane.
Raoul McLish:
Exactly!
[laughs]
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:07