Otis B. Driftwood:
That woman? Do you know why I sat with her? Because she reminded me of you.
Mrs. Claypool:
Really?
Otis B. Driftwood:
Of course, that's why I'm sitting here with you. Because you remind me of you. Your eyes, your throat, your lips! Everything about you reminds me of you. Except you. How do you account for that? If she figures that one out, she's good.
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