Richie:
I think he's very lonely. Lonelier than he lets on. Maybe lonelier than he even realizes.
Ethel:
Have you spoken to him about this?
Richie:
Briefly. And he agreed that...
Chas:
I'm sorry, maybe I'm a little confused here. What are you suggesting?
Richie:
That he come here and stay in my room.
Chas:
Are you out of your mind?
Richie:
No. I'm not. Anyway I think he'd be much more comfortable here than at...
Chas:
Who gives a shit?
Richie:
I do.
Chas:
You poor sucker. You poor, washed up papa's boy.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:16