Charlie:
[Seeing Vivian entering the dance area]
So... it's the broad that stole our airplane seats.
Herb:
[Annoyed]
That "broad" happens to have been an editor at Doubleday.
Charlie:
Who cares?
Herb:
All I was, was a clerk at Gimbel's.
Charlie:
And Secretariat was just a horse. Go on, ask her to dance!
Herb:
Oh, it's too late, Charlie.
Charlie:
There's no such thing as "too late". That's why they invented death!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:57