Joan Berkman:
You're living with a twenty-year-old.
Bernard Berkman:
It's none of your business, Joan.
Joan Berkman:
It's my business when you have our kids! It's confusing for them. Frank says Walt's in love with her.
Bernard Berkman:
Walt has a girlfriend. Fuck off, Joan. I don't ask about you and Ivan. Stay out of my life. I can't believe you'd talk to me like this. You left all those fucking ticket stubs and letters lying around! You wanted me to know. It was fucking torture, Joan! FUCKING TORTURE!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:41