[the gang is holding Sprog]
Jessie:
[pleading]
Please. Give me my baby.
Toecutter:
[feigning concern]
Jessie, Jessie, Jessie. You've not got a sense of humor.
[whispering]
Toecutter:
You've got a pretty face, though. Awful pretty. Awful pretty.
[brightly]
Toecutter:
I suppose you don't need a sense of humor with a pretty face. The only trouble is though, Missy, if you should...
[wiping his face roughly with his hand, then whispering]
Toecutter:
... lose the face...
Jessie:
Please don't hurt my baby.
Toecutter:
...you've got NOTHING.
Jessie:
What do you WANT from me?
Toecutter:
Don't change the subject.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:30