Howard Foxhugh:
I'm glad you like the car, and we're going to give you a chance to drive it, but you've got to promise me one thing.
Mike McCoy:
Well, let's have it!
Howard Foxhugh:
Don't encourage Cynthia!
Mike McCoy:
Cynthia? What's she got to do with it?
Howard Foxhugh:
Well, I didn't mind you singing for her. That was her birthday present, but now she is talking about marriage, and that, of course, is out of the question.
Mike McCoy:
You're trying to say I'm good enough to drive your car, but I'm not good enough to marry your daughter?
Howard Foxhugh:
Oh, now, Mike, don't put it that way!
Mike McCoy:
I'll put it this way - if I want to marry Cynthia, and she wants to marry me, we'll get married! As for your car, you can drive it yourself!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:47