Taylor:
If I were Archer, I'd be after you with a shotgun!
Kenneth Marquis:
Well, a shotgun is customary only in cases where the bridegroom is unwilling. I, on the other hand, am panting with eagerness. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Taylor:
Humph! One slip up and you're the formerly wealthy Mr. Marquis. Aside from Archer, your stockholders won't stand for any more escapades in court.
Kenneth Marquis:
[phone buzzes]
Yeah? It's Pop. Probably wants another retraction. Hello, Pop. This is Sonny. Oh! Language! I don't know why you're so upset. Everyone knows that young love is, um, impetuous. Oh, please, Daddy Dear. I seem to notice a certain beligerence in your tone. You what? Consent? What? When? Oh, I see. You do? Oh, you don't. You will? Who? Me? Oh.
[hangs up phone]
Kenneth Marquis:
I'm about to become a husband.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:23