Mrs. Peenman:
Ipkiss, do you have any idea what time it is?
Stanley Ipkiss:
Actually, no.
Mrs. Peenman:
[spots his wet feet on her carpet]
My new carpet! Well, this is coming right out of your security deposit, Ipkiss!
Stanley Ipkiss:
You know, Mrs. Peenman...
Mrs. Peenman:
What?
Stanley Ipkiss:
[dejectedly]
Nothing.
Mrs. Peenman:
Well, that's what you are, Ipkiss, a big nothing!
Stanley Ipkiss:
[after Mrs. Peenman slams her door]
Aren't you due back at the lab to have your BOLTS tightened?
[to himself]
Stanley Ipkiss:
I should've said that.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:52