Alice Chicoy:
[On the phone]
Say, when are you comin' back anyway?
Johnny Chicoy:
Well, that's what I was calling about. There was a landslide and the road is closed and I was... we was just...
Alice Chicoy:
[Angrily]
Now I get it.
Johnny Chicoy:
What do you mean?
Alice Chicoy:
I mean all of a sudden the road is closed and you've got no place to go except back to mama.
Johnny Chicoy:
Honey, that ain't it.
Alice Chicoy:
You gotta come back anyways so you make it sound like a pretty good deal. You're sorry, I'm sorry, and all those dames are sorry, and Norma's sorry.
Johnny Chicoy:
I called you because I wanted to see ya and I was glad I was gonna see ya. And if you wasn't so drunk, you'd know that was the truth.
Alice Chicoy:
Poor Johnny. Trying to get away and couldn't make it. Now you can't even cry on a blonde's shoulder.
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