Petulia:
My great-grandmother's ninety-one and still has a granite chin.
[Archie lies down on a vibrating bed]
Petulia:
My God, what a lecherous lot!
Archie Bollen:
Ninety-ones eh?
Petulia:
Yep. But not much fun.
Archie Bollen:
Well, ninety-one, hell.
Petulia:
Oh, she stopped having fun at twenty-eight when her husband was killed in the first war - in the trenches - looking just like Cary Grant with a waxed moustache. She can't remember him; but, she can remember Cary Grant; because, he come from Bristol, too, and he's always in the news. So, whenever Cary Grant's picture is in the paper, he gets a waxed moustache whether he likes it or not.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 10:28