Alan:
Actually, sir, I'm a commuter chap. You know, backwards and forwards.
Mother:
That's nice.
Alan:
Forwards and backwards.
Father:
How dare you!
Mother:
Does it get boring?
Father:
How really dare you say such things.
[looks at his pregnant daughter, Penelope]
Father:
And do them.
[Penelope snickers]
Alan:
Well, I'd be interested in joining your party. I'm sure you could use another pair of hands.
Father:
You keep your filthy commuter hands to yourself!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:33