Christopher Tracy:
[writing something on a napkin]
It's obvious that little Miss Mary has never been off the city block.
[holds up napkin, which has "Wrecka Stow" written on it]

Mary:
What is that? Some new language?
Christopher Tracy:
Read it. Do you know what it is?
Mary:
It's nothing, you ninny. And you know it, but you won't confess it because you're such a coward.
Christopher Tracy:
It is something, something you don't know, and you won't confess that because *you're* a coward!
Mary:
This is silly, and you're a child!
Christopher Tracy:
[taunting Mary]
I go to dinner without my father's permission. Now, read it aloud so we can all hear how knowledgeable you are!
Mary:
Wrecka stow.
Christopher Tracy:
[laughs at Mary's pronounciation]
Do you know what it is?
Mary:
Wrecka stow, wrecka stow, it's nothing!
Christopher Tracy:
[laughing]
It is something. Come on, say it again louder.
Mary:
Wrecka stow.
Christopher Tracy:
Louder!
Mary:
Wrecka stow! I give up. What is it?
Christopher Tracy:
If you wanted to buy a Sam Cook a'blum, where would you go?
Mary:
[rolls her eyes]
The wrecka stow.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:20

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