Miss Rose Gillray:
You're all alike. You, Carter, Joel Kingdom, big ranchers, little ranchers, salesmen, even Indian braves - all smug, self-appointed lords of creation who'se women like their children can be, seen but not heard. But all of that is going to change! Even in a little place like Spur's Ridge. Because I'm not the only woman with the little dramas, you call it, that keeps on beating it until it's heard.
Charles Masters:
Oh, well that's what's been keeping me awake at nights. I thought it was my heart.
Miss Rose Gillray:
Oh, Charlie, spare me the jokes. Do I make fun of you and your belief in that contraption of yours - that runs on my corset stays?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:33