Alice:
Roach is my friend.
Fool:
Roach? I'm Poindexter.
Roach:
[tries to mumble his name]
Fool:
Everybody calls me Fool.
Roach:
Foo...?
Fool:
You sure got the names, huh?
[notices Alice's basket of homemade dolls]
Fool:
This Leroy? You did this? Why you make these?
Alice:
To hold the souls of burglars when they died. Or salesmen, workmen, other people who saw too much.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:34