Miss Western:
Brother, as I am here to stay a while, I shall sign a peace treaty with you.
Squire Western:
Sister, I've often warned you not to talk that court gibberish to me.
Miss Western:
I pity your country ignorance from my heart.
Squire Western:
And I despise your citified claptrap! I'd rather be anything than a courtier, or a... or a Presbyterian, or a crawler...
Miss Western:
If you mean me, I'm a woman of...
Squire Western:
Yes, and a good thing for you that you are. If you were a man, I'd have lent you a flick long ago!
Miss Western:
Brother, I think you are a perfect goat.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:06