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Stuttering Ticket Agent:
Where are you going?
Marie Truffle:
New York. I want to go to New York.
Stuttering Ticket Agent:
You'll want to go by Buffalo.
Marie Truffle:
No, I want to go by *train*!
Polly Rochay:
[as Elmer Truffle snores loudly] Well, I don't know how you could marry a man that snores that way.
Marie Truffle:
[laughing] It was too late when I found it out.
Marie Truffle:
[to her daughter Vivian] Aw, come, pull yourself together, darling. Forget all about it. I tell you, there isn't a man in the world worth worrying about. I got to go up now. Your papa's in bed again with his stomach. I'm worried to death about him.
Elmer Truffle:
Hello, Tommy.
[to Marie]
Elmer Truffle:
Who was at the door?
Marie Truffle:
Lindbergh to take me flying, but I couldn't go.
Marie Truffle:
[at the train station searching franticly under her blouse for her pocketbook] Oh, there she is. It slipped. Oh, my land. Now how am I going to get it? Oh, what am I going to do?
Old Man with White Beard in Train Line:
Can I help ya, lady?
Marie Truffle:
You can *not*! There's no fool like an old fool.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
