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Patricia Harrington:
When in Baghdad, do as Baghdaddies do!
Ma Harrington:
Mr. Bonaparte won't be using his telephone today.
Patricia Harrington:
The little devil promised to call!
Patricia Harrington:
Don't cry over spilt milk. There's enough water in it already.
Ma Harrington:
Don't say ain't.
Pa Harrington:
I've said ain't for twenty-five years.
Ma Harrington:
That ain't so!
Patricia Harrington:
It's a good thing it rains, or else there'd be no hay to make when the sun shines.
Patricia Harrington:
Many a live wire would go dead if it weren't for his connections.
Billy Caldwell:
[Pretending to be a waiter, offering an appetizer to Ma Harrington] Noiseless celery from contented farms?
Patricia Harrington:
[Pretending to be off her rocker in order to gain Ma's symphathy] You know how you feel when you don't know how you feel? That's how I feel.
Patricia Harrington:
[Persuading Billy to leave with Grace] You've got your honey - now buzz!
Patricia Harrington:
[Summing up her side of an argument regarding whether she should have been alone with Billy Caldwell] I don't give a whoopin' darn!复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
