Flashback - Tuesday, April 8, 2008: Dinnertime
Wednesday, April 30, 2008 at 12:13PM“More wine, Prune.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Don’t call me sir, Prune. Ken will do.”
“Yes, sir.”
(silence)
“Some circus he’s got going, Felicity.”
“Leave her alone.”
“Nice manners you've picked up.”
(silence)
“If I may, I don’t mean, but, could we, I mean, get back to the topic?”
“He’s an unrepentant egoist, Harry. It’s not much harder than that. The freak is a sociopath.”
(silence)
"Don't you think that's going a little far, doctor?”
“Don’t listen to him, Harry. He’s not a real doctor.”
“Felicity, dear. I am a real doctor.”
“I’m not your dear, Ken. Ken, you prefer that?”
“You were once.”
(silence)
“Don’t leav...”
(silence)
“What book is he always quoting?”
“I’m not sure I understand.”
“He’s always going on about it. You know.”
“I’m not quite sure. You know... Melancholy, ah, well, he reads so many books."
(silence)
"Dante he likes. Joyce, of course. The one who wrote those wonderful Jeeves and Bertie characters. It was lovely, just lovely, how he would get carried away and read to us. The author with the funny name. Sounds like tree house.”
“Wodehouse.”
“Ah, yes, of course. Very funny. I believe he started reading, ah, the Bible a few months back. Because of the Reverend, you know.”
“Leave old Coonskin out of it. One freak at a time.”