FLAMM
Now, mother, you've gone off your head entirely. You seem to want to make me look utterly foolish! I sigh! Am I such an imbecile? I'm not a lovelorn swain.
MRS. FLAMM
No, Christie, you can't escape me that way!
Now, mother, you've gone off your head entirely. You seem to want to make me look utterly foolish! I sigh! Am I such an imbecile? I'm not a lovelorn swain.
No, Christie, you can't escape me that way!