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T.J.:Why don’t you get the lead out of your can and do something for once?Coney [to Finch]:You finish your map.Finch:It’s finished, Coney.Coney:Well, let T. J. Rockefeller do something besides blowing…
Gellburg:How can I go back? He made a fool of me. It’s infuriating. I tell you—I never wanted to see it this way but he goes sailing around on the ocean and meanwhile I’m foreclosing Brooklyn for them…
Vera [Agitated, coming nearer]: Irony, Mr. Quixano? Please, please, do not imagine there is any irony in my congratulations.David: The irony is in all the congratulations. How can I endure them when…
The exterior of Tevye’s house. A Fiddler is seated on the roof, playing. Tevye is outside the house.Tevye:A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But in our little village of Anatevka, you…
Jonathan:I know you do. It cracks me up that you do; it amuses me. You know, up till like eight or nine years ago, let’s not forget, I was painting apartments for a living. Apartments. Walls. Rooms. I…