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You see, my mother died a long time ago.
Her things were put in storage out West.
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There wasn't any other place to put them.
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I thought I'd send for them now.
Tonight I was going to take a look at them.
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A sort of sentimental journey.
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I run a couple of newspapers.
What do you do?
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Me?
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- How old did you say you were?
- I didn't say.
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If you had, I wouldn't have asked you.
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- How old?
- Pretty old.
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- How old?
- Twenty-two in August.
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That's a ripe old age. What do you do?
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I work at Seligman's.
I'm in charge of the sheet music.
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- Is that what you want to do?
- No, I wanted to be a singer, I guess.
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- That is, I didn't. My mother did for me.
- What happened to the singing?
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Mother always thought, she always talked
about grand opera for me.
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Imagine.
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But my voice isn't that kind.
It's just, you know what mothers are like.
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Yes.
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- Have you got a piano?
- A piano?
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Yes, there's one in the parlor.
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- Would you sing for me?
- You wouldn't want to hear me sing.
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Yes, I would.
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Don't tell me
your toothache is bothering you.
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No, that's all gone.
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All right.
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Let's go to the parlor.
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"Yes, Lindor shall be mine
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"I have sworn it
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"For weal or woe
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"Yes, Lindor
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"Lo giurai
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"La vincero"