Gloomy Sunday - Ein Lied von Liebe und Tod
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:43:03
At 8 o'clock? Our pleasure
:43:10
That was the boss's son from Mendel Industries
He reserved a table for six people

:43:14
Mendel?
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Mendel! Steel and textiles
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They employ at least 30,000 people
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And they have three villas
in Budapest alone

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So what about us, the three of us?
:43:35
I'll give you both another chance
:43:47
There are a lot more than six
:43:51
Dear Heaven. Pull up another table
And we need more chairs

:43:59
Good evening, Mr. Mendel
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Mr. Szabo. My sister
:44:03
It's an honor to welcome you
Please come in

:44:17
Would you write something,
Professor Tajtelbaum?

:44:20
You'll be the first
mathematician on our wall.

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I can praise the restaurant,
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but how could you put pork on the menu?
:44:30
No one's forcing you to eat it, Uncle.
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He's even open on the Sabbath.
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I never close, Prof. Tajtelbaum,
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not on the Sabbath or on Sundays,
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not on christmas or passover
:44:43
Can I get you anything else?
:44:46
Perhaps a kosher pear brandy?
On the house, of course.

:44:50
Yes, thank you.

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