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Mr. Szabo. My sister
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It's an honor to welcome you
Please come in
:44:17
Would you write something,
Professor Tajtelbaum?
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You'll be the first
mathematician on our wall.
:44:25
I can praise the restaurant,
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but how could you put pork on the menu?
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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.
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Yes, thank you.
:45:05
Was everything satisfactory,
Mr. Mendel?
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I must tell you how happy I am
that my sister insisted we come here
:45:14
Your braised pike was sheer poetry
Maybe even better than Gundel's
:45:24
My brother is right about the pike
Don't be angry, Mr. Szabo,
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but the best thing this eveing
was "Gloomy Sunday"
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It has the perfect balance
of bitter and sweet
:45:36
- Does the song have Iyrics?
- Not yet
:45:38
It doesn't need words,
it already speaks to me
:45:43
Would he play it again?
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Who could refuse a request
from such perfect lips?