Weston Liggett:
I've been kind of busy.
Man:
Yeah, I heard. I heard. That's the kind of busy-ness I wouldn't mind having - again!
Weston Liggett:
What are you talking about?
Man:
Oh, come on, Ligget, come on! Hunh? Gloria!
[
Puts his arm around him]
Man:
Hunh? Sure! Oh, she's... she's frantic! Isn't she like a rocket right off the Earth? Who should know better than yours truly? Ooohhh, mother, help me! I'd have left home for that. Nah... she's got a traveling itch; she's like a flea. Hop, hop, hop from one dog to another. She bites you, and she's gone. She picks you up and she drops you.
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