Monologue

Lezinsky Monologue from The Baby Carriage

From The Baby Carriage by Bosworth Crocker

male · sarcastic · 57 sec

Such a chutzpah ! We make up what we didn't get here maybe in the world to come, Goldie leben . One dollar and a half—maybe. All right—I charge two dollars. Two dollars. Three dollars swindles him. Baby-carriage—Oi! Peace, Goldie, my head aches. One dollar. A couple of dollars, anyway. Woe is me! Woe is me! To-morrow is Rosch Hoschana , Gietel. Roast goose and baby-carriage! You have no pious thoughts.... Go away.... My head swims. She comes now to roast goose again. Baby-carriage! Baby-carriage! When you should fast and pray....

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