Hey, Mame, are you home? –Is that you, Vera? –Now what on earth does she want? –(telephone rings) Have you talked to your stockbroker? Yes, I can see you have. –What about a stockbroker? –Don't you know? He's called me half-a-dozen times trying to locate both of you. –What happened? –Oh, nothing... except nothing's worth anything anymore. (telephone rings)
