Breakfast tiffany's
Breakfast tiffany's
belong poor slob sure took until
Sure. Sure. He's okay. Aren't you, Cat? Poor old Cat. Poor slob. Poor slob without a name. I don't have the right to give him one. We don't belong to each other. We just took up one day. I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is, but I know what it's like. It's like Tiffany's.
gee regular scared
Holly: All right so he's not a regular rat, or even a super-rat. He's a scared little mouse, that's all. But oh-- golly gee damn!!!