The White Elephant 15: Sad
Gordon: | Oh ... you've got a face like a wet weekend. Keep it down will you, I'm trying to cook here. Ceilia, it's Peter – he's feeling blue, sort him out will you? |
Ceilia: | Oh Peter, you seem down in the dumps. |
Peter: | Yes, it's Edith ... She's dead. |
Gordon: | Who's Edith? |
Ceilia: | I'm not sure ... but I think it's his mother. |
Gordon: | Sorry old chap. That's terrible news. I understand why you're so downhearted. Were you close to Edith? |
Peter: | Yes. I'd talk to her every day and watch her go round and round. She was a great swimmer. |
Gordon: | Oh. Don't cry your eyes out. Worse things happen at sea. Shall I get you a glass of wine? |
Ceilia: | This must be a very upsetting time for you. Would you like some time off? |
Mary: | What's going on? Is Peter ok? |
Gordon: | It's Peter - his mother's died. He's beside himself with grief. I've given him a glass of wine. |
Peter: | Edith! Edith! |
Mary: | Edith? Did he just say Edith? |
Ceilia: | Yes. |
Mary: | Edith is the name of his pet goldfish. Peter, has your goldfish died? |
Peter: | Yes. |
Gordon: | Great! You've got a dead fish, I could use it in my fish pie. |
Mary: | Gordon! |
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