Rebuilding The Barn

Your Coca-Cola bottler presents Claudia based on the famous play and novels by Rose Franken Brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday by your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself have a Coke and now Claudia Claudia for heaven's sake eat I'm eating mama and not in walking over your food like a puppy dog

That's a pretty thought for the breakfast table. You're not eating, isn't going to help David get home from the hospital. If I thought it would, I'd starve myself. Such devotion. Now eat, or you'll get peaked and thin, and David'll start worrying about you.

Is that what you want? Mmm, that's the last thing I want. Just strange doesn't it, Mama, just having breakfast us too. You used to feel fine in the old days, but now it's a bit lonesome.

Habits? David's a habit. A wonderful luxurious habit. I don't ever want to outgrow it. You won't. David's not a man to be outgrown. Just to be grown up too. I hope Bobby's going to look like him.

If Bobby has any sense, he will. He looked a lot better yesterday. I didn't notice any great difference. How could you? You didn't see him. You're talking about Bobby or David? David, of course. Of course.

I just happened to be talking about Bobby. Oh, he doesn't look any different. But David does that, goodness, his eyes went the least bit bloodshot yesterday afternoon. Excellent seeing it's only six days since the accident.

Only six days, it seems like six years. You'll be home in just a few days more. Then your final begin. Won't it? A convalescent man in the house is a full time job, believe me.