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Henry, flatten your hair!
Okay.
Okay what?
Yes, mother.
Don’t be such a disobedient twit, Henry.
No, mother.
No what?
No I won’t be?
Be what?
No I wont be, Mother.
Good Grief Henry, you’re enough to make a grown man cry.
Sorry, Mother.
Tell me about yourself.
I’m a lawyer now.
I don’t care, why haven’t you been in to see me recently?
I’m busy.
What on Earth could be more important than your mother?
Nothing, Mother.
The doctors say I haven’t more than a month left.
I’m sorry.
Heavens to Murgatroyd Henry, it’s not your fault.
No, Mother.