George: Well, anyway, the book club meets tomorrow, Mr. Temple.
Mr. Temple: Well, I was going to watch it with my daughter. She likes Audrey Hepburn very much.
George: She was a delicate flower.
Mr. Temple: Why didn't you just read the book?
George: Well, as I say, the pink-eye made my vision quite blurry.
Mr. Temple: Remy, this is George. Would you mind if he watched Breakfast at Tiffany's with us?