After swearing at stubborn lolly wrappers and singing in gibberish, an under-pressure ANDY’s last resort is a rambling story about gypsies, which he abandons halfway through while struggling for a word.
ANDY: What’s that word? Cassy knows, she’s not gonna tell me though.
CASSY: I don’t want to distract you from making pages, Andy.
[Sullen silence from ANDY]
CASSY: I don’t know anyway, I have no idea what you’re talking about. ‘Gypsies…’ That’s all I heard.
ANDY: [mumbles] That’s all you wanted to hear…
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