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 1 1 |         me here at 8 P.M. and you tell me he is not coming! You
 2 2 |         reporter, are you?~Vurko: Tell me, sir, what do the great
 3 2 |       Well, now you know, and can tell the whole world with a bolt
 4 2 |             and men do what women tell them to do...I have written
 5 2 |        indeed!~Adham-Uti: That, I tell you, is why I am not talking
 6 2 |       anyone. No matter what they tell you, healers such as I are
 7 3 |       such a flattering obituary. Tell me, Zeneli, how many days
 8 3 |         No, Zeneli, I want you to tell me if I too, am a figure
 9 3 |        mean, they say.~Adham-Uti: Tell me openly, am I, Doctor
10 3 |           obituary about me, too! Tell me the truth, Zeneli, don’
11 3 |          you, too, Zeneli, if you tell me...~Zeneli: Oh, damn,
12 3 |         away.~Adham-Uti: You will tell me, won’t you?~Zeneli: Damn
13 3 |      because that’s what I always tell them, and the ‘Kuvendi’
14 3 |        been not to understand. To tell you the truth, he did smell
15 3 |      publish about me when I die. Tell me what’s in it. I gave
16 3 |         things when it suits him. Tell me about it now and when
17 3 |         if Miss Lulushe shows up, tell her to stay put and wait
18 5 |        someone of importance die? Tell me who it is and I’ll prepare
19 5 |          my word of honour not to tell.~Vurko: You don’t think
20 5 |          don’t think I would ever tell, do you?~Zeneli: Well, just
21 6 | Parliament, because you never can tell when they’re going to kick...
22 8 |          She’ll be back any time. Tell me honestly though, Vurko,
23 17|          me over the telephone to tell you that he has no time