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...year-old, pot bellied, wife-beating little layabout. His floppy cap not only hides his eyes but never comes off - either in bed or on his rare visits to the tub. A cigarette is permanently glued to his lip. His bulbous nose glows whenever he has a snootful, which is nearly every night. He has no discernible trade and lives on the dole as if he had earned it. He is selfish, improvident, coarse, arrogant and bullying. "Don't stand out there in the cold, lass," he says to his sister-in-law, come to pay a visit. "Buzz...
...Paul (Robert Redford) are newlyweds and their marriage is a six-day wonder. So is their apartment. This five-flight walk-up (six counting the outdoor stoop) in an East 40s Manhattan brownstone is a one-room void with annexes: a postage-stamp bedroom sans bed, a bathroom sans tub, a radiator that has chosen February not to work, and a skylight with a missing pane for snow that wants to come in out of the snow. As a proper young lawyer, Paul has qualms about the place, but he is still inclined to be playful: "I'll come...
...tub of hot water...
...model of self-discipline at the University of Freiburg. Limited to a small monthly allowance of $21, he was never known to squander or borrow a pfennig. At night, nodding over his law books, he would take off his shoes and socks, immerse his feet in a tub of cold water to stay awake. He never fought a duel, but he was no square. He pledged a fraternity, acquired the "Biername" (drinking nickname) of "Toni," and at frothy functions would bang his stein on an oak table in unison with the rest of them. Later, in Cologne, he dazzled...
...Count Marco, a no-count native of Pittsburgh whose real name is Marco Spinelli. In "Beauty and the Beast," Marco offers advice to females, mostly matrons interested in getting their husbands interested again, and once recommended: "Take a bath with your husband. . . . Step daintily into the bubble-filled tub. Mon Dieu, this is no time to bend over." Newest addition to the growing throng is Society Columnist Frances Moffatt, who after eleven years as chief chitchatterer for the Examiner, gave the paper notice one Monday and flounced off to a champagne reception at the Chronicle only three days later. Boob...