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We got that clock the summer we wint to Europe, me an� Big Mama on that damn Cook’s Tour, never had such an awful time in my life, I’m tellin� you, son, those gooks over there, they gouge your eyeballs out in their grand hotels.

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That’s a sobering thought, a very sobering thought, and that’s a thought that I was turning over in my head, over and over and over--until today �.

I’m wiser and sadder, Brick, for this experience which I just gone through.

For full monologue, refer to the video or the script edition cited here: Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, Signet Books, 1983, pp. 65-66.