Looks like Jove's thunderbolt has struck Mamjet in record quick time. Pity, because although I am not unaccustomed to being insulted, I have never been called a power-crazed megalomaniac, nor that my mother was a *** in such a short space of time.
TV series of 1967 Felicity Kendall.
(For those fortunates unfamiliar with East Lynne, Lady
Isabel (?) has returned home in disguise years after abandoning her infant
son and husband to run away with another man, and the young son dies in her
arms of some unspecified disease while she laments "Gone. And never called me
mother." It's about as corny a tear-jerking scene as melodrama gets, as is
the whole play. We played it for laughs, but it was still heavy going. The
beer booth did a lot of business on that one.)
Spot on. My mother recalled how she went to see it on its release in 1931. She was almost ejected from the cinema at the final scene after exclaiming, "It's only a doll!"
At one time it was a common riposte to anyone who said, "Gone" to reply with, "and never called me mother". Much the same as in the 50s early 60s, whenever anyone said, "Close the door!", the reply was invariably, "they're coming through the window!"
NV = Novelty Voice
SV = Solo Voice
GR = Group Voices
NV: Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
SV: Look out!
NV: Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah
GR: Close the door, they're comin' through the window
Close the door, they're runnin' up the stairs
Close the door, They're hangin' off the ceiling
Those (NV: Bah-dah-bah-dah-bah-dah) are everywhere